I do not own Charmed. Okey Dokey ,Slawy Pokey ? This is only my second fan fic , so it may not be very good. This is just an idea that popped in my head and refused to leave. Get out, Get out! Nope, still in there. It is kinda sappy and corny , and I apologize in advance , but please read and tell me what you think. It's a one shot featuring piper's pov. Thank you for reading and have fun!
I'm supposed to be in heaven, but what I feel and see down below is hell. A hell I am
partly responsible for .The world knows torture and so do I. I watch, but how can I
describe the pain I feel? Being a parent and watching as your child kills you. Watching as
he grows more and more twisted, killing innocents, his own blood. Knowing I can do
nothing now as my child destroys the world and he is a hell worse than the one he has
created .How could it go so wrong? His birth was meant to be a triumph for the world,
not a death sentence. Why did this happen? How were we supposed to know that this
would happen? Some say the fact that he was born a boy should have been a sign that
something had gone wrong. Grams even said as much. I refuse to believe that, even now.
I have not one son, but two. Chris has not become the monster his older brother has. I
have often wondered why Wyatt did not kill Chris. Some would say it was just to torture
Chris. I see it as a ray of hope. Dim, yes, but there none the less. Even now Chris has
made a plan to go back and set things right. I have no doubt that he will change things or
die trying, because that is what Haliwels do. Until the time comes to see for sure I watch
and cry. Cry for the world my son has destroyed, my sons, but most of all I cry and pray
for hope. Hope that this world will become but a forgotten nightmare and a new one will
take its place. It's a mother's hope, but that is the strongest hope there is.