A/N: Hi to all!
First: Sorry it has taken so long to get this up. I've been revamping my entire story. Turns out this thing has a life of its own and will be much, much longer that I had previously thought. And now with my crazy school schedule, I'm sorry to say that my postings are going to be pretty irregular. Please be patient with me while I work things out.
Second: I suggest that you reread the other chapters of this story because I rearranged and added things to previous chapters. Nothing huge, but it will give you some extra insight to a character that I will introduce later.
Third: Thank you so much to everyone who reviews, I really appreciate it, and need it. The good and the bad. I never thought reviews would affect me but boy was I wrong. It's like a drug, and I'm hooked. Thanks for reading. And thanks to my faithful reviewers, you know who you are.
Chapter 8
I knew one of the first things I had to was to find a muse. That wasn't going to be a problem but convincing her to help would be slightly more difficult. I had been watching the manor and decided that the easiest way would be to take the Charmed One's muse. I orbed to the attic and began flipping through the book to find the spell that Phoebe had added to the muse page. When she appeared I said the truth spell. As a muse she understood what I was doing and only stood there and waited for me to explain.
"I would really suggest that you don't ask me any questions that I can't answer, and you know as well as I that by tomorrow you won't remember anything." She was extraordinarily calm so I couldn't decipher what she was thinking.
"Who are you?" Of course that was going to be her first question. I only needed to find a way to answer without lying.
"My name is Chris, I'm from the future." Chris... I stopped my pacing the room to look at her.
"Only a first name?" she asked, distracting me from my thought. "Ok, from the look on your face I assume that is one of the questions I'm not supposed to ask. Why have you summoned me?"
"I need you to inspire someone for me...a demon."
"What! You know that is not allowed."
"This demon is going to summon the Titans in twenty years, I need him to do it sooner than that. I think that with my knowledge of the future they can be defeated." She didn't seem convinced.
"You know I'm not lying. Please... I need your help."
She was a long time in answering, weighing all her options. "Alright."
"And you can't tell anyone."
She studied me for a few seconds and made her decision. "Fine, when do you need me to inspire him."
"As soon as possible."
I released her from the spell making her visible and she left. I had done all I could do and with her help the demon would figure it out in a matter of weeks. He had been in the verge of finding the answer for years but the idiot couldn't see what was right in front of his face, thus the inspiration. When he figured things out, I would be ready.
Chris...
I then made contact with several of my old informants in the underworld. Convincing them was not as hard as I had originally thought it would be. A slight demonstration of my powers and they knew that it would be better for them if they helped me. Once that was accomplished there was nothing more for me to do but wait. That plan lasted for all of about five minutes and then I orbed out to find my family.
I knew the story about the monkey totem pole and that it started at the fair at about this time. I needed to see my mom again before all this happened. From a crowd she wouldn't notice anyone watching. I had been looking for about ten minutes and still hadn't found them so I walked over to the ponies and leaned on the fence and watched the kids ride them. I heard a familiar voice behind me and was about to turn when someone brushed against my back and I was thrown into a premonition.
"Wyatt is finally sleeping through the night, my hormones are back in whack, and Leo and I are finally...well..." "Back in the saddle." "So to speak." "Yea you. God I miss Sex!" / "So, your still and Elder then?" / "The second sister is a time witch" / "I think we need to make it official...legal." / "Marry me." / "I'm pregnant!"
When I was finally released from the vision I could only stare in shock. The implications of what I had seen were running rampant in my mind. I couldn't even fathom what I had seen. I knew that most of it had happened in the future, but I couldn't accept the meaning of it. I needed to get out of there. I felt a primal urge to flee. With no regard for the consequences I orbed out and reappeared in the attic. I walked over to the book to try and figure out what I had seen.
First: Sorry it has taken so long to get this up. I've been revamping my entire story. Turns out this thing has a life of its own and will be much, much longer that I had previously thought. And now with my crazy school schedule, I'm sorry to say that my postings are going to be pretty irregular. Please be patient with me while I work things out.
Second: I suggest that you reread the other chapters of this story because I rearranged and added things to previous chapters. Nothing huge, but it will give you some extra insight to a character that I will introduce later.
Third: Thank you so much to everyone who reviews, I really appreciate it, and need it. The good and the bad. I never thought reviews would affect me but boy was I wrong. It's like a drug, and I'm hooked. Thanks for reading. And thanks to my faithful reviewers, you know who you are.
Chapter 8
I knew one of the first things I had to was to find a muse. That wasn't going to be a problem but convincing her to help would be slightly more difficult. I had been watching the manor and decided that the easiest way would be to take the Charmed One's muse. I orbed to the attic and began flipping through the book to find the spell that Phoebe had added to the muse page. When she appeared I said the truth spell. As a muse she understood what I was doing and only stood there and waited for me to explain.
"I would really suggest that you don't ask me any questions that I can't answer, and you know as well as I that by tomorrow you won't remember anything." She was extraordinarily calm so I couldn't decipher what she was thinking.
"Who are you?" Of course that was going to be her first question. I only needed to find a way to answer without lying.
"My name is Chris, I'm from the future." Chris... I stopped my pacing the room to look at her.
"Only a first name?" she asked, distracting me from my thought. "Ok, from the look on your face I assume that is one of the questions I'm not supposed to ask. Why have you summoned me?"
"I need you to inspire someone for me...a demon."
"What! You know that is not allowed."
"This demon is going to summon the Titans in twenty years, I need him to do it sooner than that. I think that with my knowledge of the future they can be defeated." She didn't seem convinced.
"You know I'm not lying. Please... I need your help."
She was a long time in answering, weighing all her options. "Alright."
"And you can't tell anyone."
She studied me for a few seconds and made her decision. "Fine, when do you need me to inspire him."
"As soon as possible."
I released her from the spell making her visible and she left. I had done all I could do and with her help the demon would figure it out in a matter of weeks. He had been in the verge of finding the answer for years but the idiot couldn't see what was right in front of his face, thus the inspiration. When he figured things out, I would be ready.
Chris...
I then made contact with several of my old informants in the underworld. Convincing them was not as hard as I had originally thought it would be. A slight demonstration of my powers and they knew that it would be better for them if they helped me. Once that was accomplished there was nothing more for me to do but wait. That plan lasted for all of about five minutes and then I orbed out to find my family.
I knew the story about the monkey totem pole and that it started at the fair at about this time. I needed to see my mom again before all this happened. From a crowd she wouldn't notice anyone watching. I had been looking for about ten minutes and still hadn't found them so I walked over to the ponies and leaned on the fence and watched the kids ride them. I heard a familiar voice behind me and was about to turn when someone brushed against my back and I was thrown into a premonition.
"Wyatt is finally sleeping through the night, my hormones are back in whack, and Leo and I are finally...well..." "Back in the saddle." "So to speak." "Yea you. God I miss Sex!" / "So, your still and Elder then?" / "The second sister is a time witch" / "I think we need to make it official...legal." / "Marry me." / "I'm pregnant!"
When I was finally released from the vision I could only stare in shock. The implications of what I had seen were running rampant in my mind. I couldn't even fathom what I had seen. I knew that most of it had happened in the future, but I couldn't accept the meaning of it. I needed to get out of there. I felt a primal urge to flee. With no regard for the consequences I orbed out and reappeared in the attic. I walked over to the book to try and figure out what I had seen.