"See, Chris. All you would have to do is come with me. Think of the
powerful team we would make! No one would stand in our way. Even you can
appreciate power like that." Wyatt rambled on. He wasn't really enjoying
hurting his brother, but it had to be done. Chris would break soon enough.
He had only taken off about 6 inches and then decided to stop. His
beautiful knife was now covered in blood, it needed cleaning. So Wyatt took
out a little handkerchief to clean it. Wyatt was such an original bad guy.
"You know what? I don't think I can." Chris was about to go on in his sarcastic kill me now way, but then he felt something pull at the back of his brain. Like someone knocking at a door. This was a familiar feeling, so he answered the door. There she was. Bianca. He knew she would never let him down. She asked where he was, and if she needed to come to the rescue.
Worry was etched in her voice. Worry for the man she loved. She had given up being evil for him, she was once with Wyatt and safe. But she even risked her safety for him, and at any time he knew she would risk her life. But Chris prayed it would never come to that. He would never forgive himself.
"You don't seem to anxious to get free, little brother." Wyatt said, suspecting something.
He wasn't able to sense any magic, probably because non was being used. Bianca wasn't speaking to Chris with magic, but with love. It was a bond they had developed. Something Chris never believed was possible.
"Just wait." He smiled wryly and Wyatt knew something was wrong. He grabbed his brother by the throat.
"What have you done?" he demanded. Chris gave a small laugh. He was getting to his brother. It was hard to get the all-powerful Wyatt in this kind of mood. Desperate, not knowing, and angry. But most of all, worried. Wyatt was supposed to know everything, but the only thing he didn't know was his own brother.
Wyatt understood he wasn't going to get anything, so he released Chris and began to pace the room. Piper looked on, very confused. What was Chris up too? She looked at the blood dripping down. His pants were soaked with his own blood. His own brother was torturing him! Couldn't she just go home? A spell? Maybe she could use a spell to get home.
I call upon the Halliwal line,
Send me through space and time,
Bring me back to where I belong,
I have been in the wrong world for too long.
Nothing! It didn't work. Probably because it was a bad spell. She couldn't think! She couldn't concentrate. Too much was swirling around in her mind. How would she get home?
Piper was about to get lost in her thoughts when the entire wall of the room they were in blew up. Stone flew everywhere, but non seemed to hit Piper. Wyatt put up his shield and Chris simply ignored that dirt and stone was flying into his open cuts.
When the dust settled, Chris's friends were standing there. Dramatic save. This was turning out to be a lot like a movie would be, Piper realized.
"Chris?" Bianca's voice come. She held Phoebe's baby in her arms.
Wyatt looked outraged. "What the hell are you doing?!" he screamed. His voice held pure rage and Piper knew that Wyatt was someone to be feared.
"We're saving Chris from you killing him." The demon Peyden said.
"I would never kill him." Piper saw that almost the entire group wanted to crack up laughing at such an insane comment.
Wyatt called for his demons and they flocked into the room.
"Kill them." He demanded. He then looked at Chris. "All of them."
"So much for you never killing him." Peyden said sarcastically. She was obviously confident that no one was dying.
"I'm not killing him. The demons are. Theres a difference." Loop hole.
"Yeah, but on your command." Peyden shot back.
"Just kill them" Wyatt ordered. The demons charged and the group came into the room, charging right back. Peyden went over to Wyatt. Piper could see power radiating off the two beings. They were extremely powerful and that must have been why she always fought him.
They were outnumbered by about fifty, and Chris was in no shape to fight. They had lost one person, Ken, so now there was only 3 people to fight. One of them ran over to Chirs who greeted the person happily. The man simply touched the shackles and his finger burned right through them. Chris's body limply fell into his friend's arms where he was lowered to the ground gently. He then placed his hands over Chris's body and they glowed blue instead of gold.
Bianca had given Prue to that man and she was now fighting along with the others. Peyden and Wyatt often sent out waves of power that would vanquish a few demons and injure the good guys.
Piper saw that Chris's team had no chance. They just wanted to save him, and they didn't care if they died. Chris was healing slowly and at times it seemed as if there was no progress at all. He often tried to get up, claiming to be better now and wanting to help, but the healer would sit him back down and continue the slow healing.
Peyden had a few different jobs to do. Fight Wyatt, defend herself, defend everyone else, and vanquish demons. She seemed to handle it pretty well.
