Date: Thu, 20 Dec 2007 05:33:07 +0000
From: juan guzman <qt2004_423@hotmail.com>
Subject: A New Covenant 2

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The Story in this chapter will be through Caleb's POV.

A New Covenant
Chapter 2: Out with the Caleb in with the David


	It was one of those days, you know, when you can feel it in your
bones that there's something horrendously big about to happen. I could
taste it in the air, it was almost like everything around me was screaming
at me, like every breath I took, every step, every thought, all brought me
closer to this great thing that was going to happen.

	I started my day as I do every day, hot, steaming shower, quick
breakfast with my mom, and a drive down our grounds to see my father, then
off to the pub with the guys. I wasn't expecting anything big; it was just
another day, one that brought us closer to the beginning of the fall term
at Spenser Prep. But somehow everything felt different, it felt wrong,
uncomfortable, like there was some big thing looming just outside my grasp,
I just hoped it was nothing more than nerves, but as the day ebbed away
things fell into place, and now I'm here, sitting around the Book of
Damnation with my friends, trying to figure out why there's such a strain
on the magical "waves" traveling around Spenser.

"Listen guys, we know it has to be one of us, I mean after all if there
were more witches around here we would have felt them before, I say whoever
overused all that magic yesterday just come forward, we let by-gones be
by-gones and be done with it." Said Pogue his back tensing as he scanned
Tyler, Reid and myself for some hint of guilt.

 My anger exploded under Pogue's stare and the words I had so wanted to say
before simply cascaded out of my mouth with no heed to my brain, "That's
where it hits the hitch ain't it Pogue? If we can't understand that these
powers are addictive, then we're fucked!!! Look at my dad, he's only forty
and he looks like he's a-hundred-and-sixty, do you wanna look like that
when you're twenty? We HAVE to get hold of these powers or they'll consume
us, we can't just use them 'cause we have them!"

 Reid's face contorted in a way I had never before seen, I knew his anger
and probably his guilt had reached the same boiling point as mine, "Caleb,
take the stick outta your ass our powers are there, no we shouldn't abuse
them, but what might happen if we ignore them?" his words dripped with
disdain and frustration, his eyes burned with a fire that had nothing to do
with the release of our powers "I vote that we use them as we see fit, if I
wanna get old by the time I'm eighteen, then it'll be that, and if I just
wanna stay how I am, then it be that too!!!"

"THAT'S WHERE YOU'RE WRONG REID!!! IF YOU START AGING OUTTA THE BLUE, DON'T
YOU THINK IT'LL BE TOO SUSPICIOUS? IT MIGHT UNDO THE COVENANT AS A WHOLE,
THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I'M PROTECTING, NOT US!!! THIS COVENANT IS AS OLD AS
THIS STATE AND YOU WANT TO MUCK IT UP NOW?? THINK WITH YOUR FUCKING HEAD AT
LEAST THIS ONCE YOU ASSWIPE!!!!!" I exploded not being able to hold my
tongue any longer, unable to bear Reid's incessant child-like attitude any
longer, my stomach roiled and lurched with anger so hot and consuming. I
thought I might explode into billions of pieces in the next minute.

Tyler's smooth voice emerged from the shadows where he always hung, half
concealed, yet unforgettable.  "Bring down your voice Caleb this loudness
is unnecessary!!! We get that the Covenant is important, but we're young,
and this burden we carry makes us old inside even if we don't over-use it,
just keeping this damned secret tears me apart sometimes, I can barely
stand talking to anyone outside this group because I'm afraid I'll say
something and we'll have a second witch-hunt!!!!!"

"AHA!!!" Reid's voice dripped with triumph and hard-won victory, like a
child that finally savors a long desired candy. "I knew I wasn't the only
one who felt that way!!" his eyes glinted with a sentiment that I had
thought 'simpleminded' Reid incapable of, "You see Caleb; it's not that I'm
being rebellious, or a troublemaker, I just think the inside should match
the outside, if I feel forty inside I might as well look it outside."

"Look, I understand you guys as much as anyone else, but nothing we can do
is going to change the fact that we are bound by magic..." Pogue's face
screwed up as he spit out the following words, clearly fixated on the
meaning they took as he spoke them out-loud " and blood to guard this
secret with our lives. Caleb doesn't act this way just to annoy us, half
the time he's as scared and tired as any of us, and most of the time he's
twice tired and worn because we somehow fell into this groove where he's
our leader."  His gaze feel on me, and I knew instantly that Pogue
regretted that such a weight had fallen on me, but was relieved that it had
not fallen on him. "We gave Caleb an extra burden just because he's the
first-born among us and that wasn't fair, but that's what happened so now
when he grits his teeth and snarls at us we respond by making his burden
twice as heavy and making him sound like the 'wet-blanket' of the party."

 "I understand how this secret changes all of us, but I've seen it take
hold and choke its charge." I had no more words to express what I wanted to
say, so I drove yet another hit on a worn out nail head "My father's proof
that overusing these powers is in its own way a curse, and the secret's
just another weight to simply placate or tempt us. I do what I do simply
because I don't want to see any one of you hurt, or Salem suffer a second
Witch-trial."

"Well, I know that you do it because you want to help us cope Caleb, but
sometimes....I just feel like you might suffocate us." Tyler said with such
sincerity, that I knew he'd thought it for so long, that it was now second
hand to him. A thought mulled and explored, dissected and rebuilt all in a
single second.

I couldn't take more of this endless sparring, it would become too much in
a while and someone would explode, it was always that way.

"Doesn't matter what we say or do, because in the end it doesn't change the
fact that someone's using a lot of magic, and they're not even being
discreet about it, so long as its none of us, ten I guess we can leave well
enough alone.....at least for now."

