Author's Note: Well, I think I am finally ready to post this story. I
came up with this idea a long time ago and got around to typing up a few
chapters so I hope you all enjoy it. I'm having a lot of fun writing it.
So, please read and review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed. I own any character that is not Charmed related and I own my story idea.
Summary: Kidnapped at a young age, Wyatt and Chris grow up in different surroundings, not knowing who they really are. Then, as fate would have it, they meet and think that they are enemies. What happens when they learn the truth and find out who they really are? Will the fight between two brothers finally end?
Chapter One: The Plan
He paced around in his Underworld lair, thinking. It took up most of his time these past few days, but he knew that he would have to do a lot of it before he was ready. There was no room for any mistakes, therefore his plan had to be perfect. Had to be foolproof. Many demons had shimmered in to congratulate his escape from Hell, but he simply waved his hand at them, telling them to leave. He was not in the mood for visitors, especially when there was a child to steal.
A Charmed One's child.
"I cannot work alone," he said, stroking his chin. "I am going to need help to get around his parents. There has to be a way to distract them long enough."
Closing his eyes, he did what he did best, sensed fears. He could feel the different fears of the Charmed Ones, of their Elder. They feared that there were still magical beings out there that wanted the older boy and there were fears that the future had not been changed. Opening his eyes, he tried to decide how he was going to use these fears to his advantage.
It was then that he realized that there were two boys, not just one. Smiling, he remembered how the future version of the younger boy had been killed and how his parents were paying extra attention to him, showering him with love and protection. Perhaps the younger boy was just what he needed in order to capture the older boy.
Waving his hand, he summoned a Darklighter. The Darklighter stared at his surroundings and didn't understand. Turning, he saw the demon that summoned him and smirked.
"Barbas, isn't this a surprise," the Darklighter said, lowering his crossbow. "I wasn't expecting you to call me."
"You wouldn't, now would you?" Barbas asked.
"What do you want, old man?"
"A bit of help. And before you ask why you should help me, let me tell you what is in store for you if you don't help me."
Barbas walked toward him and waved his hand in front of the Darklighter and saw his greatest fear. Backing away, the Darklighter scowled.
"All right, you have my attention," he said, knowing that if he did not listen to the demon that he would be forced to live out his worst fear and that was something that he was not looking forward to. "I am all ears and will do what I can. Just, explain yourself."
Barbas nodded. "Of course. The explanation is a simple one. I want to kidnap the eldest son of the eldest Charmed One."
The Darklighter laughed. "That is suicide. Those witches vanquished you once and they will do it again, given the chance, especially if you go after the boy. Besides, it is rumored that he can protect himself. What makes you think that you can get to him and leave with not only him, but your life as well?"
"I am going to need you, is what I think," Barbas replied. "Piper, the boy's mother, has another child and I want you to take him. Taking him will send the Charmed Ones into a frenzy and they will do nothing but try and find him, leaving the older boy accessible to me."
"Take the younger? And what do I do with him once I have him? I do not care for children and will not watch him for very long," the Darklighter said.
"Do what you wish with the boy. Leave him somewhere, but by no means kill him. I just need you to keep him away long enough for me to take the older child. I summoned you because you will drive his father away, his being an Elder in all, and do what you will with him, but no harming the younger boy. Just, take him."
The Darklighter crossed his arms. "What do you want with this older child?"
Barbas turned and walked around his lair. "That Elder who was killed, Gideon, he was right about the child. He is powerful. But unlike Gideon, I do not believe that he should be killed because of it. I want to get him and bring him here and turn him."
Nodding, the Darklighter smiled. "A young apprentice, if you will? Turn him evil and have him answer to you so that you can harness the powers he possesses."
Barbas smiled and tapped his finger on the Darklighter's shoulder. "Very smart is what you are. Now, do you understand the task you have and what will have happen if you do not do what you have been asked?"
Eyes narrowing, the Darklighter nodded. "I understand."
"Good. Now, go and don't return to me until the younger boy is gone."
