Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the television show Charmed.
All characters belong to Spelling Television, and The WB.
This is my first Charmed fic. I apologize if I get any of the show's details wrong. I'd love to get feedback! Please review the story or e- mail me at jeff_langdon@hotmail.com!
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Anguished Soul - Chapter 2
Chris was so deep in thought he didn't even notice that he wasn't alone in the park. Only the sound of a sinister laughter woke the teen Whitelighter from his thoughts. A look of surprise flashed across his face before it was replaced by a glare of disgust.
"Did you miss me, Christopher?" the voice sneered.
"How did you get here?"
"I have my ways, of course. I wanted to see your progress."
"That's none of your business," Chris snapped.
"Touchy, touchy."
"Don't think of trying anything," the teen warned, refusing to show his apprehension.
The sinister laughter echoed through the empty park. "If we weren't such good friends, I would've thought you were threatening me."
"Don't push it, Arkon."
"Enough small talk, Christopher. Just remember that I'll be watching you," the voice announced. "Until we meet again, a small gift for you to remember me by."
Chris summoned his power and orbed a fireball towards Arkon but it was too late. Immediately, a sharp pain struck Chris, causing the teen to collapse onto his knees, clutching his abdomen. Amidst the pain, he could still hear Arkon's voice taunting him. "You weak fool! When will you ever learn?" With that, the voice became more distant but the pain refused to subside. Chris called out for help but there was no one to help him.
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The morning sun shone down, waking Chris up from his restless sleep. He had fallen unconscious after his encounter with Arkon and he found himself still in the deserted park. Realizing that he needed to check up on the Charmed Ones, he groaned at the prospect of another confrontation with Piper.
The three sisters were in the kitchen having breakfast when Chris appeared. Phoebe was the first to notice Chris' appearance. "You look awful, Chris," she observed.
"And good morning to you too," Chris answered. He really was in no mood to spar with the three witches and he had no energy to come up with any smart remarks. "I'm assuming everything here is okay?"
"Definitely," Paige answered, her eyes never leaving the teen. "Can't say the same about you though. What did you do to yourself?"
"What?" Chris asked, suddenly feeling very self-conscious as three pairs of eyes were focused on him. "I had a rough night, okay?"
The pang of guilt that plagued Paige the night before returned and again, she saw the vulnerability behind Chris' eyes. "Let me get you some breakfast."
"No, I'm fine," Chris protested. He really didn't want to stay in the manor any longer than he had to.
"Sit," ordered Paige as she filled up the plate with food.
Chris sheepishly sat down, not daring or wanting to question the order. Only when he started eating did he realize how hungry he really was. By the time he was done, Phoebe had headed off to work while Piper was out doing errands, taking Wyatt with her. This left Paige and Chris in the house, along with an awkward silence.
"Well, I better get going," Chris said as he got up from the kitchen table. "You probably have a ton of errands to run yourself."
"What do you have planned today?" Paige asked, hoping she wasn't sounding overly eager.
"Nothing much, aside from apartment hunting."
"Apartment hunting? You mean you really don't plan to stay with us?" Paige asked, not really knowing why she suddenly felt so disappointed.
"Like I said last night, that really wouldn't be a good idea."
"Well, let me help you out, given that you come from the future and all. You don't want to get ripped off or something," Paige quickly offered before realizing that she was trying overly hard to rationalize her answer.
Chris gave her a curious look before grinning. "Sure. I suppose I can use some help."
As she walked down the street with Chris, she could not help but wonder why Phoebe and Piper were so wary of him. She felt totally comfortable when she was with Chris and she couldn't see any way how he could have a hidden agenda.
The day passed by quickly for Paige and Chris as they searched all over the neighbourhood for an apartment. Finally, Chris decided on small one- bedroom unit two blocks from the Halliwell manor. The apartment wasn't overly large but was spacious enough to be comfortable. Mostly furnished, Chris was delighted that he could move in immediately.
The sun was setting when they finally finished with all the rental paperwork. "Thanks for your help, Paige. I really appreciate it," Chris said gratefully as they walked back towards the manor.
"No problem. The least I could do was find my Whitelighter a comfortable apartment."
Paige groaned inwardly as she saw a familiar face approaching them from down the street. It was Marcus, a jock who lived on the same street as the Halliwells. Ever since day one, he had always tried to hit on Paige. She always ignored him but lately, he was becoming increasingly persistent and to make matters worse, Paige couldn't use her powers to get rid of him for fear of revealing her true identity.
