Title: Blood Ties.
Summery: Chris is a teenager with a secret. His life suddenly changes when he discovers where his secret comes from.
Rated: PG 13
A/N: Oh god, I didn't think I would get so much feedback with only two days of posting. I'm glad you all like it and if you guys can say more stuff on your reviews other than good job or interesting or continue I might just address you one by one. Now to get some concerns out of the way, yeah Wyatt is not exactly good, moslty cuase I hate Wyatt in any form. from that "cute" baby to British black wearing Wyatt and so on. But he's not the big bad... oh just read.
Chapter 2: Encounter.
Chris sat on his bed trying to focus on his math homework, but all he could think about was in that Wyatt guy. There was something familiar in him. And there was also something scary about him. Chris snapped out of it and noticed that all this time he had been doodling something on his notebook. He looked at it closer and noticed that it was some sort of symbol.
"Studying still? You're such a bookworm." Allie said walking in the room.
"I guess knocking first is not something you're familiar with." Chris said leaving the book on the bed and walking to his closet looking for something to change into.
Allie sat on the bed and picked the notebook. She saw the symbol. "Cool. A triqueta."
"A what?" Chris said turning around.
"Is a mystical symbol. It represents, um, three main powers or something. Christians say it represent the father, son and the Holy Ghost. Wicca rules state that they represent grandmother, mother and daughter. Battle of the sexes thing."
"Where did you learn that?" Chris sat walking over.
"Internet. I wanted to get a tattoo last year. The triqueta was in my top five."
"You don't have a tattoo."
"Yeah. Changed my mind after I saw the needle." Allie got up. "I just came to see how are we going to the party? I can get Greg to pick us up-"
"Actually, Justin already offered to give me a ride."
"Hmm, Justin again, huh?" Chris rolled his eyes and turned back to his closet. "Oh come on, feel like telling me what's going on with you guys?"
"I'm not having this discussion."
"Fine." Allie turned to leave.
"Allie…"
"Yeah?" She stopped at the door.
"Where did you meet Wyatt?"
"Um… at that concert I went last week. He came up to me and told me I had a great 'look', whatever that means." Allie shrugged. "I think he was hitting on me but after I told him about Greg he changed the topic to the band."
"Why did he buy that house? He's like 21 or something. Seems awfully young."
"Well, he's living there with his cousin. I think there alone or something. He did mention having a grandfather at Los Angeles though." Allie stopped. "Why are you so interested?"
"Me? No, I was just asking."
"Bull."
"Believe what you like to believe."
"Ok, fine. Any more cryptic questions?"
"What's his last name?"
"You're creeping me out now." Allie turned to leave.
"Allie, please." Allie stopped and turned to him. "I can't explain it, but I need to know."
"Why?"
"I just… I'll tell you, but first there's some things I need to figure out."
"Ok. I'm not sure I get it, though. He's Wyatt Halliwell."
"Halliwell…"
"Does that name mean anything to you?"
"I'll let you know."
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Chris spent all afternoon searching on line for Wyatt Halliwell. He didn't find anything on him directly but he did find several newspaper articles on the Halliwell Manor. The house that Wyatt had bought just last week that has his family's name. Chris stood at his porch thinking about everything while he waited for Justin.
"Anderson!" Justin yelled from his car. Chris ran up to him and got in the car. They began to drive off. "So, what's on your mind now?"
"Wyatt Halliwell." Chris said.
"The creepy guy from Allie's band? You don't like-"
"No, Justin… is not that. And I'm not ready to talk about… that." Chris sighed and looked at Justin. "Um… I found out he has the same last name as the sisters who died in that house." He continued. "I think they're related. And I think they know something about me…"
"Ok, now you lost me."
"Justin… if I told you something about me, that makes me different, would you turn me?"
"Never."
Chris didn't say anything and Justin didn't push. They got to the party and it was packed. Allie and Greg were in the living talking to some people. Allie saw them arrived and walked over to them.
"Thank Goddess you're here!" She said with impatience. "These are some of the most boring people in the whole world."
"Yeah, that's the prep crowed for you." Justin said smiling. "You should be used to them, Mrs. Star quarterback."
"If Chris weren't standing right here I would shove a fork down your throat."
"Allie, chill." Chris said while putting his hand on her shoulder.
"I'm just so piss. They all don't want me here. I'm just Greg's weird girlfriend with the weird friends."
"I like being weird." Justin said smiling. "I'm going to go look for a drink. You guys want anything?"
"No thanks." Allie answered. Chris shook his head and Justin left. "So… is this like a date for you guys?"
"I'm choosing to ignore that comment." Chris chuckled and then looked around. Wyatt was sitting in a corner talking to some people. Chris suddenly felt really uncomfortable. "What is he doing here?"
"Who?" Allie turned and saw him. "Oh. Wyatt!" She waved. Wyatt walked over.
"Hey, Allie. Um… Chris, right?"
"Yeah."
"What are you doing here?" Allie asked.
"A couple of my college buds know the girl he threw this party. Though it kind of sucks."
"Tell me about it." Allie said and noticed Chris was looking pale. "You ok, Chrissie?"
"I need to go… for some air." Chris quickly made his way to the nearest exit, which was the garden door. There was no one around. He took a deep breath.
"God, you're such a coward." Chris turned to see Wyatt standing behind him. "Look at you. You're shaking."
"Who are you?"
"Well, you know who I am already. The question is 'who are you?'" Wyatt said and chuckled. "And you know I know that answer."
"Shut up."
"What would they say? Your parents and those friends of yours. What would they say if they knew what you were?"
"Shut up!"
"What would they say if they knew the kind of freak you really are?"
"SHUT UP!" Chris waved his hand and Wyatt was sent flying to the wall of the house. Wyatt collapses on the ground. Chris stood there unsure of what just happen. Wyatt started laughing.
"God… that's quite the firepower for someone who has never been trained." He got up and walked to the house, but stopped before he entered. "When you feel like acting like a man and want to face the truth, you know where I live. Don't bother to come till you grow a pair. A frighten teenager is useless to me." Wyatt suddenly was surrounded by blue lights and disappeared from his place. "And one more thing." Chris turned around to see Wyatt standing a few feet from him. "Next time you feel like using your powers against me, I won't just stand there and take it." Wyatt said and disappeared like before. Chris started to panicked and landed on his knees.
"Chris!" Justin voice came from the house. Chris turned to see him and Allie walking over.
"Oh my God, Chrissie, are you ok?"
"I'm… I want to go home."
"Chris, what happened?" Justin asked.
"Please… just take me home."
Justin and Allie shared a look before Justin nodded and helped Chris up. They left by the backdoor and got in Justin's car. Justin looked over Chris who just kept staring into space. "Allie told me Wyatt was here. Did he do something to you?"
"Not exactly…"
"Chris-"
"I don't… I don't want to talk about it. Not yet."
"Fine, I'll just take you home." Justin turned his car on.
"Take me to his house."
"What? Are you kidding me?"
"He knows something about me. I need to find out what."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Chris hesitated at first but decided to give in. He saw a hat in the backseat. He pointed his hand to it and the hat suddenly levitated off the seat. Justin watched in shock. Chris moved the hat with his mind to Justin's hands. "I've been doing that almost my whole life. There's other stuff. Like I can transport myself with lights or something… I can think of a place and be there. Wyatt can do this stuff too. I wanna know why?" Chris looked at the surprise Justin. "Will you help me?"
Justin looked at the hat in his hand and then back at Chris. "Prescott Street, right?"
To be continued...
A/N: The info on the triqueta, I did get it from a site... can't remember which one, so I can't confirm if the meaning is true. But it was something similar.