So, since I'm taking a break from my revision, I thought I would put this chapter up for you. I hope you enjoying as much as I enjoyed writing in.

Thank you again to all those who reviewed the other chapter, especially to m&m who I couldn't reply to personally.

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Changed Fate Pt 10

The Brothers Duel

2028

Chris waited in his office for the appearance from his youngest aunt. He was actually fairly surprised to see her, he never expected his brother to let one of the past Charmed Ones to come to the future, not one that was still alive anyway.

As black-orbs appeared in the room, he could not help but allowed a smile to appear on his face.

"Hey daddy," his little girl smiled as her orbs materialised into herself, her brother and Paige, "We've got her for you and I threw the potion like you said."

"Good girl," Chris smiled, as he crouched down to her level, he could not help but smile to see his son's hand still held tightly onto the girl's, "Kayla, sweetie, why don't you take your brother to your mom. I'm sure she's getting lonely while I'm doing work."

"Ok," his daughter nodded her head and then turned to her brother, "C'mon boo."

"Dada," the little boy shook his head and pointed up to Chris, "Dada."

The 23-year-old could not help but pick up his son, he had a soft spot for both his children and both for different reasons. Kayla because she was his baby girl, he felt more protective over and his son because he would be the one to take over Chris' place when he was old enough.

"You go to mommy, ok," Chris now looked down at the seven-year-old girl, "Leo can stay with me."

With a nod of her head, Kayla's form was surrounded by black and purple lights as she transported to her mother.

"Leo?" Paige tilted her head to her youngest nephew, "You named him after your dad."

"Leonardo Cooper," Chris nodded his head, even though he was evil, it did not stop him from feeling some remorse for his father and uncle too, after all they were both killed before his conversation, "The little girl's named Kayla Phoebe."

It was then that Paige saw something in Chris' eyes that she did not expect to see, sadness, but it was gone as quickly as it came, as Chris remembered what she was here for.

"What are you doing here?" the brunette Halliwell looked at his youngest aunt, "Why did you come, where's Wyatt?"

"Like I'm going to tell you that," Paige shook her head, "You're not going to kill your brother, Chris, I won't allow it."

"I've killed the rest of my family," Chris shrugged his shoulders, "Except for two of your children. You came with Hope and you met your son just a few moments ago, am I right?"

"Why did you kill them?"

"They were getting in the way," Chris' voice was cold and hard, something that Paige never thought she would hear from her youngest nephew, "Now where is Wyatt and his Phoenix? Still in the past?" Chris stopped as he narrowed his eyes at the Witchlighter, "In the future, so you were a decoy then. Where in the future?"

Before he could find out, a ripple formed in the air and formed into his friend.

"Can't you see I'm busy?" Chris looked at Jackson, "And why aren't you in the past?"

"I've got news," Jackson explained to his friend, "Your brother and the Phoenix are in the future…"

"I know that already."

"But there's more," the demon continued, "Bianca is pregnant with the Twice Blessed's child."

He was met with two sets of eyes, as both Chris and Paige looked at him in shock.

"What!"

2019

"Hey baby," a young girl purred at the 14-year-old Chris as he sat with his friends at the house party, "Care to dance?"

"I don't dance." Chris shook his head at the blonde haired girl, laughing slightly at how drunk she was. The girl sat on his knee and pushed her body close to the brunette.

"Aww, c'mon," she said seductively, "We don't have to dance here, we can go up to a room and you can have a private little dance."

The Halliwell's eyes narrowed, as he glanced down her top, the temptation was there but at the moment he was waiting to see if Brooke would turn up.

"I'm waiting on someone," he said, "Come back to me in about an hour to find out if she's come."

Once the girl was gone, Chris turned to his demon friend who was laughing at him.

"How is it, you're 14 and you're getting all the girls throwing themselves at you?" Jackson asked as Chris just shrugged his shoulders.

"It must be because I'm Charmed."

While the rest of his friends just thought he was joking around, Jackson knew different and knew he was serious, he was Charmed it was no joke, just a play on words.

"So, you're waiting for Brooke?" one of his other friends asked him, "You know, I think it's pretty late for her now, like her 'rents will let her out."

"Like she'll listen to her parents," Chris shook his head, "They're her foster parents, she never listens to them."

2028

Once again, Paige felt herself being thrown onto the hard floor of the dark cell that was now officially hers until Chris had decided what to do with her. He could not kill her, not just yet anyway, her powers had come in handy, especially her new power of phasing that she had not yet received.

