Chapter 34

Gym:

Chris turned his head as he cast a worried look towards Angie as she rubbed her forehead in anger. He moved a strand of hair from her face and smiled softly as his best friend looked up at him. "It's the whispers," Angie answered. "They've been talking more often than usual and they're warning me. Something bad is going to happen soon and I don't know what it is."

"What are they saying to you?"

She shrugged as they stepped inside the elevator that would lead to the parking lot downstairs. "I'm not sure exactly. I need to go Magic School and translate some of the words but it's the feeling –my gut feeling. There's a sense of déjà vu in the air and not the good kind."

"Like back in the forest?" Angie stared at Chris's jaded eyes and felt her heart flutter at the closeness in proximity they are in with the elevator. Not trusting her words, she nodded her head but smiled when Chris put his arm around her should and gave her a one side hug. "Whatever it is, I'll be right beside you." Chris promised her.

"Good. The Angel of Life is always in need of a guardian." Angie teased at her best friend.

Chris laughed. "You haven't called me that since we were kids. I remembered how much I hated that Caleb and Wyatt would tease me about it. Personally, I thought they were jealous. But…" Chris paused as he looked down at the beauty next to him. "I've never did mind because I was your guardian."

Angie felt herself blush under Chris's heated gaze and pushed him playfully away from her as she hid her smile. The elevator doors opened and the two walked out on the floor to find the car until they heard a female scream. Immediately, the two looked at each other before finding the source of the scream to find a large, bald headed man holding a woman against a wall, his hand wrapped around her neck.

"Hey! Let her go!" Chris yelled.

The bald man looked at Chris with disdain. "How about you get lost, buddy? This is between me and the wife."

"I'm your ex-wife, John!" She yelled as she tried to push him away from her.

"You should let her go right now or else, you will regret it." Angie said to him, crossing her arms across her chest. But he laughed at her. "Why does this always happen?" She asked Chris in disbelief.

Chris bit back his smile at his best friend's annoyance and with a wave of hand; John "tripped" to the side of the floor and lost the grip on his ex-wife. The woman ran towards them and Angie told her to back inside and tell the gym trainers to call the police immediately.

"You think I came here alone?" John yelled and suddenly, two large men walked out of their car dressed in the same black clothing as John and looked twice as menacing. "You two will pay for what you've just ruined. And who knows, maybe I can have a little fun with your pretty little girlfriend."

Angie frowned as she glared at him. "I forgot that demons aren't the only evils in this world. And he did not just call me little. So ready for another workout?" She smirked at Chris.

The half Elder nodded his head but with a wave of his finger, he moved the hidden security cameras to the other way. Just in case, they do decide to use their powers but it's doubtful. Chris backed away as the two large men moved towards him and Angie ran to her left to distract John away from his friends. Chris ducked as punches were thrown at him but he grabbed one fist from hitting his face and twirl the large man around to bump into his friend. "Is that the best you guys got?"

Meanwhile, John bulldozed Angie to the ground before she could hide behind another car and she grunted as she tried to push him off her but he pinned her wrists above her head. Angie glared at him as she managed to bring her legs together and pushed him off her but he got up quickly. Then, the Angel of Life roundhouse kicked him across the face and when that wasn't enough, she wrapped her legs around his neck and flung him backwards, so his back hit the ground.

"Give up right now because you're going to get your ass beaten by a little girl." Angie mocked as she stood over him while John cried in pain on his back.

Angie lifted her head and smiled proudly at Chris taking care of the two large men. She couldn't help but smile at how gracefully Chris is at fighting –as if he's being doing it all his life. Abruptly, Angie groaned as she clutched her head with her hands as the voice came back whispering loudly in her head.

"Amor verus."

For a brief moment, she saw a flash of flowers and she was lying on it next to a man –no with a man in his strong arms. She could see herself touching his bare skin revealing in his tunic and he was laughing. The sound of his laughter caused shivers in her body.

"Consecro."

"I love you."

