Chapter one: The outside
2031, San Francisco.
Decades zamani the San Francisco bay had been overlapped kwa the gigantic Golden Gate Bridge. Night and siku were perfectly separated and there was a balance between buildings and nature. However, ever since Wyatt Halliwell had taken over community, the city was covered in darkness 24/7. The bridge had been blown up when he’d Lost his temper once again, which happened lots of times.
Everyone was scared to death for the Charmed Ones son and there were only a handful of people who stood up to him. The rest of the community was murdered on his command au tried to please him kwa spying on the enemy au kill them. The Halliwell manor had become a place to fear and those who tried to escape from the Tiran tried to avoid the house as much as possible. It was also the place where Wyatt had his meetings. Tonight was one of them.
He was sitting at the living meza, jedwali and had a superiority expression on his face. He impatiently tapped on the meza, jedwali with his fingers. Than he glanced at the kitchen. “Chris Perry, what’s taking wewe so long?” In the jikoni there was a twenty-two mwaka old guy walking up and down with plates with kuki, vidakuzi and tea. He walked in in the living room and put the plate on the table.
Wyatt raised his eyebrows as if he wanted to say: “That’s it? Aren’t wewe supposed to say something right now?” Chris didn’t need any words to get what Wyatt’s expression meant. “I’m really sorry, mister Halliwell. I hope wewe can still enjoy the kuki, vidakuzi and tea” Wyatt waved with his hand as to make Chris leave.
Chris went back to the jikoni and sank down on the floor. It had been like this ever since he had arrived in the Halliwell manor. His parents had taken off when he turned fourteen and Wyatt, who was fifteen kwa the time, had let him live in his house. His parents, Leo and Piper, died the same time Chris’ parents disappeared and Wyatt had alisema that they should stick together and protect each other.
But doing chores, serve Wyatt and his Marafiki like they were kings and never get outside, was not what Chris had in mind when Wyatt spoke about sticking together. Wyatt had saved his life and he was paying duty now.
When the meeting was over and all of his minions were gone, Wyatt came into the kitchen. He found Chris, who was still sitting on the floor, and he curled his nose. “You know, Chris, that dishes really aren’t going to clean itself, if wewe get my point”
Chris crawled up and walked to the sink, where he turned the tap open. Wyatt kept looking at him and it made him really nervous. He swallowed and rotated his head slowly to Wyatt. “Can I help wewe with something, mister Halliwell?” Wyatt shook his head and Chris continued his work. “I was wondering if wewe know where your loyalty lies”, he alisema coldly.
Chris blinked to make the words sink in. “See, I’ve heard out of a good source, that you’re planning to break the rules and go outside. wewe have permission to go-” Chris looked up, surprised. “-but if wewe do, wewe cannot come back here” Chris got a disappointed expression on his face.
“But that’s not fair! wewe can’t keep me in here forever! I need to go outside! Please, Wyatt, just let me go outside for one day, that’s all I’m asking for”, he desperately begged. Wyatt squeezed his lips together and a stubborn glance appeared in his eyes.
“You remember the first siku we met? wewe were walking down the mitaani, mtaa and it was raining like hell. wewe were covered in mud and wewe smelled like hell. wewe hadn’t been eating for days and wewe had no place to live. Your parents took off ‘cause they didn’t wanna take care of you. I saved your life, and all I want from wewe is to stay inside. It’s way too dangerous for a mortal like you, an innocent. It’s full of demons out there and you’d be killed in no time”
“I’m not a little kid anymore. I can protect myself” Wyatt violently and stubbornly shook his head . “I alisema no. I will succeed where your folks failed and that’s protecting you” “But-”, Chris started, but Wyatt cut into it: “I alisema no” Chris let his head hang, defeated.
Chris went to his bedroom and sank down on his bed. He lay down and stared at the ceiling. He wondered how the world outside would be like. Sure he had a clear view from behind his window, but it wasn’t the same as really be outside. He heard a familiar noise and a few sekunde later Bianca materialized in the center of his room. He looked up at her, with an angry look in his eyes.
