A Charmed Story - Part Eleven:
Enemy In My Mind
Chapter 3
Bianca and Piper had been chatting cheerfully in the kitchen, in order to hide their worries about Chris. It was clear that the two women who most loved him were concerned about him, but at the same time, none of them wanted to show her worries to the other.
After a while, Piper sighed and dried her hands with a towel that was hanging from the wall, by the sink. Bianca smiled at her silent. Then Piper turned to the door, and frowned a little bit: "This is so quiet..."
Only Wyatt's voice could be heard, muffled by the distance. He was making the noises of cars with his childish voice. Bianca looked back to check what she had said: "I am gonna see if everything's ok."
Piper nodded, and went to the bar to clear it up, as her mind flew to Chris and his problems.
Meanwhile, Bianca entered the lounge, and frowned when she saw only Phoebe, completely focused on her work on the laptop. She had her eyebrows furrowed and looked at the screen very closely. "Phoebe," the Phoenix said.
The Charmed One jumped on the chair, startled by her sudden voice. Then she smiled, placing her glasses properly on her nose: "Hey... sorry, I was absorbed by this article. It's not easy to write about this kind of stuff when you can't see it objectively, you know? And I think that..."
"Where's Cole, Phoebe?" Bianca asked, cutting her off.
Phoebe kept her mouth open for a second, then closed it and frowned. "Err... I thought he was..." she turned to look at the sunroom, "...there with Chris and the kids." She paused and turned her eyes to Bianca again: "That's weird, I thought they were here. I didn't even notice when they left..."
Bianca did not listen to her anymore. She rushed to the sunroom, where little Wyatt was still playing with the cars, making the noise of the engine. When she passed by the playpen, next to the door in the inside part, she had a look and saw that Hope and Christopher were still deeply asleep.
"Wyatt," she called the kid's attention. He stopped his game and raised his head with a worried expression, afraid that he had done something bad and was going to be scolded by her. "Where's your brother and uncle?"
Wyatt opened his mouth to answer but then he kept quiet, staring at Bianca a little bit distressed.
The girl smiled at him and sat by his side, still worried for them. "Hey, are you playing alone?" she asked. Wyatt nodded, as she wondered how they had gone leaving the boy alone in the sunroom and without letting anyone know. "Did Chris and Uncle Cole have something important to do?"
Wyatt stared at her, and at that moment aunt Phoebe came in too, and stayed at the door, leaning against the frame of it.
"Wyatt... Is anything wrong?" But he shook his head and went on playing. "Did they tell you where they were going?"
"No..." was Wyatt's short answer.
"Bianca, they said they wanted to talk, remember? Probably they just went to a quiet place with that idea... They will be fine."
Bianca turned to Phoebe when she heard her talking that way, and stood up again, shaking her head: "Don't you think they would have told us? Would they have left the kids alone without warning us?"
Phoebe shrugged, feeling uncomfortable. "I don't know... They just told us before... Maybe they just left." She looked at Wyatt out of the corner of her eye, as she talked.
At that moment Piper came in too, dusting her hands on her trousers. "Is everything alright over here?" she asked, stopping to have a look at the two babies.
"Mommy!" Wyatt exclaimed, orbing straight to her arms.
Piper caught him on time, laughing, and had to sit down immediately, as the kid kissed her in the cheek: "Hey, big boy, you're growing fast, you cannot do this anymore, or both of us will fall the next time!"
Bianca and Phoebe chuckled when the child answered: "I don't let you fall, mommy."
Piper smiled and kissed him on the forehead, lovingly: "I know, babe... I know."
Then she turned to her sister and Bianca. "So... what's going on? Where are they?" she asked.
The two women looked at each other, and Phoebe, with her hands in her pockets, shrugged: "They wanted to talk alone. They'll be back in a while."
Piper nodded slightly, and Bianca sighed: "Ok, you win... I know, I worry too much..." But she kept staring at Wyatt, who was now playing with Piper's shirt.
Phoebe stretched and yawned. "Well... I guess I should be ending this stupid article, if I wanna go to sleep soon... Poor Cole if he doesn't hurry!" she said as she walked to the computer and started to type again.
Piper smiled: "Well, and I think it's the time for the big boy to sleep..."
"Nooo!!" the little kid protested.
But Piper bit his fingers very softly and playfully and said: "Oh, yeah... Or tomorrow none will be able to wake you up for the rehearsals for the Christmas thingy at the school." She stood up, taking the boy with her upstairs, and turning to Bianca she said: "Why don't you choose a movie meanwhile? We can watch it, I wanna wait for Leo... I hope he comes soon."
