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Charmed—which I don't and never will—so if you want a decent disclaimer,
then look at the other chapters. I'm sure the disclaimer is everybody's
FAVORITE part of the story.
Plz excuse any errors in the text, I'm writing in the dark with my sisters and brother screaming from behind me. It's not very peaceful here....lol.
"W-what?" Leo stammered, hardly able to believe what he was hearing. "You guys can't vanquish me, I'm your whitelighter, Piper's husband!"
"We've vanquished our husbands before," Phoebe hissed. "Remember Cole? Do you really want to go through all that crap again?" Leo shook his head. "Go heal him, then! You have no choice."
"Wait—how is he supposed to know that you two aren't lying? He hasn't even seen the ending to the prophecy—speaking of which, scootch over, I wanna see this," Piper demanded, shoving Phoebe out of the way to read the book. "The younger of the two..." her mouth went dry as she read ahead. She looked up at Leo, tears in her eyes. "The younger of the two brothers will tamper with space and time, making it so the eldest's evil will be erased from the line. Unless the younger is killed before the day this text is revealed, he alone will save the world."
Leo gasped. "Damn it, I hope I'm not too late," he cried, running over to Chris. The ground beneath him was soaked with blood and he was pale, not yet breathing. A white light emerged from Leo's hands and slowly, the wounds healed.
Chris sprang up the instant he was revived. "MEL!" he shrieked. Seeing his surroundings, he gave them all a confused look. "Dad? What are you doing here? Where's Mel—we were on the bridge—is she alright?"
"I'm fine, Chris," she soothed him, "I'm okay. We almost lost you, we were so scared."
"Sorry," he mumbled. "What happened, anyways?"
Wyatt stepped forward before anybody could respond. "I happened. I made that tidal wave, but don't you worry, it only destroyed San Francisco. I plan to take it slowly—one city at a time, so I can watch the world suffer! And," he added, a fireball forming in his palm, "these are survivors. I can't risk that."
He aimed at the three innocents, huddled in the corner weeping, and blasted them before everyone had a chance to absorb everything he said. Their ashes lay in a little puddle of the water off their clothes.
"Wyatt..." Piper breathed.
By now Chris, quite shaken, had risen to his feet. "You—you just killed innocents! I knew it was you, but you," he cried, pointing at Piper and Leo, "you all wouldn't believe me. You all blamed ME! After all this time...every time I tried to convince you of the TRUTH...you—"
"Chris, I'm sorry!" Piper begged, "Please forgive us, we didn't mean it—"
"It's too late to take it back," he countered. "Now, if you'll all excuse me, there are more innocents that are still alive out there that need saving. I'M going to save them before WYATT kills them all. Got it? Good."
He orbed out.
"Not if I get there first," Wyatt murmured, shimmering after him.
Piper gasped—this was too much to take in. Her sons were both in danger—Wyatt was in danger of himself, and Chris was in danger of...everything. How could she have been so blind? Chris told her over and over again that Wyatt was using spells against the Wiccan rules, but she always thought it was some childish attention-seeking habit that he just never grew out of. He was telling the truth...
"Earth to Piper," Paige cut through her panic, "we're all astonished, but really, snap out of it. We have to find a way to solve this."
"What are we going to do?" Mel wailed.
"Honey," Phoebe said gently, "can you and Prue go down to the nursery for a moment? We'll call you back when we come up with a plan."
Prue stomped down on her right foot. "I don't want to go to the stupid old nursery, it's for babies! We can stay right here. We want to help. Right, Mel?"
Mel made a wistful glance at her mother and Aunts, but knew that she had no other choice but to be strong and obey. "We don't wanna stay here," Mel tried to laugh, "they're going to talk about gooey romantic stuff that they did last night with their husbands."
"Ew," Prue twisted her face in disgust. "What about Chris and Wyatt?"
"We'll go think about that in the nursery. Now, c'mon, I'm sure your old teacher will be very happy to see you again."
