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Chapter 2: There's Always Tomorrow

Wyatt's words echoed throughout Chris's brain. "Say yes...all you have to do... say yes" Chris was tempted; of course he was, but not seriously, not by the offer of power. But by the offer of being by his brother's side... that was different. Whatever he said, whatever he tried to pretend, Wyatt was his older brother and Chris had always looked up to Wyatt, even wanted to be like him when he was younger. Before Wyatt had turned. He looked up, Wyatt was watching him closely. He seemed to be understanding the turmoil going on in Chris's mind. Chris wasn't surprised. He had always seemed to have some kind of bond with his brother. A special bond, one which helped them understand each other. "A blood tie" he thought to himself.

Wyatt frowned impatiently. "I haven't got all day Chris" he said, "either you're with me or you're not."

Chris made up his mind. Not that it was hard, not really. He could never hurt innocent people, never threaten them with death if they didn't do as he commanded but how would Wyatt react, he wondered?

Wyatt raised one eyebrow questioningly as Chris took a deep breath. "No" stated Chris quietly but firmly. He raised his head and looked Wyatt in the eye. "You are my brother and I would do almost anything for you" continued Chris honestly, causing Wyatt to look a little uncomfortable at this unusual show of affection from Chris, "but I will not join you. I will not help you destroy yourself."

"Destroy myself?" repeated Wyatt, "I'm disappointed in you Chris, but then I expected nothing else from your choice, not really, though I did hope you would see things my way. You still haven't outgrown this good versus evil idea. You can't see that it's all about power, nothing else. But then I can't blame you, it's how we were brought up and it's hard to come to terms with the fact that our mum and aunts lived and died for a set of ideals which are worthless. That they died for nothing."

"They didn't die for nothing" shouted Chris, feeling tears come to his eyes as he though about his mother and her sisters.

Wyatt looked at Chris sympathetically. "I didn't want to believe it either at first" he said, "but that's the way some things..."

"No" denied Chris vehemently. "How can you act like this? How can you...?... never mind, if you believe that you wont listen to me." He glanced up at the sky. The sun was just rising, casting a blood reddish tinge across it.

Wyatt followed Chris's gaze, "a symbol of the day to come?" he wondered. The sound of Chris shifting his weight regained Wyatt's attention. He watched Chris, who was looking as if he was thinking of running now before it was too late. Wyatt smiled sadly. "Go" he told Chris, "if that's what you want to do, go. But I've given you a chance to come willingly so don't expect that chance again. You're too powerful an enemy to have, Chris, but I will get you on my side one way or another. Just be warned, I haven't given up yet. There's always tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that."

The two brothers linked gazes for a moment, then Chris orbed out. Wyatt's followed Chris orbs with his eyes until they were out of sight, and then he looked round the alley and at the new day just arriving. "There's always tomorrow" he repeated to himself. He would get Chris on his side eventually, after all they were brothers and blood was thicker than anything else.