Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 30, 2008 23:21:51 GMT -5
Chapter Eighteen - Glowing Teddy Bears and Other Bad Stuff
Down in the kitchen, Leo is holding a plastic food container and feeding baby Chris. He turns as he hears the muffled explosions coming from the attic. “Okay.” Leo picks Chris up and puts him in the playpen nearby. “Okay, buddy,” Leo said as he started walking toward little Wyatt. “Daddy's gotta go check on mommy, okay? I'll be right back.” Leo pointed a finger at his son, touching him gentle on the hand. “All right. You stay here, okay?” Leo turns and leaves the kitchen.
Before Leo was even fully out of the room Vicus began to appear, first his eyes, and then the rest of him in succession. “Heh.” Vicus turns and walks over to Wyatt. “I'll never leave you, Wyatt.”
Wyatt looked up from where he was playing with some teddy grams on his high chair. His teddy bear was hugged close to his side as he silently looked at the friendly looking demon who he thought of as a friend.
Vicus started walking toward Wyatt as he spoke. “I’ll always be here. I promise.” He slowly knelt down until he was eye to eye with Wyatt. “Now, show me that you believe me. Let me see your teddy bear just for a second. Then, I’ll give you both a big surprise.”
Wyatt whimpered and hugged Wuvey even closer as he watched Vicus. He could hear the muffled sound of explosions from the attic, but to him they were normal every day sounds. Such was the life of the son of a Charmed One. Undeterred, Vicus held out his hands waiting for Wyatt to put the teddy bear there.
In the door way from the dining room to the main hall, Leo stood silently with his hand against the door frame. He looked up at the sound of the muffled explosions from the attic continued. He took a step forward and stopped, his thumping hitting against the door frame in nervous indecision. He had his sons to protect, but he was worried about his wife, sister-in-law, and the older version of his oldest son. He glanced nervously back at the kitchen door, unaware of what precious seconds he was loosing to his indecision, of what was going on only a few feet away. The sound of something hitting something upstairs brought his attention back to the stair case, his eyes filled with worry.
In the attic things were worse than they sounded. Hugo cracked his whip and made a second one appear in his other hand. Piper watched from behind a book case waiting for a chance to do something. The female demon ran across the attic and Piper saw her chance. She waved her hands causing an explosion to his the demon. The demon fell down onto a couch. Hugo cracked his whip, catching Piper’s ankles and pulling her to the ground, as the female demon got off the couch and continued to run to the other side of the attic.
Not far away was hiding behind an overturned table. The second male demon was standing not too far away looking.
Wyatt and an invisible Chris both stood trying to stay out of harms way trying to make a decision on what to do. Neither was sure if he should mess with the battle, but both were getting closer to their breaking points.
Phoebe peaked out from behind the table. The demon saw her and sent a metal ball at the table. It hit the table an exploded pushing the table into Phoebe. Propelled by the force of the explosion, Phoebe slid across the floor into a bed, hitting it head first.
Chris ran over to her to make sure she was all right. He knelt down and checked her. Seeing that she was fine he looked up at the demon who had thrown the energy ball, glaring. Hurt my family, will you? We’ll see about that.
Before Chris could stand up and enter the fight, Wyatt stepped forward. Hugo cracked his whip. Wyatt’s voice was unnaturally deep and powerful as he announced, “Enough!”
Chris looked at his brother, startled. All three demons turned to look at Wyatt, as well. This should be interesting. I haven’t seen Wyatt this mad since . . . actually I can’t come up with anything.
Hugo’s whip retracted. The metal ball retracted into the second male demon’s hand. All three demons looked at Wyatt with interest.
“Leave my family alone,” Wyatt told them with emphasis on each syllable.
Hugo took a step toward Wyatt.
Wyatt raised his hand and held them out in front of him. Enormous power swept through the room toward the demons turning them into ash and breaking everything in its way.
