Chrissy.W.x wrote:Well... here we go... Hop you like it... Seems I creativity hit me hard since this turned out pretty long...*wink*

You know I love it!! I always love your updates!!

Well, at long last I have an update... Sorry it took so long, my creativity seems to slow down this time of year... Must be the cold weather... lol And it's surprisingly longer then I thought it would be... (Thanks for the help, Chrissy! ) Well, I hope you enjoy it! lol

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Note: No... Cole meant what he said... Chris shall not know what's going on with that couple... and the same goes for the readers, so... No.. That's all from them, they won't show up again. Please focus on the other characters when you write an update.

Yes Ma'am!!!

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Back in the our time...
Nicki and Cole walked a little down the corridor to one of the empty classrooms. Actually school should have started again by now, but due to the circumstances they decided to give the kids some more days off, until the situation is solved - in which way ever.
"So, how can I be of service?" Cole asked as he sat down in one of the chairs. He did not really feel comfortable, with Nicki pacing in front of the board, actually he felt like being a kid in school... Not that he ever really was at any school when he was a kid...
"Well," Nicki began as she was still busy walking hole in the ground, I wanna know what it was like..."
Cole sighed. "Nicki, I..."
"No..." she interrupted him. "I know this is very personal, but I need to know... I need to know to understand him. Chris said I will be fine with both his sides... But, I feel that I need to understand all this first..." She shook her head looking at the former half-demon with desperate eyes: "Please..."
Cole sighed again, but then said: "Ok... What do you wanna know?"
"First I wanna know..." Nicki said as she sat down on a chair in front of him, but turning so that she faced him, "those two sides... do they have two different consciouses (can I write it like this?)???"
Cole stayed calm for a moment, thinking how to put into words what he wanted to say. "That's hard to explain," he finally said, "but no, I do think there is just one conscious, but... well it's hard to explain."
"Please try it," the woman said, grabbing his hand.
"Well... When I was Cole I felt like I'm in control, calm, collected. And when I was Belthazor I was passionate, wild, animal-like. It's like if you would let all your bad traits out at once."
Nicki nodded at this, trying her best to understand. Then she asked: "So Steve is still Steve?" Cole nodded. "So he still loves me?"
Cole sighed again at this, then said: "If you want to know if he would hurt you, then I can't answer that. Yes, I am sure he still feels love for you, but that it no guarantee when he let the demon control himself. And..."
"And...?" Nicki asked, her eyes sad now, after Cole's last words.
"And I'm not sure if he knows what's going on right now... I mean, I grew up with being both, human and demon. But he never did. He just turned into something that he most likely doesn't understand. So my guess would be that he's in some kind of shock. And I doubt the Ashon would help him out of this."
"So you think he might not remember me, or be in denial or something."
"It's possible... through we don't know... And we won't until we find him."
Nicki nodded, then asked: "You believe he's with the other Ashon?"
Cole nodded: "Most likely, yes... As demon he'll understand that they are his family, too. He'll know that they will help him to control his new powers, which he now has. You know... he surely has a few new powers by now..."
The woman nodded again. All this was a lot to take in and the simple picture of her future husband sitting together with those demons was scaring the * out of her. "What will it be like for him, down there?"
Now Cole leaned back in the chair, watching her intensely. He wasn't sure how much he should really tell her, because he wasn't sure on which side she was on. Was she one of those who wanted Steve to find peace in who he was, or was she one of those who wanted to get rid of the demon in him. But her earlier comments let him doubt that the latter was the case... So he said: "Well... he's half human. So they will treat him good. He can be a big advantage for them. Also what Belthazor from his former meetings with the Ashon, they seem to have some human-like social structure. They care for each other. And that's also what the books they gave us, are saying. So yes, I guess he's fine. I truly doubt they would hurt him."
"But they kill witches, don't they?"
"Well, you kill demons..." Cole replied casually. And when he saw the look she gave him he added: "For them he isn't a witch, or Elder for that matter. He's Ashon, one of them. They won't hurt him. He will live like one of them down there... Ok, that might sound bad, but... it's in his nature. That life he leads down there now, is a part of him, too. And you can't deny him that. If you want to accept both his sides, then you have to accept it all, without exception."
Nicki nodded. For a moment they kept silent, while Nicki thought what else to ask. But at this moment she had no idea. All the information was a lot to take in. She would need some time to think things through. So finally she looked at Cole again and tried to smile at him: "Thanks for being so honest and open. I really appreciate it."
"Your welcome," Cole replied with a nod, hoping that she really could deal with all this.

In the library of magic school there was meanwhile a fight going on. A fight over the same old question...
"Don't you think you revealed a little too much about the future, buy saying this to her?" Elenia had asked Christopher as soon as Nicki had left with Cole.
The witch-Elder had looked at her his face clearly showing his anger. "What? Shall I keep my mouth shut so that you'll be able to destroy him???"
Of course that angered Elenia even more. How could this boy imply she would hurt her own son. She just wanted to safe him from his demonic blood. The Elder simply couldn't understand why her son could like to be a demon... as Christopher had put it earlier.
And Tom and Veronica joined her in her argumentation, remarking that Steve always fought against the Ashon, since the day that he knew about them.
On the other hand Piper and Leo stood on Christopher's side, same as Odin, who always would support his godson, no matter what. Also Phoebe remarked that it doesn't have to be bad to be a demon, through she wasn't sure herself why she thought this way. Cole had been a half- demon, too, and that did not end good. But then again, Steve was raised as human, not as demon like Cole had been. Somehow she just knew that Steve was one of the good guys, no matter what.
So the arguments were thrown at each other while Paige, Silas and Bianca watched the scene from the side. The three of them tried their best to stay out of this, since somehow they saw the right in both points of view. Through for Paige the neutrality didn't last long.
"Who knows if it's even true what you say?" Tom suddenly remarked looking at Christopher. "Maybe Steve gave you a bad mark in one of the classes and now you want to get rid of him, by sending him to those demons."
"What???" Christopher asked not believing his ears. But he couldn't say more because Paige was faster.
The witch-whitelighter was more than *, that Tom dared to imply something like this. Christopher was her nephew for God's sake. And non of her family would ever play such a dirty game, especially not a 'Chris'. So she stormed over to the young man, saying: "Vase!" A vase orbed to her hands at this, and with one swift movement she pulled the flowers out and threw the water into Tom's face. "HOW DARE YOU!" she exclaimed. "How dare you to even think something like this!"
The poor half-Phoenix was to shocked to react so Paige went on: "You of all people should know that Christopher is right. You know Steve better than any of us. But really, if you think it's a wise idea to kill half of him, well maybe then we should do the same with you, getting rid of your Phoenix-blood!"
Bianca looked to Silas at this, but the Elder just rolled his eyes... This was getting them no where - again. They had this fight so much often in the last days and it always resulted in a few hours of sulking instead of researching.
Tom, his face now red in pure anger, just wanted to throw back another heated comment, when orblights filled the room.
"Would you please stop this ridiculous fight?" they heard Jeremiah's voice. The Elder orbed in together with Lyta a grim look on his face. He turned to Elenia with serious eyes. "You can't kill the demon in Steve, except you plan to destroy him!"
"What shall that mean?" Steve's mom asked confused.
"What he said," Lyta said.
"We talked to the oracle again," Jeremia explained. And that made us understand some things. Therefore we did some research and you won't like what we found." He took a breath before he went on. "It is possible to kill the demon inside him, true... but there have been lots of cases like this reported in history, from casual exorcism to highly magical procedures... It nearly always worked."
"So that's good," Tom interrupted him.
Jeremiah just rose an eyebrow at the young man and said: "Shut up boy, now the adults do talk."
Tom's face became even redder, and he was about to explode but a hand on his shoulder from Elenia stopped him. "There is a 'but'?" she asked.
The other Elder nodded. "Yes there is... In 9 of 10 cases where the procedure was successful, the magical core of the patient was violated in a terrible way which let the poor being become insane."

While Belthazor was still in their cave reading that mysterious book, Julian was out again, visiting the cave of the Ashon. He had just arrived when he saw a crowd around the alcove where Steve slept in. He wondered what was going on there, but because nearly everyone was standing there, close by, he didn't dare to move closer. So he watched from the distance as the demons finally left again, to go back to whatever they had been doing. He watched how that one Ashon took care of him like he had seen her do before. She seemed to truly care for the young man, like a mother or big sister would do. When things had calmed down around them he finally decided to risk to move closer. He just reached them when Meehan left his side to get some food.
Julian sighed as he watched Steve, or Tevaal closely. His eyes looked a little haunted and he was covered in sweat. 'He probably had a nightmare again,' the demonic witch thought. And he wondered if this had anything to do with those ceremonies during which Tevaal usually screams so terribly that it makes your blood freeze. Or maybe these dreams had to do with his forgotten memories? Julian wasn't sure.
Moments later Meehan returned to Tevaal's side, with two bowls in hand. One she handed him together with a spoon.
"Thanks," he said and started to eat what looked like gruel or something.
The other bowl Meehan put on her side after she had sat down next to him. "You know... when you are done eating I have to prepare you for the next potion," she said.
Tevaal grimaced at this: "Do I really have to???"
The female Ashon looked at him with sympathy. "I'm truly sorry that you have to suffer this much. I've talked to the oldest of the clan and they can't explain it either. Their theory is that it's because you are so old Tevaal, older then you should be when you drink those potions. So it's harder for you to accept it's effects on you. The younger ones never have such problems..." Tevaal nodded.
Also Julian had listened carefully. To say he was surprised by those words was an understatement. It seems they had been wrong in some believes about the Ashon. But he needed to find out more...
Meanwhile Tevaal had finished his 'dinner' and had taken off his torn and dirty shirt. And while Julian was still there, invisible, watching them, he could see how Meehan put her finger into the bowl and started to paint some markings with it all over the other's body, with a deep red liquid that looked a lot like blood.
"How much more?" Tevaal suddenly asked.
Meehan smiled at him: "Just two more... then you'll be truly a grown up Ashon."
Julian didn't like those words... Maybe they had less time then they thought... Anyway, he'd stay there, observing, and maybe he could get the chance to steel some of that mysterious potion to find out what exactly it was that his friend had to drink. Maybe that would make things clearer for them...

Victor and Kyle were still sitting at the kitchen table, talking about this and that. Victor turley liked this young man, and also Kyle enjoyed to talk to the other. Especially because he knew some very nice stories about the Halliwell's... So Victor just told him about Chris' wedding and all the things that had happened around that, when Wyatt ran into the kitchen and to his grandfather's side.
"Hey buddy," Victor said, as he ruffled the boys hair, "Don't you want to play anymore?"
"No... I'm hungry," Wyatt said making the two adults smile.
"So? Hungry are you, huh? Well, then I should make you something, right?" the older men asked and Wyatt nodded eagerly, making Kyle chuckle. Those kids were really cute.
"Well," Victor then asked, "what about your brother and niece? Are they hungry, too?" The boy nodded again.
Victor nodded, too and stood up, while saying. "Well buddy... then go back and play a little more while me and Kyle will make you something... How about pasta?" The boy smiled brightly and ran off again.
Kyle followed him with his eyes until Victor suddenly turned to him again: "Do you like to feed the little ones?"
"Me?" Kyle asked startled.
"Sure... if you want to..."
"But, don't they... I mean, won't they..." he blushed, "aren't their mothers still... you know... breast-feeding them?"
Victor looked at him for a moment, amused by Kyle's embarrassment, and had to suppress a chuckle. Then he explained: "Well, not completely. Both Piper and Bianca have started to give them also those baby-food in glasses." Kyle visibly relaxed at this, while the other went on: "If you like you can pick out something and heat it in a water bath. But I'm not really sure yet what they like and what not. Hope spit all the mashed potatoes on me yesterday, so I suggest you wear an apron when you feed them."
Kyle laughed at this, imagining Victor covered in baby food. Then he stood up as well. "Ok... I'm in, where have they stored the glasses?

