This Changes Everything

Summary:

It's the new future where things are better. Wyatt isn't evil. The Charmed Ones aren't dead. Magic isn't exposed to the world. Things are all fine and dandy, right? Wrong. At least for fourteen-year old Chris Halliwell. Wyatt is being pampered like a little prince while Chris stands in the backround. It's all about Wyatt. And then there is always being compared to the "Great Chris" who had changed the future for the better. What happens when all of this along with a few new things pushes Chris over the edge?

Disclaimer: Charmed is not mine. It belongs to a whole bunch of people with a lot of money who I don't feel like naming.

A/N: Sorry for spelling and grammar errors. I'm not the best at English. Title will most likely change....

Chapter 2

Chris and Wyatt orbed home without Paige. She had some business to attend to at school.

"Hey you two,"Piper said, emerging from the kitchen. "The party will be at seven."

"Okay,"Wyatt said happily.

Chris nodded before running upstairs. He changed into his soccer uniform, grabbed his soccer bag, and ran downstairs. "Come on Mom!"he yelled. "Time to take me to my game!"

Piper's head popped out of the kitchen. "I'm sorry Chris,"she said,"but I have food to make. Why don't you walk there?"

"Fine,"Chris groaned.

"I swear that I'll make it up-"Piper started, but Chris didn't hear her response. He walked out of the manor and slammed the door, hard.

"Of course she can't take me!"Chris raged to himself. "She has to do something for Wyatt. It's always like that! Why can't she ever do something for me?"

Chris thought bitter thoughts like this until he reached the Golden Gate Park. He walked towards the soccer field to see his teammates already there.

"Hurry up Halliwell!"barked Joe, his coach.

"Sorry coach,"Chris apologized. "I had to walk here."

"Well you barely made it. Let's go!"

Already tired from walked two miles, Chris had to spend thirty minutes warming up, and then stay in the game for an hour. So by the end of his game, Chris had trouble breathing.

"Want a ride home man?"asked Chris' best friend outside of Magic School, Vince.

Chris shrugged. "How about I go over to your house?"he suggested. "I don't really feel like going home."

Vince grinned. "Alright."

About ten minutes later, the two boys were in Vince's backyard passing a soccer ball back and forth. Chris was telling the story of his day, excluding many things.

"So he's getting a party today because he got a good grade on his test,"Chris finished.

Vince whistled. "That's rough,"he said. "Your parents pamper him too much."

Chris nodded vigorously in agreement. "You don't have to say that again,"he said. "I mean if they did it every once in a while, I'd be fine with it, but they pamper him constantly."

"I thought I had it bad when my Mom always babied me,"added Vince,"but you have it worse."

"Thanks,"Chris replied grimly.

"At least you have me,"Vince said.

Chris smirked. "Yeah, that's so much better."

"Hey!"Vince exclaimed. He picked up the soccer ball and threw it at Chris.

Chris caught the ball and threw it back. So it was like this for a long time: the two boys were running around throwing the ball at each other.

"Chris!"yelled a voice from inside the house. "Your mom wants you to go home! Do you want a ride?"

"No thanks Mrs. Gorgely!"Chris shouted back. "I'll walk home!"

Mrs. Gorgely, or Cindy, walked outside in the backyard. "Alright honey,"she said. "Well your mom wants you to go home now."

Chris nodded and stifled a groan. "Alright. See ya Vince."

"Bye Chris!"

Chris walked into the house and grabbed his bag. He then walked out to the street.

To pass the time by, Chris decided to look at people's auoras. Willing his eyes to change, Chris began to see everyone's auroas.. There wasn't any difference in him except that his eyes were a brighter green.

The first time that Chris had used this power was when he was thirteen. The family had gone out for dinner to celebrate something about Wyatt. Chris was extremely bored and looked around. He was surprised when everyone was different colors. Especially the red thing that was coming towards them.

Chris asked his mom if she recognized the man and she nodded. Piper then quickly brought up her hands, froze the place, and blew up the demon. Everything then went back to normal.

Two days later it happened again. He was in the store with his mom and everything changed. Thankfully, there were no demons this time. There were a few whitelighter however.

During the course of that year, Chris had learned how to use that power well. Whenever they were on a mission, Chris would watch carefully for any invisible demons. It came quiet in handy.

Chris knew what things were based on the colors that they were. Magical creatures like fairies and unicorns were white. Elders were a deep golden color while whitelighters were a blue and white color. Witches were yellow. Demons were red. Warlocks were purple. Wizards were a deep green. Mortals were grey and regular animals were brown.

