A/N~ Yullo people, welcome to chapter seven, I hope you enjoyed the other
ones! I didn't get that many reviews for last chapter, but I guess I posted
it at a bad time...anyway, thanx to those of you who did (Adalon Ithiriel,
you're the best, I feel so loved) and let me know if you like this one!
Now, onwards!
Disclaimer~ I don't own Charmed, I just own Kat and the storyline! The rest belongs to whoever in Hollywood or LA or NY owns Charmed...wherever they live!
The sun had only just risen when Chris woke up. He had finally fallen asleep about an hour before, but he didn't really feel tired, so he got up, quickly slipping on jeans and a clean shirt, tossing the one he'd slept in in the corner.
He walked out of his room and started making his way down the stairs before changing his mind and heading for the attic. He knew the sisters were still sleeping at this hour, so he might as well check if Kat was as much of a morning person as he was.
She turned out to be, as Chris realized when he opened to door. He found Kat sitting cross-legged on the floor, eyes closed, her hands crossed in her lap. Her hair was tied up and a few stray strands of wavy brown hair fell down in front of her eyes, and with rising sunlight illuminating her face, Chris couldn't help thinking of how pretty she looked. However, he cut short any thoughts that were forming in his mind before they got out of control.
Even after Chris had walked into the room, Kat didn't respond to his presence, so he turned and started heading back down, thinking she looked like she shouldn't be disturbed.
However, he froze when he heard Kat's voice. "Wait," she whispered, barely audible.
Chris turned around to face her again, and even though she had just talked, she showed no other sign of being aware of him.
"Come here," she whispered again, a bit louder this time.
Chris obeyed, walking over to her and kneeling down so that his face was level with hers. He was beginning to get curious about what she was doing.
"Sit down and lay your hands out," Kat said, her lips barely moving, staying so still it looked like she had just found a comfortable position that she didn't want to get out of.
Chris did as he was told, growing more and more intrigued by the second. He laid his hands palms up in front of him, laying them on his knees as if mediating.
Kat then reached her hands out and laid them on top of his. When her hands touched his, Chris felt a slight tingle go up his arms and down his back. Even though he was pretty sure magic had something to do with it, he doubted that was the only reason.
"Now close you eyes," Kat whispered again, "and relax a bit. Try to clear your mind."
Chris did as he was told again, though a bit hesitantly, and he took a deep breath, trying to rid his mind of the many thoughts that had sprung up the second he had walked into the room.
Kat took a deep breath and concentrated, trying to focus the little magic she had on what she was trying to accomplish.
The both of them had been sitting in this position for a few minutes and Chris was beginning to wonder if anything would ever happen. Suddenly, a searing pain went through his head, and though his first reaction was to bring his hand up to his head, he found he was paralyzed, and as he started to panic, he felt his whole mind being pulled onto one spot of focus. Then images started going through his head, flowing before his eyes like a movie.
What he saw wasn't pretty. At first, everything looked like a bunch of dark blobs moving around, but when he finally focused in, he realized he was looking at a demon. A particularly nasty-looking demon.
The thing he was looking at could have been around 7 feet tall, and looked like it had just nearly escaped a particularly bad house fire. Every inch of skin that showed through the brown, dirty rags it wore as clothing was ashen gray or black. Long black fingers curled around something that Chris couldn't really make out and its face was distorted in a look of hatred and feral anger. The thing looked just about ready to kill someone.
Just when these thoughts entered Chris's mind, he realized exactly what the creature was holding on to. It was a neck. Human neck by the looks of it, though there was no head attached to it to prove him right. But whatever the monster was, it definitely wasn't friendly.
Just as Chris was beginning to think he was about ready to get out of wherever he was, the picture seemed to widen and he was able to see several more of the creatures standing behind of the one with the body. One of them happened to be tossing what looked like the body's head around. They all seemed to be having a great laugh, watching the first creature decapitate the now arm-less body. Suddenly, the one who was tossing the head turned in his direction and seemed to look right at Chris. Then he lifted the head and up threw it straight at him.
The force of the throw seemed to knock Chris straight out of the trance he was in. It also knocked him straight into the wall behind him, making sure to give him a bruise and a nice headache.
"Ok," he called, his head already starting to throb, "what the hell was that?"
"Your new job," Kat said, looking apparently unperturbed as she watched Chris get up painfully, rubbing his head. She was still sitting in the same spot and position she had been before and looked completely unhurt.
