Balance

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Charmed nor do I make any money from them, I'm just borrowing them.

Summary: Sequel to 'Why Me?' the barriers between the mortal world and the magical one have fallen and magical is now known to the mortals. At the end of the prequel to this story the true identity of the source of evil was revealed and it was not the one that every thought it would be.

Every night the dreams came and every morning Chris awoke feeling more and more confused and lost than he had the night before, not that he ever let his father or Bianca or anyone else in the resistance know that, since that awful day a few weeks before when the identity of the source of evil had been revealed, it had felt like they all were living in an awful dream.

However the reality of the last few weeks was no dream not even as a nightmare as people both magical and otherwise tried to survive in a world that was now ruled by evil. These dreams that Chris were having whenever he managed to catch some sleep were becoming his greatest curse and it seemed a punishment for a reality that the other Chris had tried to prevent by going back in time to prevent his brother from turning evil, a future reality that he had changed but it seemed not for the better as now the one who had become the source was not Wyatt Halliwell but their mother Piper.

Chris coughed a little as he sat up, running his tongue over his teeth as he tried to control the shaking of his limbs as he came back to the reality of his life, of all their life's. Many had been lost in the few weeks, some to the fighting that had taken place and others who had simply vanished without a trace, just like the other members of the Halliwell family.

Phoebe and Paige, Piper's younger sisters had not been seen since the explosion at the manor nor had their nephew Wyatt, Chris's brother and Phoebe's daughters. At first it had been thought that they had all died in the explosion but little things started to not add up or perhaps add up Chris thought to himself, as the new source Piper would not be as powerful as she was if her two sisters were dead, yes she would be powerful as the source thought Chris but for her to be able to hide what she was becoming and had become since her transformation and for her power to continue growing as it had, her two sisters had to be alive but the question the resistance had been asking was where?

Indeed if they were alive then were they helping her willingly or against their will? Chris had mused over this thought for quite a few days, his memories of his life before going to Valhalla had finally asserted themselves and as he had thought about the reality of their lives now, he could not help but think that perhaps his Aunt Phoebe was helping her sister willingly but he did not think his Aunt Paige would, at least he hoped with all his heart that she would not.

xXx

Elsewhere the source of all their present troubles stood in her new home, smiling gleefully to herself as she watched the destruction that reigned around her. The last few weeks she had not rested as she brought together her forces and her new powers in an attempt to capture those few remaining members of the resistance that had escaped that day from the caverns and the underworld to disperse like rats in the night, her former husband and youngest son amongst them.

She had been surprised and then angered when she realised what had become of Chris when he had vanished all those years ago, she had been so sure that he had been dead and had prayed that now he was gone that she would have no problem implementing her plans for the new order of things. Despite what people had thought, she had not hated Chris in fact the opposite and she had known that what she had had to do would have destroyed Chris and a small part of her, the part where she had remembered she was a mother, his mother did not ever want to see his innocence and love of live destroyed in the new order that would come about once she had finished what she had all those years ago set out to do.

xXx

Chris increased the speed of his bench presses as he went through his morning exercises which despite being on the run and trying to bring together the remaining resistance members he still spent a few minutes each morning doing when he awoke going through his exercises that would keep both his mind and body strengthen for the long fight he knew that they all had ahead of them.

Those few precious minutes that he exercised each morning also gave him a chance to exercise the demons that entered his dreams every night, dreams that he was not all together certain were just dreams or perhaps warnings of what was coming and throughout those dreams he kept hearing a voice call his name, it was a voice he knew, it was his brothers Wyatt's voice.

"Bitches', every one of them."

Behind him he heard the voice of Bianca, the Phoenix witch who had been with him since they had fled the caverns, she had not left his side when the others of her coven had left to join the source, his mother, and he still had trouble believing what he had learned that day. He would never have thought that his mother would become evil, she and her sisters had epitomised all that was good, and they had been the greatest force of good in the whole universe.

Chris's motions did not slow as Bianca made her way over to him. Up. Down. Up. Down. He continued to work out the kinks of his body as Bianca watched him for a few minutes before speaking again.

"Chris, your father sent me to find you. He and the other leaders are gathering to discuss what we are going to do."

xXx

Destruction and chaos had rained down on the world, plunging it into darkness as Piper's forces had spread across first San Francisco, America and then the rest of the World as Piper unleashed evil upon it. A fitting punishment Piper thought to herself as she watched her forces crush all those who had tried to stand against her in those first few desperate weeks the demons and all those with evil in their hearts revelled in the fact that they no longer had to hide from the world and taken pride in crushing all and any who tried to stand against them.

From the very first day, they had done malicious things, hateful things to those they conquered but neither they nor their new mistress could have cared for the suffering they caused to those now beaten in to submission by their actions, in fact they revelled in it, and in the new sense of power and control it gave them.

Not that their mistress allowed them to feel too much of the power that was now being created by their actions, Piper did not want them to then raise up against her not until she was ready and then they would be as helpless as those they had enslaved. Piper smiled grimly herself as she thought of that day when it finally would arrive.

Walking over to the other side of the cavern where there was a wall of swirling lights, she stepped through the barrier that was made by them and walked over to the first of the cocoon shaped objects that rested there. Laying her hand onto the first one she again smiled grimly but also gleefully as she thought of what lay inside of each cocoon, her flesh and blood, and kin.

'Soon my sisters, very soon. 'She thought as almost lovingly ran her hand over the cocoon that contained her sister Paige and looked across at the one that contained her son Wyatt.

A/N: Hope you like the first chapter, sorry if it seems a bit confusing but I want to keep you all on your toes. I hope it has answered a few questions for you and perhaps started some new ones off. As always please review and let me know what you think!