Chapter 12. Chris. More Family.

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Wednesday, less days left but they seem long enough to get desperate.

I lay in the couch, in the living room, waiting for something to come up, something that would make us use magic. Why haven't demons attacked? Do they know we are in a break? Is dad-black-hoddie stoping them? They could be training, gaining information to destroy us. Whoever is after us has entered this house, but a lot of people has, my mom's old friends, the elders, my aunts friends, even my friends and Wyatt's.

After some minutes I decide to clean my closet, mom had left some boxes there because we had no space and she had said she would check what she would keep and get rid of what she wouldn't, so maybe I could help with that.

I go upstairs right to my room, open the closet and grab three boxes that were on the ground. One of them is named "Prue's Journey", I open it. It contains work my dead aunt had made, work she had spent time in. I find some articles about demons, she had been writing a way of vanquishing some of them, including Belthazor. I take and read it.

'Half-human half-demon. Capable of feeling, capable of love. He hasn't shown any signs of going against us but falling in love for my sister. Anyway, precautions are always needed and I have this potion..' The rest of the article had been taken away, who would take something that important? Mom? My aunts? Maybe they made the potion and didn't work.

I put the article back in the box and put it away. I take another one named "Chris and Wyatt first year" it just has pictures of me and my brother when we were babies, one of them when Wyatt orbed a cake hitting aunt Paige's favorite shirt. I put it away.

I take the last box, this one is named "Old Family". It has pictures and documents from family members of the family: mom, dad, grams. I see a peculiar picture, somebody I had never seen, I grab it and as long as I'm about to see it the door bell rings. I get out of my room and go downstairs, taking the picture with me. Wyatt had already arrived and opened the door, he was talking to somebody.

I look at the picture, it was a woman, perfectly combed, blonde, blue eyes, beautiful smile, a family member I had never seen in my life. I turn it back, it says 'Amelia Halliwell. 16 years old' mom never talked about her, neither did my aunts, maybe she already died.

"Sure, come in" Wyatt says.

I turn to see who is coming on, a blonde girl, perfectly combed, with blue eyes and a beautiful smile, it was Amelia. The lost family member is standing in front of me, she is alive.

"This is Kate Wylliams" Wyatt indicates. Kate Wylliams? Why did she say that name? Where did Wyatt meet her?

"Hi" she says as she smiles. I smile back.

"Hi, I'm Chris, Kate" I put the picture in my pocket so that anybody can see it.

"Are you staying for dinner?" Wyatt asks.

"Can I?"

"Sure, my parents will have no problem"

Bet on it, brother.

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