As Marcus approached, his annoying smirk only got more annoying. "Hey Paige. I've been looking all over for you."
"Can I help you, Marcus?" she said in an annoyed voice.
"Yes you can, Paige. My friend is hosting a really hot party and perhaps you can go as my date."
"How many times have I told you, Marcus? I'm not interested."
With no sign of backing off, Marcus continued. "I admire you, Paige. Most girls would be all over guys like me, but you're different. I like challenges like that. But I think deep down, you are attracted to me. You just don't want to admit it."
Paige was so annoyed she wanted to scream. Instead, she grabbed Chris' hand and pulled him close. "Actually, I'm already taken," she answered as she leaned into the teen Whitelighter.
"That's pretty funny, Paige," Marcus laughed.
As if to prove her point, Paige pulled Chris towards her and kissed him. Chris' eyes shot wide open in shock before quickly playing along with Paige's act.
Marcus, disgusted by the scene before him, simply grunted. "I thought you had better taste than that, Paige. Guess I was wrong. Maybe you're just like all those cheap sluts after all."
At this, Chris pulled away from the kiss and glared at Marcus. "What did you just say?" he demanded, anger quickly rising.
"I said that your girl is a cheap slut," he answered condescendingly. "And what are you going to do about it, pretty boy?"
"Apologize to her," Chris demanded in a low, even voice. "Now."
Without warning, Marcus launched a fist towards Chris, which he easily ducked. Enraged, Marcus began to attack Chris. Without fighting back, Chris simply avoided all of the blows and soon, Marcus was exhausted. Smirking, Chris turned his attention back to Paige. "You okay?"
Paige simply nodded, still marveling at the "fight" that she just witnessed. She was impressed that Chris chose not to resort to brawling with Marcus. But even more important, she loved how Chris stood up for her when Marcus insulted her. Her thoughts were broken as her peripheral vision caught sight of Marcus. She gasped as she saw Marcus' hand holding something shiny as he lunged at Chris, whose back was facing Marcus.
"Chris!!" she yelled. "Watch out!!"
.to be continued.
This is my first Charmed fic. I apologize if I get any of the show's details wrong. I'd love to get feedback! Please review the story or e- mail me at jeff_langdon@hotmail.com!
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Anguished Soul - Chapter 2
Chris was so deep in thought he didn't even notice that he wasn't alone in the park. Only the sound of a sinister laughter woke the teen Whitelighter from his thoughts. A look of surprise flashed across his face before it was replaced by a glare of disgust.
"Did you miss me, Christopher?" the voice sneered.
"How did you get here?"
"I have my ways, of course. I wanted to see your progress."
"That's none of your business," Chris snapped.
"Touchy, touchy."
"Don't think of trying anything," the teen warned, refusing to show his apprehension.
The sinister laughter echoed through the empty park. "If we weren't such good friends, I would've thought you were threatening me."
"Don't push it, Arkon."
"Enough small talk, Christopher. Just remember that I'll be watching you," the voice announced. "Until we meet again, a small gift for you to remember me by."
Chris summoned his power and orbed a fireball towards Arkon but it was too late. Immediately, a sharp pain struck Chris, causing the teen to collapse onto his knees, clutching his abdomen. Amidst the pain, he could still hear Arkon's voice taunting him. "You weak fool! When will you ever learn?" With that, the voice became more distant but the pain refused to subside. Chris called out for help but there was no one to help him.
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The morning sun shone down, waking Chris up from his restless sleep. He had fallen unconscious after his encounter with Arkon and he found himself still in the deserted park. Realizing that he needed to check up on the Charmed Ones, he groaned at the prospect of another confrontation with Piper.
The three sisters were in the kitchen having breakfast when Chris appeared. Phoebe was the first to notice Chris' appearance. "You look awful, Chris," she observed.
"And good morning to you too," Chris answered. He really was in no mood to spar with the three witches and he had no energy to come up with any smart remarks. "I'm assuming everything here is okay?"
"Definitely," Paige answered, her eyes never leaving the teen. "Can't say the same about you though. What did you do to yourself?"
"What?" Chris asked, suddenly feeling very self-conscious as three pairs of eyes were focused on him. "I had a rough night, okay?"