The good guys seemed to be winning. One person would hold a demon down and the other would vanquish it. Or for the lower levels it would only take one to perform a vanquish. Piper even began to have hope. After all, Chris lived long enough to travel back to the past, they must win somehow.
A demon headed straight for the healer and Chris, thinking that they would be easy. But the healer set fire to it by simply using his eyes. He then left his patient for a moment to set about fifteen more up in flames.
Piper began thinking that maybe some of them were demons. Chris did have a way of convincing them to go on his side.
"I've had enough." Wyatt said. He called for more demons and out of no where hundreds more flooded in. Now, there was no chance.
Piper was waiting for this to turn more into a movie. Out of no where, a thousand of Chris's allies would come to his rescue, vanquishing every demon and a happy ending. But it only became less like a movie. In movies, when someone was killed, it would be zeroed in on and there would be little blood, or it looked very fake. But this was different. Suddenly, a body would appear out of no where, real blood spilling from its insides and it would then get trampled and come back as a bloody, battered mess.
It didn't take long for two bodies to appear. Bianca rushed over to Chris and the healer.
"Hurry, Arix. We're the only ones left. We need to get out of here."
"I can only heal so fast, and he was almost dead so he's healing slow."
"Well, we can heal him back at the hideout." She said, urgency rising in her voice as she watched Peyden do the best she could to do a million things at once. She could only last so long.
"They know where the hideout is! And where ever we shimmer too, they can find us!"
"We have to try! Now heal faster!"
Prue began to cry, sensing what was coming. Peyden had six demons floating in the air and she was now back to Wyatt. She threw a fireball at him, then vanquished three more demons. They were all heading for Chris, but Wyatt had a change of plans.
"Attack her! Attack the girl!" he yelled. All of the demons charged at Peyden who stood no chance. She was hit with energy ball after energy ball and with charred skin, she fell to the ground.
"We have to leave; now." Bianca commanded. She took Chris's hand and Arix's and got ready to shimmer.
"You're not leaving." Wyatt's cold voice rang out. He held up his hand and Bianca was lifted into the air. Arix continued to heal, pushing himself to go faster. Wyatt held out his other hand and Prue orbed into it. He cradled her with one arm while glaring at his victims.
"You really think you can come into my castle and expect to defeat me?" he asked. "Chris really has filled all of you're minds with lies. Well, I guess you have him to thank for dyeing."
Chris got up. His skin had come back and most of his wounds were healed as well. The one that was there the most was where he had been stabbed in the wrist. It still bled.
"Why does everything have to be my fault with you?" he asked.
Wyatt chose to ignore that comment. He squeezed his hand into a fist and Bianca began to gasp for air. Chris threw out his arm to try and protect her, but Wyatt put up his shield and it had no effect.
Chris watched as his love began to suffocate. He could do nothing to save her.
Wyatt smiled to see his brother realize his helplessness, and it was obvious that he was begging to believe that her death was his fault.
Then an energy ball hit Wyatt's shield from behind. Then another and another until it was forced down. He then turned to see Peyden, just barley holding on. He dropped Bianca to kill Peyden.
"Still not dead, are you?" he commanded. Wyatt began to walk over to her, to kill her personally. Peyden muttered a spell in a dead language and the entire room froze in a special, more powerful spell.
"Bianca, shimmer them somewhere far away. I'll make sure they can't follow you, put up a protection spell as soon as you get there. Don't come out into the open for a while." She commanded.
Bianca nodded. "Wait! I have to get Prue!" Chris said.
"You can only get her if I take off the spell!" Peyden yelled, getting angry that they weren't gone yet. "Now go!"
"What about you?" Arix asked.
"I'm to weak to use any more magic! The spell is wearing off so just go!"
Arix rushed over to Peyden. "I can heal you, then we can both get out."
"By the time you're slow healing is done the spell will be done!" she yelled.
"Chris, Bianca, go. We'll be there in a minute." He leaned down and began to heal her.
The two looked on, knowing they would never see their friends again. Bianca shimmered out leaving those who were dear to them all behind to die.
They arrived under the ruined Golden Gate Bridge where a spelled hole was dug into the ground. She said the words and the hold appeared. Bianca then shoved Chris inside the small tube that led to a small bigger 'room' made of dirt. She bandaged the few wounds he had left and all the two wanted to do then was to be together. They had almost lost each other, something they didn't want.
