Chapter 7 - Need To Be Strong
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Thanks once again to my beta Twin Who Likes To Travel!
So I thought I would tell you who I would have had play the second generation and their girlfriends, of course we already have Wyatt, Chris, Bianca, Parker and Brooke but here are the other kids. I would like to thank my beta for helping me decide the final list
Second Generation
Wyatt Matthew Halliwell – Wes Ramsey
Christopher Perry Halliwell - Drew Fuller
Melinda Halliwell – Kristen Stewart
Parker Christy Halliwell – Ellen Page
Patty Anna Halliwell - Michelle Trachtenberg
Phoenix Amanda Halliwell - Danielle Harris
Kyle Victor Broady - Hayden Christensen
Prudence Marie Broady - Evan Rachel Wood
Patience Ashley Broady – Lacey Chambert
Girlfriends
Samantha Niki Langmer - Rachel Bilson
Bianca - Marisol Nichols
Brooke Spencer - Hayden Panettiere
Marissa Mazton - Ashley Greene
So there they are and I have nothing else to say except on with the chapter.
Previously – "Nix..., Pat..., they're not our Parker and Chris. They're from a different future. I don't know how. But when you said the spell, it brought them here from a different reality. They're from an unchanged future. They're not our Parker and Chris," Leo explained with difficulty. How was he meant to explain to the kids that the people they saw before them weren't their brother, sister, cousin? This was going to be hard.
Parker and Chris who had heard what illusion Leo had said, looked at each other with alarm before looking back at the people in front of them, "WHAT!" They shouted together in panic, Parker's shield dropping as she lost concentration.
"Shit! You....You.....YOU BROUGHT US OUT OF OUR REALITY!" Chris shouted, shock written across his face as he looked at the second generation, who had looked scared while the adults were silent.
"I think the more important fact is...YOU RIPPED A WHOLE IN THE FABRIC OF TIME, NOT TO MENTION FUCKING UP THE UNIVERSES!" Parker shouted, making the Halliwell and Brody children flinch and take a step back from the very pissed off firestarter.
"W....What are you talking about?" Mel asked timidly,
Parker turned her gaze directly on Piper's youngest child and her expression softened a little as she answered, "When you said the spell, I'm guessing there was a bright light of some kind and a ripping sound. Well, that was the sound of the realities ripping. Think of a tearing in a piece of your clothes. It's basically like that, but it's not meant to happen. The only reason it did is because you are really powerful together. When you said the spell, Chris and I had just been fighting some demons. Suddenly, we were pulled through this tight tube and being squeezed until we couldn't breathe. It felt like our bones were being crushed slowly. Like a thousand knives were carving into our skin, piercing every inch of it. That was you physically pulling us out of our reality and into yours. Now, there's a rip in both realities and both are unbalanced. They can't be unbalanced. It's not right. We need to get back soon. While the rips are still open, anything that finds them can get through."
Chris looked at his cousin and could see the emotional strain she was under. He was too. Seeing them all again, it was too hard. They couldn't break though, they needed to be strong.
'Parker, you ok?' Chris asked mentally pushing his thoughts towards his cousin, who startled a bit but showed no other sign that she had got his thoughts.
'This is harder than I imagined it would be...I can't even look at.....you know.' Parker sent to Chris. She had long ago found a way to connect to her favorite cousin and it came in pretty useful in times like this.
'I know what you mean......What are we gonna do?' Chris asked, all the while never taking his eyes off the people in front of him. He couldn't think of them as his family. Because they weren't, they were in another reality. They were that Chris's family, not his.
'We need to get back as soon as possible....The longer we stay here, the worse the risks are.' Parker replied, but unlike Chris, she was staring at a spot on the wall to her right not looking at anyone.
'But what if this is a trick?' Chris asked, surprising Parker, who had dismissed the idea out of her head immediately after Leo had said they weren't their Parker and Chris.
'You don't think this could all be in our heads or an illusion now, do you? I mean Dylan maybe good, but he's not that good.' the firestarter replied and was glad when she saw Chris get his thoughtful face on before shaking his head slowly.
"What do you mean anything that finds them can get through them?" Prue asked; oblivious to the mental conversation going on between the two people in front of her. But Phoebe, Patty, and Phoenix weren't. Prue was still struggling to wrap her head around the fact that the two people in front of her weren't her cousins. They were people from a different time.
"I mean that any demon, witch, wizard, anyone, or anything that can distinguish the fact that there is a rip in reality can cross over to this reality and vice versa," Parker answered.
