Title: Blood Ties.
Summery: Chris is a teenager with a secret. His life suddenly changes when he discovers where his secret comes from.
Rated: PG 13
A/N: Ok, here goes a long one.
Nicole: You reviewed first? Huh. Go figure. Since you didn't say anything about the story and only talked about your tatoo, I guess I can only say I updated.
DrewFullerFanLife: Thanks. Here's another.
Embry: Glad you like it. I will.
pitaC89: No. Not yet anyway.
Nathy1000000: Yeah, the idea is to mkae things for Chris as confusing as possible. And I'm glad you like my evil Wyatt, cause he's just going to get more wicked. Glad you like it.
charmedtomeetyou: Um... well you weren't exactly clear on who you meant. So I promise this one be a Wyatt/Chris slash. lmao.
Just Y: Thanks, and you're supposed to be hating Wyatt.
me: Thanks, glad you're interested.
nice story: Um, I can't say that, I'm not him. I think dating is far from Chris's list of priorities. Wyatt has reasons to be like that. I will make it clearer as I go further, so I'm not changing him.
night time reading: I'm glad you like it. English is not my first language so pardon the typos, but at least I have an excuse to make them. I'll try to be more careful with time, and Chris will get his backbone with time. Let him settle in his new sitch.
Chapter 4: Real intentions.
Chris woke up and reminded himself where he was once again. The bedroom he was staying was very simple. It was obvious that Wyatt and Melinda had recently moved in. there were boxes through the whole house. Chris heard someone moving around the hallway. He walked to the door and peaked in. Melinda was looking around for a spot to put a picture frame she had in her hand.
"Oh, sorry did I wake you?" She asked when she saw Chris step out of his room.
"No, I was awake."
"I just can't seem to find the right spot for this." She showed the picture to Chris. "It's the Halliwell sisters and Wyatt when he was a baby." The picture had three women standing behind a stroller with a small blonde baby boy. "The one with the long hair is Piper. Your mother." Chris stared at the picture and then looked at Melinda.
"I have a mother. This is not her."
"Chris, I know this can be hard to accept-"
"Listen, I need to make something clear here. I'm willing to help you guys with whatever you need me for because Wyatt saved Justin, but regardless of what you tell me I'm not your family. I have one." Chris returned to his room.
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Justin sat on his table at lunch, already setting his headphones to ignore the crowed but Greg kind of rain on that idea. "Hey, I see you're going for the emo thing. Old school. Nice."
"I assume you're not here to discuss my fashion choice." Justin said placing his book down on the table.
"No. um… Allie's been sick the last few days-"
"I'll send her a card." Justin prepared to put the headphones on. Greg took them from him and sat down.
"Dude, listen, please." Justin rolled his eyes and motioned him to continue. "Allie has been trying to reach Chris for days now. He hasn't been coming to school lately. She called and her mom said he was staying with you, but we know that's not true."
"Wow, and you figured that out all by yourselves?"
"Come on! Chris and Allie are practicably glued at the hip." Justin couldn't help but smile at that comment. Greg didn't notice. "And now Chris disappears out of the face of the earth like that, without telling her!"
"You're right."
"What's going on?" Greg asked, serious.
"I don't know… that's the truth. I'm just covering for Chris." Justin admitted looking down.
"Is that Wyatt guy, isn't it?" Justin stared a Greg, surprised. "Allie talked him after the party incident. She was kicked out of the band."
"That proves it." Justin said with an idea in his head.
"What?"
"It was all a set up!" Justin got up and gathered his stuff, making his way out. Greg followed him and tried keeping his pace.
"Set up? What was?"
"Meeting Allie was just his way of finding Chris. Cause he couldn't be found."
"Um, can you fill the blanks for me?" Greg noticed they were leaving school grounds. "Where are we going?"
"We now?" Justin asked smirking.
"Well, I want to help." They arrived to the parking lot. "Are we leaving school?"
"We're seniors, no one gives a damn." Justin said opened his car. "We need to get to the bottom of this." He got in and opened the passenger door. "I'll fill you in on the way."
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Chris stood back up and wiped the blood from his mouth. Melinda watched in studying silence sat on the basement steps. Wyatt approached his fallen adversary and offered his hand. Chris shook it off and stood by himself. "Why are we wasting our timewith this?"
"Training takes time, little brother." Wyatt said grabbing a towel from a small desk in the corner. "Cain… he's plotting now. He knows we're together and it's only a matter of time before we get it."
"Yeah…" Chris rolled his eyes. "He'll tremble when we find a book. God forbid we might get him to read."
