Date: Mon, 7 Apr 2008 16:03:21 +0000
From: juan guzman <qt2004_423@hotmail.com>
Subject: New Covenant 3

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Chapter 3: A Love lost in Magic

This chapter is told from Wyatt's point of view

I orbed into the mansion to find an explosion of demon debris
everywhere. My mom, and my aunts stood in the solarium, defending
themselves form the horde coming from the dining room, but there were 4
coming from the living room, and they were wide open to that attack.

"Mom, aunt Paige LOOK OUT!!" I yelled hoping to catch their attention.

My aunt Paige turned around and called an athamey to a demons throat, then
re-routed a fireball, and my mom froze the room.

"Wyatt, where's David?" I could hear the concern, and the upcoming rant in
her voice and expression.

"He's on his way to the airport, he took the car. Where's Chris?" I could
see most of the room, and I still hadn't seen him.

"He went up to the attic, to protect the book, orb up there and help him,
we've got it covered down here." I knew it was my aunt Phoebe, even though
I could only see the back of her head, as she looked for a way to get rid
of all the demons at the same time.

"I'll go check on him. You guys need any help down here?" I looked around
and counted 14 demons, nothing out of the ordinary, but I knew they could
cause a lot of property damage, and the grandfather clock had only come
back from the shop two days ago.

"We got it, I think...well would you mind horribly putting a shield around
the doorway to the living room? Just in case we get distracted again." My
aunt Phoebe still hadn't looked at me, but her voice was raspy, she'd been
crying right before I'd orbed in.

"Aunt Phoebe, is there something wrong?" I put all the worry and sympathy I
felt into every word, making sure she knew how much I wanted her to talk to
me, how much I wanted her to turn around.  "No, nothing's wrong Wyatt" she
turned and looked at me, there were no tears running from her eyes, but
there was definitely something wrong, she suddenly gasped and her hand flew
to her chest "David...he's at the hospital, there was a car crash he's
critically injured, get Chris and get going, we'll handle this."

"David's where? How? I just left him!!!"  I could not believe what my aunt
Phoebe had just said, how could David be in a car accident when I'd just
left him in the car? My eyes watered, my throat tightened then I was orbing
myself to the attic, and looking for Chris.

I orbed in by the window, Chris was on the floor, the Book laid in the
floor next to him, glowing yellow, protecting him.

"Damn it Christopher!!!!" I looked around the room, there was no-one there,
perhaps the book had taken care of it, or maybe this was an ambush...I
looked at Chris laying on the floor, so defenseless, so vulnerable. I put
up my shield and began walking towards him.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!! I told you I would come back for you
Halliwells, did I not? You're too weak to fend me off, and you have no back
up now. How does it feel Wyatt? I've killed David, Christopher's half way
there, and the Charmed ones are fighting illusions...I have even Kidnapped
Leo...I will unite the underworld under my rule, and I will destroy your
bloodline!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

The exAvatar we'd fought yesterday was back, he was angry, and he'd hurt my
family, he'd hurt my brothers...killed one of them if he could believed,
and had my mother and aunts under a spell, he would not live long, not if I
had any say in the matter and currently I had all the say in the world.

"You fucking ass!!! I'm going to obliterate the very essence of you, they
very air you breathe in will kill you!!!" My voice was flowing of its own
accord, but the threats I was making were not empty nor false, they were
promises.

"Do you actually think I would face you un-aided? HAHAHAHAHA you're more
stupid than I first thought, no Wyatt, I know who you are, and what you're
destined to do, I know the extent of your powers, and I also know your
weaknesses, I'm going to kill everyone you love, and once your spirit's
broken, that's when we will see each other again, that, I promise you." His
voice made my skin prickle, his laughter left me weak, and his eyes pierced
me in such a way as a demon had never done before, but I will not break, he
can't break me. My family's welfare depends on it.

