Author's Note: Yes I know, it was evil of me to kill Chris. But it does
have a point I am a die hard Chris fan and...well you'll see. Some of you
may be able to figure out what is going to happen.
Evil Wyatt sensed something, something he had never sensed before, himself...a good version of himself. 'How is that possible?' he thought. If only he were back in the future and had all the demons under his command, here they almost completely ignored him. If he were back in the future he would have his seer by his side, she knew just about everything.
He tried to sense 'himself' and found that he was at the Manor, "What the hell is going on here?!" he screamed in frustration to the empty room. He tried to orb to the manor, but he couldn't. He looked down at his hands as though they held the answers. He thought about the good him that seemed to be in this timeline and at the manor.
"Dammit," he muttered before he shimmered.
Piper, was still hugging Wyatt so she had a perfect view over his shoulder and was the first to see the other Wyatt shimmer in. Immediately her eyes regained their fire. This was the man who had killed her son.
"Wyatt," she said with frozen venom. Good Wyatt let go of his mother and shielded her. It sickened evil Wyatt to see how much this version of himself was like Chris. He stared his 'twin' up and down and sneered. He didn't that only to cover up the fact that his mind was in complete chaos. He had never faced anyone as powerful as he was, and now he was facing himself. He threw a fire ball at his good half, just to test if his theory was right. Good Wyatt immediately put up his shield. The fire ball bounced off the shield and into the walls.
"Well at least some thing is predictable today," muttered evil Wyatt to himself. He decided that the hallway was not the best place to fight because his own attacks could bounce off the walls and hit him. He shimmered back to the basement where he had tortured Chris. Good Wyatt immediately followed.
"Stay here," good Wyatt said, particularly to his mother.
"But—"she protested.
"No, I don't want to put you or baby Chris in jeopardy, if we loose either of you then we loose the future." Piper sighed, she knew he was right; she just wanted revenge so badly.
"Fine," she said.
"Don't worry mom, I can handle him, I know exactly how he thinks."
"But he knows what you think too."
"I'll be fine, I promise." He orbed out in search of his other self. He reappeared in the basement and saw evil Wyatt leaning against one of the walls.
"Jeez, took you long enough, but I suppose you were saying goodbye to our dear mother," said evil Wyatt.
"She's my mother, not yours, she has disowned you, but I'm sure you caught the look in her eyes. You're a murderer."
"So are you."
"I am not you and I am nothing like you. You aren't even supposed to exist, I'm the only one that belongs."
"Oh who told you that?" he said in a baby voice, "Were you having an off day and needed reassurance from our baby brother?"
"Do you want to fight so I can get rid of you, or are you going to talk forever?" said good Wyatt.
"Fighting's fine with me, I just figured you were too scared to fight me."
"Why would I be scared? I am more powerful than you are, all you have are the powers you collected over the years, and those will never amount to the ones that you were born with."
"I think I can manage," said evil Wyatt, forming a fire ball in his hand.
"If all you have are fire balls then I better say good bye to you now."
"Oh I have a lot more than that."
"Well you already know what I've got, so no need to tell you all of my powers on a very long list," said good Wyatt.
"Lets go," he threw the fire ball and good Wyatt dodged it. Good Wyatt retaliated with his electricity power. Evil Wyatt dodged that, this was going to be harder than either of them had expected.
Piper looked at the spot where he had been and started crying again, she was so worried for him, and she couldn't help thinking about Chris. Her poor boy. She tried to tell herself that it would be all right, that Wyatt would fix everything, but that didn't change the fact that Chris was dead right now, and may stay that way for she didn't know how long.
Phoebe held onto little Wyatt, her only comfort. If she dared put him down she would be breaking down as bad as Piper was. She rocked Wyatt back and forth in her lap, all the time staring at Chris' body. She tried not to but she couldn't help it, it was as though her eyes were glued in place. Tears flowed down her cheeks and every now and then a little sob or whimper would escape her.
Leo sat on the floor only a few feet from Chris. So many thoughts and feelings were running through his head that he hardly noticed that he was crying, and he was totally oblivious to Phoebe and Piper near by him. The other elders called him but he just ignored them.
"Hello!" said Paige entering the Manor, after they had tried to bind Wyatt's powers she had gone back to her temp job. "Any one home?" she asked when she got no answer. She put her keys down on the little table that was in the hallway. She first checked the living room, then the kitchen. She checked the back yard and the basement, no one was there.
"Duh Paige, they must be in the attic," she muttered to herself, "But why didn't they answer me?" She went back inside and she was hit by a sudden wave dread, what if Wyatt had done something to them. She slowly made her way up the stairs and when she got to the upstairs hallway she stopped. She sank to her knees and began crying, the only thing she said was "Oh God."
She cried for a while, somewhere between the quiet grief that Phoebe was experiencing and the mental break down that was Piper. She finally calmed down enough that she went over to try and comfort Piper. There wasn't much she could do for her except just be there.
Piper leaned into Paige, she wished that Leo would break out of his mind and be the one comforting her, but Paige helped just the same. She finally looked up and saw first Phoebe staring with her eyes and mouth wide open. She followed Phoebe's gaze to the place where Chris had lain. His body was no where to be seen.
