Hi, sorry for taking so long. This month makes me go nuts every year! Im just glad I managed to update again before Christmas.Thank you all very much for your reviews! Since my computer will need the holidays for repairing, this chapter is going to be the last one this year. That's why I made it longer than usual. Just take it as a little Christmas present ;-)

Chapter ten: You think we should?

Chris old apartment, night

Benji was about to answer when they suddenly heard loud rock music coming from the inside of his jacket.

"What's that?", Chris asked.

"My MMCP-Player.", Benji answered.

Bianca send him a curious look. "Your what?"

"MMCP-Player."

Seeing their blank faces, he added "Multi-Media-Camera-Phone-Player. You know, something like a crossover between a computer and a mobile phone."

"Oh" ,came the similar answer from the three people from the past.

Shaking his head amused, Benji reached into his pocket and pulled out a little thing that looked a bit like a mini-laptop.He opened it. On the display you could read: ALEX CALLING...

"Speaking of the devil..." Benji mumbled and pressed a button.

On the display appeared the image of a young teenager with short spiky blond hair and hazel eyes.

"Yep, that's definitively Wyatts kid." Chris thought as he and Bianca stood next to his brother and Benji while he glanced at the 'Mini-Wyatt' on the screen.

"Hey", Benji said. "How's it going? You ok?"

"For now.", came the reply.

Alex took a look at the people around Benji. One of them seemed to be Chris, through he appeared to be a lot younger than usual. And the blond man beside him...

"Look, if you are busy..." Alex started, but was interrupted by Benji:

"No, it's ok. That are friends of mine. You can trust them. They know about everything."

At that, the boy gave him a short nod.

"So, what did you mean when you said for now?"

Alex sighed. "There was one of this..demons. It looked like a man. He followed me when I left the club."

"Oh my God, are you alright?"

"Yeah, don't worry. I vanquished his sorry ass!", Alex grinned. Little did he know that on the opposite housetop stood two figures who watched him carefully.

"How did you do that?", Benji asked.

"I burned him."

"Ata ata boy!"

"Bite me!"

Benji gave a short laugh, before he turned serious again. "Have you any idea how it found you, or why it came after you?"

"I was hoping you could tell me that. I already tried to contact Chris, but he didn't answer."

"Yeah, he's...busy right now."

"Isn't he with you?" Alex asked as he glanced at the young man with brown hair standing next to Benji.

"Yes – no, that isn't Chris, well, at least not our Chris, it's...complicated."

By hearing Alex saing Chris name, the two figures on the housetop shared a look.

"Has the kid just said Chris?", one of them asked his companion.

"Yes, I think so."

"Do you think he has contact to him?"

"Probably."

"You think we should?"

"Yes, go."

And with that, the other one shimmered out and back in right next to Alex.