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.

A/N 2: Thanks for all the great reviews!!!!!!! I agree with so much that you guys said so thanks for the reviews. Here's another chapter for you lovely people......

Chapter 9

It was night time in San Francisco. A tall man was closing up his book store. It wasn't that popular as it was a Wicca bookstore.

The man walked to his car, keys jingling in his hand. He whistled happily as he strode towards his sports car.

Suddenly, the man was alerted by an orbing sound. He turned around, looking for the perpatraitor. "Leo?"he whispered quietly. "What are you doing here?"

But there was no answer. The man turned around again and sped up his pace.

There was another orbing sound, this time in front of the man.

The man stopped in shock. "Who are you?"he whispered as he took a step backwards.

The person was cloaked in the darkness of the night. "Your worst nightmare,"he said dramatically.

The man turned around and started to run, but an invisible force held him back. He tried to use his own power of telekenisis to break through the barrier, but he couldn't.

"You're too much of a problem,"the person said, taking a few steps forwards. A crack or two of static electricity could be heard. "So I must exterminate you."

The man turned around and gaped in surprise. "You,"he breathed out. "Why would you kill one of your father's charges?"

The person, who was now revealed as Chris grinned maliciously. The man shivered at the look. It was a look of pure hate and evil. "That man is no longer my father,"he said. "Good-bye." Raising up his hands, Chris sent a very high electrical current through the man. Taking perverse pleasure in the man's cries of agony, Chris later orbed away laughing like a maniac.

The man was on the ground, many wounds on his body. He barely had any time to live. "Leo,"he choked out. "Leo." Shuddering, the man breathed no more.

Leo woke up breathing heavily. He looked around in panic, only to find himself still in the ice cage, which hadn't melted in all the time it stood there. Sighing, he lay back down on the hard floor.

"Is something wrong Leo?"whispered a voice.

Leo turned to face Piper's wide eyes. "Drew called for me,"he whispered,"and he was in pain."

"Was?"Piper repeated.

Leo nodded. "I can't feel him anymore. I think that he's been murdered."

Piper's eyes widened. "But by who?"she asked quietly.

Leo shook his head. "I don't know,"he responded truthfully,"I don't know." With that, Leo fell back asleep again only to wake up again a few times during the night in extreme pain. Someone was murdering witches out there and he didn't know why.

By the morning, the flashes of pain had stopped. Leo still had most of his charges, but he knew that a few were dead.

"Do you think that Chris is doing this?"Wyatt asked quietly after Leo told his trapped family what he thought was going on.

"He wouldn't do that!"Piper exclaimed. "He's a good witch!"

"But something demonic is in him,"Phoebe replied,"so he'll do wrong."

"Not to mention that he's hurt and confused,"Paige added.

"He's hurt and confused!"Leo repeated incredulously.

This was the wrong thing to say for Paige turned towards him dangerously. "Of course he's hurt you fool,"she hissed venomously. "He just found out that his father wanted to favor Wyatt based on powers. He's hurt by that statement and angry at you. And because of the demonic thing in him, he's confused. One thing I do know, he will want revenge."

The rest of her family members gulped as they thought about it.

"Aren't you happy with me?"Chris asked, sitting at the head of the table, his feet propped up against the table. "I killed all fifteen of the witches that you wanted."

"Don't you feel a bit of sadness?"a demon asked with interest. He had never really known a witch who had taken pleasure in killing.

Chris shrugged. "I feel about this much,"he replied, showing a small fraction of space between his thumb and forefinger. "I guess that it is because of those damn witches of mine."

"We have one more task before the Charmed Ones and your father,"a demon told Chris seriously.

Chris grinned, his green eyes flashing dangerously. "Who is it?"he asked, a big hint of eagerness in his voice.

"Wyatt Halliwell,"responded another demon.

Chris grinned, rubbing his hands together. "Excellent,"he whispered.

"I want this cage to disappear,"Piper moaned.

It was morning, though the trapped Halliwells could hardly tell. The sun barely shone through the ice cage. It was still showing no signs of disappearing.

"We all do,"Phoebe said irritably. She was rubbing her temples. Being with the same people for so long was not doing well with her empathetic and telepathic powers. She kept feeling everyone's emotions. It was getting to be a bit too overwhelming.