Bianca nodded slowly and then she went to the shelf where they kept all the movies.
"But with no sound, please! Woman working here!" Phoebe exclaimed, raising her index finger but her eyes fixed on the screen and her glasses on the nose tip.
At this moment Paige arrived by orbing, startling Phoebe again.
"For God's Sake!! Can't a woman work quietly??" she said, scolding her sister, who right after appearing sank down on the sofa, in front of the tv.
"Any good movie??" she asked Bianca, who had turned to say hello to her, and was still checking.
"Don't know... What are you doing here? I thought you'd go out with Kyle today..." she answered and asked in return. Phoebe was now paying attention to them again, to honor her own fame of gossiper.
Paige nodded: "Well, yes... But work is work. He has to..." She stopped suddenly and looked to them both who were waiting expectant. "Ok, Tom phoned to the police station because they've been robbed, but it seems..." She bit her lips and lowered her eyes, knowing that what she brought were not precisely good news: "Well, it seems there could be some demonic action behind this."
"WHAT??!" Phoebe and Bianca exclaimed at the same time.
Paige was still looking at her hands on her lap: "What you have heard... Actually, he was gonna check what has happened and then well... he wanted to talk with us."
"Us? You mean us, WE?" Phoebe asked. "I need to finish this and..."
Paige interrupted her: "I am afraid he meant us, WE, the three of us, yeah. And any of the family who can help."
"GREAT! " Phoebe said angrily, as Bianca sighed, sitting down by her side.
At that moment, when all of them were silent and with worried or disgusted expressions on her faces, Piper came back: "Hey, Paige!" Then she saw all their faces, and still smiling, but a bit surprised, asked: "Something's wrong?"
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"So..." Cole said, pacing inside the cave from one side to the other, "none of you knows what these voices say, or what they want... You just feel something and don't know why..." The source of all evil and the Elder-witch nodded, so Cole looked at them. "What if you are... empathic?" he asked, recognising that from Phoebe.
But Julian said immediately: "Chris could, but not Belthazor." The demon grumbled, but he knew his friend was right. There must be something else...
The colored witch went on, pensive: "Do you feel something now??" Cole also looked at them expectantly, but Chris and Belthazor exchanged looks with one another and then shook their heads.
Finally Chris sighed: "I guess this was a mistake. We should not have come, there must have been just a feeling."
But Belthazor grabbed his arm rudely, startling him: "No, it's not, I..."
Suddenly he roared in pain, and let go off Chris to hold his head. Chris did not even have time to be taken aback by that outburst, since his own head starting to hurt in the same way. He fell on his knees and took his hands to his temples, crying, and tears flowering in his eyes.
"Hey, buddy, are you ok??" was Cole's voice. He was holding his shoulders and his head, worried.
Actually, that moment Cole had asked, he was fine... And Belthazor too. Whatever had happened, it had lasted just a few intense seconds. He nodded sweaty and swallowed, still stunned.
"What the hell was that?" Cole asked, looking at Julian who was helping Belthazor up.
The demonic witch shook his head: "No idea..." He stared at the demon, who sighed and looked at Chris.
"Are you ok??"
Chris stood up, supporting himself on Cole, and nodded sombre.
"Did you hear something?" Belthazor asked back.
Chris nodded again, his hands shaking a little bit. "Someone was calling me," was his short answer.
Cole frowned, as well as Julian, and both looked at the red demon, who just made a sign with his face, meaning that he had heard this too.
They kept silent for a few moments, staring at each other, and finally Julian said: "Didn't you hear anything else? We can make a spell and..."
"I wanna go back," Chris said, dryly.
Cole pressed his shoulder: "But Chris, we can discover what the hell happened, it might be important..."
"I want to go back," he repeated looking him in the eyes. Julian swallowed and stared at them and Belthazor, who said nothing.
Finally Cole sighed and nodded: "Ok... let's go then..." He took his hand, waiting for him to orb them both back, as Belthazor and Julian stared at them silently, not even trying to hold them back.
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When they appeared in the living room, Bianca and Phoebe jumped up and hugged their husbands closely.
"Where have you been?" the Phoenix asked still worried.
Chris smiled and kissed her: "Just a little outside, taking a walk."
"But why did you leave the kids alone?" Piper asked annoyed about this fact.