He glimmered out, leaving nothing but anger and frustration in me. Chris
laid still, but breathing by the podium, the book safe in his hands, even
if he himself was short of that. I walked over to him, slowly and
carefully, this could be a trap, and I couldn't afford to fall into it, my
mom and aunts also needed my help.  I got to where Chris was, and kneeled
slowly over him, he was still breathing, but his pulse was weak, I had to
heal him, but it would take long. I hovered both my hands over his still
body ad began to let my healing power flow, I concentrated on saving him,
on making him stronger than he was right now, making sure his vitals
strengthened.

Suddenly the attic door blew to pieces, I would have to stop healing Chris
and fight something, this was not a good day. Then there was a voice.

"Chris, Wyatt are you okay?" My mom's voice was filed with concern, anger
and worry. It was almost whimsical in my ears. I kept healing Chris, and
yelled back where we were, my aunts and my mom rushed in, all of them
waiting to find something just as I had a couple of minutes ago. Finally
Chris regained consciousness. He looked up at me.

"Thanks Wyatt. What the hell just happened?" Chris's voice was groggy and
slow, then again he'd almost just died, it was a good sign he could speak
no matter how weird his voice might sound.

"That was too close, and if we don't get to the hospital soon, I might just
have a nervous breakdown."  My aunt Paige sounded like hell, she would for
a while, her nerves won't settle quickly, they never do.

We orbed to the hospital's entrance hoping that we'd go unnoticed. We
walked into the sterile, unwelcoming ER lobby, and headed towards the
nurse's station. A woman hovering in her early 40s sat behind the sky blue
counter, her white headset contrasting against her deep ebony skin, her
lime green nails an offense to her profession, her fire-engine red hair,
the only thing that stood out in the bland, colorless lobby.

"Excuse me, we're trying to find out if a patient has been admitted. Is
there anything you can do for us?" My aunt Phoebe kept her voice even and
amiable, even though her foot kept hitting the parquet-imitation tiles with
a staccato-like rhythm, the little raps and taps becoming almost
hypnotizing.

"Well, we could start with the name, don't you think that would be a good
start? I mean I ain't psychic or nuthin' sweetie." The woman was clearly
bored, and her only entertainment was to torture those families that were
too aloof and in pain to care.

"Look here...SISTAH...my son could be dying right now, and your attitude
isn't helping the problem, how about you do your job and drop the goddamned
little `I'm too low-paid to help you' gig before things really get out of
hand!!!" my mom's face contorted into a fake, smile that could've
vanquished 100 demons if she channeled her powers through it, than as an
offside she added "please."

The woman glared at my mom then turned and looked to the computer, the
distinct sound of typing echoing through the lobby.

"what's ya son's name?" the words were spit out, bitten off, spoken through
anger and frustration.

"David Samuel Halliwell. He should've come in...we ummm... we got a call
from...the cops, he was in a car crash."

The nurse clicked away on her keyboard, and stared at the screen. There
seemed to be a glee, a joy on her face, all my instincts began to run
rampant, this could clearly be a demon, or a Harpy or something. I began to
fidget my foot in a staccato noise, matching my aunt Phoebe's as of now
incessant beat.

"There hasn't been anyone admitted for a car crash or under that name, are
you sure this is he right hospital?"

My mother glared at the woman, her hands went up and suddenly the whole of
the lobby was hovering in time, all except for us.

"If you hadn't frozen I would've gladly blasted you!!" Mom said to the
nurse, her rage clear on her face. Suddenly there were sirens outside
heralding an incoming ambulance.

Mom looked outside, and unfroze the room. She turned to the nurse.

"Can you please check again? I'm sure the cops said San Francisco
memorial."

The doors to the ER burst open, and on the stretcher being shoved through
the door, bathed in bruises, blood, soot, and what looked curiously like
ashes was David, unconscious, his vitals barely there.

"Omigod, Piper look, it's Dave." My aunt Phoebe had noticed and had begun
to run towards the stretcher.

My mom looked and ran to the stretcher as well, me and aunt Paige trailing
behind.

"BE CAREFUL WITH HIM!!! THAT'S MY SON!!!!" tears were streaming freely from
her eyes, and her voice shook with worry.

"Piper, let go, they need to treat him, Phoebe, help me get her off of
him." My aunt Paige was crying her voice catching at her throat on every
word, her face gaining that unearthly glow so typical to her.