Meanwhile in the future...
Chris sat on the kitchen table, drinking some milk. With the kids being at magic school; the older Chris and Paige being there too; Jim and Wyatt hunting demons, Phoebe and Bianca being out for shopping; Leo being up there; and Piper working at the restaurant, he was almost alone in the manor. Only Cole was in the attic, still training with Matthew. But Chris enjoyed this little break. The last week, since he had arrived, had been kind of shocking, though in a positive way. So he enjoyed it to be able to relax a little, to think about all that had happened. But after a couple of minutes he felt a little bit bored again. He wasn't the type of person who could just sit down and do nothing, that simply wasn't him.
Suddenly he heard a noise from the hallway. He stood up, curious, and went to the door to see what was going on. But when he reached the door, he stopped.
There, at the bottom of the stairs stood Julian and a man, a demon as it seemed. They stood close to each other, whispering. Julian put his arms around the demon's waist, looking him in his eyes. Meanwhile the demon caressed Julian's cheek and then put his arms around his neck. They smiled at each other and then... they kissed.
Chris was shocked when he saw that. He had expected everything but that... Julian and a man? A male demon? That was crazy.
The demon had a very white skin with some slightly darker lines all over his body (as far as Chris could see) as if the color had been removed from his skin completely. His hair was black and his eyes were an angry red but his face seemed peaceful and friendly. He was tall and well built. The Elder-witch thought about it, but he couldn't remember having seen a demon like him before.
Chris shook his head. This was really hard to get into his mind. But still he smiled. He was happy that Julian had found somebody. He deserved that... Through they were a weird couple, since there was this huge contrast in their outer appearance because Julian's skin was almost black.
The couple hadn't noticed Chris yet. They were still kissing each other lovingly. Then they heard someone clear his throat.
Chris hid behind the door to the kitchen, while the others looked up to the stairs, where Cole stood smiling.
"Hey there," he greeted with a low voice and walked down to them. "What are you two doing here?"
"We wanted to ask how far you got with our client...?" the demon replied. His voice was kind of familiar to Chris, but he wasn't sure. Something just didn't fit into this picture.
"Well..." Cole replied, "I'm working on that... but you shouldn't be here because we have a visitor from the past."
"Yeah, we know," Julian said.
"Then you should know how risky it is for you to be here... he isn't allowed to know about you, before..." Cole whispered back very quietly. The rest Chris couldn't understand. Then the Elder-witch saw Julian and the demon nod. And short after that they both shimmered away.
Then Chris saw his uncle coming over to the kitchen. Quickly he sat back on the table, pretending that nothing had happened... For a moment he thought about asking his uncle about this, but then... he believed in his uncle and when he said he wasn't supposed to know... 'Future consequences,' he thought smiling. No, he wouldn't ask. And so he simply smiled when Cole walked in.
"Hey, buddy," Cole greeted as he entered the kitchen and went over to the fridge, "Where is the rest?"
"Out," Chris replied shortly.
Cole rose an eyebrow, then he closed the fridge again, placed the two bottles of juice at the side of the table and sat down in front of his nephew. "Ok, what's bothering you?"
Chris grinned at that. Cole could always read him very well. "I'm a little bit bored," he answered therefor truthfully, while staring at his glass of milk. "Which means I have time to think... which in this case is not good."
"Why not?" Cole asked casual.
"Well... Thinking makes me sad, because I think about the... the past. And I miss it. I never thought it would be like this, but I do miss it. And on the other hand I know going back there will be sad, too, because I can tell no one what I learned here... You know what I mean?"
Cole nodded grinning. Then he said: "Well, first of all it's a good thing that you miss your own time, because that's where you belong. And second... Well as far as I know, before you leave everyone will tell you something, some little fat, which you can pass on to their past selves..."
"Now Chris looked up. "Really? But what about future consequences???"
Cole laughed at this: "Well... It's nothing important of course, but something we were happy to hear from you. Like in my case... You told me that I'm still good in the future." Chris grinned at that. "You didn't tell us any relevant thing, actually those things you told us, or will tell us, were all pretty predictable anyway. But you could give us something which stopped us from questioning you any further. And I guess it made you feel better, too."
The Elder.witch nodded smiling: "I guess that is most likely true..."
Cole greed while standing up and grabbing the juice again. "What do you thin? Do you like to help me train your son? he's getting better quickly, and I doubt you'll be in danger... plus you wouldn't be so alone."
Chris nodded as he stood up: "Sounds great... Let's go." And so they both headed for the stairs.

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:
Well, at long last I have an update... Sorry it took so long, my creativity seems to slow down this time of year... Must be the cold weather... lol And it's surprisingly longer then I thought it would be... (Thanks for the help, Chrissy! ) Well, I hope you enjoy it! lol

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:- In the present...

- Time seemed to disappear as Belthazor continued reading the mysterious book. In it were some entries that came across as something you'd find in the demonic version of National Geographic. Others were like reading the incoherent writings of a schizophrenic. So far, most of the former, Julian had already informed him of with his continued spying. As for the later, it was giving him a headache trying to decipher them. And the worst part, Belthazor was sure they were prophecies. Trying to find one that dealt with Steve was proving to be very difficult.
- So Belthazor had forced himself from his chair and was now sitting at the desk, pencil and paper ready at hand in case there was anything of interest for him to note. And notes he had. He'd been going back over the same passages, both the histories and the prophecies, compiling anything of interest, looking for any clues that would help him save Steve.

- The discussion in the library picked up again, everyone up in arms for one reason or another. Elenia refused to allow her son to retain his demon half, even if insanity was the only solution. Tom was afraid he'd lose his best friend if that part of him wasn't destroyed, and, of course, Veronica sided with him. On the other hand, Christopher's future knowledge allowed him to believe in Steve, and know he'd be okay. Piper, Leo, Phoebe, Paige, and Odin all believed in Christopher, and knew he had no reason to lie. Jeremiah and Lyta, despite the lack of future knowledge, knew it would be in Steve's best interest not to split and vanquish his demonic side. Bianca and Silas still remained silent, still seeing both sides clearly.
- Jeremiah had tried to explain what killing Steve's demonic side would mean, that splitting it off from the whole would mean destroying half his soul, half of who he was. But Elenia couldn't live with the idea that her son was a demon. So the arguing continued even more fiercely.
- "You would be willing to sacrifice who Steve is as a whole, then let his demonic side live?" Christopher accused her. They were staring each other down, neither one giving an inch.
- "He's my son! I would do anything to keep him safe!" Elenia shot back, infuriated.
- "Safe? You'd be killing part of him!!!" Christopher yelled, a fire in his green eyes.
- "He's my son! I won't let him become a monster!" She glared at him, her words venom.
- "He's always been half demon, Elenia! He was never a monster before! What makes you think he will be now?" Piper jumped in, squeezing herself between Elenia and Christopher.
- "Who are you to talk to me about my son?! Do you even realize everything your own sons have done? The danger they've all put us in?"
- "Excuse me?"
- "Are you kidding?"
- "My sons?"
- "What?"
- "Who the H*ll..." Christopher, Paige, Piper, Leo and Phoebe all said at the same time, shocked by the Elder's accusations, and wondering how she's made that leap. Bianca's demeanor changed at the accusation. Anger started pulling at her insides, and it didn't matter anymore that she understood both sides. Elenia had just attacked the man she loved, and everything he'd done to save Wyatt and the future. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. It was all she could do to keep from joining in the fight.
- "Accepting his demonic side is not something Steve would ever do! He hates the Ashon with a passion!" Tom spoke up before anyone else, yelling just as loudly.
- "YOU! SHUT THE H*LL UP AND SIT DOWN!!!" Bianca yelled above everyone else, startling them, especially Tom, whom she was glaring at. "Who do you think you are? Of everyone here, you should be the most sympathetic to Steve!" She continued, finally letting all the anger loose. "You who are half-Phoenix! The Phoenix aren't exactly known for being good, now are they?"
- "I..."
- "I told you to shut up!" Bianca said, walking over to face Tom down. "The Phoenix are assassins. Killers. We're hired by demons to hunt down and kill witches and other demons. That's what we are! That's what we do! And here you are, judging your best friend for being half-demon, when you practically are yourself. And yet, here you stand, in Magic School, a place protected from evil! And a place that Steve has also stood. Now before you say another word, I want you to put yourself in Steve's shoes. To really put yourself in his shoes, and tell me, do you really, truly believe that Steve would want you to kill part of him? To make him any less of who he already is? To make it so that even his closest, dearest loved ones wouldn't recognize him anymore? And that he would no longer recognize? If there was another way to save him?" Tom looked at her gape mouthed, not sure if it was even safe for him to speak. Everyone in the room was staring at her, shocked by her outburst. A little smile slowly crept unto Christopher's lips. He was seeing now, very clearly, why Chris didn't cross her very often. At that moment, Elenia noticed his smirk, and the shock wore off.
- "Of course he'd want that! He would never, ever want anything to happen to his family! And if that meant eliminating the bad part of him..."
- "Enough!" Elenia was cut off by a new, fierce voice in the room. Everyone turned to see who it was, and saw Nicki and Cole standing in the doorway. And Nicki looked incensed.

Chrissy.W.x wrote:They all had been too preoccupied to notice that they had returned... And now Nicki didn't give them any time to speak, since she herself stepped closer to her future mother in law and said: "I will not let you do this. I do understand this now, and because I do, I will not let you hurt the man I love!"
"But..." Elenia tried.
"No buts... If you don't play along be sure I'll find a way to trap you somewhere until h*ll freezes over."
"I'm his mother!" Elenia protested.
"Yeah a mother who left him alone when he needed you the the most..." Nicki knew those were hard words, and she knew it wasn't fair, but it worked at least in one way: it made Elenia, who had been ready to protest again, shut her moth, pale, and slowly she sat down on a chair.
"That was mean," Tom commented.
Nicki replied with a firm voice: "Maybe, but I won't let her hurt him, and neither will I let you do so..."
At this moment someone cleared his throat. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... If this is a bad moment I..."
Phoebe smiled at the young student, sensing his his fear to have maybe crossed an invisible border by interrupting them: "Drew... it's ok, what do you want?"
"I have the book Miss Matthews was asking for..."
Paige smiled at the young man and took the book from him, saying: "Thank you, I knew you could find it."
Drew smiled a little embarrassed then he turned to leave. But before he had even made three steps he turned around again. Taking a deep breath he said to them: "I'm sorry, I overheard some of what you said and... Mr. Moody is one of the best teacher at this school. He always was... If something would happen to him, we'd all miss him greatly. And... well, non of us cares that he's half demon... in fact we always thought it's pretty cool." The sisters, and also Nicki and Christopher smiled at the student.
Elenia through had non of that. "Cool?" she exclaimed making Drew lower his head. "No, he's not cool, he's possessed by a monster."
But now Nicki saw red: "What? Steve always was half Ashon and he was never a monster! But... Now I guess I understand... You just can't stand it that he looks like his father now, like the man who raped you!"

