Chapter Five – The Woes of Wyatt Halliwell

"CHRIS?" Wyatt yelled running into the kitchen. "CHRIS?" Wyatt's stomach dropped when he saw the pizza on the floor. "Oh god." He said, he remembered his whitelighter powers, Sensing, he closed his eyes and tried to find his little brother. Laundry Room.

Wyatt opened his eyes. He slowly walked into the laundry room which was right next to the kitchen.

Wyatt walked into the laundry room, and saw Chris. Leo followed closely behind. Chris was holding a white blanket. Piper had made.
"Chris?" Wyatt said very softly, "Little buddy?"
Chris sniffled.
Wyatt was afraid to touch Chris, he didn't want him sobbing again.
"Chris?" Leo finally said. Chris finally looked up. He looked terrible. Chris had large black circles under his eyes, and his eyes were blood shot, obliviously from crying. Paige walked into the kitchen wondering who was yelling from earlier. She saw Wyatt and Leo standing by the laundry room.

"Mom made this for me." Chris slowly said, "she made it for me so when we would reed-d-read," He tried to hold the tears back, "That when we would read, that we would have something to cuddle in."
Paige stood off to the side, listening. Tears coming to her eyes.
Wyatt took one step towards Chris.

"Stay away from me." Chris shot at Wyatt.
Wyatt froze.
"You too." He shot at Leo.
"Why didn't you orb back and save mom?" Chris said to Wyatt

"I couldn't." Wyatt said

"Why?" Chris said

Their was a very uneasy silence.
"WHY?" Chris yelled

"I didn't know where she was." Wyatt responded with a tears in his eyes now, "I can't sense you guys if your in the under world."
Chris looked at Wyatt with anger and sadness in his eyes.

Wyatt took more step to his brother.
"Stay away!" Chris sneered.
Wyatt took one more step. Chris got angry and used his telekinesis and threw Wyatt into the wall.
Leo was shocked at what he just did. So was Wyatt. The first time was a mistake in Chris' and Wyatt' room, but this was deliberate. This was on purpose. Of coarse they would get into fights, but never use their powers on each other. Paige placed her hand on Leo's hand.
"Let me, please." She said
Paige walked into view. Chris was kinda shocked to see her there.
"Sweetie?" She said to Chris. It was a downright dreadful scene, one of the saddest in her life. Almost as bad as the haunting memory of her parents in the burning car, her nephew standing in the darkness, crying. He looked terrible. He obviously hadn't change clothes since the funeral they were dirty and stank. But she ignored that.

Chris just looked his aunt.

"Chris, do you have anything against me?" She said

Chris slowly replied. "N-No."

"Will you come with me?" Paige asked putting her hand out
"Where?"
Wyatt and Leo were both confused at what she was doing.
"Come have some cookies with me in my room." Paige said in the sweetest voice she could.

Chris just starred at her hand. And completely broke down.
Chris' was about to fall to the ground, but Paige held him up, embraced him. Chris sobbed into her shoulder, she didn't mind it. She rubbed the his back trying to comfort him, she was dragged down by Chris' weight. She placed her hand on his hand. Chris' hair was very oily and dirty.

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The Seer stood in the chamber with the Source, as he sat in his Gold and Red velvet chair. Her eyes fogged, she smiled. Her eyes unfogged

"If we're going to do this, we have to do it now." The Seer said

Thor smiled, his eyes flamed, "perfect." He closed his eyes and astral echoed to Chris Halliwell.

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Paige sat at the kitchen table, with Wyatt. It was 3 am.
"You okay?" Paige asked

"Wha-Yeah, I am fine." Wyatt said trying to give his aunt a convincing look.
"I know you're worried about him. We all are, but he has to get through this on his own." Paige said, "Listen to me." She said right before Wyatt was going to say something, "Chris and Piper were like best friends, not that I am saying you and your mom weren't, cause she loved both of you. But you went out with your friends and stuff Chris and Piper did everything, Cooking, Shopping…"
"Vanquishing." Wyatt said with a sad look in his eyes.
"Yes." Paige replied placing her hand on Wyatt's. "But now she's gone. And Chris doesn't have anything to escape to really. Phoebe has Melinda, I have the Magic School, You have work, football, and friends, and he…he has only his imagination to escape and even that is hurting him."
"Chris has friends!" Wyatt said very hardly.
"I know he has friends, but you have countless, I mean look at your cell phone how many numbers do you have in their? Now look at Chris'" Paige said, "Chris' Cell Phone." A silver cellular phone orbed into her hand. "How many numbers does Chris have in their?"
Wyatt flipped open the phone and looked. Phoebe, Paige, Mom, Wyatt, Wyatt's Work, P3. No More?
"There is no one else in this phone but us." Wyatt said looking up
Paige had a tear going down her cheek, "No one ever told you this. But.."
"But what?"
"Ever since you were 5 and Chris was 3, he has been very jealous of you having more power and more glory then him. And he spent every available moment he could vanquishing demons, learning spells, making potions, that his life was school and witchcraft. He wants to be you and for that he gave up everything he could so that he could be as strong as you, be as or more powerful then you."
"But why?" Wyatt replied slowly

"Because I just told you, he envy's you, a lot! He wants to have more then 3 powers, I mean when you were younger you got a new power almost every 3 months, and now that your older your powers are advancing daily." Paige stopped.

