Chapter three
Chris loved being in the kitchen while his mother cooked. The smells always reminded him of his childhood and the big family dinners they would have. Tonight was one of those occasions, except the topic of conversation was not going to be pleasant.
After the demon 'meeting' at P3, Wyatt and Chris called an emergency meeting with their mom, dad, aunts and uncles to discuss what the hell had happened. It had been a long day of discovering everything that they could about the Old Ones, also known as the Leviathans and Sam and Dean Winchester. By the afternoon and struggling with little to no sleep, Wyatt and I crashed in their old rooms at the manor, while Leo researched at Magic school and Paige went to talk to the Elders.
When I made my way to the kitchen, mom was hovering over the stove.
"Hey," I said as I took a seat at the counter.
Piper Halliwell turned around, "Did you have a good sleep honey?"
"Yeah, is Wyatt up?"
"Yeah, he's with Paige talking to the Elders," mom started to load food onto a plate for me. It was spaghetti and it smelled amazing.
"Seriously why did I choose to look over the place in LA while Wyatt gets to stay here," I complained as I dug into my plate. Nothing tasted better than my mom's tomato and garlic sauce.
I was almost finished devouring my food when Wyatt and Aunt Paige orbed into the kitchen.
"Hey, where is my plate?" Wyatt looked at mom.
Mom raised an eyebrow at him.
"Mom, can you please get me some food," Wyatt aid with a cheeky grin on his face.
While mom got Wy a plate, him and Aunt Paige filled us in.
"Basically it's what we know, different types of demons, leviathans, hunters and so on," Aunt Paige stood against the kitchen sink.
'They did give a location for Chris and I to orb to tomorrow so we can meet the hunters though," Wyatt managed to say between mouthfuls.
"What?" Piper said, concern lacing her voice. Mom still hated us having to fight demons, even though our powers were unmatched.
''Mom, we will have our shield up," I assured her. I was wary of meeting these hunters; people that would choose to fight demons with no magic and still manage to stay alive must be dangerous.
I heard the front door open and female voices begun to float through the manor as the girls made their way to the kitchen. My younger sister Mel and cousin Prue were the oldest girls in the family and a headache for Wyatt and I. Luckily Mel grew out of the "wild child" phase but Prue was still in the thick of it, and the fact that they just turned 21 didn't help.
"Hey guys," Mel smiled and walked towards mom to plant a kiss on her cheek. Mel was a Halliwell witch all over; she had the classic cheekbones, long brown hair and killer powers. As much as Wyatt and I try and protect her, we had to admit she has some pretty crazy abilities of her own.
"So what is this emergency family meeting about?" Prue asked as she helped herself to some pasta.
"Before you start eating everyone pick up some plates and lets all go to the dining room, the others should be here soon," mom ordered everyone.
By the time we got all the food and cutlery to the dining room, Uncle Coop, Aunt Phoebe, and their girls Penny and Pippa arrived. Uncle Henry got caught up at work and the twins Kat and Tamora couldn't get away from their charges, so all we were waiting for was Henry and Dad.
Aunt Phoebe was commenting about another piercing in Prue's ear and Mel and Penny were laughing at them when Wyatt started to telepathically talk to me.
He was at the opposite end of the table, in between Penny and Coop.
"Chris I don't want any of the younger ones getting involved in this," Wyatt said, concentrating on his food so no one would suspect we were talking.
"I agree, but you know what Mel and Prue are like, especially now that Kat and Tam are all caught up in the whitelighter stuff. They feel like they need to prove something," I replied.
Before Wyatt could think something back, Henry arrived. Henry was the only other male in the family besides Wyatt and I with the only difference was that he was adopted. His birth mother was killed by a darklighter and Aunt Paige and Uncle Henry chose to adopt him. Everyone was unsure whether he was magical or not so the Elders decided to do something they had never done before, they gave a person powers. Henry had the power of invisibility, a power no other Halliwell had ever had.
He came and sat in the spare seat next to me.
''Hey man, what's been going on?" Henry whispered to me.