While Chris rolled his eyes, Cole shrugged and said: "Because the babies were sleeping."
"Yeah, and Wyatt can take care of himself, he's old enough and you've been just in the next room..." Chris added, smiling innocently.
"He's three!" Piper complained.
"He has a forcefield," Cole added as innocent as Chris.
Piper was about to freak out, but Paige put her hand on her sister's shoulder to make her calm down.
Chris just yawned: "Whatever... I need some hours of sleep now, I think..."
Bianca smiled at him and kissed his nose, then she turned to her mother in law: "Can Hope stay here with Christopher? I guess when we take her out of the playpen and she wakes up, she will never go to sleep again tonight."
Piper nodded: "Yeah, no problem." Then the young couple said goodbye and orbed back to the school.
Meanwhile Phoebe looked frowning at her husband: "You're smelling, honey... Where have you been???"
Cole, who had followed Chris's orbs with his eyes, wondering what had gone on down in the cave, turned now to Phoebe and smiled at her. "Later..." he whispered to her ear.
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As soon as Chris and Cole had left, Julian turned around. "What the hell happened?"
"Nothing," Belthazor grumbled and turned to go back to one of the other rooms.
But the demonic witch stepped into his way: "No... We're friends right? So I want an answer now, because actually you both scared me! I want to know what this is about!!!"
The source of all evil looked up from the ground. And when Julian saw his friend's eyes, his blood froze. Because what he saw there was fear. The source of all evil was scared to death.
"Come on... don't run away like that... Please tell me," Julian said again.
Belthazor shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't... I just can't..." Then he suddenly flamed out.
Julian just stared at the spot where is friend stood just a few seconds ago, then he went over to one of the chairs and sat down, sighing deeply.
Never before he had seen that his friend was scared like that. And that meant that whatever was going on, it must be something huge.
Closing his eyes he took a deep breath and tried to sense for him. He needed to talk to Belthazor, if he wanted it or not...
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Chris was taking a shower. Closing his eyes he just enjoyed the warm water caressing his skin. He felt so tired... What he just had heard, had felt down there. It was so... He didn't find the right words to describe it. He sighed pulling the hair out of his face. He needed to relax, to take a break... he just didn't have the time for that...
Suddenly he heard how the door to the shower was opened. Startled he turned around. "Bianca," he said then smiling.
His wife was standing there, only dressed with a bathrobe and smiled at him. "Are you sure you're fine?" she asked.
Chris nodded: "Yeah... I am." He smiled back at her hoping that she wouldn't notice his worries.
She didn't... or she didn't want to. Smiling she took off her bathrobe and stepped to him under the shower. "I thought... Now that Hope stays with her grandparents... we could have some fun together..." she said caressing his cheek and then let her hands move down to his chest.
"Wow," he smiled looking at her well formed body. "Have I ever told you that you're not looking like a woman who gave birth to a child just three month ago???" he asked and pulled her close, kissing her.
"I love you," she mumbled against his lips and returned the kiss.
But suddenly Chris tensed. And then it was there again, that terrible feeling. Bianca looked at him scared, while Chris hold his head, moaning in pain. She saw how his eyes got darker, then he sank down to the ground.
"Honey... What is this?" she screamed scared.
But Chris already relaxed, the pain was gone. Breathing heavily he just sat there feeling the water coming down on him. He closed his eyes and tried to calm down when he felt a hand touching his arm. He opened his eyes again and looked into those of Bianca.
"God... Chris? What happened???" she asked terrified.
"Nothing," Chris said, "it was nothing." Then he pulled her close and hugged her tightly.
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Cole sighed as he passed his arm around Phoebe's shoulders, and hugged her against his body, both of them sitting on the sofa in the lounge. "So we're waiting for Kyle now?"
Paige nodded. She was still feeling kind of pissed off, since she had just lost the opportunity of going out with him as a normal couple. Those were the moments in which she hated being a witch, even if of the three sisters, she was the one who loved magic the most.
The three girls and Cole were sitting in the lounge, waiting for the late visit and worried about what was going on.
At that moment Leo came, too, with a wide smile drawn on his face: "I am sorry I am so late, but the preparations for the Christmas party are taking us so long, because everything shall be perfect. And we... we put Jeremiah..." He stopped and his expression changed into one of suspicion. "Hey, is everything ok here?" he asked.
Piper turned to her sisters and Cole, but the latter smiled: "No, don't worry. Kyle is having some problems and wants to come and ask us, but nothing to worry about." And he looked significantly at the sisters. It was better not to say anything about Chris's state for the moment, and they three did know even less than him.
