Title:I Am Back
Author: Za Webmaster Authoress

Posted On: January 2nd, 2008
Summary: Time has been turned back, and only Chris remembers what took place. His Shadower self, Sirhc, is determined to break free of his prison inside Chris. And when he finally breaks free, Chris will end up with nothing but more torment. Sirhc knows more than he tells, and visitors from the future and beyond make things even more complicated. In the final installment of the 'Shadower Trilogy', will and power shall be tested and the fate of the universe will be decided. And all of it rests on Chris's final decision. (Sequel to 'I Am Dead')
Rated For: Language, thematic elements, cataclysmic writing, intense emotional rants, some blood/gore, and descriptive scenes of atrocities.
Note: SORRY! Real life called. It's late, my parents will kill me if I'm up any later on a school night, love you all!!

Yes, I know you all have questions! Okay,you'll all find out the clocks, the voice, the Shadowers' individual adventures, Sirhc and Chris' adventure, what's up with Piper and Leo (another twist which shall explain a lot) and promise that Chris/Sirhc will yell at the Halliwells. Any more questiosn, drop me a review and I'll answer'em ASAP through e-mail if you have an account, or in the next chapter if your anonymous.

Chapter 11: Split Up

Chris's emerald eyes snapped open, and he awoke to searing agony all over his body. He bit his lip to stop the cry of pain, squeezing his eyes shut. When his lip began to bleed, he figured it was useless to distract himself from the pain, and he decided to deal with it. He opened his eyes, and was irked to find out that it was dark. Not like night, no, this was the kind of dark that meant you were underground.

It came flooding back to him: the clocks, the indescribable voice, the sparks, and then the blackness. With a frustrated growl at the fact that someone had bested him – something he was sick of, having had it happened once too many times – he held up his hand and a ball of light lit up the once dark cave room. With a groan he pulled himself to his knees and examined the surroundings. The other twelve Shadowers were splayed out on the floor, unconscious.

He looked to Talbot, who was closest to him. He began to shake the winged man, and whispering for him to awake. That failed, and he growled and stood up.

He closed his eyes and used his powers to illuminate the cavern fully, a blinding light.

"WAKE UP!" he screamed.

Some of them jerked awake, but the majority remained unconscious. Nyx, Cadeyrn, Talbot, Raoul, and Sable were the only ones to awake.

"What the blood 'ell happened?" Nyx asked, her accent coming through thick.

"The clocks stopped, a creepy voice, sparks, and then blackness. Ringing any bells?" Cadeyrn asked sarcastically.

"Not liter'ly, thanks for tha' mate." Nyx grinned cheekily.

"Stop flirting, lovebirds, abbiamo ottenuto i problemi grandi!" Talbot snapped.

Nyx muttered something about 'translating making her head hurt' but she otherwise gave no reply.

Petrus awoke a moment later, groggy asked, "Wat gebeurde?"

Chris shook his head, "Answering this question is going to get bothersome. Okay, the clocks stopped, we came here, a voice freaked us all out, the whole place flooded with sparks and we got knocked unconscious, get it?"

"Lo consiguió." Lolita snapped, also awake.

Cadeyrn was getting annoyed. "Can we please speak English? Translating is making my head hurt, and I want to find the bitch that did this."

"How do you know it was a girl?" Nyx asked nonchalantly.

"Either way it works. He's a bitch, she's a bitch, both are very good insults." Cadyern said.

"How are we going to get the others up?" Lolita asked, rolling her 'r's eccentrically and making her accent thick to irk Cadeyrn. It worked, and he growled, but Nyx punched him and he instantly was silenced.

"Save your anger for the one that did this to us." she hissed.

The idea clicked for the awake ones in an instant.

"GET UP!" they roared, which effectively awoke the rest of the Shadowers. After a few minutes of jogging the memories of the others, Talbot re-lit the torches and Chris extinguished his light.

"Who the hell did this?" Maeve demanded.

"We don't know, but we're sure as hell going to find out." Shade growled, "I will not let this bastard make a fool out of us on our own plane without payback."

"Orders?" Nyx demanded, going into soldier mode.

"Petrus, see if you can talk to any spirits for us, see who knows anything. Sable, I want you and Talbot to scout Earth and sense for any unnatural power shifts. Maeve, I want you to scry for the fucking bastard. Nyx and Cadeyrn, you two need to question our Underworld and Underground contacts, see if they know of any rumors going around. Raoul, I need you and Fleur to use your powers to see if you can find out something, anything on this guy. Chris, I want you to get the Charmed Ones, the Elder, and your brother. We may need them. Isis, I want you to check your weapon stock and get out the secret weapons for everyone. Lolita, see if you can find out why the clocks stopped, maybe it'll lead us to the bastard. Airlea, I want you to send out a message to everyone, and I mean everyone in our contact list about a powerful disturbance and the stopping of the clocks-"

"Tick-tock, I don't think so. Let's see the snow!" the voice had returned, it's chillingly child-like voice turning the air to ice.

Snow suddenly poured from the cave's ceiling, and the Shadowers vanished to the above ground.

