Disclaimer: Right, you probably want a disclaimer, right? Just so you can see me bow my head in shame. Mean people, the whole lot of you. And anyways, if I did own Charmed, do you really think I'd be posting my stories on ? And do you really think Chris would have died? Whatever. Well, anyways, here goes nothing, I do not own Charmed. Happy? bursts into tears Nice way to rub it in. sniffle sniffle Don't worry, though, one day I will own Charmed, and I will bring Chris back, I promise you that (and I'll also become the new Ruler of the World, whatever, probably won't ever happen).
Well, I kind of needed a break from my other story so I decided to post this one (kind of sad, all I got is one chapter in my other story and I'm already stuck). It sucks, I know, but have some compassion. I did this in, like, five minutes. I was bored and didn't feel like doing my homework. Whatever. After this, I will go and get started on my plans of world domination, mwahahahaha!!! calms down and takes a deep breath Too much sugar, I guess, in my system. Whatever. Well, I'm sure you aren't here to hear (or more precisely, read) me babble, so I'll get to the point. This takes place after Chris-Crossed, the Charmed Ones don't know Chris is their nephew or son, and they don't trust him. Right, might be confusing in the beginning but bear with me. So, now, with all that said, please show some compassion and r&r. I love seeing reviews in my inbox. Well, enjoy the show!
Chris screamed out in pain as a darklighter arrow pierced its way through one of his lungs. He fell to the ground, finding it very hard to breathe. He felt an energyball hit his chest, sending another spasm of pain through his body. He moaned in pain and looked up to see his assailant. It turned out to be the very demon he had been going to meet with. He had a group of other demons with him and a darklighter. They sneered at him. One looked at him with a questioning look on his face and asked, "This is it? This is the son of a Charmed One? This weak, pathetic, excuse for a witch?" At hearing this, Chris raised his hand and threw the demon to a wall. He may have been hurt and weak at the moment, but he couldn't stand an insult. He then flicked his hands and every single demon in the room exploded, their screams echoing in the long, empty passageways in the Underworld. Chris gritted his teeth and quietly scolded himself. He should have seen that coming. Well, he could scold himself later, first, he had to get back to the manor so Leo could heal him. He tried to orb, but found he lacked the energy. Come on, Halliwell, you can do better than this. Orb, he told himself, but he couldn't find the strength. He then thought of his mission, of his future. Come on, he thought, how do you expect to save the future if you're dead? Now orb! He finally felt the familiar sensation of blue orbs surrounding his body and then all went black.
Well, what did you think? Yeah, kind of short, but if I continue I promise the chapters will get longer, I just wanted to see what you guys think of my fic so far. Well, you see, there's this purple box right here, to the left, click it and make me happy little duckling. Oh, and before I forget, does anybody know how I can make it so everybody can review my stories? I checked it out and only people who are logged on can review my story. Well, I gotta go, remember, r&r.