Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Charmed just the story plot.
Background:
It was now 20 years later. Phoebe and Coop moved out once their youngest hit the age of the troubled twos. Paige and Henry moved after the twins were born because they needed the space and Paige thought it would be safer for Henry to be away from magic. Piper and Leo moved into magic school when Chris was 20 and Wyatt was 22, so this way Leo could get to work easier. Chris and Wyatt were now the only inhabitants of the manor.
It was the usual around the manor for the brothers. They had just vanquished another demon causing mayhem in San Francisco. That was one good thing about Wyatt being a reporter for The Bay Mirror, they were able to catch the disappearances and murders due to demons. The brothers orbed back to the manor and Wyatt was perfectly free of any demon residue, but Chris on the other hand was covered in green blood and slime.
"How come I'm the one that always gets slimed on?" projected Chris, shaking his arms to get off as much slime as he could. Wyatt just smiled.
"Because I'm the one with the shield."
Chris gave a sarcastic smile, "Yeah well, that's good for you isn't it?" Wyatt had a smile on his wanting to laugh, "Well, I'm going to see if I can wash this stuff out."
Chris went upstairs to the bathroom, closed the door and locked it. He flipped on the faucet and started cleaning his hands. Thank God it was coming off, it may be coming off slowly and in globs, but at least it was coming off. His hands and wrists were almost complete clean. Chris looked at his arms and shirt and realized that this was going to be a while.
He looked back down to the sink and focused on his arms. A green glob on his elbow started to expand and grew all the way around. The gel-like substance proceeded to grow down the arm. Chris began to panic and shook his arm violently, desperately trying to shake it off. It wasn't going to budge, the only chance he had was shoving it off. He put his hand on his forearm and to find that there was nothing there just his arm. The slime just disappeared as if it was never there in the first place. Chris had no clue what happened, he knew what he had seen. He was under attack… or something like that. There was a knock at the door and Chris jumped.
"Bro, you okay?" asked Wyatt. Chris calmed down, it was only Wyatt.
"Uh… Yeah, this stuff just doesn't want to come off."
"Okay," said Wyatt and Chris knew that he was suppressing a laugh.
Chris shook his head bringing himself back to the task at hand. He looked to see how much was left. There was not much on his pants just the occasional splatter spots. Then there was his shirt, that was going to take some work. He decided he was just going to wash them so he did not have to worry about them. He looked up at the mirror and saw what had gotten on his face. His hair was almost completely covered in slime, along with his forehead and the upper part of the right side of his face.
"Great," moaned Chris looking in the mirror. Then the slime started to expand again, but this time around his face. Chris began to panic again because he knew that this time it was real. He could feel the slime expanding down his face. He moved his hands up to try to attempt to stop it but that made it worse now the slime was not only covering his head and his arms.
"Wyatt!" yelled Chris, just before the slime reached his mouth. Chris fell back against the wall and was slowly sliding down it. Chris's breathing shortened it was hard to grab air but then he heard the doorknob rattle.
"Chris? What's going on?" exclaimed Wyatt's voice. Chris couldn't answer and then he heard something else from Wyatt but the slime was too thick for him to understand.
Chris saw light green orbs next to him and Wyatt appeared. Wyatt seemed puzzled and said something but it was garbled by the slime, Chris thought that he had said something like, what's wrong. Could Wyatt honestly could not see that he was being attacked. Wyatt's hands went out and started glow.
Why are you trying to heal me, thought Chris, Could he honestly see that I'm not under attack?
Chris could tell that whatever the reason for Wyatt healing him didn't work. Everything was darker than it was suppose to be and getting darker by the second. Chris saw Wyatt trying to talk to him but Chris couldn't hear anything that he was saying. Then everything turned black and Chris passed out.