Raw Emotions
Disclaimer: For the eleventh time I do not own Charmed, now stop asking me!
A/N: I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it!
"Wyatt?" Piper asked in a some-what panicky voice. "What about Wyatt?"
"He's calling me." Chris answered with confusion. If Wyatt wanted him, why didn't he just orb in, grab Chris's arm, and orb back out?
"Calling you?" Piper asked with confusion. If Chris's powers were bound then how could he hear Wyatt calling for him. "I thought your powers were bound." She said anxiously. Piper didn't like the sound of this.
"They are." Chris answered shortly, focusing. "He's using the blood-to-blood spell." Chris told her and Piper's eyes widened.
"Oh no." She breathed. Chris had several white orbs around him, threatening to take him away, but Chris was fighting it with everything he had. Piper grabbed Chris's hand, preparing to be summoned away with him.
"Piper," Chris began sharply, his tone softening at Piper's flinch. He had never used that tone with her before and Piper felt her heart sink when he used her name and not 'mom'. "What are you doing?" He asked hurridedly. He couldn't hold the spell off much longer.
"I'm coming with you." Piper said, determined. There was no way that she was going to let her youngest son face her oldest, and slightly crazy, son all by himself. Piper had to protect them, no matter what.
"No way, it's way to dangerous." Chris said, shocked that she would even consider going with him. "Your pregnant, Piper. Anything could happen with Wyatt." Chris reminded her dangerously. He was almost completely gone and there was no way Piper was coming with him.
"But.." Piper started. She stoped, seeing Chris's stubborn look and sighed, letting go of Chris's hand. He smiled at her gratefully. "Good..." Piper started to say to Chris, but he was summoned away before she could finish. "Luck." Piper said to herself sullenly. Taking a deep breath Piper got up and hurried off to go find her sisters.
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Wyatt paced his cave nervously, feeling as though he was going to throw up. He so didn't want to do this. Wyatt really did not want to do this. He was going to torture Chris and Wyatt was ready to cry. He didn't want to do this to his baby brother. Wyatt loves Chris a lot and only wanted what was best for him. And what was best for Chris was to the future with him. Wyatt didn't understand why Chris had to be so damn stubborn about that.
Finally, or to soon, Wyatt's summoning spell worked. Wyatt took a deep breath and erased any sign of anxiety or doubt from his face. Putting on his best mask Wyatt turned to face his prey; his little brother. "Hello, Christopher." Wyatt said commandingly.
Chris's eyes widened at Wyatt's tone, he did not like were this was going. Chris subtly sifted into a fighting stance and prepared for the worst. "Wyatt." Chris greeted coldly, hoping to figure out what Wyatt was up to in time to escape. "What do you want?" Chris asked harshly, trying to stall for time. He wasn't sure what Wyatt was going to do and that was the scariest part.
"What do you think I want?" Wyatt asked acidly. "I want you to rule by my side Chris. And you will. One way or the other." Wyatt answered grimly. Chris's eyes widened at the implication and he paled.
"You wouldn't!" Chris demanded desperately. Before the words even left his mouth Wyatt flicked his hands and chains coiled themselves around Chris's wrists, ankles and waist, chaining him 1 foot above the ground. Chris, attached to the wall, looked at Wyatt with complete fear. "Wyatt?" Chris asked sadly, unable to believe that Wyatt would break his promise to him.
Wyatt had promised that he would never do this to Chris again. Chris threw his head back against the wall. He heard the thunk and felt pain go through him, but he knew it was nothing to what he'd be experiencing in a moment.
Regret filled Wyatt as he watched his brothers panicked eyes and heard the sickening crunch as his head hit the wall. Wyatt knew that this wouldn't end well, but he was determined to see it through this time. Besides, once Chris was by his side he would forgive him, Wyatt knew it.