"How is this happening, Shade?" Airlea asked, her voice low. It was snowing, but the Shadowers sensed that this was normal and not the voice's doing. The Shadower Plane's weather was tied to the emotions' of the Shadowers. And if all of them were pissed off, that meant the weather would not be good.

"I want all of you off of this Plane in the next ten seconds except for Chris and me. Get into small groups, hide and stay hidden. Chris and I will get the sisters, Leo, and Wyatt. GO!" Shade ordered, his mind forming a plan at rapid fire. They did as they were told, splitting up into groups of two or three.

Chris and Shade teleported to where the five intruders were. They were resting by the edge of the forest, dozing off while curled up on the black dirt and using large rocks as pillows.

"Get up, we've got to go." Chris ordered, and they jumped up.

"What the hell is going on, Chris?" Wyatt demanded, his ton of authority returning. He was not used to being in a following position. And he was definitely not used to taking orders from his younger brother.

"I'll tell you when our lives aren't at risk." Chris responded icily, giving a cold look to his family.

"NOW!" Shade barked vehemently when no one moved.

Chris waved his hand, and the seven of them disappeared in a swirl of black smoke.


San Francisco - City's Out Limits, Forest Area

It was night, and a black canvas hid most of the starts. The moon was full, and oddly bright.

Unaccustomed to traveling from plane to plane, the Charmed Ones, Leo, and even Wyatt were a tad out of breath and slightly nauseous.

"Get up, and get moving. We've got to find a way to stop this son of a bitch who did this." Chris growled, his temper short and his mind frantic.

Without warning, Cole appeared, three potions in hand. He tossed one at Chris, and slipped the other two in his pocket. Chris cried out in agony, and was suddenly overwhelmed with the sensation that he was on fire. The burning switched to raw, inconsceviable agony from the sensation that a thousand knives were being dug into his skin. His heart felt as if ice was surrounding it, and his head exploded with unfathomable pain. Darkness and bright lights flashed in his sight, but no amount of screaming he did numbed the pain.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" Shade roared, grabbing Cole by his collar and slamming him into a tree.

"I used a potion to separate the Shadower and Chris."

Shade paled, horror striking into his eyes and facial expression, "You did what?" he whispered, his voice low and shocked.

"I used a potion to separate the Shadow and Chris!" repeated Cole, though a tad more impatiently.

Shade dropped Cole without a word, and turned to the screaming boy. Chris was on his knees, hands flat against the dewy grass. The others watch silently, Wyatt, Paige, and Phoebe in horror, while Piper and Leo were impassive.

Chris let out a final scream of unbearable pain, before a shadow suddenly ripped itself from Chris. Chris, memories resurfacing, put one hand up, and the shadow formed a copy of himself, Sirhc's hand flat against Chris's. When Sirhc was fully formed, and Chris's features returned to what they had been so long ago, they both collapsed into a accidental hug.

They were barely conscious, aching pain making their vision hazy and their minds numbed. Shade knelt by their sides, shaking them awake.

"By the shadows, are you two alright?" Shade asked, genuine concern and fear dripping in his voice.

"No." they both managed to rasp out. Shade gently helped them into sitting positions, back-to-back of each other. They closed their eyes, gasping for air in hopes of relieving the pain.

Shade smiled softly and smoothed their hair before standing up abruptly and turning to Cole.

"I'm being very calm. Very, very calm," he hissed, his voice low but so dangerous it chilled even Wyatt, "Because those two are nearly unconscious, in pain, and they're psyches are so vulnerable right now it's not even remotely amusing. So I suggest you tell meexactly what you did."

Cole was unflinching, accustomed to acting unafraid for the sake of others, or in this case, himself.

"I put wormwood, black poppy, feather of a crow, blood of a darklighter, jasmine, rosemary, cedar, bay, Saint-John's-wort, lemon, and mint in the potion. I used three black candle, two white, one green, and I used Runic Talisman charm to ensure good luck and purification." Cole said hastily. He didn't expect any severe side effects, with all the luck he mixed in with the potions AND the ceremonial insurance.

"There are fucking BAD side effects you idiot!" Shade hissed, his telepathy kicking in, "Those two are going into a coma! And until they rejoin, they're going to be in pain, they'll lose half their powers, will be unable to teleport without each other nearby or at the destination they wish to orb to, they'll lose all sensing abilities except in the cases of one another, and so much worse." his voice was deadly quiet, but the power in his eyes was unmistakable. The air was thick with tension and power, just waiting for a spark to blow it all up.

"What can we do?" Phoebe asked nervously.

Shade whipped his head to her, eyes narrowed and still filled with anger and unfathomable power, "We wait."


Sirhc and Chris

Sirhc and Chris were standing tall as spirit-like figures. They were semi-transparent, intangible, and no one could hear or talk to them. Their bodies were still, eyelids closed and skin paler than usual.

"What do we do?" Chris asked softly.

"We find out what we can while we can. We're pretty much useless until we're out of this coma. So we might as well find out why the clocks have stopped, why the hell that's fucking important, who turn's Wyatt, and who the hell messed with the Shadowers." Sirhc replied, seething at this new predicament.

"Then I guess we'd better get started." Chris commented, and the duo both smirked, devilish and yelling that the two of them would be a force to reckon with, even if they were in comas.


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