The brunette Halliwell stood on the other side of her cell, as the door was locked, his four-year-old son still in his arms.

"Get her out," he ordered his demons, pointing at the future version of Paige's eldest daughter, "And bring her here."

As the demons did as they were ordered, Paige and Henry both realised what was going to happen. They did not need to know what Chris was really like to know what he would do. He did not like traitors, they never survived.

Chris handed his son to Jackson before conjuring at athame and walking over to his cousin, as fear filled her chocolate eyes.

"No, wait," Hope tried to pull away but the demons were holding onto her too tightly, they were too strong for her, "I didn't mean to, I…everything…Chris, please…"

"Say hello to your sister for me," he smirked as he stabbed the athame into her stomach, and it was not just any athame, it was a power stripping athame. As he body died, her powers flew through the athame and then into himself.

Feeling the extra powers wash over him, he smirked with closed eyes as he realised just what one of the 19-year-old's powers were. Opening his eyes, he looked straight at one of his demons, one that was of not much use to him. Holding out his hand, fire shot from his fingers and the demon was vanquished in flames. The rest of the demons backed away from him, wondering if they were going to be next, but Chris just turned to face his only living cousin.

"You never said your sister was a pyrokinetic."

"I'd have thought you had realised when Haley had the power of cryokinesis," Henry shook his head with a slight laugh, "They were always opposites."

Angry at what Henry has said and the way he had said it, Chris held his hand out, using the pyrokinesis against him, but it missed Henry who had ducked out of the way.

"Christopher Perry Halliwell!" Chris was stopped in his tracks at the sound of his wife's voice, "What have I said about killing in front of our son before his bedtime? It excites him far too much!"

Chris looked at Brooke and then at his four-year-old who was laughing and clapping in Jackson's arms.

"But he likes it," Chris rolled his green eyes, "See, it always keeps him calm."

"Keeps him calm!" Brooke groaned, "I'm never going to get him to sleep now."

"Well, I'll get him to sleep," the Halliwell told his wife, walking over to her and taking her hands, "Is Kayla in bed?" when he saw a nod of her head, he smiled, "Well, you get yourself in bed. I'll put Leo down and then I'll join you, ok?"

Sighing, the auburn haired girl nodded her head before walking back out of the dungeons. Chris looked at baby Leo and smiled slightly, he really was going to have trouble getting him to sleep now though, Brooke was right.

"She'll be in the dungeons," Bianca spoke to Wyatt, "He'll keep her there like he did with you."

The Twice Blessed nodded his head, he remembered those dungeons, he had been kept in there for over a year, or so, he had been told. Never seeing daylight, he did not know exactly how long it was, he just knew by the end of it, if Bianca and Henry had not have saved him, he would have given up the fight and joined Chris' side.

"Do you remember how to get in there without Chris knowing?"

"Shimmering," Bianca nodded, "Any demonic form of transportation is allowed into the dungeons, although we would have to be quick to get her out."

"Why?" Prue now joined in with the conversation, "I mean, if he doesn't sense the shimmering."

"The rest of the powers Wyatt will need to use to break Paige out," the Phoenix explained, looking at Wyatt again, "Remember, Henry set the alarms off."

Nodding his head, Wyatt began to make a plan of action in his head, he needed this to be perfect, he needed to get Paige back to the past, nothing could happen to her, not yet anyway.

Meanwhile, the Paige from the past was sat with her back to the wall, her arms wrapped around her body. It was so cold in here.

"It gets easier you know," Henry called out to his mother, with a soft smile, "You get used to the cold."

"How long have you been here then?" Paige asked, wondering how anybody could get used to the cold, especially when the whole place was damp.

"Not long," Henry shook his head, "I slipped up after Wyatt went to the past and got myself caught."

"How long exactly?"

"A few months," Henry pointed out, "At least I think, anyway. It's hard to tell with no daylight to judge from."

A few months? Paige thought to herself, how could he have been here for a few months, Wyatt had only been in the past for a week or so. Something was telling Paige that their spell had gone slightly wrong, but that would mean Chris' spell was slightly wrong too. She laughed to herself as she thought of the one thing Leo always told them, Time travel's messy.

Hearing a ripple in the air, the mother and son looked in the direction to see Bianca and Wyatt materialise.

"Wy…" Paige started as she stood up, but the Twice Blessed put his finger to his lips to tell her to stay quiet.

