Raw Emotions

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Yes, this is the same story that I wrote before. However I felt as though that story wasn't adequet enough so I decided to re-write the whole thing. It has the same story line just with more effort put into it and more detailed.

Warning: This story will have minor swearing.

The wind blew fiercely through Chris's hair as he sat atop the Golden Gate Bridge. Chris shook his head and cleared his thoughts once more, he was really starting to get a headache. His mind wouldn't stop racing, it wouldn't stop analyzing. He just couldn't believe what had happened. Not a single piece of it. He felt as though he'd been pulled in several different directions all at once. Chris felt as though he couldn't take a breath, he was so overwhelmed. Chris tried to convince himself that all the changes had been good, but he just couldn't help answering himself 'to good to be true'...

It had all started last Monday right after Piper's birthday. Chris had been in P3 going over his never ending list of demons. Chris yawned deeply and stretched, it had been another long night. Ever since Chris had dropped the bomb shell about Wyatt's less-then-perfect future Piper had threw the book at him. She didn't want to see him ever again. As much as it had hurt Chris he had to keep reminding himself that he's not the important one here, Wyatt is. Although not having the Charmed Ones around were definitely hurting his chances of killing certain demons Chris was actually making a lot of progress. However this progress was coming at a price. Namely Chris's. He hadn't slept in about 3 days, not to mention all the injuries he had gotten while demon hunting. Chris bit his lip in agitation. It was around noon so he had chanced going into P3 and sitting at the bar had seemed like a good idea at the time, but not anymore. Chris heard the door open to P3 and scrambled to pick up his maps and lists, he sure didn't feel up to being blown up today. Quickly Chris held his stuff in his arms and orbed out to the back apartment.

Once safely hidden behind a layer of sheet rock Chris set his papers down quietly and stood by the door listening to the rattling of keys. He was sure that it was Piper. He would recognize her footsteps anywhere. They were always gentle, yet firm. Chris could remember waiting in his room for her to come home on nights when Leo had been and especially bad father. Chris groaned silently to himself because it sounded as though Piper decided to make herself comfortable and wouldn't be leaving for a while. Chris closed his eyes in obvious exhaustion and took several deep, steadying breaths. Just as he had been about to orb out again and get some work done, Chris heard the all-to-familiar sound of shimmer. Chris tried to duck to the floor, but was flung across the room by telekinesis. Chris groaned again and stood up. Quickly he accessed the situation and realized that another of this demons powers is invisibility. The demon suddenly appeared out of no were behind him and threw Chris to the floor. Once Chris was on the floor the demon climbed on top of him and pinned him down.

The sound of gasping and footsteps running to the door reminded Chris that he had a worry other then demons. A thousand possible escapes ran through Chris's mind as he felt his panic grow stronger and fought to control it. He would need some time so first off Chris used his own telekinesis to lock the door in place and throw the demon off of him. The demon turned visible in mid-air and Chris wanted to bash his head against a wall. He knew this demon. In fact he had had many encounters with him. His name's Brenton and torturer's the game. Brenton is a part of Wyatt's inner circle and had tried to break Chris a dozen times over. Chris forgot all about Piper and started talking in a low, fast paced, tone.

"What the hell do you want from me Brenton?" Chris asked with venom in his voice. He narrowed his eyes at Brenton as he waited for a response.

"Me?" Brenton sneered. "I want world peace." He said in a sarcastic, slimy voice. At Chris's look from hell he cleared his throat and narrowed his eyes. "You know what I want and you damn well know what I'm here for Chris." At Chris's look of mock confusion Brenton narrowed his eyes further so that they were barely slits. "Lord Wyatt has a message for you." He added, smiling in satisfaction when the only sign of fear Chris showed was the slight widening of his eyes. He had good reason to be afraid. Not only was Brenton's main job on Wyatt's team to torture people, but Chris had been on the receiving end of Brenton's torture and it's not pleasant. Brenton then added as though just remembering, "Oh, and I'd love your family to experience grueling torture with you." He grinned sneeringly as he pulled out a potion and a spell. Chris's eye's widened in surprised then narrowed quickly in thought.

"What are those?" Chris asked with suspicion layering his voice. Brenton smiled sinisterly.

"You know what these are Chris." Brenton said. At Chris's blank look however he grinned evilly. "Being in the past has made you soft, kid." Chris growled deep in his throat and felt a wave of exhaustion run through him. Piper had started trying to blow up the door and it was taking all of Chris's strength to stop her. The demon noticed this and smiled sickeningly. "This," Brenton held up the spell, "is the family spell. When families feel as though something is missing they read this spell and are able to find their.. missing link so to speak. It comes in handy Chris." Chris threw his head back and nearly groaned. Then he remembered who he was around and that it wouldn't be smart to show weakness.

"What about the potion?" Chris asked in a hard voice, fighting to keep in a yawn.

"This potion will let your family see and hear whatever you see and hear..." Brenton was about to continue, but Piper finally succeeded in breaking down the door. The force of the blast shoved Chris to the ground where he layed, breathing heavily. At first Piper started walking towards him predatorally before she noticed the demon and rolled her eyes.

"Of course you're in here with a demon Chris. Why would I have thought you actually needed help?" Piper asked in disgust. Chris tried to speak, but before he could the demon knocked him out as he finished his explanation.

".. which will be fun for me and very painful for you." Brenton smiled at Piper and showed his pointed teeth. She raised her hands in a defensive position and fired off some questions which Brenton completely ignored. He put down the famliy spell and potion, touched Chris' shoulder and shimmered them out. Piper threw her hands in the air and stormed out of the club.