Once they left, Paige spoke up first. "Well he have several issues to face, and if they aren't addressed quickly then we could lose somebody we care about. First of all, we have to address the fact that Chris is running around a flooding city alone with no way to sense him. Phoebe, I'm assigning you to that task—you know the Book of Shadows the best, find where the spell is that Chris used and reverse it. The other problem is that Wyatt's trying to kill Chris and innocents. If he wants to kill Chris, he'll have no problem killing the rest of his family, and that's why you're going to find him and orb him outta where ever he is, alright, Leo?"
He nodded.
"Okay. Mel and I will go down and try to save everybody we can from the flooding. Piper, you watch Prue, wait just in case Chris or Wyatt comes back, keep the innocents busy, and try by all means possible to find a way to stop the wave your son created. Everybody know what they have to do?"
Without waiting for a response, Paige orbed down, grabbed a wet but still legible Book of Shadows and handed it to Phoebe.
"Call me once you undo Chris' spell," Leo ordered, orbing down to earth to search for his sons.
Piper ran off to the nursery to get Mel and Prue. Mel orbed back to Paige, ready to go as soon as Piper told her what to do. They then both orbed down to earth, waving to Prue and Piper, who were now in the library researching magically-induced tidal waves.
Mel and her mother orbed up to a tall building that had managed to be spared from the destruction. It was a mess—there were people inside of every building screaming, water flooding the streets mercilessly. She wanted to save them all, make their misery end...but knew she couldn't.
She orbed into the lower levels of the building first, grabbing as many people as she could with her two arms and orbing them away to Up There. She released them, nodded at Piper, Prue, and Phoebe, then orbed back down.
By the time she returned to that level, she found that two people had already died in that same place in just the time it took for her to orb Up There. She stifled back a cry, knowing that she couldn't help it. It wasn't her fault.
Meanwhile, Paige was doing the same orbing routine in the other lower levels of buildings and occasionally streets, since she was a good enough swimmer. Being more experienced, she easily grabbed people without second thought and orbed. Pretty soon the entire Magic School was packed with innocents saved by Mel, Paige, and Chris, whom Piper hadn't yet been able to catch.
"This is getting out of hand," Piper whined, after the visits from Chris stopped and he didn't come back. Prue had her ears covered in disdain at the hysteria of the mob of people. "We need silence, now." She threw the Wonders of Water book down and stood on her chair. "EVERYBODY, WE KNOW YOU'RE CONFUSED, BUT SHUT THE HELL UP!!!"
The noise continued, though, and Piper and Phoebe couldn't concentrate on what they were doing. Piper threw up her hands and froze them all in impatience. "That is it," she groaned. "No more!"
"Ah, I found it!" Phoebe squealed. She immediately used the reversing spell so Chris could be sensed, and called for Leo. "Yo, Leo! Get up here, I need to talk to you!"
He didn't come. Piper and Phoebe exchanged worried glances. What could they possibly be doing that was taking them so long?
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"Wyatt, please," Leo begged, "don't do this. He's your brother!"
"Don't come any closer," Wyatt warned. "I've got an extra darklighter arrow and I'm not afraid to eliminate you first." He had Chris bound to the floor of an empty office building on the edge of San Francisco, and was pointing an arrow at him. "How do you like being afraid, Chris?" he mocked. "This is what you get for trying to reveal me. This is what you get for believing that you could stop the most powerful being in the world!"
"Wyatt..." Chris pleaded. "Don't..." He stared at the arrow, eyes growing wide in fear. "I don't want to hurt you, Wyatt, I want to help you!"
"You heard the prophecy—you're going to screw up time so I won't be as powerful! I can't let that happen!"
"So you're going to pretend that we haven't been brothers for thirteen years?" Chris cried, outraged. "You're going to pretend that you never loved your family, that you were ever happy with us? Wyatt, how could you?"
"You see, Chris, where you go all wrong. Yes, I can pretend that it didn't happen—because the entire time, I, myself, was pretending."
