Hey everybody, thought I'd send in a little update. I surprised myself with this one…

Chapter six

Chris smiled as he walked into the attic, "The book of shadows." He whistled, "This might be interesting."

He stepped in front of the book and placed his hands on the book, to, much to his surprise still recognised him as good, chuckling he wrapped his arms around the ancient book and flamed out.

In the underworld Chris sat down a large chair and began to flick through the book. Faégrat forced Chris to put his hand on the book and absorb the book's powers then stopped.

This boy already possessed the powers that the book contained…

Faégrat was not amused, the plan was to use the boy to drain the powers of the Warren line to get his revenge starting with the book that disembodied him in the first place. But it seemed Christopher was full of surprises, he didn't even know that he had the power of the book let alone how to harness it.

But that would change, they would see to that, the new Source would be all-powerful. He would know how to harness what he was, what he is and what he would become.

The ropes were grating his skin, his wrists were bleeding and raw, he needed to escape, he needed to warn his family.

"Help me!" He screamed, "Somebody help me!"

"No one can help you now, you will be the new Source."

"NO!" he screamed and writhed harder in the chair, crying out as the ropes dug further into his skin, "I won't. I won't do it." He cried, shaking his head in denial.

"Where's the book?" Piper yelled from the attic.

Wyatt orbed everyone upstairs, Phoebe touched the book's usual resting place and had a premonition.

"Powers of the book rise

Course unseen across the skies

Come to me I call you near

Come to me and settle here

I want the power!

Give me the power!"

Chris Halliwell watched with a satisfied smile as the book's pages began to empty and enter his outstretched hand.

"Free at last!"

Chris surveyed the Underworld cave, which he was sitting in, "I'm going to need a bigger cave." He mused, "After all, the Source cannot live like this."

His laughter echoed throughout the adjoining rooms, "Who knows, maybe I can take a few tips from the old Wyatt…"

Phoebe came out of the vision sobbing, "No, not baby boy."

Piper recognising her sister's nickname for Chris said, "What did you see?"

"Chris, he was taking the power of the book. Something about becoming the new Source."

"No… Not little peanut, he can't."

Chris orbed back to the manor and put the book back on its stand. He looked around at the shocked faces of his family, "What?"

Piper grabbed the book and started flicking through the pages, "It's empty!" with tears in her eyes she looked up at Chris, "How could you?"

"Oh please!"

"It's not me! Please, somebody help me!" Chris screamed at them, "It's not me!"

He cried out in pain as the ropes cut deeper into his wrists, "It's not me!" he screamed, "They're using me to get to you!"

Chris rubbed his head, "Shut up or I'll gag you." Chris whispered.

"What the hell is your problem?" The sisters yelled, "How could you do that to us?"

"Look, this whole Charmed ones thing is so overrated. It's time for a change."

"What do you mean?" Wyatt asked.

Chris looked at his brother, "Come on Wyatt, it's all about power. Those who are strong enough to take it and those so weak they're crushed by it. There's no such thing as good and evil anymore, it's all about power."

"Chris that's not you talking." Wyatt tried to reason, "That's not you."

"Thank you!" Chris sighed.

Chris walked to his mother's side and looked into her chestnut eyes, "Forgive me." He raised his hands and placed them on his mother and Aunt Phoebe's cheeks.

A look of shock spread over their faces as Chris drained their powers, their legs collapsed underneath them, he turned and before they even reacted Chris touched Paige and Leo and through them he got to his cousins.

He smiled, he was pleased with himself soon it, on a power scale was only he and Wyatt left standing.

"Come on big brother, we can rule the world just you and me." Chris said with a smile.

Wyatt looked at his outstretched hand and shook his head, "No way." His shield went up and he backed against the wall, "No way in hell."

"Focus you stupid witch! Focus damnit! There has to be a way out of this place."

"O Christopher my dear boy you aren't going anywhere."

"I'm not going to let you hurt them." Chris snarled, "You touch Wyatt and I'll…"

"You'll what?"

