Chapter 12: The Plan
"Commander," a tall, dark-haired black man, Terry Johnson, greeted as he stood up from his chair. Terry and five other squad leaders were sitting in Chris' office. "We await your orders."
"Have a seat," Chris ordered. "Drastic times call for desperate measures. Johnson, I want you to take your squads twenty through twenty nine and protect the compound. Taylor and Mathews, I want you to take each of your ten squads and cover the surrounding area. The rest of you, prepare for an offensive moves. Here's the plan. We're going to have to open two portals out of the compound. We'll have Taylor's squads go through the regular door, and push back Wyatt's demons. Mathews' and another ten squads will go out the back portal. Mathews' squads will stay in the area, while the other squad moves towards Wyatt's palace. On the right side of the compound, another portal will be opened. The rest of the squads will go through that portal, and head toward Wyatt's palace. We'll commence at oh-five-hundred hours tomorrow. I Johnson, I want you to take your men and round up any holdouts, and bring them to the compound for protection," Chris finished. He could see the apprehension in the men's faces. It was one thing to be on the defensive, it was another to poke a sleeping bear.
"But sir, how are we going to open up a portal? No one has that kind of power," one of the shocked squad leaders asked.
"I'll handle it," Chris said, standing up. "Just be at your meeting points at five tomorrow, dismissed." Then Chris strode out the door, and down the hallway. He left the room, heading back toward the conference room. Once inside, he looked around to make sure no one else was present, and locked the door. After he was certain he was alone, and would stay that way, he sat down in a chair, and waited.
"Hey," Andy said, appearing in the room. "Are you ready to do this?"
"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't. I need all my powers if we're going to do this. Let's do this," Chris said, opening up his shirt.
"Ok, this is going to hurt," Andrea said pulling a vial from her pocket. "I brewed this potion this morning. Lay down on the table." Andrea moved forwards and sliced a thin cut down Chris' stomach. She then poured the potion into the cut. Next, she cut her own palm, and pressed it against his cut. After a few seconds, the cut began to fizz and boil. Chris screamed and writhed in agony, and Andrea stood by watching.
"What's going on?" Piper yelled as she blew up the door and rushed to her son's side. "Get away from him you monster." Piper advanced on Andrea, her hands raised. "What did you do to him?"
"She saved my life," Chris said rising from the table. His cut was entirely healed, and Piper could tell something was different. "I'll see you at five. We go through with the plan." At Chris' goodbye, Andrea jumped through a portal. "Mom, you don't need to worry."
"What was that?" Piper repeated, clearly waiting for an answer.
"She just unbound my powers," Chris stated.
"Why can't you just take the un-bounding potion?" Piper asked incredulous.
"The bounding was too powerful. We had to do a different ritual. All you need to know is that now, I'm up to full power. You should get some rest. I have to send you back tomorrow." Piper could tell he was clearly holding something back, but she decided to let it go.
Hey! Sorry this wasn't that eventful of a chapter. I promise the next one will be a doosey, as well as the last one.