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Dealing With Death

Chapter 36: Another Attack at the Manor

Chris stood atop of Golden Gate Bridge, thinking about the argument he had just had with his lover. That was the first argument they had had, maybe that was why it had seemed so harsh. They had finally hit reality of what it was like to be a couple. Even in his other memories, he could still not remember a time when they argued. There was the time Chris had thought she was betraying him by fighting on Wyatt's side to bring him back, but really she was protecting him. She had saved him at the last minute, but that got her killed, yet he still could not remember one argument that they had had.

The brunette witch-Elder began to worry that he had lost Bianca, that she had taken off and left him, he would never see his child, would never know it and it would never know him. He could never do that to a child, he would not be a deadbeat dad.

His thoughts were interrupted by orbs, but thinking that it was just his brother, he stayed to watch the traffic below him, everybody going through their daily routine.

"You spoke to her?" That was not Wyatt's voice, that was Troy's. Chris' anger came back as he turned to face his whitelighter, some whitelighter her was turning out to be.

"Yeah, I spoke to her, and guess what she shimmered out without a word of where she was going," Chris walked to Troy, staring straight into his blue eyes, "Now I could never ever see my child, because of something you said to her. Why don't you get it that I'm not interested in you? Do you really think I could have started something from a lie?"

"You started something with Bianca, and that was based on a lie?"

"What part of me and Bianca was a lie?"

"She never told you she was a Phoenix to start off with." Troy thought he had the upper hand, but he was not expecting Chris' reaction.

The Halliwell punched his whitelighter in the jaw, his green eyes showing his fury, "I knew who she was. She tried to kill me for God's sake…"

"And you slept with her anyway! Chris, you have no idea what you want."

"Yes I do actually," Chris retaliated, "I want her. I love her, Troy, why don't you get that? I suggest you tell the Elders that me and Wyatt need a new whitelighter, because after that little stunt you pulled, I never want to see you again."

Just as Chris had finished speaking, Wyatt's orbs filled the air.

"Thought you'd have…" The Twice Blessed was stopped in his tracks as he saw his brother and whitelighter glaring at each other, Troy holding onto his jaw, his lip bleeding.

"I'll go now then." Troy stated and orbed out, leaving the brothers alone.

"What happened?"

"I punched him."

Bianca looked at the man that claimed to be her father, she had never known who he was or what he was, but she could tell that he was a demon. She had been raised by evil long enough to know a demon when she saw one.

"What do you want?"

"Can't I call by to see my daughter? I also heard I'm going to be a granddad, news travels in the Underworld, especially when it's to do with the Halliwells."

"So, what do I call you?" Bianca asked, realising that his visit was only to do with the baby.

"Dad."

"You haven't earned that right." Bianca folded her arms, her Phoenix training coming back to her, never showing any sign of emotion on her face.

"Dralive." The man answered.

Bianca smirked and began to shimmer out, but was stopped when two demons shimmer in either side of her and grabbed her arms, stopping her.

"I don't think so, Bianca," Dralive smiled, standing up from the chair, "You're not running off to the Halliwells. They can find out later."

"I can't believe you punched him," Wyatt laughed as the two Halliwell brothers orbed back to the manor, "What did he do? Did he try to punch you back?"

"He's a whitelighter, Wyatt," Chris rolled his green eyes, but he had a little smile playing on his lips, "He's a pacifist. Anyway, I've told him to tell the Elders we need a new whitelighter."

Wyatt nodded his head, he was in agreement, they did need a new whitelighter, Troy was useless.

As they looked around the manor, they saw turned over cabinets, the dining room table broken and the couch on fire. Chris quickly held his hand out, to set a river of water on the fire, extinguishing it.

"Mel!" Wyatt called out, there had to have been a demon attack, what else could it be? There was no answer coming from their sister.

"She'll still be in bed." Chris hoped, but knew that a demon kidnapping was possible.

"She was up before I orbed to you," Wyatt panicked and looked around to see some green blood on the floor, "Demon. They've got Melinda."

"Let me go!" Melinda screamed from shackles that held her to the wall of a warehouse, "When my brothers find out I'm missing…"

"They won't be able to do anything." A man said as he shimmered in, looking at the young Halliwell girl in the shackles.

Melinda's eyes grew wide, as she saw Bianca being shimmered in by two demons, holding her as she struggled against them both.

"Put me down, I'll kill you I swear. I'll vanquish your sorry asses." But the man shouted at her, and ordered the demons to put her in the cage. The 17-year-old witch could just see her brother's girlfriend being thrown into a cage nearby, and then the man wave his arm, making the cage glow.

"Wyatt! Chris!" Melinda cried out, looking to the ceiling of the abandoned warehouse, but received a slap from the man, across her face. The demonic man grabbed her neck and looked into her brown eyes.

"One more peep out of you and I'll kill you right here. I only need one of you to lure them here."

"So why take both of us?"

"As backup."

Wyatt paced the conservatory, while Chris sat at a table, scrying for their little sister, but she was nowhere on the map. Wyatt could not sense her either.

"Try the demon." Wyatt said, just as a vase blew up. The witchlighter looked to his younger brother sheepishly, realising his emotions were getting out of control.

