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Whoever he had fallen on yelped. Chris jumped off his bed and turned his light on, hands out and ready to attack if need be. But the person he had fallen on was not his enemy.
"Sky!" Chris cried, eyes wide with shock.
"Did you have to all on top of me?" Sky grumbled. "I'm in enough pain as it is."
It was Sky all right. It wasn't that Chris wasn't happy to see his sister, but he was shocked! Wyatt had kidnapped Sky months ago. None of them – him, his parents, his aunts – could sense her and they had assumed Wyatt had killed her. But here she was, sitting on his bed.
"Everyone thought you were dead! They'll be so thrilled to see you! Aunt Phoebe's the only one home. I'll go get her," Chris said excitedly, turning to scream for Phoebe. But Sky grabbed his wrist and stopped him. He turned and, for the first time, took her in.
Sky was a mess. Her brown hair was unclean and knotted. She wore a set of brown rags that had, at one time, been a dress. It had short sleeves that reached the tips of her shoulders and the skirt part came only to a few inches above her knees. She was barefoot. On her face, arms, legs, and feet were horrible bruises and cuts – some old and some new. She had several scars as well. Her skin was covered in dirt, as well, as if she hadn't bathed in months. Her normally cheerful eyes were sad and empty.
"What did Wyatt do to you?" Chris asked gently, sitting beside her.
"He turned me into his own personal slave," Sky mumbled, ashamed. She looked down at the blue bedspread. "You can't imagine the things he-"She cut off and forced her tears to stay away.
Chris placed his hand over his little sister's hand. "It's okay. You escaped. You're home now. You're safe and I won't let anything happen to you. Let me go get Phoebe. She'll know what to do."
"No! Chris, you can't. I can't stay here. I-I have to go back to him," Sky replied shakily.
"But look what he's done to you! You look like he put you through target practice and you were the target," Chris argued.
Sky forced a smile. "He did worse. But I have to go back. I only came to warn you."
"Warn me of what?" Chris asked, puzzled.
"Of his plan," Sky replied. "Wyatt's gotten stronger, Chris, much stronger. He plans on attacking mom, Aunt Phoebe, and Aunt Paige. He wants to kill them and he's powerful enough to do so."
"We have to warn them! Come on, we'll go downstairs to Aunt Phoebe. You can tell her everything you know," Chris urged, standing. He tugged at Sky's hand, trying to get her to stand.
"Chris, stop!" Sky pleaded. "Even if I could, I wouldn't."
Chris frowned, puzzled. "Could?"
Sky bit her lip. "Wyatt h-hurt my legs. I can't walk or even stand. So I couldn't go downstairs even if I wanted to. And I don't want to. Let them think he killed me. It's better than them knowing Wyatt's been torturing me and worse."
"But they can help you! We can keep you safe and keep Wyatt from attacking you again. Please, Sky. You can't go back to him. Look what he's done to you!" Chris replied, on the verge of tears himself. It killed him to see his little sister in so much pain. Sky was only fourteen. It wasn't fair that Wyatt had taken her.
"Just warn them for me, okay? Wyatt plans on attacking within the next week. They need to be prepared. If they aren't, he'll kill them," Sky informed him, eyes filled with concern, worry, and tears.
"Sky, you have to come home. Please. I won't let you leave," Chris begged. He grabbed her hand and held tight. If she orbed out, he'd end up going with her and he knew she'd never let that happen. "AUNT PHOEBE!"
Sky whimpered. "Chris, no! If I don't get back soon, Wyatt will come looking for me and he'll attack before they're ready! He-he'll keep me alive just to torture me and he'll kill you! He'll kill our parents and our aunts. We can't let that happen. Please, let my hand go!"
Chris shook his head, tightening his grip. "AUNT PHOEBE, HURRY!!" His fingernails dug into Sky's skin.
"Chris!" Tears filled Sky's eyes. But she didn't have a chance to argue. Phoebe had come running up the steps and burst into Chris's room.
"What's wrong? What- oh my god," Phoebe gasped, her eyes falling upon the bloody and beaten Sky. She took slow steps forward.
"Wyatt did this to her. He's been holding her captive," Chris told his Aunt, his tone bitter and filled with hate.
Sky whimpered, still trying to tug her hand away from Chris but he was hell-bent on keeping her from leaving and his fingernails dug into her skin more.
"Sky," Phoebe whispered. "W-we thought you were . . ."
"She keeps trying to leave," Chris said. "I can't let her hand go."
"We need the others here. I'll take her hand. You go and get your mom and Paige, okay?" Phoebe asked, moving to Sky's side and taking her free hand and holding tightly.
Chris nodded, reluctantly letting Sky's hand go. He glanced at her empty eyes once more before orbing out.
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Chris orbed into his mom's office at her new job. Since Wyatt had taken over the club, she'd been left jobless and now she owned her won restaurant, P4. Chris left the office and made his way to the dining area where he spotted his mom talking to a waiter.
"Mom!" Chris called, rushing over and to her side.
Piper blinked at Chris in confusion. "Chris, hi. How'd you get in here?" She asked, but with a strained tone. She knew he had orbed but how would she explain that to her employees? There were only two entrances to P4: the main one and the alley one. Since it was obvious he hadn't come in the main door and the alley door was locked on the outside, it'd be tough to explain.
"Uh, the alley entrance. It wasn't locked" Chris cleared his throat. "We need you at home. It's an emergency."
Piper forced a smile. "I'm kind of busy at the moment. Can't your Aunt Phoebe and Paige handle it?"
Chris narrowed his eyes a bit. "Well, they could. But this kind of needs the three of you," he replied, emphasizing the word 'three.'
"But I really need to be here," Piper replied, glancing nervously at the waiter, who was watching them with a confused expression. She looked back at Chris and smiled sweetly.
Chris was silent. He had to think of someway to tell his mom about Sky without giving the band agent any more of a reason to ask question. He had to hurry, too, because he knew Wyatt would be searching for Sky very shortly.
"See, they'd handle it themselves but there's this very powerful de-"
Piper froze the room before Chris could finish his sentence. "Are you nuts? Everyone can hear you!"
"Well it got you to stop and listen to me, didn't it?" Chris argued. "You have to come home now." He paused, his expression softening. "Sky came home."
"W-what? But-"Piper gasped. "Sky's dead, Chris. That isn't funny," she said angrily.
"She's not. Wyatt's been holding her captive. He tortured her, mom. She looks really bad. And she's trying to warn us. But she wants to go back to him. She can't! You should see- Just, please. We have to go get Aunt Paige and get back to Sky and Aunt Phoebe fast."
Piper nodded slowly, unfreezing the room. "I'm sorry, Pete," she told the waiter. "I have to go. I'm sorry. We can work out the staff's raise later on today."
Mr. Carleton nodded at her. "That sounds fine and I hope everything works out."
Piper smiled and nodded, following Chris to the back where he orbed her to Paige at Magic School.
"Chris! Piper! What are you guys doing here?" Paige asked, looking up from the paper she was grading.
"Emergency at home. Gotta go now," Piper said shortly, still fighting off her tears.
Paige nodded and stood. She went to Chris's side and took his hand. He orbed them all back to his room where Phoebe was struggling to keep a grip on Sky's hand.
"Sky!" Paige exclaimed, dropping Chris's hand.
Sky glanced up at her family, eyes wide. What had Chris done? Now they knew she was alive and they'd fight more to protect her and forget about preparing to battle Wyatt. She was about to voice her protests when an immense pain hit her in her stomach. She bent double and screamed.
