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WYATT
I finally caught a resistance member, a girl only 16. I believe that she'll be easy to crack. Plus, even if the resistance has been keeping the wear about of my baby boy very inclusive, she'll know. After all she is the baby sister of the leader of the resistance. Where ever my child is, she knows.
"My lord, she is ready." My heart rate increased, excited. I flamed straight to my torture chambers to a pleasing sight. It was a young girl, hand and feet chained to the wall. Her blond hair matted with blood; she wore only a bra and short pair of shorts. I didn't want her to have the protection that even the thinnest clothes provided. I grinned maliciously before starting. I launched low voltage energy balls at her, low enough to cause severe pain to course through her body, but not high enough to actually kill her. She screamed for her brother at each launch.
"Steven!" She yelled into the ceiling. The excitement, the pure joy, the rush, the high I got from this activity, almost made me forget why I had to do it in the first place. Almost.
"Where is my son, where is Chris," I shouted at her.
"Steven!"
Launching another energy ball, I yelled, "Where is he,"
"Steven!"
"Tell, me!"
"Steven," she yelled out as an anguished cry for help. I took a break from asking my questions. For I could concentrate on making sure I could cause her the most pain possible, without crossing that line. The line between life and death. A very thin line, that I have accidently passed before, but this time the reward was too important to lose myself. The reward of finding my child.
The fireballs soon became tedious, so I moved on to my athame. Taking it by its black handle, I pushed it into the girl's pale, bruised skin. Making a long thin cut from her elbow to her wrist. Her screams filled me with complete bliss. After numerous thin, short cuts had been deposited on her skin, she had given up. No more fight was in her body, she no longer scream, she just hung there helpless. She was exhausted both mentally and physically. Her now extremely pale skin shone with blood, coming for countless of small cuts, and burned skin in a circular shape.
Seeing that she was on the verge of passing out, I reached out and partially healed her. She was no good to me if she was unable to talk. "Where, is my son," I asked calmly. Even though that I was far from calm. My heart was racing; I was so close to the answer I have been searching for months.
"In the past," she squeaked before bursting in to sobs.
"In the past?" I asked dumbfounded. It just didn't make since. Did they think if they hurt my baby in the past that I wouldn't find them? I am twice-blessed after all. I can find them anywhere, anytime.
"When you were a baby. In the past. 2004. In the past," she cried. She rambled and sounded a bit crazy, but I could tell she was telling the truth. But, why. Why would my baby be in the past?
"Tell, me everything." I commanded.
"He came to us, scared. You… you… he didn't like what you have become. He had a plan, to save you. He… he… he… didn't know what to do!" she cried.
"He went back to the past himself," I asked.
"It was his plan, his plan, not mine, not Stephan's. His." She mumbled, crying. He went back by himself; my baby wasn't taken from me. He left me, he betrayed me. My heart broke.
Absently, I flicked my wrist as the girl erupted in flames.
He went back himself.
CHRIS
"Why do you treat me like this," I cried to Phoebe and Piper. Paige was on my side, but the others, did not trust me at all.
"Because, you tell us nothing, we can't trust you!" Piper exclaimed. I don't understand this. I don't know why they felt this way. I don't understand what I have done wrong for them to hate me so much. Sure I am not completely truthful. But I have good intentions. Can't they see that? And what hurts the most is that they don't just hate me because I lied to them. No, they hate me on a much deeper level. And I just don't understand! They may hate what I have done, but I think they hate, who I am. How I speak, how I walk, my personality, they just hate me. Sure, in the future I have plenty of people whom hate me, but they hate me because of my father not because of me.
"You know," I whispered, "I don't just understand why you hate me this much." I orbed out before they could see me cry.
Arriving at P3, I folded into myself. Sitting down with my knees to my chest. I sob. Being in an unfamiliar city, unfamiliar time, by unfamiliar people. I just want someone familiar, even if that someone is me. Looking into the mirror, I don't see someone I know. I see a 20-something year old man. Not the 12-year old boy that I am. I could take the glamour off, but then if Paige or Leo orb in, I am exposed. It's not like I have any privacy. They will orb in when they want. I have no control. I never had, all my life my father has had control. Of what I do, whom I talk to. Everything. To keep me safe he says. However the only reason I am in the danger I am in is because of what he has done. That is why every rebel demon or resistance member is after my head. Because they can't kill my dad, but they can kill the only thing he cares about, me.
PHOEBE
I snuck, out like the common criminal again. Thought I do not believe I have to do it much longer, Piper doesn't seem to like Chris anymore than I do. I don't know what happen, but something between them changed.
"Leo," I called into the stormy grey sky. A familiar set of orbs filled the space beside me. "I think Piper is on our side," I said as soon as the blue orbs disappeared leaving a very excited Leo.
