Chris
By: kelle24
Chris stood on the highest point of the Golden Gate Bridge staring at the City by the Bay. He orbed up here sometimes just to be close to his father. He wished that his father knew that he was his son. Only his mother and his aunts knew who he was.
He remembered when he was playing with his older brother when he felt his mother watching them. He didn't want to look up and kept on playing. That was funny he was playing with his older brother and he was a baby. He just hoped that he made a difference in young Wyatt's life. He didn't want to lose his brother the way that he did when he did in the future. He didn't lose him to death, but to evil. That is why he traveled back in time to protect his family.
His father didn't trust him at first, but slowly but surely he began to trust him. He wondered if it would have been different if he told them who he was when he arrived here. They probably wouldn't have believed him then.
He watched as a seagull flew passed him and then closed his eyes and tilted his head towards the warm suns rays. He then opened his eyes and looked down at the water down below. The gentle breeze rustling through his hair and caressed his face and arms and then he orbed out to go home.
The End