Wyatt sighed. "I'm really hungry,"he said.

"Then conjure up some food for us dear,"Piper replied.

Wyatt blushed. "Oh." He closed his eyes and a few minutes later, a big plate of sandwhiches and five cans of soda appeared on the floor. "Dig in,"he said happily.

Leo took a sandwhich and ate it whole. After throughly swallowing the sandwhich, he said,"The good thing is that I don't feel anymore pain."

"That's good,"Phoebe said.

"But Chris could still be out there,"Paige pointed out.

Suddenly, blue orbs came into being. Everyone gasped, knowing who it was. "Miss me?"asked a playful voice.

"Chris,"Leo said.

Chris grinned. "I'm surprised that you know who I am Leo,"he said teasingly. "I mean I was only ignored for the first fourteen years of my life. I'm flattered." He put his hands to his chest.

"What have you been doing?"Phoebe asked quietly, already dreading the answer.

Chris grinned again. Everyone shuddered at the evil look on his face. "I spent all night murdering witches out there. It was much fun. I believe that three of them were your charges Leo."

Wyatt looked shocked. "And you take pleasure in that?"he asked, outraged.

Chris nodded. "I am evil after all. I believe that your other self felt the same way."

Wyatt turned a bit pale. It was always a sore topic to bring up Wyatt being evil in another dimention.

"Why are you here?"Piper snapped suddenly.

Chris smiled. "I'm here for one of you,"he said pleasantly.

"Who?"Paige asked. She hated to see her favorite nephew like this, all evil.

"Wyatt,"Chris said. He grabbed his older brother's hands and orbed the two out.

The adults looked at each other in horror. Every single one of them knew what Chris was planning to do.

Chris and Wyatt reappeared in the attic. "What are we doing here?"Wyatt asked confused.

Chris jerked his head towards Excalibur. "Take it,"he ordered.

Wyatt went over to the sword and pulled it out of the stone. "Okay,"he said slowly.

Chris said two words and an identical Excalibur appeared in his hand. "Like it?"he asked, smiling at Wyatt's shocked expression. "The other Chris stole this from your other self and hid it so an alternate version of himself from a different time could take it. I decided to take it. And just to let you know, mine's better. Your's has an evil auora around it. So sorry to tell you big bro, you would've turned evil in a few years. That's not going to happen now because I'm going to kill you. And mine's good."

The sword hung numbly at Wyatt's side. He didn't know which information was worse: the fact that Chris wanted to murder him, or the fact that he might haveturned evil.

Wyatt had to quickly defend himself as Chris jabbed at Wyatt. He didn't want to hurt his brother, but he didn't want to die either.

Chris grinned at his brother. "This is kinda fun,"he commented, making a slashing motion.

"Is this all that you think of?"Wyatt asked. "Do you find this as a game?"

Chris nodded. "Yep."

And so the fight went on. Nobody was really trying their best, or at least one of them wasn't. Chris was hardly putting any effort into it, while Wyatt was using all of his energy to block the attacks. What Wyatt didn't know was that Chris was waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

His chance came when Wyatt stumbled. Chris took a bit stride forward and stabbed Wyatt in the stomach.

Wyatt gasped with pain. He closed his eyes, not being able to look at the look on his brother's face. He fell to the ground as Chris took the sword out, whimpering in more pain. He barely heard the orbs leave the room. All he knew was that he was dying. "Help me,"he whispered out. Everything went black.

Wyatt sat up and looked around wildly. His stomach ached a bit, but there was no wound. He was very confused. "Why am I still alive?"he asked.

"Because I healed you Wy,"said an amused voice from one of the corners.

Wyatt jumped up quickly and looked at the corner. To his amazement, there stood a man leaning against the wall, smirking happily. It wasn't just any man. The man was a tall, twenty-three years old, with dark brown hair, and amazing green eyes. He was smiling rather happily at the moment. "Chris,"Wyatt whispered in realization.

A/N: Don't hate me for how Chris has been acting in this chapter. The demonic seed that was planted in him is getting bigger. So he's going to do evil things. Don't worry, once he gets saved, he'll regret what he's done. If he gets saved.......