Chapter 10 Father and Son.
The drive from California to San Francisco was long and everyone mostly sat in silence. No one in the car, not Tyler not Kareem or their friends know that Albert was watching over them using Dark Magic. Once they arrive in San Francisco, they find a motel to check in at. Before heading over to the manor, Tyler knocks on the front door with feeling more nervous and unsure than he has ever had in his life. The door is answered by Paige who is surprised to see them.
"Tyler, Kareem what are you doing here?" Paige asks.
"Something really important has come up," Tyler answered.
"Not to be mean or sound rude. But we have some major witch business do you mind coming back tomorrow?" Paige tells Tyler, Kareem and their friends.
"This has something to do with Marcel," Tyler blurts out he couldn't wait any longer for things to be confirmed.
"You better come on in," Paige says welcoming the group inside. She then leads them over to the conservatory. Upon seeing Marcel, Tyler just freezes on the spot staring directly at him.
"Tyler what are you doing here?" Piper asked.
"I-I." Tyler starts struggling. Marcel looks at the boy with curiosity and senses something no one else in the room could. Marcel just walks over to Tyler.
"It can't be," Marcel spoke, his eyes meet Tyler's eyes, he then quickly rips out a small strand of Tyler's hair. This small strand floats a little above Marcel's right hand and then transform into a green orb of light which then fades after a few seconds.
"What's going on here?" Phoebe asks.
"It can't be possible, son." Marcel almost whispered, in shock, he never thought he would have seen the child he and Faye once shared.
"So, our spell worked then to reveal his true parentage," Kareem commented.
"Am I the only one who noticed one key factor the age difference between the two." Piper points out.
"Did you forget that when I was with Albert, we crossed a dozen realms a dozen with different time zones. Tyler was conceived in a realm that was years ahead than this world. So when I cast my spell to send him to a womb of another woman far away from Albert's influence he was sent to this world to a time when I was still young and the Power of Three could protect him." Marcel explains.
"Here's a crazy idea, why don't we leave father and son alone for a few minutes," Wyatt suggests, it's not like this revaluation isn't important to him but there are things that father and son need to talk about alone.
"Great idea," Piper commented and then within a few minutes, Marcel and Tyler were left alone in the conservatory.
The two now alone, there was an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes.
"I see there not much family resemblance between us," Tyler spoke.
"Me too, you might just look more like your mother, without the glamour," Marcel replies.
"Glamour?" Tyler said confused.
"Part of the spell to send you here. To cloak, it also gave you a false appearance but now that spell is broken your true appearance will slowly start to rise." Marcel explained.
"Oh, a new face to look forward to how fun," Tyler mumbled.
"Relax, a new face and body aren't too bad, you will still carry the same personality. Besides your mother was quite the beauty." Marcel says.
"C...Can I ask you a question, sir?" Tyler questions, he wasn't sure how to address Marcel last time, he saw Marcel both were children. But now both are adults and Marcel is his biological father.
"Ask away kid," Marcel answered.
"Why did you have a child? Only to send me away and why is that I have never inherited any form of witch traits or abilities?" Tyler asks.
"You're mother Faye, she was a special woman, she came from a long line of Archais and Elementals. Archais have often been mistaken for Firestarters due to their deep connection with the fire element. However, Archais have the ability to open portals to anywhere and are immune to attacks by fire. Faye was an Elemental someone blessed with the power to manipulate the powers of the four elements and rip portals throughout realities. She couldn't be harmed by any form of elemental attack. Now according to the rules of nature, nobody can be an Archai and witch or warlock the same as no one can be Elemental and witch or warlock. You have to be one or the other. However, if you were to have any children you could pass down genes that could make the children Witches, Warlocks, Archais or Elementals." Marcel told Tyler.
"So, sir what happens now?" Tyler questions.
"Right now, I need to cloak you and make sure when Albert or Diana or any of her possible offspring come you're safe." Marcel answers.
"Cloak just me! What about Kareem and my friends, your siblings, cousins, aunts and mother?" Tyler asked practically snapping.
"I will do whatever it takes to protect those, I love, however, when it comes to you, Tyler. Everyone else will always come second. Just like any other father, my child's safety will always come first." Marcel responds.
"I'm not a child Marcel, I will not back down from a fight. I'm adult I fight demons, warlocks and other evils every day." Tyler spoke with grave conviction.
"Albert is not a mere evil he's more dangerous and powerful than any foe, you have or will ever come up against. You are my son, you're still my child no matter the age. And when it comes to your well-being my say my decree is final." Marcel snaps.
"NO! What I do and my well-being is up to me and me alone," Tyler shouts.
"We are wasting precious time, every second we argue is a second Albert has to find you," Marcel said.
"We're not arguing because when arguing it means both sides have an equal side of wining," Tyler replies. Marcel then simply makes a hand gesture casting a spell making Tyler fall under an enchanted slumber. Marcel quickly catches the boy.
"You're right about arguing Tyler," Marcel says before blinking out of the manor.
Marcel appears with Tyler in his arms over at the compound, he has only recently acquired and cloaked. Marcel carries Tyler up to one of the bedrooms and lays Tyler out gently on the bed.
"Sleep tight baby boy, daddy has a lot to take care of, one day you will understand my actions," Marcel tells a sleeping Tyler before softly planting a kiss on his son's forehead.
End of chapter 10.