Chris let out a small sob and Leo felt like his heart was ripping out. He had let his sons down, both of them, by not seeing what was wrong and what was right. Had he ever said anything nice to Chris? How many times had he let Wyatt get away with something that he shouldn't have done?
"This is why I need to end you, Chris. You pose a threat to me. You're much more powerful than you think you are...you wanna know why?"
Chris scoffed through his tears. "Why? Why would I be more powerful than I think I am? I'm just the second child. I'll never be anymore powerful than dirt."
Leo flinched. He knew what was coming next. Wyatt was definitely old enough at the time when they read the prophecy to remember that they had bound most of Chris' powers at the tender age of three.
"It was ten years ago," Wyatt laughed, "and you were just a toddler. Mom and Dad bound all of your powers, fearing that you would be evil! Ha! They actually thought that you were powerful enough to be EVIL!" He calmed himself and kept going. "Did you know that between the two of us, we have all of the Wiccan powers known to the side of light? We share orbing, summoning, and telekinesis. Mom and Dad let you keep those powers for self defense. Ever wondered why I have the power of energy balls and astral projection?" He sighed. "It's because you, Chris, have the rest. You need to be eliminated. Now."
"NO!" Leo screamed, but he was too late—the darklighter arrow was planted firmly in Chris' side and he was moaning in pain.
Wyatt's eyes glinted in the enjoyment that he felt from his success. Seeing Leo's horrified glance, he spoke, "Get out or your next."
Leo orbed for assistance and Wyatt shimmered, leaving Chris alone and dying for the second time that day.
YAY, MORE CLIFFHANGERS FOR MY WONDERFUL AUDIENCE! MWAHAHAHA!!! Plz R&R. Have fun reading the next chapter, which should be available either late tonight or tomorrow afternoon. Then I'll respond to the reviews, I promise. Hey, um, I'm blonde and generally clueless to the 21st century technology (even though I'm thirteen). Could somebody tell me how to make it so I can receive anonymous reviews? Sorry, I didn't mean to block them! Lol. I'm kind of confused by the computer sometimes.
Plz excuse any errors in the text, I'm writing in the dark with my sisters and brother screaming from behind me. It's not very peaceful here....lol.
"W-what?" Leo stammered, hardly able to believe what he was hearing. "You guys can't vanquish me, I'm your whitelighter, Piper's husband!"
"We've vanquished our husbands before," Phoebe hissed. "Remember Cole? Do you really want to go through all that crap again?" Leo shook his head. "Go heal him, then! You have no choice."
"Wait—how is he supposed to know that you two aren't lying? He hasn't even seen the ending to the prophecy—speaking of which, scootch over, I wanna see this," Piper demanded, shoving Phoebe out of the way to read the book. "The younger of the two..." her mouth went dry as she read ahead. She looked up at Leo, tears in her eyes. "The younger of the two brothers will tamper with space and time, making it so the eldest's evil will be erased from the line. Unless the younger is killed before the day this text is revealed, he alone will save the world."
Leo gasped. "Damn it, I hope I'm not too late," he cried, running over to Chris. The ground beneath him was soaked with blood and he was pale, not yet breathing. A white light emerged from Leo's hands and slowly, the wounds healed.
Chris sprang up the instant he was revived. "MEL!" he shrieked. Seeing his surroundings, he gave them all a confused look. "Dad? What are you doing here? Where's Mel—we were on the bridge—is she alright?"
"I'm fine, Chris," she soothed him, "I'm okay. We almost lost you, we were so scared."
"Sorry," he mumbled. "What happened, anyways?"
Wyatt stepped forward before anybody could respond. "I happened. I made that tidal wave, but don't you worry, it only destroyed San Francisco. I plan to take it slowly—one city at a time, so I can watch the world suffer! And," he added, a fireball forming in his palm, "these are survivors. I can't risk that."
He aimed at the three innocents, huddled in the corner weeping, and blasted them before everyone had a chance to absorb everything he said. Their ashes lay in a little puddle of the water off their clothes.
