A/N: Thanks to the following for all the wonderful reviews. I appreciate them more than you can know.

JadeAlmasy- Thanks so much! Who says Wyatt's getting out of the cage? LOL

DramaAngel- Don't worry, the story will have a lot more Chris/Wyatt, than Cole/Phoebe. I just needed that chapter for future references. It's all a part of my evil plan.

tima- The difference in Wyatt & Evil Wyatt's powers will be discussed in this chapter. Glad you like it!

Altaira- Thanks so much!

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"I still don't understand. How can the other Wyatt get into our Wyatt's mind so easily?" Piper was sitting on the sofa, watching her son still enclosed in the protection cage.

"Mom, it doesn't matter, does it? The only thing that matters is that he can. And that we have to focus on stopping him, so that our Wyatt can get out of the cage, and Paisley can get in it." Chris glanced over at his cousin.

"Paisley's not getting into the cage, because Paisley can take care of herself!" Paisley snapped back. Her pregnancy wasn't her favorite topic. She still couldn't believe her mom hadn't killed her on the spot. 17 and pregnant, could she possibly get more white trash?

"Hey. Pais… stop thinking like that. It happens, so just quit beating yourself up over it. It'll be okay. It'll be kind of cool having a baby in the manor." Chris stood up and hugged her. "Just don't expect me to do diapers. Unless I can orb them away, that is."

Piper snorted. "Why not? That's what your Aunt Paige did when you were a baby."

Chris and Paisley shared a small grin. "Look, we shouldn't concentrate on this right now. We need to focus on Wyatt." Paisley announced. "Did Uncle Leo find anything out from the elders?"

"Yeah. Basically, they confirmed what we pretty much knew. There has been a high level shift in power that could be Evil Wyatt. However, no major demon activity has been noticed. If he's here, he's lying low." Leo stated from the doorway.

A blast of black orbs hit the protection cage in a loud explosion, making everyone jump.

"Look out!" Chris yelled, seeing the orbs start to form into a shape. Atall, muscular,blonde-haired man with angry blue eyes dressed completely in black formed directly in front of Chris.

"Ahh… Christopher. It's been a long time, brother." Evil Wyatt spoke, his words hard and level.

"Not long enough, Wyatt. What do you want?" Chris stood firmly; making sure Paisley was safely behind him.

"You know what I want, Christopher. I want everything. I am a born leader; Twice-Blessed! The most powerful being in any universe, including this one."

"You aren't the only Twice-Blessed witch in this world Wyatt. Our Wyatt is just as powerful as you." Chris' own voice was getting harder and harsher, as memories of his other life kept butting up against the present.

"Him? That pathetic fool who needs a cage to keep him safe? Do you really think he's as powerful as I am, Christopher? Do you really?" Evil Wyatt spared a glare at the cage where Wyatt stood watching closely.

"That "fool"? He's my brother. He's the future King Arthur, and yes, to answer your question, he is equal in your powers. He just hasn't tested them the way you did. Not all magical beings become terrorist dictators by the time they're sixteen, like you. Wy." Chris sneered the nickname at Evil Wyatt, knowing how much it pissed him off.

"Never call me that! You do not have permission. It is LORD WYATT! Do you hear me?" Wyatt yelled into Chris' face.

"I hear you, Wy. But I will never call you Lord again, got it? NEVER AGAIN! You are not my dictator. I beat you once. I will beat you again!" Chris screamed back, and then threw the energy ball that had formed in his hand at Evil Wyatt.

Evil Wyatt ducked and grinned at his younger brother. "I can see your powers have evolved, Christopher. Are you sure that you don't want to join me? I would hate to have to kill such a powerful tool."

"You won't kill him, Wyatt. I won't let you." Piper flicked her hands at him, sending his body into a shower of black orbs. She gasped as he immediately began to reform.

"Ow. Mommy that HURT!" Wyatt yelled, faking pain. He flicked his own hand and Piper was sent flying into the kitchen, her body smashing hard into the kitchen island. Leo immediately orbed to his wife, his hands healing before she woke up.

"Bastard!" Chris yelled, simultaneously throwing an energy ball, and orbing behind him to hurl another at his back. Both energy balls hit Evil Wyatt at the same time, leaving behind bloody, oozing holes.

"This isn't over, Christopher. Not even close." Evil Wyatt disappeared as silently as he'd come in a wash of black orbs.

Chris stood still, his breath coming in hard, harsh pants. "Mom! Mom, are you ok?' He yelled.

"Yeah, Chris. I'm good. Sore, but good." Piper answered, walking gingerly in from the kitchen. "However, your Aunt Paige's laptop was an unfortunate casualty of battle." She held up the broken shell of what was Paige's cute little red and white laptop.