She saw her nephew sitting like Chris sat at Piper's funeral. Head bowed and hands in his lap.

Wyatt couldn't believe what he was hearing. Chris, jealous of him? Because of his powers? Friends? Being Popular. No it couldn't be that, that's not true it can't be, he refused to believe it.

"Wyatt." Paige said.
Wyatt looked up, tears had been falling down his face, but he never noticed.
"Oh honey." Paige said as she embraced her nephew. Wyatt didn't cry, but just hugged his aunt and sniffled. Paige had now seen both of her nephews brake down in one night, she hadn't seen this since the funeral. She kind of felt like a mother for a moment, but quickly dismissed the thought.
"Don't." Wyatt said letting go of the hug and sitting back up right in his chair.

"Don't what?" Paige asked

"We need a mother right now. And you and Aunt Phoebe are the closest ones to being that. Don't give up on us, please."
"I wouldn't Dream of it."

Leo stood by his sons bed. Chris was sleeping, again. Chris was slowly getting a grip back on reality, but it would be a long time before he would probably see Chris laugh or smile again. He couldn't stand this, he needed to leave. What? Why did he just think that? He needs to be their for his sons, he has to. But he has to attend his job he has to. Being an Elder is more important than fatherhood.

He couldn't fight that one off. But he had two sons, he couldn't leave them. Maybe for a little while, Wyatt seemed like he had things under control. He heard someone coming up the stairs. If was going to leave it had to be now, he took a picture of Chris and Wyatt that was sitting on the floor. It was last Halloween, Wyatt was Britney Spears and Chris was Christina Aguilera, they both won most comedic costumes at their high school. It was very funny. As he orbed out he gave a tear. Wyatt got a bad sensation on landing.

He swore he just felt his father's presence their.
"Dad?" Wyatt said looking around, he followed the presence into his and Chris' room. He looked around.
"Oh god." Wyatt said, "No…" Wyatt said, he began to sob, he looked at his brother. He was laying on his bed, peacefully. He looked almost gentle, breathing in and out he wanted to hug his brother. What? He wasn't a fucking sissy, hugging his brother because he was crying? He needed to shape up, be stronger. If his fucking lame excuse for a father didn't want to be their when he and his brother needed him most fine. He can survive on his own. Leo really wasn't their in the past anyway. He felt angry, very angry. He left his room, and stood by the landing of the stairs.

Grabbing the railing on the stairs, trying to surpress his anger, he trying to think of the good and his brother, and all the good times they've had together. Tears filled his eyes, but not out of sadness for his mother, but for his brother and for him having to be the main influence now for Chris. Making sure that he grows up, and Melinda. What male influence will she have? Her father left Phoebe while she was still pregnant because he found out the infamous Halliwell secret.

Before Wyatt knew it, He was on the ground, sobbing like a baby, he didn't notice that Phoebe had opened her door.
"Wyatt?" She said coming over and kneeling on the ground. "Whats wrong.?"
"Dad." He mumbled, "He's gone."
"He probably just went to check on-"
"No he's gone and he's never coming back."
Phoebe froze, Leo leaving his sons, she would never hear of it. But the pain and anger she saw in Wyatt's eyes proved to her that her nephew wasn't lying.

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The Witch opened his eyes, it was still night. He looked at the melted candles and groaned. 3 am. As he looked at the clock, he had a throbbing headache, must have been a back fire from the spell. The spell! The witch shot right up and looked at the candles, they all melted right in the spot where they sat. The photo of the young boy was trapped in the center of the wax, it seemed unharmed, but the edges of the photo seemed to fade out.
"What the?" The Witch said

"Foolish you think magic could help him." Said a voice

"What?" The Witch said looking up.

In a circle of light blue lights that surrounded him from night before appeared an elderly witch in swirling white lights. She looked down at the witch with a frown.

"Excuse me, who are you?" The Witch asked

"The one who saved your life, James." Said the Elderly witch.

"How do you know my name?" James asked
"I know many things about you." The Elderly witch said.

James then noticed a sliver necklace with a triquetra on it. He was puzzled at what he saw.
"Isn't this?"
"The symbol of the Charmed Ones. The Power of Three." The Elderly Witch said.
"Who are you?" James said standing up
"My name is Penny Halliwell, James Matthews."