Chris wrapped his arms around her and she snuggled up close, and she put her head on his chest, resting. Piper really wished she wasn't there anymore. She knew what was going to happen next.
They didn't talk for a good while, and when Chris did, it wasn't loving like she expected.
"I'm gonna kill him." He said in a cold voice.
Bianca shook her head. "No, you're going to stick to the plan, and then come back to me."
Piper cried. Bianca was going to try to kill him then die. Her son was evil. Chris was her son. He wanted to kill his brother now; and had good reason. Wyatt killed her, and everyone else. This was the future Chris had come back to save. And all she could do was make things harder on him. He had lost her, and all she did was yell at him. What kind of a mother dose that? She may not have known, but she should have sensed something. A connection or something like that.
Piper suddenly felt the warm of her bed, soft pillows cradling her head. When she realized this, she snapped up. She was in her room.
Was that just a dream? No, it was real. She had felt the dirt of that cave Bianca and Chris had been in. Chris!
She quickly ran down the stairs, pulling her robe around her.
"Chris?" she asked.
"Piper! Good morning! Or, good afternoon. Or good evening, whatever." Phoebe said. Her and Paige were sitting on the couch, watching TV.
"What time is it?"
"7:00, you've been sleeping all day. I think we've been overworking you." Paige said.
"Where's Chris?" Piper demanded.
"Demon hunting. W-"Piper cut her off.
"Chris! CHRIS!" she yelled. Within seconds her son appeared in a cloud of blue orbs.
"Yeah?" he asked, acting innocent just in case his mother was angry.
Piper stared. There he was the man she had just seen being tortured. She had to know if it was true. If what she had just seen wasn't just a trick. She ran over to him and lifted his sleeve to show Chris's wrist. She looked at a large scar, right where Wyatt had stabbed him.
Chris looked at it as well, hoping she wasn't going to suddenly yell. Piper looked up, wanting to look into his eyes, but Chris continued to stare at the scar, not wanting eye contact.
Piper suddenly understood why he kept so many secrets. He didn't want to hurt them, and he didn't want to bring up such terrible memories. Piper felt motherly, and did the one thing a mother does when her son is hurting; she hugged him. Chris was surprised. He thought she would be mad, but this was better. He returned the hug, not feeling a motherly hug like this in years.
Phoebe and Paige simply starred on, very confused.
"You know what? I don't think I can." Chris was about to go on in his sarcastic kill me now way, but then he felt something pull at the back of his brain. Like someone knocking at a door. This was a familiar feeling, so he answered the door. There she was. Bianca. He knew she would never let him down. She asked where he was, and if she needed to come to the rescue.
Worry was etched in her voice. Worry for the man she loved. She had given up being evil for him, she was once with Wyatt and safe. But she even risked her safety for him, and at any time he knew she would risk her life. But Chris prayed it would never come to that. He would never forgive himself.
"You don't seem to anxious to get free, little brother." Wyatt said, suspecting something.
He wasn't able to sense any magic, probably because non was being used. Bianca wasn't speaking to Chris with magic, but with love. It was a bond they had developed. Something Chris never believed was possible.
"Just wait." He smiled wryly and Wyatt knew something was wrong. He grabbed his brother by the throat.
"What have you done?" he demanded. Chris gave a small laugh. He was getting to his brother. It was hard to get the all-powerful Wyatt in this kind of mood. Desperate, not knowing, and angry. But most of all, worried. Wyatt was supposed to know everything, but the only thing he didn't know was his own brother.
Wyatt understood he wasn't going to get anything, so he released Chris and began to pace the room. Piper looked on, very confused. What was Chris up too? She looked at the blood dripping down. His pants were soaked with his own blood. His own brother was torturing him! Couldn't she just go home? A spell? Maybe she could use a spell to get home.
I call upon the Halliwal line,
Send me through space and time,
Bring me back to where I belong,
I have been in the wrong world for too long.
Nothing! It didn't work. Probably because it was a bad spell. She couldn't think! She couldn't concentrate. Too much was swirling around in her mind. How would she get home?
Piper was about to get lost in her thoughts when the entire wall of the room they were in blew up. Stone flew everywhere, but non seemed to hit Piper. Wyatt put up his shield and Chris simply ignored that dirt and stone was flying into his open cuts.