Suddenly, Angie caught the punch inches from her face and kicked John in the stomach again as she attempted to get away from him. But he grabbed her by the ankle and dragged her to the floor. Angie's eyes closed in pain as the voices continued.

"I will find you."

"Amor sempiternus."

"I will never stop fighting for him."

"No! Don't do this!"

A flash of swords clash together and blood splattered on the beautiful flowers appeared in her mind. Angie gasped as her eyes shot open to see that John had his hands wrapped around her neck, his fingers putting pressure. Angie tried to kick him again but her legs were apart and her hands were scratching his arms to let her go. "Chris." Her voice choked out.

Chris let out a sigh of relief as he finally got the last guy unconscious and he did it without using his powers. It was rare for him not to use them but he had to take advantage of not using them because who knows what will happen if they get stolen by a demon? It wouldn't be the first time it happened in his family. The half Elder looked around his surroundings and couldn't find Angie anywhere until he found her lying on the ground with John choking her and she was struggling.

"Get your hands off her!" Chris screamed as he ran towards him and pushed the man to the ground. He started punching him across the face but with extra force with his power of telekinesis and grunted in anger.

Angie coughed for air as she rolled to her side and grunted in pain. She turned her head and her eyes widen at the sight in front of her. "Chris, stop!" She cried out as she put her hand on his shoulder; surprisingly, he pushed her away to the ground. Angie stared at her best friend in shock. "Chris, stop it. You're going to kill him!"

Chris paused in his attack as he looked down at the bloody face of the man that tried to kill Angie. And the man had the decency to smirk at the half Elder, who was ready to kill him. Chris raised his fist but paused again when John started to laugh. "Go on, do it boy. I know that look. You're angry that I hurt your girl and you want to kill me. Go on– I know you want to."

Chris's jaded green eyes narrowed down at the despicable man that would harm a woman, but not any woman –his best friend! "I want you to feel pain, to think about pain, and regret all the pain you've done in your disgraceful life." He spat angrily at him.

Police sirens echoed outside the garage and Chris threw one last punch to knock John down before getting off his body. However, the half Elder paused in his movement as Angie stared at him like he was stranger and she was still on the ground. He pushed her! Quickly, he helped her up but she pulled away from him with a look of sadness and betrayal in her eyes. He felt a pang of something in his chest from that look.

"Angie, I'm sorry. Are you alright?"

"Are you?" Angie asked as she gently put her hand on his bicep.

He stared down at her brown eyes and put his hand on top of hers. "I don't know." He answered honestly. "I don't know."

In the Heavens:

Coop sighed as he stood against a pillar and watched as groups of Elders walked around the area. He was waiting for the group that was circled around a large globe of the Earth to finish talking or spying or whatever the Elders usually do in their days of work. Minutes later, Roland stepped away from the group and gestured for Coop to walk with him.

"Coop, is everything alright?" Roland asked the Cupid.

Coop sighed, "How much longer do I have to be quiet?"

"I'm afraid I don't understand."

Coop sighed. "Elder Roland, you know what I'm talking about. I've been lying to my wife and my family for years. I can't keep it a secret anymore. It's been centuries. They deserve to know the truth–she deserves to know the truth."

"It's not the right time."

"Then when is? I know the Angel of Destiny didn't order you and the other Elders to keep this a secret but centuries of this loss is a curse. They are living a curse and don't even realize it."

"Tell me something, Coop. when do you think is the right time? Before or after Agues and Lukas are dead? Or when the sisters finally reveal their own secret to their children?" Roland questioned the Cupid. "Why tell them when there is no emotion between them?"

"There is."

"But it's not love…they need to love each other before it could happen. You know how it works."

Coop scoffed, "How could I forget? I've been forced to watch happen over and over again for centuries."

"Perhaps this life will be different." Roland reassured him. "After all, it wouldn't be the first time, the future has changed."