"I mean it Chris. I want you by my side." Wyatt said dangerously. He took a deep breath, and tried to force himself to start. Chris closed his eyes with fear and pain as a tear made it's way down his face. This was so not good. "Please," Wyatt said desperately, looking up at Chris who's eyes snapped open at the word. "Join me now and all of this will end. Please Chris, all I want is my brother back." Wyatt begged, as unwilling to go through with this as he had been last time.
"All I want is my brother back too Wyatt. Hell why do you think I went through all of this?" Chris demanded, seething anger surging through his veins. "For kicks?" Chris scoffed. Wyatt's eyes darkened at the implication that he stopped being Chris's older brother. He would always love Chris; didn't the fact that he wanted Chris back so badly prove that?
"Please Chris, stop this foolishness and join me!" Wyatt boomed, his voice becoming more demanding every second.
"Not while your evil Wyatt." Chris said bravely, but with a waver in his voice. "I'm sorry." He said sincerely. Chris wouldn't be evil, no matter what.
"Then I'm sorry too." Wyatt said sincerely and Chris nodded, accepting his statement. Wyatt bit his lower lip and sighed. "Get ready." He warned quietly, still hoping that Chris would join him so that he could chicken out and not have to go through with this.
Chris nodded and tensed, squeezing his eyes shut. Chris gulped and waited with fear.
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"Leo!" Piper called in the attic. She had found Phoebe and Paige, but now she needed her husband... her ex-husband... whatever.
Leo orbed in immediately, knowing better then to hold Piper off while she's pregnant. "What is it?" Leo asked worriedly as he saw the panicked looks on everyones faces.
"Wyatt took Chris. We have to save him." Piper answered guiltily, feeling as though the whole situation had been her fault. She was Wyatt's mother. She shouldn't have let him turn evil in the first place. And, maybe, if she had been nicer to him when he got here then he would still be here and so would Chris.
Leo's mouth dropped open in shock. He nodded his head determinedly and asked, "What do you need me to do?"
"Leo I want you to sense for them." Piper began, ready to take charge of the situation. Leo nodded and walked over to a more secluded part of the attic. "Paige you look through the book," Piper continued. Paige nodded and ran over to the book. " And Phoebe, I want you to try to come up with some kind of summoning spell." Phoebe nodded, got a pen and pad of paper and walked over to the couch.
"What are you going to do?" Phoebe called to her oldest sister over her shoulder.
"I'll scry for them." Piper answered determinedly, getting out a map and crystal.
Paige started flipping through the book aggressively, not sure there was anything they could do to help Chris. If only they could see him, maybe they could find out were he was... Paige gasped as her eyes lit up.
"What?" Piper asked excitedly having thought that Paige found something in the book.
"The potion." Paige explained. "The one the demon gave us. We haven't used it yet so why not use it now. Maybe we'll recognize something." Paige said assuredly as she ran over to the potions cupboard to find the potion.
"Of course." Piper said, smacking herself on the head for not thinking of that herself. "I'll get a bowl." She said turning to run down the stairs.
"I've already got one." Paige answered, smashing the potion excitedly and looking into it's contents as her family huddled around her.
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Wyatt sighed and resigned himself to his task. Taking a deep breath he flicked his wrist and allowed fire to consume Chris's body.
Chris felt the raging heat around him and tried his hardest to stay still and be perfectly quiet. He was surprised that Wyatt was starting with his fire. That meant that he was going easy on Chris. Chris wasn't sure whether to feel relieved or anxious.
Wyatt held his hand up and allowed the flames to increase in heat and intensity. He kept his face stone cold and forced the flames harder, not willing to stop until he had elicited a scream from Chris.
The fire raged around Chris's body and Chris could feel every inch of his flesh being burned, then renewed, then burned again. The fire was slowly eating at his skin, making it bubble and turn into a boiling wax like liquid. Chris's blood boiled to unbearable temperatures and his mouth went bone dry. He could feel the fire going inside his body and charring his bones, turning them to ash. Chris could feel the ash-like bones dropping and felt the intensity of his bones growing back, only to be put through the same process. The heat was too much and the pain was killing him. Chris's breathing increased to before he finally gave in and screamed.
