Title: A Broken Crown

Author: Child of Twilight

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.

Summary: How far will Wyatt go to get his brother back? And can Chris resist the temptation? Can he turn his back on being ruler of the Underworld alongside Wyatt and turn his brother back to good? Or will the temptation of evil make him fail?

Author's Note:

Warning: This is slash people. That means male on male action. If you do not like that leave NOW. No flames accepted by homophobes after this point.

This story deals with incest, and rape. If you do not like that leave NOW. No flames accepted on the subject after this point.

CHAPTER FIVE:

WRESTLING WITH DEMONS

There was only one person that could ever make him this bemused.

Wyatt studied the figure of his brother intently, trying to figure out where it had all gone wrong. For a while there, they had been making progress. Albeit slow progress. And then, out of the blue, Chris had clammed up, refusing to cooperate with him in anyway. It was frustrating. But he did have an inkling of what had caused it. If he knew Chris, and he did, he had gotten too deep under his little brother's skin for comfort. One part of him was glad that he was obviously penetrating Chris's shell; the other part was seething in frustration over the latest turn of events.

However, despite the bemused pride at his brother's strength of will, he was ever aware that time was slipping away and that Chris had to be brought round before something happened that they both would regret.

And he had to admit, that as patient as he tried to be, trying to deal with a deliberately wilful, uncooperative and downright hostile Chris was hard to take on a daily basis. He had a lovely tendency to raise one's blood pressure that way. But Wyatt knew that was what Chris wanted. He wanted to provoke him into doing something that would prove to his little brother that he was the monster he so desperately tried to believe him to be.

Well, Wyatt really didn't feel like playing along.

The potion he had administered could compel Chris to do something, but it could not change his will. And Wyatt wanted him to be truly his; in every sense of the word. He knew from the start that it would take time. After all, he had grown up with his brother's stubborn temperament. But he was also confident that, in the end, he would win. Chris had stubbornness but if there was one thing those good for nothing Elders had taught him, it was patience.

And he could be exceptionally patient when he was in pursuit of a prize of this magnitude.

He had long known that the Elders had made a fatal miscalculation. Chris had been thought by his parents and his aunts to be magically weaker than they. With Leo so caught up in his Elder duties and his unfeeling attitude towards his youngest and Piper's own frustration with the inability to pursue a normal life, young Chris had quickly learned that not only did they not want to hear about any new power, but that they did not even care.

To their eyes, Wyatt was the Twice-blessed one. Chris was just the afterthought. Not powerful enough to be important.

Yes, Wyatt knew much better. Because while the rest of his family had been too busy to listen and had been playing up Chris's weakness to the Elders, Wyatt had been his brother's confidante. Chris had cleverly been masking his true power since he was a toddler, and only Wyatt knew one tenth of what he was capable of. So when all hell had broken loose, no one had really been bothered about poor little Christopher.

To the Elders, Wyatt was the one that had to be stopped. They had never paused to consider that Chris was not only powerful but also second only to Wyatt. They had never ever considered what the two brothers could do combined. And they still didn't. Dear Leo persisted in stubborn denial and Wyatt was not yet ready to burst his bubble. At least not until Chris's power was firmly on his own side.

Chris was smart, he was powerful and he had damn good instincts. But Wyatt had the Book of Shadows, Wyatt had experience and Wyatt was stronger. In the end, he would win. But it was shaping up to be a delicious chase. And one that he would have thoroughly enjoyed if it were not for the pressing need. He would not allow the Elders to destroy the last remaining Halliwells.

And between the two of them, they could decimate all those backstabbing pacifists and end the threat once and for all.

After all, the world was about power. Those who held it, won.

And the Halliwell brothers, sons of a Charmed One and an Elder, had power in spades…

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Chris didn't see it coming.

He had thought that his cold and hostile attitude to Wyatt was working. He was wrong.

Flicking through a spell book because Wyatt still would not allow him near the Book of Shadows, he was so deep in a text on the currents of time and the many theories on changing them that he did not hear the soft footsteps behind him. So engrossed that he did not notice his brother's presence in the room until strong arms wrapped around his waist like bands of steel.

Stiffening immediately despite the warming effects of the potion, he remained motionless as Wyatt gently moved the book from his hands to the table. "Chris, Chris, Chris," he murmured softly, urging the young witch to stand up, "Whatever am I to do with you?"

Chris gritted his teeth at the mocking, teasing tone in his sibling's voice, "How about let me go? That could work." he suggested sardonically.