I pulled my mom from David's limp body as my aunt Paige pried my aunt
Phoebe from the side of the stretcher.

"If he dies, you'll regret it, I swear you'll regret it." Mom glared at the
paramedics and doctors that were gathered around my brother. In our rush
we'd forgotten about Chris, he was by the door to the ER looking towards
the outside, I caught his attention and he rushed over, a worried look on
his face.

"Wyatt, I think someone just got orbed or orbed here, he's unconscious on
the pavement outside, should we say something?" I went to the door, Chris
was right, on the floor, under the shade of the hospital's roof was a
stunning young man, laying on the floor, unconscious.

"Did you see orbs? Were they white?"

"Yea, I just told you I saw orbs, and they were white, he just came outta
nowhere, I saw him when mom unfroze the room. Right as David was coming
in."

I looked to my brother, catching his eyes, we shared a look, he bit his lip
in worry, I exhaled, we waited while debating whether we should alert the
hospital staff or heal the guy ourselves. Finally I made up my mind.

"listen let's take this the safe way, we alert the staff, and if he's
magical, and needs to he can get himself outta this jam. We'll make sure he
gets in the room with Dave, that way if it's a plea for help we'll be able
to help him and if he's evil we can keep an eye on him"

Chris looked at me and nodded, still biting his lip pretty hard.

I walked over to the nurse's station the nurse who had first "helped" us
was now gone, replaced by a matronly, almost grandmotherly woman with a
sweet smile and the smell of baby powder and lilac perfume. I looked at her
and my skin prickled, she looked like an older version of the seer Kira, my
breath caught, I stuttered out a hi, she smiled and looked at me.

"Is there anything I can help you with love?" She had a very pronounced
British accent, nothing like Kira's.

"Ummm...yes, I...well my brother...umm he just saw a...a guy...he
ummm...collapsed right outside." The shock of her reminiscence to Kira had
not worn off and I found every word I spoke painful, my pain for Kira had
not lessened, and this woman looked too much like her.

"I'll call the code" she got up with an unusual litheness, and agility
rousing the staff around her.

"We have an unconscious John Doe at the door, he collapsed, bring a
stretcher, I need 20 cc's of Epi, and bring the defibrillator, page doctor
Hanson, hustle, hustle!!!! Also get 10 cc's of saline!!! C'mon people,
raise a fire under your asses c'mon!!!!"  She ran from behind the desk, I
spun my body to follow her way, suddenly the room froze, people stopped in
mid-stride, a vase of flowers stopped in mid-air, but the old lady was
still running.  "KIRA!! I knew it was you!!" I couldn't help but smile as
she turned around, exasperation clearly showing on her face. Yellow lights
surrounded her and the mirage of the old lady faded away.

"DAMN IT!! I knew this wouldn't hold up too well if I ran into you. Wyatt,
I'm on a mission, I need you to unfreeze the room." Her words were gentle,
and her eyes spoke more of yesterdays and how much she still cared.

"Kira, I didn't do this, but someone did, and quite frankly I'm very
thankful, I've missed you so much, what happened after Zankou killed you? I
knew you weren't dead, I could feel it, but where did you go? Where have
you been this past ten years?"

Kira looked around, she seemed to be deciding something. She began to walk
towards me, I walked towards her. We met halfway, she put her arms around
my neck, I put mine around her waist, and we kissed, I held her close to
me, not willing to let go, I breathed in her scent, burnt roses and
blooming lilies, I caressed her back feeling every inch of that familiar
territory, I took her hair into my hand, her luxurious hair, still tender
to my touch. Finally she broke the kiss. We locked eyes, her beautiful
hazel eyes, they hadn't changed, they still held so much in them.

"Wyatt, I've missed you so much. I've been meaning to come to you, but my
bosses, they said we had to leave it to destiny, that if we were supposed
to be then we would find each other. And today when I was told to come
here, I never expected to see you again." her voice was pitched almost to a
whisper, her eyes darted every which way, as if searching for something.