She didn't want to talk; she wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible. Using her levitation power, Parker bent her legs at the knee and propelled herself upwards towards the Halliwell manor's ceiling, intending on figuring out exactly how big the rip was.
"Chris, start doing the calculations," The firestarter said to her cousin as she twirled her hand in the air and let a pad of paper and a pen fall into Chris's waiting hands.
As soon as the paper and pen were in his hands, Chris started to scribble furiously; crossing out things here and there as Parker muttered out numbers and words to him. This made absolutely no sense to the others whatsoever.
"Umm, what are you doing?" KJ asked, making Parker and Chris still in their movements.
There was silence for a while. Phoebe, Patty, and Phoenix knew that Chris and Parker were having another mental conversation. Before they could say anything, Parker sighed and dropped to the ground; landing on her feet.
"Trying to figure out a way to get back right now. You must understand the longer we stay here, the bigger the risks are," Parker said, looking over Chris's shoulder towards the pad and letting out a string of curses.
"Language!" Phoebe scolded her daughter.
All she got in return was a cold glare, which brought up painful memories of a similar look the Parker from the other future gave her.
"We can't get back," Chris whispered, but Parker didn't know whether it was in sadness, anger, or relief, which scared her.
"What do you mean?" Wyatt asked, not being able to look at Chris properly.
If what his father said was true, then this Chris wasn't his brother and that thought alone brought a painful tightening in the twice-blessed's heart.
"What he means is that whatever you did was basically a one way thing. Anything can cross over from our reality, but no one can cross over from this reality. I got it wrong....In short, we're stuck," Parker managed to explain before wrapping her arms around her stomach and grimacing in pain. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Chris doing the same thing.
"What's wrong?" Billie and Piper asked, coming to stand over their children. They didn't care if this Chris and Parker were from a different reality, they were still their children.
"Our magic ....., it's....it's......changing," Chris managed to get out before gritting his teeth in pain.
He and Parker both knew what was happening. Their magic and this reality's Chris and Parker's magic were sort of fusing together. Chris had only heard of this happening when the other reality's people were dead.
After a long and agonizing five minutes, both Parker and Chris breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight, and checked themselves over. What they found surprised them a bit. Their bodies were now not so malnourished and thin. Instead, they had a nice bit of muscle on them, more than they had already. They weren't tired. They felt very energized and refreshed, and their magic felt more powerful than ever.
"Ok, can someone explain to me what the hell is happening?" Mel shouted with frustration, but Wyatt was preventing his little sister moving from her place next to him on the stairs.
"Our magic was changing. Making it so we will be suited to this reality better, but there was something else...," Parker said; trailing off in thought before her eyes widened, looking at her cousin who nodded his head in confirmation, she paled and shook her head sadly.
"We're dead in this reality, aren't we?" Chris stated and knew the answer instantly when everyone looked away from him and Parker, tears brimming in some of their eyes.
Parker didn't need to be an empath to see how much suffering this family was in because of their Parker and Chris's deaths. It was weird and difficult to think of herself dead. Even if it wasn't actually her but a different her, it was still difficult.
"Let me guess, you said a spell to bring back your Parker and Chris. And instead, you got us," Parker said and closed her eyes.
She allowed a brief flash of sadness and pain to seep into her emotions when she saw the second generation nod their heads before her usual emotionless wave was back and transmitting to the empaths.
"What are we going to do?" Chris murmured to Parker quietly.
But it wasn't quiet enough; the others heard him and listened closely for Parker's response. The short haired witch looked over the people from this reality. Her eyes resting for a second on the woman she had never gotten to know before surveying them again. This time they came to rest on a certain blonde haired whitelighter, who was gazing right back at Parker with tears glistening in her eyes and a couple slowly running down her cheeks.
Parker's breath hitched, her eyes never leaving Brooke's face. She wanted to tear her gaze away but couldn't. It was like Brooke was keeping her from looking away, like she was hypnotized. She felt her magic flaring at her, banging against the walls she had placed around it in agony and screaming to be let loose, but Parker painfully silenced it.
"Parker? Parker? Parks?" Chris said softly as he saw where his cousin's eyes were and who she was looking at. "Parker, look at me," Chris commanded gently and was a little relieved when he saw his cousin drag her eyes from Brooke to look at him, "You're still in control, we need a plan."
The brunette whitelighter's voice was low and soothing. He knew how much pain this was going to be for them. But it was going to be so much worse for Parker, for so many different reasons.
"A plan?" Parker replied, dazed. Her eyes, although looking at Chris, were unfocused.
