CHAPTER IV: "What did you do, Wyatt?"

"I am sorry, Chris. I wish there was another way." Wyatt said sadly as he took his hand out of his pocket and threw a vial at Chris… Chris gasped for air as he felt down on his knees once again.

Once the smoke dissipated, Wyatt ran to kneel beside him.

"What did you do to me?" He asked trying to focus; the whole world seemed to be spinning.

"Make sure you stay right beside me where you belong and you WILL help me to find Excalibur!" He said hugging his fallen brother.

Chris was too weak…the world was spinning too much to fight against his embrace.

"What did you do, Wy?" He asked weakly.

"I am sorry…I just need you…take this…it will make you feel better!" He said kissing his forehead and then helping the content of the vial into Chris' mouth. Chris slowly started feeling a little better.

"What…" He asked again, almost drifting to sleep, resting is his brother's chest, while he rocked him and caressed him.

"Shh… baby brother... I just made sure that you stick with me…" Wyatt said lovingly with undeniable sorrow.

"How?" Chris asked weakly and scared.

"What I just threw at you it´s a poison that kills whitelighters... I have a provisional antidote... the effects of the antidote lasts 6 hours, if you go over 12 hours without the antidote, you´ll die Chris; and I am the only one that has the antidote, bro... so you´ll have to stay with me."

"How could you... Wy?" Chris said heartbroken, he didn´t mind knowing he might die as much and he minded knowing it was Wyatt that did this to him.

Wyatt gently caressed Chris´hair, his body still wrapped in his protectively, his insane eyes sparkled.

"Everything is going to be ok, Chris, you´ll see...you´ll stay with me now... I have enough antidote... you'll eventually get use to the slight fever and the drowsiness, but you are going to feel relatively fine most of the time…you will just start feeling really sick after five hours or so… and most of the sick feelings will go right after you take the antidote!" He said with such a caring voice, that if someone didn´t know he was actually the one that poisoned him, it would be hard to believe.

"WY please... I know you have to have a real antidote for this...you can't do this to me!" Chris pleaded trying to stay conscious.

"I won't give you a permanent antidote until I am sure you'll join me." He said harshly.

"Why Wyatt? Why do you do this to me?" He mumbled almost asleep.

"Because I love you and I can't loose you again… and I can't have you working against me either." He kissed his forehead "Don't worry, the first six hours are the worst... and Emma will take good care of you."

"Emma is here?" He mumbled.

"Shh… just sleep, Chris." He said scooping him up and flaming to his room.

"Wy!" Emma said running to him as soon as she heard the flames "What's this? Chris? What happened to him?" She said scared when he saw him.

"Help me to put him into bed. I will conjure a room besides ours for him later… but he needs to sleep right now." He said lying him tenderly on the bed. Emma helped him take off his shoes and tuck him in.

"Mom?" Chris moaned in his slumber.

"Shh it's me bro… I am here…" Wy said gently caressing his hair.

"Wy?" Chris tried to open his eyes turning towards where the voice was coming.

"Yeah it's me bro… just sleep, everything is going to be fine." He said staring at him lovingly while he made sure he was as comfortable as possible. Chris searched blindly for his brother's hand, and once he could hold it, he felt asleep again.

"What happened to him?" Emma whispered worried, once Chris seemed to have fallen asleep.

"He is sick… he needs an antidote… every six hours… he'll have to stay with me." Wyatt answered crazily his eyes still gazing at his baby brother.

"But… what happened, Wyatt? Can't you find a way to brew a permanent antidote? Who poisoned him?"

But all Wyatt did, was sang the lullaby that Piper used to sing to them when they were kids. Still… That was enough for Emma to know…She walked to him… silent tears streaming down her cheeks.

"How could you Wy…he is your brother!"

Wyatt looked at the tears in her face and went to hug her, kissing her temples.

"How could you Wyatt?" She sobbed.

"He was going to go." He sobbed too "He belongs with me… I can't let him go… he belongs with me!"

He repeated insanely; Emma tried another technique… she whipped his tears lovingly.

"But you have him here now… you can heal him… you'll conjure a room besides ours… and I'll stay with him… we can't go anywhere… remember?"

Wyatt caressed her cheek "but you know my brother… the fool will keep on trying to escape and get himself hurt or killed. And I need him… I need both of you." He said kissing her lovingly, yet desperate. "Don't leave me Emma…!" He whispered.

"So you don't want him to get killed… but you don't mind poisoning him? What if you don't get here in time one day… he will die, just cuz you got caught up with something?" She said angry.

"You are right… I'll give you some vials later just in case something happens!"

"Wy… that's not the point!" She said angrily.

"You look so sexy when you get angry!" He said wrapping her in his arms and kissing her ear lobes, his hands feeling her. "Tell me that you love me." He wheezed.

"I don't love you right now… I don't want you to touch me right now!" She said weakly trying to get away from his touch.

"Are you sure?" He said kissing her passionately, the both felt into the floor, while he kissed her and persuaded her with all his best techniques.

"Chris is in the room." She whispered arouse.

"Well… then I guess I will have to conjure his room right now, right?" Wyatt said standing up and conjuring a room.

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2020- Magic School.

Wyatt covered his mouth to hide yet another yawn. "Magical Powers" classes were usually pretty fun; except when he was used as an example to demonstrate a power, which was usually always, but those were the five dreaded minutes of the class. Aside from that it was a pretty cool class, with a cool teacher, you got to learn the different powers that exist in the magical world, their nature, their pros and cons, everything about them.

