Thank you for the great reviews. Piper and Wyatt are now with Bianca trying to save Chris. Let's see how that goes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed.
It had been over two decades since Piper had been in the Underworld, but she recognized it as soon as they reformed. Apparently, it hadn't changed much over the years. Wyatt glanced around at the surroundings with a feeling he had been there before. He remembered his dream from the other night. It must have taken place in the Underworld, because it had the same rocky walls.
"He's this way." Bianca pointed down a dark hall towards Be'lakor's lair. Wyatt and Piper followed, letting her lead the way.
Piper couldn't help but wonder if this was all a trap, if Bianca and this supposed new Source of Evil had planned all of this.
"I'll go in first, try to distract Be'lakor." Bianca said, pulling Piper free from her thoughts. "Then you guys can come in and get Chris."
"Wait." Piper replied. "How do we know we can trust you, you're an assassin? For all we know you are probably trying to kill us too."
"You know what I am? I guess that's not surprising since you knew my name." Bianca said. "You don't know you can trust me, but we've wasted too much time. Chris is probably dead." Without allowing time for anymore argument, Bianca walked ahead of them and stepped into Be'lakor's lair.
Wyatt didn't understand how his mother knew Bianca, but he didn't bother to ask her about it. He was too focused on his brother. He peaked into the lair and watched as Bianca approached the man in the black coat. He didn't even see Chris.
Chris was slumped over behind a rock, using it as a shield against the incoming fireballs. He wished like hell he could figure out his stupid powers. He had accidentally unleashed them on his brother the day before, but now he could barely get them to do anything. His hand was still bleeding from a cut made my Be'lakor's athame and it pained him when he tried to flex or move it. He inched his head up, to glance over the rock and he saw Bianca again.
Bianca caught Be'lakor's attention. "You only get your bounty if I get paid." She said to him. "Since Enson refused to pay me, I'm here to repossess."
"Can't you see I'm busy?" Be'lakor asked. He didn't wait for an answer. "I ordered Enson to pay you, there should be no reason why he refused. Now leave me." He put a hand out and Bianca was forced backwards, hitting one of the rocky walls with a hard thud. She was knocked out cold instantly from the force and fell to the ground landing flat on her face. Be'lakor turned around to finish his dealings with Chris.
Chris thought the distraction was a good time to try and make a run for it. He bolted out from behind the rock and ran past Be'lakor. He nearly froze when he saw Bianca tossed away like she was nothing. He almost felt bad for her, but she was the one that left him for dead. Be'lakor refocused on Chris once Bianca was out of the way and Chris had really regretted leaving the safety he had from behind the rock.
Be'lakor readied a fireball, aiming for Chris. Just as it was about to release, Piper stepped in. "I don't think so." She put her hand out, hoping she still remembered how to control her powers. She hadn't used them in years.
It had been about ten years actually and it was to help Paige and an innocent child. She had awoken one morning to the sound of her sisters orbs. Paige had a child that was placed in protective custody after his parents were killed. He claimed that monsters killed them. Paige discovered it really was monsters, demons actually. She needed her sisters help to stop them from getting the child. She didn't know why it was after the child and as far as she knew, the boy had no powers of any kind. It was hard for Paige the most to be in hiding because of her whitelighter abilities. Sometimes, she just couldn't refuse to help a few innocent people now and again.
Now Piper stood, using her powers once more. The demon was too strong for her molecular combustion, but it did force him to stumble back, his fireball thrown off course. Instead of hitting Chris square in the chest, it struck his shoulder.
Chris didn't have time to worry about the pain, the sizzling of his burning flesh. He ran to his mother. "Mom?" He was quite surprised to see her. Wyatt stood behind her, watching as the demon regained his ground.
Be'lakor released a round of fireballs at the intruders. Wyatt panicked, putting his hands out and a blue shield formed around them, blocking the fireballs. The demon stood starring in awe as the fireballs hit the shield and dissipated. He hadn't known any beings to have a shield like that as one of their powers. He knew of the existence of certain talismans or amulets that could protect one from magic much like a shield, but had never seen anything like this.
Piper was grateful for the shield. It was one of the powers that Wyatt had displayed when he was a baby before his powers were bound. He had actually used many active powers as a baby, even going so far as to conjure a dragon and a demonic version of his own father. It was hard to bind his powers and not just because of the fact that she was taking the boys away from their destiny, but also because he was just to strong for a normal binding potion.
"Any clue how we get out of here?" Chris asked. Wyatt's shield was slowly starting to fade.
"Well, you both should have the power to orb. Guess you haven't had a chance to learn that one yet." Piper replied.
"I think I may have actually done that once." Wyatt said as his shield finally failed. "I think it was by accident though."
The three of them started to run from Be'lakor's lair. Fireballs zoomed passed them. Chris ducked behind a rock, pulling his mother down with him. Wyatt knelt down. "You boys should both be able to orb, if you just concentrate hard enough it should happen." Piper said.
"What do you mean we both should be able to do it? He was the one that did it before." Chris asked.
"You are both part white lighter and should both have that power." She explained as she peeked over the rock. The demon was no where in sight, so she stood. "I think he's gone."
"Think again." Be'lakor replied from behind them. A dart of light burst out from the palm of his hands, heading at Piper.
On instinct, her hands went out freezing it. Both brothers grabbed Piper and tried to will themselves to orb or whatever it was their mother was talking about. Wyatt had inadvertently done so once, but Chris had never done it before.
Leo paced back and forth in the foyer of the manor, waiting for his family to return, waiting to find out if his youngest son was alright. After realizing that pacing would do him no good, he decided to go call Phoebe and Paige and let them know what was going on. He told them not to worry, though it was awfully hard for them not to. Paige had wanted to get Phoebe and orb to them right away, but he said he wanted to wait and see if he heard anything from Wyatt or Piper first.
