Chris shrugged, "Not really. I could count on one hand and have fingers left over of the number of times and hours he spent alone with me. Whether that be from mom and/or Wyatt forcing it or his own free will I don't know. Wyatt was right, though in believing that we had grown even closer. However Wyatt feared they could turn me against him and he knew I didn't only think about power, and still believed in good vs evil. I think that was the only thing he feared."
"Fear! That's it."
"That's what?" Chris asked bewildered by Wyatt's sudden mood change.
"The elder that did this or will or I mean…"
"I get it. What does fear have to do with anything? We already know that the elder fears you. That's why he did or will do this," Chris wondered.
"No I mean the demon of fear. He's working with or will work with the Elder responsible," Wyatt stated with a wide smile, happy to have some useful information.
"Strange that an elder would work with a demon," Chris mumbled, turning away as he thinks through the idea.
"Any stranger than an elder ready to kill a toddler?" Wyatt countered.
"True," Chris conceded.
"Maybe we should tell mom and others?" Wyatt asked hesitantly. This Chris doesn't seem too keen on the idea of communication, so he didn't really expect for Chris to like this suggestion.
"Good luck getting them to believe you," Chris responded with an eye roll.
"Is that why you didn't tell them who you are? Or was it to protect yourself?" Wyatt asked curiously
Chris glared at him, "Think about it. If you were in mom or even Leo's position and some guy or girl Mel's age came through a portal from the future claiming to be your son/daughter that hasn't been conceived yet would you believe them?"
Wyatt opened his mouth only to close it realizing that Chris was right. Someone comes up to him first claiming to be from the future but then claims to be a yet to be conceived or thought of child? He too would have a hard time believing it. "Fine, you win. But what are we going to do about the demon of fear?" Wyatt agreed.
"Nothing we can do. He was vanquished once, so unless we know what he's planning we can't prevent his resurrection."
"Right, I'm not sure if I know what happened. And until we can get our bond fixed we won't know."
Chris sighed, "What else do you want to know?" he hated to admit that Wyatt was right till they could reconnect no answer could be given, and even more unfortunately, getting to know eachother better was the best way to strengthen their bond.
"You said dad tried to talk to the other me but was attacked. Did he ever try to talk to you?"
"A couple of times, but it was mostly just asking me to convince Wyatt to talk to him without being attacked. I finally got fed up with him and I did tell Wyatt that Leo had been coming around demanding I convince him to agree to talk to him. Wyatt agreed and called Leo down. It was his sixteenth birthday. I hate to admit that I did get a sense of satisfaction when Leo was prattling about this and that and Wyatt summoned Excalibur and ran Leo through. Of course being an elder nothing happened, but I enjoyed it. I called him Wy and he said he didn't like the idea of nicknames. It wasn't formal and being king he wanted everything to be formal. So from that day forward he no longer allowed me to call him Wy." Chris explained, slouching down on the bench.
"That's how we can try to start building our relationship. You can start by calling me Wy." Wyatt declared, upset at seeing the dejected look on his brother's face. Wyatt knows how close they are in his timeline, and if the two were even half as close, then having to address Wyatt as something other than his brother would have been hard on Chris.
"I don't know…" Chris answered, hesitant to allow himself to have that relationship with his brother again, knowing how hard it would be to give it up when his mission here was complete.
"I do. It will help us connect and help you see I'm not like him. Now you also said Aunt Phoebe tried to get through to him."
"She did, like Leo she didn't want to believe he was anything other than the sweet boy she knew him to be. Wyatt welcomed her as he wanted her to see what he planned for the future. How much better the future would be with us in charge. She got a premonition off of him and looked at him and said that she saw the city looking like a war zone. Witches and magical beings being killed."
"Was she right?"
"Yes, but at the time Wyatt just scoffed and rejected it saying he would never do that. He only wanted to make the world a better place. It was only six months later that her vision came true."
"Wait you said all magical beings? What about Uncle Coop?"
Chris shrugged, "Don't know. I think he might be hiding out in Cupid Land with Parker and Peyton. I heard he was hurt during the rescue of the girls."
"What do you mean you heard? Don't you know? What did they need rescuing from?"
"I said heard as I wasn't part of the rescue attempt. You and Coop got along well. Although I'm not sure dad liked it since the time you spent hanging out with Coop took time away from your magical instructions. He tried to connect with me but, I don't know, you two just seemed to click."
"What about the girls? You said they needed to be rescued."
"Right, I mentioned that Wyatt went, I guess you could say crazy, as he started what he called utopia. Everyone magical or not were to consider him king and me their new prince. Well with a little show of power most mortals bowed down with little resistance. The ones that tried to fight him were killed either by his own hands or his demons. Few actually died by his hands, mostly because he felt they weren't worth the effort or attention. The few he did were more like resistance leaders that were making waves and having an impact on others. So he did televised killings of them to more or less prevent further uprisings and stop the resistance in its tracks. If anyone, mortal or magical, tried to attack he left it up to the demons. He felt that's why he kept them around instead of killing them all off. They became bodyguards to us, helping to keep people in line. The demons were obviously thrilled at the chance to kill mortals and witches, especially those that were scared of magic." Chris said, taking a deep breath, his grip tightening on the bench as he continued.