“Thanks for betraying me, Bi” Bianca sighed and shrugged. “I was only trying to help you. Wyatt shouldn’t be treating wewe this way and wewe know it” “What can I do about it? He saved my life. He raised me when my parents disappeared. They never wanted me, unlike Wyatt who actually did. If I go out of the house, it’ll break his heart. He’s trying to protect me”
Bianca could not believe he just alisema that. “Who are wewe and what did wewe do to my best friend? Come on, Chris, wewe can’t just give up like that” She paused to catch a breath and than continued. “You have to get outside. We can go to the sinema au eat a hamburger and fries au go to a club. I don’t know, as long as wewe don’t stay in here”
She saw the look in Chris’s eyes and it encouraged her to keep going. “Just for one day. Wyatt never has to find out” For a moment Chris still hesitated, but than he agreed. Bianca pulled him up and they went downstairs.
They were just about to leave when a cold voice stopped them. They turned around and saw Wyatt, who seemed to be furious. “You weren’t planning on leaving, were you, Chris Perry?”, he authority asked. “It was my idea, Wyatt”, Bianca bravely said. “If wewe wanna punish someone, pick me. I can handle it”
Wyatt ignored her. He held Chris’ look and said: “Excalibur!” The magic sword appeared in his hands and he walked towards Chris. Chris, who was still standing at the front door, couldn’t songesha a single muscle. His face went pale when Wyatt stopped right in front of him. For a moment nothing happened. Than Chris felt an indescribable pain coming from his stomach.
Wyatt pulled the sword back and Chris fell down on his knees and than on the ground. He couldn’t breathe and he was choking. Wyatt orbed out and Bianca fell down on her knees to look at Chris. She held his head in her arms and she looked at him, an unkempt glean in her eyes. “You’re not going to die. I won’t let you. D’you hear me? Don’t even think about dying”
2031, San Francisco.
Decades zamani the San Francisco bay had been overlapped kwa the gigantic Golden Gate Bridge. Night and siku were perfectly separated and there was a balance between buildings and nature. However, ever since Wyatt Halliwell had taken over community, the city was covered in darkness 24/7. The bridge had been blown up when he’d Lost his temper once again, which happened lots of times.
Everyone was scared to death for the Charmed Ones son and there were only a handful of people who stood up to him. The rest of the community was murdered on his command au tried to please him kwa spying on the enemy au kill them. The Halliwell manor had become a place to fear and those who tried to escape from the Tiran tried to avoid the house as much as possible. It was also the place where Wyatt had his meetings. Tonight was one of them.
He was sitting at the living meza, jedwali and had a superiority expression on his face. He impatiently tapped on the meza, jedwali with his fingers. Than he glanced at the kitchen. “Chris Perry, what’s taking wewe so long?” In the jikoni there was a twenty-two mwaka old guy walking up and down with plates with kuki, vidakuzi and tea. He walked in in the living room and put the plate on the table.
Wyatt raised his eyebrows as if he wanted to say: “That’s it? Aren’t wewe supposed to say something right now?” Chris didn’t need any words to get what Wyatt’s expression meant. “I’m really sorry, mister Halliwell. I hope wewe can still enjoy the kuki, vidakuzi and tea” Wyatt waved with his hand as to make Chris leave.
Chris went back to the jikoni and sank down on the floor. It had been like this ever since he had arrived in the Halliwell manor. His parents had taken off when he turned fourteen and Wyatt, who was fifteen kwa the time, had let him live in his house. His parents, Leo and Piper, died the same time Chris’ parents disappeared and Wyatt had alisema that they should stick together and protect each other.
But doing chores, serve Wyatt and his Marafiki like they were kings and never get outside, was not what Chris had in mind when Wyatt spoke about sticking together. Wyatt had saved his life and he was paying duty now.