Police station:

Chris sat uncomfortably on the chair next to the police officer's desk. The itch to run away came when he sat down and gave his statement to the officer. He didn't like the look the law enforcement had when he mentioned he lost control of his anger when Angie got hurt. Chris turned his head to see Angie speaking to a female officer as she gave her the same statement as well.

"Looks like we're done here but your story is legit. Do you want to go to the bathroom to clean up?" The officer asked, gesturing to the blood on Chris's hands and bruised knuckles.

Chris nodded his head and walked to the bathroom but he turned his head to catch Angie's eye as she sat on a chair talking to a female officer. He stepped inside the bathroom and let out a sigh of relief to see that no one is around. Pouring soap in his hands, Chris started to wash the blood away but winced at the stinging. The way he acted today with John scared him because it also reminded him of Caleb on homecoming night. They both lost control of their emotions and almost killed someone. He closed his eyes, feeling another headache or flashback or whatever is coming.

He was walking in a daze and didn't care of his surroundings until he arrived somewhere deep in the woods. It wasn't until he realize where in the woods he was that the feeling of rage grow in his chest. There was still evidence of the attempt witch burning from last week and it made Chris's blood boil. Chris continued walking until he spotted the familiar stream of water and the holes few feet away from it.

Little evidence of an angel's feathers still on the ground. Chris stood over the stream as he stared at his reflection and his hands curled into a fist and his nails dug painfully into his palms. Blood gathered in his palms and traveled down from his hands and drops of crimson red land onto the blue stream of water and some on the ground. His jaded green eyes stung from the unshed tears and his throat was caught in a lump but he couldn't cry.

He cried for a night but couldn't bring himself to continue. The Resistance needs him. They need their leader. He can't mourn…he can't…

The wind blew in and the angel feather swept into the stream and at that moment, something snapped in him. With a quick motion, he punched the ground in front of him and watched as little rocks jump in the air but nothing. It wasn't enough. The anger in him was overflowing and he needed to let it out.

Chris punched the ground with harder force and harder and harder. He didn't notice the electricity pouring out of his hands as he kept attacking the ground and on his knees. Then he cried. Chris rocked back and forth on his knees as he stared emptily at the ground. He cried and screamed until his throat became sore and his knuckles raw and bloody. Blue and white electricity surrounded him and it erupted like a volcano all around him. The trees were scattered and destroyed, the ground destroyed, and any evidence of life was gone.

"That's the first human thing I've seen you done since they've died." A familiar voice announced his presence across the stream. Chris lifted his head to see Caleb standing there looking solemn. "I was wondering when you were going to crack."

"Satisfied now?" Chris asked his voice hoarse and unfamiliar to him.

Caleb snarled angrily at his best friend. "They've been dead for a week and you were either trapped inside your office or out demon hunting with the others. So am I satisfied to finally see my best friend show the second stage of grief? Yes because I know that he still feels."

Chris finally stood up and glared at the half demon. "And you think I will be able to complete the next stages of my grief, Caleb?" He questioned in mockingly anger tone. "I will never accept nor forgive, not until every witch hunter is gone, not until the Source of all -Evil is gone for good."

"Do you hear yourself, Chris? You are replacing your hurt and your loss with hate and vengeance. You want to kill the monsters? You're going to have a hard time with that without killing yourself in the process or becoming the monster." Caleb yelled.

"They're gone!" Chris roared. "She's gone! She is gone."

"Hey, you okay buddy?" A voice brought Chris out of his state of mind and turned his head to see a police officer, looking at him with concern. "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Chris looked down at his hands under the water of the sink to see only scratches and bruises on his knuckles. The blood was gone. But his hands were shaking. "I'm fine." Chris mumbled as he walked out of the bathroom without drying his hands.

The afterglow
The horizon line
The shadows fall
Will you still be mine

His green eyes darted around the station in frantic but he couldn't find Angie. Chris ran out of the station only to see more people around but not Angie.

Will you still be mine
Will you still be mine I ask

"Angie?!" Chris yelled out, spinning around and in a panic that he couldn't see her. His fingers tangled in his hair out of frustration.

