For the second time, I'm sorry for my suck spell.


9. Tragedy ended, tragedy began

2004. The Manor.

The sharp steel blade thrust into his abdomen. After many times of being tortured, Chris never could get used to the pain and the sudden weakening the injury had brought up to his body. He stopped in his choked call for his aunt Paige. Gideon said under his breath.

"I said I don't want to sacrifice you both."

and pulled out the athame, causing another unbelievable pain. Chris collapsed to the floor like a cut-down-tree, desperately looked at Gideon walking toward baby Wyatt. He could feel the taste of his own blood on his tongue and its smell drowning his nose. He couldn't feel his body anymore but his brain felt like it was on the fire. Like a candle lit up for the last time before its death.

Death, Chris thought, I know I will meet it someday but I never think about how. Now, I understand what you felt, Peyton… Bianca… Mel… Just wait a little, I'm not finished yet… Help me finish all of this…

Finish it!... Voices from the other world resounded in unison.

"Bianca! Mel!" Chris murmured weakly. A lonely tear found a way to run down from his burning eye. Chris closed his eyes. He swung his hand to catch Gideon's foot. The Elder looked back, being stunned. Chris chanted his desperate spell, his last spell.

"The Power of One rise

Everything for the fight

To bring up final glory

Blood of mine… I SACRIFICE!"

"NOOOOOO!!!" Gideon screamed in frightened. A white flame flared up from the boy's hand, burning the Elder to ashes, gave back a horrible quiet to the house.

A few minutes past, maybe a few centuries past… a jingle sound of orbing broke the silence. Paige called right after she had her mouth.

"Chris! Wyatt!"

And she found a scene she never dared to think of. How can a human bleed that much? She gasped. Next to a pile of ashes under an Elder's golden robe was her nephew lying on his back with his eyes gluing at the ceiling. Blood overflew through his hand on his abdomen. Blood oozed through his mouth. Blood stained through the thick rug below him. Blood was all over. Blood was on her uncontrollably trembling hands when she tried to slow the bleeding.

"Chris, hold on. Please don't die, please." She mumbled. "LEO! No, no, no… he won't come… What do I do? 911. No, no… Wyatt!"

Watching all the things happened but until hearing his auntie's despairing call, Wyatt could finally figure out it's not a new game of Kwiss.

"Kwiss!" He orbed next to the dying man. His baby blue's eyes welled with tears.

"Wyatt, can you heal him? Just like when your dada heal your mama. Please!" Paige held his tiny hands over Chris's injury. The light glowed in his hands but the blood didn't stop. It just gave him a little strength. Chris coughed a little. He looked at her with dull eyes. Paige cried harder and put her head near his just to hear he whispered.

"Hey… I can't see… window… behind you… move aside, please…"

Paige didn't know she should smile or cry at his words. She moved next to baby Wyatt still trying to heal his Kwiss.

"Kwiss! Kwiss! Get up! Pway wiv me!" Wyatt grabbed his shirt with tiny fists and cried.

Paige pulled him back to her lap and wept quietly. The child's crying like a knife cut into her heart.

Chris looked at the sky in admiring. Today the sky outside the window was so blue… just like Wyatt and Mel's eyes. With the world's future on his shoulders, Chris had never had a chance to stop for a while to look up to the sky. The peaceful sky he yearned for in a long time. Flashes of his life were dancing with the sunshine.

"Mommy, look! I made this for mommy. Happy birthday!"

She smiled at the god-know-what object in his hand and held him tightly, whispered a thank you.

"Wy, can I sleep with you? There's a demon under my bed."

Wyatt rubbed his eyes sleepily but opened his blanket for him. The warmth embraced his dream immediately.

"Chris, I have something to tell you."

Mel shyly told him about her first love. He didn't understand even one word in her babble but he felt her trust on him and he kept listening.

"We say our last goodbye."

Bianca gently pulled him into a passionate kiss. Her hair's smell wrapped him in the sweetest dream.

Peyton, I'm so sorry… Helen… Hannah… Junior… Everyone…

"Aunt Paige… tell them… I love you all…" Chris smiled and let out his last breath. His beautiful green eyes slowly shut for forever.

Before Paige's eyes, her death nephew faded away with all the blood into the nothingness. Even the blood on her hands. No sign of a Chris Halliwell being here anymore. For the first time in her life, Paige understood one thing, that the empty was more frightening than the blood bath. It hurt her like hell.

"Paige, what happened?" Leo's voice startled her. She put crying Wyatt a side and screamed at top of her lungs, punched Leo at his face.

"You, bastard. Where are you all the time? Why did you come now? Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Leo quickly orbed to behind her, avoided her attack. He grabbed her tightly from behind.

"Calm down, Paige. Tell me what happened."

"He died. Do you understand, he died. And that son of a bitch Elder over there killed him. He wanted to kill Wyatt too but Chris didn't let him and he killed him. That bastard killed Chris. He killed your son." Paige struggled with him while shouting angrily. Leo quickly took a glance around and realized what once was Gideon on the floor.

He can kill an Elder, that damn witchlighter. He broke my family apart, threatened Wyatt's safe. And now he killed an Elder. I will never accept.

"Where's Piper?" He calmly asked.

"She is in the hospital. She's having a C-section." Paige said weakly, exhausted.

And threatening my wife's life. That disaster. That bastard. I will never forgive.

"Paige, are you sure Gideon wanted to kill Wyatt? Do you understand the importance of that accusation? It will break the balance of good and bad. So, think carefully."

Paige frowned at him and asked in disbelieving.

"What are you trying to say? That damn Elder just killed your son, my nephew. And you're trying to convince me to pretend that nothing happened here. I can't belie...."

Before she could finish, Leo waved his hand and a blue light spread out. Paige and baby Wyatt passed out immediately. Leo looked down on her with despising eyes.

"It's your choice, Paige. Remember, the Elders are always right."

Leo Wyatt, the Provisional Leader of Elders from the Titan incident, used his power to erase the existence of the future Chris Halliwell from its last hidden place, his family's memory, to cover a serious crime of an Elder.

The last piece of an angel had fallen apart from him.