Chris picked up Excalibur, "Hey Wyatt, you really think that stupid shield is going to stop me?"

"It can."

"Wanton powers of this blade yield

Penetrate that which would shield"

Chris threw Excalibur to the shield and laughed as Wyatt's jaw dropped as the shield was pierced and the sword imbedded itself into the wall. Wyatt stood there in shock and couldn't move in time to prevent Chris touching him. The dark haired man reached out and touched his face of his older brother.

He grinned as Wyatt's face paled, "Thank you big brother. You've given me the power I need."

"Chris, you're killing me."

"Stop please!" Chris begged, "I'll do anything you want just don't kill them please!"

"You need to be a bit more convincing Christopher."

"Please! I'll be the Source, just leave them alone!"

"Fine!" Chris let go of Wyatt's face and stepped into the middle of the attic, "Now I want you all to listen very closely. I'm unstoppable now, I have the power of the charmed ones, the future charmed ones, the reincarnation of Melinda Warren, an Elder and the Twice blessed.

"There's nothing standing in my way now."

"Except me." Chris snarled, "I will stop you!"

"No, you wont."

When they all came to they looked around for Chris, "What the hell is wrong with him?"

Piper shook her head, "I don't know."

"AUNT PHOEBE!" Chris' voice rang in Phoebe's head, "Aunt Phoebe I'm trapped. The woo-" He stopped with a pained scream.

Phoebe's hands ran through her hair for a moment, "He left me with some of my powers."

"What?" Piper asked.

"He's trying to get a message through, something about being trapped. He's hurting, it felt as though he was using all his strength just to get something across. The Woo- then he stopped."

Then it clicked, why everything was so familiar. She scrambled to her feet and ran downstairs closely followed by her family, she raced into the basement and they all saw the big crack in the concrete, "he's out… after twenty-five years he's out."

"Who?" Wyatt asked.

"I should have known when he told me about the dreams." Phoebe scolded herself, "He told me he'd been dreaming about the Woogey man, hearing the vanquishing spell in his dreams, the darkness. I didn't listen, why didn't I listen?"

"Phoebe you weren't to know." Piper soothed.

"But I should have!"

"The Woogey man! Aunt Phoebe, you gotta listen, there isn't much time. They're working together, Faégrat wants revenge because a Warren disembodied him and the Woogey man just wants my power. Something about me being easier to handle… he doesn't want the…" He cried out in pain but continued, "Nexus, something about magic being reversed on the day I was born or something, I don't know. But with these other powers something's going on, I don't know yet."

Chris' back arched and he howled in pain, "Stop it!"

"You stupid little brat!"

He turned his head toward the noise, "I'll stop you!"

Faégrat stormed over to him and grabbed his jaw tightly, "You won't stop me Christopher. I'll destroy you."

"The Woogey man's stronger than you asshole. You really think he's just going to allow you to keep their powers?"

"Little one I don't think you understand your predicament. I get the Charmed ones and the other powers but, Woogey gets you."

Chris froze up in terror as the demon continued, "You'll be locked in this chair inside your head for the rest of your life and the Woogey man's going use you to destroy the world."

Suddenly the room went silent again, "God help me."

Wyatt started to panic, "So, he's been taken over by these demons and we're powerless to stop them?"

"Maybe not." Leo mused, "There might be a way for us to regain some power. We could call it."

"Mum! Aunt Paige! Aunt Piper! We've lost our powers!"

"We know kids, we lost ours too. Chris stole them."

"Chris?"

Wyatt nodded then launched into the tale much to his cousins' shock.

Chris smiled cockily as he walked into Barbus' empty lair, "This will do quite nicely." He spied a demon rustling in one of the corners, "What are you doing here?" His voice echoed.

"Rack off witch. I'm busy setting up my pad."

Chris' hand shot out and locked the demon in a telekinetic chokehold, "This is my place do you understand? There is a new power rising in the world and that power is me. Serve me and I will spare your life, act with such arrogance again I will kill you. What do you say?"

He released the grip and then the demon knelt before him, "My lord what do you require of me?"