Wyatt chuckled lowly, "As amusing as your little prima donna act is, do you really think I was going to let it continue indefinitely?"

Chris closed his eyes, trying to master his fear, "Wyatt," he said quietly, his voice giving away the fear he felt, "Please… you can stop this…. You know this is wrong… We're brothers… Don't wreck all the good memories I have left of you…"

Wyatt frowned and his grip on Chris tightened, his words striking him to the core, "That stung, Chris," he said tightly, "How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not going to hurt you?"

"Every day you keep me here against my will, you hurt me," Chris ground out, "Every time, you remind me of exactly what it is you want, you hurt me. Did you really think that I would ever accept this sick idea?"

Wyatt's grip tightened to the point of pain before he twisted Chris around so that they were facing each other and then he backed his brother up until he hit the furniture. When Chris felt the cold wood of the chair hit his back, his eyes widened as he studied the infuriated face of his older brother, the Source.

"You really don't get it," Wyatt said, forcing himself to keep his voice level and his temper in check, "Chris, if I simply wanted the power, I wouldn't be going to any of this bother. I would gotten what I wanted and I could have kept you in the dungeons for the rest of your life. Instead, I care for you, I look after you, I put up with all your good versus evil nonsense and you persist in throwing it back in my face. I'm done waiting, Chris. You really should have known better than to provoke me."

Chris swallowed nervously, "Wyatt… You don't want to do this." he pleaded, "It's wrong… please…."

But Wyatt would not budge, not when the fires of his temper still raged high; his brother's words had hurt him far more than he had realised. "I don't?" he said with a smirk, "But I'm so good at it…"

Chris looked into those blue eyes and could not believe what he saw there. Wyatt… wanted him. His own brother. Instantly, he panicked and tried to scramble past this seemingly new person in front of him.

He did not get far.

Wyatt seized his elbow as he tried to run and he knew that his struggles were useless against a warlock of his power. Wyatt stared at him for a long moment and Chris stared back helplessly, lost for a moment in the intent blue eyes that captured his own. With a small cry of fear, he stumbled back, trying to put some distance between them.

Wyatt advanced and Chris kept stumbling back until his back hit the wall. With a small gasp, he realised that he had backed himself into a corner and before he could try to make a break for it, Wyatt was there, blocking any hope of escape.

With sickening ease, Wyatt grabbed Chris's hands and subdued any struggle he might have made, and then he lowered his head and captured his lips with his own.

Immediately, Chris tried to get away but Wyatt's grip was tight, tight enough to leave bruises and there could be no escape. And even though he hated himself for it, the potion's effects surged through him and his head fell back under Wyatt's hungry assault.

Wyatt smiled inwardly as he watched the younger witch's reactions carefully. Chris could deny it all he wanted to, but when it came down to it, his body was beginning to recognise his ownership of it.

Pulling away, he watched as Chris's eyes fluttered open, tears of shame and repressed rage making the vibrant green orbs suspiciously bright.

Wyatt smiled and even as he leaned down for another kiss, he flamed them to his bed. The first indication Chris had of it was when he hit the bed with Wyatt's weight on top of him, his hands still pinned down and he panicked, fear and adrenaline coursing through him and making him wish desperately for his powers. Twisting and fighting unexpectedly, he tried to dislodge Wyatt but the Source would not budge.

Wyatt watched as his brother lost himself to panic but he easily handled the struggles of his younger brother. He had Chris's hands pinned down already and his legs and torso were kept still under his weight. He waited patiently until Chris began to tire himself out, until he finally stopped and lay there, panting with exertion and fear.

As soon as the fight went out of him, Wyatt bound Chris's hands magically; not trusting the younger man to not try something stupid, and he caressed the ghost white face gently. "Chris…" he said soothingly, "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you…"

"Only traumatise me for life?" Chris replied, keeping his eyes closed, "How generous of you."

Wyatt leant down and Chris shook his head in one last desperate attempt, "Wy… please.. Don't do this…."

"Sorry, Chris, but I'm afraid I can't," Wyatt whispered into his ear, "But don't worry, I promise you that you'll enjoy it. Now listen to this order, Chris, you are not going to attack me in any way and you will enjoy this…"

As he captured Chris's lips again, the younger witch's cry of 'no' was muffled as Wyatt sought to conquer both his soon to be consort's fear and his body. But Wyatt was experienced in ways that Chris was not and soon enough, the younger witch felt his own body reacting even as his mind shied away from what Wyatt was doing.

