Note: Chris from the fture is called Christopher because he doesn't want to confuse little him, so he made a small sacrifice, and he won't be there all the time anyway, because he's a ghost.

Beastspeach:

Human speech: "…"

Thoughts: '…'

Telepathy: #…#

The Discovery of Magic

Chapter Eleven: Energy Snack

Haliwell Manor, Wyatt, Leo, and Phoebe:

"Okay, guys. So what do we know?" Phoebe asked.

"We know that Mom, Aunt Paige, some whitelighter, Chris, and Buddy are all in Chris's lair. We know that Chris can freeze, and his other powers. We know that, well, correction, we don't know, but we have reason to believe that Chris's whitelighter is a girl. We know he's got the book of shadows, so we are assuming there is some kind of demon after him. We know that we can't trace him. We know that they aren't in the underworld, and we know that Christopher is not going to help us." Wyatt listed.

"Great." Leo muttered. "What do we know that is actually any use?"

"Uhh…" Wyatt thought for a second. "Nothing."

Leo sighed again. "Time to get out the scrying bowl again. Wyatt, I'm going Up There to see what the Elders know."

"Right, dad. I'll just do the spell and me and Aunt Phoebe will try to figure it out."

Leo nodded, and orbed out.

Wyatt grabbed the scrying bowl.

"Entwined with spirit, spirit I see

Waters are mirrors, but don't reflect me

Ripples will smooth, waters will move,

A vision to me, of Chris is will see."

The bowl showed Chris, and Piper on one side of the table. On the other side of the table, they could only see the backs of two peoples head, who they assumed were Paige and his whitelighter. They were all communicating, it seemed, but none of them were speaking. They were moving their arms and their expressions were frequently changing, as if they could hear something that Wyatt could not.

Chris waved his hand, and a bowl came whizzing over to him telekinetically. The whitelighter seemed to be saying something to him, because he rolled his eyes, and orbed out of the scene for a second. A moment later he reappeared with the book of shadows in his hands. There was a triumphant smirk on his face, as he began to flick through the pages, eventually stopping on a fierce ugly looking creature. Wyatt read over his shoulder. "The Wardemon." Chris's fingers skimmed over the page, stopping on several vanquishing potions and spells.

Eventually, he nodded, slamming the book shut. He held out his hand, and flicked his wrist and a piece of paper and a pen came zooming towards him, and he began to write down the vanquishing process.

Once he had done that, he handed the paper around for the others to look at.

Piper nodded, standing up.

Chris's Lair, Chris, Piper, Paige, Prue and Buddy:

#Mom? Can we fight the Wardemon now please?#

#What? Oh…#

#Pipe, we should let him. If he's in any danger, I can orb him away, I'm his whitelighter.#

Piper still looked reluctant, but agreed grudgingly. #Alright.#

#wait, Chris, can you get me that bowl?#

#Why don't you get it yourself, Aunt Paige?#

#Just get it, will you?# Chris waved his hand, and the bowl came flying towards him.

#So, why do you want it?#

#No reason, just to test you.#

# You people are so annoying.#

#I know,# agreed Prue. #Isn't it fun?#

Chris rolled his eyes. #No.#

Before the argument got out of hand, Piper interjected. #Chris, if we're going to finght to Wardemon, we need the Book of Shadows, which you hid#

Chris just grinned, orbing out.

He had actually hidden the book right in front of their noses, in the manr. Well, not quite under their noses, but close enough to be funny. It had been sitting on the floor of his bedroom all along.

It took him a few seconds to disable the alarms that Leo, Phoebe and Wyatt had set up, and he dispelled them with a simple spell.

"Now you feel me, now you don't,
Alarms detect me, no, they won't."

He grabbed the book of Shadows, and with a triumphant smirk on his face, he orbed back into his lair.

He began to flick through the pages, observing the demons as he did so.

Finally he came to a familiar page. The Wardemon. The picture of the demon was rather straightforward. He looked rather like a normal person, with shoulder length scraggly grey hair, and a trench coat like Neo from the Matrix. Chris mumbled under his breath as he read through the page, making a mental note of the potions and spells. Literally. He sent the information through a mind link, telling his other and Aunts to remember it.

Eventually, he came to the end of the page, and nodded his head slightly to the mental question from his mother. #Yes,# he told her, closing the book shut, and sending it to the other end of the table with a flick of his hand, and at the same time drawing to him a sheet of paper and a pen.

#Okay, did you remember what I told youse?#

#You.# corrected Paige, then, #Yes.#

#Okay. Potions, first please,#

Paige listed off all that Chris had told her, and Chris wrote it down with an incredible speed. In turn, all the Haliwell sisters told him their parts of the vanquishing process that they had been told to remember, Chris tweaking it here and there. Eventually, he sat back satisfied, and read it over again.

#Wanna look?#

#Sure,# three voices sent back, and Chris passed the modified vanquish ritual around.

#Mom, do you want to start on the potion? Aunt Paige, Aunt Prue, and I can try to come up with a better spell.#

#Yes, that one is a little strange,# she agreed, nodding.

Once Piper had gone off to a side room to make the vanquishing potion, Paige, Prue and Chris sat around the table brainstorming, both aloud and silently. Aloud, tey were discussing ways to summon the demon, without provoking an attack, while silently they were creating a vanquish spell.

"Well, we could always use a spell," Prue said, while sending, #How about we start with… This demon turned warlock, we condemn you to death,#

"A spell is always a good idea, Aunt Prue, but we need to write a spell as well." Chris agreed. #Nope, won't work. The demon did not turn warlock, he just parades as one.. How about, One who show the world false face,#

#Lose you life and the eternal race# "How about Wardemon, we call you here,"

"to vanquish you we need you near."