A car came down the road to the manor. On the wheel a man, tanned by the sun and with a bright smile on his face. By his side sat a woman, equally tanned and smiling, looking really fresh and relaxed.
Michael and Angela had had spent two wonderful weeks in Australia. Actually it was a business trip, but Michael had arranged it that he could take his wife with him, and also have a few days to relax. But since the other day they were back in good old San Francisco and now they wanted to see their friends and Godchild to give them the gifts and souvenirs they brought with them. So he parked their car in front of the manor.
Looking out of the window, Angela wondered out loud: "This looks so calm..."
Michael followed her eyes and shrugged: "Maybe they aren't home, but we can't be sure if we don't ring." With this said he left the car and went around it to open the door for his wife.
"Oh... the perfect gentleman, as always," she teased him before giving him a kiss.
He smiled at her before taking the bag from the backseat. Then he offered her his arm and together they climbed up the stairs to the front door, where Angela pushed the bell.
For a moment nothing happened, everything was calm. The couple was about to go back when suddenly they head some noises from the inside, followed by some swearing. Then the door was opened and Michael and Angela couldn't help but laugh.
In front of them stood Kyle, dressed in a white t-shirt and jeans, and to top that he was over and over covered in dots of some orange mash.
"What the * happened to you?" Angela asked, who had recovered from her fit of laughter first. "That wasn't a demon, was it?"
Kyle turned to the still laughing Michael and said with faked anger: "No... Your sweet Godchild happened to me. Apparently she doesn't like mashed carrots."
"Well, it seems little princes has her own taste... or she wanted to create a new shirt design for you..." Michael finally managed to say.
But before Kyle could reply something, Angela asked: "Can we come in? We wanted to visit Bianca, Chris and Hope and give them some little gifts from Australia..."
Kyle sighed as he stepped aside to let them in: "Yeah of course... Through there is nobody home, except Victor, the kids and me... But you can have a coffee if you want and you can help feed the little monsters."
"Where is everyone then?" Michael asked curious.
"I hope nothing bad happened," Angela added.
Kyle shrugged: "Depends on how you see it... As far as I understood it one of their friends turned into a demon and Chris is not Chris but Christopher... But..."
"WHAT?" both newcomers interrupted him.
Kyle just rose his hands: "But the explanations I better leave to the others since I'm really no expert yet when it comes to all that magic things... I better get Bianca." Then for a moment he wondered how to do that the easiest way. Then he smiled and looked up to the ceiling, calling: "PAIGE? HONEY, IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, CAN YOU SEND BIANCA HOME PLEASE? SHE HAS GUESTS!!!"

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Here the promised addition... hope you like it...

Of course I like it! Actually, I love it!!! You did it again, my friend! And nice surprise, by the way...

Well, here's my update. Hope you don't kill me... lol

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Meehan was almost done with preparing Tevaal for the ceremony when a young Ashon girl of maybe 14 years appeared in front of the alcove. Her body was covered in the same painted picture like Tevaal's. "Hello," she said shyly.
Tevaal smiled at her: "Hello Shikara, how are you doing?" He had met her before, he wanted to know her as soon as he had found out that at this day he wouldn't be the only one drinking the potion.
The girl smiled but then admitted: "I'm a little nervous."
"Don't be," he said, "I'm neither. You know it'll be a good thing. And you'll feel better after that."
"I know," the girl said and lowering her head she added: "I'm more worried about you."
Tevaal smiled at this and pulled her into a hug, but careful to not destroy the artwork on their bodies. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine."
Meehan had watched the scene with a smile. She was glad that Teeval took things so easy through she knew how much this hurt him every time. But now, that the sound of drums could be heard, she stood up and said: "Come on you two... it's time!" And with this she led them to the other Ashon who had formed a circle around a fireplace. She led them right into the center, where Koran-Dil, the oldest of their clan was already waiting for them.
Meanwhile Julian watched the scene from the outside. But he couldn't see too much since the Ashon had formed a close circle around the others. And through -except for the tree in the center - they were all sitting, he couldn't see much more than their heads. he noticed that the oldest began to speak but it was so low that Julian couldn't understand what was said. For a moment he thought about risking to move closer but then Julian noticed movement within the group.
Meehan had noticed the newcomer first, an Ashon around her own age was standing in the entrance to the big cave. She smiled at him, then she whispered something to the one sitting next to her and stood up. As soon as she left the circle, the one beside her moved a little to close the gab.
Meehan meanwhile went over to the newcomer to great him: "Hello Batim, it's so good to see you. How are you, how is Fegal?"
The male Ashon pulled her into a hug and then said: "It's good to see you, too, and Fegal and me are fine. She would have come, too, but with carrying twins it was to risky for her to travel." Then the man gestured to the circle. "Am I too late?" he asked.
Meehan shook her head, then guided him to Tevaal's alcove where he left his bag, before they both went over and joined the circle.
Julian had observed them frowning. 'Who is that?' he thought. Then he turned his attention back to the three persons in the circle. The old Ashon had given the girl a potion. She drank it all at once, then closed her eyes. And Julian had the feeling that she sivered slightly. But then she opened her eyes again and everyone around cheered loudly.
Then the old one offered the potion to Tevaal. The young man took the vial and looked at it for a moment. Everyone around was calm, only the sound of the drums could be heard, giving away a steady rhythm. Then with one fast motion Tevaal drank the potion and again everyone cheered.
Meanwhile Batim watched the young Ashon with pride in his eyes. This was an important moment for every Ashon, drinking those potions always meant that you matured a little more. It was always a day to celebrate. That's why they all cheered as loud and joyful as they could.
But then things changed. They all could see that Tevaal squeezed his eyes shut. Batim frowned, and when Tevaal dropped the vial and rose his hands to his head, he was about to jump up because he clearly could see that there was something wrong.
But Meehan held him back: "No... it's alright..."
"No... it's not, he's not alright!" he shot back at her.
Meehan tried to reason with him: "Calm down, I'll explain later, you will just ruin the ceremony for him and Shikara..."
For a moment that worked, but when Tevaal suddenly groaned in pain and then broke down, there had been nothing that could have stopped Batim anymore. So he jumped up and ran over to the other, effectively stopping the cheers and drums. Everyone was deadly calm as the older Ashon cradled the younger one to his arms. Turning around himself Batim then addressed everyone: "How can you not see and not care about his pain?" Then he carried Tevaal back to his alcove.
Meehan sighed and then apologized especially to Shikara: "I'm sorry, I hadn't the cahnce to explain it to him..."
"It's ok," the young girl said, "I'm worried about him, too." Meehan bowed at this, to show her gratitude.
Then Koran-Dil spoke to her: "Go and take care of them... both of them."
Meehan nodded and left. Also the others rose and turned back to their own tasks, since Batim's show destroyed the mood of the celebration and they all felt that a calm exit was better than staying and pitying the young girl for her ruined ceremony.
Shikara was hugged by her mother who whispered to her: "I'm sorry, this shouldn't have happened..."
"No mom, it's ok... I knew this would happen, when I share this moment with him. Even without this man's appearance I wouldn#t want to celebrate anymore. I just hope it didn't hurt him too much..."
Julian meanwhile smiled as everyone left the circle. This was his chance. Careful, not to ran into an Ashon he walked over to the center of the circle. Searching he looked around until he noticed the vial on the ground, which was cracked into two pieces. Careful he picked up the bottom piece. He smiled when he looked at it, noticing still a drop of potion in it. That would be enough to analyse it. He turned one last look over to the alcove where Meehan and that other guy were taking care of his friend and then shimmered a way. But what he didn't know was that by shimmering away he missed an interesting conversation.
Because right that moment Tevaal woke up again. groaning he rubbed his hands over his eyes, before he pushed himself up on his elbows and looked around.
"Oh my... You are awake!" he heard Meehan say, and when he looked to her she asked: "Are you alright?" He nodded slowly, through it still felt as if he had a pack of trolls in his head.
"That's good... you had me really worried when you broke down," another, unfamiliar voice said, which startled Tevall and made him sit up.
"Easy," the male Ashon said worried as he saw the younger one sitting up so fast, "take it slow."
And also Meehan tried to calm him: "Don't worry. He's a friend of mine."
Tevaal now looked at him, still sceptical. He hadn't seen him before, so he couldn't be a member of this group, that he was sure of. "Who are you? I haven't seen you before."
The other one smiled: "That's no miracle, I live in another group a little away from here... I'm Batim and... I'm your half-brother."
"WHAT?" Tevaal exclaimed not really believing his ears.
"You heard right," Batim said. "When I was ten, my mom got killed by a witch. After that my father went crazy which in the end led to you..." At this point he made a break not sure how much the other knew. "You do know that you are not 100% Ashon, do you?"
At this Tevaal looked at the other one for a long moment, not sure what to think about those news. Then he nodded.
Batim nodded, too, before he continued. "Our father break a lot of Ashon laws, what he did was so wrong that other Ashon went after him to... to stop him. I grew up with Meehan's family before I finally fell in love and joined my partner's coven..." He made another break in which he looked at Tevaal closely, a huge smile on his face. Then he went on: "I always thought I was alone... And when I found out I have a brother... You can't believe how happy I am to finally meet you." And with this he pulled the younger one into a bone-crushing hug.





Surpise!!!!!!

**Note: Chrissy, check your PM... lol

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:Well, here's my update. Hope you don't kill me... lol

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:- In the future...

- It had been an hour since Matthew's training session had ended, and now Chris was truly alone in the house. Matthew had headed to Magic School, while Cole had to run out to do some last minute work on a case. He knew Piper wouldn't be back for a couple more hours, and those Elder meetings could take forever, so Leo and Hope wouldn't be back anytime soon. As for Bianca, he knew when Phoebe got shopping, it would take ages to come back home. And then there were Jim and Wyatt. They'd been gone quite a while now, and Chris hoped that nothing bad had happened.
- Chris was suddenly pulled out of his mussing when the old grandfather clock struck four. He looked around the living room, feeling like he'd forgotten something when the memory came back. "Everything is ready for dinner, it just needs to cook. So could you turn on the oven at four o'clock, please?" He remembered Piper asking him before she left. He jumped up off the sofa, and headed into the kitchen. He walked over to the oven, and opened the door, just to see what Piper had made. From the size of the casserole dish, he guessed Piper was expecting a full house tonight for dinner. And it certainly looked good. He was just about to close the oven door when the doorbell rang. So he quickly closed it and turned it on, then headed for the front door.
- When he opened the door, he was shocked to find Julia standing there. Not that she was someone he hadn't expected, but it was the state she was in. She was visibly upset, looked like she hadn't slept in a couple of days, and had obviously been crying. But the most noticeable detail was the fear in her eyes. Chris just stood there, frozen, wondering what had happened to her. It was a moment before either spoke.
- "Is Wyatt here?" Julia asked, her voice low and trembling. She wouldn't look Chris in the eye.
- "Ah, no. He's out with Jim. Please! Please, come in!" The sound of her voice had broken him out of his shock. He quickly moved aside to let her in, and she obliged. He closed the door behind her, and motioned her to the living room. As soon as she was settled on the sofa, he sat across from her on the chair leaning towards her, worry on his face.
- "Julia, what happened?" That same worry echoed in his voice. She just looked around the room, not wanting to meet his gaze.
- "I need to speak to Wyatt." She said, the fear in her eyes translating into her voice. Chris was getting really worried.
- "Julia, what happened? Are Michael and Angela...?" He began, fear started to creep into his voice now.
- "No! No, their fine. I just need to talk to Wyatt." His question had clearly shocked her, the fear in her eyes and voice changing to something else. Urgency?
- "Julia, Wyatt's not here right now. If there's anything I can do...?" He tried again, truly wanting to help her.
- "When will he be back?" She asked him now, finally looking up into his eyes. She seemed to be a little calmer now. Like just being in this house was enough.
- "I'm not sure. He went out with Jim. They're testing a potion."
- "Is it alright if I stay until he gets back?" She asked him a little desperately. He was taken aback by the question.
- "Yes, of course! Absolutely! Stay as long as you need to. You're always welcome here." He said, trying to reassure her and letting her know she was safe here as well.
- "Thank you... Chris." She said, not entirely sure if they'd switched back yet. Chris laughed.
- "Yes, I'm still here." He laughed a little more, bringing a small smile to her face. The moment passed, and the smile faded, and Chris got serious again. "If there's anything I can do, anything at all?" He asked her again, hoping she'd let him help.
- "I could use a glass of water..." She seemed a little shy asking, but he nodded his head, and got up.
- "Of course, I'll be right back." Chris walked into the kitchen again, and grabbed a glass from the cupboard by the sink. He quickly filled it with water, thinking all the time about what could possibly have Julia so upset and freaked out.
- Just as he was about to enter the living room with her water, he heard a door slam. He stopped where he was for a second, wondering what that was about, then quickly ran into the living room. Only to find that Julia was gone.**

- Back in the present...

