Chapter 11 Adaption and Goddesses.
Chris, Wyatt and George manifested in the Gilbert-Halliwell house in a swirl of white and blue orbs. Wyatt was standing with the support of his brothers. However, he was far from conscious. The two younger brothers struggled to get Wyatt over to the couch then lay him down.
"What do we do?"
"Be quiet. I need to concentrate while healing him." Chris answered. He held out his hands over Wyatt's wounds admitting gold light. Wyatt's injuries healed quickly leaving no sign that they were once there in the first place.
"Shouldn't he be awake by now?"
"Yes. I don't know why he isn't. Ask Bianca to get our Book of Shadows."
"Is she even here?" George asked.
"Hopefully," Chris responded.
Meanwhile in a meadow-like pocket dimension there lies two women. One old and frail wearing dark robes holding two torches one in each hand. While a wolf casually walks in circles around her. The other disguised her appearance by wearing a long green robe, her face covered despite the old woman knowing who she truly was.
"Is it done?" The woman in green questioned.
"Yes, Piper's eldest child has been bitten."
"Good."
"Why not strip the cousins of their powers yourself? It would make things easier for you." The old woman asked.
"My dear Hecate destiny must have its way. The cousins must fight one another and Phoebe's children must die at the boys' hands." The other woman answered.
"But still it would make things easier."
"Everything happens for a reason. Once Wyatt's transformation is complete he will be a magical being again. Just not the kind he was once before and not as strong."
"Still there is a chance he may not survive the transition." Hecate pointed out.
"He will if he doesn't want Christopher to suffer the loss of a brother."
Back at the Gilbert-Halliwell house, Chris was standing a few steps away from the couch. George was in another room with Bianca looking for Chris and Bianca's personal Book of Shadows.
"George forget the book just come here p…please." Chris said rather loud but not loud enough to consider it shouting. George did as he was told and left the other room. To his horror he sees a dark grey wolf standing on the couch growling in Chris' direction.
"Holy s…"
"Not now George." Chris scolded.
"What do we do?"
"No, idea throw him a bone. I thought you might have an idea."
"ME! You're super witch." George responded. The wolf turned his attention to George, his teeth shown rather proudly.
"Nice wolf stay." The wolf just ignored George instead it focused on his fear. Before he lunged at the witch. Christopher thinking fast threw a low voltage bolt of lightning at the wolf. The wolf hit one of the living room walls and dropped to the floor. It let out a whine before falling unconscious. George quickly ran to Chris' side.
"He's not dead." Chris said.
"He?" George frowned.
"I think Wyatt is the first werewolf in the family." Chris replied the two walked around the couch to approach their attacker. The two gasp and cover their eyes with their hands.
"Who's also naked." George said.
End of chapter 11.