Piper smiled too, and said: "Yeah, he's right... But Paige is kind of angry right now, and it's contagious." Her sister grimaced mockingly when she heard her name, and folded her arms on her chest, while Phoebe grinned.
Leo frowned, but said nothing. Instead, he went to the playpen and saw the two babies sleeping soundly. "Is Wyatt already in bed?" He asked with a low voice. All the sisters and Cole answered affirmatively at a time. "So maybe I should orb the playpen to the room... It's more silent for the babies," he added, waving his hand to make them disappear. He did not ask about Hope. In fact, he was used to have the girl at home, from time to time (same as Christopher has spent some nights at the school), and he simply guessed that she had fallen asleep and her parents did not want to wake her up, or... perhaps the granny had insisted on having her there for that night.
"Ok..." he turned to them again. But at that moment, the doorbell rang. Paige jumped off her seat and rushed to open the door.
There was Kyle, smiling a little bit ashamed: "I am sorry for coming so late..."
"Good night," Paige interrupted, embracing and kissing him.
"G-g-good night," he muttered.
After that, the girl invited him in and closed the door. Then they headed to the living room, where the others were waiting expectant.
Kyle smiled again at them and waved his hand, a bit shy. That was not the best time to go and visit someone, he had to remind himself that this was a professional one. "I am sorry... I hope I didn't interrupt anything..."
"It's... It's ok, I guess," Leo answered, looking at the sisters, still somehow confused.
Piper smiled. "Don't worry, Paige told us... Are they fine?" she asked.
"Come and sit down." Paige placed a chair by the armchair where Leo was sitting now and invited him to take seat, which he did.
"Yes, they're fine. But the house was a mess. Tom took me there, bleepering."
"Shimmering," corrected Cole immediately.
Kyle nodded. "Whatever. The thing is, I doubt it's something... you know, something 'non-human' by what I saw. But there was some burned stuff. This does not mean that the attackers were supernatural, of course, but I will check it," he explained quickly.
Leo looked from one to another wondering what they were talking about, but Piper made a signal meaning that she would explain later.
Paige sighed. "So you will investigate it? You think that someone might be after Veronica's parents because of their money, or something?" she asked.
Kyle nodded, but very slowly, very hesitantly: "Well... I think it was just because that house is so full of all that technical stuff... and some computer are missing. So if this is just a casual case, then I'll give it to the responsible department. But... actually there is also another thing. Well... lately we are having some..." He hesitated unsure how to say it. But Darryl had agreed that they needed the sisters help.
"Some what?" Phoebe asked, gesturing with her hands to make him hurry.
"Some magical robberies in the city," Kyle finished, inhaling air deeply, and feeling all the eyes, magical eyes, fixed on him.
"It's weird..." Leo said. "We haven't heard anything up there."
Kyle shrugged: "Well, maybe just because they use a small amount of magic, enough to immobilise the victims..."
All of them kept silent for a moment, thoughtful, until Cole broke it again, taking his arm from Phoebe and leaning a little bit forward: "You are not saying that those attacks are demonic, are you?" Kyle shrugged, and didn't answer straight forward.
"You think they could be witches?" Phoebe asked surprised.
"Oh, my goodness," Piper muttered, taking Leo's hand.
"We don't know, honey, I guess it could be any of the sides. But I don't think that someone is using magic for personal purposes and risking being exposed," Leo said.
Cole shook his head: "Well... You never know."
Phoebe looked at him worriedly, while Paige kept staring at Kyle, who said: "Actually, by the victim's descriptions it looks more like... a demon."
"We can try to find something out and let you know as soon as we discover something..." Phoebe finally said.
Kyle nodded and sighed: "Yes, please, that would be useful. Darryl has this case, so together, both of us can keep you unexposed."
Paige smiled and went to him as he stood up, to kiss him in the lips.
"Well... I guess I should..."
"We should leave. Guys, don't stay awake for me!" Paige said, interrupting him. Kyle was shocked, but then he smiled, as she added: "You changed your mind, darling? We have a date..."
"Of course not... I thought you were tired..."
"Well there is still a movie on midnight..." the witch-whitelighter replied smiling.
Phoebe raised her hands pretending to be scandalised and said to Cole: "We should leave too, man... I am not gonna see this!" And she took his hand, pulling him towards the their new room as he chuckled.
"Good night!" he said from the distance.
