U.n.d.e.r.c.o.v.e.r [Open]

[Henry Jr. Halliwell-Mitchell]

<sup>Nineteen years old..... practically a young adult now... yet the eldest Mitchell boy didn't want to be that old yet for certain reasons. Well for one, he was now considered a fully grown guy to all of his family.. which meant that his "duties" would be taken a lot more seriously. Just like his aunts, he would have to mix his daily and busy lifestyle with his other. Henry had to admit when he was a lot younger, like when he first discovered what he truly was, that tracking and defeating demons and other evil entities was a lot of fun and excitement. Stressful sometimes... and not always fun when it came to situations such as losing his first Innocent and having his first charge....... but the idea of being part of the magical world was one thing Henry loved.......

Now in current times, Henry was continuing his education during part-time college courses and at this time, he was really stressing off of his college work and magical duties. Of course, the magic stuff had increased ever since that night Henry's aunts, the original Charmed Ones, passed on the legacy to the three lads of the family: the eldest Wyatt, Chris the second-born of Piper and Leo... and to add on.... Henry.. Paige and Henry's first son. Their names didn't match but the sisters felt that they should share the experience. They still had their witch powers and abilities... but the Power Of Three was passed on. The demons were now no doubt plotting on the boys rather than the sisters which put a lot of the three of them.

As Henry sat down in his room on his bunk, he was secretly making a CV on his laptop. He believed he was alone and was applying for a job on his own. At this point, Henry thought that he should start to move on with his "human" aspect of life and start to work. This was a secret from the family though. If anything, the last people he wanted to see were his two highly annoying cousins. They were the new power of three and had to get along in order to protect their legacy and the Halliwell line itself really.... but for Henry being the youngest, it was really hard. The two annoyed him constantly which made it hard for them to truly connect as the Power Of Three. Luckily a Power Of Three spell wasn't urgently needed though..... or there might be trouble. Sighing to himself, he lay on his bed while trying to get his CV done. "And I thought this might be easy...." he told himself while typing.</sup>

[Chris Halliwell]

Life as a Charmed One never seemed to lack any excitement. And since he was old enough to be active with his powers, excitement was something that Chris thrived for. He constantly had to work to keep up with his all-powerful brother Wyatt, as he tried to remain just as good in the eyes of his family. But trying to keep up with the person deemed most powerful magical being even before his birth was definately not easy. That is one of the reasons he had never gotten along all that well with his brother, or his cousin Henry for that matter. He was always trying to live up to Wyatt's name, so he was always jealous of him, and most of the time angry at Henry because he did not take magic as seriously as he did, and that frustrated him a lot.

But magic was who Chris was, it was all he had. And now, just like any other day in his life, he was in a fight with a demon. It seemed to never stop, if Chris wasn't the one tracking down the demon himself, it was coming after him, or one of the other family members. Today, it was a bit of both. The demon and the family had been at odds for days and the battle was going back and forth. Without letting anyone know, Chris snuck out of the house to try and end this battle himself. Who knew, maybe if he vanquished this demon on his own his family would finally think of him as just as powerful as Wyatt was.

But that plan was not working out so well. With bruises, cuts, and scraped all over his body, Chris orbed back into his bedroom at the manor, panting. Blood was running practically everywhere on him. His eyes dodged around the room and spotted only Henry. "Incoming," he said very softly as the demon shimmered into their bedroom. With a powerful ball made up of red swirling orbs already in his hand, Chris thrust his arm towards the demon, the orb ball colliding with his chest, and blowing it up in flames. With the demon finally gone, Chris layed down silently on his bed, letting the blood from his cuts run down his body and stain his bed cloths.

[Henry Jr. Halliwell-Mitchell]

<sup>Poor guy could not stop grumbling and sighing while working on his stupid Vitae. That “Backspace” button seemed to be Henry’s modal key as he continuously clicked on it after making a sentence or two. It was his first interview for a job and he wanted it to go exceptionally well. No doubt others more qualified would be aiming for the same job he was applying for.. so he had to get them to see him for him and that he was going to try his all-time best. Hell, taking down some crappy demons weren’t the only thing he could concentrate on perfecting and succeeding.

As the nineteen-year old Halliwell-Mitchell while working on his Hobbies and Interests (he was actually contemplating on relating his demon-fighting somehow to something a little more inconspicuous…) when he heard and felt a familiar sensation closeby. His eyes traveled from his screen to the center of the room where white orbs started to appear. Surprisingly how quickly he managed to click the ‘Save’ button and ‘Minimize’ his work when speak of the devil, his older cousin Chris (or the middle Halliwell) Orbed in looking totaled. Blood, cuts and bruises looked to be all over his clothes and body. What the hell was he up to?
“What the h-“ he began by saying while still resting atop his bed when Chris whispered to him, “Incoming.” No doubt that another teleportation occurred; a demon Shimmered inside the room and was facing Chris. Henry didn’t even have time to react while small Orbs of light formed in Chris’ hand and was flung at the unexpecting demon. A nail there and a Vanquish there.. the demon was gone but not out of mind. The boy got off the bed with the laptop still on and running. He made his way for his cousin.
“What the hell have you gotten yourself in? … who was that demon?” he queried. Henry wasn’t even thinking of trying to treat to Chris’ injuries but rather started with an interrogation.</sup>