- The arguing had started again, but just between Nicki and Elenia this time. Everyone else just stood by, some, heads hung in something like shame or regret, others, in shock. None of them knowing what else to do. Just then, Paige heard her name called inside her head."PAIGE? HONEY, IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, CAN YOU SEND BIANCA HOME PLEASE? SHE HAS GUESTS!!!" She knew instantly it was Kyle, and for a fleeting second thought he might be in danger. But the mention of Bianca and guests made her curious, and wonder who it could be. At that moment, she kind of wished Kyle had magic powers too, so she could communicate with him and find out who Bianca's guests were. But she would have to settle with hearing all about it later when she got home, like everyone else.
- She slowly moved to were Bianca stood, almost like a statue. The only movement, her slow breathing and blinking eyes. Paige leaned in to whisper in her ear.
- "Kyle just called to me. He wants you back home. He said you have guests?" Bianca slowly turned her head to Paige, a strange look on her face. Obviously, she had no idea who was at the house either. She nodded once, then shimmered away.

- Michael was sitting on the arm of the living room chair, holding his Goddaughter in his arms, bouncing her on his knee, when Bianca shimmered in. The look of surprise then pure joy overtook her as she spotted her friends. Angela, who'd been sitting in Michael's chair, got up and gave Bianca a quick hug.
- "Surprise! We're back!" Angela said, pulling away.
- "Welcome back! We've missed you!" Bianca said, a smile engulfing her face. This was such a relief, after all the stress back in the library. It felt good to smile again. Little Hope giggled then, drawing her mother's attention. Michael was making a silly face at her, causing her to laugh and clap her hands. "Hi Michael. Still as childish as ever, I see." Bianca teased him. He sent her a mischievous smile. "So, when are two going to have one of your own?" Bianca turned to Angela for an answer.
- "Oh, you know, when Michael grows up." Both women laughed, causing Michael to scowl, and Kyle to sneak out of the room and back into the kitchen where Victor was still feeding Wyatt and Baby Christopher. Hope giggled again.
- "That's not funny, Sweetie. Mommy and Auntie Angela really need to learn to be more sensitive." Michael said in a baby voice, then gave Hope a raspberry on the cheek, causing her to laugh even more.
- "Okay, okay, hand her over." Bianca said, taking Hope from a reluctant Michael, and settling her again her hip. "So how was your trip?"
- "It was wonderful. Australia is so beautiful. We did so much stuff." Angela began, clearly wanting to tell Bianca everything, but not knowing where to start.
- "But certainly not as interesting as what's been going on around here." Michael said, before Angela could continue. Bianca blinked at him, surprised. He pointed towards the kitchen where Kyle had fled. "Kyle, he told us something about a friend turning into a demon? And Chris is Christopher?" He asked, curious. So much for getting away from that mess. Bianca thought bitterly.
- "You might as well sit down. It's a long story." As soon as they got settled, Bianca went on to tell them everything that had happened over the last week or so. They listened intently as she told them about the spell Christopher had cast that had led to him and Chris switching places. As she told them how the Ashon had seemingly attacked and took a now demon Steve to the Underworld. They rarely interrupted her, saving most of their questions for when she was done. And when their questions had all been answered to the best of Bianca's abilities, they sat there in silence for a moment. Kyle and Victor had silently entered the living room shortly into her explanation with Wyatt and Baby Christopher. The boys had stayed as quiet as Hope, all three now in the playpen, their little tummies fully satiated.
- "Wow. That's just..." Michael was the first to speak. He was having a hard time to wrap his head around it all. It was almost information overload.
- "You'll be able to save Steve, right? And bring Chris home?" Angela asked, worried for her friends.
- "We'll find a way. If everyone could can stop arguing for five minutes..." Bianca grumbled that last sentence, not meaning for them to hear.
- "Arguing? About what?" Michael asked. Apparently she hadn't grumbled low enough. She scowled.
- "Oh, just everything! No one seems to be able to agree on how to deal with Steve's demonic side. About half want to kill the demon, possibly leaving Steve insane. The others want to leave Steve in one piece, demonic powers and all." Bianca explained, exasperated.
- "Sounds like it should be up to Steve, whether or not he wants his demonic side vanquished." Angela said, matter-of-fact-ly. Everyone turned to her. "I mean, he's the one who'd know best if he could handle being half-demon, right?" She looked guiltily between Bianca, Michael, Victor and Kyle. She felt like she's said something wrong, and wasn't sure what their expressions meant. Suddenly, Bianca was on her feet, moving to Angela so fast, she started. Before she could do anything, Bianca took her face in her hands and laid a kiss on her cheek.
- "You are a genius!" Angela sat there in shock. Michael, Kyle and Victor all looked confused at Bianca, wondering what had come over her. "I'll be back soon!" She said, then, after kissing Hope, she shimmered away.

Chrissy.W.x wrote:
As I said I had this other idea... I posted it at it's rightful place (Second post from the top, red-marked text) And I plan to move the future scene, that was before that, about one or to scenes upwards... I hope that's fine for you.

Chrissy.W.x wrote:And now I'm going to add a little more to the actual point of writing... *wink* ...so that you have something to work with for your next update. And it's something completely new... That idea just hit me, so I hope you like it.

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Oh and something I just remembered. We should bring in John into the next library scene, since he's Steve's whitelighter. He should be also on the task of saving him. Maybe he was out on research or something...

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Rafael walked past some Elders on his way to his quarters. He still felt a little uncomfortable in this world. It had been half a year since he had become a whitelighter, half a year in which his life... or his death, was completely turned upside down. He hadn't got a charge yet... which was a good thing, because he really felt not ready for it. His death had been unfair... he died while he tired to save a woman who was attacked in an alley at night. He had been stupid to help her, but he couldn't help it. It was in his nature to help. And how did God thank that him? He made him immortal so that he could help more people like that, while all he wished was being in heaven now and finally rest... And to top it all, since a couple of days he felt somehow weird. He couldn't really describe it, but it felt as if there was something inside his mind that doesn't belong there... And that was pretty disturbing.
While he thought that he passed a large door. It was a door like many others up there, it was white and had some ornaments on it... But something was off with that door. And then he noticed. The door was vibrating. "What the h*ll..." he thought. And then turned his eyes upwards muttering: "Sorry..."
He carefully stepped closer to the door and put a hand on it... Yeah, the door was definitely vibrating. Looking around it seemed that no one else noticed it. A little worried about what's going on in there he knocked.
No answer...
He knocked again.
No answer...
He sighed, thinking about what to do. Then he shrugged and carefully opened the door to take a look inside. But when he did there was only darkness greeting him. And a sound that was like a beat, * to the vibrations he had felt earlier.
He frowned unsure what to do. But curiosity got the best out of him, so he slowly stepped inside. One step... and another...
BANG!
Startled he turned around when the door slammed shut behind him. But in the darkness he couldn't see anything. But then the whole room was bathed in light and when he turned around again Rafael was looking at a shining ball that was hovering in the middle of the room.
"What? Who... What is this?" he asked scared.
A snicker was heard, then a voice filled the room. "I'm the Oracle... And through no whitelighter is usually allowed to be here, I have a task for you, and you only."
"Me?" Rafael asked, a little scared by this thing. he had heard rumors about the Oracle, but he also knew that only Elders are allowed to speak to it.
"Yes, you," the Oracle said. "It's about your charge."
"My... I don't! I don't have a charge yet!" Rafael gave back, feeling that the Oracle must have confused him with someone.
The shining ball became even brighter, then it said: "I know that silly... Still your charge is here now, he came from the future... And even if you haven't met him yet, he needs you."
"The future? I don't understand... I..."
"You can already feel his presence, even if the connection was not build up yet. He came from the future to fulfil a task but he lost the focus on it... Therefore he needs you."
Rafael sighed in defeat. he still couldn't understand what was going on, but since the Oracle started to explain, the disturbing feeling he had since a couple of days, had become stronger, it intensified... And he understood now that it was his charge who he felt. It was exactly as the others had described it to him.
"Ok..." he finally said, "let's assume you are right about that." The Oracle snickered at this, but Rafael ignored it. "What am I supposed to do?"
"Go to him... Remind him why he's here. He needs to make contact. He needs to open his eyes," The Oracle answered, and there was some urgency in it's voice.
Rafael nodded: "Ok... In just hope I won't disappoint you, because I'm new to this, you know?"
The Oracle shone brightly again and said: "You won't!" The young whitelighter nodded at this, then he closed his eyes. And when he finally had sensed the position of his charge he orbed away.

Well, I'm sure you see why I put the warning at the start... 'Cause it did get kind of nasty there... If you don't think we need it, you can take it off... It's just there for the forum, anyway... Well, I hope you like it!!!

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:

Chrissy.W.x wrote:As I said I had this other idea... I posted it at it's rightful place (Second post from the top, red-marked text) And I plan to move the future scene, that was before that, about one or to scenes upwards... I hope that's fine for you.

That's perfectly fine!! And I love that new addition! It's really cute!!

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:

Chrissy.W.x wrote:And now I'm going to add a little more to the actual point of writing... *wink* ...so that you have something to work with for your next update. And it's something completely new... That idea just hit me, so I hope you like it.

Like it? I love it!! That was a great idea!!

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Oh and something I just remembered. We should bring in John into the next library scene, since he's Steve's whitelighter. He should be also on the task of saving him. Maybe he was out on research or something...

Oops... Knew I forgot something... Well, the library scene isn't completely done so there is still place to add John... Since they have spent about half the story in there already, why not a few more scenes? lol

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:Anyway... I hope you like my update!! You know, I didn't know if I wanted to write the library scene, since I didn't know what to write! lol But I figured something out in the end... And as for the library scene ending kinda nasty last time... Well.... It can only get nastier before it gets better.... So with that said....

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:Well, I'm sure you see why I put the warning at the start... 'Cause it did get kind of nasty there... If you don't think we need it, you can take it off... It's just there for the forum, anyway... Well, I hope you like it!!!