Leo and Piper laughed too, as Paige and Kyle kissed each other again: "I think we should also go..." the Elder said, and suddenly took Piper in her arms. She cried and laughed and kicked at the same time, but it was no use. Leo orbed straight to their room, while Kyle and Paige stayed downstairs, kissing for a while.
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Chris sat silently on the bed, while his wife dressed herself for the night. He just sat there, his legs crossed, and stared into the nothing.
Bianca sighed and sat down next to him. Wrapping an arm around him she forced him to look her in the eyes. "Why won't you tell me?"
"I told you... I said it was nothing!" he replied a little harshly and freed himself from her hug.
"So?" she shot back annoyed. "It was just NOTHING! Great... You break down in the shower, obviously in pain, but it was just NOTHING!"
She looked at him, while he rolled his eyes. A fight was the last thing he needed.
"Why don't you trust me anymore, Chris?" she asked calmly. But before he could answer something, she grasped her bathrobe, pulled it over and said: "THIS will not gonna work this way." Then she left the bed room slamming the door shut behind her.
But when she crossed the small living room to leave their apartment, Chris orbed in front of her.
"I'm sorry," he said, looking at her with sad eyes.
"Then why don't you tell me...???" Bianca asked. Chris was about to say something but his wife didn't let him. Even if she already began to melt again at the sight of his eyes, she wouldn't let him get away with this so easy. "You had been the one who said that we always have to talk to each other," she said angry. "You had been the one who said that this is what a marriage is about, that we share both good and bad moments... So why aren't you doing that now?"
"I'm sorry..." he muttered.
Bianca shook her head and was about to leave but he grasped her arm. "I can't tell you what this is about because I don't know it," he said.
The Phoenix turned around to face him: "What do you mean?"
"I... I have that feeling in my head," he tried to explain, "it feels like something is very wrong, but...and then it's like someone is calling me... I don't know what, or where those feelings comes from... I've no idea..."
Now Bianca sighed. Then she wrapped her arms around him and put her head on his chest. "I love you," she muttered. Then she looked at him: "We'll find out what this is about... I promise." Chris nodded. "But first," she went on smiling, "you need a little distraction." And she pulled him playfully back to their bedroom.
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"Tom?" Veronica asked when she heard the door.
"Yeah it's me," he said. Seconds later he entered the bedroom and sat down next to her with a sigh.
"Where have you been?" she asked and her voice sounded very worried and scared.
He sighed again pulling off his shoes: "I was in your house, with Kyle, Paige's friend form the police. He said he would take care of that." Veronica nodded and sighed. Then he added: "Tomorrow you should call your parents... They should know that."
She nodded again and then snuggled herself into his lap: "I'll do it, if you promise me, not to leave me again."
He smiled sadly and kissed her on her forehead. Then he took off his clothes and lay down next to her pulling her close and whispering: "I promise, I'll never leave you again."
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The following day was a sunny one, with nice weather, through still cold. Chris and Bianca thought that it was the perfect time, that early in the morning, to go for a walk and avoid the big crowds.
Chris had felt that pain again a couple of times during the night, and now Bianca was fearing that it was not exactly something magical, or related to his powers, but something graver for a human being. What if he had some kind of migraine? Or what was worst... What caused it? The girl had been unable to sleep that night, some terrible ideas spinning in her mind, and making her shiver at every new thought. What about a tumor?? She had shaken her head almost crying. No, that could not be... and if it was, then Leo would heal him, wouldn't he?
When Chris awoke in the morning, with a slight headache, but ready to go and get Hope, and start a new busy day, Bianca had grabbed his arm and told him that he should relax. And the best way was going for a walk in the town, early, and breath the pure air. Chris was a bit dizzy and was not able to resist at all, so he finally agreed, and now they were at the end of their relaxing morning, about to go back to the manor.
It was almost lunchtime, and now there were hundreds of people in the streets. However, Chris was feeling better now. That had been a great idea, he had told Bianca, who sighed and smiled relieved.
Walking back home was also a great idea; maybe that was what Chris needed. Just relax, and forget about his stressing life for a while. He would not admit it but being a witch with the correspondent responsibilities, and also an Elder, with more responsibilities, plus teacher in the magic school, father, husband, and to top it all... owner of Excalibur! Sometimes he really wondered if all this was a little too much for him.
