Chapter 4
Hi, peeps, sorry that I didn't update as fast as usual, I'm tired and been busy.
Warning long chapter………
Finally!
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Phoebe sat in her room, trying unsuccessfully to finish typing her column on her laptop. She couldn't find the right words to say that was needed and her mind kept drifting to earlier that morning.
The gift that Chris had received had shaken him and he had unknowingly revealed some of his emotions to her. Usually the middle sister never felt his emotions with her empathic abilities, but today was different.
His sadness was deep and painful, but he had felt some kind of release and hope. The biggest shock was when he had cried silently as he read a small paper. It had been a handwritten card and she wished she could have read what had been written.
What had gotten the whiteligther to open up, enough to forget about his charges and Wyatt?
More questions seemed to fill her mind. How had Wyatt known about the gift, he was a child? How had he summoned it? Where from? What really happened on the day of one of his birthdays to make him despise it so much?
Then she got an idea. First she would tell her sisters. She rushed downstairs to the find them. Piper and Wyatt were in the living room. Paige was with them reading some magazine. Wyatt was still playing with the ribbon.
She skidded to a halt in front of her sisters. Panting slightly.
"I got an idea that might answer some of our questions. Maybe I can get a premonition off the ribbon to see why Chris hates today." Her sisters shared a look, they were curious to know why. They nodded and Phoebe knelt beside Wyatt. He looked up from his toy.
"May I have this, for a sec, sweetie? Then you can have it back? Promise." Phoebe pointed to the ribbon the young child was holding. Wyatt giggled and handed it to her.
"Why, thank you." Phoebe carefully took hold of the ribbon, and held it tight in her hand. Mysteries and questions would soon be answered if her plan worked--
Suddenly Phoebe was not at the manor, the room she was in was misty, slurred and blurry. Colors of the walls along with the hanging pictures and other things ran together. Nothing could be distinguished at all. Only the ground seemed solid.
Laughter filled the air, joy and happiness consumed her. She followed the sounds of talking and more laughter into what seemed like another room with a somewhat clear scene before her.
There was a table with a cake, chairs and decorations all around, and a few people talking and laughing. There was a young girl about 12ish with brown hair and eyes, a woman with long brown hair whose face Phoebe could not see clearly, a blonde haired-boy with blue eyes eating some chocolate cake he looked about 16, and a brown haired boy with his hair constantly falling into bright green eyes, opening a present. He looked like he was turning 14.
All were watching him as he did. He was the birthday boy and seemed to be having a wonderful time. Then the young boy cried out in delight and hugged the girl.
"Chrissy, stop I can't breathe! You're squishing me! Mama, tell Chris to stop!" All laughed as the young boy hugged harder before letting go.
"Thanks, Melly." The girl glared at the nickname. Phoebe smiled, this was Chris's birthday, he and his family seemed so happy.
Then the woman who must be Chris's mother handed the boy a present. Phoebe's smile faded. It was the small green box, with gold and silver ribbon tied around it. It was the same one Wyatt had summoned. She held breath.
"This is from me and your aunts, Happy 14th birthday, Peanut." Chris nodded, cringing at the nickname and as he was about to open it an energy ball whistled though the air barely missing the blonde boy's head. Everyone stood up as more demons appeared surround the small group. Then a shriek cut though the air.
It had come from Melly. Phoebe was stunned and was silently crying; the young girl had been hit with a darklighter arrow. And from where the wound was, there was no way the girl was still alive.
Suddenly Chris did something Phoebe never expected. He waved his hand at the demon that had killed his sister into the wall. Chris had been a witch, he had had powers.
The blonde boy and the mother had already started fighting back. Phoebe could sense that they were angry, determined, and annoyed. Mad at the death of Melly and for disturbing the small family on a special day. But from their familiarity, they were used to the sudden appearance of demons.
Then a demon sneaked behind Chris and threw an energy ball at the boy. He flew into the wall from the impact and was knocked unconscious. The demon was instantly vanquished by the blonde teenaged boy. He run to Chris's side but before he could make it a demon hit him with an energy ball causing him to fall to the floor.
Another demon threw a black potion at the blonde as he tired to get up. He started to sway and kept falling back down till he also became unconscious. The mother saw this, as fast as she possibility could, she blew up as many terrible creatures to pieces as she could. The trouble was some of them could not be blown up and she was tiring quickly, though she had the strong qualities of stubbornness and determination which could match any Halliwell's.
Phoebe noticed Chris waking up and trying to get up. Then a sickening thing happened, all the demons stopped though each had an energy ball in hand or was ready to shoot an arrow at the woman. They had cornered her and seemed to wait for a command. There was no way, the mother would survive. Chris saw this, tears streamed from his widened eyes. He was shaking with fear. One demon, who must have been the leader smiled evilly.
"Good bye, witch." Chris screamed as his mother fell. All the demons and darklighters shimmered/dark orbed out as the boy went unnoticed. With a bust of energy he got up and ran to his mother's side.
"Mom, Mom, wake up, please, wake up…" he held his hands over her. They were bloodied and shaking with shock and fear. His actions confused the crying Phoebe; it was like he was trying to heal. That would be impossible unless he was part whitelighter. Chris cut though her thoughts.
"Mom please wake up … Dad! … DAD! Everyone! Please help! Help!" He was weeping heavily while holding the body of his mother in his arms.
The blonde boy suddenly walked though her, he was carrying the body of the young girl, not caring if her blood got on him. He looked weak from the potion's effects and almost stumbled once in a while as he slowly made his way to Chris's side. Chris seemed not to notice either. He set the body down and hugged the young brown-haired boy. The blonde was crying also yet silently. Chris whispered something that Phoebe did heard. But the blonde answered.
"I'm here, little bro, I'm here." His voice was hoarse from crying. The heartbreak and grief was over-welling the Empath. Then everything faded away.
Phoebe found herself crying in the arms of her big sister, Piper. They were sitting on the floor. After awhile the tears slowly stopped and Phoebe knew she had to share what she had seen in that horrible vision.
Movement caught the corner of her eye. She turned and saw Paige holding Wyatt close to her. She gave a comforting smile when she noticed the attention her sister was currently giving her. Phoebe nodded, she couldn't smile after what she had seen. Phoebe took in a deep breath and positioned herself so she was still partly in Piper's arms and to face Paige as well.
"Chris looked about 13 so he must have been turning 14 or something. He was with his mom, sister and brother… He was about to open that present when there was a demon attack... His family was magical, they were witches. He was a witch. His sister and mother were killed. He and his brother had gotten knocked out during part of it. His pain… he blamed himself when there was nothing he could do. We got to help him somehow."
Her sisters nodded and Piper helped Phoebe to a chair. After, Piper raised her head to the ceiling and called forcibly…
"Chris!"
A/N
That was interesting to write and slightly difficult. Phoebe needs to learn to stop
prying…but then again oh well. :)
Would love to hear your comments, so please review. They make me happy to read. Oh,
and sorry this chapter is a little late, I'm tired and been very busy.
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Next Chapter-
Who the mystery male voice is and Chris's reaction.
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