Most of the people on the streets were gray while a few were red and whiteish blue. Not wanting any trouble, Chris sped up towards home.

Before entering the manor, Chris changed his eyes back to normal. He quietly opened the door, moving towards the stairs. He put his foot on the first step, having reached freedom.

"Hold it mister!"

Chris groaned and turned around. He looked into the angry face of his mother. "Hi Mom,"he said.

Piper glared at her youngest son. "Don't Hi Mom me,"she snapped. "It's after seven! Why didn't you get a ride from Cindy?"

Chris shrugged. "I felt like walking."

"Put your bag upstairs and then come right down into the living room! I'm disappointed in you Chris! You know to listen to me when I tell you to do something!"

Chris couldn't control the anger that burst inside of him. "Oh like I'm never disappointed in you! I had to walk two miles to go to my soccer game! You promised that you would come to this game!"

Piper's face softened. "Chris, I-"

Chris held up a hand. "Forget it Mom,"he said softly. With that, he turned around and walked up the stairs.

Chris seriously debated with himself whether or not he should make a copy of himself and send it downstairs. Deciding that he would rather endure a few hours of torture than have free time upstairs, he walked back down into the living room.

The party, if you could call it a party, was very dull. It was more like a gathering. Everyone was there.

"I'm so sorry Chris!"exclaimed Paige, walking up to Chris. "I wanted to come to your game so badly, but some the Beginners' Class had made a potion go wrong so I had to clean it up. I would've come if I could."

Chris grinned. For some reason, it was Paige who always cared for him the most. "Thanks for wanting to come,"he said quietly.

Paige smiled. "No problem. Now did you win?"she asked.

Chris nodded happily. "I scored two goals,"he announced.

"Good job!"

"Can you tell us the story again Wy?"a childish voice squeaked.

Both Chris and Paige turned their heads to see Wyatt sitting on the couch with Mel sitting next to him. Phoebe, Brian, Leo, and Piper were all watching him with pride in their eyes.

Wyatt nodded casually. "Sure. I woke up this morning and sat up. I tried to put my feet on the floor, but all I felt was air. Then I fell with a thud on my bed."

"Wow,"Mel whispered in awe.

"Great wasn't it?"

"I'm so proud of you Wyatt!"Piper exclaimed happily. "A cool power. We haven't had those in a while!"

"Hey!"Paige exclaimed. "I got fireballs a year ago!"

Piper grinned teasingly. "Like I said, we haven't had a good power in years."

Chris rolled his eyes and changed his eye color. His mom, Phoebe, Brian, and Mel were yellow. Both Paige and Wyatt were partially yellow and partially whiteish blue. Leo was mostly whiteish blue, but still had some gold in him. Chris looked down. What had surprised him the most when he first realized what the colors meant, was the fact that he was yellow, whiteish blue, and had quite a few golden streaks in him. He then remembered that Leo was an Elder.

Hm, Chris thought, I wonder who that red thing is in the corner.

Chris did a double-take. There was a demon in the room! And he was facing towards Wyatt, probably meaning to kill him! Chris had no idea what to do. If he openly announced it, then everyone would know he had another power.

After what seemed like an eternity of agony, a brialliant idea popped into his head. He slightly moved his hand, causing the demon to trip.

A large crash alerted the family. The demon, now clearly visible, stood up. "Damn it,"he said. "Oh well. I guess that I'll have to do this the hard way." He created a fireball and threw it at Wyatt.

Chris flung out his hand and sent the fireball back at the demon. Wyatt, however, levitated foolishly into the air. The demon screamed before disappearing in a flash of flames.

"Good show of powers son,"Leo complimented.

Chris almost did a double-take. His dad, complimenting him? Of course, Chris thought bitterly, he's complimenting Wyatt.

"That was something that He would've done,"Phoebe said proudly.

Out of all the terrible things that his family did to him, this was the worst. It wasn't the fact that Wyatt always got a party for the good things he did, or the fact that Wyatt was always special, or even the fact that Wyatt got all the attention from most of his family. It was the fact that he was always compared to the "Great Chris." It was the constant reminder of what Chris had done. It was the fact that his parents practically told him that he could never do as good and that he was worthless.

A/N: Now, some of you might not like this part either, but I think that that is something that is going to happen to Chris other than having to see his older brother being pampered. The Chris from season six is a hero so Piper and Leo are going to constantly remind the other Chris, even if they don't mean to. I think that by Chris coming back to save Wyatt, he ultimately created problems for himself. If Charmed would last long enough, it would be cool to see my theories to be true.