Chapter 6
Time was defiantly short, and his was up. He had no intention of lying down and dying and he had the backing of centuries of resolve. The only punishment that could be passed on him would have been to keep him in the place he was. But this was no punishment. He was able to cope and because of his confinement he grew stronger.
He had achieved his goal and laughed at himself because of the feelings of pride that his actions had invoked. He almost felt human. With the passing of time he knew that he would never again be able to idly sit by and ignore what was happening to humans. The time of indifference had passed.
He could not explain the feelings of affection he felt for humanity but it was present and he did not try and dismiss it as he had done so long ago.
Times had changed. He hoped he was ready.
We didn't have time to mourn their deaths. The Titans were on the rise and without the Charmed Ones the world was doomed. Wyatt and I helped Leo to save the rest of the Elders but personally I didn't see the point. I held them responsible for much of the suffering I had experienced in my life. I didn't care that this judgment wasn't fair. All I knew was that I had lost my parents and was alone. Nothing seemed to matter to me anymore. I had slipped into a deep depression that I couldn't shake off.
In addition magic was revealed to the world. It was unreal. The Titans showed themselves for the tyrants they really were and the world suffered. They had decided that humans were better off serving them like they had in ancient times. They changed the world daily into what they wanted it to be. In the chaos that was their reign they invested all kinds of horrific torture on those who disobeyed them. The population of witches was dwindling due to the many attacks by the Titans. The world was in ruin, people were in chains, and what good there was left in the world was quickly demolished. When they grew bored the Titans began forming armies for their own personal war games to pass the time. People died in masses with entire cities being wiped out in a single blow. The world was on fire.
While this was going on the remaining witches had banded together in one last stand against them. The forces of good magic decided it was time to face the truth about what had happened. They understood that without the Charmed Ones it would almost be a pointless fight, but they also knew they needed to do something. The brave few remaining decided to meet in a secret location, hidden by fairy magic.
When it was time to meet they were all instantly transported by Leo to the same place where the meeting was to take place. It was done without warning so that the Titans wouldn't figure it out. The location was in an under ground abandoned cavern. Elders, nymphs, fairies, dwarfs, leprechauns, muses, valcries, and the few witches remaining decided to pool all good magic and use it like a arrow to pierce through the protective barriers the Titans had placed around themselves. They didn't know how effective this would be but once the process started it couldn't be stopped.
The power being used would be too powerful for any mortal to wield. When asked who would be at the focus of power there were many who stepped forward. Wyatt was the first. It was at this point I noticed the change that had taken place within him. He was no longer the annoying brother that used to mess with me. I remembered all the times that he had supported me and how he was always there at the front line in the battle. We had grown closer after the death of my parents and the bond between us, the same bond the Charmed Ones had shared, was growing. He had realized his destiny and was man enough to step forward and claim it. I was proud of him. I hoped he knew that, and I hoped that one day I would be able to do the same.
The creatures of good began to gather to start the chant when someone brushed my shoulder and I was thrown into a premonition:
There was a man at the feet of the Titans telling them about his premonition of us, and them telling him to infiltrate our meeting. It was the same demon that released them. When he left, they said that they would use him as a focus to find us. They gathered their power and prepared to crush us.
As I was pulled out of my vision I saw that the witches were about to start the incantation. It was odd and then the connection hit me, I was only able to copy the powers of a demon so there had to be one in the room. Then I saw him, the demon in my vision. He was making his way towards the front of the room. I franticly signaled to Leo who orbed over. I tried to explain as fast as I could but I was too late. The chanting had started. The horror I felt at that moment I had only felt twice in my life. At the death of my parents. Leo too understood the implications of what was happening. The power around us grew and crackled in the air. We realized too late that it was what the Titans had been waiting for. As quickly as my premonition came I knew what had to be done. In hushed tones I told Leo my plan.
On the stand where Wyatt stood he began to glow as he gathered the magic to him. The power within him grew until it had no place to go and burst forth in a column that blew the roof off. It was a pillar of fire consisting of undiluted good energy that reached as far as the eye could see. The radiance of it was unmatched by any in the universe. It was so brilliant it caused many to shield their eyes, but the spell continued. Together Leo and I began to chant softly under our breaths. Wyatt could be heard screaming from within his prison of fire, but the people continued the spell, as did Leo and I.
A shadow fell across the room and everyone could feel the forces of darkness massing together to crush us. But both good and evil had a long way to go when Leo and I finished. With the last word the pillar twisted in midair and slammed into me pinning me to the cavern wall. The others looked on in shock but the spell forced them to continue. The heat from the flames was so intense that I was sure it would burn my skin from my flesh, but at the same time the power of the flames gave me a new awareness. I could feel every eye on me and knew who each of them belonged to. I could feel the tiny prickles the rock from the cavern wall on my back. On the other side of the world a child was hiding from his sister as they played a game (I was happy that there were those who could still smile), I felt a demon cowering in fear as he was about to be obliterated because he failed his master, and I could feel my brother.
The pillar of fire was running through both of us, connecting us. We knew everything the other knew. We understood the love we felt for each other and the bond between us grew to gigantic proportions. Thoughts and feelings flowed freely between the bond. I could feel his fear for me and for the people we were trying to protect. Most of all I could feel his desire to live, for me to live, but I also felt the willingness to die.
And for those eternal moments, if someone had asked me anything, I could have answered. Well, that is if I had been coherent at the time, because while this was going on the agony was slowly driving me mad. I could feel my sanity drifting away. I felt despair and knew utter failure. I was going to die a death without purpose, and because I was not strong enough, the world was going to die as well. I saw Mom in my minds eye.
Sorry I failed you.