"Stand back." He ordered both his aunt and cousin and walked to the middle of the two cells, looking between them. Straight away he began to use his power of molecular combustion to blow up the locks on both of the cells, but it was taking time

"C'mon Wyatt, we don't have long." Bianca said as the alarms sounded to warn Chris that his cells were being tampered with. There were only five people that could open the cells without the alarms going on, himself, Brooke, his children and Jackson.

The Phoenix looked around as demons shimmered into the room, while Wyatt still attempted to open the cages, but it was still not working.

"Ok, you two need to stand way back." Wyatt warned them, he had a new idea.

"Wyatt!" Bianca called out, as she fought the demons back so they could not attack Wyatt.

The Twice Blessed looked around, but there was nothing he could do, not while he needed to get the aunt from the past out of here. With a wave of his hand, he sent the two cell doors flying sideways, taking out other cells in the process. With a triumphant smile, he looked at the two, who stared at him in disbelief.

"How…" Henry started, but saw Wyatt shake his head.

"No time," Wyatt shook his head, now turning to face the demons that his Phoenix girlfriend was facing, "Help me."

Straight away, Wyatt began to blow up the demons around him, until they all seemed to shimmer out.

"Did you do that?" Wyatt looked at Bianca, who was shaking her head, "Did the baby do that?"

"I did that," A voice sounded throughout the whole dungeons, so nobody knew where it was coming from, but everybody knew who it was. Wyatt caught where his brother was and watched as he closed in on them, "I knew you'd come eventually and I see you have your powers back. You figured a way of unbinding them, then."

"All with the Power of Four." Wyatt smirked at his younger brother, but Chris did not seem so surprised, which confused Wyatt slightly.

"You know, it's been a while since we last fought," Chris sighed, "And since you have your powers back, how about we duel to the death."

"I'll never kill you Chris." Wyatt shook his head.

"Too bad," the younger Halliwell tilted his head, "Because I'll kill you," Chris formed an energy ball in his hand, "And your girl."

Without even looking at her, Chris threw the energy ball at the Phoenix, but looked when he saw it do nothing to her, just make her stumble back slightly.

"What?" Chris frowned slightly as he realised what it was. Angrily, he waved his hand and sent her away in a cloud of black and purple orbs.

"Where did you just send her, Chris?" Wyatt asked in a panic.

"I guess you'll have to fight me and find out," the younger of the two smirked, "But don't worry, she's not dead, I want to kill her in front of you."

With a wave of his arm, Wyatt was sent flying telekinetically into a wall, through some cell bars.

In pain, the Twice Blessed looked up at his aunt and cousin.

"Get her out of here," Wyatt told Henry, "Get her back to the past."

Even though he knew the 17-year-old cousin would not want to do this, both Henry and Paige were surrounded in white and blue lights and were gone, leaving Wyatt and Chris to fight alone.

"We have to go back for him," Paige said, the minute their orbs materialised, "We can't leave him there."

"No," Henry shook his head, "You have to go back to the past, if you die before you're meant to it could cause more damage than what has already happened."

"But, Henry…" Paige started although she was not going to get through to her son, he was too stubborn, just like her and his father.

"You go back to the past," Henry nodded, "I need to find Bianca and then get back to Wyatt. He'll be ok though, with his powers, he'll at least be able to get Chris into check."

Reluctantly, the older Witchlighter nodded her head and looked at the wall.

"Do you know the spell to get back there?"

"Course," Henry nodded his head, "If you can draw the triquetra."

Chris crashed into a wall and grunted as pain shot through his body. His brother had doubled his powers since the last time they had fought with powers. The blows were a lot heavier. The younger Halliwell got up and stared at his brother, as he shot fire from his hands, he knew his new power would come in handy at some point.

Wyatt ducked out of the way of the powers as his eyes grew wide, since when did he had the power of pyrokinesis?

While on the floor, Wyatt flicked his wrists in hope of using his molecular combustion to injure Chris slightly, at least enough to orb out of this place, but it did nothing to him.

The evil brother just laughed as his eyes narrowed, "Did you think it was going to be that easy? I know what you're thinking, Wyatt."

Telepathy. His brother had the power of telepathy. Great, that was just great, what else did he have. Chris had stolen so many powers of the years, the Twice Blessed had no idea what he was fighting against, but his powers had been strengthened by three, Chris had no idea what he was fighting either.

The brunette held his hands out, as a black beam shot out from his hands, just in the nick of time, Wyatt held out his own hands allowing his telekinesis to hold the beam back. The black beam seemed to stop in midair, as neither brother backed down from the fight. Wyatt may not have wanted to kill Chris, but he did need to weaken him.

As the powers shot around the dungeon, the walls shook and the cells' bars fell down.