"Ok, let's put the 'what are you talking about' on pause while I ask you what just happened?" Chris asked, his earlier good mood fading by the second.
"I just channeled my thoughts into yours. What you just saw was a bit of Seeing, compliments of yours truly. Sorry, but since those demons aren't in the book, it was the only way I could get you to know what they looked like. And that-," she said, pointing at the quite large dent Chris had made in the wall, "-was just a side effect of it, but it only happened because you don't know how to control these things. You should have seen me the first few days I got the Sight. Let's say I still have a few bruises left," Kat finished, pulling herself up from the floor and untying her hair so that it fell in a cascade of ragged waves on her shoulders.
"Well next time just warn me, ok?" Chris asked, still rubbing the back of his head to try to make the throbbing pain go away. "And what were those demons anyway?"
"They're fire demons. Ash, more like, by the looks of them. Anyway, they call themselves the Kavlar. They usually keep to themselves, going out only once a month for a massive kill, since they feed on humans. They're pretty dumb, but they know to stay away from witches, and since they live in rather wild areas, no one has ever bothered to hunt them out," Kat explained, sounding like the whole thing had been memorized.
"Anyway, none of the Halliwells have ever run into them, I checked, but a couple of weeks from now, they will. They'll get hired by some dude I haven't really found anything about yet and they'll be sent to kill the Charmed ones. They might succeed, they might not, they weren't suppose to but with all that's changed, who knows? Even I don't," Kat continued.
"Ok, so the things you showed me are gonna come after us and you don't know who wins yet?" Chris asked, his eyes widening in shock.
"Yeah, that's pretty it."
"And you don't know who sent them?"
Kat shook her head. "I can't get a hold on him. Apparently he's got a time portal at his disposition and it's screwing with my head," Kat explained. "He probably knows it, too."
A pause followed while Chris retired into his own head, trying to think of a way to get this done quickly and without alerting the sisters. But there was just no way. He'd seen them and they didn't look like people who would go without a fight. Or a head.
"So, what do we do?" Chris asked finally.
"You tell me, you're the solution guy here. Just provide the problems. You solve them," Kat answered, looking kind of freaked at the idea of coming up with a plan. Constructive thinking wasn't really her greatest strength.
Chris sighed, rubbing his eyes, since he was starting to regret having woken up so early. "Well, do you have any idea how many of them there are out there?" he asked.
"About a dozen, give or take a few," Kat answered, "but that's about as bad as a hundred regular demons. You saw what they can do, they're not exactly delicate."
"Tell me about it," Chris mumbled, once again lifting his hand up and reaching for the growing bump on the back of his head.
"Yeah, well, they cant be avoided that's for sure, so you might as well take care of them before they take care of you, if you get my meaning."
Chris sighed again, this time in resignation. "I guess we better go tell the sisters now. They'll want to get started on working of potions as soon as possible."
**** "Well, I'm sure it can wait," Piper replied as she, Kat, and Chris all stood in the kitchen. Piper was halfway through mixing her cookie batter, and Chris had just explained the situation to her.
Somehow, she didn't seem to be too worried about it, unlike Chris, who was now practically twitching with anxiety. Maybe it had something to do with being hit in the head with a head and getting thrown against the wall by your own thoughts. Whatever it was, Piper was oblivious to it and barely even looked when Chris announced that a dozen of wild, violent demons were going to be hunting them down in a matter of weeks.
"Wait?" Chris shouted, dumbfounded by his mother's reaction. "No, Mom, this can't really wait! You realize these things didn't come for you in my past, and they could very well make it so that I'm not even born! That would bad for both of us here!"
"Relax, Chris, I'm sure it's nothing we can't handle. I mean, you say they're some sort of fire demon, right? Well, we've fought fire demons before, and we're still alive and kicking," Piper said, before bringing her hand down to her stomach. "Speaking of kicking...."
"Yeah, you've faced fire demons before, but each time it was one at a time. And they were nowhere near as bad as what I saw! Trust me," Chris replied, getting more annoyed that his mom didn't seem worried at all.
"Look, Chris, whatever it is, we cant really do anything about it now, especially without Phoebe and Paige, so what do you say you calm down a little and we can figure this out later, okay?" Piper said as she herself started to lose her patience a bit. Whatever the problem was, it wasn't the end of the world. Plus she wasn't really sure the source was trustworthy.