"Wyatt..." Piper breathed.
By now Chris, quite shaken, had risen to his feet. "You—you just killed innocents! I knew it was you, but you," he cried, pointing at Piper and Leo, "you all wouldn't believe me. You all blamed ME! After all this time...every time I tried to convince you of the TRUTH...you—"
"Chris, I'm sorry!" Piper begged, "Please forgive us, we didn't mean it—"
"It's too late to take it back," he countered. "Now, if you'll all excuse me, there are more innocents that are still alive out there that need saving. I'M going to save them before WYATT kills them all. Got it? Good."
He orbed out.
"Not if I get there first," Wyatt murmured, shimmering after him.
Piper gasped—this was too much to take in. Her sons were both in danger—Wyatt was in danger of himself, and Chris was in danger of...everything. How could she have been so blind? Chris told her over and over again that Wyatt was using spells against the Wiccan rules, but she always thought it was some childish attention-seeking habit that he just never grew out of. He was telling the truth...
"Earth to Piper," Paige cut through her panic, "we're all astonished, but really, snap out of it. We have to find a way to solve this."
"What are we going to do?" Mel wailed.
"Honey," Phoebe said gently, "can you and Prue go down to the nursery for a moment? We'll call you back when we come up with a plan."
Prue stomped down on her right foot. "I don't want to go to the stupid old nursery, it's for babies! We can stay right here. We want to help. Right, Mel?"
Mel made a wistful glance at her mother and Aunts, but knew that she had no other choice but to be strong and obey. "We don't wanna stay here," Mel tried to laugh, "they're going to talk about gooey romantic stuff that they did last night with their husbands."
"Ew," Prue twisted her face in disgust. "What about Chris and Wyatt?"
"We'll go think about that in the nursery. Now, c'mon, I'm sure your old teacher will be very happy to see you again."
Once they left, Paige spoke up first. "Well he have several issues to face, and if they aren't addressed quickly then we could lose somebody we care about. First of all, we have to address the fact that Chris is running around a flooding city alone with no way to sense him. Phoebe, I'm assigning you to that task—you know the Book of Shadows the best, find where the spell is that Chris used and reverse it. The other problem is that Wyatt's trying to kill Chris and innocents. If he wants to kill Chris, he'll have no problem killing the rest of his family, and that's why you're going to find him and orb him outta where ever he is, alright, Leo?"
He nodded.
"Okay. Mel and I will go down and try to save everybody we can from the flooding. Piper, you watch Prue, wait just in case Chris or Wyatt comes back, keep the innocents busy, and try by all means possible to find a way to stop the wave your son created. Everybody know what they have to do?"
Without waiting for a response, Paige orbed down, grabbed a wet but still legible Book of Shadows and handed it to Phoebe.
"Call me once you undo Chris' spell," Leo ordered, orbing down to earth to search for his sons.
Piper ran off to the nursery to get Mel and Prue. Mel orbed back to Paige, ready to go as soon as Piper told her what to do. They then both orbed down to earth, waving to Prue and Piper, who were now in the library researching magically-induced tidal waves.
Mel and her mother orbed up to a tall building that had managed to be spared from the destruction. It was a mess—there were people inside of every building screaming, water flooding the streets mercilessly. She wanted to save them all, make their misery end...but knew she couldn't.
She orbed into the lower levels of the building first, grabbing as many people as she could with her two arms and orbing them away to Up There. She released them, nodded at Piper, Prue, and Phoebe, then orbed back down.
By the time she returned to that level, she found that two people had already died in that same place in just the time it took for her to orb Up There. She stifled back a cry, knowing that she couldn't help it. It wasn't her fault.
Meanwhile, Paige was doing the same orbing routine in the other lower levels of buildings and occasionally streets, since she was a good enough swimmer. Being more experienced, she easily grabbed people without second thought and orbed. Pretty soon the entire Magic School was packed with innocents saved by Mel, Paige, and Chris, whom Piper hadn't yet been able to catch.