"Big demonic activities, I'll fill you in when dad gets here," I whispered back.
Wyatt and I didn't get to continue our conservation since Dad walked into the dining room looking worried.
"Leo?" My mom got up from her chair and walked towards him. Dad looked at her with concern but didn't meet the stares of anyone else in the room, in particular Wyatt and me.
I frowned and shot a glance to Wyatt. He looked as worried as me.
"Let's go to the living room." Dad instructed everyone.
There wasn't much chatter as everyone tried to find space in the sun lit room.
Wyatt came and stood next to me in the door way as everyone waited for dad to start.
First he filled everyone in who didn't know about anything that had happened in the last 24 hours. The room erupted with noise, everyone asking questions about who these hunters were and had we faced a Leviathan yet.
"Wyatt, we need to find those demons from last night and question them more," I was worried that we were too unprepared for this.
"I know" Wyatt telepathically said back to me, his gaze fixed on our family.
Dad quieted everyone down and began to tell us what he found out at Magic school.
"I was searching through all these old books and after hours I finally found something on the Old Ones. Now there was only one bit of information in reference to them and that was a prophecy." He looked and Wyatt and me as he continued.
"The prophecy is apparently one of the earliest one ever made, its read:
Brothers of blood will unite. The power of magic and the power of heart will join to defeat the evil that came through the body of an angel. But only the tender hearted one will land the final blow to the Old Ones. The one who sees light will destroy the one who brings darkness."
The room was so silent that a pin could have dropped and everyone would have heard it. A million thoughts were running through my head, did the brothers of blood mean Wyatt and me or did it mean the hunters and more importantly who was the tender hearted one?
"So I'm guessing that the brothers of blood must mean Wy and Chris right?" Prue said, a look of uncertainty covering her features.
"Or it could mean that Wyatt and Chris unite with other brothers of blood." Paige pointed out.
Mom and Dad looked concerned and for the first time ever they looked old. After sharing a look with Phoebe, Mom got up from her chair.
"I thought the peace would last longer," despair laced mom's voice. Dad moved to wrap his arms around her. I looked at my aunts and knew that they were thinking the same thoughts as my mom.
''Piper, honey we tried everything but we always knew that peace would only be temporary. We are so lucky that they got to be children for as long as they did," Phoebe said soothingly.
"Mom, Chris and I are more than ready for this," Wyatt pointed out.
"So what is the plan?" Mel asked. I gave Wyatt a look and he nodded for me to start.
"Wyatt and I are going to talk to the hunters and take the lead on all of this. We don't want any of you getting involved unless we ask," I said to our younger cousins and sister, making a point to look at Mel and Prue.
"What!" Prue exclaimed
"We have powers, we know how to fight. Why are you blocking us on this?" Mel said angrily. She was already out of her chair and looking to our parents for agreement.
"Mom, Dad?" Mel looked at them, sounding not as confident or outraged as she had been a moment ago.
"We agree with the boys. Let them handle this first since we have no idea what we are up against," Dad said.
"This is unfair," Mel gave Wyatt and I death stares. I could understand her frustration but we had no idea what these demons are capable of.
Penny and Pippa had been quiet throughout this whole thing. As the youngest in the family and with no defensive powers yet, they would now be fiercely protected.
"We should look up protective spells to put on everyone's houses," Wyatt suggested, he gave a pointed look to Prue and Mel. The both huffed and mumbled under their breaths as they went up to the attic to look for the correct spells and charms.
"Alright Wyatt and I will talk to the hunters and see what info we can get from them," I said. Everyone agreed and started to disperse from the house. When there were only our parents and us left I turned to look at my mom.
"Hey we'll be fine, I mean he is the Twice blessed for crying out loud," I joked to her.
"Just promise me you will both be safe and won't do anything stupid or reckless," mom looked at us sternly but I could tell how worried she was.
"Mom everyone will make it out alive," Wyatt promised as he hugged her. I shared a look with dad, communicating so many emotions that I couldn't say. Even though we tried to downplay the situation we all knew that that this threat was serious and me and Wyatt would be front and centre in the battle.