"At least I'm not causing any earthquakes," Chris smiled weakly, "I don't know how much the city will hold up with them, it's bad enough we're on a fault line."

"I'm going to get Aunt Paige." Wyatt stated, but as he was about to go, Chris called him back.

"Go for Pru instead, her empathy might help."

With a nod, the Twice Blessed orbed out, leaving Chris to scry for the demon. The crystal dropped on the map, which made Chris look at the map. He soon realised where the demon was, just as he saw movement from next to him, and then everything went black.

The Twice Blessed orbed into his Aunt Phoebe's house, well now Coops house. He looked around the living room, to find nobody there. He knew she was there though, he had just sense her.

"Wyatt, get down!" he heard Pru's voice, just as an energy ball flew through the air. Wyatt ducked just in time and then looked for where it had come from. He saw the demon just about to shimmer out, but blasted it with a flick of his wrists, causing it to form back in the room and stagger back.

"Pru, you ok?"

"Yeah." The 17-year-old cupid-witch called back.

"Patty and Pay with you?" As he received another 'yes', he looked back at the demon, who was looking at the gash on his left shoulder.

"Where's my sister?" Wyatt asked the demon, stepping closer to him, using his telekinesis to keep him on the spot so he could not shimmer out.

"I…I…I don't know…" the demon stuttered.

"Where is my sister?" Wyatt asked again, this time blowing off the demon's right arm. The demon screamed in agony, but still did not answer with the correct response.

"One last time, where is my sister?" The Twice Blessed shouted, in a low commanding voice. The demon gave in and rambled all the details off, causing the 21-year-old to gasp.

"Where am I?" Chris grumbled, as he grabbed his head in pain. Slowly he opened his eyes and started to stand up, but felt a blunt pain in his stomach as he was kicked.

"Why am I always the one to get attacked?" Chris asked, looking up at the demon that stood above him, with an evil smile on his face.

"I never thought the Twice Blessed would ever leave." A man shouted at mainly himself, as he walked towards the younger brother shackled to the wall. Chris began to try and orb, but nothing happened, "I wouldn't bother, you can't orb out of those chains," the man stated and then looked at Bianca who was still in the cage, "Can he sweetheart?"

"Don't sweetheart me." Bianca growled at her father, and then looked at her lover on the ground, blood dripping down the side of his face where he had been kicked.

"Bianca?" Chris asked, trying to look in her direction but was kicked again, "Enough with the kicking!" Chris shouted and began to start an earthquake, but it died down on its own. Chris looked around, confused.

"You can't use your powers in here, Chris," the demon stated a matter-of-factly, "Not for a long period of time, anyway, it just weakens you. Your sister's already found that out."

The 19-year-old looked around to see his sister close to Bianca, chained to the wall, unconscious. His turned back to the demon, "What have you done to her?"

"I've done nothing, she did it all to herself. Now aren't you going to say hello to your potential father-in-law?"

The question caught Chris off-guard and he looked up to the demon and then at his lover.

"You're half demon!" Chris exclaimed at the Phoenix.

"I didn't know, Chris," Bianca shook her head, tears beginning to form in her eyes, "I'm sorry, I've never known my dad."

Unknowing whether to believe her, Chris looked away, he could not bare to see the tears in her eyes, not now. He could only do the one thing he had always done what he was in trouble…

"Wyatt!" but received another kick to the stomach.

"There's no point in calling for your Twice Blessed brother, Christopher," Bianca's father smirked, "He'll be dead in…oh, two seconds."

Orbs filled the manor, as Wyatt and Pru reached their destination.

"Chris, I've got her." Wyatt called out, as they both made their way around the bottom floor of the house, looking for the half Elder Halliwell. Once they got back to the conservatory, they both tried calling for him again, but there was nothing.

"I just left him here." Wyatt stated as he walked to the map, and say the scrying crystal on the map, the point of the crystal just near the manor, "The demon was here." Pru looked at the map, to see what her eldest cousin was looking at.

"Correction," they both heard a voice behind them, "The demon is here." The two Halliwell cousins looked around to see a darklighter behind them, just as orbs filled the air between the two enemies. The darklighter set off an arrow and orbed out, just as the white orbs materialised into Troy, who took the arrow.

"Troy!" Wyatt called out, catching his whitelighter in his arms, as the arrow struck the boy's chest.

Troy looked around the room, holding onto the arrow, feeling the poison flowing around his body.

"Pru, take it out." Wyatt ordered, ready to heal. As soon as the arrow was out of Troy's body, Wyatt placed his hands over, but even though the glow was there, the healing was not working.

"It's…it's one of the…argh…the advanced arrows." Troy managed to say, feeling the poison was too strong for a usual darklighter arrow, "You need to get an Elder. Get Chris."

But Chris was missing too. Wyatt looked at the whitelighter and then at his cousin.

"I need to search for Chris, at least search for the demon that took Melinda, watch him." And Wyatt got to work, searching for the demon that his brother had pinpointed to the manor to find where he was now, and where he had taken his siblings.

i know, i know bit of a cliffhanger there, but it'll all be worth it for you to keep reading, and review this chapter :D