Thanks to: Potterwing, criminally charmed, sn0zb0z, fairyofmusic

A/N: Okay, so I know there's a lot of questions. Mainly on why Chris is in the original future, what Wyatt wants with him, and all that jazz. But, of course as you all know it's going to be explained. So I do hope you all will be patient with me in this, and remember that everything will be explained. Sweetness, they have spell-check on this. Awesome!

S/A/N: Yes, I know it's worded a little wierd. But I want your opion. Have you guys ever read Give Yourself Goosebumps? If not then, what about Choose Your Adventure? If you still haven't then it's where you get to make decisions on where the story goes. I was thinking about doing something like that in a Charmed way. Except it would be a choose Chris's adventure. It would take place in the original future. It's just a little idea I had. What do you guys think?

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Chapter 26 Throwing Clues To Blondie

Wyatt looked from his aunt to Grams. He didn't know which one to start with. He had so many questions, but some involved a few words that would cause Grams to smack him upside his head. But one thing that he did notice was that Grams P wasn't there, which meant she might be with Chris.

"Okay, what's going on?" Wyatt asked calmly.

Prue looked to Grams to explain, "Well, honey Chris is dead and you are obviously distrought. Maybe you should lay down and get some rest."

Wyatt and Prue glared at Grams, "I know that Chris is dead and I'm upset, but you know something."

"Wyatt, what I think Grams is trying to say is," Prue glared one more time at Grams. "That you're really upset and we want you to realize that before you do anything. I mean why did you summon us?"

"The Shadow said to consult my family. He wasn't talking about mom, dad, aunt Pheobe, or aunt Paige. So, he had to of been talking about you guys. What do you guys know that we don't."

"Honey, we wish we could tell you," Prue said. "Chris would want you to stop worrying about him."

Wyatt stopped and thought for a minute, "Hold on just a sec. The Shadow went into a rant about how stupid the original future me was. How my anger got the better of me in that future too. He said if it was him that he would of been smarter. Basically he said he would of kept Chris on a short leash and showed everyone who was in charge. Why would he rant about that? Unless," Wyatt's eyes doubled in size and a big smile crossed his face. "Chris isn't dead."

Grams said, "Not yet."

Prue hit her, "I'm sure he'll make it through the journey."

"Wait, what journey?" Wyatt asked.

"Chris has to face a journey, the Shadow set it up," Prue said.

Wyatt's eyes widened, "That's means Chris is in the original future with a smarter, eviler me. Oh shit, if Chris gets on his nerves there's no telling what's he going to do." Wyatt then thought of why Chris was there. "I think I'm going to go have a little talk with Shadow."

Chris stared at Wyatt. He was giving him that predator gaze that he hated. But then he lifted his hand up and Chris flinched. Wyatt paid no attention, his hand started to glow and he healed Chris. Chris stared at Wyatt, this one was nothing like the one he had met. This one was very unpredictable. Chris was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice Wyatt studying him. But a heavy hand on his shoulder brought him out of his thoughts. Chris turned his green eyes up to Wyatt's blue ones.

"I think it's time that I showed you to your room," Wyatt said casually.

He steered Chris out of the room and down a bunch of halls. A demon came into view and Chris lifted his hand, but nothing happened. Chris had completely forgotten that his powers were down. The demon waved at him and seemed to know him. Wyatt steered Chris into a room. Chris's eyes grew beyond wide. The room was huge.

"Wow," Chris exclaimed. "This room is huge! It's bigger than the one I have at the manor. Hell, it's even bigger than Wyatt's and mine put together."

Wyatt was studying him the whole time, "So, you like your new room?"

Chris turned to him, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

Wyatt leaned down to eye level and said, "Because you are my brother. But remember, if you ever to anything to piss me off then you will regrett it severly."

Chris gulped a little, "What would you do?"

"I don't know yet, maybe I'd have you in my room if you catch my meaning. Don't screw up and that won't happen, that also includes trying to kill my demons. I saw that gesture, but nothing happened. Why's that?"

"I'd rather not tell you."

"Why not, afraid I'll use it to my advantage?"

