Disclaimer: If I could turn back time, if I could find a way. I'd take back the death of the Pretty. He'd stay. Um, yeah, sorry. I don't own Charmed.
Author's note: Sorry this chapter is so short, but its action packed! I also apologize ahead of time for any glaring continuity errors. I don't think Elders are supposed to be able to get hurt by things other than darklighter arrows. I know Leo bled in Spin City, but I choose to believe that that was THEIR continuity error and their attempt to show us just how badly Chris was beating him. Wait, the Charmed writers making a continuity error? What am I saying? NEVER!
Chapter 9
Wyatt threw back his curly mane of blond hair, laughing at his family's shock. "What? No welcome home hugs? Isn't anybody glad to see me? The twice-blessed son has returned!" He was clearly enjoying taunting them.
"Wyatt?" Piper asked, uncertainly. "Is that really you? What's happened to you?" She could see that this man was far from the sweet little boy she had upstairs. Then she remembered that emotionless stare again and shivered. Maybe he wasn't as far off as she wanted to believe.
"You killed that girl, Wyatt." Chris said in a steely voice.
"Well, of course I did." He readily admitted.
"How could you?" Leo asked, still not believing that it could be true. "She was a witch!"
Wyatt looked at Chris. "Her death is your fault, you know."
"You're crazy; not that that's news. How is her death my fault?" Chris shot back.
"Your coming back here to the past has become quite a nuisance. I didn't really care at first, I knew there was no way you could 'save' me, and it got you out of my hair for a while. But then demons started disappearing from the future, some of my best ones. I realized that you must be back here, killing off the demons you saw as closest to me thinking they had turned me. In killing all those demons before their time, you were saving all the witches they would have killed in the future leaving those witches to kill even more demons. Basically you're completely throwing my kingdom into chaos, but more importantly, you're pissing me off."
"Well yeah for me!" Chris said sardonically. "If that little speech was supposed to inspire guilt, you need to get a new speech writer."
Wyatt shot him a withering glare. "You know, Chris, one of these days that smart ass attitude is going to get you in trouble. Now, let me tell you the end of my story. That cute little witch in the picture was supposed to be neutralized by Gith a few months ago. Unfortunately, you killed Gith, leaving her free to try and vanquish my best Erog demon, which she would have succeeded in doing if I hadn't stopped her. If it weren't for you meddling with the timeline, I wouldn't have had to kill that girl, Chris."
Chris shook his head. "No, Wyatt, You're not going to get me to feel guilty that you killed an innocent."
Paige suddenly spoke up, interrupting the brothers' argument. "So, Wyatt, what are you doing here? I mean, we already killed all those demons so coming to this time isn't going to bring them back."
Wyatt chuckled. "Oh, I don't care about them. There are always more where they came from. No, I came back for Chris, though I expected to find the baby. I planned on stopping you from coming back in the first place." Wyatt smiled. The rest of the family paled as they realized what he was implying. "But that's ok, this is better. I'll give you one last chance, Chris. Come back to the future with me and I'll let you live."
"Wyatt! He's your brother! You wouldn't kill him!" Leo cried. Sure, this grown Wyatt was acting like an evil asshole, but there had to be some good in him, or Chris wouldn't have thought he could save him. There was no way he would hurt his own family!
"Wanna bet, Dad?" Wyatt asked, an energy ball forming in his hand. Everyone panicked as he threw the ball directly at Chris's chest. Leo jumped and shoved him out of the way, taking the brunt of the blast in his arm, which started to bleed profusely as he fell unconscious to the floor.
"No! Dad!" Chris cried, as he fell under the weight of his father.
"Leo!" Piper yelled as she ran over to him. "Oh my God, look at this wound! We need to get him up to the other Elder's to be healed."
"Wyatt's too powerful." Chris explained, shooting his father an extremely worried look. "The other Elders won't be able to heal this."
"What's your answer, little brother? Are you coming with me or are you going to make yourself a martyr?"
Furious, Piper rounded on him. "He's not going anywhere with you, and you are not going to lay a finger on him!"
Wyatt chuckled. "Looks like you're still quite the Mama's boy. I guess some things never change." He reached out and grabbed Piper by the arm. "So, why don't you come and get her, Chris?" he said as he orbed out with a very shocked looking Piper.
"NO!" Chris screamed, as he ran towards their disappearing orbs. He tried once more in vain to orb after them and landed on the floor. "Damn it!" He cried, hitting the kitchen table with his fist.