"Aunt Piper, did you see that? Chris was amazing! I've never seen anyone fight like that. He was like, Super-Witch or something. It was awesome!" Paisley gasped out, still in shock. Her cousin never shied away from demon-hunting, but he had never deliberately provoked one either.

"Yeah, I noticed that. Chris, why did you do that? Do you have a death wish? Are you trying to get Evil Wyatt to kill you? "Piper admonished her baby.

"Mom, I'm not the one that got thrown across the room. I can handle Wyatt. Evil Wyatt, I mean."

"Son, you aren't invincible. You can't go fighting him like he's just another demon. He knows you, inside and out. And you've still got memories of him being your brother. Can you really just vanquish him like he's your garden variety demon?" Leo asked, terrified for both his sons.

"He knows the other me, Dad. Not this me. I'm different. I may have the other Chris' memories, but I'm a different man. I grew up different, with a huge family that all fought every day to make sure I was happy and safe. They showed me how to use my magic, how to excel with it. This family protected me in every single situation- magical or human. I have a brother who would kill or be killed for me, and I for him. I have 5 cousins who are all dedicated to making sure the only ones that are going to terrorize me are them.

The other Chris didn't have anything. He had a brother only in the loosest sense of the word. They shared DNA, but that's about it. The other Chris lost him mom and Aunts when he was fourteen years old. His dad left a few months later. His brother killed his younger cousins like they were pesky flies, instead of human beings.

I know Evil Wyatt, Dad. He hasn't changed. But he only thinks he knows me. But the brother he thinks he knows is gone. He died back in 2004 in your arms. I'm different. I'm stronger, and I will not fail." Chris' speech was impassioned, and heartfelt.

Wyatt spoke from inside the protection cage. "Of course! That's the answer. Mom was trying to figure out how he could get into my head, when we have the same powers and strengths. That's it. We don't have the same powers and strengths. I'm weaker in telepathy, but stronger in my connection with Chris. The weakness lets him in. Plus, Chris was partly right. I don't use my magic all day every day. So it stands to reason that Evil Wyatt would be more in control of his powers."

"Oh great, so what Wyatt, we just let him have you? That's your plan? No." Piper cried out, frustrated.

"No, Mom. You didn't let me finish. I'm weaker than Evil Wyatt. But Chris is stronger than both of us."

"What? Wy, I appreciate the confidence, but…"

Wyatt cut Chris off. "It's true. Evil Wyatt and I are both Twice-Blessed, the child of a Charmed one & a white-lighter. But you, Chris, are Thrice-Blessed. You are the child of a Charmed one, and a white-lighter/elder. Your powers are stronger than mine are. You have more control. You have more passion. You know the Book of Shadows better than you know the Bible. The other Chris didn't have any more powers than Wyatt, because his parents had the same powers as Wyatt's, and we were born on the Nexus, while you were born in the hospital. But you, Chris, you were conceived as the child of the most powerful witch on earth, and one of the highest forces of good- an elder. Those powers are dormant inside of you. I think it's why you can control time so easily, wheneveryone else just causestime rifts- because you have so much power inside you.You can defeat Evil Wyatt where I can't, because you are the most powerful witch in the world. If you were evil, it would be me calling you Lord Chris. You just have to channel your powers, with the other Chris' desperation, and you can beat Evil Wyatt. I know you can."

"But… I've never had more power than you, Wy. You've always been the stronger witch. Why would you think that I'm more powerful?" Chris asked, confused.

Wyatt grinned. "I've never given you a chance to be more powerful. I like to show off."

"Chris, you have to at least try." Paisley touched his arm, and was thrown into a premonition.

Chris and Evil Wyatt stood facing one another in the middle of the Halliwell's kitchen. Evil Wyatt was laughing, and grabbed Phyra by the neck, using her as a shield. "You'll never be smarter than me Chrissie." Phyra yelled to Chris. "Do it! Do it now! Save all of us!" Chris nodded, barely noticeable. He called up a ring of fire, circled it around Wyatt, and then sent an elder bolt directly into Evil Wyatt's forehead. Wyatt stumbled back, his pants catching fire from the circle, and dropped Phyra. Wyatt conjured an energy ball on his palm and threw it at Chris. Chris held out his palm flat, stopping the ball telekinetically, and sent it back to Wyatt. His body, held by the flames immediately erupted into a huge ball of fire, knocking both Chris and Phyra to the ground. "So long, big brother." Chris whispered into the silence of the room.

"Holy Cow. Wyatt's right, Chris, you can beat him. You're probably the only one who can." Paisley gasped.