A/N: I just wanted to let everyone know that I am no longer in control of this story. I swear it has a mind of its own! The whole Magic School attack was never part of my plan; it just kinda popped up on its own. So anyway, thanks for sticking with me.

punkrockprincess- Glad you enjoyed.

Good Witch- Sorry! I just couldn't see Chris as a vampire. I actually tried to write it that way after you mentioned it before, but it just didn't work. Sorry! Hope you're not too disappointed.

JadeAlmasy- Magic School is indeed in for a rude awakening… : )

Altaira- Thank you so much! I try to update every weekday. Weekends are tough for me because I'm so busy, but I do try to get in at least a few updates per week.

drew fuller is the best- Chris & Wyatt's relationship with Phyra is one of my favorite parts too! For some reason, she just ends up easier to write and converse with Chris & Wyatt than the other girls. Who knew?

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"No. No, Chris. Names are the one thing we won't give you." Patience answered stubbornly.

"Patience, Phyra is going to go after them. She may even kill them! We need to know who they are, so that we can stop her!" Chris' voice was loud, but full of regret.

"No, we aren't telling you." Peyton went to stand beside her cousin, agreeing both in word and actions.

"You two don't understand! If we don't stop her, she is going to kill innocents!" Chris yelled in frustration.

"NO! You are the one that doesn't understand, Chris! You have no idea what it's like to be powerless, because you've always been powerful. You've always had all these awesome powers that the rest of us would die for. You've never been helpless." Patience's voice was strained and full of pain.

"This isn't about power. This is about revenge. Phyra is going to kill them for revenge." Wyatt finally spoke, breaking into Patience's rant.

"Good." Peyton answered coldly.

"No, not good, Pey! They are innocents, and we don't kill innocents, remember?"

"THEY ARE NOT INNOCENTS!" Peyton screamed at Wyatt. "They are the worst type of evil out there! How can you two stand here and stick up for them? How can you agree with what they did?"

Chris raised his gaze to the ceiling, studying the beams with false intensity. He blew out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding. "Look, innocent is the wrong word. You're right. But no matter what they did, they don't deserve to get killed for it. They deserve to have the shit kicked out of them. They deserve to be punished with expulsion from Magic School forever. They deserve to have their powers taken away. But they don't deserve death."

Neither Patience nor Peyton answered, but looked a little more relaxed.

"Please, believe us. We will punish them. They will not get away with this. But we also cannot allow Phyra to be their executioner. If we do, we lose our cousin. How does that help any of us?" Wyatt walked over to the girls, and wrapped them both in a hug.

"How would we lose her? She wouldn't regret it, you know." Patience mumbled into Wyatt's shoulder.

Leo finally spoke from his spot by the book with the rest of the stunned adults. "The Elders have rules on killing good magical beings. Chances are, if Phyra kills another witch that has used good magic, she'll be recycled." He looked sick.

"You'd kill her, Uncle Leo? You'd kill her for trying to avenge us?" Peyton looked stricken at him, piercing him with her sad green eyes.

"I'd fight the decision with everything I have, Pey. But ultimately, I would be out-voted. And if I threaten them again, they'll recycle my soul." Leo answered sadly.

Peyton started to cry again, and looked at Patience. "Okay. We'll tell you. But you have to promise, Chris. You and Wyatt both, that you won't let them get away with it. You promise?" Peyton stared at her clasped hands.

"I promise." They replied in unison. "Help us out here, ok?" Chris asked. "We need their names."

"Ben and Jacob Mulrooney, Trevor and Katrina Watson, Byron Tucker, Jack Simpson, Luke Turner…" Peyton's voice trailed off.

"Seven? There were seven of them?" Wyatt asked, aghast.

"No. There were actually eight. Pey left off the worst one. Mark Gideon, you know, the elder's grandson?" Patience finished almost at a whisper.

"Gideon's grandson? That little bastard!" Chris swore, feeling his anger start to consume him. "How much more does that family think they're going to get away with?" he asked the room in general.

Wyatt nodded to his brother. "She'll go to him first. He's the strongest."

"Yeah, I know. If she can break him, she'll be able to use him as an example to the others." Chris replied with a heavy sigh as he grabbed a scrying crystal.

"What are you doing? Go get her!" Paige yelled, finally moving from her frozen position next to Piper. Now that she had heard the horrors her girls had gone through, she was in a hurry to get them both together so she could spoil them rotten for a week or two. All thoughts of punishments from disobeying earlier were forgotten.

"Aunt Paige, I don't know where he lives. Remember? After Dad killed Gideon, his family cloaked themselves from the rest of the magical community. They didn't want to be shunned. It's only in the past few years they've even let their kids go to Magic School." Chris' tone left no doubt that he wished they'd kept themselves fully cloaked.

"They live in New York, Chris. In a tiny town called Malone. They own a general store, and live in a big grey house with a stone chimney and a picket fence. There are lots of daisies and daffodils along the walkway."

All eyes were once again on Peyton. "How…how do you know that?" Phoebe asked. "You don't get premonitions."

