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WARNING: In this chapter Chris gets tortured. You're just gonna have to deal with it.

Chris's POV

I came to because a burst of pain rippling throughout my body. I curled myself into a ball, covered my head and squeezed my eyes shut. It was by sheer luck I managed not to scream. It seemed like there was electricity crackling throughout my entire frame, from my bones to every skin cell, throughout my very being. Suddenly the pain stopped, and my body relaxed slightly. I lay there, panting, and I opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was a purple crystal in front of my face, and the point of a staff above the crystal. I must have been in a crystal cage. I lifted my head with some effort, feeling the pounding in my ears and the strain in my neck. I looked up the bronze staff, and saw Pyro holding it lazily at his side.

"You," I managed to say, and I reached for Logan and Rogue's minds to tell them what was happening. I felt nothing. I couldn't hear them! The crystal suddenly glowed, but I ignored it.

I reached out again, stating to feel panicky, when Pyro put his staff through the cage and touched my shoulder with it. I felt the electricity running throughout my body, overloading my senses, locking me in pain. I curled up again and clenched my teeth, trying not to scream or cry in rage and pain. I felt my nails dig into my palm and draw blood. The pain stopped, and I lay on the ground, spent. It hurt just to breathe.

"They can't hear you," said Pyro smugly as he drew his staff out of the cage. "But they sure as hell feel your pain. This was what Wyatt used against telepaths, remember?"

I did remember. Bianca had told me that Wyatt had discovered a spell that, when said over a crystals, blocked telepathic connections. Bianca also told me that every time the telepaths tried to communicate with their minds, the crystals would glow, letting the captor know. Pyro must have cast the spell on the crystals that formed my cage.

"You won't get anything by killing me," I panted, steeling myself for more pain. "I won't tell you anything."

Pyro laughed. "You think I care about you?" he said, "This is just to get to Rogue and Logan... but it's also fun."

I felt a surge of hate through me. Most demons didn't torture unless they were angry at the victim. This was a human. And there was no way in hell he'd hurt Rogue or Logan! I wouldn't let him. My new hatred gave me strength, and I rolled up and lunged towards the cage, using my telekinetic magic to push at the cage as well. I was thrown backwards by the magical energy of the cage, and landed on the floor. The air left my lungs, but I managed to take a breath. I got up again and reached for his heart with my powers. I would crush it. I looked at him, but he only laughed. My powers weren't working. He stuck his staff through the cage again and jabbed it in my stomach. This time I couldn't stop my screams as I fell to the floor, clutching my stomach.

"Where're your powers?" Pyro taunted as he pulled back his staff, and I was able to breathe. I lay on the ground, unable to move. "That poison in the arrow the Seer shot at you did more then knock you out, witchlighter." I shivered. He knew! "It sucked your powers dry and turned it into a venom. I used a spell, and took in your powers. You're mortal now."

I felt the truth in his words, and I felt despair that hurt more then his staff. I was alone. I was powerless. Rogue and Logan couldn't hear me. No one knew where I was, and they wouldn't find me until I was near dead. Then Pyro would kill me after he killed them. Sensing my mood, Pyro laughed again, and used my own powers to fling me into the barrier of the cage. The energy of the cage rippled through me, sending more pain through my ravaged nerves. I fell to the ground, landing on my stomach.

"I could do this forever, witchlighter," said Pyro as he used my powers to squeeze my heart. I couldn't breathe! I clutched at my chest, trying to relieve the pressure inside me. Just when I though I would die he stopped, and I could breathe again. "I wonder why it's taking so long for them to get here," he said thoughtfully, "They must like you less then I thought."

I couldn't answer as he touched me on the chest with his staff. I couldn't hold back my screams.

Paige's POV

The demon looked up at us, her dagger still pressing against Phoebe's throat. "What kind of deal?" asked Piper. Suddenly Rogue screamed, and she fell to the ground, clenching her teeth together. I turned to Logan, and though he didn't fall to the ground, he fell to his knees, shaking like he was being electrocuted.

"That," said the Seer smugly.