"Kira, when did you become a white-lighter?" She was surprised, but I knew
that no demon left anything to destiny, especially not the high-level
demons. Only the Elders would speak so cryptically. Her eyes lowered and
she pushed away from me.

"I...they...it happened right as I was about to be consumed by the
wastelands, the Elders sensed a soul inside me, and they knew they had
erred, so they brought me back immediately, made me a white-lighter,
actually, some wanted to make me part of the Elder council, but with my
past history, it all got a little...iffy. Well it took them what seemed
like two days, but it ended up being more like 7 years here, so by the time
they decided to give me a charge, they'd already found their powers, and
had this whole...ugh thing about magic, so I lost my first charge...then
there was arguing about whether or not to keep me, now I have a new set of
charges, and I've spent 9 and a half years stuck at an Elder council." She
looked around the room "still, doesn't explain why the whole lobby's
frozen, that's not my charge's power."

I looked, and still the lobby was at a stand still. There were hurried
steps from the hallway, my mom came crashing through the corner, hands at
the ready, my aunt Paige, and Phoebe close behind her.

"Wyatt, are you okay?" She saw Kira, and her face lit up.

"KIRA!!!! OMIGOD!!! You're alive!!! You're alive? How? What? I
mean...WOW!!!" My aunt Phoebe was utterly shocked, what she and Kira had
shared had meant a lot to her, to both of them. My aunts and mother all
walked towards Kira, my aunt Phoebe had her arms outstretched, she hugged
Kira, with a sincere love.

My mom took Kira's arms, she looked her up and down "Kira, by God. You
haven't aged a day" she hugged Kira tightly, patting her on the back "you
know Kira, you're still my favorite demon, and my favorite
daughter-in-law." My mom hugged Kira once more then broke the hug. Kira
moved on to Paige. My mom walked towards me.

"What gives? I didn't do this. Did you?"

"No mom. I was talking to Kira, then the room froze."

"No Wyatt, it's not just the room, it's the hospital."

"It's more than that" Chris walked in from the outside "San Fran is frozen
I walked a 5 block radius, and orbed to the Golden Gate. San Francisco is
frozen, once you get across the Golden Gate, everything's back to normal."

"Piper, if its not you, Wyatt can't freeze, I don't think Kira can either,
and neither Chris Phoebe or I, then who or what did this?" My aunt Paige
gestured around the room, everything still unmoving. There were bells
chiming, and a flood of almost white orbs descended on the lobby, from it
materialized 2 figures, one male and one female, both dressed in
floor-length golden robes, with pure white sur-coats and hoods.

"I am Orphea, this is Mercurian, we are the first elders." Orphea's face
was still hooded, so was Mercurian's. Orphea's voice carried clearly, and
evenly. She looked to be about 5' 11" her skin was as fair as winter
snow. Mercurian had yet to speak, but he looked to be about 6' 2" and in
contrast to her creamy white skin, his was a rich brown.

"We have come to offer a truce of sorts between us, and the Charmed
line. The Twice Blessed Child, the Time Traveler, and the Graceful Son of
Power are all about to ascend to the Charmed post, and we would like to be
able to work with the Charmed ones again." Mercurian's voice rang through
the lobby with a certain power, but it still held a softness and a love
that was as startling as t was out of place. Mercurian removed his hood,
his face was young, with peach fuzz, where a beard may on day have grown
had he not gained eternal life, his nose though prominent, was perfectly
proportioned to his face, his eyes tilted upwards, the yellow green color
giving him a weird perfection. His lips were full, yet demure.

"We have come to show our good faith and trust in the Charmed ones by
endowing on gift upon you, one that will show how much we want this to
work. Leonard Wyatt." As she spoke Orphea lowered her hood, her face seemed
even younger than Mercurian's, her deep green eyes sparkled in their acorn
shaped frames, her nose was piqued, thin and yet it fit her perfectly, her
hair was spun gold, with a light reddish tint glinting whenever the light
caught it, her lips were almost sculptured. She had high cheekbones, not
prominent but very pleasing, an her eyelashes were long and luxurious.

