Hey everyone….I just have this thing that won't leave me alone so here it is
I would like it bunches if you can review and tell me what you think…..I am still
working on A Thousand Memories so I will have more up soon. I write poems and I
have this one that made me think of a one-shot that just won't go away so I hope you like
it here you go.
Summary: Evil Wyatt is near death and starts a trip down memory lane that he can't stop Disclaimer: I don't own anything Charmed…..what a shame.
"Now just now I wonder why I didn't go after immortality what good is it took look young if you are not going to live forever….well it is a little late for that isn't it." Lord Wyatt said to himself as his minions stood looking on with greedy eyes.
"He is so close to death"…one of his minions said "why don't we just help him along?"
"Because he still has the power to vanquish us you idiot." said another "besides he still has to name the heir to his empire now that his brother is no longer around." "Well I wish he would hurry up and do it already" stated the first and as he did so he went up in flames. The other just looked at the dust pile beside him and said "well we know it isn't you now don't we." At the words "now that his brother is no longer around." Lord Wyatt had a flood of memories that had been lost for years come back that he couldn't stop even if he wanted to.
"Chris what are you doing?" Wyatt asked his five year old brother when he walked in their room and saw the mess he had made of it. His little brother just looked at the floor and started to cry and stutter out I am sorry Wy. "For what you didn't do anything but make a mess out of this room that we will both have to clean now." He said as he looked around the room. "I am trying to find your baseball card dad gave you for your birthday, you know that really old one of Nolan Ryan's rookie year."
Chris said still looking at his shoes. The older boy just looked at the other and said why are you trying to find it, it should be right here where I left it…Chris." The younger boy bit his bottom lip as he looked up at his brother. "I know" and some sobs were the only thing the younger boy could get out. "I said I was sorry I took it and lost it and now I can't find it I was going to put it back I promise." He just looked up at his older brother with pleading eyes.
"Hey look" the blonde boy said as he put his hand on his little brother shoulders "it is ok really but we will not be if mom sees this room I will help you clean it if you help me find my card and promise never to touch my things again ok." The older brother said with a small smile. "Ok…so your not mad at me?" He questioned the blonde boy.
"Well maybe a little but that doesn't change the fact that I love you squirt" he said…and he ruffled Chris' hair. I do still love him Wyatt thought to himself even though the sting of his betrayal was still so vivid. Then he closed his eyes tight to stop the tears from coming.
Once again came another memory this one of a happy time. "Come back here Wy I will stop you." Came the voice of a eight year old Christopher Halliwell. The older boy just dodged his little brothers playful attack.
"Oh yeah scrawny boy….I will defeat you." Wyatt lunged forward and grabbed Chris pulling him to the ground….and then began to tickle him "say uncle" the bigger of the two boys said playfully. "No" Chris barely got out because of all the laughing he was doing….."ok…ok…uncle….Wy….uncle…I said UNCLE!!!!!!"
The older witchlighter finally let go. "It took you long enough I thought you were going to hold out this time till I gave up." The younger boy trying hard to catch his breath now…."that is not fair Wy you were going to give up?" Lord Wyatt lay there thinking to himself sometimes I wish I had giving up…."maybe then things would not have turned out the way they did."
"How is it looking Jayda?" One of the female demons standing right outside his door as she came out…."not to good I wouldn't give him much longer….he won't make it through the night." Jayda said with a tear in her eye…"I thought we couldn't feel pain or loss Mia." She said to the one that had asked her the question that was bringing her pain. "Maybe it is because you were a good being at one time you always did love him." Mia just looked at her with sad eyes…."maybe but what about you?" "You have always been a demon so why are you sad?" All she could say was "I don't know." "Well I am going back in I want to be there when it happens." Jayda said to Mia and went back in the room with her love.
Wyatt lay on his bed barely breathing and starring into space. "Hey Wy?" he heard his little brother say. "Yeah Chris?" He said without looking at his brother. "I was wandering if you could help me out with something." The thirteen year old boy said. "Ok…what?" Wyatt replied still not looking up from his book.
"Well there is this girl I like at school and she says she likes me….well that is what I heard anyway…so how can I tell?" The younger teen asked. "Well did you try asking her?" He said this time looking up from the book he had. Chris stood there with a shocked look on his face "well no I haven't." he said.
Wyatt then took his brother by the shoulders and gently forced him to sit on the bed beside him. He looked him in the face and said "Chris you can't find out what you want to know if you don't ask." These words hit Chris hard and he looked his brother right in the eye and said "man Wyatt you are so smart I hope I am just like you when I get older." But Chris didn't know how much these words would mean later.
At that memory Wyatt could only say "No you don't Christopher you don't ever want to be like me." Just then Jayda walked over to him and said "Wyatt my sweet Christopher is not here and you don't want anyone to hear you say his name….I know you miss him and never stopped caring about him."
With that Wyatt grabbed her by the arm and pulled her close to tell her "I still care about you as well" placing his hand on her stomach he said "and our unborn son." She looked at him shocked "I am not….." he cut her off "yes you are my love and he will take my place this is why I leave you in charge of every thing be careful who you let close to you and help him right all my wrongs." He said to her with tears falling now…."make Christopher proud…please for me."