"Yeah a plan. We need to get back and a plan on how to do so," Chris said, never looking away from his favorite cousin, who he could tell was struggling with herself. He knew she needed a break.
Looking towards the others, he noticed they were all watching them both: the children with curiosity and sadness, the adults with pain and understanding. "We'll be back soon," Chris said with a promise.
Without another word or before anyone could stop them, he took one of Parker's hands in his own and orbed them out of the Halliwell manor.
"You have to keep it together, Parker, you know the consequences if you don't," Chris stated softly from his place on top of the Golden Gate Bridge.
"Don't you think I know that?" Parker snapped back heatedly as she banged her head back softly on the metal beam she was sitting against.
"You can do this, Parks, I know you can," Chris said as he got up and went to stand in front of his cousin before kneeling down, so he was eye level with her. "Yeah, but at what cost? I could lose myself to this, Chris, I could go so far into myself that I may never be able to come back," Parker muttered quietly, a small amount of fear was shining in her eyes before it flashed away and was replaced by a emotionless, blank look, "Okay, I'm good, panic over. Now, the question is, are you?"
Chris gave a small uncertain smile.
"I'll be fine, but if it looks like I'm not doing so well, just give me a slap round the head and one of your famous looks," Chris replied, making Parker raise on of her eyebrows at him, an unimpressed look on her face, "That's the one." Chris said with a cheeky grin. Causing the firestarter to shake her head, but a very small smirk graced her lips, "You ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Parker answered, holding out her hand for her best friend to take.
He did and without another word, orbed them back to the manor. Unfortunately, Chris didn't know where objects, such as furniture and things, were in this manor and ended up orbing them onto the coffee table in the living room. As they landed on it, the table broke and a shard of wood pierced Parker's right leg; just above her knee.
"ARGH! SHIT! CHRIS! WHAT THE FUCK?" Parker shouted out in pain as she gripped her leg and the piece of wood sticking out of it, her blood seeping onto her hands.
"I'm sorry. I don't know where everything is in this manor!" Chris shouted back in fear as he picked himself up off the coffee table covered floor while checking himself over.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? THERE'S THIS THING CALLED SENSING! IT NOT ONLY LETS YOU SENSE IF OTHER PEOPLE ARE IN THE ROOM, IT ALSO LETS YOU SENSE THE BEST PLACE TO ORB INTO! YOU IDIOT! I SWEAR AS SOON AS I'VE GOT THIS OUT, YOU'RE TOAST!" Parker exclaimed, the newly built grandfather clock smashing into pieces in her anger.
They were both unaware that everyone was watching them. Parker took a deep breath while grabbing the piece of wood in her leg with both hands. While taking another deep breath, she pulled the wood out in one fluid motion, like she was unsheathing a sword. The short haired witch gritted her teeth against the scream that tried to escape from her mouth and instead gave a deadly glare to Chris, who was stood in front of her looking sheepish.
"Don't just stand there! A little healing would be n...," Parker said but stopped when she felt the familiar, warm feeling flood through her body.
Looking towards her knee, she saw a small, pale, delicate hand hovering centimeters over her wound. Her eyes followed the hand up a slim arm before coming to rest on the face of Brooke, who was looking right at her. The two girls stared at each other for ages, even after Brooke had finished healing Parker's leg.
"Thanks," Parker murmured; her face impassive and all the empaths in the room, except for Phoebe, were in shock and alarm that they felt nothing coming from the firestarter.
"You're welcome." Brooke replied quietly but didn't make a move to get up from the living room floor.
Parker sighed before standing up and taking a step back from the blonde whitelighter.
"So I think we should check the book for any answers," Chris said, trying to break the tense atmosphere that had overcome the room.
"Yeah......the book.......good idea," Parker mumbled, not taking what her cousin had said in properly.
She brushed past Brooke without a word and none of the Halliwell's or Brody's failed to notice the tears glistening in the young blonde's eyes. Chris followed Parker up the stairs, refusing to meet anyone's eyes, especially Bianca's, who were looking at him with longing and pain.
"Oh, sweetie," Phoebe said; walking towards Brooke, intending on giving her daughter's fiancée a much needed hug. But Brooke stepped back and shook her head.
"I need to go. The elders have been calling me for a while now," Brooke said.
Her voice was barely above a whisper before orbing out and leaving the occupants looking towards the stairs, which Chris and Parker had just gone up.
'Maybe we shouldn't have done this.' Wyatt thought as he followed behind his mother, father, aunts, and uncles up the stairs and towards the attic.
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