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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 seconds 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 you this way and you 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 said that. “Who are you and what did you do to my best friend? Come on, Chris, you can’t just give up like that” She paused that catch a breath and than continued. “You have to get outside. We can go to the movies or eat a hamburger and fries or go to a club. I don’t know, as long as you don’t stay in here” She saw the look in Chris’s eyes and it encouraged her to keep going. “Just...
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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 isn’t going to clean itself, if you 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 you with something, mister Halliwell?” Wyatt shook his head and Chris continued his work. “I was wondering if you know where you loyalty lies”, he said 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. You have permission to go-” Chris looked up, surprised. “-but if you do, you cannot come back here” Chris got a disappointed look on his face. “But that’s not fair! You 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 begged desperately. Wyatt squeezed his lips together and a stubborn look appeared it his eyes. “You remember the...
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2031, San Francisco.
Decades ago the San Francisco Bay had been overlapped by the gigantic Golden Gate Bridge. Night and day 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 or tried to please him by spying on the enemy or 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 table and had a superiority look on his face. He tapped on the table with his fingers, impatiently. Than he glanced at the kitchen. “Chris Perry, what’s taking you so long?” In the kitchen there was a twenty-two year old guy walking up and down with plates with cookies and tea. He walked in in the living room...
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