When Leo made his way back to the foyer, after using the kitchen phone, he was bombarded with questions, with creatures; Leprechauns, Dwarfs, Fairies, a few Ogres, Nymphs, and an array of other magical creatures.
"Where are the Charmed Sons?" One Leprechaun asked with his Irish accent.
"We heard they've finally returned to protect us all." A Nymph added in.
"Wait, what?" Leo asked. He had no idea what they were all doing in the manor all of a sudden.
"They've come to protect us haven't they?" The Nymph asked.
One of the dwarfs stepped forward. "We've been waiting for someone to help us, but there haven't been any witches strong enough to take on the demons that have been attacking our communities."
"The demon nearly destroyed a whole forest with his fire power. Practically burned it to the ground." Another Nymph said.
"No, but the boys just received their powers, they don't even know how to use them yet." Leo said.
Wyatt, Chris, and Piper formed before them in a swirl of blue light. Neither Wyatt nor Chris knew who was the one that actually orbed, but that wasn't important. What was important is that they were away from the demon, the one trying to kill them.
Chris gazed around in confusion at all the creatures and beings in the manor. He had no idea where they had all come from or what they were even doing in the manor. His eyes finally landed on his father. "What's going on?" He asked him. "Who are all the..."
One of the older dwarfs stepped towards Chris. "You were here the day we had to free the youngest Charmed one from stone." He said. "After the Titans entombed her." Wyatt gave Chris a look, not sure what the dwarf was talking about. Chris had a vague memory of the Titans from the dreams he used to have, but he didn't remember the dwarf at all.
Piper immediately recognized the dwarf. She couldn't place his name, but she knew his face. "You remember that?" She asked him.
"Of course." The dwarf pointed at Chris. "He hasn't aged a day. He actually looks a bit younger than he did before."
"What's he talking about?" Wyatt asked.
Chris was curious too. "Mom?" He starred at his mother, waiting for an answer.
Piper stood speechless, unsure of what to say. "I think that can wait for now." Leo was the one to say. "We have more important things to deal with."
One of the Ogres stepped forward. He looked at Wyatt. "You don't look as powerful as everyone says you are." He said.
Wyatt made a face and a slight gagging noise. "Don't you know how to shower?" He asked as he took a step away.
"You're going to stop the demons aren't you?" A nymph asked.
"Wait, what?" Chris put his hands out in protest. He looked at his mother again. "Mom, we aren't demon hunters. I'm not a demon hunter."
"You used to be." Piper replied.
"What do you mean?" He asked back, his green eyes full of utter confusion. Nothing was making any sense to him.
Leo looked at his wife, wondering how she was going to explain things to their boys about the old future. Piper looked at her boys. "Why don't we talk in the kitchen for a minute." She said. "She turned to Leo. "Will you keep these guys busy?" Leo nodded and she walked to the kitchen, her boys following close behind her.
Chris starred at her, waiting for an answer. She took a deep breath and started explaining. "A few months after Wyatt was born, you can to us from the future, a future that no longer exists. You came to us and manipulated your way into becoming our white lighter. Eventually we learned that you were our son and that you came back to save your brother, your family, and the future. You can from a dark place and you just wanted to change it, to make things right. So, with our help we saved Wyatt and saved the future. Your father and I always thought that we'd raise you boys in the manor and grow old here. We thought that we would teach you how to practice magic in this house and that someday you would take over in our place, fighting for the greater good. That didn't exactly happen though." She said. Piper reached under the kitchen sink, pulling out a first aid kit. Even with all the changes inside of the manor, at least the first aid kit was where she had left it all those years ago.
"Because you...WE had to leave San Francisco?" Wyatt assumed.
"Yes." Piper answered.
Chris thought back to the dreams he had had when he was in high school. "So I really fought demons with you, Phoebe, and Paige?" He thought about the dark place that was in his dreams. His brother was a menace there who destroyed the city, but he himself helped as many people as he could. He saved a lot of people from his brother. He used magic to save the future, to save his family. He assumed it would feel good to help people, but probably not under the circumstances he was in because of the chaos his evil brother had caused.
Piper tended to Chris' hand and shoulder wound as best as she could. He winced a little at the pain, but contained himself quite well. "You did. You got yourself in a lot of trouble sometimes and really got on our nerves when you came to the past, but you did a lot of good things and you were taught well. You were pretty skilled with your powers and just as stubborn as you are now." Piper replied.
"I wouldn't picture Chris being any other way." Wyatt joked.
Chris nudged Wyatt on the shoulder. "Thanks!" He said sarcastically. He eyed his mother. "So what are we supposed to do? I mean about magic?"
"Well, magic was meant to be a big part of your life." Piper replied, though she hated to admit it. "If we hadn't have faked our deaths, you would be using magic everyday, fighting evil and helping innocent people. I think that before you make any quick judgments, you should at least learn about it and get a taste for what kind of powers you have." Piper could hardly believe the words that were coming out of her own mouth. When she was an active witch, she used to complain about wanting a normal life at times. Here she was now, telling her boys to try and accept the fact that maybe they weren't normal.
"I guess it might not hurt to learn about it." Chris admitted.
"Well, that might have to wait. We should probably help the guys out in the other room." Piper said.
"Yeah, who are they? Where did they come from?" Wyatt asked curiously.
"I think I saw some fairies, dwarves, an ogre, leprechauns, and even some nymphs. They live in the Enchanted realm, but I can explain all of that later. You boys have a lot to learn." Piper replied to her oldest son.
They have Chris back, but now it seems the magical community is in chaos. Chris is slowly (very slowly) starting to come around to magic. Let me know your thoughts...thanks!