Phoebe and Piper stared, wide eyed. They hadn’t seen anything like this before. Still invisible, Chris stared at his brother with open amazement. So that’s what he meant when he said his power to blow stuff up wasn’t like Mom’s.
Wyatt breathed out a sigh of relief.
From downstairs they all heard Leo’s concerned voice ask. “Everything all right up there?”
Still staring at her son Piper responds just loud enough to allow Leo to hear her. “Oh, yeah. We’re fine.”
Wyatt turned his head to look at his mom. Piper met his eyes and turned to look at Phoebe sitting against the bed she hit. A few feet from Phoebe, Chris stared at his older brother, unsure what to think. The whole situation had him on his toes and very concerned.
Since the noise had stopped and Piper had assured him that they were fine, Leo headed back into the kitchen. As he entered he looked at Wyatt who was just them letting go of his teddy bear. The teddy bear began to float before Leo’s eyes. Leo looked at it confused. “Wyatt, what’s going on?”
Wyatt didn’t even acknowledge that he heard him.
Then, Leo realized that it must have been something to do with the demon and shouted upstairs for reinforcements. “Piper!”
Though Leo saw nothing other than a teddy bear floating in mid air, Vicus was holding Wyatt’s teddy bear. Only Wyatt heard it when Vicus voiced his pleasure. “Good.” He took the bear and waved his hand over it. The teddy bear began to glow an reddish-orange color.
Leo turned around and saw the glowing red teddy bear floating back toward Wyatt. Wyatt reached out his hand for his Wuvey. Too far away to really stop him, Leo tried to warn his son. “Don’t touch it.”
Little Wyatt didn’t notice his father’s urgent tone. “Oh, thank you.” Wyatt grabbed the teddy bear.
At that moment the older Wyatt orbed into the kitchen. Vicus looked up with anticipation. Wyatt looked at Leo. “Dad, what happened?”
Leo turned and looked at his future son. Before he could say anything his adult son began to change before his eyes. The older Wyatt’s hair grew long; he grew a moustache and goatee. Even his light tan clothing changed to black.
Chris ran into the room, knowing that orbing wasn’t an option if he was to remain a secret. Upon seeing his older brother changed his mouth dropped. Oh, no! That demon got to him. After everything . . . this cannot be happening. I won’t let this happen.
Vicus smiled in satisfaction. Piper and Phoebe walked into the kitchen, Piper stopping as she saw her son. Chris looked around the room trying to figure out where Vicus was.
Piper stared at her older son. “Wyatt, what happened to you?”
Wyatt ignored her and turned his head to the left to look where Vicus was standing next to the high chair. The others still couldn’t see him. Chris followed hie eyes trying to see something. When Wyatt asked, “Who are you?” in an unnaturally deep and sinister tone, Chris knew someone was there.
Phoebe wasn’t so quick to catch on. “Who’s who?” Her eyes glanced around trying to see someone.
Piper turned to look at Leo. Leo didn’t take his eyes off of his son. The evil young man didn’t pay attention to anyone, except Vicus. Chris walked over to where Vicus was and started waving his hand around trying to find someone or even something.
Still trying to grasp what was going on Piper asked Leo, “Who’s he talking to?”
Leo didn’t have to think about it as he answered. “The demon.”
Little Wyatt just held on tight to his Wuvey.
While Chris continued to try and find Vicus, Vicus looked at Wyatt. “Follow me.” Vicus slowly vanished out of the room, his eyes disappearing last.
Wyatt black orbed out of the room also.
Chris stared at him horrified. No! You are not evil, Wyatt. You are not evil. I am not going to allow this to happen. We will change this. Chris looked over at the only Wyatt still in the room, the quiet little brother who if they didn’t change anything would become the evil big brother they had just seen disappear.
Leo turned and looked at little Wyatt holding the teddy bear.
Chris took a deep breath and let it out. Then, he left the room in search of a pen and paper. He had a spell to write.