Soon the two children of Piper Halliwell felt themselves flying backwards, both crashing into walls as the powers blew up in between them, taking out every single cell in the dungeon.

Wyatt was the first one to get up, and walked over to his brother, who laid on the floor, a metal beam through his body. The Twice Blessed looked at him, part of him wanted to just leave, with Chris dead it would make it easier for good to finally win, but he was his brother. He went to the past to save him, so he did not have to kill him. The blonde Halliwell grabbed the metal pole and pulled it out of his brother's stomach, causing Chris to call out in pain, and then healed him.

Their eyes met, brown meeting green, as Wyatt saw for the first time in his life, Chris looking thankful, but it did not last long as Chris waved his arm and sent Wyatt flying backwards just as black-orbs filled the room. The brunette looked over to see his daughter, in her PJs, looking at her father through tired green eyes.

"Daddy?"

"Go back to bed sweetie." Chris spoke to her, but it was too late she was looking around the dungeons, her eyes growing wide as she saw the state it was in.

"What's happened?" she asked, looking at her father with worry.

"Don't worry," Chris shook his head as he could hear Wyatt getting up, "Go back up to bed and make sure Leo stays in bed too. Don't come down here ok? I'll come up to you when I'm finished."

With a nod of her head, Kayla black-orbed back out of the room, so Chris could pay his full attention to his brother.

"You have a daughter?" Wyatt looked at him, frowning slightly, as he stood back up, "I never knew…"

"There's a lot you don't know," Chris told Wyatt in a cold voice. He rose his arm, about to wave it again, but decided against it as he heard his son calling for him in his head, "You're lucky this time," Chris spoke as he clicked his fingers so Bianca would appear, "Don't think I'll let you go the next time," Chris began to make his way out of the dungeons, but then turned back to his brother, "And it'll be sooner than you think."

With that, Chris was gone, leaving Wyatt to wonder just what he meant. How soon would their next fight be?

2019

Chris climbed back into his room, through the bedroom window, thinking he had gotten away with sneaking out. However, he was mistaken as the bedroom light turned on to show Leo sat there waiting for him.

The brunette rolled his eyes as he realised he was well and truly busted, by the one person he never wanted to disappoint.

"How long?" Chris asked straight away, he was not going to try and justify why he was out so late, he dad would know, plus he would be able to smell the smoke and alcohol on him.

"How long what?" Leo asked, his voice stern as he spoke to his son.

"How long am I grounded?"

"Would you listen if I grounded you?" Leo asked him, folding his arms. When Chris did not answered him, Leo sighed, "Chris, what's going on in that head of yours. Why are you doing this? Sneaking out, causing trouble, this whole rebelliousness towards your mother?"

"Why did you bind my powers?" Chris answered the question with a question and saw in Leo's eyes that he was sorry for what had happened.

"We had to," Leo explained, "For your own safety."

"My own safety?" Chris laughed, shaking his head in disbelief, "You and mom are constantly going on about demon attacks and you bind my powers for my safety? Without powers I can't defend myself if a demon does attack. I have to rely on spells and potions, which aren't as easy like just a wave of my hand."

Even though the ex-Elder knew his youngest son was right, he could not give him the potion to unbind his powers, he knew it was for his safety, to stop him from turning evil.

A sudden sound of crashes from the attic interrupted their conversation as both males looked up.

"You stay here," Leo told his son, "I'll go and get your mother."

Leo rushed out of the room, leaving Chris to narrow his eyes. Usually he did what his father had told him, but right now he was in no mood to listen to anybody and followed his mom and dad up to the attic to find out what was going on.

2028

"What happened?" Brooke looked to her husband as he black-orbed into their bedroom. When the alarms went off, Chris was straight out of the bed without an explanation, so now he was going to give him one.

"Wyatt came like I thought he would."

"Did you kill him?" when she saw the Halliwell shake his head, her amber eyes narrowed, "Why not?"

"You know something," Chris laughed slightly, "He had a chance to kill me, or at least leave me for dead, and you know what he did? He healed me."

"So, you knew he would do that," Brooke explained to the male, "He will never kill you Chris, but why didn't you kill him."

"Leo was calling for me, that's why," Chris sighed, "Don't worry though, I have a plan."

"Oh really?" the witch rolled her eyes, "What's this wonderful plan?"

"I'm going to take a trip to the past," Chris explained to his wife, "Kill Wyatt's younger self and bring my younger self here."

So, what did you think? Please tell me, as I really want to know how this story is going.