As she finished speaking my father's name a stream of blue orbs appeared
next to her, my dad materialized from it, looking dumbfounded, as he
realized he was no longer at Magic School. He looked around the room
bewildered, spotted us and walked away from Mercurian and Orphea. His gaze
could've vanquished them.

"What are YOU doing here? Get away from my family!!" Dad stood between the
Elders and us, arms outstretched, creating a shield with his body. Mom
walked up to him, and held on to his arm, my aunt s walked up and stood
next to her, I walked to his left side, and glared at the Elders, Chris
stood next to me, and Kira stepped forward next to Chris.

"We are not here to harm any. We wish to give you all a gift...or more
correctly two. We want to endow Leo with his white-lighter powers, no ties
to us, but with the same privileges. And we wish to bless Kira and Wyatt's
union whenever they decide to give each to the other." Orphea's face showed
no emotions, it remained rigid, almost as if it were set in stone.

"I don't think so. First you take Leo from me, you forbid us from seeing
each other. Then you clip his wings, then u give them back to him. Then one
of you tries to kill my son, and when Leo defends him you threaten his
life, then you erase his memory and force him choose between you and his
family, unfairly might I ad since one of you goes and brainwashes him while
I am at he brink of death. And now I'm supposed to smile and say thank you?
NO WAY!!" My mother clutched my father's arm tighter, her gaze defiant on
the Elders.

"Piper, wait...I think we should think this through. I mean, you know hoe I
feel about just standing around and watching you guys get hurt especially
when you're trying to protect me. This might be a good deal." My dad looked
deep into my mother's eyes his light blue eyes searching deeply into her
light hazel eyes. "Piper, you know we could use this, especially now that
the boys are off to school, we won't have a healer in the manor, Paige
can't be at our every whim." He looked at the Elders "what if this is meant
to be? What if this can save our lives?"

My mom looked at the Elders, then back at my dad, she seemed to come to a
decision in her mind "If you hurt us, in any way, I will personally
obliterate all of you. I will find whatever means are necessary to get to
you. And that'd not an empty threat, it's a promise." She looked at my dad
"If it's what you want o do, I'm behind you 100%."

Orphea stepped forward, and held out her arms, dad looked at mom, kissed
her and then walked towards Orphea.  "No obligations right? I only take
care of the Charmed ones, the girls, I get to lead my life as I have
been. I stay as Headmaster of Magic School. I am simply someone with
white-lighter powers. Right?" He looked into Orphea's eyes, searching for
something that wasn't present anywhere else.

"Yes, except that you will not have white-lighter powers, you were an
Elder, and so you shall have those same powers. And yes you shan't have any
of the responsibilities, you will be an Elder living in this world. Only if
the Charmed ones are in mortal danger will you be called to us."

She extended her right hand, my dad took it in his left. They locked eyes
one more time. Suddenly there was a yellow light glowing from Orphea's
body, it gathered on her hands, stopping right before my dad's hands. Then
it began to slowly ebb into my dad's body. His hands began to shine white,
the glow working its way slowly up his arms, then finally spreading over
his body, until his own glow undermined that of Orphea's. Orphea's eyes
snapped open, she began to drain back some of the light, but it would pull
away from her. Mercurian saw what was happening, and raised a hand. Orphea
turned into orbs and the connection to my dad was broken. My dad was sent
flying backwards, mom froze him I mid-air.

"Leo!!" Paige called my dad, and he orbed in next to her.

"Mercu...YOU! What happened just now?" My mom kept her hands at the ready,
glaring at Mercurian. "what is going on? Your better tell me something soon
or you're going to be blown up!" she raised her hand one more inch, aiming
them directly at Mercurian. "Start talking, or things are gonna get messy
very quickly."

My aunt Phoebe stepped next to my mom and held her elbow, channeling her
anger through her own body with her empathic gift. My aunt Paige took my
aunt Phoebe's shoulder and together the Charmed ones glared at the Elder.