"Whatever you're doing, stop it!" I yelled at her, "Otherwise, I'll --"

"It's not me doing it," said the Seer with a smile, "Although it does have some interesting side effects."

"What does?" said Piper fiercely. I glanced worriedly back at Rogue and Logan. They looked like they were in serious pain.

"Gorgog has your whitelighter," said the Seer. "I want Gorgog dead, but don't have enough power to do it. You don't either. Here's my deal; you don't kill me, we kill Gorgog and save your little whitelighter and you grant me immunity."

"You want immunity?" I said, "Then let go of Phoebe and stop whatever is happening to them." I pointed to Rogue and Logan.

"I'll let go of your sister only if you don't vanquish me." said the Seer, "It's not like I can trust you. You're Good."

I looked at Piper, who gave a slight nod. I nodded back. "Fine." said Piper. The Seer sheathed her knife and moved away from Phoebe. Phoebe stood up and went over to Rogue, looking her over and reaching out with her empath power.

"She's in a lot of pain, almost like electricity is flowing through her." she said, "But I don't understand what's causing it. It has to be demonic."

"It's Gorgog," said the Seer, "He's playing with your whitelighter."

"You mean torturing him," I said, and the Seer shrugged one shoulder.

"He's a demon, what do you expect?" she said. "He got a fancy bronze staff and some purple crystals."

"Yeah, but why doesn't he orb out, and what's happening to Rogue and Logan?" said Phoebe.

"Your whitelighter was shot with a darklighter arrow with a new type of poison." said the Seer. "It takes away his power and transforms it into solid venom. Gorgog said a spell over the venom that allowed him to absorb the whitelighter's powers. As for the mutants, Gorgog said he had a telepathic connection with them. If the connection is strong, they'll both feel whatever pain the whitelighter feels."

"Can't they block it?" I asked. Rogue looked like she was getting paler by the minute. Logan hadn't stopped shaking yet, and he had fallen onto the ground.

"Only if they destroy the connection, but then they run the risk of destroying their minds." the Seer said, "If their connection is as close as I think it is, if you break it now you could kill them, or drive them to insanity."

"How do we save them?" asked Piper.

"Well, I made a potion that will put them into enchanted sleep. It'll stop the pain." she said, moving to get something from one of her shelves.

"How did you know to make it?" said Piper suspiciously. I agreed with her.

"Uh, hello?" said the Seer, looking insulted, "I'm a Seer. I seethings." She picked up two vials and tossed them to Phoebe, who caught them.

"How can we trust you?" I told her.

"Because I'm the only one you have right now," said the Seer, "Pour the vials over them and they'll fall asleep."

"And how do we wake them up?" asked Phoebe.

"If their connection to the whitelighter is blocked, all they have to do to wake up is reconnect with him. The potion is supposed to stop pain. Don't worry," said the Seer, maybe sensing our mistrust and hesitation. "I got it from a witch."

I guessed that that witch was probably dead now. "Pour the potion," I told Phoebe. She did. Logan and Rogue immediately fell asleep, the pain leaving their faces. The Seer had been telling the truth... about this at least.

"Now," she said with a grin, "Gorgog is going to be distracted by the whitelighter, so if you blast him," she pointed to Piper, "And you orb the crystals around him," she pointed to me, "It should be enough to hold him. The blast gets his attention and then he's locked inside his own cage."

"It's never that easy," I said.

"And how do we know you're not working for him?" said Piper, "Maybe that's why you gave Rogue and Logan the potion, to get them out of the way."

"They're still alive," said the Seer, insulted, "And I took away their pain. Except for the little dagger thing in the beginning, I have done everything you asked. All I want is to kill a demon that's pissing me off, and you get all suspicious."

"I can't sense any lies," admitted Phoebe.

"Fine." I said, cutting off what looked like rant, "Piper and I can handle it."

"Are you sure?" said Phoebe.

"Yeah," said Piper, "You stay with Logan and Rogue, and make sure they're okay."

"Alright," said Phoebe. She reached into Rogue's pocket and took out the potions Rogue had gathered. "Take some of these with you."