Chris gulped again, "Maybe I just don't want to."

"I think I know why. You don't have your powers here do you?" Chris didn't answer. "I knew something was different. Well, I guess I'm going to have to think of a way to fix that."

"What?"

"Come now Chris, you didn't think I was going to let my little brother walk around my mansion unprotected. I can't be around you 24-7 and some of my demons have grudges. I'll work on that little problem, and when I fix it you are to only use them in self defense. The other Chris liked to learn the hard way. I wonder what way you prefer."

Chris looked at Wyatt a little fearful, "The way that causes less bruises."

Wyatt laughed, "I think I'm going to like you. Just enjoy your time in your room. I will eventually change your settings."

"Why?"

"Because, Chris and I shared a bed and a room. I'll take you slowly into it, if your lucky and behave."

Wyatt headed down stairs and spotted the Shadow. He once again grabed him and dragged him into the kitchen. He was angry at what he had done. But in a way he knew that the Shadow was right about his anger. If he got angry then the Shadow wouldn't tell him a damn thing.

"Shadow, what the hell do you think your doing to my brother?" Wyatt said.

"I'm doing nothing to him," he replied smoothly.

"You are too. I figured out what you meant. You are a sick son of a bitch. I can't believe that you put my brother in the original future with a smarter, eviler older brother. I mean how sick are you?"

The Shadow laughed, "You haven't caught on. Okay, I give you some more clues blondie. Why did I tell you about all that? Why you? Why not your mom or dad? I mean your mom is one hell of a fighter. could of told her and she would of gone on a rampage and blown me to smithereens. But I choose you, the Twice Blessed. The boy who is easily angered by a lot things. But the one thing that sets him off more than anything is when his brother is in danger. What do you have that the others don't?"

Wyatt thought for a minute then said, "A lot of power?"

Shadow rolled his eyes, "No you numskull. Think again."

Wyatt thought harder, "Um. . . I don't know."

"KEVEN AND COLE! You trust them because they both have proven to save your brother," The Shadow yelled.

"Oh, but how can that help?"

"Do I have to tell you everything? Is your head completely filled with sawdust?"

"Hey!" Wyatt was about to walk away when the thought came to him. "You mean, Chris isn't suppose to go through this? He's suppose to be saved?"

The Shadow looked at Wyatt like he had won a million dollars, "Maybe there is use for you after all, now get in there and put a damn plan to work. You do have a time limit."

Wyatt looked dumbstuck, "I do?"

"Yes, it depends on how smart Chris is. If that Wyatt sleeps with him then Chris stays dead. If not then you fight him and get your brother back. Show me how much he actually means to you. Oh, and remember anger is not a good ally."

Chris sat on the bed. Wyatt had been gone for a while. Grams P was back and it was breaking her heart to see her grandson in pain. He was beyond worried about what was going to happen to him. She couldn't take it, she had to tell him that he wasn't dead and that there was a chance he could live. But then the clause came that Chris would automatically be stuck here. She only prayed that Wyatt would make it there.

"Grams P, I have a question," Chris said.

"What honey?"

"Am I in hell?"

"What?"

"This has got to be hell. I mean I'm in the original future with my older brother who wants me to eventually have sex with him. I mean knowing that, how the hell am I suppose to sit back and not try to fight?"

"You can get through this. If you are patient then he will take it slow."

"How do you know?"

"Wyatt, in this world my be an evil bastard but he keeps to his word. Just be calm and before you know it this journey will be over."

Chris sighed and said, "I love you, Grams P."

Grams P smiled and ruffled his hair. Chris then laid down with the reassurance the Grams P would wake him up if Wyatt showed up, he went into a fitful sleep.

Wyatt looked through the crowd of still fighted people in the living room. He found the two people he was looking for. He walked over to Keven and Cole who were still watching the brawl. He motioned to them to follow him. They followed him up to the attic where Grams and Prue were still at. Wyatt had nearly forgotten about them.

"What's going on?" Prue asked.

"We're going to go and save my little brother from the evil tyrant," Wyatt said simply.

A/N: Your thoughts?