Kirianna Ledräen wrote: *This update contains course language which may be offensive to some readers.
Reader discretion is advised.*

- Paige turned back to the confrontation the second Bianca was gone. It had gotten worst in the last few seconds, the fight escalation at lightning speed. Vicious insults had started, making everyone uncomfortable.
- "You are nothing but an uncaring, unfeeling, callous b*tch!" Nicki yelled at Elenia, the latter's face filling with fury.
- "You ungrateful little wh*re!" Elenia started, the traditional Elder calm having melted away to be replaced by the rage of a mother. "You're trying to steal my son for your own sick little purposes! And I won't have it!"
- "Steal your... Ohohoho... You h*llbent psychopath! You're trying to destroy him!" Nicki was in Elenia's face now, seething. Ever since she'd mentioned Elenia had been raped by Steve's father, everything had gone to H*ll. Elenia had retaliated by calling her an insensitive witch, and therefore starting the name-calling.
- "I'd rather see him dead, than become a monster!" The two women were toe-to-toe now, only inches from each other.
- "The only monster here is you!" Fury engulfed Nicki completely. The simple thought of Steve dying, ripped her heart out. And the fact that his mother would prefer that than accept his demonic side, made her want to physically attack the woman.
- "Oh, I'm the monster, am I? You little ingrate! I hope a demon rapes you and leaves you to deal with the consequences!" Elenia's harsh words hit home, and everyone gasped. Before she could process the severity of her words, Nicki struck out and slapped her hard across the face.
- "B*tch!" Nicki screamed, hot tears pouring down her face. The shock had finally worn off, and the Elders moved. Leo and Odin grabbing holed of Nicki, while Jeremiah and Silas took hold of Elenia before she could fire off some Elder's lightning. "How dare you!" Nicki continued, as she struggled in Leo and Odin's grip.
- "ENOUGH!" Lyta bellowed, stepping between the detained women. She glared at each in turn, making them glad that the saying ‘if looks could kill', didn't literally apply at the moment. "I've had it with your petty squabble. If you truly intend to save Steve, you better get your acts together and start cooperating." Lyta said, still looking between them. Nicki continued to struggle against her captors, tears still streaming down her face, the anger she was feeling still overwhelming her. Elenia reached deep inside herself, looking, searching for the Elder's calm, and bringing it slowly through the fury to the surface.
- After Lyta's remark, the tension seemed to leave the room. At least a little. Many of the library's occupants sighed with relief, thankful that the worst seemed to be over. Phoebe felt her head reeling from all the intense emotions that had circled through the room. Anger, frustration, hate, pain, shock, fear. Phoebe focused on the last one, wondering who was so scared. Piper and Paige were livid; Leo, Silas, and Odin were concerned; Tom and Veronica were shocked; Christopher was fuming; Cole was cautious; Jeremiah and Lyta were annoyed; Nicki and Elenia were in pain; Bianca was... missing? Phoebe looked around the room, not seeing her niece-in-law anywhere, and wondering where she could have gone. Well, wherever it is, it's probably better then being stuck here. She thought, then her eyes fell on someone by the door. Someone she thought had left earlier, after he'd dropped of that book Paige had asked for. And he was the source of the fear that Phoebe felt.
- Poor Drew looked terrified. Phoebe wondered what it was about the fight that had scared him so much. She walked slowly over to him, leaving the others to get their emotions under control, and hoping they would before she exploded.
- "Hey, Drew, are you alright?" The Charmed One asked as she stopped in front of him. He seemed dazed for a second, like he hadn't heard her.
- "Huh? Oh, ah, yeah, I'm fine." He answered, not able to take the small tremble out of his voice. She looked sympathetically at him.
- "It got kinda scary there for minute, didn't it?" She said, then leaned in conspiratorially. "For a second, I thought Elenia's head was going to explode." A small smile tugged at Drew's lips, and Phoebe could feel the fear dissipating. She smiled herself, a warm, kind smile. "You can go now. And thanks again for finding the book." Drew began to flush a little, then, nodding his thanks for the escape, he silently left the room. Phoebe sighed and turned back towards the others, just in time to see some orbs appearing.
- The new comer was young, maybe in his mid-twenties or his mid-thirties, it was a little hard to tell. His hair was cropped short and neatly styled, his eyes bright. He looked around the room a little confused, like he wasn't sure he was in the right place. Everyone had turned to look at him.
- "Rafael?" Christopher said, recognizing the young man, bewildered as to why he was here. His family looked at him, wondering how he knew this man. Jeremiah, on the other hand, kept his eyes on Rafael and spoke almost at the same time Christopher had.
- "What are you doing here?" He sounded almost harsh, suspicious as to why the new Whitelighter had interrupted them.
- "I, ah, I was looking for someone." The young Whitelighter looked among the six Elders, wondering what on Earth his future charge could need him for with them around. Unless he had overshot his destination, and his charge wasn't here.
- "Well? Who are you looking for?" Jeremiah asked, getting annoyed. But before Rafael could answer, Christopher did.
- "Me." He pushed his way through the crowd to stand in front of him. Confusion turning to joy. Which didn't last long.
- "Why would he be looking for you?" Apparently Jeremiah was still in a bad mood. Christopher turned to glare at the Elder.
- "Because he's my Whitelighter." There was a uniform gasp that went around the room. Satisfied, Christopher turned back to Rafael, who looked at him, just as shocked as everyone else in the room. "I didn't expect to see you here."
- "I, ah... You're my charge?" The young Whitelighter asked, blinking in amazement.
- "He's your Whitelighter?" Piper, Phoebe and Paige asked all at the same time, clearly stunned. They'd always figured that Leo and Chris would be their kids' Whitelighters. Christopher laughed a little shyly. He really hadn't expected his family to find that one out for another couple of years at least.
- "Ah, yeah..." The young witch-Elder said, rather sheepishly. The stunned looks never left his families faces. Even Leo was shocked. Nicki had finally stopped struggling, the distraction just what she needed to calm down. Christopher turned back to face Rafael. "What are you doing here?"
- "The Oracle told me..." He started, but was cut off by Lyta.
- "The Oracle? What were you doing talking to The Oracle?" The look on her face sent shivers down his spin.
- "I... H-he wanted me to..." The young Whitelighter stammered. Lyta's patience had finally expired.
- "That's enough. We'll go find out ourselves." And so Lyta and Jeremiah, who had finally let go of Elenia, orbed away. Everyone else just stared at Rafael, waiting for an answer, but before he could give one, Bianca shimmered in.
- She looked around the room, noticed the shocked and confused faces, and realized some had left, and a new one had appeared. She blinking twice, and then asked, "what did I miss?"

Chrissy.W.x wrote:While Julian was in the process of shimmering he suddenly felt odd... very odd. He couldn't really describe the feeling he had in a different way... He just new this wasn't as it was supposed to be, like if he wasn't alone. So in the last moment he changed his destination and re-appeared in an empty cave, because he wouldn't risk exposing Belthazor by bringing someone with him.
Looking around the cave he sighed. It was empty. And for a moment he thought he might had worried for nothing...
But then his sensing power kicked in and he suddenly new that he wasn't alone, not at all...
"Who is there?" he asked in a demanding voice. "Show yourself!"
No reaction.
So Julian turned around himself for a couple of times until he felt a clear presence in his back. He smirked. Turning around he threw a low-energy ball right into that direction.
A hiss was heard when the energy ball hit not the cave-wall but his target. The shining ball was not meant to hurt, therefore it was too low in energy. But it was enough to threw whoever was there off balance. And no sooner than the hiss was heard a body appeared right where Julian had sensed it.
"Who are you?" he asked. And when that man looked at him without saying anything he added: "You better answer or the next energy ball will fry you."
Now the other man started to chuckle, which made Julian frown but he wouldn't get distracted by that. Finally the man started to speak: "Man, I'm no danger for you... my name is John. And somehow I have the feeling I saw you before, through I can't put my finger on it... Well maybe we met on the hallways of magic school or something..."
The demonic witch was still frowning. He couldn't remember meeting that man, so he asked. "Who the h*ll are you... John?"
John didn't answer, instead he said: "So I take it you are the Halliwell's connection to the underworld, right? What are you? A demon?
Julian was by now a little p*ssed. he didn't like disrespect. So he prepared another energy ball and asked again. "I said: Who the h*ll are you? And I want an answer NOW!" And with this he let the energy ball fly to the cave wall, right beside the other one's head.
"Wow! Careful!" John exclaimed. Then he said in a calmer voice: "I already told you, my name is John."
"Well, I don't know someone called John so would you please be so kind to enlighten me?" the demonic witch gave back, preparing another energy ball.
"Well and here is me thinking that you are informed about everything, d'mn it..." And when John saw the angry look on the other's face he quickly added: "I'm Steve's whitelighter!"
Now Julian rose an eyebrow, then he sighed while the energy ball in his hand disappeared. "Sorry," he said, now remembering the other man from the times he had observed Steve with his camera-system. "But I really didn't remember you at first."
"It's ok," the whitelighter replied, "I'm hurt and neither are you, so everything's fine."
"So... what do you want here? Why do you follow me?" the demonic witch asked. This was really a weird situation.
Now the other one chuckled again. "I was observing my charge. I tried to find out what's going on. I saw the broke vial and wanted to take it, but it suddenly disappeared from my sight. So I knew I was not the only one on a spy-trip. And when I sensed you leaving I followed you."
Julian nodded, then he asked: "How long have you been on his tail, and how did you even find him if even not his mother could sense him?"
John smiled: "Well, he's my charge. The connection between charge and whitelighter is strong. And... Steve pepped it up a little with a spell, when he started hunting down the Ashon... in case he would get lost in the underworld... And I was there... well... for about five days. it took me a while to find him." And after a moment of silence he asked: "And you?"
"Five days ago I followed an Ashon... and I guess I was lucky that he belonged to the right team..."
John nodded at this. Then he gestured to the broken vial that Julian still held in his left hand: "I take it you wanna analyse that? What do you think if we team up?"
Julian frowned at this. he had no reason to trust that man. On the other hand he seems to take his job seriously, otherwise he wouldn't even be there with him in a d*mn cave in the underworld. And maybe he could be useful. Still this was not his to decide. It was Belthazor's safety that was at risk. "Wait here... I*'ll be back in a couple of minutes," he said therefore and shimmered away to talk to his friend.

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:Well, here's my update! Finally... I had a couple of corrections to do... But enough wasting time! Here is it! Hope you like it!!!!

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Kirianna Ledräen wrote:- In the future...

- Wyatt and Jim had been wandering around the Underworld for the passed hour searching for the demon with no success. At least no success in finding the right demon. In the passed hour, they had run into two Vulture demons, four Harpies, five Furies, three Grimlocks, two Tracer demons, eight Darklighters, and one Vampire. Suffice it to say, they were both glad that none of them had been upper level. But they were getting tired of searching for the right one.
- "Why are there never any Monk demons around when you want to kill one?" Jim asked suddenly. He'd been the most impatient since he really wanted to test the potion. Wyatt laughed at Jim's annoyed tone. He knew if they stayed down here long enough, they'd run into one. This certainly wasn't his first time hunting demons.
- "The demons you want are never where they are supposed to be, unfortunately. Not unless you scry for them before hand." Wyatt answered looking over at his cousin, reminding him that it would have been easier to find their target if he hadn't been so impatient to test the potion. Jim gave Wyatt a sheepish grin, causing the latter to chuckle.
- They continued moving along in relative silence. They knew from previous encounters, that the Monk demons congregated in this particular area of the Underworld. But with their dimension-shift power, they tended to be hard to find. That, and the Underworld was kind of a maze.
- Another five minutes went by, and still nothing. Wyatt started to feel strange, wondering if maybe they should head back home. He stopped for a minute, searching their immediate area.
- "What is it? Is there one close by?" Jim whispered, all excited. Wyatt held his hand up for Jim to be quiet, letting his senses search the dark recesses. When he didn't find anything, he lowered his hand.
- "I don't know. Something's just... I don't know, I feel like something is off." He said quietly, turning to Jim. Jim frowned. He knew Wyatt was much more powerful then he was, but like all his other cousins, he could usually feel when danger was near. And he didn't feel anything at the moment.
- "What could it be, do you think?" He asked his older cousin. The Twice-Blessed shook his head, uncertainty clouding his mind.
- "I wish I knew. I can't pinpoint the feeling. It's like a shadow moving away from the light." He should his head again to clear it. Just then a strong feeling enveloped him, one of danger. His head came up, his senses alert. Jim tensed besides him, feeling it this time. They both looked around, alarmed, wondering what direction the attack would come from.
- Suddenly a fireball appeared out of nowhere. Wyatt pushed Jim out of the way, and barely made it himself, as it flew passed. A second fireball, on the tail of the first, grazed his arm, thankfully causing only minor damage. Jim pushed himself up onto his hands and knees just as a couple more fireballs sailed at him. He orbed out of the way, barely escaping.
- Two dark figures appeared, a fireball in each hand, ready to attack again. Wyatt noticed Jim orbing back in a few feet from his position, and closer to the dark figures.
- "Throw the potion!" He yelled to his cousin while deflecting a new barrage of fireballs. Jim pulled the two potion vials from his pocket. He took aim and threw one at the first Monk demon, hinting it square in the chest. A sharp screech escaped its lips when the potion hit its mark in a puff of smoke, but the demon remained. Before Jim could throw the second potion though, he was hit in the arm by a fireball, dropping the vial to the ground, shattering it.
- Wyatt, meanwhile, ducked behind a large outcropping, narrowly avoiding getting hit. He turned quickly to Jim, when he heard his cousin yell in pain, not noticing the shattered vial lying on the ground.
- "Get the first one!" Jim yelled, ducking behind a big rock, holding his injured arm. Wyatt waited for an opening in the barrage, then stepped out into the open and let loose an energy blast that ripped through the cavern. It hit the first Monk demon, causing it to explode in a ball of fire, but it passed harmlessly through the second. He stood there shocked for a second, but had to move quickly once the second demon started his barrage again, more intensely this time.
- "Why didn't it kill the second one?!" He yelled at Jim from behind a rock.
- "Because I dropped the potion! Sorry!" Jim yelled back sheepishly, pointing to the broken vial, and apologizing for ruining their chance. Wyatt looked at the puddle of potion, and remembered something his mom had once told him. "When we fought the Grimlocks that very first time, our last potion bottle had gotten smashed, and the potion lay in a puddle on the ground. We thought there was no way to vanquish the last Grimlock, but Prue used her power to send the potion to its target. Paige also did the same, one of the many times we fought Barbas." He smiled to himself at the memory, then searched for Jim, finding him nearby.
- "Can you distract him for a minute? I think I can get the potion!" He yelled to him. Jim looked confused.
- "It's in a puddle!" He called to his older cousin, dumbfounded.
- "Just do it! I'll worry about the potion!" Jim shook his head, bewildered, then orbed out. He reappeared behind the demon, and started calling for its fireballs, and redirecting them to it. It quickly turned on him, sending him diving for cover, not realizing the real danger was now behind it.
- Wyatt moved quickly the second the demon turned, telekinetically throwing the potion at the demon, hitting it in the back. It let out the same sharp screech as its vanquished partner. It turned on him then, but Wyatt was faster. His energy blast ripped through the demon, sending it to the Wasteland in a flash of flames.
- Jim let out a sigh of relief as he emerged from behind an outcropping, still holding his wounded arm. Wyatt walked over to him, and placed his hands over his arm and started to heal him.
- "Wow! That was amazing! How did you know to do that?" Jim's enthusiasm made Wyatt smile.
- "It was an old story mom once told us. You remember? About the first time they had to vanquish Grimlocks. When Aunt Prue used her power to scoop up the potion from the ground?" Jim stood silently for a minute, trying to remember the story. It finally came to him about the same time Wyatt had finished healing him.
- "Oh yeah! Now I remember! And mom did the same thing once, when they faced Barbas! Wow, that was a long time ago..." They both laughed then, trying to picture their moms so young and inexperienced. "Well, it looks like the potion is a success!" Jim said after a moment. "We should get back and tell Chris!" But his cousin was no longer listening. "Wyatt? Wyatt, what's wrong?" Wyatt just stared into the darkness, the feelings from before coming back. The mention of Chris's name sent a shiver through his body, and he realized where the strange feelings had been coming from. It was Chris back home at the manor, and he was feeling distressed.
- "Wyatt?" Jim tried again, getting worried.
- "We have to get home. Now!" Then before another word could be said, they both orbed home.