Chris was about to start arguing again but the pressure of a hand on his arm stopped him. He looked back at Kat, who was standing slightly behind him, and looked him straight in the eyes, her face set in a completely serious expression. When Piper's eyes were focused down at her cookie batter, she shook her head slightly, nodding towards Piper.
She then walked across in front of Chris, whispering a barely audible "You two talk" before walking out of the room, leaving Chris alone with his mom.
"Well?" Chris asked expectantly, knowing the reason Kat had left was because Piper had something to say she didn't want Kat to hear.
Piper looked up from the bowl, wiping her hands on her apron.
"Look Chris, I'm just not sure we should really trust that girl, that's all," she said, hoping Chris wouldn't take it the wrong way. Judging by the look on his face he did, so she continued before he could say anything.
"I'm not saying she's evil or anything, we probably would have realized it by now and Phoebe could have sensed it, but I'm just implying that she can't really be trusted, that's all."
Chris, who had grown more and more furious in the few seconds that had gone by, nearly exploded at that.
"Wasn't anyone listening when I gave you guys my 'you should trust people more, it wont help you not to' speech yesterday? I really did mean it, ok? Why do you think I said it?"
Piper sighed and started to say something, but it was Chris's turn to stop her. "No, I'm serious! You don't get it, Mom! I don't want to have to see you get hurt again! I just-"he broke off, his eyes starting to water.
"Chris, I-"Piper began, starting to feel bad about what she had said. She knew Chris's life hadn't run all that smoothly, but he rarely talked about it, and to see him in this state was heart-breaking for her.
"Mom, she's good, okay. She's really nice, and she really does just want to help, trust me. Just give her a chance. Besides, if she's wrong, it's not like anything bad can come from it," Chris reasoned, calming himself down before he started bawling like a baby.
Piper walked over to her son and pulled him into a tight hug. They stood like that for a while, embracing each other, before Piper pulled and sighed, saying, "Well, I guess we better get your aunts over here." ~~~~ A/N~ So, what d'ya think? This is my longest chapter so far, I'm very proud of myself! I'm usually a short chapter person...anyway, I thought I'd add some oowie-goowie moments in this one...not really oowie-goowie, more like just chewy...lol...nice analogy there...hehe, w/e I hope u enjoyed it, please review if u did, and if you didn't, review anyway! Thanx!
Disclaimer~ I don't own Charmed, I just own Kat and the storyline! The rest belongs to whoever in Hollywood or LA or NY owns Charmed...wherever they live!
The sun had only just risen when Chris woke up. He had finally fallen asleep about an hour before, but he didn't really feel tired, so he got up, quickly slipping on jeans and a clean shirt, tossing the one he'd slept in in the corner.
He walked out of his room and started making his way down the stairs before changing his mind and heading for the attic. He knew the sisters were still sleeping at this hour, so he might as well check if Kat was as much of a morning person as he was.
She turned out to be, as Chris realized when he opened to door. He found Kat sitting cross-legged on the floor, eyes closed, her hands crossed in her lap. Her hair was tied up and a few stray strands of wavy brown hair fell down in front of her eyes, and with rising sunlight illuminating her face, Chris couldn't help thinking of how pretty she looked. However, he cut short any thoughts that were forming in his mind before they got out of control.
Even after Chris had walked into the room, Kat didn't respond to his presence, so he turned and started heading back down, thinking she looked like she shouldn't be disturbed.
However, he froze when he heard Kat's voice. "Wait," she whispered, barely audible.
Chris turned around to face her again, and even though she had just talked, she showed no other sign of being aware of him.
"Come here," she whispered again, a bit louder this time.
Chris obeyed, walking over to her and kneeling down so that his face was level with hers. He was beginning to get curious about what she was doing.
"Sit down and lay your hands out," Kat said, her lips barely moving, staying so still it looked like she had just found a comfortable position that she didn't want to get out of.
Chris did as he was told, growing more and more intrigued by the second. He laid his hands palms up in front of him, laying them on his knees as if mediating.
Kat then reached her hands out and laid them on top of his. When her hands touched his, Chris felt a slight tingle go up his arms and down his back. Even though he was pretty sure magic had something to do with it, he doubted that was the only reason.
"Now close you eyes," Kat whispered again, "and relax a bit. Try to clear your mind."