Wyatt flinched, hearing Chris's tortured screams and stopped the fire immediately. Wyatt hoped that Chris would just give in. Wyatt didn't like this anymore then Chris did. Chris fell limp in his chains, panting heavily and holding back any and all tears. He couldn't believe that Wyatt was really doing this.
"Join me." Wyatt said in his deep, commanding voice. Chris's throat was so parched, and his skin felt so dry. He felt as though if he moved an inch he would break and crumble like a rock slide. Chris tried to control his breathing, but was unable to stop himself from breathing a little faster them normal.
Wyatt sighed, seeing that he would have to push Chris farther if he expected Chris to join him. Closing his eyes regretfully Wyatt allowed blasts of biting cold wind to wrap around Chris's body waiting for the screams to start again.
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Piper gasped as she watched Wyatt coldly torture Chris. Tears ran down her face as she watched Chris, bravely, try to hold back his screams, only to break down in the end.
Piper turned, unable to watch any longer, and sobbed against Leo's chest. He wrapped his arms around her and looked away as well, feeling ready to throw up.
Phoebe continued to watch and cried the tears that Chris wouldn't allow to escape. Tears of unbearable pain. Phoebe grabbed Paige's hand and embraced her while she cried.
Leo looked down at Piper worriedly. He was worried for Chris's safety, but he was also worried for his wife's state. She was, and rightfully so, devastated. However, if she kept crying like that she might have a panic attack, or worse, if she wasn't having one already.
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Chris felt his body temperature drop dramatically and felt sick. He had just gone from fever temperature to frost bite temperature in a matter of seconds and Chris gagged, trying not to vomit. The cold air bit into his skin and Chris felt himself being encased in icy wind. The ferocity of the wind was intense and was smacking every part of Chris. His face was wiped side to side and the rest of him dangled uselessly. Chris let out a cry of pain as the wind snapped his head back against the wall behind him. Hard enough to draw blood, but not hard enough to knock him out, unfortunately.
Wyatt watched as Chris writhed under Wyatt's wind storm and felt horrible. Wyatt closed his eyes and looked away from his brothers pain, unable to watch, and unable to admit that he was the one causing Chris's pain. Hearing a loud bang and Chris cry out, Wyatt quickly stopped the torture and looked at Chris's head worriedly, it was leaking blood but he was still conscious.
"Wyatt..." Chris began desperately wanting to plead and beg him to stop. Chris couldn't and he closed his mouth with a chocked, and silenced, sob. "Help me." He whispered quietly. So quietly, in fact, he was sure Wyatt didn't hear him.
Wyatt watched Chris's distress with equal pain and tried desperately not to fall for the desperation in Chris's voice. Wyatt had heard his whispered and wanted nothing more then to protect his brother from any and all pain, but the only way for Chris to be totally protected was for him to join Wyatt. Why couldn't he see that. "Damn." Wyatt muttered to himself quietly as he walked up to Chris. Chris flinched in fear and closed his eyes muttering no over and over again. "Chris." Wyatt said gently using Chris's preferred nick name. Chris's eyes snapped onto Wyatt's hopefully. "Chris." Wyatt murmured, feeling his vision blur as tears obscured his vision.
Chris watched Wyatt hopefully, silently begging him for help. Chris felt relief when he saw Wyatt's eyes soften and couldn't believe his luck. It had only been ten minuets this time. Ten excruciating minuets, but only ten minuets none the less.
Wyatt made his mind up quickly and reached his hands towards Chris to heal him. Chris flinched at Wyatt's sudden movement, but relaxed when the healing stared. "Damn it Chris. I only want you to join me."
