Aurora Nighstar and Mysterious Midnight as always thank you for reviewing and saying it's a good story. It's nice to be complimented. :)

mrs. hellfire: sorry to hear that you were banned. it's a great story perhaps you should get your mother into it. thank you for reviewing. you know, about Paige... I like her now. I hated her in the beginning of it all because I always like Prue a lot and then they had no closure whatsoever on their season 3 fianle so I was a bit peeved with Paige replacing her because sometimes in the very beginning the girl was a complete retard. However, don't get me wrong. I really like her character now that I have grown used to it...............................................................................................................................................

A half a dozen demons all in gray suits parted like the tide when Moses had parted its waves and then I saw him. In the shadows, his face completely covered in black from the lack of light was Wyatt.

I couldn't tell how he felt towards us at the given moment. I only hoped that he was in a good mood and the Resistance group hadn't tried to attack yet again or else Chris could merely be pulverized by Wyatt's mood.

"Hello, Wyatt." Chris said in a cold voice from beside me.

I had never heard him speak so coldly to his brother before. He had always cared for him. Sure, he had hated Wyatt for everything he had done to him in the past plus everything that he had done to convert me now.

He was rigid beside me and I knew this wasn't going to be good. I hadn't had the time to convert him and now here we were in the future and I had no idea how Wyatt was going to take this.

Sure, I had tried to tell Wyatt that Chris had only came to save him. Wyatt hadn't believed me at first until he had gotten an empath to tell him I was telling the truth. Then, he hadn't really taken it well.

He had been angered about his brother's 'morality complex' and then he had taken it all in dry humor. The fact that that was the very reason that Chris had went into the past had saved me. It hadn't given Wyatt a reason to keep me with him though. That had happened after he had continuously - for a whole week- had all his demons use my body as target practice.

He had had them fire at me, and as soon as I had started to die out he had healed me for another round. When that had gotten old for him he had decided to trick me as much as he could. He had known I had been near my breaking point so he had gotten into my mind to make me believe that he was Chris just to toy with me to see how far i would go with him and to see if I knew anything I wasn't telling him.

Fo some reason he had become infatuated wiht trying to seduce me. He wanted to have me as his own. His brother had had me and now he wanted me for himself. So, he had tried several times to trick me, but I had never fallen for any of his tricks.

He had done this the whole time I was pregnant. When I had had the baby he had taken him away from me. He had kept my baby as far away from me that I could never touch him yet close enough to be able to see him. I had watched my baby through a glass wall where he had been playing with a few of Wyatt's demon minions. He had let me watch as he started to teach Chris and my baby his ways and his morals if you wanted to call them that.

Wyatt had done his damage to me mentally, emotionally, and physically. When he had had his fun he had then started to take me around to all of the Resistance groups he could find and I had had to kill the very people I had become allies with to survive to save Chris in the past. When I had finally been able to kill without sympathy again he had known I was ready and then he had drilled the plan into me.

I had only completed half of it. I had only completed bringing Chris home and now he was going to see that. I had no good explanation. I had time to do nothing but save him and bring him here with me.

"They're no threat to me." Wyatt told his side kick demons.

Instantly, they shimmered out in pairs of threes. Then we were alone. I was prepared for another apocalypse as I saw Wyatt's drawn expression and Chris's body trembled in rage.

"Et tu, Chris? Of all people to betray me," Wyatt continued as he looked at his little brother for some resemblance of conscience.

"I didn't go back to betray you, Wyatt. I went back to save you." Chris replied defensively.

"Save me? From what?"

"From whatever evil it was that turned you," Chris replied to Wyatt's incredulous manner with tears in his eyes.

"That's always been your problem, Chris. Stuck in the old good versus evil morass. I'm so past that. It's about power, it's as simple as that." Wyatt told Chris as he left searching his little brother's eyes and touched the cover of the Book of Shadows.

"And whoever has the most power wins, is that it?" Chris asked in anger.

I had heard them fight only one other time before. It had been the last time they had been together. Right now was only a replay of it only both brothers emotions were rising as each second past.

It was weird.

It was as if the very elements of good versus evil had been personified in the brothers. Wyatt stood there all in black with anger imprinted over his face and cold steely blue eyes sending out dark power in his every movement. Chris stood opposite of him with tears filling his loving green eyes as he stood firmly on his own two feet as he fought with Wyatt. I knew he wasn't strong enough for the fight that might ensue and so I hoped he would back off soon.

"That's it. That's why I keep this museum in tact. To remind everyone the power from which I was born and that which I possess." Wyatt said standing with his arms clasped behind his back.

"Too bad the rest of the city isn't faring as well as your little shrine here." Chris replied as he took a few steps towards his brother.

"You know if anyone else tried what you tried, I'd kill them on the spot. But you.." Wyatt said as he matched Chris's steps. He stared at his brother a moment and then looked back at me as Chris's eyes angerly followed Wyatt's. "I've forgiven Bianca, I can forgive you too. If you promise never to cross me again."

Sure. Whatever. In what universe did Wyatt actually think he was a forgiving man? He had tortured me in every way possibly, let his demons kill me endlessly, and then he had made me go and bring back my lover to join the evil side of power. He was forgiving. Right...

Still, I knew this was way too much to ask from Chris. I knew this well. Chris still believed he had the chance to save Wyatt. Maybe he did but his chances became more slim every moment he and Wyatt were in the same room together.

"I think you know better that that." Chris answered.

"I thought you said you could talk some sense into him," Wyatt asked me as he looked behind Chris to meet my eyes as his eyes shot bloody murderous rays into mine.

I went to speak. To try to say I needed a few more minutes perhaps, or just a little more time to influence his way of thinking, but Chris interpreted me.

"Leave her out of this!" Chris ordered as he interrupted Wyatt's interrogation of me.

"Pardon me?" Wyatt asked as the look of a killer entered his eyes.

Wyatt flicked his wrist and Chris flew across the room. He smashed head first right into a wooden cabinet. Great. This wasn't how it was supposed to work out.

I didn't bring Chris here to die. I didn't bring him here to commit suicide. I sure as hell didn't bring him to be murdered in cold blood by his own brother.

"You promised you wouldn't hurt him!" I cried as I went up to Wyatt.

"You promised you'd turn him. It's like I turned you, or at least I thought I had." Wyatt answered me angrily.

I knew I would get no where with him. I had worries of Chris on my mind. I quickly ran over to Chris where he was slowly getting up and getting reacquainted with his settings. I placed my hand on his shoulder to steady him as I looked into his deep green eyes.

He was hurt badly. He wasn't about to give up the fight though. I had a feeling he had a plan he wasn't willing to share with me and I knew it meant his own destruction.

Damn you for being so stubborn, Chris!

"Chris , please. I didn't bring you here to die!" I told him as I searched his eyes and I knew mine were brimming with tears in my moment of weakness.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." he responded as he looked as Wyatt where Wyatt stood on top of a squeaky floorboard.

Chris got up out of my grasp and did something I would think he was crazy to do. He ran straight at his powerful, twice blessed brother and ran right into him. He was attacking Wyatt full on without powers and Wyatt was already pissed at him. I knew that there was no way he was going to survive this fight.

Not without a powerful ally.