When the meeting was over and all of his minions were gone, Wyatt came into the kitchen. He found Chris, who was still sitting on the floor, and he curled his nose. “You know, Chris, that dishes really aren’t going to clean itself, if wewe get my point”
Chris crawled up and walked to the sink, where he turned the tap open. Wyatt kept looking at him and it made him really nervous. He swallowed and rotated his head slowly to Wyatt. “Can I help wewe with something, mister Halliwell?” Wyatt shook his head and Chris continued his work. “I was wondering if wewe know where your loyalty lies”, he alisema coldly.
Chris blinked to make the words sink in. “See, I’ve heard out of a good source, that you’re planning to break the rules and go outside. wewe have permission to go-” Chris looked up, surprised. “-but if wewe do, wewe cannot come back here” Chris got a disappointed expression on his face.
“But that’s not fair! wewe can’t keep me in here forever! I need to go outside! Please, Wyatt, just let me go outside for one day, that’s all I’m asking for”, he desperately begged. Wyatt squeezed his lips together and a stubborn glance appeared in his eyes.
“You remember the first siku we met? wewe were walking down the mitaani, mtaa and it was raining like hell. wewe were covered in mud and wewe smelled like hell. wewe hadn’t been eating for days and wewe had no place to live. Your parents took off ‘cause they didn’t wanna take care of you. I saved your life, and all I want from wewe is to stay inside. It’s way too dangerous for a mortal like you, an innocent. It’s full of demons out there and you’d be killed in no time”
“I’m not a little kid anymore. I can protect myself” Wyatt violently and stubbornly shook his head . “I alisema no. I will succeed where your folks failed and that’s protecting you” “But-”, Chris started, but Wyatt cut into it: “I alisema no” Chris let his head hang, defeated.
Chris went to his bedroom and sank down on his bed. He lay down and stared at the ceiling. He wondered how the world outside would be like. Sure he had a clear view from behind his window, but it wasn’t the same as really be outside. He heard a familiar noise and a few sekunde later Bianca materialized in the center of his room. He looked up at her, with an angry look in his eyes.
“Thanks for betraying me, Bi” Bianca sighed and shrugged. “I was only trying to help you. Wyatt shouldn’t be treating wewe this way and wewe know it” “What can I do about it? He saved my life. He raised me when my parents disappeared. They never wanted me, unlike Wyatt who actually did. If I go out of the house, it’ll break his heart. He’s trying to protect me”
Bianca could not believe he just alisema that. “Who are wewe and what did wewe do to my best friend? Come on, Chris, wewe can’t just give up like that” She paused to catch a breath and than continued. “You have to get outside. We can go to the sinema au eat a hamburger and fries au go to a club. I don’t know, as long as wewe don’t stay in here”
She saw the look in Chris’s eyes and it encouraged her to keep going. “Just for one day. Wyatt never has to find out” For a moment Chris still hesitated, but than he agreed. Bianca pulled him up and they went downstairs.
They were just about to leave when a cold voice stopped them. They turned around and saw Wyatt, who seemed to be furious. “You weren’t planning on leaving, were you, Chris Perry?”, he authority asked. “It was my idea, Wyatt”, Bianca bravely said. “If wewe wanna punish someone, pick me. I can handle it”
Wyatt ignored her. He held Chris’ look and said: “Excalibur!” The magic sword appeared in his hands and he walked towards Chris. Chris, who was still standing at the front door, couldn’t songesha a single muscle. His face went pale when Wyatt stopped right in front of him. For a moment nothing happened. Than Chris felt an indescribable pain coming from his stomach.
Wyatt pulled the sword back and Chris fell down on his knees and than on the ground. He couldn’t breathe and he was choking. Wyatt orbed out and Bianca fell down on her knees to look at Chris. She held his head in her arms and she looked at him, an unkempt glean in her eyes. “You’re not going to die. I won’t let you. D’you hear me? Don’t even think about dying”