NOTE: No, Wyatt wasn't healed, so he will return to the manor with a minor burn on his arm. Second, Wyatt is sensing Chris's distress over Julia, and though he's not sure what's causing Chris to be worried, it's strong enough to make him go home in a hurry.

Chrissy.W.x wrote:I love it... Ok... I try to get something together before I have to go off... Let's see how much I can do...

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Note: Ok... I'm not really happy with this. I have the scenes in mind butit's hard to write them down in the way they are meant to be. Somehow this as to much dialoge... Anyway, I hope you like it as it is...

That's okay. I'm sure even the best authors in the world sometimes have a hard time putting words together.

Well, here's my new update!! Hope you like it!!!

Chrissy.W.x wrote:In our time...
Angela still stared at the spot where Bianca had been a couple of minutes before. Then finally she found her voice again. "What was that?" she asked no one in particular.
Kyle grinned, and Victor laughed at that. "Well," the latter finally said, "you have to know that you pointed out one little detail everyone else seems to have forgotten about. They all want Steve back, their son, fiancé, friend... But no one seemed to care what Steve thought..."
Actually they all assumed that Steve will not like to be a demon since he showed so much hatred towards the Ashon," Kyle added.
"But now he's one of them..." Michael stated.
Angela nodded at this: "So he might see things from a different point of view."
"And I guess that is the one thing that could make the parties come together again. Because from what I heard earlier from my daughters, the Positions have become entrenched," Victor remarked nodding. He had heard with worry about how things did seem to turn the wrong way at the moment.
"I wonder where he is now," Michael muttered into the silence that had followed after Victor's last comment.
"We all do," Kyle said and then rose again. "If you don't mind I go take a shower and re-dress... I need to get the carrots off of me..." With that he left the others and went up the stairs.
Angela followed him with her eyes, then she turned to Victor: "Has he moved in by now?"
The older man chuckled at this while Michael poked his wife into her side. "Don't be so nosy..." he said, making her blush.
But Victor waved it away with a gesture of his hand, then said: "No, not yet... But I'm working on that..."
"You?" now both, Angela and Michael, asked at the same time and the woman gave her husband a look that pointed out that he was as nosy as herself.
The older man nodded laughing: "Yeah I'm thinking about part-time retirement... One week I'd work in LA and the other week I could be here. So I asked Kyle if I could have his apartment..."
Michael just looked at the other with big eyes, while his wife began to smile widely. "Oh Victor that's a great idea, I'm sure they will all be pleased to have you around more often."
Michale finally nodded, too: "Yeah especially Chris. And those little ones." With the last words he pointed at the kids in the playpen.
Victor turned to look at the kids for a moment, then he turned back to the others and smiled at them warmly, saying: "Well I hope so..."

Julian shimmered right to his cave, where Belthazor was still sitting at the desk, still reading. He was so submerged in the book that he didn't notice his friend's return. "We have a problem," he announced.
At this the red demon looked up startled, but recovered quickly. "What happened? Has anything happened to Steve?" he then asked.
"No," the demonic witch replied and sat down, too. "It's his whitelighter, John... I kind of ran into him."
"Kind of?" Belthazor asked with suspecting eyes.
Julian sighed. "Well I stole this..." with this he placed the broke vial on the table, "...and he noticed it. Apparently he wanted to do the same thing as I did... just that I was faster. He followed me after that."
"Where is he now?" the demon asked while he carefully took the piece of class to have a closer look.
Julian followed his friend's movements with his eyes while saying: "In another cave... Waiting."
"Waiting?"
"He's waiting for my return. He offered an alliance, since we both have the same aim." Now Belthazor's eyes turned to Julian in worry. Knowing what went through his friend's mind the demonic witch just went on: "But I would have never brought him here without talking to you first, you should know that."
"I do..." the demon said. Then turning his eyes to the broken vial again, he asked: "Is that...?"
"A bit of the potion Steve drank? Yes, it is..." Julian nodded.
Belthazor nodded, too. Then he turned to his friend again. "John you said?" And as Julian nodded again he muttered: "I guess I've met him once... Didn't thought he survived..." He placed the vial back on the table. "Blindfold him. He's not allowed to know the location of this place. Then bring him here." Julian nodded before he shimmered away.

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:Well, here's my new update!! Hope you like it!!!

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:- Bianca looked expectantly at the faces around her, wondering what could possibly have happened in her absence. Everyone in the room was strangely silent, and most looked stunned or confused. It was a far cry from the yelling and screaming that was going on before she left. And her feelings told her it had something to do with the newcomer. But for the like of her, she couldn't figure out what.
- The man was young and unassuming, and didn't seem like he quite belonged. He was fidgeting nervously, seeming to wonder what exactly she was, since he'd seen her shimmer in. Bianca got the feeling he wasn't a mortal, at least not anymore, but she certainly knew he hadn't been immersed in the world of magic for very long. And that made her curious.
- She looked one more time at everyone before voicing her query again. But Phoebe had beat her to it, snapping out of her shock, and addressing the Phoenix.
- "Where did you disappear too?" The Charmed One asked, curious. She'd caught Bianca's good mood as she'd shimmered in, wondering what could have happened that had lifted her spirit. Bianca started at the sudden question, then pulled her eyes off the new guy to look at Phoebe.
- "I was at the manor. Michael and Angela were there. They just got back from their trip and wanted to see Chris, Hope and me." She explained as everyone turned their attention to her.
- "Michael and Angela are back?" Cole asked, pleasantly surprised. He'd been so caught up in everything that had gone on the last week, he'd almost forgotten about his nephew's friends.
- "Yes, they are. And Angela actually gave me a surprisingly simple solution to our impasse. It's so simple, I'm amazed none of us thought of it ourselves." She said, her earlier good mood returning. Now everyone was looking at her expectantly.
- "It's not going to cause Steve any harm is it? This solution?" Nicki asked warily. She was tired of fighting and crying. Now she just wanted Steve home and safe, where he belonged.
- "No, it won't hurt him at all." Bianca reassured her.
- "Well? What is this simple solution of yours?" Elenia asked, annoyed, before she could say anything further.
- "Well, we've all been fighting about what to do with Steve's demonic side, right? When, really, we should have been trying to figure out how to get him back." The Phoenix started but was interrupted by Elenia again.
- "What kind of solution is that?" The Elder asked, incredulous.
- "It's the kind that needs further uninterrupted explanation." Bianca bit back, glaring at the woman.
- "Well?" Elenia pressed. Bianca turned away from her and back to the others, taking a few calming breaths before she continued.
- "The thing is, we only have the power to get Steve back." She gave Steve's mother a warning glance then. "It's actually his decision if he wants to try and get rid of the demon inside of him. Not ours." Christopher smiled at this, knowing she was right.
- "I can't believe we never thought of that." Nicki said in disbelief. Everyone was nodding in agreement. Everyone, except Elenia.
- "This is preposterous! He certainly no longer has control. How can he possibly make such an important decision?" She looked at everyone in turn, her glare staying longest on Nicki.
- "That's where you're wrong, Elenia." Cole spoke up then, having heard enough of Elenia's complaints for the day. "When I was half demon..."
- "This isn't the same thing!" She started to protest, but Cole cut her off.
- "Actually, it is the same thing. Like it or not, but Steve is half demon. I could control my demon half, and I'm sure he can control his."
- "If that were so, then where is he? Why hasn't he returned?" Cole's mouth snapped shut at that, since he wasn't sure how to answer.
- "That doesn't mean he doesn't have control. There are many explanations to justify that." Bianca answered for him.
- "And not all of them are pretty." Nicki added. Leo and Odin had released their grip on her soon after Bianca had made an appearance, and now she was walking to stand by her.
- "They're right. We need to focus on bringing Steve back. If he wants us to vanquish his demonic side, he'll ask." Piper said then, moving to Bianca's other side. Phoebe and Paige moved with her.
- "You're all crazy! I won't let any of you..." Elenia started to say, but was cut off by Tom.
- "They're right, Elenia. As much as we know that Steve hates the Ashon, in the end, it's his decision to live with it or not." He said, feeling relief in the revelation. After a solid week of fighting against his friends, it felt good to finally come to an understanding. Veronica looked at him, feeling the same relief. But Elenia wasn't having any of it.
- "Steve's your friend, and you're just going to give up?" She barked, glaring at Tom now.
- "I'm not giving up. But we forgot the whole purpose of being here! It was never about whether or not to vanquish the demon within him, but to save him and bring him home!" He said, taking a step towards Elenia.
- "So you're going to sentence him to death?" She countered. Nicki became livid again, and stepped forward. Bianca grabbed her arm, holding her back.
- "Us, sentencing him to death? You have a lot of nerve!" She yelled at her prospective mother-in-law.
- "It won't be a death sentence. We will bring him home. And he can decide for himself what he thinks is best." Leo interjected calmly, hoping to prevent another outburst.
- "It will be a death sentence! The Steve we all knew will be dead if that monster is allowed to remain inside of him!" Elenia said, Leo's calm tone doing nothing to dissuade her anger.
- "See, that's your problem right there. There is no demon inside Steve. The demon is Steve! It's a part of him, like his arm or leg. It is who he is. And the sooner you accept that, the better. For all of us. Especially Steve." Cole said, clearly having had it with the Elder. Elenia looked at all the faces in the room. It seemed that she was the only one left who thought that Steve's demonic side should be destroyed.
- "You're all wrong. You'll see. Steve won't want that thing inside of him. I know he won't!" With that, Elenia orbed away. Everyone let out a collective sigh once her orbs had disappeared. Bianca let go of Nicki's arm then, giving the girl an apologetic grin. The young witch smiled back, feeling that the worst was finally behind them.
- "So what now?" She asked no one in particular. Everyone looked around, exchanging looks, not really sure where to start. Rafael seemed to have been forgotten during the whole kerfuffle. A fact that he was surely pleased about. Until he caught Bianca staring at him.
- "Well, for starters, I'd like to know who he is, and what he's doing here." The Phoenix said, sizing up the new Whitelighter. Everyone turned to him then, wondering the same thing. A nervous grin came over his face, and he winced.

