Chapter 4
Thanks to everyone who followed and commented on this story!AJ GrangerI too do like Bianca/Chris stories and there are not a lot of them even less good ones. They are hard to find. I agree that this isn't my best work, I'm really not good in English class. Also Bianca was only in one episode so almost any way someone writes her will be a bit off. This chapter is not the best I'm just not good at writing as so much telling stories. There is a flashback to the unchanged future. You may have already noticed but I tend to swear a bit. Sorry for the long delay blame school and life in general not me. I probably won't send off another chapter until after exams because I need to pass them. Thanks for being so patient.
Bianca's POV
Victor, the three charmed ones and I are sitting at the dining room table making awkward small talk waiting for my boyfriend and his father who have been gone for a while to come back. I mean I did try to kill Piper. In the other timeline me of course but somehow I don't think that will help if I bring it up.
I wouldn't have actually killed her though. It was a bluff. If I killed her Chris wouldn't have been born. I wonder what the hell is taking them so long.
My memories are all scattered. I remember two sets of memories for every single moment. Do you know how annoying that is? And not be able to differentiate between the two is even more annoying.
Leo walks back into the room and I realize with an absent Chris. "Where's Chris" I ask immediately before anyone else can half panicked, half curious.
"I don't know. He orbed off not telling me where. But he said you would know the place if I asked you a question. He said 'What were the two of you trying to preserve for your future?" Leo asked me.
Wait what? What is Chris on about now? Why would he ask Leo to ask me that? OK focus this train of thought is pointless. He obviously is leaving me a riddle or clue. It could be from the other timeline. Yes that would make sense. Suddenly it's like a wave of inspiration and understanding crashes down on me. "That sentimental idiot" I exclaim out loud before shimmering out to where I know Chris is, leaving four very confused people behind at the table.
I shimmer to the San Francisco Palace of Fine Arts. Greek and Roman style pillars surround me. A statue of an angel (which I've always found a bit ironic considering my boyfriend is actually half angel) is there in the back. The grass is so green. Just like it was before Wyatt ascended to power. I take a breath of fresh air. Not surrounded by fire, and destruction. There was white marble bench where an annoying black haired, green eyes half witch half whitelighter sat on it with a very smug smirk.
With lots of flowers growing the area giving it color. I forgot how beautiful it was here from when I visited to the past. We actually met here in the original future.
It was a very gloomy and rainy afternoon. Of course sunlight was a rare commodity. Ever since the oldest Halliwell rose to power it was like this all the time. Let me tell you, it was unexpected. The Warren line of witches had beengooddating back to the Salem witch trials, about as old as my own line.
Then the twice blessed of all people went dark side. The weather fitted the state of affairs. I got summoned to his office so I shimmered in and knelt down as a sign as submission and respect. It disgusted me. I was supposed to be neutral with no one to answer too. Now no one kept to themselves. You either joined Wyatt, joined the resistance, or got killed. No neutrality.
"Rise my Phoenix, I have a job for you" his voice deadly with an underlining threat to it. I rose and looked up but not into his eyes.
"MI 'lord" I answered with my head still down not daring to look him in the eye. Demons had gotten vanquished for less.
"Lord Christopher" he started and I inwardly tensed but showed no reaction. I had only witnessed Lord Wyatt lose control once since I started rising in his ranks and his younger brother was the cause of it. "Has decided to go on a childish rebellious streak. All nonsense about good and evil. I would like you to find him and bring him here to me." He requested all though we both knew it was an order.
"Yes master" I said and was about to shimmer out when he started talking.
"No serious damage is to befall him. I want him back in relatively good condition. Be creative, I don't care just no lasting harm. Do you understand me?" he asked.
Of course I understood. I harm Lord Christopher and I'm dead. "Yes you're majesty" I tell him then shimmered out.
I shimmer back to my apartment and immediately start putting down everything I know about his brother. He had joined Wyatt when he started his quest to become the ultimate power. He was smart, cunning, and calculating.
Those two could become an unbeatable power. With all the power the oldest possessed and the brains the younger one did they would be unstoppable.
That is of course if Christopher was ever truly on his side. There was lots of controversy about if he really wanted to rule with his brother or if he was a double agent for the resistance, a movement against Wyatt.
We all thought the latter but no one dared to tell King Wyatt his brother might be working against him.
Any ways I'm actually scared to go up against him then I would be Wyatt. No one could beat Wyatt with raw strength, but tricking him? It's rare but it has been done. If the rumors are true it seems to be very difficult to outsmart the younger one plus he has some serious kick ass powers. Ugggg this is going to be impossible.
