Secrets Within
Chapter Nine: Evil's Emancipation
Four figures shimmered in. Everyone in the room started to attack the figures. A blue bubble appeared around them, stopping all the attacks from hitting. "Stop!" said familiar voice. It was Chris. Their attacks immediately ceased, and they looked at the figures that had entered.
Chris, looking tired, upset, and furious.
Leo, in a dead faint on the floor, pale and sickly.
Harry, a tapestry of scars and cuts, half healed.
They were alright. For a second, none of them noticed the fourth figure.
"Wyatt" they all breathed at once, at least, all who knew him.
He held his hands up in surrender. "Please. Give me another chance. Let me explain. Can't you see the evil all around you, which preaches the good?" he said, loudly. They all looked at Chris, who nodded.
"There are times for explanations, and times for action. Now is a time for action." He said, silencing their protests. "Mom, can you tap into my powers at will now?" he asked. Piper nodded. "Where's Wyatt?" he asked. They all pointed at Wyatt, standing behind him. Chris rolled his eyes, and shook his head.
"The other Wyatt!" he exclaimed. "God!" he muttered. Little Wyatt orbed in, feeling Chris's presence.
"Hey Wy," said Chris. "Can you do me a favour?"
Little Wyatt was eager to please. He nodded his head happily. "I want you to try as hard as you can to heal Harry." He said. Little Wyatt nodded.
"Piper, you need to help." Piper came over, and all of them held their hands over Harry, and the light that formed was not golden, as it would have been had only one of them been trying, but a pure white light. Harry stirred slowly. He rubbed his eyes, and blinked.
Uncle Wyatt the younger. Grandma Piper. Daddy. Uncle Wyatt the older. Wait. Hold Up. Uncle Wyatt the older? He gave a tiny yelp, and orbed away quickly. Chris put his hand in his orbs, stopping him.
"Harry, it's okay." He said. "Uncle Wyatt won't hurt you. He's going to explain." Harry looked confused, but nodded.
He saw his mom, and ran to her. "Mommy!" In the confusion, no-one had noticed Rosie. Now they did. "Rosie!" they all cried. She grinned.
"Well, I think we'll save the introductions until later." She said. "Wyatt should explain himself"
Watt looked at his feet, blushing.
"It started when I was sixteen. I was going out with a girl, who I really liked." They all looked at him strangely. What did a girl have to do with it?
"Just listen, okay? Anyway, I really liked her. But then she um... well... she got pregnant. I kept it from everyone, and when she had the kid, I tried to keep it from everyone. I didn't want everyone knowing, because I was ashamed. Also I thought the less people knowing the better, because fewer demons would know. But it didn't quite work that way. She was about three weeks old, and the demons came for her. Hey kidnapped her. I went after them, and killed them.
They'd already attacked her though, and she was dying. I didn't know what to do, because I couldn't heal her. I went to the elders. I begged them for their help, yet they ignored me. They told me she was a mistake, and that she shouldn't exist. I begged they see differently. They didn't. My daughter died and they just sat and watched.
As if that wasn't enough. I was really angry at them, though at the same time I was grieving. Then when they killed her mother, because they 'couldn't risk it happening again' it was worse. I turned my back on them, told them they would regret it." Wyatt stopped, obviously pained. Tears rolled down his cheeks, and his once cold eyes were filled with emotion that he hadn't allowed to show.
Chris and the others looked amazed at the revelation that Wyatt had had a daughter. "What-"he said. Wyatt understood.
"My daughters name was Piper." He smiled, and Piper looked delighted. "It was the best "P" name I could think of. I hoped you wouldn't mind, mom," he said, smiling. Piper shook her head. She didn't mind at all.
Wyatt continued with his story. "I was overcome with jealousy. It seemed to me as if the elders hated love. I decided to organise the underworld. Once I had completed that, I started to take out my jealousy on innocents. I told the demons to find the most powerful, magical, sources of love, and kill them. I didn't want anyone being able to experience this love, while I was deprived of it.
I didn't realise I was condemning my family. I had given them demons enough power to overcome my family, even. I had made a mistake. Within weeks, the only generation of my family left was my own. Chris had protected them, even without his powers he was a better witch than me. I had a premonition. It was of Chris and Rosie, happy together. And Harry.
I had convinced myself that no-one deserved love, and set out to find her myself. When I did, I kept stalling, secretly hoping that someone would come and save her, then take her away so she and Chris would never meet. Suddenly Chris burst in, and he saved her. I realised I had been a pawn of fate, and I didn't like it" Wyatt paused, allowing them to process the information.
"Si I'd organised the underworld, and all the demons were under my control. But I needed a way to make Chris go to the past, and stop it from happening. I needed him to cut the family off from the elders, before they could hurt us. There would be consequences, I knew. We wouldn't be able to go to magic school, and learn what we did.
We would become lax about personal gain.
We would have to clean up all of our own messes, without the cleaners help.
But it would eventually save the world from what it had become. So I did it. I created a spell to travel through time, and placed it in the book. When Chris was looking for an answer, it would automatically turn to that page. He found it. All I needed to do now was to tell Chris all this, and tell him what he had to do. So I kept luring him to the underworld, trying to tell him. He wouldn't listen though. He ran away time and time again.
I kept trying, but he didn't listen. When Harry was born, he envy rose in me again. But I loved my nephew. I tried to fight it, and did all that I could to make that unvoiced bond disappear. Slowly, I felt as if it had. But it hadn't, all I had done with my emotions was drown them, and put on an act, an act that had been designed for originally one purpose, to scare the elders, make them sorry.
But in truth, they didn't care. They said that it was the destined end of the world. All that it did was kill millions, scare billions. O I came to the past. I thought I'd see how Chris was doing. He threw me back through a portal. I should have been angry, but I was pleased. It meant that he hadn't changed his powers while he was here, and that he must be nearly done. He had his powers. I went straight to Harry. Just as I had hoped, Chris came and got him.
So I went and got Rosie. Bring her too the past too, I thought. I told a few of my demons to go for him, and harm him so that he couldn't be healed by Chris's power. They weren't meant to hurt him that much, but I had made a mistake, the same one I had originally. I hadn't gained control over them, yet I tried to manipulate them. Chris came to me, as I thought he would. He'd seen the light, and I tried to help. It didn't work, which brings us to now." Wyatt finished.