"Don't mock your family heritage." Wyatt leered at Chris who returned his hateful gaze.
"Ha!" Melinda stood up. "Anyone want some ice tea and cookies? There's plenty at the kitchen."
"When are we doing this ritual to find… the book?" Chris asked, still in the staring contest.
"Well, if you're so eager and actually think you're up to it, I was thinking tomorrow." Wyatt walked up the stairs. Melinda followed and Chris stomped behind her. In the living room Wyatt leaned on the couch as he addressed the two. "I had been tracking the exact location for the last five years." He conjured a file in his hand and handed it to Chris. "It's a picture of an old office building. It used to be some sort of auction house. Bucklands was the name. Our mother's older sister, Prue, worked there."
"Wait, I thought you guys said that there were only supposed to be three." Chris pointed out.
"That's a slight glitch in the history." Melinda clarified. "Paige was like you and Wyatt."
"Half whitelighter." Wyatt added. "It was this whole forbidden thing at time so she had to be giving up."
"But after Prue died…" Melinda continued. "The power had to be restored. So the secret was kind out."
"The power of three?" Chris asked. Wyatt and Melinda nodded. "So how does that work exactly?"
"The charmed ones were born, each carrying one of Melinda Warren's powers. You see, separated the powers could grow individually and be stronger. So together, the three sisters concentrated a strong amount of magic. Feared and coveted by pretty much everyone."
"Prue's death and Paige replacing her was unexpected, but it proved one thing." Melinda started. "That the power of three could be maintain in the Halliwell line long after the charmed ones died. See, Paige only held a partial variant of Prue's gift."
"Telekinetic orbing." Wyatt waved his hand and the folder orbed to his hand. "Cool, huh?"
"So as long as we combine the three main powers-"
"Moving objects with the mind, the ability to see the future and the power to manipulate time." Wyatt explained.
"But can't you do all those things?" Chris asked Wyatt.
"Hell yeah. But only with potions. I can't see the future. Melinda is the one that has that. She got it from her mother."
"And Wyatt here shares your ability to move things with your mind."
"So what? I can manipulate time?"
"No, that's me too." Wyatt said with a smile.
"So why do you need me?"
"The powers only trigger the power of three. We need three members of the line to do it." Melinda explained. "Once we read the Book to call for the powers we will be link and we'll be stronger together."
"And we can beat this Cain guy?"
"Among other things." Wyatt said quietly.
Chris gave him a look and walked up the stairs to his new room. He took his shirt off and gathered his things to take a shower. He then noticed that a car was arriving. It was Justin's car. He and Greg got out of it. Chris hurried and orbed to the foyer just when Wyatt was going to get it. "It's for me!" Chris said stepping in front of the door.
"Make it quick." Wyatt snapped and walked to the kitchen.
Chris opened the door to his two friends. "Guys, what are you doing here?"
"Well, according to what Justin told me, saving your ass from a psychotic lead singer." Greg said in as little tact he could muster.
"You guys need to leave." Chris pushed Greg out and stepped to the porch with them. "I don't know what Wyatt's capable of."
"Chris." Justin started. "He found you because of Allie. The band was just a cover-up. Which could make him the one responsible for the whole incident with that freaky white hair guy that almost killed us."
"You can't know-"
"Listen!" Justin clarified. "Have you seen that guy that was the drummer?"
"No…"
"Allie told me that she went to his house and it didn't exist." Greg explained. "I mean, he didn't live there. It was like he didn't exist."
"Don't you think Wyatt's able to pull something like a fake attacker off?" Justin went on. "Especially since he made us believe there was drummer in the room for more than thirty minutes."
"What do you want me to do?" Chris asked. "If he did do this there's not much chance he'll let me walk away."
"Give us something!" Justin pleaded. "There has to be a way we can exposed him. Some sort of weakness!"
Chris gave a pause for a moment of thought. He then came up with and idea. "His grandfather. They have a grandfather that lives in Los Angeles. Victor Bennett. He may be able to tell you something."
"Is not much a lead." Greg said putting his hand on his jacket.
"We'll take it." Justin said and gave a longing look at Chris. "Be careful and don't do anything until we find something out."
"Ok."
Greg stood there and awkward silence as the other to stared. "Um… we should go." He reminded Justin.
"Yeah." Both boys let Chris on the porch. Chris walked back in and gave a long look at the direction of the kitchen.
To be continued...
A/N: Chris was shirtless not to make a slash scene but just becuase Drew Fuller should never wear clothes. That's my opinion. lol