AN: Sorry it's been so damn long. I've been busy with college and other stuff. Also, I'm sorry this is so short, but the next chapter should be longer. Thank you for enjoying my story.

The sky is completely dark, no stars or even a moon. It's nothing but a void. Garbage is littered down the street from the manor. A broken rusting car is park in front of the house. The whole neighborhood is deserted. It's almost three o'clock. Chris, who is fifteen years old, sat on the porch stairs staring up at the sky. He knew why this was happening. It is all because of Wyatt; always about Wyatt. He just waits here for the end of the world.

Chris sighs, "Aren't you leaving in tomorrow night?" He lifts his head to see Willow. She is wearing a nice white summer dress. Her long chestnut hair drapes down her shoulders in curls. "Did the farewell party go well?"

She casts her head down for a second. "It was fine. A lot of dancing and saying good bye to everyone that's staying here." Willow walks closer to sit by him. She settles down with cross legs, and meets his sad eyes. "I was hoping you'll be there."

He jokes a answer. "I didn't want to bring down the party with my mopping.".

"After what happened, I was mopping for almost a week. One night won't kill me." She smiles. Then the smile disappears from her lips. "Why aren't you going to Avalon too? I mean you are qualified to go, but you are choosing not to."

Chris shifts a bit nervously. "I don't know."

"Yeah you do know, Chris."

"I think I don't deserve it."

Willow puts a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I understand why you think that. I, however, think completely differently. You don't deserve to be punished."

"I know, Will." Chris breaths a heavy sigh. "He's my brother. I can't just leave."

Willow takes her hand back. She rest both hands between her legs; her elbows resting on her thighs. "My parents wants me to go with them."

Chris knows what she is getting at. He states his point. "You should go. Be with your parents, your family"

Chris didn't know what to do. He fell asleep in the park. It's not like he had a place anymore. Leading against a nearby tree is when he woke up. It was a difficult time to get any sleep; he got up more tired than before.

It had to be mid-morning when Chris decides to leave. He knew he still has to finish his mission. Even though he doesn't have his powers, he needs to save Wyatt. He knows no one is at the manor at this time. He walks his way to the manor. Since Piper won't change in over twenty years, so the extra key is hidden in the pot by the door.

Chris sneaks through the front door. He calls out, "Hello!" Once there is no response, or movement, Chris makes his way up to the attic. In the attic, he quickly makes it to the Book of Shadows. Once in front of the podium, he flips through the pages. He needs information to start off with.

During the so called "trail", that Elder inform the situation that happened to the Court. That some demon with mist something ability attacked Anna. Chris remembers precisely how Anna described the demon. His mist controlled by his hand, and it suffocates their victims. It dressed like a typical demon, all in black. Chris found that image in the book. On the top of the page, it reads, "Serpent Demon."

Chris mutters to himself. "Not a big threatening one. They only kill when ordered to." He scribbles the information on paper, and crumples it up into his pocket. "Who gave him that order?"

He couldn't fall asleep at all. Even when he lies in bed forever, it seems to be only him. Chris glance to his left seeing Willow fast asleep. He could hear her soft snoring. If his world wasn't ending, he would wake her up, and make fun of her. He thought it's best to let her sleep. He quietly sighs and looks back to the ceiling.

This is familiar to their other sleepovers. When they would play games, and laugh until it hurts their stomachs. He hated when the sleepovers stopped when Willow and Wyatt started to date. He got over it. Chris miss those days. This will be their last sleepover.

Chris glance back at her. She is still asleep. Now he tries to sneak out of the big bed. He quietly steps to the door. Luckily, Willow is still undisturbed as he left the room. He walks down the hall passing the door that was once Wyatt's bedroom, and the next room that was mom's. Right now the manor is empty.

Chris makes it up to the attic. When he enters through the threshold, he see a teenage boy standing behind the book. The boy is blond, and wearing black clothes. Chris is hesitant, at first. He mentally prepares himself to use his powers. His brother's eyes found him, but he didn't bother to move.

"Don't worry. I'm not in the mood to fight." Wyatt sighs.

Chris steps closer. "You can stare all night it won't change anything. You can't have it."

Wyatt stares back at the book. "I know."

"Then why are you here?"

"I don't know. Willow is here and..."

Chris cuts in his sentence. "Oh right your 'Willow' sense. She's leaving soon. You going to talk to her."

Wyatt scoffs. "Of course not."

Chris rolls his eyes. "Idiot "

"Not best to insult me." Wyatt walks away from the book to Chris. When he is five steps away, the younger one steps back in fear. From that scared look causes Wyatt to smiles. It is wide and sinister, He had his hands up in surrender. He laughs a little. "Still pathetic, Chris."

"What the hell do you want, Wyatt?"

"Just to say farewell when you leave."

Chris gave a pause for too long. He covers it with a shoulder shrug. "Yeah. I guess. Is that all?"

Wyatt steps close enough to arm's length. He patted his little brother's shoulder. "Maybe."