Piper and I went over to her and took one of each potion. If Pyro had Chris's powers, we could take them away using the potion we had made for Chris. The knockout and the mega-knockout potions should work on him too.

"You stay here," I told the Seer. I walked over to Piper and focused on orbing to Gorgog.

It worked. We reformed in a cavern. We saw Gorgog standing relaxedly in front of a purple crystal cage, his back to us, holding a bronze staff which was halfway inside it. There were screams coming from the cage, and I saw a rolled up body twitching on the floor, trapped inside the cage. Chris. Pyro pulled his staff out of the cage and Chris stopped screaming. He lay on the floor unmoving.

I took out the potion that would take away Chris's powers and threw it at Pyro's back. It broke and he turned to face us. Blue and white lights came out of his chest, and flew into the spare vial Piper was holding up.

"About time," growled Pyro, throwing aside his staff, "Where's Rogue?"

"Away from you," said Piper as she raised her hands and blasted Pyro in the shoulder.

He let out a cry of rage as he flicked his lighters and sent fire at us. I grabbed Piper's hand and orbed us to the other side of the tavern. Pyro was still flaming where we had been, and now he was laughing. He thought he roasted us. Sick bastard.

"Crystals, circle!" I called, and the purple crystals surrounding Chris orbed out and reformed around Pyro. He turned towards my voice in shock.

"That shouldn't have worked," he said softly, so that I barely heard him. "That bitch betrayed me!" He flicked his lighters and tried to burn through the cage, but the crystals held. "You think this can hold me for long?" he called.

"Long enough," I said. After giving him another glance to make sure he was trapped inside the cage, Piper and I ran over to Chris.

"Chris?" I asked as I kneeled down next to him. He lay perfectly still, and he was breathing shallowly. There didn't seem to be any physical wounds. The staff must have hurt him internally. Chris was sweating and looked very pale. His palms were bleeding slightly were it seemed his nails had dug into his hand.

"He's hurt badly," I said, looking up at Piper.

"We have to get him to Leo," she said. "Leo!" she called out, "Leo!"

Leo didn't come. "You think that sorry excuse for an Elder would come down for him?" taunted Pyro as he continued to send fire at the cage. "You think he cares?"

"What's he talking about?" I whispered to Piper.

"I don't know," she said, "But this cavern must be protected, otherwise Leo would have come by now."

"Yeah but I can't orb away and leave you with him," I said, gesturing my head towards Pyro.

"I reckon if he could stick his staff through the cage, I can throw a potion," said Piper.

"Try," I said.

Piper walked up to the cage and threw the mega-knockout potion. It broke on the ground and a red smoke rose up into the air. Pyro's fires vanished and he was snoring before he hit the ground.

"That works," I muttered to myself. Piper walked back over to me. "Pyro!" I called and he appeared on the ground next to me. I put a hand on Chris and Pyro and Piper held onto my shoulder. I orbed us to the manor.

"Paige, we have to go back to Phoebe!" said Piper.

"I know," I said, "Just put Pyro in the cage and put Chris on the couch okay. Call Leo, I'll get Phoebe, Rogue, and Logan."

Piper nodded. "Okay, just hurry." I nodded and orbed out.

I reformed in the cave, where I saw that Logan and Rogue still lay sleeping with Phoebe standing over them. The Seer stood a few feet away, leaning casually against her pool.

"Paige," said Phoebe, "How'd it go?"

"You didn't kill him," the Seer sighed. "It's a pity, I was hoping you might."

"And you betrayed him, didn't you?" I asked.

"Yeah," said the Seer, "But if I hadn't, you would be dead."

"How's Chris?" asked Phoebe.

"He's hurt pretty bad, but Leo should be Healing him by now," I said to Phoebe as I walked over to her, Rogue and Logan.

"Why aren't they awake yet?" I asked the Seer.

"The whitelighter –Chris– has to open the connection to them. When he contacts them through their link, they'll wake up." shrugged the Seer.

"You'd better be right," I said as I laid a hand on Rogue and Logan. Phoebe touched my shoulder. I orbed us back to the manor.

Chris's POV

Cool comforting light seemed to fill me, like a parched man drinking water. My body felt light, safe, whole. I heard voices talking.

