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Leetvfan: Chris is adorable, isn't he? *.* And yep he is damn good-looking too and Phoebe is …*khm* likes men very much… Yep that's leads to conflicts *.* Hope you'll like the next chapter too *.*

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Syl: *blushes at your comment* The chapters with the original episodes were a hard work, but from now on there would be changes where I think it's not quite okay (for me, for example you could see with Chris and the Valkiries. Chris'd never kiss someone while he has a lover *.* I know it P) I hope that the story'll be still okay I love lil' Wy and Chris *.* And when you look at them the connection is so visible between them *.*)

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Once upon a time there was a dragon…

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His alarm clock went off with a deafening shriek and Chris groaned loudly as an answer. However the clock was louder and more stubborn. The half elder glared at the mocking object and narrowed his eyes. It immediately blew up and covered the floor with its little pieces. Chris stared at them blankly for a few seconds then he groaned again.

Fuck! I've just vanquished my third alarm clock this week! And it's only Wednesday! That makes… one per a day? Crap!

Sighing he sat up and shuddered as his bare feet touched the cold floor of P3. He slowly rose and walked to the small bathroom of the club. After his daily morning things and a hot, long and relaxing shower he found himself in front of the small mirror. He waved his hand in front of himself and let his glamour drop. He grimaced at the sight.

Man! I really need a hair cut!

He put the glamour back and approached his next task which was his clothes. He hadn't bought any clothe since his future went down hill, but he hadn't had to and he doesn't need it now either. He intended to go on a demon hunt that day, so he conjured the right clothes onto himself, which were dark and suitable for a battle.

He sensed where Leo was once more just to be sure. The elder had to give up his spying, because of his elder duties. He got a witch or who knows what, and he had to find a white lighter. He hoped it'd take some time!

Leo was still Up There fortunately. But before he went to the Underworld, he visited his lil' brother making sure not to run into Piper accidentally. She had that weird idea that it was HIS fault that their marriage ended.

Thanks, Mom! Not enough that I'll have some problems with being conceive, but I have to take the blame too! Geez! Love ya too!

In reality he had nothing to do with that. In his time, it happened just like that. Okay, two days later, but hey, he saved Paige! It was worth it!

He leaned against the door frame and frowned a little as he spotted Wyatt in front of the TV. As far as he knew his mother didn't let them watch TV without an adult when they were little. Phoebe told her when he was seven that Piper had a paranoia that they'd conjure something big because of it and they'd expose magic. He never found out where that had come from.

He shrugged and walked to lil' Wyatt and ruffled his golden hair. "How are ya, lil' guy?"

He was welcomed by a huge smile and the fast babbling of Wyatt. After the short summary of what happened with the kid since they'd parted Chris told him to stay safe and kissed his forehead gently. He orbed out after Wy turned back to the TV.

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Chris orbed to the only place in the Underworld where he knew he'd never run into any demon who could be a threat to him. It was a place which would easily fit into the deepest part of Hell. The smell of rotten meat was overwhelming and the half-elder could easily hear the chewing of the necrophagous demons.

He shook his head and concentrated on his task. He glamoured himself again, so he looked like the same as he did when he tested Leo at Valhalla. He pulled out a piece of paper onto which he wrote his notes yesterday about today's demons. He read it carefully and memorized every little detail.

When he was ready, he put the paper away and orbed to his destination without any second thought.

He always wondered why did nearly the whole Underworld look like some kind of labyrinth of caves. He knew that there were parts where which with magic it was made to look like as the upper world, so why haven't the demons made the whole place just like that? Maybe it wouldn't be so depressing. Could be that the raison? Never mind! Back to the point!

He walked into the cave with his senses alert and ready to pick up every little intention of the demons. After an hour walk, he found them. His targets were four human looking demons and now they were talking about something, for him unimportant. Chris smiled a little as he thought about what the sisters would do right now. Run in, shout 'Hey, idiots!' and fight. It is as foolish as it sounded. He tried not to depend on his powers like they did all the time.

He pulled out four vials from his pocket. That's why he loved these trousers that much! It was loose, so he could move freely and it had had large pockets (several of them). Perfect for battles!

He checked the demons again, then orbed one of the vials to the opposite corner of the large place, after that he smashed it at the first demon with his telekinesis. It was enveloped in flames and died immediately.

The other three turned towards the empty corner threateningly showing their backs to him. He grinned while he levitated the three vials in front of him and with one move of his fingers they flew at the demons vanquishing them quickly.

He stepped out of the shadows and crouched down next to the piles of ash on the ground. He ran his fingers through one of them, just to be sure. His insight picked up what he needed and he smiled a relieved smile.

These demons were lower level ones, and they'd never be able to get near Wy, don't mention turning him, but in his future they killed the five years old daughter of his mortal friends. Screw consequences! It couldn't be her time yet! Cute lil' Lilly should be safe for now on!

He snapped his head up as his inner alarm started to scream suddenly. At one of the many entries of the place a demon was standing, its snake likes eyes narrowing at him.

Damn!

He threw out his right arm and sent an telekinetic blast at the demon. However it jumped out of the way and hissed at the boy. Before he could do a thing, the demon fled away with an unnatural speed.

