An. Wow, what a response! Unfortunately I can't seem to be able to look at my reviews, so if you had a question I'm sorry that I can't answer it. These chapters are going to be short, as they are only select parts of the people's lives (and I'm to lazy to write more).

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Two weeks later…

Wyatt sat in the darkened movie theatre, his eyes drooping. They had got to the part in the movie where everyone loses hope and they all cry for a while. The movie had been bad, but this was almost too much. And to make it worse his date he crying next to him. She was also shooting him pitiful looks, hoping to get him to comfort her. He sighed in annoyance, and flicked his wrists. The room froze.

Wyatt knew he shouldn't be doing this, but he needed a moment to think how to get out of this date early. Sitting back and closing his eyes, he savoured the silence. Reaching out with his mind, he made sure some usher wasn't about to walk in. As he was sensing, he felt something familiar on the edge of his mind. Focusing on it, he realised it was Chris.

What was Chris doing here? He was meant to be working tonight. Chris had been working a lot over the last two weeks, and it seemed to Wyatt that something was different about him. He didn't know what, but Chris had been too secretive recently, and it was worrying him. He decided to go and see what Chris was up to. He unfroze the room and turned to his date.

'Betty, I'm so sorry, but I have to go and check on something important.'

Before she could protest, he was up and leaving as quickly as possible. When he was outside Wyatt took a deep breath of fresh air and searched for Chris. He could tell he was somewhere further down the line of cinemas, but when got equal with him, there weren't any entry doors. Looking round, he saw a storeroom and realised Chris was in there. Slowly he walked over to it and opened the door to reveal a small dark room. He quietly walked in, formed an energy ball in case Chris was being attacked by a demon.

When he looked behind the shelf he got the shock of his life, and almost lost control of the energy ball.

Chris was pushed up against the stone wall; a boy who looked a few years older than him was kissing and sucking on his neck. Chris had his head resting back against the wall, eyes closed. He was moaning slightly as the guy ran his hands over Chris's skin under his shirt.

'God Matt!' He whispered, which just seemed to urge the guy on.

Matt. He was in the year above Wyatt, a real hot shot. He always had two girls on his arm, and yet here he was making out with his brother. As Wyatt stumbled to leave, he made enough noise to hear Chris's voice say

'Hey, did you hear that?'

'Nothing, just forget it.' Came Matt's muffled reply.

Wyatt was slightly worried that Chris hadn't sensed him, he was obviously really getting into it. Wyatt closed to door, and walked slowly back down the corridor, numb with shock.

Oh little brother, what have you gotten yourself into?