Post by StoryGirl83 on Jan 23, 2010 20:28:02 GMT -5
Chapter Four – Three Months in Three Minutes
Wyatt was silent as he tried to form an answer. “It all started when magic came back. Chris’ boss had called, because he was late, so I went in to wake him and found him, dying.”
“What?!” Seth almost choked on a piece of food. “What happened?”
Wyatt sighed. “Honestly, I still don’t know, but when we were both very little, before Chris was born, he showed up in the past. I don’t know a lot of details, but from what I can gather he was mortally wounded, no one could heal him, and he somehow ended up here in our time and merged with my brother from this time line. I do know that Chris’ memories got messed up and he couldn’t remember a lot of things for a couple of weeks. He finally got his memories all sorted out when he was attacked by a demon who tried to erase his memories. It somehow backfired and fixed them. Now, he has memories from two time lines. See? Not so complicated.”
Seth glared at him. “There’s a lot more to it than you are saying, I’ll bet.”
“And if you find out what those things are, let me know,” Wyatt requested, “because Chris won’t talk about it. Something happened in that other time line that he wants to hide from me and I am having the hardest time finding out any of it. About three weeks ago, while I was still in the hospital, he actually told me a lot, but usually it’s like pulling teeth.”
Seth sighed. “Fine. So any idea on how we might deal with this new threat?”
Wyatt shook his head. “Not really. I suppose our first thing to do is see if we can find out why they are so excited and get a list of any demons that only show up every one hundred years. It’s a really specific time frame.”
Seth nodded. “That’s true. Most demons attack at any time.”
“I’ll see you later,” Chris called as he passed the doorway on his way to the door.
“Have fun,” Wyatt teased.
“Call if you need me,” Chris returned popping his head back in the doorway.
“Will do,” Wyatt replied, waving him away. “Just get to work, before you’re late.”
Chris grinned and headed out without another word.
“He must really enjoy working for your mom,” Seth commented as he picked up a cup of coffee, oddly placed on the bookshelf. One sip and he grimaced. He grabbed up his plate and took a bite out of his food. A smile replaced the grimace.
Wyatt nodded, trying not to laugh at the expressions on his best friend’s face. “He seems to. I remember him dreading going to Centennial, but now he seems happy to go.” He stood and walked over to the coffee table. He pointed to Chris’ homework, laying forgotten in neat piles on the table. “That and college.”
Seth looked at him surprised. “When I talked to him in December he was thinking of quitting that, too.”
Wyatt laughed. “Seth, he’s been thinking of quitting for almost five years, but so far as I know he’s never done anything serious about it.”
Seth chuckled. “Five years, huh? Why does your brother even attend college if he doesn’t like it?”
“Because he likes knowledge. He likes knowledge, but he hates tests and doesn’t care for homework.”
Seth laughed this time. “So he’s a pretty typical college student, huh?”
“Other than the whole witch thing,” Wyatt retorted.
“Well, there is that,” Seth agreed, his forked tongue flicking out. He took another bite of his food and sighed.
“What is it?”
“I know something is going to happen, something bad,” Seth reminded him. “The underworld is excited and they just don’t get excited. Whatever this demon is, he’s causing a stir.”
“I think I’m going to see if I can find anything in the Book,” Wyatt decided. “Care to join me?”
Seth shakes his head. “No, I think I need to check some things out. I’ll meet you back here.”
“I thought you didn’t have any leads,” Wyatt commented.
“I don’t,” Seth confirmed. “It’s something else.” He stood and looked down at his half eaten plate of food. “Fridge?”
“Are you planning on finishing it?”
“Probably,” he acknowledge as he picked it up. “I’ll tell you if I find anything interesting.”
Wyatt watched as he headed into kitchen with his food. He paused only a moment before he orbed out.