Chris cursed again and ran after it. He so didn't need demons to know and speak about any of his appearances and he couldn't let them know that he is a whitelighter…

He was about to enter a cave after the demon when suddenly a man in white appeared in front of him. His pale face was kinda familiar, but before the half-elder could say a thing, the man held his hand towards him and a strange light blinded Chris.

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When he could open his eyes again without seeing spots dancing in front of him he quickly looked around. He was lying in the middle of a deserted square just next to the fountain. He jumped to his feet and concentrated on his senses. But he was still clueless.

"Where the Hell I am?" he asked himself loudly. His glamour was gone so there was no reason to put it back. He just orbed to the only place he knew he could get answers from. The Manor.

He appeared in the living room which was deserted just like the town outside.

"Hey!" he called out, but he wasn't surprised when nobody answered. He was about to walk up to the attic, when his senses went overload and he had to lean against the wall and shut his eyes.

And he heard the crying of a baby.

His eyes snapped open and he came face to face with the same man dressed in white who send him there and he was holding the crying baby Wy in his arms.

"You!" He hissed outraged and orbed the blond kid to himself immediately. He wrapped an protecting arm around him and held his other hand up threateningly still staring at the stranger.

"Who are you? What have you done?" he demanded furiously.

The man in white studied his features then shook his head disapprovingly.

"Mortals, so clueless. How couldn't they see?" he said to himself which puzzled and angered the younger man in the same time.

"I asked you questions! Answer!" Chris was nearly shouting, but stopped immediately when lil' Wy let out a whining sound.

"All you Halliwells want is answer." The man commented and smirked when he saw as the boy in front of him went completely white.

"What?" Chris stammered out. Did that man know who he is?

"I'm Cleaner, so yes I know who you are. I erased you both from existence."

Chris stared. It was too much to take in so suddenly. He and his brother were erased from existence? His brother, the Twice-Blessed, the stronger part of the next generation's Ultimate Power was erased just like that? It can't be possible! If the strongest source of magic was ripped out of the world then…

"You are out of your mind." Chris whispered and tightened his old on his brother. Wy sensed that something wasn't right so he grabbed Chris' shirt with his little hands and buried his face in it.

Chris shook his head and straightened himself. He can't let that happen. "You can't erase the Twice Blessed! Undo it now! Magic wasn't exposed! (As far as I know)"

The Cleaner shook his head again, just like he did few minutes before, but his face stayed emotionless.

"You didn't expose magic, but your brother did. He conjured a dragon and let it destroy a part of San Francisco. We can't let that happen again. And because your very existence is bound to that child, we had to do the same to you too. To prevent anything like today's happenings, you two will stay here, in the ghostly plane."

"The ghostly plane?" Chris repeated. "Shouldn't we be erased?"

There was a flicker of annoyance on the Cleaners face, but it was gone quickly.

"You were erased that's why you are here."

Chris tried to push away the confusion so he could fight against that decision. He needed his head clear!

"Take us to the Tribunal!" he said suddenly. "You can't erase the Twice Blessed without consequences, so take us to the Tribunal! We have the right!"

But the Cleaner just shook his head uncaringly. "There is no need to involve the Tribunal. We Cleaners do our job, when a witch false hers/his. Simple as that."

"He is just a little boy!" Chris hissed.

The Cleaner looked at him once more and the next second he was gone.

Chris let himself sink onto the floor, his back to the wall. Everything was messed up and the whole situation seemed to be so surreal to him. The Cleaners knew who he was; the Cleaners erased Wyatt and him. And he couldn't decide which was the worst. He glanced down at his lil' brother, who was staring at his face with large baby blue eyes.

"You conjured a dragon?"

"I love dragons!" Wy babbled back.

Slowly a smile appeared on Chris' face reminding him of something. "Yeah… Me too."

After some time he was able to pull himself together somehow, so he put the little boy onto the couch and tried to find a way out of that situation. His powers worked in that plane, but he wasn't strong enough to orb back to his, not even with the help of Wy. He couldn't project himself out and he couldn't conjure a door back to their world either. So his normal ways didn't work.

The next step was the spells. He came up with one and after that didn't work, he chanted another one.

Powers That Be

Take my brother and me,

Back to our plane

So everything'd happen the right way.

He flinched a little at the end, but after ten other he couldn't come up with any better. He repeated it over and over again, nearly shouting at the end. When he didn't work he took Wy into his arms and tried to channel both their magic, but that wasn't enough either.

"Damn it!" he shouted as he kicked the table in frustration after putting the lil' kid down. Wyatt started to tremble and cry softly when he felt how frustrated and angered his best friend was. The hald-elder had to sit with him so he could calm him down for half hour and when that happened and Wy fell asleep, Chris stayed there with his arms around the kid protectively, but inside he felt really lost and empty.

"Your mother will fix this, right? She always does." He murmured with a far away look on his face to the empty house.

Which turned out to be not so empty in no time…

"You!" a voice hissed at him and he jumped startled. He was so lost in thought that he missed his inner alarm's warnings.