"Listen there's nothing wrong with Leo, Orphea simply lost her focus, she
gave him more power than she meant to, hence why he began to shine brighter
than her. Orphea will be fine, she just needs some rest. Leo is now one of
us, he has no obligations as promised, lest we see a great danger coming to
either you or the coming generations. We promise that until you call for us
we shall not come to you. Wyatt, Kira our offer shan't expire, should you
wish to become married, we would gladly bless the union. Mote it be."

With that Mercurian was gone, then his voice floated to us. "You might want
to get back to where you were before we cast our spell, Kira remember your
assignment. Blessed be. We will wait until you are where you should be, and
Kira turn back to your cover."

Mom looked at my dad, he nodded and orbed out. Aunt Paige looked at me and
Kira, she winked, then orbed mo and aunt Phoebe back to wherever it was
they had been. I looked at Kira, she walked over and kissed me
passionately. I held her tight to me, wanting to etch the feel of her skin
into my mind, she broke the kiss. As she stepped away from me she
transformed back into the sweet old nurse, Chris resumed his spot by the
door, I walked back to the counter, Kira turned away from me. I looked at
her, and like clockwork the city resumed its pace.

The hospital staff rushed out, I forgot what was going on for like a
second, then remembered the guy sprawled on the pavement outside. I rushed
to the door, and stood next to Chris, we watched as Kira and the rest of
the hospital staff checked the guy's vitals, put him on the stretcher, then
rushed him in, Kira was still firing off directions at the people around
her. They found the guys wallet. I snuck a peek. "Caleb Danvers, that's a
Massachusetts license. Are those keys in his hands?"

Chris looked at me, his face contorted in concentration, he was clearly
using his telepathic powers, I just couldn't tell on who. "We don't have
anything to worry about, looks like they're taking him to the exam room
next to Dave's. C'mon let's go see what's happening with Dave." He turned
towards the door. I heard a bell chime and knew Chris had used his
telekinetic powers, I simply didn't know on who or why.

We walked to the hallway mom had come from, Chris kept looking back over
his shoulder, and now and again I could hear the familiar chime of his
powers being used. Finally I grabbed Chris by the shoulders and spun him
towards me "What's up? And don't say `nothing' `cause it's looking like
something, spit it out!!."

Chris avoided my eyes, but I forced him to look at me, drew his gaze to
me. Wee locked eyes, and he was full of guilt. "Well, the reason I was
looking out the door was because I saw a shadow...Wyatt, the Angel of Death
is here, and I think he's coming for David. I'm not ready to let him go,
not yet." A tear slid down Chris's face, I drew him into me, hugged him
tight as I could. "If he dies, then that's it, I swear, I won't fight
anymore demons, I'll just sit by and watch the world collapse, I can't lose
either one of you, not now!!"

I held him tighter, his words were like knives to my heart, his pain rang
through every one of my cells. I knew how he felt, I knew what thoughts
coursed through his mind, but I also knew that fighting the Angel meant
nothing, if he meant to take David, there was little to nothing that we
could do about it.

"Chris" I looked into his light hazel eyes so much like my mother's "you
know better than to fight him, it's a pointless battle. He will get who and
what he came for, no matter how much you fight him" I pushed him farther
from me, at arm's length, looked him dead in his eyes and put as much
comfort and love as I could in my voice "Christopher, no matter what, we
WILL find a way to bring him back. I swear that to you. But you have to
understand that fighting the Angel will simply weaken you, and he will not
even be phased."

Chris looked down the hall, followed his gaze, but saw nothing there. Once
again I heard the chime, this time a little louder than before. To my
surprise the lights in the corridor flickered, and a spark came from
Chris's hand, up his arms, then it connected with my hands on his shoulders
and I was sent flying back, I heard a loud crack as I hit the wall,
suddenly the room went dark.


Author's note:

I know I know someone else who get knocked out, but I promise his fate is
already in motion, he'll be fine.

David and Caleb are hanging in the balance. Chris discovers a new
power. Wyatt finds his long lost love. Leo is once again an elder. But how
long will all this last?

Feedback (hate mail or good mail) is as always welcomed at
Qt2004_423@hotmail.com or at Davidknosall224@aol.com C u L8r.

I want to apologize for the long posting period, but...well its been
hectic, hope u enjoy.