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Chapter 16: The Second of Two Meetings
Darryl cautiously pushed open the door of the abandoned warehouse, where he had arranged to meet Chris's resistance friends at. He walked in listening intently, but he couldn't hear anything. Assuming that he had arrived first he sat down to wait.
Crouching behind one of the numerous stacks of crates in the warehouse Marc and Kelise watched Darryl as he waited.
"I think he's alone." hissed Kelise
"Let's wait a little longer." whispered Marc back, "Just to check he wasn't followed."
After a few minutes with Darryl starting to fidget impatiently, Marc and Kelise walked out from behind the crates. Marc cleared his throat and Darryl swung round.
"I'm Darryl." stated Darryl finally, after they had eyed each other suspiciously for a while.
"Marc." replied Marc, "and this is Kelise."
"Nice to meet you." said Darryl, then deciding to get straight to the point, "I need your help. Or rather, Chris does."
"Is Chris alright?" gasped Kelise
"Well…I don't know exactly." replied Darryl, "But Wyatt has him and I can't contact him. I was assuming that Wyatt had him held prisoner or something. I was kinda hoping that you guys would help me rescue him."
"Well…We'll do what we can but…" began Marc
At the expression on Darryl's face Kelise hurriedly continued, "It's not that we don't want to. I mean of course we want to help Chris. It's just that Wyatt's so powerful; we've never been able to get close to him before. And it's not that we haven't tried either. We've tried to rescue people before but his demons kill us before we can get near. And Chris is bound to be extremely well guarded."
Marc nodded in agreement. "I didn't mean to sound as if I didn't want to help Chris. It's just that I'm not sure what we can do."
"Well." said Darryl, "I have to do something. I'm not just gonna sit around if Chris is in trouble."
Marc and Kelise glanced at each other. "We'll do what we can." promised Marc.
"Right." started Darryl, "We'll need to know what the situation around Wyatt's penthouse is. I assume that Chris will be held there."
"We have that information." replied Kelise, "or at least, what the situation was a couple of days ago. But it doesn't change much."
"Well Chris probably killed a few demons when managed to escape from there before so it might have changed a bit, but I guess that'll have to do." accepted Darryl.
"But we'll need to know exactly where Chris is and what protection spells Wyatt has up." pointed out Marc, "how are we gonna get that information?"
"Is that absolutely necessary?" enquired Darryl.
"Well we won't have much of a chance if we don't." replied Marc.
"Ok, so I'll contact Wyatt and tell him I want to speak to Chris and maybe I can find out something." decided Darryl
"But what if he uses that as an opportunity to capture you as well?" Kelise wanted to know.
"Then you'll have two people to rescue. But anyway, I don't think he will; he's had opportunities before."
"Well ok then." agreed Marc, although a little bit doubtfully. "When…"
Marc was cut off by Darryl's gasp. Darryl was standing dead still and an expression of worry was beginning to emerge on his face.
"What is it? Are you ok?" exclaimed Kelise.
"I think he's about to find us." groaned Darryl.
"Who, Wyatt?" demanded Marc.
"Yes. I'd cloaked myself with a potion that Chris gave me so Wyatt couldn't sense me, but I think I just felt the effects of the potion disappear."
The three conspirators looked at each other for a moment, panic appearing on their faces.
"You two have to get out of here now." commanded Darryl hurriedly.
"What about you?"
"Well…I'll think of something to say to him. Say I was trying to find Chris without him knowing or something. Anyway GO!!"
As Marc and Kelise sprinted out of the building, familiar blue and white orbs were forming. Wyatt looked angry but he also looked slightly out of breath as if he had rushed here.
"What were you doing?" demanded Wyatt.
Darryl opened his mouth to speak but his mouth went dry and no words came out.
"I think we need to talk." said Wyatt pointedly. He moved forward and grabbed Darryl's arm orbing them both to Wyatt's penthouse.