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The Powers Around Us

Chapter Six

Chris raised his head groggily as he came to. "Where's Wyatt when you need him?" he asked rhetorically.

"Wyatt?"

Chris smiled faintly. "My very overprotective older brother. He's always bailed me out of these kinds of messes before."

Sam smirked. "I know how that is."

"Older brother, too, eh?"

"Yeah, Dean. Always been there for me, saving my ass, keeping me out of trouble."

"And probably getting you in trouble more often than not if he's anything like Wyatt," Chris pointed out and then grew serious. "I don't think he's going to get here in time."

"Don't say that. I'm sure both of our brothers are looking for us right now, and if yours is anything like mine, they're not going to stop for anything."

"Sam, you and I both know that I don't have much time yet. They've taken nearly all of me that there is," Chris said weakly.

"What are they doing to us? I get that they're taking our powers, but why is it making us so weak?"

"Our powers are connected to our souls. The more they take, the closer we get to death. Because you're only a Talent, your soul isn't all magic like mine. That's why they don't take as much from you at a time. My guess would be that any human soul with no magic would probably contaminate whatever they are trying to do, which is why you'll be alive when are brothers arrive," Chris explained sadly.

"Don't talk like that!" Sam said with as much force as he could muster. "We are both getting out of this."

If Chris was listening, he didn't acknowledge Sam's input. "You know, my brother once made me swear that I wouldn't die until after him. It was back when we were teenagers. I had stepped in front of a dark lighter arrow that was aimed at him. He got so mad…" he trailed off, succumbing to the darkness that was at the edge of his vision. "I need you to do something for me," he said before oblivion could take over.

"What?"

"I want you to tell Wyatt that I'm sorry I didn't keep my word." With that, he finally lost the battle and slipped back into unconsciousness.

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"Are you sure we're going the right way?" Wyatt asked for what seemed to Dean to be the thousandth time.

"Yes! Would you trust me? I am the one with the Hunting Talent, right?" he snapped, annoyed.

Wyatt sighed. "I know, I'm sorry. It's just, Chris is my baby brother, ya know? I was suppose to protect him. Great job I did."

"I'm sure you did all that you could for him, unlike me." Dean sighed. "I just stood there and let that demon take him."

"Well, whatever we did or didn't do, we're going to get them back now," Wyatt stated.

"I agree," Dean said as they came to another cave entrance. "And I think that we've just reached where they are."

They peeked into the entrance, scanning the room cautiously for demons or traps. Finding none, they stepped further in. The sight that met them horrified them. Their brothers, chained against the wall, barely breathing.

Tbc…

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