When the dust settled, Chris's friends were standing there. Dramatic save. This was turning out to be a lot like a movie would be, Piper realized.
"Chris?" Bianca's voice come. She held Phoebe's baby in her arms.
Wyatt looked outraged. "What the hell are you doing?!" he screamed. His voice held pure rage and Piper knew that Wyatt was someone to be feared.
"We're saving Chris from you killing him." The demon Peyden said.
"I would never kill him." Piper saw that almost the entire group wanted to crack up laughing at such an insane comment.
Wyatt called for his demons and they flocked into the room.
"Kill them." He demanded. He then looked at Chris. "All of them."
"So much for you never killing him." Peyden said sarcastically. She was obviously confident that no one was dying.
"I'm not killing him. The demons are. Theres a difference." Loop hole.
"Yeah, but on your command." Peyden shot back.
"Just kill them" Wyatt ordered. The demons charged and the group came into the room, charging right back. Peyden went over to Wyatt. Piper could see power radiating off the two beings. They were extremely powerful and that must have been why she always fought him.
They were outnumbered by about fifty, and Chris was in no shape to fight. They had lost one person, Ken, so now there was only 3 people to fight. One of them ran over to Chirs who greeted the person happily. The man simply touched the shackles and his finger burned right through them. Chris's body limply fell into his friend's arms where he was lowered to the ground gently. He then placed his hands over Chris's body and they glowed blue instead of gold.
Bianca had given Prue to that man and she was now fighting along with the others. Peyden and Wyatt often sent out waves of power that would vanquish a few demons and injure the good guys.
Piper saw that Chris's team had no chance. They just wanted to save him, and they didn't care if they died. Chris was healing slowly and at times it seemed as if there was no progress at all. He often tried to get up, claiming to be better now and wanting to help, but the healer would sit him back down and continue the slow healing.
Peyden had a few different jobs to do. Fight Wyatt, defend herself, defend everyone else, and vanquish demons. She seemed to handle it pretty well.
The good guys seemed to be winning. One person would hold a demon down and the other would vanquish it. Or for the lower levels it would only take one to perform a vanquish. Piper even began to have hope. After all, Chris lived long enough to travel back to the past, they must win somehow.
A demon headed straight for the healer and Chris, thinking that they would be easy. But the healer set fire to it by simply using his eyes. He then left his patient for a moment to set about fifteen more up in flames.
Piper began thinking that maybe some of them were demons. Chris did have a way of convincing them to go on his side.
"I've had enough." Wyatt said. He called for more demons and out of no where hundreds more flooded in. Now, there was no chance.
Piper was waiting for this to turn more into a movie. Out of no where, a thousand of Chris's allies would come to his rescue, vanquishing every demon and a happy ending. But it only became less like a movie. In movies, when someone was killed, it would be zeroed in on and there would be little blood, or it looked very fake. But this was different. Suddenly, a body would appear out of no where, real blood spilling from its insides and it would then get trampled and come back as a bloody, battered mess.
It didn't take long for two bodies to appear. Bianca rushed over to Chris and the healer.
"Hurry, Arix. We're the only ones left. We need to get out of here."
"I can only heal so fast, and he was almost dead so he's healing slow."
"Well, we can heal him back at the hideout." She said, urgency rising in her voice as she watched Peyden do the best she could to do a million things at once. She could only last so long.
"They know where the hideout is! And where ever we shimmer too, they can find us!"
"We have to try! Now heal faster!"
Prue began to cry, sensing what was coming. Peyden had six demons floating in the air and she was now back to Wyatt. She threw a fireball at him, then vanquished three more demons. They were all heading for Chris, but Wyatt had a change of plans.
"Attack her! Attack the girl!" he yelled. All of the demons charged at Peyden who stood no chance. She was hit with energy ball after energy ball and with charred skin, she fell to the ground.
"We have to leave; now." Bianca commanded. She took Chris's hand and Arix's and got ready to shimmer.
"You're not leaving." Wyatt's cold voice rang out. He held up his hand and Bianca was lifted into the air. Arix continued to heal, pushing himself to go faster. Wyatt held out his other hand and Prue orbed into it. He cradled her with one arm while glaring at his victims.
"You really think you can come into my castle and expect to defeat me?" he asked. "Chris really has filled all of you're minds with lies. Well, I guess you have him to thank for dyeing."
