(Chris's POV)

"Wait, repeat that."

"Wyatt's been sending the warlocks after you." I repeated, calmly.

"But how?" Mom appeared to be very shocked that the perfect Wyatt would be working with warlocks, much less try and kill us.

"Just read this," I handed her Bianca's Grimoire and pointed to the passage. "Oh my Goddess," She said, after reading it. She tried to say more but this loud roaring noise distracted us. "What is that?"

(Paige's POV)

"So, how did you meet Chris?" Phoebe asked Bianca.

Bianca shrugged, "Around."

Phoebe laughed, "Yep, definitely Chris's friend."

I smiled. We didn't have the time to say anymore for a loud roaring noise filled the manor. "What the hell?" I asked, looking around for a source of the noise.

"Look out!" Phoebe yelled, ducking. Bianca turned to see why Phoebe had yelled. The front door swung open and a violent wind catapulted a large beam from the doorway straight towards Bianca.

"Beam!" I commanded, steering the flying piece of wood away from the girl. Following Bianca's lead, Phoebe and I ran outside after her.

Is that?" Phoebe yelled over the wind.

I nodded. We were looking at a very large and violent looking tornado in the middle of San Francisco. And it was headed straight for downtown. People started crowding the streets, just as confused as to why a tornado was in San Francisco as we were.

A large piece of hail about the size of a baseball shot into the ground next to Phoebe, Bianca, and me. Then another and another. Soon it was raining giant sized hail. All the people that had come into the streets started running back to their houses for safety. "Come on!" I yelled at Phoebe and Bianca, heading back inside the manor.

"There you are." Piper greeted us the second we were back inside. "You have to read this." She thrust a book into my hands. I quickly skimmed the page, then handed it to Phoebe.

"Is that true?" I asked.

"Apparently and for once, I'm going to believe Chris on this one."

"Good thinking." I said back, looking to the windows. Another large piece of hail crashed through the stained glass windows. And then as suddenly as the hail started, it stopped.

"Leo!" Piper yelled.

Leo orbed in, concern written all over his face, "What is going on?" "We have no idea," Piper said.

"Take Katie up there for me and find out what the hell is going on." I said to him, giving him a little shove. He nodded and orbed out. Katie would at least be safe up there.

"Piper, do you think that this prophecy has anything to do with the sudden weird weather?" Phoebe asked, handing the book back to her.

"You think Wyatt is doing this?" Piper asked.

"It makes sense, it seems like the world is ending out there." Phoebe said, pointing to the weird weather outside.

"Hey where's Chris?" I asked, suddenly noticing that he wasn't there.

"He was here a minute ago." Piper said, just as confused.
(Chris's POV)

One minute I was standing in the manor, the next I was standing on top of the Golden Gate Bridge.

"Like what I've done?" Wyatt asked.

I surveyed the city. Buildings were falling apart everywhere. A couple tornadoes were raging. Spots of giant hail dotted the city landscape. "Why are you doing this?"

"Don't you know, Chris?" He asked me, "This is my destiny. It's all part of the master plan. This is how the world is meant to be."

"No, it's not." I said, firmly. When I said this, one of the tornadoes suddenly stopped.

Wyatt stared at the spot where the tornado had been, then whirled around to face me. "What did you do?"

I had no idea why the tornado had stopped. Maybe the prophecy was right. Maybe I was the only one that could put an end to Wyatt's rampage. Concentrating on the hail, I waved my hand. The hail spots disappeared.

"You don't know who you're messing with Chris." Wyatt stormed, starting another burst of hail.

Again, with some concentration, I stopped the hail just as easily as he had started it. "Neither do you." I answered, clearing up the rest of the weather rampage Wyatt had released on the city.

"I'll be back, Chris. You can count on it." Wyatt warned, blinking off the tower.

I looked around me, studying the destroyed city. "And I'll be ready."

()

When I finally came back to the manor, it was nearing dusk. I wasn't sure of what to expect when I came back.

"Chris, thank God you're home." Mom said, throwing her arms around me. "You scared us." She was concerned, finally. After all those years of being the screw-up I finally got concern out of her.

"Sorry, Mom." I said, returning the embrace.

"Don't be sorry," She said, letting me go, "I should be the one apologizing." "Hey, Chris, you came home." Aunt Paige joked, walking in on Mom and me. "And here I thought that you hated us."

I smiled, "I don't hate you. Hate is a very strong word; strongly dislike is more like it." I joked back.

Aunt Paige laughed, "I strongly dislike you too."

"Chris!" Katie squealed, crashing into my side.

"Hey Katie, what happened to your arm?" I asked, noticing the bandage.

"That's my battle scar." Katie proclaimed proudly. I smiled, Aunt Paige called every new wound a battle scar and Katie probably picked up on that.

"Oh really, you have a battle scar? Lucky." I muttered, pretending to be jealous. Katie laughed, and held onto my side tighter. "Is Bianca here?" I asked.

Mom nodded, "Yeah, in the kitchen with Phoebe. Apparently, she finds Phoebe's vast knowledge of potions impressive and wants Phoebe to teach her everything she knows." I laughed.

"Chris you're back."

I looked to the doorway and saw my father there. He seemed concerned, like he had actually worried about me. I nodded, "I'm back." He didn't say anything, just came over and joined the group hug that was surrounding me. It didn't seem like a lot to the outsider. But my father giving me any kind of hug was a major breakthrough. He accepted me, finally.

A/N: Okay, I think that totally sucked. I hate when I start out things great and end them all sucky. But that's just what I think. If you think it was good, let me know. Boast my opinion on my writing a little bit. I've got kind of epilogue written and I think that'll be it unless I get people begging for more.

Response to reviews:

Calen- I could see Piper doing that, but no one hurts Chris in my mind because of the very happy land called Denial. Don't try to tell me otherwise.

cherry7up56- Glad you love it. I was looking over the "fight" and thought, well that was kind of lame. Maybe I should write a sequel, and then kick some Wyatt butt.

Pink-Chramed-One- Yes, everyone is welcome in the magical land of Denial. Join me and other people who refuse to accept things. I have no idea where you were when I updated but I'm glad you're back. : )

Unwanted souless freak- I take it you like Bianca. Me too, except I deny that she and Chris were ever dating. That would ruin my plans of having him for my birthday present.

The magic bringer- Well, I don't really have to answer all them questions because the chapter did it for me. I hope you liked it more than I do.

vintagegirl- Thank you, thank you, I've never been called awesome before. I like being called awesome, it makes me feel special. Good, I am helping people see the light in Bianca and how the family works in the future.

Charmediscool- NOOOOO! how could I have written she picked Dan?! What is wrong with me?! Why did my brain think Leo and my fingers type Dan?! I think there's a faulty connection between my fingers and my brain. Yes, that explains it. Blame my fingers, they have a mind of their own and don't agree with the Piper/Leo-ness. Stupid fingers. I'd disown them but them I wouldn't be able to write my stories, so I guess I'll have to deal with them.