Chrissy.W.x wrote:
Well I'll make this short since I am a little bit tired from this day, but I wanna update so that you again have something to work with. I might not answer your PM today, but I hope you can forgive me... *hugs*

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Note: 41 pages at the moment...

Chrissy.W.x wrote:John felt a little weird for a moment, after being shimmered and that with eyes blindfolded. He didn't like shimering for a start, but doing it with one of his main senses knocked out was even worse. He felt like he could vomit any second.
"Welcome," Julian said and undid the knot and lowered the cloth that had covered the whitelighter's eyes.
John had to blink a couple of times, since the cave he was in now was well lit. When his eyes finally became used to the light he looked around curiously. This place looked more like a meeting room than a cave. Then his traveling eyes stopped on somebody he had hoped to never see again.
"You?" he asked confused and for a moment forgetting who he was talking to. "You are Chris' connection to the underworld????"
Belthazor scanned the man in front of him from head to toe, than nodded.
"Would you like to drink something?" Julian asked. "I can offer you water, coke... Oh and I also have some Vodka left, in case you need something strong."
"What?" John asked confused for a moment. Then he shook his head: "No, thank you."
Belthazor had to smile at his. Then he gestured to one of the chairs at the table: "Maybe you like to sit down... Don't worry, I don't bite."
John shook his head again before he sat down. He looked at the demon intensely, then asked: "Why?"
"Why?" Belthazor asked back.
"Why are you doing this?"
Now the demon rose an eyebrow. Then he vaguely explained: "Well the people in grey made me see that there is no good without eveil, same as the other way round. So we try to keep the balance."
Now John rose an eyebrow, while Julian sat down, too, but kept silent, just observing the other two. The whitelighter seemingly wasn't satisfied with this explanation. So he said: "I don't believe you."
Now The Source laughed: "I don't care if you believe me or not. What matters to me is that Julian does, and Cole and Chris. You on the other hand..." And now he turned serious again. "You... I wonder where your loyalties lie, since you were with us at the table of the people in grey, same as me..."
"I was there because I believed in Eridon's words. I was there because I wanted to make sure my charges are safe," the whitelighter defended himself. "Plus I was the one who helped the Charmed ones to find a way to vanquish them."
"So did I..." Belthazor said.
"Ok!" Julian stepped in, when he saw that John was about to make another comment that would only lead to more discussions about past events. "I guess we have explained to you now, that we just try to help people to keep the balance between the forces, so..."
"Why is Steve so important to you? What has he to do with that balance you try to protect?" John questioned, interrupting the demonic witch.
"Not Steve is the problem. The problem is what would happen if the goodies make the wrong decision... What if they'd attack the Ashon?" Belthazor asked. When John kept silent, he went on: "The Ashon have a family-like structure. If they would be attacked they would protect who is their own... Especially if the attack is meant to steal one of their own from the clan... And that, my dear whitelighter, could lead us into a new war between demons and humans." And When he saw the shocked expression in the man's eyes, he added: "And I guess that's something neither of us wants to happen, right?"
John just nodded at this. Then he said: "Yeah... I guess you could be right... Especially when I think about what's going on at the school... They are just fighting about how to handle the situation. Christopher, he wants Steve to keep his demonic half... But Steve's mother acts like if her son is possessed... She wants to kill the demon inside him, no matter what..."
Belthazor nodded, and Julian asked: "And you disagree?"
John nodded: "I do... I also learned my lesson when I trusted Eridon. I learned that Elders don't know everything, that they can be wrong, too." he sighed: "And I somehow have the feeling, that Elenia is very wrong..." He shook his head again: "We have to find a way to solve this mess... We have to find a way to help Steve. That's why I wanted to potion vial... I need to find out what they are doing to him."
Belthazor looked at his friend who looked right back at him. Then he nodded.
Julian smiled back at the demon, understanding what he expected from him. So he stood up, grabbed the broken vial and finally turned to John: "Follow me, you can help me analyse this..."
Belthazor watched the other two leave through one of the doors that let to a little potions lab. He sighed and then rose. he needed to get some order in his notes from that book, so that when Julian and their new ally were finished they could talk about all they had and make a plan to solve this situation.

Okay, it's actually loafs of bread, not buns, I have in the oven... I just couldn't resist the pun! lol

Kirianna Ledräen wrote: - In the future...

- Chris was sitting on the sofa, looking rather confused when Wyatt and Jim orbed in. He stood up and walked over to them, looking them over.
- "What happened to you?" Chris asked, as he noticed the burn on Wyatt's arm.
- "What's wrong?" Wyatt asked at the same time. Jim had a big smile on his face and sort of answered Chris's question before Wyatt could.
- "The potion worked!!!" He said excited. Wyatt took a step towards his brother, ignoring his cousin.
- "It's nothing." He dismissed his injury, then repeated his question. "What's wrong? I felt something coming from you." His eyes were wide with worry, hoping nothing bad had happened.
- "It's Julia." Chris barely had her name out, when Wyatt was on him, terror in his eyes, grasping him by the shoulders.
- "What happened?" He was barely able to keep the hysterics out of his voice. Jim's mouth dropped with shocked worry.
- "Wyatt, take a deep breath." He said trying to calm him. "I don't know what's wrong. She wouldn't tell me."
- "Explain." The Twice-Blessed asked, letting Chris go.
- "She came over a few minutes ago. She looked horrible, like she hadn't slept in days. She was crying. I asked her what happened, and she just kept asking for you." The Elder-Witch said, still not able to wrap his head around it.
- "Where is she now?" Her fiancé asked, feeling like a hand was crushing his heart.
- "I don't know..." Chris started.
- "What do you mean you don't know?" Wyatt interrupted him.
- "I mean, I went to the kitchen to get her some water, and before I got back, I heard the door slam. I ran in here, and she was go..." Just then they heard the muted sound of the toilet flushing in the bathroom. They were all looking at each other, confused, when the bathroom door opened. Julia stepped out, one hand in front of her mouth, the other against the door jam for support. Wyatt instantly rushed to her side.
- "What's wrong, Sweetheart? Are you all right?" He asked her worriedly, wrapping his arm around her waist to support her.
- "Can we talk?" She asked, almost pleadingly, then added after glancing at Chris and Jim, "Alone?"
- "Of course. We'll go to my room." He said, as he lead her towards the stairs to the basement. Chris and Jim stood there a moment, wondering what could possibly be upsetting Julia so much. The moment passed for Jim much quicker then it did for Chris, and he was smiling again. Proud and elated that his potion had worked. Chris looked at him then, his cousin's joy washing over him.
- "Well?" He asked, giving Jim his opening.
- "It worked!!!" The young witch-Whitelighter said, then burst into a full account of what had happened.

- Wyatt opened his bedroom door and let Julia inside, then closed the door behind them. The look on her face was killing him inside. She was so worried, so sad, he wanted to wrap her in his arms and never let go. He walked over to his bed and sat down, patting the space next to him, but she just shook her head, and started pacing. It took a couple of minutes before she could get her thoughts together.
- "Wyatt... I..." She started, but wasn't sure how to proceed. He waited patiently for her to find her voice again. "I don't know how to say this. I don't even know how it happened. I mean..." She stalled again, fresh tears spilling onto her cheeks. He got up and put his arm around her shoulders and led her to the bed.
- "Please, have a seat." He said, his heart breaking at the terrified look in her eyes. She sat this time and he knelt down in front of her and taking her face in his hands, wiped her tears with his thumbs. "It will be okay. Everything will be okay." He reassured her, before asking, "what happened?" A nervous laughed escaped her lips before she replied.
- "I'm pregnant." She had a hard to look at him, fearing his reaction. But he just stared at her for a moment, not sure what to think. Or feel.
- "Pregnant? But how? I thought you were on the pill." He asked when he finally found his voice, the implications still sinking in.
- "I don't know. They say the pill isn't one hundred percent effective. I guess we landed with the uneffective part." She glanced down at him now, wondering what he was thinking. She'd somehow expected him to get angry like she knew her father would. But he wasn't her father...
- "So, your pregnant..." It was a statement, not a question. "I'm going to be a dad..." Julia watched the look on Wyatt's face change from shock to pure joy. "I'm going to be a dad!" He exclaimed, then got up and pulled her into a hug.
- It was her turn to be shocked. She really hadn't expected him to react this way. Though she knew she should have known better, part of her expected him to freak out. That's what her father would do. She had to remind herself that Wyatt wasn't her father. Though they both loved her dearly, her father was a little overprotective of her when it came to boys. Well, men, in this case. One man, actually. The big/little brother of his best friend. But Wyatt is protective of me, too. She thought. And that thought brought relief to her. Knowing that Wyatt would be there for her no matter what. And she'd seen him with his nieces and nephews and already knew he'd be a great dad.
- Wyatt's joy started to infect her now, and she wrapped her arms tighter around him. He took that as a cue, and lifted her up and spun her around, a yelp of joy escaping his lips. But it wasn't long before she tried to free herself from his grasp.
- "Wyatt! Please! You're making me dizzy! And I already threw up enough for one day!" She pleaded with him between giggles. He put her down immediately, a worried look coming over his face.
- "You're alright?" He asked, taking her face gently in his hands. She smiled up at him and pulled his face down to hers.
- "I'm fine." She reassured him, before giving him a small kiss. When she pulled back, he tried to kiss her more fully, but she put her fingertips over his mouth. "Not right now. I just vomited barely ten minutes ago. Let my brush my teeth first." She said apologetically. He let her pull away, and smiled.
- "You know, you really worried Chris with your little disappearing act." He gently teased. She smiled at him, a little sheepishly.
- "I'm sorry. I just couldn't keep it down any longer." She apologized again. He pulled her to him in a warm hug, placing her head on his chest.
- "It's okay. It's okay. Everything will be okay." He found himself saying. He closed his eyes, feeling content, while all the worries were washed away. They remained silent for a while, Julia listing to his heartbeat, her arms wrapped tightly around his back. The world around them seemed to disappear for just moment, until a thought intruded into her happy thoughts.
- "What are we going to do?" The worry making it's way back into her voice. She looked up at him, looking for solace. He looked back at her, a smile pulling at his lips.
- "Everything will be fine. You don't have to worry about anything. We'll get through this." He reassured her. Bringing his hand up to her face, he brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
- "What about my father? He'll kill us when he finds out." The smile immediately disappeared from his face, and Wyatt started to think frantically. Julia looked up at him expectantly.
- "Maybe we should go to Chris. He could help..." A realization struck him then, and an astonished smirk crept unto his face. "Unbelievable! So that's what all the ‘it'll turn out all right' crap was about." He said shaking his head. Julia looked at him confused.
- "What? What's unbelievable? What are you talking about?" She asked, wondering what was with the change of subject.
- "Chris! He's known all along!" He said, releasing her and moving towards the door.
- "He's known what all along?" She was getting more and more confused by the second. None of this was making any sense. He turned around to face her.
- "Chris knows your pregnant." She blinked rapidly, his words not making sense to her.
- "But I never told him..." He came to her and took both her hands in his.
- "Not that Chris. The older one. He knew all along." He explained, looking into her eyes. She looked back, still not completely sure she understood. Then it hit her, and Wyatt saw the realization in her eyes. She started to shake her head.
- "No." She said, not believing it.
- "Yes." He corrected.
- "No." She said again, still shaking her head. He smiled.
- "Yes." He said, nodding. The shock that over took her senses caused her to back up until she bumped into the bed and sat down.
- "But how?" She finally managed to stammer out. He sat down beside her and gently turned her face to him.
- "How else? He must have found out when he was younger Chris. God... I can't believe he never said anything!" It was Wyatt who was shaking his head this time. Julia still wasn't sure she understood.
- "But if Chris found out when he was younger, shouldn't the younger one know too?" Despite her years of experience hanging out with the Halliwells, time travel was still confusing to her.
- "No. He wouldn't know, ‘cause we haven't told him yet. But because our Chris already lived what the younger one is living now, he knows." Julia shook her head at this, still not really getting it.
- "That didn't help." A helpless laugh escaped her lips. He pulled her to him, and kissed her on the forehead.
- "I guess it didn't. I'm sorry." He apologized, looking into her eyes again. "Maybe you shouldn't try to get it. It might make your head spin." He caressed her cheek, lovingly, and smile sheepishly.
- "Maybe I shouldn't, then." She laughed a little, and slid her hand down his arm. When she got passed his elbow, he pulled in a sharp breath. She pulled back and looked at him, shocked. Her eyes then went to the hot, rough spot on his arm.
- "What happened?" It was her turn to be worried now. He gave her another sheepish grin.
- "It's nothing a Whitelighter or Elder couldn't heal." His weak attempt to brush it off just made her scowl at him. "Really! It's nothing! It's just a little scratch."
- "That's not a little scratch, Wyatt!" She said worried, the thought of losing him, bringing tear to her eyes.
- "Don't cry, Sweetie." He said softly. "Look, how about we go upstairs, get Chris to heal me, and call our Chris. We'll talk to them and figure out what to do next. Okay?" He offered, hoping his solution would be enough to stop her from worrying too much.
- "Okay." She answered, letting out a sigh. Then they both got up and headed for the stairs.

