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Previously on A Real Hero:
Chris was still sobbing when suddenly the balck room transformed into the sunroom of the manor.
Chris immediatly recognized the memory and knew this one won't spoil his secret.
Phoebe was still kneeling next to Chris with her hand on his shoulder when suddenly a boy about four and with brown hair came running into the sunroom. "Chris, is that you? And what are you doing in the manor?" Paige asked still focused on the little boy. "Yes, that's me and I was here because Wyatt and me were best friends" Chris explained silently. "Wyatt, where are you?" the little boy shouted. Instantly blue orbs appeared and formed into Wyatt, about five years old . "Hey buddy what's up, is everything ok?" Wyatt asked with concern. "Yeah, I just couldn't find you." little Chris explained. "Well, now I'm here so what do ya wanna play?" Wyatt asked with a big smile.
"You two seem pretty close." Piper stated. "We were,... till he went all powerful and took over the world." Chris said with a sad look in his eyes.
The scene changed and now they stood in a child's room and discovered a boy about seven years old sitting on an unmade bed, he had messy brown hair and they reasoned that this must be Chris. They were all shocked when they saw his brusied arm, which he supported with his right. Immediately the memory of Leo throwing Chris through the room appeared in their thoughts. Then they saw his also brusied face. "Oh my god what happened to you?" Phoebe asked shocked and holding on to Chris. "Nothing new, just a visit from my dad and I unintentionally let a glas with juice drop." Chris answered with no emotions. Suddenly the brusies began to disappear, till the little boy looked normal again.
"How did you do that?" Piper asked amazed but also sad that this boy was hidding his injuries. "I glamoured, so nobody could see my injuries. It didn't took long and I was a master in it." Chris said still with no emotion. "Why did you do that?" Paige asked shocked. "Because I didn't want that my mum could see it, because than she would get into a fight with my dad and it would be my fault." Chris explained. Piper wanted to argue but then the scene changed again and they stood once again in the black room.
Phoebe looked closer at Chris "Are you doing it right now?" she asked. Chris completely startled by her question asked "Do what?" "Are you glamouring?" Phoebe repeated her question looking closely into his eyes. Chris sighed and nodded then he stood up , he knew that he didn't have no other choice than to show them. They would ask so long till he would tell them. So he took of his hoodie and waved a hand over his body. Phoebe covered her mouth with her hands and the sisters gasped at the sight of Chris brusied and scarred torso. "Oh my god what happened to him? No wonder he always wears hoodiesw with long sleeves." Paige thought sadly. Piper approached Chris and took his hand into hers and she looked him into his eyes, she could see that he was near a mentaly breakdown again.
"Was that Wyatt?" she asked although she knew the answer. Chris could just nod. Piper wanted to touch him but he backed away, no wonder after what her son did to him. Then she saw a scar on Chris' wrist that looked like a "W" in a triquetra. "Why did he do that to you, you were his best friend?" Piper wanted to know while she softly touched the scar. Chris flinched so she took her hand away. He put on his hoodie again and explained "The scars and bruises are from his torture because he wanted me to join him but I refused. He then took a magical athame and sliced his first letter and the triquetra into my wrist to show me that I will always belong to him if I want to or not. The magic from the athame prevented the injury to heal properly and I got this scar."
By now everyone was near crying when suddenly the room transformed into the kitchen of the manor. They all observed the scene when suddenly a ten year old Wyatt and a nine year old Chris appeared in a swirl of blue orbs. "Chris, please stop glamouring I want to help you." Wyatt said with a calm voice. Chris looked at his feet as if they were the most intresting thing then he sighed and Wyatt saw Chris' brusies on his arms and face. "It was HIM again, right." Chris could just nod. "I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch." Wyatt cursed "Why didn't you call me I would have protected you." Chris still looked at his feet and didn't answer. Wyatt sighed "Look at me Chris." And to Wyatts surprise Chris looked up at him. Wyatt place his hands above Chris' injuries and healed them. "Thanks" Chris muttered and Wyatt pulled him into a tight hug and whispered in his ear "I will always protect you, ok. He will never hurt you again, I promise. You can call me whenever you need me. Understood?" Chris nodded against Wyatt's chest.
"Wow, Wyatt is really overprotective of you. How sweet." Paige cooed. But Chris still looked very serious his unemotionless mask, once again up and told them "It wasn't long after that, that I found out what he was up to. I should have seen it, his rage and all the anger." "Nobody could have seen that don't blame yourself, honey." Phoebe declared.
The black room once again shifted into the sunroom. Chris eyes went wide, he knew which memory that was. "No, no, no. Not this one.!" Chris thought paralized when it hit him that this was his worst memory.
