This had probably been done but eh whatever.
A few things before you read this.
My grammar is bad get over it.
My imagination sucks get over it.
If you don't like my story don't read it.
If you don't like my attitude stop reading this.
If you found this funny good for you.
If you don't like Bianca don't read this.
I don't own Charmed.
I don't own Chris either, wish I did.
Set after Chris Crossed.
Now on with the story.
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"If I can't save you, I swear to god I'll stop you."
Chris stared down at baby Wyatt, thruth be told he didn't know if he was capable of killing his baby brother.
He had been good once, and at this moment he was still innocent, no matter how evil he will turn out to be Chris couldn't kill an innocent child.
Sighing, he left the room making his way to the kitchen where he heard the sisters talking.
Piper: I think it's time we make some changes around here.
Phoebe: What kind of changes?
Piper: Like I think you should move to Hong Kong with Jason, and you should move in with Richard.
Paige: I never said I wanted that.
Piper: You didn't have to, the spell did that for you. And you too.
Phoebe: Well, we can't leave you alone, we have to stick together.
Piper: No, I know, believe me, I know. But you can't keep sacrificing your lives forever and neither can I. Mum did that, Grams did it and even Prue. And look what happened to them. It's not a legacy I want us to inherit.
Paige: What if it doesn't work out, us going our separate ways?
Piper: Well, we'll worry about it then.
Phoebe: You sure about this?
Piper: Yeah, I am.
Chris shook his head no no this couldn't be happening they weren't supposed to move out yet. He wasn't even conceived, he had messed up and the only ones who will most likely be able to help him were his aunts.
Sue he could always go and tell his mom, "Hi I'm Chris your second son, and I wasn't lying about Wyatt turning evil." Yeah like that would fly with her.
The pain in his chest was still there, he couldn't confront Piper right now, to make her see that the sisters couldn't move out.
It was too dangerous and put Wyatt at risk, well that would be the excuse that he would use.
Chris orbed himself to P3, maybe a little meditation would ease his thoughts.
Bianca.
He had to stop thinking about her.
Death was part of life, he shoul know he had seen so many people he cared about die before his eyes.
It hurt, it hurt so much, but he couldn't let it affect his mission.
If he saved Wyatt hopefully that saved her too.
He thought bitterly.
Destiny must hate him or something, making him lose everything he had ever cared about.
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Black.
All she could see around her was black, not that it was much of a surprise.
She was dead what should she be seeing? A bright light? No she was part demon she wasn't good.
She was an assassin she killed innocent people on an order for money.
That's how she had met Chris she thought with a smile.
If she was dead that also meant, the baby was dead too.
She couldn't let herself cry over this.
Why should she, she had never had the chance to bring it into this hell, the chair leg that had pierced her, ended that life, that chance.
Wyatt had known about it, and threatened her, Chris didn't know, thank god for small favors.
A light flashed behind her eyelids.
She opened them, her eyes burning not used to such brightness.
"Whats going on?"
A small round women, grabbed her by the hand.
"Well Bianca, we have been watching you for awhile."
Bianca looked around, her eyes adjusting to the brighteness.
:"Who are you?"
The women smiled.
"Well I'm destiny dear." Her voice was so friendly.
Bianca instantly liked this women.
She knew from past experience she shouldn't just based on how she acts and her appearance.
She had met Demons she had thought were nice people, and they always ended up trying ot kill her, or getting her to work for them.
"Yeah so what do you want?" Biamca hated beating around the bush.
"Well, it seems your destiny was cut short, like so many others are in this time."
Bianca nodded, wasn't that the truth.
"And?"
The plump women gave her a small smile.
"We're sending you back."
Bianca groaned, she was dead couldn't they just leave her alone, she didn't want to go back, she would rather go to hell, then the hell that enveloped the mortal world.
"What if I say no?" Bianca crossed her arms.
Destiny's eyes seemed to dance at that.
"I don't think you will."
Bianca pulled a strand of her hair behind her ear, she hated just standing doing nothing.
"How can you be so sure?" She hated when people assumed things too.
"Well you want to see Chris again don't you?"
Bianca nodded, what she wouldn't give to appologize to him, and explain herself.
"Well by sending you back, we mean to the past, so do you wish to go or stay here?"
"I want to go!"
Destiny smiled, and brought her hands out in fron tof her.
Bianca could feel the magic radiating from her.
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More to come when I'm not too laze