#Be vanquished now, do no more wrong,#

"Come to our circle, show you to me," #For now and ever, you be gone.#

"By all the powers, blessed be." concluded Chris.

#Perfect!# "Perfect!"

"You know Chris, you really have a talent for this," Prue smiled at him, making him flush faintly.

Piper came back out, two vials in her hands. #Throw the blue one the moment he gets here,# "And the red one after you've said the spell."

"Right," #Mom#.

Then they got to work.

Prue drew a circle on the floor in chalk, and standing on the outside of it and holding hands, they said the spell.

"Wardemon, we call you here,
to vanquish you we need you near,
Come to our circle, show you to me,
by all the powers, blessed be"

There saw a swirling vortex of colour and darkness, before a dark light descended into the circle, and revealed the smirking face of the of the Wardemon.

"Quick, the potion!" said Prue, at the same time thinking, #Hold onto the potion. Attack with one of your other powers for the moment.#

"I'm on it!" Paige replied, throwing a vial of water with blue die in it at the demon. #It's such fun to play with the demon's mind!# she sent gleefully, feigning shock when the 'potion' didn't work.

"Guys," she muttered out of the side of her mouth. The demon thought that she thought that he couldn't hear her, but Paige knew that he thought that she thought that he couldn't hear.

"What?" Chris muttered back. #I love tricking these demons, it's all I can do to not burst out laughing.# he exclaimed internally.

#You'd better not, young man!# Piper admonished.

"The vanquish potion didn't work. Chris, freeze him." #Send him to the wall.#

#Got it.# Chris raised his hand, preparing to flick the Wardemon into the wall. He flicked his wrist, jarring the joint and for a brief second, didn't look to see what had happened, until he heard a moan of agony, and a sizzling sound. He looked up, and realised that he had fired an energy ball at the demon, and hit him dead smack in the chest, he gaped for a good few seconds, before Paige stamped on his toe. #THROW THE VANQUISH!#

#Ouch, I'm throwing, I'm throwing!#

#Doesn't look like it,# she grumbled mentally, and Chris threw the potion at the Wardemon, who was engulfed in a blue light.

"One who shows the world false face,
lose life and the eternal race,
be vanquished now, do no more wrong
for now and ever, you be gone!"

Chris chucked the red potion at the demon, and with an ear splitting shriek, the Wardemon flashed out of existence.

Piper scuffed the circle on the floor out, breaking the connection. "Chris, it's time to come home," she told him, placing a hand on his shoulder. Chris sighed. "I suppose it is," he replied, gathering Buddy in his arms. With that he orbed out, and back to the manor.

Haliwell Manor, Wyatt, Leo, and Phoebe:

They had watched the vanquish of the Wardemon with interest, clearly not understanding the underlying meaning of some of the things they said, as they were clearly not doing what they were saying.

"Chris, it's time to come home,"

"I suppose it is," Chris replied, picking up Buddy. Piers hand still touching his flesh, he orbed.

He rematerialised in front of the other three. "Piper! Chris! You're back, you're okay!" Phoebe said, enveloping them in a big hug, much to Chris's surprise.

Buddy, I almost wish I didn't come back.

No, you don't.

You know me to well. And it's not a good thing.

Wyatt looked at his younger brother. He was in three minds about Chris. For one part, he loved Chris as a brother, but another part of the younger boy terrified him. He also held a deep respect for Chris. He had adapted to powers in less that a week, and learnt to use them alll to the best of his ability, though admittedly, without the help of his mother, aunt, and whitelighter, he wouldn't have gotten quite as far.

So, finally deciding, he held out his hand for Chris to shake. The image of the vanquish still on replay in the basin, he stuck out his hand and grinned. "Nice vanquish. Bit confusing, though."

#Ya think?#

Wyatt was surprised, but smiled slyly. "Nice t'lepathy."

"S'not bad, is it?" he agreed pleasantly. He turned to Leo, greeting him coldly. "Hello, Leo."

He orbed out after saying that, leaving Leo looking completely and utterly confused

Paige, who had just orbed in explained. "He thinks that you hate him, so he hates you." Leo looked absolutely mortified, and she added hastily, "But I don't think that he really hates you, he's just pretending."

Leo looked at Phoebe, the resident empath. Since she'd gotten her powers back eleven years ago, they'd been twice as strong.

"H doesn't hate you, he's just hurt," she confirmed

"Peachy." Leo answered, before orbing out as well.

"What's with the emotional guys around here?"

"We are not emotional!" Wyatt retorted, and Phoebe snorted.

"Sure."

Sensing that Leo was gone, Chris came back down. "Chris, you should talk to him, he loves you."

"Doesn't act like it." He answered simply.

"But he does, trust me!"

He sighed. "Whatever. Next time I see him, I'll talk."

"It's all I ask."

Chris looked at Piper with a meaningful look. #Wanna bring back the dead?#

Piper understood, and she grinned widely.

"Hey, Piper, why so glum?" Phoebe asked sarcastically. "You are literally killing me wit your gloom."

"If you knew what I knew…" she said in a sing song voice, while nodding at Chris.

#Oi! Aunt Prue! C'mere.#

#No#

#Why not?#

#Because… what if they don't want me there?#

Chris snorted mentally. #Are you kidding? Course they want you here!# He managed to convince her to come.

"Aunt Phoebe, Wyatt, I'd like you to meet my whitelighter."

Prue orbed in behind him, and it was a split second before Phoebe recognised her. "Prue!" she shrieked. "Is this some kind of joke?"

"No."

"Oh my god! Prue! Hey, why didn't Leo tell us? LEO!"

Leo orbed in before Prue could stop her.

"He didn't know," Prue answered her.

"What didn't I know?" he asked, turning to where the voice came from.

"Prue? What are you doing here?"

"I'm Chris's whitelighter."

THE END