Evil Wyatt sensed something, something he had never sensed before, himself...a good version of himself. 'How is that possible?' he thought. If only he were back in the future and had all the demons under his command, here they almost completely ignored him. If he were back in the future he would have his seer by his side, she knew just about everything.
He tried to sense 'himself' and found that he was at the Manor, "What the hell is going on here?!" he screamed in frustration to the empty room. He tried to orb to the manor, but he couldn't. He looked down at his hands as though they held the answers. He thought about the good him that seemed to be in this timeline and at the manor.
"Dammit," he muttered before he shimmered.
Piper, was still hugging Wyatt so she had a perfect view over his shoulder and was the first to see the other Wyatt shimmer in. Immediately her eyes regained their fire. This was the man who had killed her son.
"Wyatt," she said with frozen venom. Good Wyatt let go of his mother and shielded her. It sickened evil Wyatt to see how much this version of himself was like Chris. He stared his 'twin' up and down and sneered. He didn't that only to cover up the fact that his mind was in complete chaos. He had never faced anyone as powerful as he was, and now he was facing himself. He threw a fire ball at his good half, just to test if his theory was right. Good Wyatt immediately put up his shield. The fire ball bounced off the shield and into the walls.
"Well at least some thing is predictable today," muttered evil Wyatt to himself. He decided that the hallway was not the best place to fight because his own attacks could bounce off the walls and hit him. He shimmered back to the basement where he had tortured Chris. Good Wyatt immediately followed.
"Stay here," good Wyatt said, particularly to his mother.
"But—"she protested.
"No, I don't want to put you or baby Chris in jeopardy, if we loose either of you then we loose the future." Piper sighed, she knew he was right; she just wanted revenge so badly.
"Fine," she said.
"Don't worry mom, I can handle him, I know exactly how he thinks."
"But he knows what you think too."
"I'll be fine, I promise." He orbed out in search of his other self. He reappeared in the basement and saw evil Wyatt leaning against one of the walls.
"Jeez, took you long enough, but I suppose you were saying goodbye to our dear mother," said evil Wyatt.
"She's my mother, not yours, she has disowned you, but I'm sure you caught the look in her eyes. You're a murderer."
"So are you."
"I am not you and I am nothing like you. You aren't even supposed to exist, I'm the only one that belongs."
"Oh who told you that?" he said in a baby voice, "Were you having an off day and needed reassurance from our baby brother?"
"Do you want to fight so I can get rid of you, or are you going to talk forever?" said good Wyatt.
"Fighting's fine with me, I just figured you were too scared to fight me."
"Why would I be scared? I am more powerful than you are, all you have are the powers you collected over the years, and those will never amount to the ones that you were born with."
"I think I can manage," said evil Wyatt, forming a fire ball in his hand.
"If all you have are fire balls then I better say good bye to you now."
"Oh I have a lot more than that."
"Well you already know what I've got, so no need to tell you all of my powers on a very long list," said good Wyatt.
"Lets go," he threw the fire ball and good Wyatt dodged it. Good Wyatt retaliated with his electricity power. Evil Wyatt dodged that, this was going to be harder than either of them had expected.
Piper looked at the spot where he had been and started crying again, she was so worried for him, and she couldn't help thinking about Chris. Her poor boy. She tried to tell herself that it would be all right, that Wyatt would fix everything, but that didn't change the fact that Chris was dead right now, and may stay that way for she didn't know how long.
Phoebe held onto little Wyatt, her only comfort. If she dared put him down she would be breaking down as bad as Piper was. She rocked Wyatt back and forth in her lap, all the time staring at Chris' body. She tried not to but she couldn't help it, it was as though her eyes were glued in place. Tears flowed down her cheeks and every now and then a little sob or whimper would escape her.
Leo sat on the floor only a few feet from Chris. So many thoughts and feelings were running through his head that he hardly noticed that he was crying, and he was totally oblivious to Phoebe and Piper near by him. The other elders called him but he just ignored them.
"Hello!" said Paige entering the Manor, after they had tried to bind Wyatt's powers she had gone back to her temp job. "Any one home?" she asked when she got no answer. She put her keys down on the little table that was in the hallway. She first checked the living room, then the kitchen. She checked the back yard and the basement, no one was there.
"Duh Paige, they must be in the attic," she muttered to herself, "But why didn't they answer me?" She went back inside and she was hit by a sudden wave dread, what if Wyatt had done something to them. She slowly made her way up the stairs and when she got to the upstairs hallway she stopped. She sank to her knees and began crying, the only thing she said was "Oh God."
She cried for a while, somewhere between the quiet grief that Phoebe was experiencing and the mental break down that was Piper. She finally calmed down enough that she went over to try and comfort Piper. There wasn't much she could do for her except just be there.
Piper leaned into Paige, she wished that Leo would break out of his mind and be the one comforting her, but Paige helped just the same. She finally looked up and saw first Phoebe staring with her eyes and mouth wide open. She followed Phoebe's gaze to the place where Chris had lain. His body was no where to be seen.