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Chapter 3
Jaclyn closed her eyes and got ready to die.
Chris felt a strange sensation cover his body. He dissolved in a cloud of blue lights, rematerializing just long enough to grab Jaclyn and take her to safety.
He and Jaclyn fell to the floor, safe in her bedroom. "Are you okay?" He asked, "This is all my fault!"
Jaclyn just laughed it off. "I'm fine. You saved me!" It was amazing how she could change from ecstatic to desolate to terrified to happy, in just the space of a few minutes.
"I wouldn't have had to save you if I had been more careful," he felt so guilty.
"It's no problem. Besides, we discovered a new power, you can teleport! Here, let me look it up." She opened up her book, finally finding the page she sought.
"What's it called?" Chris asked eagerly.
"Orbing. It's a whitelighter power; those are guardian angels, for witches. Maybe your father is one of those, and he has to protect witches all the time, so that's why he's gone so much."
"Maybe." This put a whole new spin on things, now he knew why his father was gone so often.
"I bet your father was your mother's whitelighter, and they fell in love." She sighed. "How romantic."
"Uh-huh." Chris still hated his father; he could have taken a bit of time off to see his son.
The green, scaly demon faced the group, of maybe a half dozen demons just like him.
"We must attack now, before he reaches his full potential! We will kill the son of the Charmed One, before he becomes a threat! Tomorrow, we will kill Christopher Halliwell!"
The demons gave a resounding cheer. They would fight to the death if necessary.
She silenced him with a kiss. "It's okay Chris, how many times do I have tell you? We should work on your orbing, too. After all, it's what will save you, if you're in danger."
"Why would I be in danger?"
"I don't know."
Chris looked at his watch. "Oh no! I have to be home in five minutes, there's no way I can get there in time! My mom is going to kill me!"
"So orb there." She smiled.
"I don't know how."
"Just concentrate on your home, and how you want to be there."
He tried it, but nothing happened. "It's not working," he complained.
"Try harder," she told him, "Relax."
He took a deep breath, and disappeared in a swirl of blue lights. He stopped out front of her house long enough to grab his backpack and bike, then continued home.
Prue was looking outside, at the empty street. If Chris didn't get here in four minutes, his mom would kill him for breaking curfew.
She took one last look outside, and, seeing no one, turned away.
Then the bell rang, and she started in surprise. It was Chris. How did he get here? She was sure she had seen no one go up the walk. She pushed the thought out of her mind. She must have just missed him.
"Hi Prue," Chris said. She frowned; she could tell that he was hiding something. She didn't know what, but she would find out. She always did.
"Hey mom," Chris said, coming into the living room.
She glanced at the clock. He had made curfew by just two minutes. "So, what did you do at Jaclyn's house?" She asked, feigning idle curiosity.
"Oh, we just hung out. Watched TV, you know," he lied.
"Oh, I see." She thought he was lying, but couldn't be sure. She thought of getting Phoebe to check, but that would be overkill, wouldn't it?
Chris threw his backpack down, and went up to his room.
He lay down on his bed, and practiced levitating pencils. By the time he was done, he could make a pencil rise into the air, and spin around. He smiled. This was going better than he thought!
He threw his pillow against the wall, watching it impact. He threw a chair, the various items of clothing from the floor. By the time he was done, his room was a mess.
He slowly put everything backing its place, trying not to curse whenever something fell, or didn't go where he wanted it to.
Finally he was finished, and he telekinetically turned the light off, and went to sleep.
A/N: Okay, here it is, chapter 3. If you have any suggestions, feel free to tell me. Also, check out my other story, if you haven't read it.