"Chris?" He turned around to Angie sitting in the passenger seat with the door open and her phone in her hand and looking at him with confusion. She stood up and looked at him. "What's wrong?"

If tomorrow never comes I want you to know right now that I
I'm gonna love you until the day I die
If tomorrow falls asleep can you hold me first
I'm gonna love you like it's the last night on earth

But he didn't answer her as he pulled her into an unexpected embrace, his arms wrapped around her waist and his hands on her back. She blinked before putting her own arms around his shoulders and hugging him back. She could feel him relax into the hug and felt a sense of déjà vu of how they are in this embrace.

"I couldn't find you…I couldn't find you." Chris whispered and tightened his hold on her.

"I'm sorry. I needed the fresh air." Angie told him as she traced patterns on his back with her fingers. "Chris, what's wrong?"

"I had a…flashback or vision or whatever it is." Chris admitted as he pulled himself away from Angie's warmth embrace. "I don't know what it meant but I could still feel…the pain, the loss, the anger. When it was over, I needed to find you. Something in my gut was telling me to find you and when I didn't…"

"Hey, look at me." Angie said to him as she put her hands around his neck. "It's going to be okay. Thank you for telling me this but I'm fine –you're fine. But I'm here. You didn't lose me. You found me."

"I will always find you." Chris vowed to her and Angie felt another sense of déjà vu with those words and couldn't say or do anything back but hug him back.

Bianca's Apartment:

Bianca opened the front door of her apartment and stared in shock to see Chris standing outside of her doorway wearing dark jeans and a white t-shirt. His hair looked wet and she could smell the fresh soap smell on him. She gestured for the half Elder to step inside her place and Chris took the opportunity to put his hands around her neck and shoved her backwards as the door slammed close.

"What the hell did Lukas and Agues do to me?" Chris questioned.

Bianca stood unfazed at the position she is and smirked at him. "What makes you think they did something to you?"

"These images happened when they came back."

"Are you sure about that?" Bianca questioned as she tilted her head to the side. "Now let me go, we've played this dance before. You have had flashbacks before but not as extreme. Something shifted –it was either time or the head bump on your head or something entirely magical that caused you, Angelica, and other people in your life to have them."

Chris glared at her with anger. "Are you telling me this isn't just happening to Angie and me? Do other members of my family know?"

"I'm not sure about your cousins or siblings but I'm positive that they do have them but don't realize it because they're dreaming them." Bianca answered. "You want me to tell you what I know. Here it is: you're remembering another future."

Chris narrowed his eyes suspiciously at her. "Another future?

"You're remembering another future that doesn't exist anymore –or maybe it does but in another dimension. You lived in that other future. Do you understand what I'm telling you, Chris?"

The glare from Chris's face vanished and replaced with confusion. "I understand some of that but how do you remember?"

Bianca sighed. "That's a story for another time but you should know that your parents, your aunts, and uncles know the truth."

"What?! How? How do they know about the other future?" Chris asked.

"Almost twenty one years ago, a half witch named Chris Perry time traveled from that future to the past." Bianca told him. Green eyes widen. "Yes, it is true, Chris. You're the time traveller that help killed the Demons of Pain and the Elder Gideon."

A/N: Finally, I've updated this chapter with the cliffhanger I wanted! :D This chapter is mostly about Chris and Angie and they haven't had a sole chapter in a while. I'm very proud of this chapter and there is hint of flashbacks and more secrets too.

Latin words:

"Amor verus" (true love)

"Consecro" (curse)

"Amor sempiternus" (Eternal love)

Song: "Last Night on Earth" by Delta Goodrem. I had actually used those lyrics before in "In His Soul" on Chapter 43. Go back and check it out and see the reminder of that chapter.

I got inspired of the flashback of Chris crying from the episode of "Dexter" 5x01 when Dexter cries. You can find it on youtube and feel how haunting that cry is.

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