The Mistakes We Make
Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed.
Summary: The new future that Chris had strived to create is now here, except for one thing. The new Chris doesn't know anything about magic. It's all hidden from him, but yet he knows something is going on. When something happens, will the Halliwells regret not letting Chris know about magic?
A/N: Please note that this story has nothing to do with my other one, This Changes Everything. It's completely different. Please forgive me for bad spelling and grammar errors.... I hope that you enjoy it!
Chapter 2
Discovery
Chris immediately shot up out of bed, panic arising in his brain. He ran over to the mirror to look at himself.
Chris saw himself standing in the middle of a big blaze. He opened his mouth to scream out, but decided against it. His parents would come running in the room and probably call him a freak. This was something that he had to keep to himself.
After all, Chris felt calm. Although at first he felt completely scared, he now felt calm. Instead of feeling hot, he felt very cool. He actually felt like one with the fire. The weird part of this was that Chris felt times when his mind was struggling to leave his body. It was weird. It felt as if it wanted to go to other places where there was fire.
Chris felt the feeling of tranquility fade away and somehow knew that the fire around him had vanished as well.
Chris went back to his bed and sat down. He was confused. Why did he, of all people, have powers when his family did not?
But maybe they do have powers, a voice said in Chris' head.
Why would they keep it from me? Chris asked the voice.
Who knows? Maybe they wanted you to have a normal life, away from the pressure of it all. But that doesn't matter for the moment. All that does matter is that you have powers, and you have to find out all that you can about them.
Powers as in plural?
Yes.
But I only have one.
More will come to you as in now. Close your eyes.
Chris did as the voice told him to. It was weird listening to another voice inside of you, but Chris felt like he knew this voice.
Now focus on the attic. Focus on getting up there. Will yourself to get into that room.
But I'll get caught!
Nobody is home at the moment. Think about the attic.
Chris focused on getting into the attic and gasped with shock as he heard a familiar noise as well as a feeling like himself being spread apart into different pieces. When Chris felt himself hit solid ground, he opened his eyes.
"So this is the attic,"he breathed.
It was freaky, but in a strange sense, wonderful. A big cauldron sat on a table in the corner while ingredients lay right besides it. On shelves, there corked bottles with strange liquids inside of them. A big rock with a sword was in another corner.
But these things really didn't catch Chris' attention. A bit book on a pedestal did.
Chris slowly walked over to it, wanting to open the book. He paused a few feet away and looked at the cover. There was a weird symbol on it, and somehow, that symbol looked familiar.
Wait! exclaimed the voice. Don't touch the Book of Shadows!
The Book of What?
Shadows. It belongs to the Halliwell family. Melinda Warren, one of the first witches in this line, made it, and from each generation, things have been written in there. This is your heirloom Chris. You can use it from now on. But you have to break the barrier that your mom set up for you. She didn't want you touching this book until she allowed it.
How will I get it?
Stick out your hand and call for the book in your mind.
Chris felt a bit foolish at this, but he stuck out his hand. Um come to me Book of Shadows! he exclaimed silently.
The book shook for a few seconds before it flew off of the pedestal and into Chris' hands.
I'll be leaving you now. I was your guide for a while and now I must leave.
Chris tried to ask a few quick questions, but there was no response in his mind. Sighing, Chris opened the big book in his hands.
"We need to go to the attic!"exclaimed a voice from downstairs very loudly.
Chris' eyes widened. Running towards the pedestal, he set the book back down. Chris then closed his eyes and wished to be back in his room.
Once Chris opened his eyes, he sighed with relief. He was safe.
"Hey Chris,"said Paige, sticking her head in the door, Jack and Bobby's heads peaking under her arms,"how were things?"
Chris shrugged. "Good." Raising an eyebrow, he asked,"What happened to you guys? You're all dirty!"
Paige's face grew a bit red. "We went to the park!"she exclaimed. "Gotta go!" Paige closed the door and footsteps ran away from the door.
Chris sighed and shook his head. They weren't going to tell him anything for a long time.
The heavy sounds of a person's feet. They were very fast as they echoed in the cave. The person ran towards a chair and stopped suddenly.
