Brother (and Sisterly) Love
Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or its characters I only own what you are not familiar with.
A/N This is a story about Piper's children and their relationships with each other. In my story Chris is 2 years younger than Wyatt and Mel is 2 years younger than Chris. Ages for them are Wyatt 25, Chris 23, and Mel 21.
P3 was packed. Piper booked the Bay Area's hottest new DJ and the line was around the block to get in. Mel was waiting at the bar for Wyatt to make her drinks. She enjoyed working at her mom's club, she was able to make decent money as a cocktail waitress, and the crowd that usually came to P3 wasn't full of creepers.
"Wyatt do you want me to call Chris from the back to come help you, you're getting really backed up her" Mel said, she was impatient about waiting for drink orders, the longer the customers were thirsty, the smaller the tip she made.
"Yea, I don't know what's taking him so long anyway; he stocked the beer and liquor, and then said he needed to take care of something. Oh well more tips for me." Wyatt said with a smirk.
Mel went to the back room to get Chris, maybe she could still salvage a tip off the table waiting for her drinks if she did this quickly.
"Chris, Wyatt is really swamped" she said opening the door to the back room. Just as the words left her mouth she saw Chris send a fire ball towards a demon with his telekinesis. Mel stood in the door for a moment and then looked around to make sure nobody noticed the flames and screams coming from the room.
"Damn it Chris, you know you should call us when a demon attacks" Mel said as she walked in and closed the door.
"Don't worry about it Mel I took care of it, I knew what I was doing" Chris replied.
Mel knew that Chris could take care of himself, but she also didn't like missing a good vanquish.
"Fine, whatever, just get your butt to that bar and help Wy make the drinks so we can all make some decent tips tonight" Mel said with her eyebrows raised in a way that Chris recognized as her serious face.
"All right, all right I'm going, just don't hurt me" Chris said with his hands up in a mock surrender. With that they hurried out to help Wyatt with the big rush.
It was late. After that big of a crowd, P3 needed some serious cleaning.
"This is going to take hours" Mel said. She hated cleaning at the end of her shift; she usually just wanted to go to bed.
"Come on it won't take us that long, let's all just take a section and…." Before Wyatt could finish his sentence a group of demons and dark lighters shimmered and orbed into the club.
"Damn, I knew this night was too quiet" Wyatt said dodging a fire ball. "Alright same old drill guys, Mel takes the dark lighters, Chris and I have the demons." Chris and Mel responded with a unison "right".
Mel squared off with the two dark lighters. She threw a high roundhouse kick at the first one, only to have him block it and trip her off balance. She quickly recovered and threw some punches at the dark lighter making him teeter slightly. It was times like this that she was glad her mom let her train with her Aunt Phoebe. She was so busy with the first dark lighter she didn't notice the other one had conjured his crossbow and was taking aim on her. The dark lighter aimed and fired his poisoned arrow at Mel.
Chris cried out "Mel, look out!" Mel looked up and orbed out of the way, avoiding the arrow which hit the dark lighter she was fighting causing him to burst into flames. Mel orbed back into place a moment later, but the dark lighter had already reloaded and was ready for her; the arrow sank its self into Mel's shoulder. Mel sank to the floor and waited for the dark lighter to approach her. She carefully orbed the arrow out of her arm and when the dark lighter came up to her, she stabbed him with his own arrow, causing him to erupt into flames. Mel stood up and said, "When will you boys learn, dark lighter arrows only work on white lighters."
Chris and Wyatt looked at the six demons that stood before them.
"You take the three on the right and I'll take the three on the left" Chris said.
"Right let's take care of these guys so we can go home" Wyatt replied.
Chris used his telekinesis to fly all three demons into the wall. One of them landed on an overturned bar stool and burst into flames.
"One down, two to go" Chris said with a smirk. He faced off with the other two, and waited for one of them to conjure a fire ball. Simultaneously the demons conjured up fire balls and threw them at Chris. He sent both of the fire balls back at the demons who were sent to their fiery hell.
"Sometimes they just make this too easy for me" Chris said. He looked up to see a dark lighter fixing his aim on Mel he called out to her "Mel look out!" Mel looked up and orbed out of the way before the arrow hit her. She may not be a white lighter but those arrows still hurt. Chris moved his battle over to his brother who still had all three demons left.