"Most magical beings of course accepted Wyatt as king as it had been prophesied. Others, like Coop, saw that this wasn't the way it was supposed to be. He tried to talk to Wyatt and I. Unlike our aunts he didn't try to use our mother. He just tried to reason with us. Wyatt of course felt like he just didn't understand. Coop then asked me to really look around and see what was happening. Wyatt had him thrown out, not wanting anyone putting ideas in my head. He started a registration for magical beings. This way he could recruit ones he felt were strong and would be right for his army. Any mortals he felt were useful were added to the list as well. He had them create drones that could detect witches, and even people who didn't know they were witches were tracked. Our aunts of course protested against this. Wyatt of course ignored them. He kept telling me this was for the best. That if we didn't keep everyone in line then chaos would transpire. I guess I was just young and stupid to continue to believe it. You're my big brother, you were always my protector. I didn't want to question you, because I didn't have anyone left, you know? Mom was gone, dad was never really in the picture….You were all I had left and I couldn't just give that up." Chris turned to face Wyatt, and the older man felt himself sucking in a breath at how distraught the younger witchlighter looked.
Chris continued before Wyatt could say anything, "Aunt Phoebe and Uncle Coop soon started to try to make trouble by getting other magical beings together and launching attack's. Even ones that were natural pacifists stepped into help, outraged at seeing their lands overrun by demons. Some even teamed up with the few demons that refused to work for Wyatt. Aunt Paige, I learned later, helped where she could by hiding herself, her family and a lot of other magical people at Magic School. Apparently Leo and a couple of other elders created an even more powerful spell to keep the place hidden and protected from Wyatt and his demons. Wyatt warned Aunt Phoebe to stop or there would be consequences. She kept on, believing just like Leo that there's still good in him, not realizing it was already too late. I don't know if she hadn't heard about all of the televised executions, or if she just refused to believe it. In either case, she was still fighting for good, even if she was really just trying to save Wyatt. She and Coop finally amassed enough of an army and they managed to attack. Wyatt told her she would regret doing this. She said she planned to keep it up until he would sit with her and talk about why he was doing this. She told him how sorry she was that she wasn't there for him when Mom died. I guess she felt if she had talked to us sooner this wouldn't have happened."
"Do you think so?" Wyatt asked hesitantly.
"No, I don't think there would have been any way to stop it. Talking might have kept me from following Wyatt as long as I did. But I don't think it would have worked on him. We were both motivated by revenge, but he was the one that was fueled by rage more than anything."
"If Aunt Paige was hiding our family then how did Parker and Peyton get kidnapped, and what about P.J.?"
"Aunt Phoebe, unlike Aunt Paige, didn't believe Wyatt would hurt their family. So she refused to go into hiding. She along with Uncle Coop continued to attack Wyatt's demons. He lost one of his prized generals and it pissed him off. He had been growing tired of Aunt Phoebe's constant opposition of him, and that just sent him over the edge. So because Aunt Phoebe kept saying and believing there was good in Wyatt, he took advantage of that. He told me that we needed to bring the girls to the house to keep them safe since Aunt Phoebe and Uncle Coop, with their constant attacks on demons, were putting the girls at risk of one or more demons going rouge and hurting them. Not wanting to see them hurt I agreed to help. Since my 15th birthday was coming up Wyatt used that as an excuse. We orbed to Aunt Phoebe's place while she was out and told the girls that we were having a party for my birthday and they were invited. Aunt Phoebe had kept the girls sheltered from knowing what was happening, only telling them that demons were loose and that she and Uncle Coop had to take care of it. She kept them indoors as much as possible, and limiting their TV time. So Parker and Peyton had no trouble believing us, plus a chance to get out of the house and a go to a party was virtually irresistible. He handed the girls off to me and went to another room to talk to P.J. I don't know what was said but I learned that although Aunt Phoebe tried to keep the truth from them, P.J. not liking being cooped up all the time had teleported out a few times and had seen and heard the truth. I can only guess she refused to come willingly but Wyatt threatened to hurt her sisters if she didn't cooperate and work for him."
"He didn't hurt them did he?"
"No, he left them with me for a few days at the house and we played games and such. Then he decided to take the girls to an apartment where he had a young mortal woman whom he had taken an interest in watch them. I checked on them a few times and they were fine."
"A mortal woman?" Wyatt asked surprised.
"Yeah he wouldn't tell me how they met or why he kept her around, but for some reason he trusted her. At least enough to take care of Parker and Peyton. Maybe it was because she was mortal that he trusted her - he knew she couldn't fight back. But of course he never trusts anyone totally. He also had a couple of demons he left stationed there too, just to be sure she didn't betray him and release the girls."
"Aunt Phoebe must have gone crazy when she learned about this."
"Oh yeah. So did Leo when he found out. He brought Phoebe to a mansion Wyatt had taken. The two of us and a few of his demons were living there."
"What was wrong with the house?"
"Wyatt was having it fixed up to turn into a museum to remind people the power from which he was born."
"Did Aunt Phoebe see the girls?"
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A/N: Despite no more reviews I can only hope you guys are still enjoying this story. Seeing as today wasn't the greatest day for me, I decided to at least make someone else's day with a new chapter .