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Chapter 2: Future Problems
Wyatt threw Penny across the room with a flick of his wrist. "How dare you disobey me!" Wyatt roared. Wyatt made a fist and Penny clutched her throat ,unable to breath. Suddenly , Chris pushed his brother to the ground.
"You leave her alone!" Chris yelled , his voice filled with fury. While her two nephews were beginning to engage in combat Phoebe stood by the wall to stunned to do anything. She couldn't believe that her innocent , adorable little nephew could turn out to be this blood thirsty monster. She saw her daughter Penny getting up from the floor to face her cousin. With another flick of his wrist Wyatt sent her crashing into the wall once again. This made Phoebe very angry.
" Wyatt Mathew Halliwell , stop this instant!" she yelled unable to contain her fury. She levitated into the air and delivered a stinging kick to her nephew's jaw. Or…she tried to. When her foot was six inches from connecting from her nephew's jaw he put up his force field , throwing her to the ground. She landed on her feet and attempted to charge at her nephew but she was thrown backwards by an invisible magical force field.
" Sorry Aunt Phoebe", Wyatt growled , " can't let you interfere". Chris got up from the floor and flicked his wrists. Wyatt froze immediately. No one else in the room was effected.
"What do we do now?" asked Phoebe, obviously distraught.
"We can't kill him, I came here to save him" Chris said, " I know what to do". Chris telekinetically picked Wyatt up and threw him out the window. Chris thought his brother was gone. He was wrong. I'll be back, Wyatt telepathically said in Chris' head, when you least expect it. Once they were done checking for broken bones and other serious injuries they sat down on the couch. They knew it was only a matter of time before Wyatt came back.
Phoebe noticed that her daughter was trying not to look at her. She sensed strong grief and longing from her daughter. She wanted to comfort the girl but she didn't know what to say. "I'm dead aren't I", Phoebe said finally.
"Yeah", said Penny her eyes filling with tears.
"It's okay", said Chris, " I understand".
"It was my fault", burst Penny suddenly.
"Of course it wasn't baby", Phoebe said her heart breaking for her daughter.
"I was there", Penny sobbed, "I could have helped you fight the demons. I could have tried to save you. There were so many demons. I was so afraid." Phoebe could feel her daughter's pain and she wanted to make it better. She knew how her daughter must feel by seeing her again. She reached over the couch to hug the girl. The moment they touched Phoebe felt the familiar sensation of a premonition washing over her.
She felt herself being brought to the attic 15 years in the future. Unbeknownst to her she was about to witness the day of her own death.
Chapter 2: Future Problems
Wyatt threw Penny across the room with a flick of his wrist. "How dare you disobey me!" Wyatt roared. Wyatt made a fist and Penny clutched her throat ,unable to breath. Suddenly , Chris pushed his brother to the ground.
"You leave her alone!" Chris yelled , his voice filled with fury. While her two nephews were beginning to engage in combat Phoebe stood by the wall to stunned to do anything. She couldn't believe that her innocent , adorable little nephew could turn out to be this blood thirsty monster. She saw her daughter Penny getting up from the floor to face her cousin. With another flick of his wrist Wyatt sent her crashing into the wall once again. This made Phoebe very angry.
" Wyatt Mathew Halliwell , stop this instant!" she yelled unable to contain her fury. She levitated into the air and delivered a stinging kick to her nephew's jaw. Or…she tried to. When her foot was six inches from connecting from her nephew's jaw he put up his force field , throwing her to the ground. She landed on her feet and attempted to charge at her nephew but she was thrown backwards by an invisible magical force field.
" Sorry Aunt Phoebe", Wyatt growled , " can't let you interfere". Chris got up from the floor and flicked his wrists. Wyatt froze immediately. No one else in the room was effected.
"What do we do now?" asked Phoebe, obviously distraught.
"We can't kill him, I came here to save him" Chris said, " I know what to do". Chris telekinetically picked Wyatt up and threw him out the window. Chris thought his brother was gone. He was wrong. I'll be back, Wyatt telepathically said in Chris' head, when you least expect it. Once they were done checking for broken bones and other serious injuries they sat down on the couch. They knew it was only a matter of time before Wyatt came back.
Phoebe noticed that her daughter was trying not to look at her. She sensed strong grief and longing from her daughter. She wanted to comfort the girl but she didn't know what to say. "I'm dead aren't I", Phoebe said finally.
"Yeah", said Penny her eyes filling with tears.
"It's okay", said Chris, " I understand".
"It was my fault", burst Penny suddenly.
"Of course it wasn't baby", Phoebe said her heart breaking for her daughter.
"I was there", Penny sobbed, "I could have helped you fight the demons. I could have tried to save you. There were so many demons. I was so afraid." Phoebe could feel her daughter's pain and she wanted to make it better. She knew how her daughter must feel by seeing her again. She reached over the couch to hug the girl. The moment they touched Phoebe felt the familiar sensation of a premonition washing over her.
She felt herself being brought to the attic 15 years in the future. Unbeknownst to her she was about to witness the day of her own death.