"What is it Uystaron?"asked a slow voice.
"He's gained his powers my leige,"wheezed the person, bowing at the man on the throne. "The boy has broken free from his binding."
There was a small pause. "Excellent,"crooned the voice. "And without any knowledge of magic, we can use this to our advantage. Send no one. I will find the boy myself."
"Yes my Lord."
Chris was alone again. It was Friday afternoon now. His family had gone off to do something and he had the house alone. In a few hours, he would be going to Dan's party.
Apart from the three powers that he had received yesterday, no more had come yet. Chris felt a bit disappointed that he wasn't going to get anymore, but he felt that with time, perhaps more powers would come.
Chris looked at a clock in the kitchen. It was six. His friend Dan was holding a party that started in two hours. Chris decided that he would go take a shower and change into some better clothes. Dan's parties were always great. Chris and his friends were always the center of attention. He was very popular.
Chris walked upstairs into his room. He grabbed a designer shirt and a new pair of jeans before going into the bathroom.
After Chris' shower, he didn't feel anything wrong. But when he walked past the mirror, he did a double-take.
He was covered in a giant wall of water!
Chris stared at himself in shock. After a few moments however, he calmed down. Like having an ability with fire, Chris guessed that he had one with water as well. After all, the things felt the same as before. He felt very calm and his mind was struggling to leave his body and become on with water everywhere.
The power soon faded away. Chris shook his head. He felt a bit drained. It would be a hard time learning how to control these powers. And to think, he wasn't going to have the help of his family!
Chris walked over to his bed and lay down on it, closing his eyes. If he got any other powers, he might explode.
"Chris, Chris."
Chris opened his eyes to see his mom's face over him. "What?"he asked.
"That party!"Piper exclaimed cheerfully. "It starts in like fifteen minutes. Want me to give you a ride?"
Chris got off his bed and shook his head. "No thanks. I'd rather walk. It is a nice night out."
Piper nodded. "Alright, but call me when you want to be picked up. Nighttime isn't a safe place for anyone in San Francisco."
"Alright." Chris walked out of his room with his mom, a thousand questions buzzing in his head. He wanted to ask his mom why she didn't want him to know that he had powers, but he didn't know what her reaction would be. When the time was right, he would ask her. And he hoped that he would get answers.
Chris bade his mom, dad, and brother good-night and headed out the front of the manor door. He considered just thinking about arriving in front of Dan's house, but he highly doubted that it would be appreciated. Chris knew one thing: that people were afraid of what they didn't know.
Chris shivered a bit. It was cold. He zippered up the jacket that he had put on before he left the manor and continued to walk towards Dan's house.
A strong gust of wind blew around Chris. He pulled his jacket even closer and started to jog slightly. He stopped when a familiar feeling started to tug at his brain. Except this time, the feeling was even stronger. It seemed that with all the wind around Chris, he wanted to become a part of the wind so much.
Chris quickly made his way to an abandoned alley and looked down. Sure enough, there was a swirling gust of wind around him. He didn't feel as calm right now as before. Wind was a lot rougher Chris decided after he knew that he was going to lose himself soon.
"You should get some help, shouldn't you?"
Chris was hit with something and he could feel the wind disappear. Chris turned around to face a man dressed in black. "Who are you?"he asked.
The figure smiled. "My name is unimportant know. But you can call me your friend. I helped you after all, didn't?"
"What exactly did you do?"Chris asked suspiciously.
"I gave you a potion that enables you to have more control of your powers. But after a while, you will have no need for that potion. You will be able to use your powers without even thinking."
"Okay." Chris eyed the stranger warily. "What do you want from me?"
The man smiled. "Your help. I have a mission and without your help, it won't be completed. Now somethings that me and my friends do aren't glamorous, but in the long run, everything will be alright."
"I guess."
"Good. Well, I'll be talking to you whenever I need it."
"But what if my family finds out about this? I also have a life too."
"That's why I will come when you are unpreoccupied. Good-bye Chris." The man was gone.
Chris blinked and shrugged. He guessed that it went okay, but a part of him felt a bit odd. How did the man know his name after all?
