I would like to thank Aurora Nightstar, who co-wrote this chapter with me. I could not have done nearly as well with it as she did.

Chapter 6

Piper and Leo now found themselves in a penthouse apartment.

Chris was now nineteen years old. There were cuts and scrapes on his face from an apparent struggle.

They recognized the man Chris was facing from a picture he had once shown them of their two sons in happier times when they were teenagers. Granted, both boys had been much younger in that picture, but there was no mistaking that this man was their older son all grown up.

They also recognized the woman standing at Wyatt's side as Bianca, the Phoenix Assassin that had come to retrieve Chris in the past and bring back to the future. Who also happened to be his fiancé. However, it seemed in this scene that she and Chris did not know each other.

"Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," Wyatt said with a malevolent smirk as two demons held on to a young man. The man looked up and glared at Wyatt. Wyatt looked more closely and noticed the bruises and scrapes on Chris' face. There was blood on his shirt from a gash on his left arm. His expression changed to concern and surprise. "Chris? Did they hurt you?"

Wyatt became filled with rage. "Which one of you did this? Answer me!" Wyatt demanded.

"We caught him snooping around your chamber," one of the demon sheepishly explained. "We didn't know who…"

"You did this," Wyatt stepped toward the demon in an intimidating manner.

"Forgive me," the demon took a few steps backward.

"Of course," Wyatt smirked. He raised his hand in the air forming an energy ball. He hurled it straight toward the demon, vanquishing him. "He should have known better!" Wyatt announced. "No one is to hurt my little brother."

"Except you," Chris sniped.

Wyatt ignored Chris' comment. "Now what were you doing in my chamber?" Wyatt demanded. Chris gave no response. "Does this mean you will finally join me?" Chris just rolled his eyes. "You know Chris, with you by my side, we would be unstoppable."

"I think I have managed ok without you," Chris interjected.

Wyatt laughed and shook his head no. "Oh please, the only reason you are still alive is because of me!" Wyatt declared.

To that Chris just rolled his eyes. "Whatever!" Chris snipped back.

"Without me, brother, some demon would have snuffed you out years ago," Wyatt really got in Chris's face. "But they don't and you know why?"

"Why?" Chris crossed his arms and glared at Wyatt.

"Every demon is scared to death of me. They know what will happen to them if harm my little brother. You remember what I did to the demon that killed mom?" Wyatt smirked.

"You tortured him," Chris said, trying to suppress the horror he had of that memory. It was a few weeks after their mother's death. Leo had business up in the heavens. Wyatt had learned who the demons were that had killed their mother and aunts. It had been five demons who had planned it for years, working together to get rid of the Charmed Ones. Wyatt set a trap for them at the manor and killed them single handedly. He remembered listening to the demon's cries and screams for several hours. When Leo came home and saw what was going on, he had to convince Wyatt, who was almost completely out of control, to just finish the vanquish. Leo had also been horrified at the brutal lengths Wyatt had tortured them, even though they deserved it. He did not want his sons giving in to such violence. It was frightening.

"So you see, I am the only reason you are still alive," Wyatt declared with a smirk. Wyatt grabbed Chris's left arm. Chris winced from the pain as that is exactly where his wound was. "See you couldn't even defeat these two pathetic demons." He looked at the grease smear on the ground. "Only one now," he added with a laugh.

Chris didn't hear much of what he said. Wyatt had a pretty tight grip and the pain distracted. "Let go!" Chris insisted as he pushed Wyatt away from him.

Wyatt gazed on indignantly. "I will teach you some respect!" Wyatt declared as another energy ball began to form in his hand.

Chris's eyes opened wide. He tried to step back, but the demon grabbed him keeping him in place. "No please," Chris pleaded with Wyatt. Wyatt's smile grew as he whipped off a small energy ball at Chris hitting him right in the gut. Chris waved his right arm at Wyatt, knocking him back some.

Wyatt was knocked back some, but otherwise unfazed. "You are not stupid enough to challenge you, are you? I am faster then you, smarter then you, more powerful, more feared…" Wyatt bragged.

"You are no match for me! Don't even try!" Wyatt said. He picked up Chris and threw him down on the couch. "Care to beg for your life!"

Chris resisted the pain he was feeling as he tried to get back up. He just glared at his brother.

Wyatt softened. "Look Chris, I don't want to kill you. Please don't make me. All I want you to do is join me."

"And if I don't?" Chris asked.

"Then I will have no choice but to kill you," Wyatt declared with regret in his voice. Chris started to orb out but he found he couldn't.

"You can't orb out of here," Wyatt explained. "The magic that keeps my lair hidden also prevents you from orbing in or out." He asked, "So, what is it going to be?"

"Screw you!" Chris declared, trying to hide his fear.

In response, Wyatt squeezed Chris' injured arm, causing Chris to wince in pain.

Chris shook his head defiantly. "Somebody help me!" Chris called out.

"What, you think dad is going to save?" Wyatt laughed. "He hates you Chris."

"No," Chris said as tears rolled down his cheek.

"It is true. He told me himself!" Wyatt informed him.

"Bianca, make sure he stays here," Wyatt declared. "I will be back to check on him later." Wyatt orbed out.

Chris was starting to lose consciousness, praying that somebody would come and help him. He had told his father to stay out of his life and that he never wanted to see him again. Now, he had no one to help him.