"Why is it taking so long?" demanded mom's voice.

"He was hurt pretty bad," said dad's voice. No, I reminded myself. Not dad, Leo. Not mom, Piper. I was in the past.

Then the memories came rushing back. Pyro torturing me with his staff, and with my own powers. I had called out to Rogue and Logan again and again, knowing it wouldn't work, hoping they would feel my warning and stay away. I realized that Leo was Healing me. I pushed away the memories and focused on the more pressing matters. Was anyone hurt? Was everyone else alright? What about Pyro, had he gotten away? Had Rogue and Logan gotten captured? With effort, I opened my eyes.

"Piper?" I asked. She had been pacing, but she moved closer to me. I ignored Leo's face to my left.

"Hey Chris, how're you doing?" she asked.

I felt my body lose it's remaining pain, and I sat up on the sofa. "Better." I said, "What happened?"

"We found you with Pyro, lying unconscious inside a crystal cage." she said, "We fought him off and took your powers out of him. We threw the mega-knockout potion we made for Logan at him and we brought him here."

"Everyone's okay?" I asked.

"Everyone's fine," she said, "But we got help from your Seer contact."

"Help?" I asked. The Seer, while strong, was unpredictable.

"Your connection with Logan and Rogue transferred the pain you were feeling onto them," said Leo. I gave him a questioning look. "Piper filled me in," he said.

"The Seer gave them a potion that put them to sleep and would block out the pain." continued Piper.

"They're still asleep?" I asked, reaching out with my mind. Their minds were blank; they were deeply asleep.

"Yeah," said Piper, "The Seer said they would wake up when you contacted them with your link."

I nodded, "What about Pyro?"

"He's in a crystal cage in the attic." said Leo, "I got new crystals from the Elders. Only one of the Charmed Ones could move one of those crystals."

I nodded, satisfied. I looked over Piper's shoulder and saw Logan and Rogue asleep on two fluffy chairs. "Rogue?" I called,"Logan?"

I felt their minds stir, and saw them wake up. "Chris!" said Rogue in relief.

"Are you okay?" asked Logan, "That hurt like hell."

"No, Leo Healed me," I said. "How bad was it?"

"It felt like there was electricity burning every nerve in my body."said Rogue.

"Yeah,"I said, and then I asked the question that had been bothering me. "Why didn't you feel me in your minds?"

"We were blocked," said Logan, "All we felt was your pain."

"We tried calling out to you, but there was a barrier." said Rogue, "We couldn't get through. We felt your pain and tried to talk to you, but you couldn't hear us."

"And we couldn't hear you." said Logan.

"We never would have left you," said Rogue, catching my feelings."We would never leave you alone."

That was my fear, that they had left me. That they had deserted me. My weakness. Even though I didn't want them to come, I hated that feeling of aloneness. If I had never forged the connection between us, it wouldn't have mattered. But it did matter. Our minds were interlinked, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to survive if that link was broken. I would go insane.

"I'm not going anywhere," said Logan.

"I won't leave you," said Rogue.

"You can't promise that," I said after a pause. "We're of different worlds, different times. What's going to happen when we have to leave?"

"We'll find a way," said Logan.

"Will we?" I asked, before breaking off the conversation. Rogue and Logan came to me from their seats.

"We will." Rogue said, looking determinedly at me.

Piper and Leo stood up and looked back between Rogue, Logan and I. Then Leo said, "Look, I'm sorry I doubted all you. Piper told me about the truth spell, and I--" Leo sighed. "I'll try to trust you from now on."

It was as good as I was gonna get and the best I could hope for. I still felt angry at Leo, but I understood, at least intellectually that this Leo hadn't deserved my hatred. At least not yet. Who knew what he would become in twenty-two years? I would try to be more civil to Leo.

"Thanks, Leo." I said. Rogue nodded, and Logan curtly inclined his head.

"Took him long enough," I heard him say in his mind.

"Let's see Phoebe and Paige," said Piper, "They'll be glad to see you're okay."