"Great! And the elders will send Chris, back to the future. Based on my judgment." He said in a rush. I couldn't believe it, it was all working out. Chris, will be in the future and out of my hair this time tomorrow.
"Ok, when can we get him gone?" I asked excited. So close, so close.
"Now if you want," he shrugged. However, I knew he wanted it to be now too. I grinned broadly at him. Before hooking my arm onto him and orbing to the manor.
WYATT
I looked at the spell. I was finally going to see my son again. After so long I was going to be able to see him. Protect him. I miss him so much. Before he left we were so close. He is the only thing I care about. My everything. And all I want is for him to be in my care again, not in a time where I am not in control. Where I can't protect him. Where he is all alone. I can't believe he left me here to sit and worry about him. He should have told me, not that I would have let him go. But… he just should have told me.
Grabbing the spell. I drew a family sign on the wooden wall of my attic, before reciting the spell.
"Hear these words
Hear the rhyme
Heed the hope within my mind
Send me back to where I'll find
What I wish in place and time."
"I am coming, baby."
PAIGE
"No, I can't agree to this," I exclaimed as Piper said, "Good, let's do it then." Phoebe and Leo had just finished telling us of their jacked up plan of sending Chris to the future.
"Come on guys, what has he done wrong?" I shouted.
"He broke up my marriage," Piper screeched.
"And he sent me to Valhalla!" Leo yelled
"One, you don't know he sent you to Valhalla. Two it might have been an accident that he broke you up. Come on, at least give a chance, please. If he fails then you can send him back to the future. Ok?" I yelled, panicked. They couldn't send Chris, back to the future. Because… well… they just can't he needs to stay. He still hasn't finished what he started. Phoebe, Piper, and Leo all just looked at each other and nodded.
"Chris," Piper yelled.
CHRIS
Hearing Piper calling my name, irritated. I quickly wiped away my tears. My eyes were still red and puffy, but I don't think anyone except maybe, Paige would care enough to notice. I orbed over to the manor to see that everyone was there. This would not be good.
"Hey," I said casually. Paige looked nervous. Yes, this definitely will not good. I felt my eyes dart back between the door and my 'family'.
"I have temperately bound your powers. So you can't just orb out." Leo explained which caused my heart rate to speed. What we they planning? What did they want from me?
"I'll only give you one chance to tell the truth or I'll send you back to the future," my eyes widened I can't go back to the future. I haven't finished my mission yet. I can't go back to the future, where my dad is still evil. I can't. "Is there really someone after Wyatt," Leo continued asking the first of what I only could assume is many questions.
"That's what I believe," I said. Phoebe nodded to Leo, probably telling with her empathy power that I was telling the truth. Then one with the next question.
"Why did you spit me and Leo up?" Piper asked.
"I didn't mean to! It was an accident. How was I supposed to know that making Leo an elder would make him leave," I cried. I have them blaming enough stuff one with without adding Leo and Piper's relationship to the pile. Again Phoebe nodded and my questioning continued.
"What do you want to come out of this trip to the past," Phoebe said more thoughtful than I believed her to be. Did her hate for me cause her to grow up?
"To save Wyatt from a demon." I answer confidently, however this time instead of nodding Phoebe shook her hair.
"He telling the truth, but I think there is something he is not telling us. " Phoebe explained. Leo started walking toward me, making me back up against the wall.
"Tell us the truth, and this time don't leave anything out," Leo barked. I stiffened. I couldn't tell them dad, turned evil. They wouldn't believe me. They would do worst then not believe me; they are going to send me back to the future. And then my dad would be mad at me, for leaving. The resistance would be mad at me for failing. And I barley convinced them not to kill me! I can't go back to the future yet.
"Um…um... well… I came back to stop Wyatt being evil," I whispered the last word, hoping he wouldn't hear. However he obviously did, since he face turned deep shade of red. Pushing my shoulders against the wall, Leo raised his fist to my face. I could her screams of 'Leo' from Paige. Internally, I was screaming to Paige to come save me. Though instead she just yelled for Leo to stop. She could have possibly, been scared of the livid elder, but I don't think she is the type. She probably just didn't want to be part of the conflict. I wasn't worth it, I though sadly.
As, Leo got closer to me I knew I had to protect myself. So, I started kicking him. Not wanting to use my powers on an elder. At least I have morals. It was a fair fight. Sort of. At least he didn't use his powers, I guess. Though my fighting tactics were bad and childish. And had trouble keeping control of my newly oversized body. And I sent Leo to Valhalla, where he leaned to fight like there was no tomorrow.
The next thing I knew I was laying down with my hands and feet held down to the ground. I never learned any fighting skills, living the life that I did. And Leo was in the 2nd world war. Really, it wasn't surprising that things ended up how they did.
"Leo, please-"Paige started, but was cut off by a very anger, very familiar voice.
"Get off of him," a twenty-eight year old Wyatt Matthew Halliwell growled.
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