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Chapter 9: The Summoning

The energy ball hit Chris on the shoulder slamming him back against the wall. He fell forward onto the floor heavily, then quickly rolled to the side as Wyatt sent another energy ball at him.

"How much longer are we going to have to do this, Chris?" Wyatt asked calmly, "Don't you think I've won yet?"

Chris staggered to his feet and, as an answer, flung out his hand aiming his telekinesis at Wyatt. Wyatt, however, was prepared for this and simply raised his hand creating a glowing forcefield around him.

"I'm getting bored of this now" warned Wyatt, "You can't win. So stop trying to and I'll stop hurting you."

"What, like you didn't hurt Darryl?" spat Chris angrily.

"Darryl was stupid enough to think he could stop me. I did what I had to, to prove to him that he couldn't. As I am doing with you."

"What makes you think you're more powerful than me?" Chris replied heatedly, "We have the same parents so, maybe, I have the same amount of power as you. Did you ever think of that when you were making people follow you?"

Something flickered in Wyatt's eyes before he could stop himself and Chris wondered what effect his words had had on Wyatt. Chris hadn't really thought about what he had just said, the words had just appeared in his head and anger had made them come out. 'What does he know?' thought Chris suspiciously.

"Enough of this." muttered Wyatt, angry at himself for showing signs of not being in complete control. He strode towards Chris, generating his forcefield to dispel Chris's telekinesis, and grabbed him by the arm, orbing them both out to a small room.

The room was sparsely furnished and Chris could sense the magical shields surrounding it.

"I'm better prepared this time." smirked Wyatt, regaining his normal manner, "You can't escape from here. The walls are completely protected by a very powerful, ancient spell. No magic can enter or leave except mine.

Chris, however, was hardly listening to Wyatt's words. He felt his stomach churning and the room was spinning. He gasped in pain as he felt a jolt through his body. Wyatt reached out to grab him but Chris felt himself be pulled out of the room and down into the earth.

He reformed in a gloomy and apparently empty cave. He guessed he had been shimmered down here but he had no idea why. Wyatt hadn't seemed to know what was going on either. Feeling his legs shake as he took a hesitant step forward, he paused bending over with his hands on his knees. He definitely preferred orbing.

The sound of gentle footsteps caused him to straighten up. An old woman was standing in front of him - a small and bent old woman with matted grey hair and piercing blue eyes.

"Foolish young man." she muttered, watching Chris with an appraising eye. "Ancient magic, yes, and powerful, yes also, but my ancient and powerful magic. So magic could enter or leave except his - mine could."

Chris assumed she was talking about Wyatt, but he wanted to know what he was doing here, why she had brought him here. He doubted it was to save him from Wyatt.

He opened his mouth to speak but the old woman spoke first. "I am the Oracle." she stated.

Chris waited for her to say more, but when she didn't he asked, "What do you want with me?"

"I want to save the future of dark magic." she replied still watching him closely, judging his reactions. "I want to do the deed that Wyatt will not, for as I have told him his weakness lies in his ancestry and that weakness will keep him from doing what he must. What he must do for dark magic to continue flourishing."

The Oracle paused here, her sharp gaze meeting Chris's. "I brought you here to kill you."