The rain was falling hard and fast as the youngest of Piper Halliwell's boys stood out in it…lost in his thoughts. Yes he knew it had been almost a year since his mothers death but the things he heard wouldn't let his mind rest he had to find out the truth…was his brother really behind it? "Hey kiddo you are going to get sick out here." Wyatt Halliwell said to his little brother. "Lets go inside….Chris come on buddy….look I miss her too but we can't stay out here in the rain." Chris didn't move one bit he just let the rain run down his face.
Wyatt wrapped am arm around his brother and orbed then to their room. Chris just stood there not moving. Just then a soaking wet Wyatt started to pull away from his little brother. As he did a drenched Chris grabbed his arm and saying ever so quite and holding back the tears. "Why…..why on my birthday Wy?" The blonde boy was caught off guard. "What do you mean?" He just looked at Chris confused.
"I heard rumors that you were going to send someone after them I didn't want to believe it…she was our mother Wyatt." He looked at the older witch lighter and shifted his jaw. "I have no idea what you are talking about Christopher." Chris gritted his teeth and said "I don't believe you!!!!" Keeping his eyes on his brother the dark haired fourteen year old said. "Someone smart once told me "you can't find out what you want to know if you don't ask." so I am asking." He stated still looking at the older teen. "Wyatt are you evil?" He looked right through his younger brother and knew there was no point in denying it any longer. He felt this memory hurt like it was yesterday.
"Lord Wyatt the resistance is coming….what should we do?" One of his minions said. He simply said "nothing" The minion was out raged "what you mean to tell me we should just sit here and do nothing!!!!" Wyatt used the last of his strength to raise his head look at the annoying one and say "do you dare challenge me!!!!!" In that unnaturally deep voice of his.
Just then Jayda heard screams of agony from the rooms outside. Mia she screamed in fear for her friend. "No you don't have to worry about her she will always be there for you….I know this so trust me." A dying Wyatt told the soon to be mother of his child. With this said Mia came bursting into the room. She went to Wyatt and knelt down by his bed. "I see you have made your choice my Lord." He looked up at her and told her take good care of them." She let one tear fall I will do my best….I will protect them with my life."
Wyatt felt himself drift into yet another memory. This was one of better days after his mothers passing. "Wy?" he heard Chris say his name in that I need your opinion sort of way. "Yes Chris….what is it?" The brunette boy just said "I…..well I wrote this poem and I want to know what you think about it." Wyatt just gave him a do I have to look…and when he saw Chris' slight smile start to fade he said "ok….ok I will listen and tell you what I think." As the smile came back to his little brother's face Wyatt got one of his own.
"Ok" Chris started "it is called Forgotten Moments." "Well lets hear it." Wyatt said.
Chris cleared his throat and began to read his poem to his older brother.
Forgotten Moments, lost in time only in the sand's of mind.
Some will never be found again, only then the memories end.
Some will drift in and out some will float all about.
Forgotten Moments, lost in time only if I could remember mine.
Some will come and some will go.
Some will be lost forever you know.
Forgotten Moments, lost in time blow around like a chime.
Hanging there in the air, waiting to be caught.
Others will fall to the ground and there they stay till their found.
Forgotten Moments, lost in time some of these are yours and some are mine.
Help me find these moments dear, and I will help you bring your near.
Back to us they come so fast, we remember now at last.
When they lay us down to rest we know that our forgotten moments are the best.
"Well….what do you think?" The dark haired boy said looking at the blonde.
"Wow" was all Wyatt could get out at first "that was great Chris mom would be so proud." He said with a shine in his eyes. "Do you really think so?"…"I was thinking about her when I wrote it, and how even if we forget things about her we will remember when we go to be with her." This was undoubtedly Wyatt's favorite memory to see his little brother shine at something and be proud of himself; which he was not often. He was always way to hard on himself Wyatt thought.
Jayda "it is time to go." she heard Mia telling her "he is gone….lets go before someone finds us." Jayda looked up at her friend with tears in her eyes. "I ….I have to find Christopher she said. Mia shocked just replied "why?" Jayda bit her lip and said "he made me promise to take our unborn son to Christopher and right all his wrongs and make Christopher proud. With that they both left in search of the witchlighter that was so hard to find.
There was a bright light and then Wyatt Halliwell was standing in front of a glowing figure. "Where am I?" he asked the figure? There was no answer but just then the figure step out of the light and it was non other than Piper Halliwell. She greeted her oldest son with open arms and a smile. He shed some tears and said "I …I….am so sorry mom."
Shhhh was all she let out and then she hugged him. "I have been waiting on you." He looked at his mother and said. "I don't understand…why am I here." She turned her head to see him in full view…."you made amends right before you died sweetie." Still smiling at him she continued "You just gave an even more powerful force to the good side and now you will be rewarded for it." He just smiled back at her it felt good to be good. "Now lets go your father and the rest of our family….well except that suborn little brother of yours is waiting on us."
He turned to face her and said "you know mom if he had not became a full whitelighter after dying young he would be here as well" She just laughed a little and said "You know him he couldn't stay here when the world needed him to fight there, it is that stubborn Halliwell streak he has." With this they both chuckled as they walked into the light.
Ok so tell me what you think I could go on but then it would turn into a full out story and that is not what it is suppose to be….so let me know and I might make it longer.