Chris got up. His skin had come back and most of his wounds were healed as well. The one that was there the most was where he had been stabbed in the wrist. It still bled.
"Why does everything have to be my fault with you?" he asked.
Wyatt chose to ignore that comment. He squeezed his hand into a fist and Bianca began to gasp for air. Chris threw out his arm to try and protect her, but Wyatt put up his shield and it had no effect.
Chris watched as his love began to suffocate. He could do nothing to save her.
Wyatt smiled to see his brother realize his helplessness, and it was obvious that he was begging to believe that her death was his fault.
Then an energy ball hit Wyatt's shield from behind. Then another and another until it was forced down. He then turned to see Peyden, just barley holding on. He dropped Bianca to kill Peyden.
"Still not dead, are you?" he commanded. Wyatt began to walk over to her, to kill her personally. Peyden muttered a spell in a dead language and the entire room froze in a special, more powerful spell.
"Bianca, shimmer them somewhere far away. I'll make sure they can't follow you, put up a protection spell as soon as you get there. Don't come out into the open for a while." She commanded.
Bianca nodded. "Wait! I have to get Prue!" Chris said.
"You can only get her if I take off the spell!" Peyden yelled, getting angry that they weren't gone yet. "Now go!"
"What about you?" Arix asked.
"I'm to weak to use any more magic! The spell is wearing off so just go!"
Arix rushed over to Peyden. "I can heal you, then we can both get out."
"By the time you're slow healing is done the spell will be done!" she yelled.
"Chris, Bianca, go. We'll be there in a minute." He leaned down and began to heal her.
The two looked on, knowing they would never see their friends again. Bianca shimmered out leaving those who were dear to them all behind to die.
They arrived under the ruined Golden Gate Bridge where a spelled hole was dug into the ground. She said the words and the hold appeared. Bianca then shoved Chris inside the small tube that led to a small bigger 'room' made of dirt. She bandaged the few wounds he had left and all the two wanted to do then was to be together. They had almost lost each other, something they didn't want.
Chris wrapped his arms around her and she snuggled up close, and she put her head on his chest, resting. Piper really wished she wasn't there anymore. She knew what was going to happen next.
They didn't talk for a good while, and when Chris did, it wasn't loving like she expected.
"I'm gonna kill him." He said in a cold voice.
Bianca shook her head. "No, you're going to stick to the plan, and then come back to me."
Piper cried. Bianca was going to try to kill him then die. Her son was evil. Chris was her son. He wanted to kill his brother now; and had good reason. Wyatt killed her, and everyone else. This was the future Chris had come back to save. And all she could do was make things harder on him. He had lost her, and all she did was yell at him. What kind of a mother dose that? She may not have known, but she should have sensed something. A connection or something like that.
Piper suddenly felt the warm of her bed, soft pillows cradling her head. When she realized this, she snapped up. She was in her room.
Was that just a dream? No, it was real. She had felt the dirt of that cave Bianca and Chris had been in. Chris!
She quickly ran down the stairs, pulling her robe around her.
"Chris?" she asked.
"Piper! Good morning! Or, good afternoon. Or good evening, whatever." Phoebe said. Her and Paige were sitting on the couch, watching TV.
"What time is it?"
"7:00, you've been sleeping all day. I think we've been overworking you." Paige said.
"Where's Chris?" Piper demanded.
"Demon hunting. W-"Piper cut her off.
"Chris! CHRIS!" she yelled. Within seconds her son appeared in a cloud of blue orbs.
"Yeah?" he asked, acting innocent just in case his mother was angry.
Piper stared. There he was the man she had just seen being tortured. She had to know if it was true. If what she had just seen wasn't just a trick. She ran over to him and lifted his sleeve to show Chris's wrist. She looked at a large scar, right where Wyatt had stabbed him.
Chris looked at it as well, hoping she wasn't going to suddenly yell. Piper looked up, wanting to look into his eyes, but Chris continued to stare at the scar, not wanting eye contact.
Piper suddenly understood why he kept so many secrets. He didn't want to hurt them, and he didn't want to bring up such terrible memories. Piper felt motherly, and did the one thing a mother does when her son is hurting; she hugged him. Chris was surprised. He thought she would be mad, but this was better. He returned the hug, not feeling a motherly hug like this in years.
Phoebe and Paige simply starred on, very confused.