Lying helplessly under Wyatt's heavy weight, he flushed with shame as Wyatt steadily coaxed a reaction out of him. He had long noticed Wyatt's own. Wyatt drove him mad with desire, until they both couldn't take it anymore, he wondered what had he done to deserve this? And as the Source brought them both to the peaks of pleasure, tears, fiercely repressed, spilled down his cheeks.

How could Wyatt do this to him?

And what's more, how could he enjoy any of it?

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The next day, Wyatt found him curled up on the couch, eyes bleary and face pale, sleeping fitfully.

For a moment, he felt guilty for what he was putting his brother through, but then the rational side of his brain quickly reminded him that it was necessary. For both their survival.

He had noticed that Chris's appetite was non-existent and that his sleep was disturbed at the best of times and he regretted that. He was only trying to help them both.

Seeing Chris's brow furrow as the nightmares came again, he reached down into his pocket and blew some of the dreamless sleeping dust in Chris's face. Immediately, his brother's face relaxed into peaceful sleep and he carefully tucked a blanket in around his little brother before moving away.

A little comforting was the least that he could do for him.

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But as the days passed, Wyatt felt a slow thrill go through to him as it became more and more evident. - He was getting through to Chris. It was slow, but he was getting there. And Chris didn't seem to even realise it yet.

His little brother had no idea that his big brother was now guarding his dreams and so his temper than it had ever been since their mother's death. But also, he was starting to rely on Wyatt again. Despite the incompatibility of their beliefs, Chris was starting to realise that Wyatt did not want to hurt him. And slowly, a cautious truce was being established, on the basis of Wyatt backing off.

Instead, Wyatt had switched tactics. Going for the jugular was not going to work with Chris. More subtle techniques were needed. Ever since he was little and he realised that he was only ever going to be second best in the eyes of everyone he cared for, Chris had shied away from others and their touch. But Wyatt was slowly starting to acclimatise him to strictly platonic touches. After all, Chris would have to accept them before he could ever accept anything else.

But he had also realised that the key to taming Chris had been dangling in front of him all along…

Always the second best child, second best witch, considered a mistake by his father, often overlooked by his mother, Chris wanted to be loved. And for that, he could accept a lot.

He was starting to get through to him and one day, while they were watching a movie together, he had unleashed the secret weapon. And told Chris he loved him. Stated simply and sincerely and he had saw the shock and the warmth in his little brother's eyes.

He could see the words swaying him closer to his side, preying on his affection and he regretted not saying them before. Even when they had been little boys. No one had ever really bothered to tell Chris that they cared for him.

And seeing his brother's happiness, he felt a resounding warmth in his own soul. And inwardly, he laughed at himself, who would ever have thought that the Source could be so human?

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For his part, Chris, though disgusted with himself, could not deny that being with Wyatt gave him comfort. There was a certain safety in knowing that if anything came after him, big brother would be ready and waiting to annihilate it.

And for the time being, since the… incident, Wyatt had been so different. It was as if they were kids again, simply brothers. They didn't discuss the whole good versus evil problem and he never brought it up. It was weak of him, but he didn't want the delusion to end.

And a good part of him wanted it to continue on being so. To forget about the Resistance, forget about the hardship, about the demons. But the far greater part in his mind screamed at him that it was ruse. And that if he wanted this brotherly affection, then it was too late. It could only have happened before Wyatt turned.

He had no idea at the time that the idea that he would use to try to save the future had been planted then….

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Response to reviews!

Bakuraangel - thank you! And I'm glad you think so! Hope you got my e-mail! Because I'm up for the idea!

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Faith Love and Penny Candy - thanks! And I do try to push boundaries wherever possible!

Gloria - thanks! And I know there are sites that allow stronger ratings. But I don't really know any good Charmed archives besides this one. And I firmly believe in hiding behind pen-names. It frees us from worrying about what we're reading or writing because no one knows the real us. And I love writing the psychological conflict with Chris. There's so much scope for it in this scenario. And I found that I like screwing with people's heads. Also, I like my baddies smart and human. So I'm glad you like my version of Wyatt. And yes, he is changing his mind. Albeit slowly. However with Chris, It's always one step forward, two steps back. I thank you for your comments, as always insightful. They are really encouraging!

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A/N: please review. Btw, does anyone know any good Charmed fanfic archives or sites that have Chris or Wyatt centric fic? Because I can't seem to find any…