Chapter 13

In the cold, dark and wet dungeon two women laid tied down to two beds that were positioned only inches away from each other while the screams of those that were less fortunate echoed loudly in the background. Both women struggled hard trying desperately to escapes the torture and violation that was soon to come once their demonic escorts returned from their latest seek and destroy mission. Although they were grateful for the very timely interruption they knew that the men would be back momentarily so acting quickly was necesscry.

"How you doing over there Paige" asked Phoebe who was now breathing heavily.

"No luck, you?" replied the equally tired woman.

"Nope. Unfortunately for us our little nephew is quite intelligent and has us bound by magical restraints"

"Damn it" Paige called out in frustration.

"Calm down Paige there has to be something that we can do" Phoebe spoke as she tried to think of a way out of their current dilemma.

"Like what? I mean we can't even use magic here and with no one willing to free us, we're pretty much sitting ducks. I just hope that Leo and Piper are alright"

"So do I but if we're ever going to find them or get out of here we have to find a way to break free"

"What do you have in mind?" questioned the younger sister.

"I'm not sure. Maybe a spell"

"Nope, it won't work Phoebe, remember Wyatt's little magic block"

"Yeah but maybe that only blocks our active powers but not a spell"

"Alright, go for it" said Paige as Phoebe attempted to cast her spell.

"Powers of the witches rise course unseen across the skies

Undo what has been done through time and space

Undo the magic that is and free us from this place"

Suddenly the woman started screaming and was thrown into convulsions while her sister watched on in horror.

"Phoebe!" Paige called out in fear knowing that there was nothing she could do to help her sister. Tears began to form in her eyes as her sister's screams over shadowed the faint cries that had echoed throughout the dungeon before. "Phoebe" a now hysterical Paige yelled out as blood began to come out the woman's ears and nose.

Seconds that felt like hours had passed before the woman's painful screams came to an end. She now lay appearing to be lifeless as her sister prayed for any sign of life.

"Phoebe" the woman said again this time in a low whisper. "please don't leave me. Please, I need you" the woman pleaded desperately.

"Umm"

"Phoebe?" Paige questioned as she shifted her tear soaked gaze.

"Remind me to always leave well enough alone" the woman said in a still shaken voice.

"Done" Paige laughed happy that she hadn't lost her sister.

"With Wyatt being so powerful and too got damn smart for his own good I should have know better then to try something like that" continued a weak Phoebe.

"It's ok. The important thing is that you're still alive"

"Yeah but for how long" the woman questioned but before her younger sibling could answer the sound of foot steps coming down the hall interrupted.

"Not too much longer if someone doesn't help us and soon" the woman questioned as all hope drained from both she and her sister before a voice made things go from bad to worst.

"Hey ladies, it's time to play"

Chris's Bedroom

Christopher Halliwell woke up in a cold sweat and began frantically looking around the room hoping and praying that what he had just witnessed was a dream and nothing more. Studying his surroundings further he noticed that he was back in his bedroom and completely alone.

"Thank God" the man said out loud believing that it all was a dream. That was until he stood up and noticed a large pool of blood on the side of his bed.

Following the trail the man wound up at the foot of his bed where his nightmare was confirmed. There sprawled out on the floor were the remains of the woman he loved. Her mangled flesh and terror filled expression (minus her eyes) shattered the boy's heart and soul into a million pieces.

She was dead, the love of his life, the woman he wanted to bare his children was dead and his very own brother was to blame. Suddenly the boy felt sick to his stomach and could feel fluid rising in his throat. Running to the bathroom Chris threw back the toilet lid and stuck his head in until his insides couldn't produce anything more. He then flushed it down and walked over to the sink where he rinsed out his mouth and splashed cold water on his face.

This can't be happening he thought. First he was violated by his brother, then his family was forced to watch the older man grope him and touch him in ways no sibling should touch another before they were taken away to face God only knows what kind of hell at the hands of his brother's servants and now this. His lover, his best friend was gone after being tortured and experiencing excruciating pain all because he had the nerve to stand up to his brother.

Chris could feel a sharp pain in his chest followed by hyperventilating as the harsh realization began to set in. That realization was that everything that had happened to his parents, to his aunts and to his fiancée was all his fault. If he had never gone back to the past then his parents wouldn't have had to suffer through the pain and disgust of knowing that he was had been forced to have sex with his brother, his aunts wouldn't be in a similar situation with his brother's demons. And if he hadn't mouthed off to Wyatt and angered him then Bianca would still be alive.

He wanted to scream, cry, laugh and cause himself pain all at the same time. The boy was confused and feeling hopeless not knowing how to fix the situation or save the rest of his family. The room began to spin out of control and the darkness threatened to abduct him once again until a sweet angelic voice called out to him.

"Chris"

Immediately the boy recognized the voice and called out "Autumn" before his body went limp and he fell forward into her arms.