"What's taking so long over here?" Chris said with a smirk as he entered Wyatt's shield.
"I decided to have a little fun tonight, not go for the vanquish right away" And with that Wyatt lowered his shield and held both his hands out flat. They started glowing an orange color and then a wave of light came out, instantly incinerating the demons. Chris and Wyatt gave each other a high five and then heard a voice say "If you two are done celebrating now, I could use some healing here" Mel said with a slight annoyance in her voice.
"Well, we figure that you can just heal this one up the old fashioned way, since the poison doesn't affect you" Chris said in his sarcastic tone. Wyatt put his hands over Mel's wound and within a few moments it was healed. "Thanks bigger brother" Mel said in a little kid voice and looked at Wyatt with dough eyes.
"You're welcome Mellie" Wyatt said in the same voice. "You're lucky you're not a white lighter otherwise that could've killed you Mel" Wyatt said with concern.
"Actually I think you mean to say you're lucky I'm not a white lighter because otherwise who would take care of the dark lighters for you two" Mel said in a challenging tone.
"Do you think they even realize you're not a white lighter?" Chris asked. "I mean by now they have to know right, you have been playing that trick on them since you could use our orbing powers."
"I don't always use your guys', sometimes I use Aunt Paige's or our cousin's, or who ever I feel like mostly. And sometimes I don't orb, I use the girls' cupid powers instead" Mel said as if she needed to defend herself. That was the one thing about being a telepath, she always felt like she needed to justify using her power. Her family understood that she needed to tap into their offensive powers to vanquish demons, as long as she only used the powers and didn't stay in their heads too long since they didn't know when she was in there. Mel did enjoy having access to all the different powers though, and she could be anywhere on the planet to use them since her bond with her family was so strong. On top of Mel being able to read minds, her and her brothers could communicate telepathically as well.
"I could have just blown them up, but then I would have missed the look on that dark lighter's face when he saw the poison didn't affect me" Mel said with a smile, "remind me to thank dad for being a mortal when I was conceived."
"Ew, I don't want to think about that" Chris said. "I still have memories of trying to get mom and dad to… you know… so I could be born."
"Sorry big brother didn't mean to gross you out. Or make you think about yourself in the other timeline. I still don't understand how you have those memories; you would think that since you changed stuff before you were born and stopped it from happening it wouldn't have technically happened. But then you technically wouldn't have gone back in time to warn mom and our aunts about Wyatt turning evil because he wouldn't have been evil. But then if you didn't warn them, would Wyatt have turned evil because you technically… you know what, I'm giving myself a headache" Mel said as she closed her eyes and shook her head.
"Do you always have to try and make sense of things when magic is involved?" Chris replied.
"Well it looks like we have work to do after we get home" Wyatt said changing the subject.
"At least they waited until after the club closed… and before we got a chance to clean up" Mel said.
"You're always the optimist aren't you?" Wyatt said with a smirk.
"Well, someone has to be" she replied. "Hey, since we did cause some of this mess because of a demon attack, I say we get to use a spell to clean up tonight" Mel said hopefully.
"Yea I guess that would be alright tonight, since we have to go home and look up these demons anyway, I want to get a jump on it" Wyatt said. There was silence, and both Wyatt and Mel looked over at Chris waiting for him to lecture them about personal gain.
"Yea we might as well, I'm too tired to clean up tonight anyway" Chris replied. Leaving Wyatt and Mel stunned.
"Alright, sweet, we can all agree on this one tonight" Mel said breaking the silence. "Let the object of objection become but a dream as I cause the scene to be unseen." The room lit up and was instantly clean. "You know I just thought of something, does grammar matter in spells?" Mel asked. "Cause in that one we use scene, as in a place, and seen, like sight. Why didn't they teach us these kinds of things in magic school?" Mel said with a confused look on her face.
"And why do you always try to analyze something as complex as magic?" Chris said as he rolled his eyes. "It shouldn't matter as long and it works right?"
"How about we go home and look up these demons, we can ponder the grammatical happenings of spell writing some other time" Wyatt said.
"Sounds good, race you there" Mel said as she orbed out.
"I wonder whose powers she used this time?" Chris asked his brother.
"It shouldn't matter as long as it works right?" Wyatt replied with a grin.
"Oh you're very funny" Chris said as Wyatt orbed out, "Hey, wait for me" and Chris followed his siblings.