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Jerry raced through their household but came up empty as he could only hear his footsteps echoing through the house. He rubbed his arms, feeling the goosebumps that were raising from the cold. He had checked the air conditioner on his way to search the guest bedroom, but the temperature had read that it was warm inside. His paranioa began to jab at him, left and right as he headed back down to the closed sub station below. He double checked to make sure that no one was outside at this time of night, in hopes that maybe a fellow wizard he recognized was in the area and had the possible knowledge as to where his family went.
But there was none.
The old wizard hands were trembling as he came across further evidence of what he had seen in the liar, that same dark void that he had originally seen years ago. He picked up a discarded, broken item from the tiled floor and more fear spiked into his heart. Max's wand was snapped into pieces, it appeared to have been done by hand and there were speckles of blood adorning it. A huge contrast from the milky white that painted it, crimson droplets making there way down the splintery mess.
"MAX... HARPER...Theresa!", his calls went unheard. His raising panic left him gasping for air now. He was hypervenilating, not now.
Dear God, not now.
Not when this was happening. His heart couldn't bare with another repeat, the elderly wizard felt a hand clamp down onto his beefy shoulder and stiffened in fear. His breathing only exilerated in panic. Jerry was spun around to face his son, Justin, his expression was holding worry and fear for him.
"Dad! Calm down, everything is going to be alright! Dad!", Justin shook him out of his bizarre state. Jerry embraced him in a protective and frightened manner. He breathed in a shaky sigh of relief.
"Thank god, nothing happened to you. Where are the others?", he looked behind his son to find that a crowd of Wiztech students had followed in behind. They were all conversing without each other and others trying to calm down the panicing first years. Justin pulled back and shook his head.
"Some guy took them. I don't know where they went...I'm sorry, I could've stopped him and saved Mom, Max, and Harper...I'm so sorry, Dad.", he choked out. He was the Wiztech Professor, for God's sake! He was the most powerful and yet he couldn't defend and protect his loved ones from being kidnapped by a small wizard in cloak and all? What was wrong with him? He shook his head in misery, Jerry patted his son's shoulder in a comforting manner.
"How did you get here when the portal was shut down?"
"Magic, dad. Something we all live with and can't be shut off. Well...if I wanted to...", Jerry chuckled. It had lightened the mood a bit but not as much. The Wiztech Professor turned serious all of a sudden.
"Dad, we have to do something. That guy could still be there and the rest of our teaching staff had been captured by him, we can't just be sitting here like ducks waiting for the inevitable to happen! For all we know, he could be planning his next attack or torturing them!", he was in near hysterics listing off more possibilites in his head.
"Justin, you need to calm down and clear your head. You should be concentrating on keeping your students in check and safe. And some clothes, if we're going to be locked down here till we think it's safe, then we should start by acting as normal as possible.", his father advised. Unlike the last time this had happened, everything had been chaos and magic had almost been exploited to the world.
"Alright, but dad...", Jerry nodded.
"We can't really do this alone, we can't contact the other wizards- the more experienced. Should we...?"
"I don't think so...no, she has a family right now, she wouldn't do it."
"We can try."
Alexander was suited up in his best outfit: dark jeans, his black converse, and red sweater. He styled his hair out of it's mess and grinned back at his reflection. All set and ready to go, now he could walk the streets of Waverly Place like the cool big kids! He put on his favorite grey beanie and raced out of the hotel room to catch up with his mother, making sure to call back at his father and sisters that he had left to get groceries with her. He grabbed his mum's soft hand and looked up at her with dark eyes filled with admiration. Alexandra chuckled.
"Ready to go, sport?"
"'Course, mum! Can we get some chocolate ice cream too?", his mummy made a funny face. The female wizard grimaced at the distant memory of her 'date' with Riley back in the day, that had been the most embarrassing and disgusting day of her life. Her poor clothes and hair had to suffer from the onslaught of syrup that had accumulated, not to mention the amount of acne she had found the next day. She had secretly started exercising to lose all of the weight she had gained, most horrible day of her life. She unwound her face into that of pure joy and her son hummed a song of her's. The song went by the name of It's Magic.
"Sure, honey. But let's get groceries, right now, okay?"
"Okay, mummy.", he pouted. But nonetheless he kept the smile on his face and held onto her sleeve with his other hand to pull her along. Before they knew it, they were wondering the streets of Waverly Place, Alexandra felt herself shiver as a cold breeze blew by and pulled her jacket tighter to her body for warmth. Her son was currently talking adamently with one of the fruit vendors, who seemed to be a bit too young to be one. Alexander came back with a bag full of bananas, apples, grapes, oranges, and mangos. She watched as he hurried back with a confused expression gracing his features, she raised an eyebrow.
"What's wrong, sweetie?", Alexander shrugged.
"Nothing. Just got asked an odd question, mum.", he replied back.
"What were you asked?", she felt a bit on edge. She had no idea why, but she just went along with her motherly instincts. The Greyback boy whipped the hair out of his eyes and stared into his mother's dark brown orbs.
"...well, they asked...if I could join them, what does that mean mummy?"
RING-RING-RING!
"Who on Earth would be here at this time, huh, poppets?", Mason asked his little girls teasingly. Angelica threw a bit of fit as the choo-choo train with his favorite apple sauce was put to a pause and Maria Theresa giggled into her hands as she overheard her father as she colored another Disney Princess in her coloring book. He spoon feed his baby the last of her food and stood up from his seat. He headed over to the door with a sinking feeling settling in the pit of stomach.
"'ello?"
"So this is where you've been all this time...", this doesn't seem to good. Mason swallowed nervously, his hands beginning to get clamly with sweat. He pulled on the collar of his sweatshirt, trying to relieve himself of the now warmer room. Seems that things aren't going to go done as well as he had hoped if they'd meet again.
"Daddy?"
Uh oh, trouble has risen and it seems that history has repeatedly itself though a bit differently. Finally we've reached a more serious situation and guess what that means...?
More action and more magic!
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, more to come soon!