Chris did as he was told again, though a bit hesitantly, and he took a deep breath, trying to rid his mind of the many thoughts that had sprung up the second he had walked into the room.
Kat took a deep breath and concentrated, trying to focus the little magic she had on what she was trying to accomplish.
The both of them had been sitting in this position for a few minutes and Chris was beginning to wonder if anything would ever happen. Suddenly, a searing pain went through his head, and though his first reaction was to bring his hand up to his head, he found he was paralyzed, and as he started to panic, he felt his whole mind being pulled onto one spot of focus. Then images started going through his head, flowing before his eyes like a movie.
What he saw wasn't pretty. At first, everything looked like a bunch of dark blobs moving around, but when he finally focused in, he realized he was looking at a demon. A particularly nasty-looking demon.
The thing he was looking at could have been around 7 feet tall, and looked like it had just nearly escaped a particularly bad house fire. Every inch of skin that showed through the brown, dirty rags it wore as clothing was ashen gray or black. Long black fingers curled around something that Chris couldn't really make out and its face was distorted in a look of hatred and feral anger. The thing looked just about ready to kill someone.
Just when these thoughts entered Chris's mind, he realized exactly what the creature was holding on to. It was a neck. Human neck by the looks of it, though there was no head attached to it to prove him right. But whatever the monster was, it definitely wasn't friendly.
Just as Chris was beginning to think he was about ready to get out of wherever he was, the picture seemed to widen and he was able to see several more of the creatures standing behind of the one with the body. One of them happened to be tossing what looked like the body's head around. They all seemed to be having a great laugh, watching the first creature decapitate the now arm-less body. Suddenly, the one who was tossing the head turned in his direction and seemed to look right at Chris. Then he lifted the head and up threw it straight at him.
The force of the throw seemed to knock Chris straight out of the trance he was in. It also knocked him straight into the wall behind him, making sure to give him a bruise and a nice headache.
"Ok," he called, his head already starting to throb, "what the hell was that?"
"Your new job," Kat said, looking apparently unperturbed as she watched Chris get up painfully, rubbing his head. She was still sitting in the same spot and position she had been before and looked completely unhurt.
"Ok, let's put the 'what are you talking about' on pause while I ask you what just happened?" Chris asked, his earlier good mood fading by the second.
"I just channeled my thoughts into yours. What you just saw was a bit of Seeing, compliments of yours truly. Sorry, but since those demons aren't in the book, it was the only way I could get you to know what they looked like. And that-," she said, pointing at the quite large dent Chris had made in the wall, "-was just a side effect of it, but it only happened because you don't know how to control these things. You should have seen me the first few days I got the Sight. Let's say I still have a few bruises left," Kat finished, pulling herself up from the floor and untying her hair so that it fell in a cascade of ragged waves on her shoulders.
"Well next time just warn me, ok?" Chris asked, still rubbing the back of his head to try to make the throbbing pain go away. "And what were those demons anyway?"
"They're fire demons. Ash, more like, by the looks of them. Anyway, they call themselves the Kavlar. They usually keep to themselves, going out only once a month for a massive kill, since they feed on humans. They're pretty dumb, but they know to stay away from witches, and since they live in rather wild areas, no one has ever bothered to hunt them out," Kat explained, sounding like the whole thing had been memorized.
"Anyway, none of the Halliwells have ever run into them, I checked, but a couple of weeks from now, they will. They'll get hired by some dude I haven't really found anything about yet and they'll be sent to kill the Charmed ones. They might succeed, they might not, they weren't suppose to but with all that's changed, who knows? Even I don't," Kat continued.
"Ok, so the things you showed me are gonna come after us and you don't know who wins yet?" Chris asked, his eyes widening in shock.
"Yeah, that's pretty it."
"And you don't know who sent them?"
Kat shook her head. "I can't get a hold on him. Apparently he's got a time portal at his disposition and it's screwing with my head," Kat explained. "He probably knows it, too."
A pause followed while Chris retired into his own head, trying to think of a way to get this done quickly and without alerting the sisters. But there was just no way. He'd seen them and they didn't look like people who would go without a fight. Or a head.
"So, what do we do?" Chris asked finally.
"You tell me, you're the solution guy here. Just provide the problems. You solve them," Kat answered, looking kind of freaked at the idea of coming up with a plan. Constructive thinking wasn't really her greatest strength.
Chris sighed, rubbing his eyes, since he was starting to regret having woken up so early. "Well, do you have any idea how many of them there are out there?" he asked.