Piper led us to the attic with me following her, followed by Rogue, Logan, and Leo respectively. When we entered the attic, I saw Pyro inside a green crystal cage. He was still asleep. I eyed the crystals, and saw that they were as Leo said, the strongest I'd ever seen. Phoebe and Paige saw us and we walked in to them.

"Hey, how're you all doing?" asked Phoebe.

"Better," said Logan, Rogue and I together. We caught each other's eyes and I smiled slightly. It was nice to feel so connected to them.

As we all walked further in the room, closer to Pyro, I saw that he was breathing very deeply. It was almost like he was in a coma.

"How long has he been like this?" I asked. I didn't care about him, but I needed to find out what he knew before I could vanquish him. Iwanted to be the one to vanquish him. I would make him pay.

"Since I hit him with the potion," said Piper.

"Should that be happening?" asked Rogue.

"Well, I threw the potion that we originally made for Logan." said Piper.

"Strong potion," said Logan.

"We were worried about your healing abilities--" she started.

"But Pyro doesn't heal, so he just got a huge overdose." I finished.

"Pretty much," said Piper.

"Can you make any type of potion?" asked Logan suddenly.

"Why?" I asked, then I caught his thoughts. "You want to make a window that leads to your world."

"Not leads to it, just shows it," said Logan, "Maybe the Professor will know what's going on."

"If anyone from our world could help us, it'd be him." said Rogue.

"Well?" asked Logan.

Piper was silent. She, Paige, and Phoebe looked at each other. "We can try," said Paige.

"I'll make up the spell," said Phoebe as she took out a pen and pad, sat down, and started writing. After a few minutes she stood up and walked back to Piper and Paige.

"We need to draw the window first," I said.

"I'll help," said Rogue. She and I each took a piece of chalk and we drew the triquetra. We threw down the chalk and stepped back so we were standing next to Logan as the sisters chanted the spell.

"Hear these words, hear the rhyme,
Heed the hope within our minds
We call upon the Power of Three
To show us what we wish to see."

The triquetra glowed blue and started to spin. When it stopped and cleared, I saw the Professor looking back at me. I recognized him through Rogue's memories. His kind, intelligent eyes looked at us.

"Rogue, Logan," he said, "What happened to you? Where did you go?"

"We got thrown into an alternate world." said Logan. "One where there aren't any mutants."

"Then how are you contacting me?" asked the Professor.

"Magic, if you can believe it," said Logan.

"This is Chris, Piper, Leo, Phoebe, and Paige," said Rogue, gesturing to all of us respectively. "They've helped us.

"Are they normal humans, then?" asked the Professor.

"Actually three witches and two whitelighters," I said.

"I'm a half whitelighter," corrected Paige.

"Sorry", I said, holding back a smile.

"Whitelighter?" asked the Professor?

"Kind of like a guardian angel," said Leo.

Suddenly I felt a presence in my mind, an alien one. It was the Professor."Get out of my head!" I yelled at him in mind-speech.

At the same time, I felt him enter Rogue and Logan's minds. "Don't worry Chris, he won't hurt us," said Rogue. "He just wants to know what's going on."

I felt both Logan and Rogue give the professor their memories and experiences of my world. They both trusted him so completely, so absolutely. But it was my nature to distrust.

"Ah," the Professor said out loud. "Now I understand."

"Huh?" asked Piper.

"I'm a telepath, Piper," said the Professor, "Logan and Rogue allowed me to see their memories of this world so far."

"Oh," said Piper. Then a thought occurred to me.

"Does that mean you know everything about me, and about my Future?" I asked out loud.

"Everything that Logan and Rogue know, I know." he said, "But don't worry, I can keep a secret."

"So, if you know everything that's happened, what do we do about Pyro?" asked Paige.

"I'm not sure," said the Professor. "That's the one thing that doesn't make sense..."

A/N: Okay people. The Professor has a guess on how Pyro ended up the demented way he did. I'm sure right now many of you would like to slowly roast Pyro on a spit. I understand. All will be made clear by the Professor in the next chapter. Also, in the next chapter Pyro wakes up, and we find out who his master is. Dun, dun, dun! Please review! REVIEW!