Time was defiantly short, and his was up. He had no intention of lying down and dying and he had the backing of centuries of resolve. The only punishment that could be passed on him would have been to keep him in the place he was. But this was no punishment. He was able to cope and because of his confinement he grew stronger.
He had achieved his goal and laughed at himself because of the feelings of pride that his actions had invoked. He almost felt human. With the passing of time he knew that he would never again be able to idly sit by and ignore what was happening to humans. The time of indifference had passed.
He could not explain the feelings of affection he felt for humanity but it was present and he did not try and dismiss it as he had done so long ago.
Times had changed. He hoped he was ready.
We didn't have time to mourn their deaths. The Titans were on the rise and without the Charmed Ones the world was doomed. Wyatt and I helped Leo to save the rest of the Elders but personally I didn't see the point. I held them responsible for much of the suffering I had experienced in my life. I didn't care that this judgment wasn't fair. All I knew was that I had lost my parents and was alone. Nothing seemed to matter to me anymore. I had slipped into a deep depression that I couldn't shake off.
In addition magic was revealed to the world. It was unreal. The Titans showed themselves for the tyrants they really were and the world suffered. They had decided that humans were better off serving them like they had in ancient times. They changed the world daily into what they wanted it to be. In the chaos that was their reign they invested all kinds of horrific torture on those who disobeyed them. The population of witches was dwindling due to the many attacks by the Titans. The world was in ruin, people were in chains, and what good there was left in the world was quickly demolished. When they grew bored the Titans began forming armies for their own personal war games to pass the time. People died in masses with entire cities being wiped out in a single blow. The world was on fire.
While this was going on the remaining witches had banded together in one last stand against them. The forces of good magic decided it was time to face the truth about what had happened. They understood that without the Charmed Ones it would almost be a pointless fight, but they also knew they needed to do something. The brave few remaining decided to meet in a secret location, hidden by fairy magic.
When it was time to meet they were all instantly transported by Leo to the same place where the meeting was to take place. It was done without warning so that the Titans wouldn't figure it out. The location was in an under ground abandoned cavern. Elders, nymphs, fairies, dwarfs, leprechauns, muses, valcries, and the few witches remaining decided to pool all good magic and use it like a arrow to pierce through the protective barriers the Titans had placed around themselves. They didn't know how effective this would be but once the process started it couldn't be stopped.
The power being used would be too powerful for any mortal to wield. When asked who would be at the focus of power there were many who stepped forward. Wyatt was the first. It was at this point I noticed the change that had taken place within him. He was no longer the annoying brother that used to mess with me. I remembered all the times that he had supported me and how he was always there at the front line in the battle. We had grown closer after the death of my parents and the bond between us, the same bond the Charmed Ones had shared, was growing. He had realized his destiny and was man enough to step forward and claim it. I was proud of him. I hoped he knew that, and I hoped that one day I would be able to do the same.
The creatures of good began to gather to start the chant when someone brushed my shoulder and I was thrown into a premonition:
There was a man at the feet of the Titans telling them about his premonition of us, and them telling him to infiltrate our meeting. It was the same demon that released them. When he left, they said that they would use him as a focus to find us. They gathered their power and prepared to crush us.
As I was pulled out of my vision I saw that the witches were about to start the incantation. It was odd and then the connection hit me, I was only able to copy the powers of a demon so there had to be one in the room. Then I saw him, the demon in my vision. He was making his way towards the front of the room. I franticly signaled to Leo who orbed over. I tried to explain as fast as I could but I was too late. The chanting had started. The horror I felt at that moment I had only felt twice in my life. At the death of my parents. Leo too understood the implications of what was happening. The power around us grew and crackled in the air. We realized too late that it was what the Titans had been waiting for. As quickly as my premonition came I knew what had to be done. In hushed tones I told Leo my plan.
On the stand where Wyatt stood he began to glow as he gathered the magic to him. The power within him grew until it had no place to go and burst forth in a column that blew the roof off. It was a pillar of fire consisting of undiluted good energy that reached as far as the eye could see. The radiance of it was unmatched by any in the universe. It was so brilliant it caused many to shield their eyes, but the spell continued. Together Leo and I began to chant softly under our breaths. Wyatt could be heard screaming from within his prison of fire, but the people continued the spell, as did Leo and I.
A shadow fell across the room and everyone could feel the forces of darkness massing together to crush us. But both good and evil had a long way to go when Leo and I finished. With the last word the pillar twisted in midair and slammed into me pinning me to the cavern wall. The others looked on in shock but the spell forced them to continue. The heat from the flames was so intense that I was sure it would burn my skin from my flesh, but at the same time the power of the flames gave me a new awareness. I could feel every eye on me and knew who each of them belonged to. I could feel the tiny prickles the rock from the cavern wall on my back. On the other side of the world a child was hiding from his sister as they played a game (I was happy that there were those who could still smile), I felt a demon cowering in fear as he was about to be obliterated because he failed his master, and I could feel my brother.
The pillar of fire was running through both of us, connecting us. We knew everything the other knew. We understood the love we felt for each other and the bond between us grew to gigantic proportions. Thoughts and feelings flowed freely between the bond. I could feel his fear for me and for the people we were trying to protect. Most of all I could feel his desire to live, for me to live, but I also felt the willingness to die.
And for those eternal moments, if someone had asked me anything, I could have answered. Well, that is if I had been coherent at the time, because while this was going on the agony was slowly driving me mad. I could feel my sanity drifting away. I felt despair and knew utter failure. I was going to die a death without purpose, and because I was not strong enough, the world was going to die as well. I saw Mom in my minds eye.
Sorry I failed you.