It has been a week since he's went off the radar. My first guess would be the Resistance but I have very few spies within it and most of them aren't high enough up on the chain to know anything important.
I went on with my regular duties as well as putting in any spare energy into finding him but to no avail. Lord Wyatt's patience was wearing thin just as my life was.
I was at the palace of fine arts thinking. It was one of my favorite places before he destroyed it. It was so peaceful, so unlike my life. I discovered it doing an errand.
"I heard you've been looking for me?" I heard a deep voice ask and spun around coming face to face with non-other than Christopher Halliwell, the lords brother who I've spent 3 weeks searching for. "I can see why he likes you" he told me in a jovial tone "smart, cunning, not bad on the eyes" he says giving me a once over. "So how is this going to go? We're going to fight then either I will escape or you'll drag me back to him? That about right?" he says not really concerned about me which is odd he's obviously heard of me and my reputation.
He said "Athame" which I was holding behind my back after silently summoning it. It disappeared in a flurry of white orbs then reappeared in his hands. He orbed out then reappeared behind me holding the athame to my throat. His hands were around me such a strong grip.
"There is 3 ways this will go down" he tells me using a voice Lord Wyatt would have been proud of. "One I kill you" he tells me as though he's talking about the weather. "Two I orb you to my brother letting him know you had me but failed your task and let him…deal with you" he trails off letting me know exactly what that option will entail.
"There's another option?" I ask speaking for the first time since he arrived. My voice came out even surprisingly enough. "One were I don't end up dying or being tortured then dying? That would be preferable." I tell him with a short chuckle even though I'm scared out of my wits.
"A smart mouth on this one. Interesting. Yes the other option is I let you take me in" he tells me.
"But?" I ask knowing there is always a catch. People don't just give favors especially in this day and age.
"The resistance could really do with someone of your standing on the inside" he says letting me know a couple of things. First he does work with the resistance. Second he wants me to turn spy. And three I don't really have a choice.
"So how'd you know I'd be here?" He asked me, pulling me out of my revive just as he did the last time we were in this spot.
"Same reason you'd knew I'd be waiting here" I answered just as he did, oh so very long ago yet not long ago at all. "This is still our spot" he says without the malice I had to fake the first time around. "We did it" he exclaims and he just smile like an idiot too happy to do anything.
"Bianca" he starts off seriously but then using a softer tone while taking my hands in his "I don't want to hold you to any promises you've made. We both have two different set of memories and it wouldn't be fair to either one of us.
But with that being said you make me happy Bianca. In the other life I had almost given up hope gave into Wyatt until we met. I love you. I can't promise you a peaceful future. A nice life, a quiet life. My mom is a Charmed one, my brother is the twice blessed" at this I almost winced remembering all the evil he did but managed to conceal it with some effort "and your family are assasins."
"It will be filled with action, magic and general craziness, I mean, you met my family" he continues "but I can promise you my love. To love you. Always. To always be there. To be faithful, loyal, and true, so" he says getting down on one knee pulling out a jewelry box and opening it to expose a ring.
It's not just any ring. It's the one from the other timeline. He must have had Leo keep it all this time. That's where they must have gone when he wanted to talk to Leo privately. "Bianca, will you marry me" he asks and I suddenly notice tears streaking down my face. "You came back to me. Safely" I told him my voice shaking.
In the other timeline I said yes to his proposal on the condition he would come back to me safely. He pushed the ring onto my finger and got up and we shared a deep kiss filled with longing. "Yes. I will marry you" I told him just so I could officially announce it.
"I love you Chris. You're my world, my everything. You showed me I could forge my own destiny with magic. I didn't have to follow what my family or what screwed up plan destiny had for me. Now I'm doing the same thing with my love life" I told him and we shared another deep kiss.
"We should probably go back to the manor" he told me after we sat there just enjoying each other's company for a bit.
"Let's go" I tell him but he stops me before I have the chance to shimmer out.
"Bianca shimmering in may not be the best idea. My family tries to vanquish anything that shimmers," he says then pauses like he's trying to form the right words. "Also when we get back to the manor, Wyatt might be there" he says slowly seizing up my reaction.
Only years of Phoenix assassin training kept me from visibly reacting. Of course he would probably be there. It is his house after all.
We both had secrets from each other. When we got kidnapped by his most royal pain in the ass we never let on how much torture Lord Wyatt and his minions had subjected us too not wanting to burden the other and make them feel guilty for the other getting kidnapped. Chris knew this too.
After a few moments I collected myself. I nod and hold onto Chris's arm and he orbs us back to the manor.