A/N: Relatively short but, hey! Big event! Is this the end of Chris? And,
okay, looking over this, it's not my best work. But I've got regents tests
to prepare for and like a million things for homework (Damn Romeo and
Juliet...). So, I'll update as often and as well as I can. Also: Any one
want to contribute ideas for the little dwarf nanny's name? Alright,
Alright... On to ficdom!
Chapter Five.
"Damn you," Chris growled and smacked the side of his head. He was screaming again. Crying for help... How it hurt! It was lucky the kid didn't know what he was doing or he'd be screaming all the time. He would never tire...
He wasn't going to think about it right now. He had to focus on what was at hand. Chris grinned. It was going lovely - despite that momentary pain. Already he had taken out the Whitelighter. Soon, he would kill... the dwarf, most likely. But the baby...
Damn the infernal thing. Would it ever trust him? Even when he was with his mother or aunts, the child never trusted him. It took only a day to gain the trust of the Power of Three. But Wyatt Halliwell could be his end.
It seemed it was always to be that way.
Or atleast he had come the closest to it in the time before. Yet, this time, he wouldn't even try. No, this time Wyatt Halliwell would be his to control. Eventually, when the baby trusted him, he would kill the women... seperately so they couldn't use their 'power of three' to destroy him.
And then the baby would be his.
Nothing could stop him. He laughed aloud. To think that Leo had even tried. His parents had been easy to kill, as well as his brothers. They had put up a good fight. Done their best - especially his brothers. Too bad the aunts hadn't been there. Too bad they had left, thinking the boys could take care of things. If they hadn't, his life may have been much harder. And they had been much too easy to kill on their own.
//Help!//
Chris smacked the side of his head again. Damn him! Would he never stop? He'd go on for hours sometimes before giving up. But it was only periodical... often quiet for months at a time. If only the boy knew how close he was to finding freedom with his shouts.
Again he laughed. So close, boy... so close.
***
They orbed into the hallway by the stairs leading to the attic, but by the time they got there, Chris had recovered and moved to a different part of the house. Slowly the four of them crept across the upstairs and searched every room. After a couple minutes it was clear he was downstairs. They all exchanged looks and silently krept down the stairs.
Zack went last, still feeling a bit weaking and willing his knees not to give out. So far, he was winning. But how long would it last? Who knew how much orbing took out of a guy? Now at the bottom of the stairs, they stopped to plot.
"Okay, Paige," Piper said. "You go in first. We'll come in around the other side of the living room."
She nodded and walked in.
"Hey, Chris," she said. "Watcha doing?"
At this point, he was sitting on the couch watching television. His previous thoughts were abandoned for a moment as he was absorbed in the antics and adventures of the Crocodile Hunter.
He turned his head around to see her standing behind him. "Oh, nothing," Chris answered. "Just watching this guy... He's a riot!"
She laughed uneasily.
"Something wrong?" he asked.
"Yeah, Chris, there is," Piper said as the three of them entered from the other side of the room. Paige walked over to the entrance she had come through to block his escape. Phoebe soon joined her.
Then, he saw him.
"Leo," Chris growled.
"Yeah," Zack replied. "You can't get rid of me as easy as Wy- Matt and Andy."
The other young man grinned. "You haven't told them."
The three woman looked to Zack, expecting him to say something. Give them another revelation. And at that moment Chris struck. He dashed into Phoebe and Paige, knocking them both down and tearing for the door. Zack and Piper jumped and ran after him.
But in an instant he was still and turned around.
"Leo?" he asked in a small, weak voice. "Help... Please, Leo... Help me."
It was clearly not the same person as before. The voice was so... helpless and his eyes were unfocused and odd. There was something about him that had changed. Something that was the same as long before, or rather, long into the future.
Before he had changed.
Later, he would never know why he stopped her. Perhaps the only hope for the future lay in the death of Chris Perry. But at that moment, Zack couldn't let her do it. He had seen his friend - his brother! - in this evil... creature.
The real Chris was still in there somewhere. Those cries for help he had been tortured with for the past three years were really coming from Chris. He was still in there!
"Piper! Don't!" he shouted and pushed her down.
He looked back at Chris, expecting to still see his friend. But instead, it was 'the creature' again. The eyes were cold and hard and the face ridged. He looked at Zack and grinned evily. And Zack realized, he had just allowed it to escape. It wouldn't come back.