He turned towards the intruder one of his arms raised threateningly. He was tall, dark haired with light eyes…and a very familiar face. Oh, he knew that face quite well. He had a special place in the Book.

"What do you want, Belthazor?"

"You!" Cole repeated and an energyball appeared in his palm.

"Wyatt! Shield!" Chris ordered standing up, his face mirroring the Demon's. Wy, who was awakened by his brother's voice, put his shield up around himself and Chris.

"You'll hide behind the shield of a kid? How brave!" Cole snarled.

Chris raised an eyebrow at him, while he put the little kid down onto the couch.

"Who said I will?" he asked and he stepped out of the safety of the shield. In no time the energy-ball was flying towards him, but to Cole's shock he grabbed it before it could hit his chest.

"You supposed be a whitelighter!" Cole hissed.

Chris held the energy-ball the same way as the other did few seconds ago and smirked. "And you supposed to be dead!" With that he closed his palm and the energy-ball disappeared.

"Who are you?"

The same question over and over again. was he listening to a broken record? After all it seemed like it…

In the end Chris grinned cheekily. "I'm Chris Perry, from the future!"

Suddenly another energy-ball flew towards him and he had to jump out of the way this time.

"Cole Turner, from the past!"

Chris threw Cole against the wall with his telekinesis.

If I'm stuck here, I'll have a funny after life!

And from the look on Belthazor's face he knew that the other thought the same.

"You're not a whitelighter!"

"Wow! I thought that you'll never figure it out!" Chris replied sarcastically.

Cole conjured energy-balls one after another and threw them at the boy, who stopped all of it in front of himself, then he sent them back at the demon. Before shimmering out of the way, Cole sent one last of his lethal balls, but was forced to reappear as his shoulder was hit. He looked towards the brunette boy when he heard him hiss.

"The Charmed Ones don't trust you. Now I understand why." He smirked. He watched as Chris pulled his hand away from his own shoulder to examine the wound which was caused by Cole's last energy-ball and he gasped in shock as it disappeared in front of his eyes.

"We are dead. Remember?"

Chris glared at Belthazor. "I'm not dead!"

Cole raised an eyebrow which made the half-elder do something he hadn't done who knows how long, he pouted.

"I'm erased from existence... It's different!"

Belthazor couldn't help it, he burst out laughing. Unfortunately for him, Chris didn't like to be laughed at, so in the next second when Cole looked up he found himself facing with a chair which was flying towards him. He let out a startled yelp, but there was no time to get out of the way. he ended up on the floor, his nose bleeding like Hell. He jumped to his feet and stepped towards his attacker with plans soaked in blood, but he was stopped as in a shimmering light the Cleaner from before appeared between them. He ignored the demon and turned towards the half-elder who stepped in front of the little kid on the couch in a protective way.

"The decision was changed." The Cleaner said and held his hand towards the brothers.

When the blinding light came Chris staggered back and he felt himself falling backwards, but before he hit the ground he heard one last voice.

"Whatever. It was fun, kid! We could end it some time later! See ya again in death!"

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This time when Chris opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the couch of P3. He sat up still little bit dazed. His brain was trying to process the day's events and it was slightly… okay, very overworked this time and a headache was coming. Chris lay back down with a groan and covered his eyes with his arm.

However his rest was interrupted by the sound of orbing.
"So you are back too."

Chris so wanted to strangle his father in that moment, but with the will of a Halliwell he pushed away his angry intentions. Without a word he sat up again and looked at the elder, who was standing in front of him, his arms folded defensively. One of the few things what Chris inherited from him.

When he saw that Chris wouldn't say a word, Leo broke the silence. "I heard you while you two were missing."

Chris raised an eyebrow. "You missed me so much? It's touching!"

Leo glared angrily at him. "Don't be so happy. It reminded me that you are still a threat to my family."

The boy didn't say a word, just snorted and looked away. His father was perfect in making him feel like crap. He'd love to punch him in the face! That would be lovely!

"Do you want anything else? 'Cause if you don't, you could go. Your son might just need you." Chris said and kept his gaze away from that so hated man in front of him.

Leo narrowed his eyes once more, but then he left without another word.

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He orbed to the attic of the Manor and closed his eyes with an angry sigh. He felt confused and angry. This whole situation was a mess.

He lied to Chris.

It in itself wouldn't be such a problem, but he felt off because of the reason of his lie. He really heard Chris' voice and he even saw him in a flash of images while he and Wyatt were erased.

But it wasn't about a situation which would cause him to be more suspicious. No, it was the opposite.

He saw Chris reaching forward him with a reassuring and kinda nice smile on his face, his green eyes sparkling. And what he heard was more confusing then the image.

"It's okay! I'm here, right here!" And it sounded comforting and made him feel reassured while he was frantic to get back his son.

Leo let out a frustrated sigh and walked to the window in hope that the outside world would calm him down a little.

"Who are you? Chris Perry?"

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Eeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkk! My first time to ention Cole! Hope you liked it! I had a feeling that if that two had met, then they'd have done something very familiar!

Please comment, and if you thought that something was off with how Chris and Cole met, then that's it! I like it and I won't change it :P