The pang of guilt that plagued Paige the night before returned and again, she saw the vulnerability behind Chris' eyes. "Let me get you some breakfast."
"No, I'm fine," Chris protested. He really didn't want to stay in the manor any longer than he had to.
"Sit," ordered Paige as she filled up the plate with food.
Chris sheepishly sat down, not daring or wanting to question the order. Only when he started eating did he realize how hungry he really was. By the time he was done, Phoebe had headed off to work while Piper was out doing errands, taking Wyatt with her. This left Paige and Chris in the house, along with an awkward silence.
"Well, I better get going," Chris said as he got up from the kitchen table. "You probably have a ton of errands to run yourself."
"What do you have planned today?" Paige asked, hoping she wasn't sounding overly eager.
"Nothing much, aside from apartment hunting."
"Apartment hunting? You mean you really don't plan to stay with us?" Paige asked, not really knowing why she suddenly felt so disappointed.
"Like I said last night, that really wouldn't be a good idea."
"Well, let me help you out, given that you come from the future and all. You don't want to get ripped off or something," Paige quickly offered before realizing that she was trying overly hard to rationalize her answer.
Chris gave her a curious look before grinning. "Sure. I suppose I can use some help."
As she walked down the street with Chris, she could not help but wonder why Phoebe and Piper were so wary of him. She felt totally comfortable when she was with Chris and she couldn't see any way how he could have a hidden agenda.
The day passed by quickly for Paige and Chris as they searched all over the neighbourhood for an apartment. Finally, Chris decided on small one- bedroom unit two blocks from the Halliwell manor. The apartment wasn't overly large but was spacious enough to be comfortable. Mostly furnished, Chris was delighted that he could move in immediately.
The sun was setting when they finally finished with all the rental paperwork. "Thanks for your help, Paige. I really appreciate it," Chris said gratefully as they walked back towards the manor.
"No problem. The least I could do was find my Whitelighter a comfortable apartment."
Paige groaned inwardly as she saw a familiar face approaching them from down the street. It was Marcus, a jock who lived on the same street as the Halliwells. Ever since day one, he had always tried to hit on Paige. She always ignored him but lately, he was becoming increasingly persistent and to make matters worse, Paige couldn't use her powers to get rid of him for fear of revealing her true identity.
As Marcus approached, his annoying smirk only got more annoying. "Hey Paige. I've been looking all over for you."
"Can I help you, Marcus?" she said in an annoyed voice.
"Yes you can, Paige. My friend is hosting a really hot party and perhaps you can go as my date."
"How many times have I told you, Marcus? I'm not interested."
With no sign of backing off, Marcus continued. "I admire you, Paige. Most girls would be all over guys like me, but you're different. I like challenges like that. But I think deep down, you are attracted to me. You just don't want to admit it."
Paige was so annoyed she wanted to scream. Instead, she grabbed Chris' hand and pulled him close. "Actually, I'm already taken," she answered as she leaned into the teen Whitelighter.
"That's pretty funny, Paige," Marcus laughed.
As if to prove her point, Paige pulled Chris towards her and kissed him. Chris' eyes shot wide open in shock before quickly playing along with Paige's act.
Marcus, disgusted by the scene before him, simply grunted. "I thought you had better taste than that, Paige. Guess I was wrong. Maybe you're just like all those cheap sluts after all."
At this, Chris pulled away from the kiss and glared at Marcus. "What did you just say?" he demanded, anger quickly rising.
"I said that your girl is a cheap slut," he answered condescendingly. "And what are you going to do about it, pretty boy?"
"Apologize to her," Chris demanded in a low, even voice. "Now."
Without warning, Marcus launched a fist towards Chris, which he easily ducked. Enraged, Marcus began to attack Chris. Without fighting back, Chris simply avoided all of the blows and soon, Marcus was exhausted. Smirking, Chris turned his attention back to Paige. "You okay?"
Paige simply nodded, still marveling at the "fight" that she just witnessed. She was impressed that Chris chose not to resort to brawling with Marcus. But even more important, she loved how Chris stood up for her when Marcus insulted her. Her thoughts were broken as her peripheral vision caught sight of Marcus. She gasped as she saw Marcus' hand holding something shiny as he lunged at Chris, whose back was facing Marcus.
"Chris!!" she yelled. "Watch out!!"
.to be continued.