"No, I know. I know because I, um... well, I dated him for awhile this year. We broke up when I overheard him saying some particularly nasty things about Wyatt, Chris, and my Mom." She blushed and looked down again.

"Okay, look, we'll get into this later, Pey, alright? But for now, thanks. You helped us find Phy." Chris grabbed her hand and gave it a quick squeeze before orbing off. Wyatt paused a minute to murmur something to his father before following Chris out.

Paige and Phoebe slowly walked over to their daughters. "I wish you could have told us before this." Phoebe started. "But I guess I see why you couldn't. After Chris and Wyatt get Phy back, we all have to sit down and talk."

Piper broke in. "But until then, how about I whip up a batch of my famous peanut butter chocolate cookies, and we have comfort food?"

Patience and Peyton both flashed a grateful smile. "Sounds good to me, Auntie Piper." Patience added. Paige looked at Piper with a small shake of her head. "Sounds good to me too." Together the five of them walked out of the attic, not noticing Leo orbing away with Cole right behind him.

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Chris and Wyatt landed on the front walk of the house Peyton had described. It was a quiet neighborhood, and the house was silent.

Chris shrugged and looked at Wyatt. "Maybe they're not home?" As soon as the words were out, a crash sounded and an eerie blue light shone through one of the windows.

"How much you wanna bet that's Mark's room?" Wyatt gasped as he orbed again, this time into the house.

Chris flung open the door and both he and Wyatt came to a quick halt as they took in the scene in front of them. Their sweet cousin had found time to change clothes and was clad in skin tight black leather from head to toe. Her motorcycle boots clunked heavily with each step she took, and her face was covered in a thick layer of dark makeup. In her hand, she held an athame. The other hand cradled an energy ball. Mark, her target, was holding an energy ball of his own, and trying to use his telekinesis to move her away from him.

Almost simultaneously, they each threw their energy balls. As they hit each other, a blue explosion echoed through the room. Phyra threw her athame, aiming dead for his heart. Chris threw up his hands, and froze the athame in its flight. Phyra whirled and threw another energy ball before she saw who it was behind her. Wyatt easily deflected it into the wall, leaving a huge black scorch mark. Phyra growled, and this time called up a fire ball, preparing to hurl that too.

"PHYRA! Stop it!" Chris yelled. "This isn't the way to do it, baby. Peyton and Patience told us what he did. We'll make him pay. This isn't the way." He ducked the fireball as Wyatt levitated to miss it.

"I'm already making him pay. Leave me alone." She turned back to Mark, and brought up another fireball.

Chris telekinetically grabbed the fireball away. Wyatt wrapped his arms around her tightly, pinning her arms at her sides to keep her from firing off any more ammo. Chris reached over and grabbed Mark by the shirt collar, pulling him up roughly. Together Chris and Wyatt orbed away with their unwilling passengers in tow.

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"AUNT PAIGE!" Chris screamed as he orbed in.

His aunt immediately appeared in the attic. "Oh my God, please don't tell me you were too late!" she worried before her orbs had fully cleared.

"No, no, nothing like that. We got her, but we need two cages. We have to contain both of them for now, until we can get Phy changed back. Then we'll deal with this garbage." Chris poked Mark once, then again, just because he didn't like the smirk on the kid's cocky face.

"Crystals" Paige called, and threw them in a circle on the floor. Chris pushed Mark into it roughly, hearing the kid's protest at his roughness.

Chris leaned up close to the walls of the cage. "Shut up. Just shut up. You are getting off easy, you hear? If you think this is bad, just wait until we get Phy back to normal. Then there won't be anything stopping me from attacking you, and taking you out." Chris' normally bright green eyes had darkened and Mark could see a hint of something sinister in them.

Wyatt orbed in with Phyra unconscious in this arms. "Wy! Jesus, what happened?" Chris ran to their side, and started to heal Phyra instinctively. Wyatt knocking his hands away.

"I had to knock her out, Chris. She kept shimmering away from me. I'd have her, start to orb, and she'd shimmer away. Luckily, I was able to find her each time. Finally after I chased her to India, I'd had enough, and smacked her just hard enough to make her pass out, so that I could get her home. We can heal her once she's in the cage." Paige couldn't help it. She started to laugh at the frustration in her big burly over-protective nephew.

"More crystals" Paige called for a second set of crystals, and set them up in the opposite end of the attic near the Book of Shadows. Wyatt laid Phyra in gently and laid his hand over her head, healing the slight bruise he'd left. She woke up, and he quickly laid the last crystal in place, trapping her inside. She slapped the floor angrily and started cursing at both Wyatt and Chris.

Wyatt stared at Phyra and sighed. "I'll go get some food. This might take awhile."

Chris watched before getting to his feet and heading to the book. "I'll go through the book and see if I can find some loophole in the Switching Powers spell to get it to undo itself with only one party saying the spell."

Paige listened in shock as her daughter kept swearing at Chris and Wyatt. She looked over at her two nephews with a look of frustration. "I'll go get the soap."

Wyatt and Chris both stopped and looked at their Aunt in confusion.

"I know someone that needs her mouth washed out."