"This is getting out of hand," Piper whined, after the visits from Chris stopped and he didn't come back. Prue had her ears covered in disdain at the hysteria of the mob of people. "We need silence, now." She threw the Wonders of Water book down and stood on her chair. "EVERYBODY, WE KNOW YOU'RE CONFUSED, BUT SHUT THE HELL UP!!!"
The noise continued, though, and Piper and Phoebe couldn't concentrate on what they were doing. Piper threw up her hands and froze them all in impatience. "That is it," she groaned. "No more!"
"Ah, I found it!" Phoebe squealed. She immediately used the reversing spell so Chris could be sensed, and called for Leo. "Yo, Leo! Get up here, I need to talk to you!"
He didn't come. Piper and Phoebe exchanged worried glances. What could they possibly be doing that was taking them so long?
(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/ (/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/
"Wyatt, please," Leo begged, "don't do this. He's your brother!"
"Don't come any closer," Wyatt warned. "I've got an extra darklighter arrow and I'm not afraid to eliminate you first." He had Chris bound to the floor of an empty office building on the edge of San Francisco, and was pointing an arrow at him. "How do you like being afraid, Chris?" he mocked. "This is what you get for trying to reveal me. This is what you get for believing that you could stop the most powerful being in the world!"
"Wyatt..." Chris pleaded. "Don't..." He stared at the arrow, eyes growing wide in fear. "I don't want to hurt you, Wyatt, I want to help you!"
"You heard the prophecy—you're going to screw up time so I won't be as powerful! I can't let that happen!"
"So you're going to pretend that we haven't been brothers for thirteen years?" Chris cried, outraged. "You're going to pretend that you never loved your family, that you were ever happy with us? Wyatt, how could you?"
"You see, Chris, where you go all wrong. Yes, I can pretend that it didn't happen—because the entire time, I, myself, was pretending."
Chris let out a small sob and Leo felt like his heart was ripping out. He had let his sons down, both of them, by not seeing what was wrong and what was right. Had he ever said anything nice to Chris? How many times had he let Wyatt get away with something that he shouldn't have done?
"This is why I need to end you, Chris. You pose a threat to me. You're much more powerful than you think you are...you wanna know why?"
Chris scoffed through his tears. "Why? Why would I be more powerful than I think I am? I'm just the second child. I'll never be anymore powerful than dirt."
Leo flinched. He knew what was coming next. Wyatt was definitely old enough at the time when they read the prophecy to remember that they had bound most of Chris' powers at the tender age of three.
"It was ten years ago," Wyatt laughed, "and you were just a toddler. Mom and Dad bound all of your powers, fearing that you would be evil! Ha! They actually thought that you were powerful enough to be EVIL!" He calmed himself and kept going. "Did you know that between the two of us, we have all of the Wiccan powers known to the side of light? We share orbing, summoning, and telekinesis. Mom and Dad let you keep those powers for self defense. Ever wondered why I have the power of energy balls and astral projection?" He sighed. "It's because you, Chris, have the rest. You need to be eliminated. Now."
"NO!" Leo screamed, but he was too late—the darklighter arrow was planted firmly in Chris' side and he was moaning in pain.
Wyatt's eyes glinted in the enjoyment that he felt from his success. Seeing Leo's horrified glance, he spoke, "Get out or your next."
Leo orbed for assistance and Wyatt shimmered, leaving Chris alone and dying for the second time that day.
YAY, MORE CLIFFHANGERS FOR MY WONDERFUL AUDIENCE! MWAHAHAHA!!! Plz R&R. Have fun reading the next chapter, which should be available either late tonight or tomorrow afternoon. Then I'll respond to the reviews, I promise. Hey, um, I'm blonde and generally clueless to the 21st century technology (even though I'm thirteen). Could somebody tell me how to make it so I can receive anonymous reviews? Sorry, I didn't mean to block them! Lol. I'm kind of confused by the computer sometimes.