It was going to kill. And he had to deal with a very angry Power of Three now.
//Please be in there still, Chris// he thought. //Please.//
***
Chapter Five.
"Damn you," Chris growled and smacked the side of his head. He was screaming again. Crying for help... How it hurt! It was lucky the kid didn't know what he was doing or he'd be screaming all the time. He would never tire...
He wasn't going to think about it right now. He had to focus on what was at hand. Chris grinned. It was going lovely - despite that momentary pain. Already he had taken out the Whitelighter. Soon, he would kill... the dwarf, most likely. But the baby...
Damn the infernal thing. Would it ever trust him? Even when he was with his mother or aunts, the child never trusted him. It took only a day to gain the trust of the Power of Three. But Wyatt Halliwell could be his end.
It seemed it was always to be that way.
Or atleast he had come the closest to it in the time before. Yet, this time, he wouldn't even try. No, this time Wyatt Halliwell would be his to control. Eventually, when the baby trusted him, he would kill the women... seperately so they couldn't use their 'power of three' to destroy him.
And then the baby would be his.
Nothing could stop him. He laughed aloud. To think that Leo had even tried. His parents had been easy to kill, as well as his brothers. They had put up a good fight. Done their best - especially his brothers. Too bad the aunts hadn't been there. Too bad they had left, thinking the boys could take care of things. If they hadn't, his life may have been much harder. And they had been much too easy to kill on their own.
//Help!//
Chris smacked the side of his head again. Damn him! Would he never stop? He'd go on for hours sometimes before giving up. But it was only periodical... often quiet for months at a time. If only the boy knew how close he was to finding freedom with his shouts.
Again he laughed. So close, boy... so close.
***
They orbed into the hallway by the stairs leading to the attic, but by the time they got there, Chris had recovered and moved to a different part of the house. Slowly the four of them crept across the upstairs and searched every room. After a couple minutes it was clear he was downstairs. They all exchanged looks and silently krept down the stairs.
Zack went last, still feeling a bit weaking and willing his knees not to give out. So far, he was winning. But how long would it last? Who knew how much orbing took out of a guy? Now at the bottom of the stairs, they stopped to plot.
"Okay, Paige," Piper said. "You go in first. We'll come in around the other side of the living room."
She nodded and walked in.
"Hey, Chris," she said. "Watcha doing?"
At this point, he was sitting on the couch watching television. His previous thoughts were abandoned for a moment as he was absorbed in the antics and adventures of the Crocodile Hunter.
He turned his head around to see her standing behind him. "Oh, nothing," Chris answered. "Just watching this guy... He's a riot!"
She laughed uneasily.
"Something wrong?" he asked.
"Yeah, Chris, there is," Piper said as the three of them entered from the other side of the room. Paige walked over to the entrance she had come through to block his escape. Phoebe soon joined her.
Then, he saw him.
"Leo," Chris growled.
"Yeah," Zack replied. "You can't get rid of me as easy as Wy- Matt and Andy."
The other young man grinned. "You haven't told them."
The three woman looked to Zack, expecting him to say something. Give them another revelation. And at that moment Chris struck. He dashed into Phoebe and Paige, knocking them both down and tearing for the door. Zack and Piper jumped and ran after him.
But in an instant he was still and turned around.
"Leo?" he asked in a small, weak voice. "Help... Please, Leo... Help me."
It was clearly not the same person as before. The voice was so... helpless and his eyes were unfocused and odd. There was something about him that had changed. Something that was the same as long before, or rather, long into the future.
Before he had changed.
Later, he would never know why he stopped her. Perhaps the only hope for the future lay in the death of Chris Perry. But at that moment, Zack couldn't let her do it. He had seen his friend - his brother! - in this evil... creature.
The real Chris was still in there somewhere. Those cries for help he had been tortured with for the past three years were really coming from Chris. He was still in there!
"Piper! Don't!" he shouted and pushed her down.
He looked back at Chris, expecting to still see his friend. But instead, it was 'the creature' again. The eyes were cold and hard and the face ridged. He looked at Zack and grinned evily. And Zack realized, he had just allowed it to escape. It wouldn't come back.
It was going to kill. And he had to deal with a very angry Power of Three now.
//Please be in there still, Chris// he thought. //Please.//
***
