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Chapter 7- To Hope For The Future
About disembodied souls:
They are normally insubstantial, but when special magic is applied to them, their small mass compresses until they are solid, leaving them about three inches tall. They are not made up of flesh and blood, but instead are made of soul matter, which is what makes up our personality and memories.
Alison groaned, staring at the huge piece of glass imbedded in her stomach. The demon was gone, vanquished by the flying glass.
As she watched, silver mist began leaking out around the edges of the wound.
"Oh no you don't," she muttered, and yanked the glass out. Strangely, she felt no pain. Or perhaps not so strange. This was her soul, not her body, that was injured. She felt a longing, an unhappiness inside her.
She tore off a strip of her shirt and jammed it into the hole in her belly. The area around it was becoming to be unfocused, fuzzy. She was fading.
Every minute became a struggle to hold on to consciousness, every breath a fight to live.
Then the struggle became too much, and as the world faded to black, she reached out through the connection of that one tantalizing kiss.
"Alex, help me..."
* * *
San Francisco, 2004
"Chris! Chris, get your butt over here!" Paige called. "Chris! We need you!" There was no reply.
Phoebe and Paige had just been attacked by a demon while shopping for shoes.
"He's not coming, sweetie," Phoebe told her, "Let's just check the book."
"Oh, all right. I really wanted those shoes. Let's see, it was blue, had three horns, and that mark thing on its forehead. See if it says anything about these." Paige handed her one of the thin needles the demon had thrown at them.
Phoebe looked through the Book, searching. "Oh here it is, he's a Lyslor demon, upper level. There's no vanquishing potion, but he can blow up. Looks like we have to get Piper.
"I don't know, she's pregnant, we probably shouldn't disturb her." Paige was worried.
"Well we don't have a choice, that's the only way to vanquish this demon.," Phoebe replied.
Paige sighed. "I guess we don't have a choice then. Chris!" she called again, starting to get worried. "I am going to vanquish his ass!" Where the hell is he?!"
"I'm sure he's busy somewhere," Phoebe said. "Leo!"
Leo appeared in a swirl of blue lights. He smiled at them, "Blessed be."
"Uh-huh," Phoebe said, "Chris is missing and the only way to vanquish a Lyslor demon is for Piper to blow him up. We need to go get her."
"Chris is missing?"
"Yeah, can you sense him?" Leo closed his eyes and reached out with his mind.
"No," he replied, worried, "I don't know where he is, even if he was underground I could sense him, because he's my son. It's like he's vanished completely."
"Maybe he went back to his time. A few weeks ago he made me touch this letter to get a premonition from it. I think it was from the future, he might have gone there."
"You don't have your powers."
"I did then, that was before I lost them."
"If that's the case, we should just continue on without him. He'll come back when he is ready."
"If he comes back at all, that is," Paige muttered pessimistically.
"I'm sure he will," Leo assured her.
The Future
Her soul's in a what?!" Alex exploded.
"A magical jar. The only way to get her out is to break the jar. And the only way to get into the room where the jar is is for one's soul to leave one's body.
"How I break a jar if I'm insubstantial?" Alex demanded.
"Well, disembodied souls can be condensed into solid people, about three inches tall."
"I'll do it!" Alex volunteered.
"No." Chris dismissed the idea immediately. "We don't even know where this room is, and you can't heal."
"I can use the power- switching spell. And I have a connection to her. I should go."
"It would be easier for me to go. I know the inside of Wyatt's fortress better. I can orb out if I get in trouble."
"In soul form I could instantly return to my body if I wanted to. You know that."
"Actually, James should probably go," Maka interrupted. He can heal. You two can't."
"But I could use the power-switching spell," Alex repeated. Besides, I have a connection with her."
"She's my niece, and my responsibility! I should go."
"She's my girlfriend and I won't let anything happen to her!"
"James would be able to heal her, and the power-switching spell takes time!"
"She might not even need healing!"
"What if she does?!"
"I'm the strongest witch other than her, I can protect her the best!"
"She can take care of her self!"
"Not if she's unconscious!"
"If she is she'll need to be healed!!"
"And someone needs to defend her!!"
"Not if James heals her!!"
"She's my niece, and I am going!!"
"Whoa, people, calm down." Veronica, an elder, said to them. "Arguing isn't going to save Alison. No one can go until we find her."
"Okay, let's scry for her. Since she's my niece, we can use my blood."
"That makes sense. Do you have a map of Wyatt's fortress?"
