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Chapter 4

"I hate you! I hate you…! I hate you… I hate… you…" Chris sobbed on Wyatt's shoulder.

Wyatt sat up slowly, careful not to provoke his little brother in anyway. "Yes… I love you too."

Chris slid down Wyatt's body and sat on the bridge beside his brother. "What should I do now? My powers… I…"

"I'll teach you. Tell me what powers you have and are developing and I'll teach you how to use them." Wyatt pulled Chris into his arms.

"I… what if I destroyed the manor…? I mean, I summoned a few hundred demons… and they destroyed each other. Their balls went through me."

Chris lean against Wyatt, not bothering to hug his brother back.

"A few… hundred…? Wow! That's a lot. Er… balls? You… cut off their…?" Wyatt raised his eyebrows at their pants in disgust.

Chris looked up. "What? No! I mean their energy balls, fire balls, ice balls etc.! I just thought it would be shorter to just say 'balls'!"

Wyatt laughed. Chris relaxed laughed along with him, then stopped suddenly. Wyatt stopped as well when he realized Chris had stopped.

"Chris, what is it?"

"I'm sorry… Does it hurt?"

"What?"

"I hit you. I'm sorry… I shouldn't do that to my own brother." Chris held his hand above Wyatt's head and a warm glow heal the wounds.

"Another one of your new powers? It still hurts." Wyatt took Chris's hands and held them to his chest.

"What?! You are having a heart attack?" A familiar glow appear under Chris's hand again.

Wyatt laughed, rubbing his brother's hands. "Nope. I'm perfectly healthy. What I mean is, my heart hurts, mentally. That I hurt you, mentally too. I'm sorry that I always yelled at you. I promise to never do that again."

Chris leaned against his brother again, this time, hugging him. "You should be."

After a while of silence, Wyatt spoke up.

"How did you control your healing power when you couldn't control the others?"

"Oh… That is easy. Healing is just putting your hands on one spot and use your powers. The others needs more brainwork. That doesn't mean I don't have a brain, you brainy."

Wyatt smiled.

"Let's orb back home okay? Let's train your powers together and be a happy family."

"…"

"…"

"…"

"It's okay if you don't want to go back that soon, I could be with you."

Wyatt looked down at Chris.

"Ah… sleeping after using that much new powers… well, let's go home, my lovely brother."

Wyatt orbed them both back home.

Chris smiled on the way home.

Wyatt and Chris appeared on Wyatt's bed. Wyatt lay his brother on his bed carefully. Realizing that Chris's breathing has evened, he orbed Chris's jacket and shoes off into the laundry.

Wyatt sat there for a few minutes before hearing buzzing sounds of argument at the back of his head. He sighed. He kissed Chris's forehead before he turned to his side. He pulled the blanket over Chris before orbing out to his parents.

Wyatt reformed back at his grandpa's house. He walked to Victor, who was sitting on the couch, closing his eyes seemingly trying to ease a headache.

"Grandpa? Are you okay?"

Victor looked up. "Huh? Yeah, well, not really with your parents yelling in Chris's room." He pointed up and sighed.

"Oh… I could hear them buzzing in my head when I brought Chris back."

Victor suddenly perked up. "Chris is back? Thank god… I thought you people couldn't find him… just like three years ago…"

Wyatt nodded. "Yeah. Let's not talk about it, okay?"

Victor nodded. "I don't want to remind myself of my favourite grandson disappearing to some underworld demon cave for three months and seven days…"

Wyatt, not knowing what to say, nodded again. "I'll go tell mom and dad Chris is back."

He sighed and stood up, orbing upstairs.

"Wait!"

Wyatt reformed again in front of his grandfather. "Yes?"

"Tell Chris he can come back anytime he wants, and can stay as long as he wants, and can do anything to this house. He's the master of this house."

Wyatt raised an eyebrow. "What? The master?"

Victor sighed and stood up. "Yeah, I transferred it under his name. I thought he like it here so much so that he might put it to some good use."

"Good use… good. That will make sure he won't destroy his favourite house." Wyatt smiled.

"Destroy?" Now it's Victor's turn to raise his eyebrow.

"Yep, he has developed new powers recently, while he was gone. You won't believe how powerful his powers are. Even I can't fend them off. I mean, his reflex took over and flung me away and I bounced off his force field once."

"Telekinesis and force field? What more powers does he have? Come on, lets walk while we talk." Victor gestured the way to the stairs.

Wyatt followed his brother's favourite grandfather. "Sure. He also has the ability to heal. I bet he has many more looking at the situation that he summoned a few hundred demons to kill himself."

Victor sighed, still walking up the stairs. "Not again…"

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