"About a dozen, give or take a few," Kat answered, "but that's about as bad as a hundred regular demons. You saw what they can do, they're not exactly delicate."
"Tell me about it," Chris mumbled, once again lifting his hand up and reaching for the growing bump on the back of his head.
"Yeah, well, they cant be avoided that's for sure, so you might as well take care of them before they take care of you, if you get my meaning."
Chris sighed again, this time in resignation. "I guess we better go tell the sisters now. They'll want to get started on working of potions as soon as possible."
**** "Well, I'm sure it can wait," Piper replied as she, Kat, and Chris all stood in the kitchen. Piper was halfway through mixing her cookie batter, and Chris had just explained the situation to her.
Somehow, she didn't seem to be too worried about it, unlike Chris, who was now practically twitching with anxiety. Maybe it had something to do with being hit in the head with a head and getting thrown against the wall by your own thoughts. Whatever it was, Piper was oblivious to it and barely even looked when Chris announced that a dozen of wild, violent demons were going to be hunting them down in a matter of weeks.
"Wait?" Chris shouted, dumbfounded by his mother's reaction. "No, Mom, this can't really wait! You realize these things didn't come for you in my past, and they could very well make it so that I'm not even born! That would bad for both of us here!"
"Relax, Chris, I'm sure it's nothing we can't handle. I mean, you say they're some sort of fire demon, right? Well, we've fought fire demons before, and we're still alive and kicking," Piper said, before bringing her hand down to her stomach. "Speaking of kicking...."
"Yeah, you've faced fire demons before, but each time it was one at a time. And they were nowhere near as bad as what I saw! Trust me," Chris replied, getting more annoyed that his mom didn't seem worried at all.
"Look, Chris, whatever it is, we cant really do anything about it now, especially without Phoebe and Paige, so what do you say you calm down a little and we can figure this out later, okay?" Piper said as she herself started to lose her patience a bit. Whatever the problem was, it wasn't the end of the world. Plus she wasn't really sure the source was trustworthy.
Chris was about to start arguing again but the pressure of a hand on his arm stopped him. He looked back at Kat, who was standing slightly behind him, and looked him straight in the eyes, her face set in a completely serious expression. When Piper's eyes were focused down at her cookie batter, she shook her head slightly, nodding towards Piper.
She then walked across in front of Chris, whispering a barely audible "You two talk" before walking out of the room, leaving Chris alone with his mom.
"Well?" Chris asked expectantly, knowing the reason Kat had left was because Piper had something to say she didn't want Kat to hear.
Piper looked up from the bowl, wiping her hands on her apron.
"Look Chris, I'm just not sure we should really trust that girl, that's all," she said, hoping Chris wouldn't take it the wrong way. Judging by the look on his face he did, so she continued before he could say anything.
"I'm not saying she's evil or anything, we probably would have realized it by now and Phoebe could have sensed it, but I'm just implying that she can't really be trusted, that's all."
Chris, who had grown more and more furious in the few seconds that had gone by, nearly exploded at that.
"Wasn't anyone listening when I gave you guys my 'you should trust people more, it wont help you not to' speech yesterday? I really did mean it, ok? Why do you think I said it?"
Piper sighed and started to say something, but it was Chris's turn to stop her. "No, I'm serious! You don't get it, Mom! I don't want to have to see you get hurt again! I just-"he broke off, his eyes starting to water.
"Chris, I-"Piper began, starting to feel bad about what she had said. She knew Chris's life hadn't run all that smoothly, but he rarely talked about it, and to see him in this state was heart-breaking for her.
"Mom, she's good, okay. She's really nice, and she really does just want to help, trust me. Just give her a chance. Besides, if she's wrong, it's not like anything bad can come from it," Chris reasoned, calming himself down before he started bawling like a baby.
Piper walked over to her son and pulled him into a tight hug. They stood like that for a while, embracing each other, before Piper pulled and sighed, saying, "Well, I guess we better get your aunts over here." ~~~~ A/N~ So, what d'ya think? This is my longest chapter so far, I'm very proud of myself! I'm usually a short chapter person...anyway, I thought I'd add some oowie-goowie moments in this one...not really oowie-goowie, more like just chewy...lol...nice analogy there...hehe, w/e I hope u enjoyed it, please review if u did, and if you didn't, review anyway! Thanx!