As they walked slowly along the streets, enjoying the view of the bridge far away in the horizon, they tried to chat about unimportant things. Something that kept the young man distracted from all those responsibilities. At that very moment they had said something really funny, because Chris had burst into laughter, and Bianca chuckled, as she held his hand while they walked, but suddenly, he stopped, and his expression turned serious.
"Have you heard that?" he asked.
Bianca frowned and looked around: "What do you mean?" The street was full of people, there was a lot of noise. Of course she heard that!
But Chris just made a signal and kept listening. There was something... He had heard it... "That voice..." But he had not finished saying it, when that headache came again with all its strength, forcing him to his knees. Chris let go a scream of pain and held his temples with his hands, closing his eyes.
"Oh, my God... Chris!!" Bianca knelt down by him and tried to help him, but she did not know what to do. Some people had stopped by their side, some just standing by, and others truly concerned.
Chris's yell stopped, but he was still groaning and sobbing in real pain, his eyes still closed. He felt then a hand on his shoulder.
"Do you need an ambulance??" the voice asked.
"No, no, I can... This happens sometimes, he's under treatment," Bianca lied.
But another voice had interrupted them already: "I am calling the ambulance. It's ok, buddy, you'll be fine."
"Oh, my God, he looks so sick."
"Mommy, is he gonna die??"
"No, no please, we don't need an ambulance, he'll be ok."
"Chris... "
"...Yeah... Irving... Seventh Avenue... It's a young man... around 25..."
"Chris... "
"Chris, it's ok, you'll be fine. Please, let him alone, he needs to breathe."
"Bianca...?" Chris was confused by the mixing of voice around him, He opened his eyes slowly, dazed, just to find himself in the middle of a group of people who were staring at him, calling ambulances, and asking the others to move.
"You'll be fine, honey, but we have to go..." was Bianca's voice. She sounded so worried... Her face was so near his, but he could not focus his eyes.
"Chris..."
"The ambulance is coming."
"Move, move..."
"No sweetie, he'll be fine. Let's go home; you shouldn't see these things..."
"Chris..."
"Bianca..." He was trying to focus his eyes in the front. He had to wink several times, since he could bet he had seen... a demon?? It was a big one, with tattoos and piercings. He smirked at him. Chris closed his eyes again, and breathed heavily.
"We have to go..." Bianca insisted. She did not want him to go to the hospital... What if that was magic and they discovered something?
"Don't worry, miss, he'll be fine."
"Chris..."
He opened the eyes again, and saw the demon. He was nearer him and Bianca now, he was smirking evilly, and suddenly raised his hand with a fireball on it.
Chris cried: "NOO!!" And he stretched his arm to shot one of his flashes at the demon, that was vanquished immediately. Or at least, it disappeared... in a weird way.
All of a sudden, silence wrapped them all. Chris winked again, and looked around. Everyone was staring at him in shock. Everyone.
"Chris..." Bianca was as shocked as the others, and all her body was trembling. She helped him up, and he could see that literally, everyone in that street was looking at him. "What have you done?" The young Elder swallowed, seeing the hole on the opposite wall. The truth struck him at the moment.
"Oh, my God..." his mind was clear now, but he wished it wasn't.
A woman next to him had taken her hand to her mouth, there were a couple of people fainted, but none paid attention to them, the man with the cell phone had it in his hand, but he was staring at Chris, mouth open, and the phone ringing... Some kids who had been playing around had stopped doing so, and a mother had covered her daughter's eyes and was crying, hysterically, assisted by another man who was actually looking at Chris more than the woman.
"What the bloody hell was that!?" a middle-age man exclaimed, surprised and confused.
"Chris, we have to go, NOW!" a shivering Bianca whispered, holding his arm.
"Did I... did I hit someone."
"No, for God's Sake. Just the damned wall. What were you thinking about? Let's go, before something else happens." She grabbed his arm.
"Mom, I am scared..."
"We have to call the police."
"Don't move!" There was a man with a gun, trembling, in front of him.
"We cannot shimmer, Bianca..." Chris said, still confused, and seeing what he had done.
"They have seen you flashing the damn wall, Chris, what does it matter if we shimmer now??"
Chris swallowed again. "I... I am sorry... This is not what you..." he said
"DON'T MOVE! Someone call the police!" the man with the gun cried.
A car was started at that moment, Chris turned to look at it, and Bianca pressed his arm to shimmer with him, but he was faster and orbed away, avoiding a lost bullet that thanks God, just passed by one of the bystanders, making everyone cry in fear and shock.
(Chapter 3 written by Belén and Chrissy.W.x)