"Hey, Caleb, how come you felt it last night though? I mean none of us have
ever felt the others use it, so how come all of a sudden you now can?"
Reid's eyes searched me, they raked me across a bed of coals and bared my
soul so that anything I said would be nothing but the truth.

"I don't know, I'm as surprised as you are. I guess it's because I'm so
close to ascending, maybe it's something else entirely, I don't know, I
just hope that whatever it is, it doesn't bring something horrible in its
path. Listen, I've to go to the airport, provost Higgins asked me to pick
up some guys there, apparently this the year for transfer students, and
since my car's so small, I was kinda hoping I could borrow your truck
Tyler? I'd have it back in the afternoon, and you could of course have my
car."

"Sure, and anyway I'm heading, gotta catch a bit of sleep tonight or I
might fall apart. See you guys later." Tyler rose and began walking up the
steps, at the bottom step he turned and tossed me his keys. "Oh, and by the
way, that house up by Laura's Lane has been taken, and it has all the
furnishings in, I wonder who got that....it's a manor isn't it? Well let's
just hope it's not a crazy person."

He finished going up, we looked at each other and smiled, Tyler always knew
things like that, and more than once it had helped us get out of some
heavy-duty jams. We started up the steps, Reid in the lead, Pogue bringing
up the rear, this too was almost rehearsed, but none of us minded it, not
this part of the routine

Once we left the ranch house I took the road east towards the airport,
Pogue and Reid went south towards the school. The road towards the airport
was eerily deserted, it seemed I was the only car en route there at this
time.

I turned the radio on, hoping to gain some type of distraction, but Tyler's
CDs weren't my style, so I flipped to radio.

"This is 'Lover's Hour' here on wlyr 92.7fm Ipswich, remember this a
request hour, you tell me what to do."

I knew her voice so well, so many times I had dulled my aches in her, so
many times I had called, only to hear her voice, Sasha Kenos was the best
DJ any station had.

"All my loyal listeners out there, even if you're not in love, the music
still suppose to play, and this one's from Tanya to Jason, she says: "Sorry
we couldn't work it out, hope you find someone who fulfills you, and has
whatever it was I didn't," and she dedicates 'Hate that I Love you' by
Rihanna and Neyo, here on wlyr 92.7fm Ipswich" The song began to play, and
as I'm wont to do whenever a good song comes on, I started singing along as
well.

"Its how much I love you, its how much I miss you And I can't stand you,
most everything you do makes wanna smile, Then I don' like you for a while.

But you won't let me, you will set me go, and then you kiss My lips all of
a sudden I forget That I was upset I can't remember what you did..."

The song kept going but my mind slid off it, it was back in town, with the
guys. I wanted so badly to know what they would think if they knew of my
sexual orientation, or the fact that I've kept it from them for so long? I
know they're friends, I know we grew up together, I know we all hold the
same secret, but I still have to wonder, will it all remain the same if
they ever find out? If I ever have the guts to come out?

Cars began to swoop past; I was getting closer to the airport, and getting
this damned errand over with. Provost Higgins loved packing me up with new
students, and that was always awesome.....NOT. What made it so easy for
Provost Higgins to rub these people off on me? Didn't the school have a
welcoming committee?

I got to the airport and began looking for the folder Provost Higgins had
given me. I was meant to pick up a trio of brothers, David Halliwell,
Christopher Halliwell, and Wyatt Halliwell. I understood by their ages that
Wyatt would be in my class, Chris a junior and their brother David a
sophomore. Something about the names and pictures made my skin prickle,
like a missed sign, but I just shrugged it off.

I walked into arrivals, looking for these very striking young men, Wyatt's
eyes were such a deep blue that I could drown in them just by looking at
his picture. Chris's face was so striking, that every feature seemed etched
out, made to fit. David held the most though, his face was an homage to the
Greek of old, his eyes were windows that saw as much as they showed, his
lips were so perfectly set, and so well constructed that he looked ready to
be kissed every moment of the day. I felt a strange connection to his
picture, even though I didn't know him..

I kept looking around, hoping to catch a glimpse of the Halliwell Brothers,
I went to the nearest flight screen, and looked for flight 374, San
Francisco to Ipswich. It had arrived on time, meaning the brothers should
be around here somewhere. I went to the food court, thinking they might
have gotten hungry, but they weren't there. I headed outside to the smokers
corner, who knows one of them might smoke, but they weren't there either,
their flight had gotten here at 2:00 pm EST, it was now 3:30 pm EST, and I
couldn't find them anywhere, I took out my cell and dialed the school's
main line, the phone rang once...twice....

"Spenser Preparatory School, this is Ms. Daniels speaking, how may I direct
your call?"  "Ms. Daniels, this is Caleb Danvers speaking, Provost Higgins
asked me to pick up some new students at the airport, and I was just
wondering-"

"Oh, Mr. Danvers...ummm there was an accident, the Halliwell brothers won't
be here today, it was my mistake, I meant to call you earlier, but we got
tied up."

"Oh, is everyone ok? Was it the flight or something else?"

"The youngest brother had a car accident, we don't know much else. Do you
want to speak to Provost Higgins?"

"No, that's all right, I'll just drive back home. Thank you Ms. Daniels
have a good day."

I clicked the phone, and began walking out of the airport, as I got to the
doors my throat caught, and my breathing became ragged, my head began to
spin, and my eyesight blurred, I saw white lights, and then I hit the
airport floor, and it all went black.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
		Sorry this chapter took so long, and that it isn't much,
but my life got a little hectic these past months, I'm already a third off
into the third chapter, hope u guys like it.
		I changed the way the characters spoke, if u guys want me
to revert back to the original form, please e-mail me, and if you want the
original form back....e-mail me, I'll decide whether to change it or not on
the feed back.