"Yeah, actually, I do. It is magic, so it has even the secret rooms on it." Chris orbed the map onto his hands, along with a crystal. He laid the map out on the table.
Alex grabbed a knife from the kitchen and handed it to Chris, who shivered, the drew the edge along his palm, opening a shallow cut. Blood began to well out. He let a few drops fall onto the crystal, then James healed his cut.
He wrapped the end of the string around the knife, and began swirling it in a circle. Nothing happened.
Alex gasped as he heard a voice within his mind. "Alex, help me!" He grabbed the knife from Chris, and the crystal stuck fast to a tiny room on the map.
"Okay, I'm going now," he said.
Chris saw that there was no point in arguing. "All right, but we have to make the potion to separate a soul from its body without killing the person, and another to shrink the soul. Let's get started. Alex, you have to memorize the power-switching spell. We have a witch to rescue."
"I'll get started on the first potion; can you handle the second, Chris?" Maka said.
"Yeah, sure. Let's go." They ran to the kitchen, and began opening shelves still stocked with herbs. In fact, all the potion-making stuff was still intact, a part of the museum.
Alex sat down next to the Book, (they had brought it downstairs) and began going over the spell in his mind. After what seemed like an eternity, Chris and Maka came back out of the kitchen brandishing potions.
Alex took a deep breath, and lay down next to Alison. Then he grabbed the potions and swallowed them.
There was an eerie silence and his body went limp. Then his soul slowly floated out of his body. It was transparent, and he looked scared.
The second potion took effect, and his soul condensed into a tiny, solid figure, which disappeared with a pop.
When he reappeared, he was in a corner of a giant room, or at least it seemed giant to him, and they were behind a desk.
Alison was lying on the ground, not moving. Her face was pale, and her stomach was almost completely gone. He knelt beside her, and began to talk, praying that this spell would work.
"What's mine is yours.
What's yours is mine.
Let our powers cross the line.
I offer you this gift to share.
Switch our powers through the air."
Glows rose from each of them and switched places. Alex took a deep breath in and laid his hands on her, willing the wound to heal. Nothing happened. She was as still as ever, her chest barely rising and falling.
He started to cry.
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Chapter 7- To Hope For The Future
About disembodied souls:
They are normally insubstantial, but when special magic is applied to them, their small mass compresses until they are solid, leaving them about three inches tall. They are not made up of flesh and blood, but instead are made of soul matter, which is what makes up our personality and memories.
Alison groaned, staring at the huge piece of glass imbedded in her stomach. The demon was gone, vanquished by the flying glass.
As she watched, silver mist began leaking out around the edges of the wound.
"Oh no you don't," she muttered, and yanked the glass out. Strangely, she felt no pain. Or perhaps not so strange. This was her soul, not her body, that was injured. She felt a longing, an unhappiness inside her.
She tore off a strip of her shirt and jammed it into the hole in her belly. The area around it was becoming to be unfocused, fuzzy. She was fading.
Every minute became a struggle to hold on to consciousness, every breath a fight to live.
Then the struggle became too much, and as the world faded to black, she reached out through the connection of that one tantalizing kiss.
"Alex, help me..."
* * *
San Francisco, 2004
"Chris! Chris, get your butt over here!" Paige called. "Chris! We need you!" There was no reply.
Phoebe and Paige had just been attacked by a demon while shopping for shoes.
"He's not coming, sweetie," Phoebe told her, "Let's just check the book."
"Oh, all right. I really wanted those shoes. Let's see, it was blue, had three horns, and that mark thing on its forehead. See if it says anything about these." Paige handed her one of the thin needles the demon had thrown at them.
Phoebe looked through the Book, searching. "Oh here it is, he's a Lyslor demon, upper level. There's no vanquishing potion, but he can blow up. Looks like we have to get Piper.
"I don't know, she's pregnant, we probably shouldn't disturb her." Paige was worried.
"Well we don't have a choice, that's the only way to vanquish this demon.," Phoebe replied.
Paige sighed. "I guess we don't have a choice then. Chris!" she called again, starting to get worried. "I am going to vanquish his ass!" Where the hell is he?!"
"I'm sure he's busy somewhere," Phoebe said. "Leo!"
Leo appeared in a swirl of blue lights. He smiled at them, "Blessed be."
"Uh-huh," Phoebe said, "Chris is missing and the only way to vanquish a Lyslor demon is for Piper to blow him up. We need to go get her."