Once healed, Chris felt his strength return full force and felt anger surge through his body at Wyatt's statement. "What you want!" Chris growled dangerously and Wyatt stepped back, allowing his brother to get it out of his system. "What you want!" Chris repeated incredulously. Something inside of him snapped and all of Chris's anger, desperation, and pain finally came tumbling out. "WHAT YOU WANT! How about what I want Wyatt?! What about me!? What about what I want!? Our entire lives it was always about you. Well WHAT ABOUT ME!?" Chris demanded furiously, struggling against his chains.
"What do you want, Chris?" Wyatt asked softly, surprised that the idea of what Chris wanted had never seriously occurred to him before.
"I want my family back." Chris said brokenly, closing his eyes. "I want my big brother back." Chris said quietly, feeling sadness travel through his body.
"I'm right here Chris." Wyatt said sincerely, and with confusion. "I've always been right here." Wyatt walked a bit closer closing the gap between them.
"Do you even love me anymore Wyatt?" Chris asked, surprised. He hadn't meant to say that and now he wanted to take that back. Chris was terrified to hear the answer.
Wyatt looked at Chris with genuine hurt. "Of course I do." Wyatt answered sincerely. Why did Chris think Wyatt was doing all of this, if not for love?
"Do you even know how to love anymore?" Chris asked wearily, feeling worn out.
"Of course I do." Wyatt answered without confidence. Chris shot him a look and Wyatt answered truthfully, "I don't know." Wyatt didn't like were this conversation had gone. He had been hoping for Chris to go back to the future with him. He had not been hoping for a chick-flick moment.
Chris nodded in understanding. He had expected that although it didn't stop the pain. Chris bit his lower lip, wishing he could cry without feeling pathetic. "I love you Wyatt." Chris said quietly. Wyatt's eyes snapped up to Chris's and they retained eye contact while Chris said, "I always have and I always will. No matter what." Chris said, finally lowering his eyes.
Wyatt squeezed his eyes shut, unable to deal with the level of emotion he was feeling. Wyatt needed to get away from these emotions, from this pain. In that moment Chris finally understood Wyatt. He finally understood why Wyatt had turned evil. "Wyatt are you... like this, so you don't have to feel pain?" Chris asked sadly, already knowing the answer. Wyatt's eyes stayed closed and he remained mute.
Chris nodded, accepting this. "Chris." Wyatt whispered pleadingly. Chris immediately understood what Wyatt was telling him and dropped the conversation without a fight.
Wyatt was ready to explode. Pain was the first emotion he had gotten rid of and he didn't know what to do now. He didn't know if he could breath through his pain, this hole in his heart that was slowly filling and breaking at the same time. His little brother, the brother Wyatt had sworn to protect, lived in a world of pain because of him.
"So," Chris began, clearing his throat and looking at Wyatt. "You gonna torture me again?" He asked softly, finally understanding Wyatt. "I'll understand if you do." Chris said quietly, wondering if he was about to become Wyatt's outlet for his pain.
Without a fight Wyatt snapped his fingers and the chains around Chris disappeared. Chris dropped to his knees, his legs too shaky to support his weight. Quickly Wyatt ran over to him and gently helped him up before stepped back and looking around awkwardly. "What now?" Wyatt asked, taking a deep breath.
"Now you need to trust me." Chris said firmly. Wyatt nodded, for once not standing upright and feeling the need to be in control. "Then you need to give me my powers back so I can save you and after that we need to get you back to the future." Chris said, giving Wyatt a small smile that he accepted and returned. "Let's get to the attic then." Chris said happily. He was confident now, Chris would save his brother and nothing would stop him.
"OK." Wyatt said after taking a deep breath. Straightening up Wyatt prepared to orb out, but stopped at Chris's voice. "Yes?" Wyatt asked in confusion.
"My powers." Chris reminded Wyatt sheepishly. Wyatt nodded and returned them. The brothers then orbed out to the manor together, just like it should be.
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A/N Hey everyone. I hope you liked this chapter. I had a really hard time with it, but I think that it's alright now. And, for those of you who were wondering, the chick-flick comment was a reference to my second favorite show- Supernatural. If there are any other supernatural fans out there then I hope you got a kick out of that.