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Wow... What a wonderful update... I LOVE IT! Now let's see what I can do... through I doubt it'll be much since I'm really busy today... It might very well be short again, but it'll be something at least...

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Meanwhile in our time...
They had kept talking for a while, since Victor was eager to hear all the things the couple had experienced in Australia. The couple had some nice stories to tell. After a while Kyle came back down the stairs and joined them again. The four adults enjoyed the time they shared, while the kids played on their own.
Then the topic came back to Chris, and they started speculating what he might experience right now, IF he really was in the future. And also Christopher's part in this was discussed.
"So as Bianca said earlier, Christopher is here because of the sword?" Angela asked.
Victor nodded: "It seems so... As far as I know, he casted a spell on himself because he didn't know how to handle his responsibilities."
"But why is he here, then? I mean, it's not like Chris knows how to deal with that, either..." Michael remarked, knowing that his friend was still worried about this topic.
"Well, why is this such a big deal?" Kyle asked then. "I mean... the sword doesn't make him to the ruler of the world, does it?"
Michael grinned at this: "No... he's just the ruler of the magical world..."
"Really?" the officer asked. He hadn't known that.
"Actually he's meant to bring peace and unity to the world of magic," Victor explained, "at least that's what he told me."
Michael nodded: "Yeah and Chris is still afraid that he is not worth this sign of power, but he is. No one else is able to see things from all sides and then make the right decision. But Chris proved already that he can do that... Now he has to understand it for himself."
Kyle nodded at this: "I see... And for Christopher it might be even harder, because Chris really is a huge role model, isn't he?" The other three nodded at this.
Then Michael suddenly rose. "That's it... I need to go there, I need to help Christopher."
"What? Why?" Angela asked.
And Victor agreed: "I don't think you should get involved in that..."
"But I already am," Michael replied. And when he saw the confused looks on their faces he explained: "I'm Chris' first knight. He trusts me and he said he likes me easy view on things. Now Christopher is here, and his first knight is just a small kid." With this he pointed at Wyatt, who was still playing with his cars. "So I need to help him, instead."
"But how?" Angela asked worried for her husband's safety.
"I don't know... I just want him to know, that I'll be there for him, that he can talk to me. You know?" And as everyone nodded in understanding, he asked: "Does this door to the school still work?"

, and fully intended to leave right then, but he looked back at the sword, as if it was calling to him.
- Cole placed the book in the middle of the desk, and almost trance-like, walked to the sword. He looked at it, studying it. It wasn't the first time he'd been near the sword, but this was the first time he'd ever been compelled to touch it. So he reached out with his right hand. His fingers lightly touched the pommel, taking in the cold metal, then slowly slid down the hilt. He was suddenly thrown into a vision, his hand subconsciously wrapping around the sword. It was the same premonition he'd had a week ago when Christopher had first arrived. Yet it wasn't. The first vision had been anything but clear, and its parts were all jumbled like a puzzle. Now though, though they still didn't form a distinct picture, the pieces seemed to be in order, and each was clearer.
- The demon was standing with his back to him, then quickly turned, revealing an Ashon with painted tattoos on his bare chest; Looking up, the bright artificial light was glinting of the clearly defined tip of a sword; The manor's clock, bathed in a strange purple/white light was chiming nine o'clock at night; Chris, no... Christopher, standing in the attic; Part of a spell being cast, "...Return me now, to whence I came..." by... Christopher?
- Cole came out of it, completely stunned. Something about the vision made it feel like he'd had two... He had to shake his head to clear it. "I have to tell the others." He said to himself, and started towards the door, but stopped. He was looking directly at the door, and remembered what was waiting for him in the library. Knowing they were all waiting for him to get back so the new Whitelighter could talk. He finally decided he'd wait to tell them until after they'd heard what Rafael had to say. With that decided, he took off at a run. He grabbed the doorframe on his way out, using it to catapult himself around the corner, but pulled himself to a stop instead. Running back into the office, he went to the desk, picked up the book, and ran back out, heading for the library.







Well, Chrissy, I decided to give you the library scene... That is, if you still want it... lol

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:Anyway, here's my update! A little shorter then the last two, but still not entirely that short... lol I hope you enjoy it!!!
Well, all corrected.... I hope.........

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:- Everyone was staring at the newcomer, waiting, making him nervous. Cole, standing beside Phoebe, knew he didn't have to be an empath to know how the young man felt. Cole knew that the young man, Rafael, was certainly new to all this. He'd seen new Whitelighters in his time, and if not properly trained, they could get their charges killed more easily than save them. With Christopher's life seemingly going to end up in this ones hands, he hoped he was going to get some serious training.
- As Cole watched Rafael stammer out a word or two, trying to find the right ones to explain his situation, a thought occurred to him. Now was a good time to go check his email and see if Julian had found anything new, and pick up that book he'd forgotten in Chris's office the other day.
- "Hey, I don't mean to interrupt, but I thought I'd go check my email in Chris's office. See if there is anything new." He told everyone, focusing first on Rafael, then on Phoebe. His wife looked at him strangely, thinking this was not the time.
- "Do you need to check it right now? This is kind of important." She said, motioning to Rafael.
- "It won't take long. And besides, it will give... Rafael?... time to get his thoughts together." He reassured her, and everyone. A sigh escaped her lips, but she agreed.
- "Okay. Go." He wrapped his arm around her shoulders in a quick hug and kissed her on the temple.
- "I won't be long. Don't start without me." He turned to Rafael and winked, receiving an appreciative smile in return, then headed out of the library.
- Cole turned down the hall and headed towards Chris's office. He ran through his memories, trying to remember the exact placement of the book so he didn't have to waste time looking for it, while checking his mail. Best I not take too long... He thought to himself, knowing the others would get restless waiting for him. Though the time would at least give Rafael some time to think. Hopefully, they wouldn't stare at him the entire time.
- Once he was just around the corner from Chris's office, he saw a man walking in his direction. He didn't recognize him until they were about five feet from each other. But he had recognized Cole immediately.
- "Cole! It's nice to see you!" Michael said as he approached. Cole blinked, taking in the tanned man standing in front of him.
- "Michael? Wow! You look great. That trip did wonders." He said cheerfully, as he finally recognized him.
- "Yeah, I keep getting that. It's the miracle of tanning." Michael said smiling and giving Cole a wink.
- "So what are you doing here in Magic School?" Cole asked, getting to business since he was in a hurry.
- "I heard about what was going on with Steve and Christopher, and thought that maybe I could help." He answered honestly.
- "Okay. Sure. I know they can use all the help they can get. They're in the library. It's back that way." Cole said, pointing behind him with his thumb.
- "Thanks." Michael replied and started walking again. A thought occurred to Cole and he turned around.
- "Hey, where's Angela?" He asked. Michael stopped and turned around.
- "She decided to stay at the manor with Victor, Kyle and kids." Cole nodded his understanding.
- "Okay. I'll see you in a few." He said before continuing on to Chris's office.
- He turned the corner and came to the office door. It seemed a little weird to go in with Chris gone. But he needed the book and to check his email, so he pushed open the door, not noticing the faint glow coming from inside, and entered. Once inside he took a moment to look around, taking in the desk and bookshelves, his eyes finally stopping on Excalibur, still stuck in its stone. The fact that the sword wasn't supposed to be in here, didn't register right away. And it took him a minute to wrench his gaze from it. Only when he had, had he realized he'd taken a few steps towards it. He was almost directly besides the desk now, and he looked at it, searching its surface. The book was sitting on the upper right-hand corner, partially covered with papers. Leaving it there for the moment, he walked around, pulled out the chair and sat at the computer, bringing up his email account. His eyes flicked to the sword a few times while he scrolled down. There was some junk mail, letters from clients, and a love letter from Phoebe, but nothing from Julian. After quickly signing out of his account, he picked up the book , and fully intended to leave right then, but he looked back at the sword, as if it was calling to him.
- Cole placed the book in the middle of the desk, and almost trance-like, walked to the sword. He looked at it, studying it. It wasn't the first time he'd been near the sword, but this was the first time he'd ever been compelled to touch it. So he reached out with his right hand. His fingers lightly touched the pommel, taking in the cold metal, then slowly slid down the hilt. He was suddenly thrown into a vision, his hand subconsciously wrapping around the sword. It was the same premonition he'd had a week ago when Christopher had first arrived. Yet it wasn't. The first vision had been anything but clear, and its parts were all jumbled like a puzzle. Now though, though they still didn't form a distinct picture, the pieces seemed to be in order, and each was clearer.
- The demon was standing with his back to him, then quickly turned, revealing an Ashon with painted tattoos on his bare chest; Looking up, the bright artificial light was glinting of the clearly defined tip of a sword; The manor's clock, bathed in a strange purple/white light was chiming nine o'clock at night; Chris, no... Christopher, standing in the attic; Part of a spell being cast, "...Return me now, to whence I came..." by... Christopher?
- Cole came out of it, completely stunned. Something about the vision made it feel like he'd had two... He had to shake his head to clear it. "I have to tell the others." He said to himself, and started towards the door, but stopped. He was looking directly at the door, and remembered what was waiting for him in the library. Knowing they were all waiting for him to get back so the new Whitelighter could talk. He finally decided he'd wait to tell them until after they'd heard what Rafael had to say. With that decided, he took off at a run. He grabbed the doorframe on his way out, using it to catapult himself around the corner, but pulled himself to a stop instead. Running back into the office, he went to the desk, picked up the book, and ran back out, heading for the library.