"Chris is missing?"
"Yeah, can you sense him?" Leo closed his eyes and reached out with his mind.
"No," he replied, worried, "I don't know where he is, even if he was underground I could sense him, because he's my son. It's like he's vanished completely."
"Maybe he went back to his time. A few weeks ago he made me touch this letter to get a premonition from it. I think it was from the future, he might have gone there."
"You don't have your powers."
"I did then, that was before I lost them."
"If that's the case, we should just continue on without him. He'll come back when he is ready."
"If he comes back at all, that is," Paige muttered pessimistically.
"I'm sure he will," Leo assured her.
The Future
Her soul's in a what?!" Alex exploded.
"A magical jar. The only way to get her out is to break the jar. And the only way to get into the room where the jar is is for one's soul to leave one's body.
"How I break a jar if I'm insubstantial?" Alex demanded.
"Well, disembodied souls can be condensed into solid people, about three inches tall."
"I'll do it!" Alex volunteered.
"No." Chris dismissed the idea immediately. "We don't even know where this room is, and you can't heal."
"I can use the power- switching spell. And I have a connection to her. I should go."
"It would be easier for me to go. I know the inside of Wyatt's fortress better. I can orb out if I get in trouble."
"In soul form I could instantly return to my body if I wanted to. You know that."
"Actually, James should probably go," Maka interrupted. He can heal. You two can't."
"But I could use the power-switching spell," Alex repeated. Besides, I have a connection with her."
"She's my niece, and my responsibility! I should go."
"She's my girlfriend and I won't let anything happen to her!"
"James would be able to heal her, and the power-switching spell takes time!"
"She might not even need healing!"
"What if she does?!"
"I'm the strongest witch other than her, I can protect her the best!"
"She can take care of her self!"
"Not if she's unconscious!"
"If she is she'll need to be healed!!"
"And someone needs to defend her!!"
"Not if James heals her!!"
"She's my niece, and I am going!!"
"Whoa, people, calm down." Veronica, an elder, said to them. "Arguing isn't going to save Alison. No one can go until we find her."
"Okay, let's scry for her. Since she's my niece, we can use my blood."
"That makes sense. Do you have a map of Wyatt's fortress?"
"Yeah, actually, I do. It is magic, so it has even the secret rooms on it." Chris orbed the map onto his hands, along with a crystal. He laid the map out on the table.
Alex grabbed a knife from the kitchen and handed it to Chris, who shivered, the drew the edge along his palm, opening a shallow cut. Blood began to well out. He let a few drops fall onto the crystal, then James healed his cut.
He wrapped the end of the string around the knife, and began swirling it in a circle. Nothing happened.
Alex gasped as he heard a voice within his mind. "Alex, help me!" He grabbed the knife from Chris, and the crystal stuck fast to a tiny room on the map.
"Okay, I'm going now," he said.
Chris saw that there was no point in arguing. "All right, but we have to make the potion to separate a soul from its body without killing the person, and another to shrink the soul. Let's get started. Alex, you have to memorize the power-switching spell. We have a witch to rescue."
"I'll get started on the first potion; can you handle the second, Chris?" Maka said.
"Yeah, sure. Let's go." They ran to the kitchen, and began opening shelves still stocked with herbs. In fact, all the potion-making stuff was still intact, a part of the museum.
Alex sat down next to the Book, (they had brought it downstairs) and began going over the spell in his mind. After what seemed like an eternity, Chris and Maka came back out of the kitchen brandishing potions.
Alex took a deep breath, and lay down next to Alison. Then he grabbed the potions and swallowed them.
There was an eerie silence and his body went limp. Then his soul slowly floated out of his body. It was transparent, and he looked scared.
The second potion took effect, and his soul condensed into a tiny, solid figure, which disappeared with a pop.
When he reappeared, he was in a corner of a giant room, or at least it seemed giant to him, and they were behind a desk.
Alison was lying on the ground, not moving. Her face was pale, and her stomach was almost completely gone. He knelt beside her, and began to talk, praying that this spell would work.
"What's mine is yours.
What's yours is mine.
Let our powers cross the line.
I offer you this gift to share.
Switch our powers through the air."
Glows rose from each of them and switched places. Alex took a deep breath in and laid his hands on her, willing the wound to heal. Nothing happened. She was as still as ever, her chest barely rising and falling.
He started to cry.
Reviews:
WinterBlaze: Thank you! I read your story and reviewed it, it's good.