In a swirl of black orbs, the Darklighter was gone and Barbas was alone. Barbas sighed, praying that everything would go according to plan.
Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed. I own any character that is not Charmed related and I own my story idea.
Summary: Kidnapped at a young age, Wyatt and Chris grow up in different surroundings, not knowing who they really are. Then, as fate would have it, they meet and think that they are enemies. What happens when they learn the truth and find out who they really are? Will the fight between two brothers finally end?
Chapter One: The Plan
He paced around in his Underworld lair, thinking. It took up most of his time these past few days, but he knew that he would have to do a lot of it before he was ready. There was no room for any mistakes, therefore his plan had to be perfect. Had to be foolproof. Many demons had shimmered in to congratulate his escape from Hell, but he simply waved his hand at them, telling them to leave. He was not in the mood for visitors, especially when there was a child to steal.
A Charmed One's child.
"I cannot work alone," he said, stroking his chin. "I am going to need help to get around his parents. There has to be a way to distract them long enough."
Closing his eyes, he did what he did best, sensed fears. He could feel the different fears of the Charmed Ones, of their Elder. They feared that there were still magical beings out there that wanted the older boy and there were fears that the future had not been changed. Opening his eyes, he tried to decide how he was going to use these fears to his advantage.
It was then that he realized that there were two boys, not just one. Smiling, he remembered how the future version of the younger boy had been killed and how his parents were paying extra attention to him, showering him with love and protection. Perhaps the younger boy was just what he needed in order to capture the older boy.
Waving his hand, he summoned a Darklighter. The Darklighter stared at his surroundings and didn't understand. Turning, he saw the demon that summoned him and smirked.
"Barbas, isn't this a surprise," the Darklighter said, lowering his crossbow. "I wasn't expecting you to call me."
"You wouldn't, now would you?" Barbas asked.
"What do you want, old man?"
"A bit of help. And before you ask why you should help me, let me tell you what is in store for you if you don't help me."
Barbas walked toward him and waved his hand in front of the Darklighter and saw his greatest fear. Backing away, the Darklighter scowled.
"All right, you have my attention," he said, knowing that if he did not listen to the demon that he would be forced to live out his worst fear and that was something that he was not looking forward to. "I am all ears and will do what I can. Just, explain yourself."
Barbas nodded. "Of course. The explanation is a simple one. I want to kidnap the eldest son of the eldest Charmed One."
The Darklighter laughed. "That is suicide. Those witches vanquished you once and they will do it again, given the chance, especially if you go after the boy. Besides, it is rumored that he can protect himself. What makes you think that you can get to him and leave with not only him, but your life as well?"
"I am going to need you, is what I think," Barbas replied. "Piper, the boy's mother, has another child and I want you to take him. Taking him will send the Charmed Ones into a frenzy and they will do nothing but try and find him, leaving the older boy accessible to me."
"Take the younger? And what do I do with him once I have him? I do not care for children and will not watch him for very long," the Darklighter said.
"Do what you wish with the boy. Leave him somewhere, but by no means kill him. I just need you to keep him away long enough for me to take the older child. I summoned you because you will drive his father away, his being an Elder in all, and do what you will with him, but no harming the younger boy. Just, take him."
The Darklighter crossed his arms. "What do you want with this older child?"
Barbas turned and walked around his lair. "That Elder who was killed, Gideon, he was right about the child. He is powerful. But unlike Gideon, I do not believe that he should be killed because of it. I want to get him and bring him here and turn him."
Nodding, the Darklighter smiled. "A young apprentice, if you will? Turn him evil and have him answer to you so that you can harness the powers he possesses."
Barbas smiled and tapped his finger on the Darklighter's shoulder. "Very smart is what you are. Now, do you understand the task you have and what will have happen if you do not do what you have been asked?"
Eyes narrowing, the Darklighter nodded. "I understand."
"Good. Now, go and don't return to me until the younger boy is gone."
In a swirl of black orbs, the Darklighter was gone and Barbas was alone. Barbas sighed, praying that everything would go according to plan.