But today, Wyatt yawned again, the class was boring they were learning the powers of a whitelighter... he knew everything that there is to know about whitelighters and he was too tired to listen to it again. So he was going through a cafeine potion Jason had given to him, to keep him awake; Wyatt was as thankful as he could be about that, he NEEDED something to keep him awake.

Jason was theoretically his best friend, but Wyatt wished he could have a best friend like C.J had Emma; Though Emma always told him she had two best friends, C.J and him, and that made him happy. Wyatt had TONS and TONS of friends, but none of them were really good ones. He knew most people hanged out with him because he was… well… who he was, and still when he knew someone didn't have an ulterior motive to be with him, he didn't feel like he could really open up with them. Still, he didn't care, he had C.J and Chris, that were his all time best friends. And then he had his marvelous Emma who he loved with all his heart. And he had his parents, Aunts, uncle and cousins, who he was sure, saw him for who he really was and not because of some stupid titles and prophecies, because if not, they wouldn´t yell at him so much. He also had D.J, Darryl's son, even if he was a mortal and a year older than him, Wyatt knew he was a good friend, but there were too many things that he couldn't share with him, because there was so much he could understand about magic, without being magical.

Then he heard the words he hated the most in this class... the moment previous to the second when he would start wishing the earth cracked underneath him and swallowed him, or that for some miraculous reason, his powers would stop working.

"Well…Wyatt do you think you can come to the front to demonstrate the powers of a whitelighter." The teacher asked.

"I am not feeling too good" He lied... sort of, he probably had 10 hours of sleep in the last month and a half, so he wasn´t his brightest self either. "Can kim go, please?" He begged. He hated to be forced to show people his powers.

"Well I am only half whitelighter, Wy." Kim said sheepishly, looking adoringly at Wyatt. She had a major crush on Wyatt´s powers... Wyatt knew that as well as he knew that if he had no powers at all the whitelighter´s belle would pay no attention to him.

"Well... I am half whitelighter too" He shrugged, he definitely didn´t want to go to the front.

"Oh come on, Wy... you still have ALL the powers of a full whitelighter... show us, please." Wendy, a redheaded beauty that had a crush on his popularity and only wanted to talk to him to escalate in the social status of magic school asked him.

Wyatt once again, hated being himself and wished he had been born a spec of dust in the middle of the road. He grinned at Wendy and his eyes wondered to Jason, that was mocking the reactions of all the girls, he felt like throwing something at him, but he decided to chuckle at his charade.

"Oh...come on Wy, show us!" The third girl of the class that had a crush on him, spoke; but she was different from the other two. Her name was Alice, and she wasn´t super popular as Wendy or Kim. She was just a regular girl, and she was a nice girl, that actually liked Wyatt. Which put Wyatt in a compromising situation, he liked talking to Alice, and he thought she was a cool girl; something which actually made Kim and Wendy pretty jealous, and sometimes they were even mean to her because of that. On the other hand, Wyatt didn´t want to encourage Alice´s expectations, or hurt her, since he was madly in love with his girlfriend.

Wyatt sighed and stood up, walking to the front of the class, he looked at the teacher anything but happy.

"You are getting tired of doing this, right?" The teacher smiled sympathetically.

"I was already tired of doing the first time you asked me, sir." He said as politely as possible, he liked that teacher, he really did, if not... he would have explode by now; but today wasn´t his day.

"I am sorry, Wyatt... you are just easy to spot...and apparently the female spectators love to see you demonstrate your powers" Wyatt blushed way beyond red, partially because of the female population comment, the other part because people wanted to see a demonstration of his powers. "Sorry, Wy... that was a joke, and I guess not a very good one... Why don´t you show us how you orb?"

Wyatt nodded and really wished he could orb away, somewhere... the middle of a deserted island sounded marvelous, but still nothing happened.

"I can´t orb, sir!" Wyatt said, his voice somewhere between fear and relief.

"What do you mean you can´t orb?" The teacher asked worried.

"I can´t orb!" He tried again, he tried his TK and nothing, his energy balls, and nothing, fireball, lightening, nothing. None of his powers were working.

"My powers are not working, sir." He said, awfully calm, completely unemotional. Though in some part of his conscious there was voice that was screaming happily. He didn´t have powers... he was FREE...people would stop looking at him as if he was a freak of nature, or with enshrinement eyes, as if he was some sort of god. People would stop getting near him because they wanted something from him. He would be able to put his defenses down a little, let people in; he would be able to trust, and most important, without powers, he would never become evil... his nightmare would never come true...How could he turn into an insane power freak, if he was just powerless? His lips draw a weak smile, and he felt freer than he could ever remember feeling.

The teacher looked at him scared, and dismissed the class.

"Wyatt." he said worryingly. "Your powers really don´t work? Or you just didn´t feel like showing them to the class."

Wyatt smiled happily "I would have fake that a long time ago if I wouldn´t have been sure my aunt and parents would kill me if I did it, sir. They honestly don´t work, Mr. Hillfrom."

"Why are you smiling, Wyatt?" The teacher said worryingly touching his forehead. "You said you weren´t feeling good earlier, do you want me to call your parents? A whitelighter? Your aunt?"

"No sir... please don´t tell them anything. Just let me enjoy it while it last!"

"Enjoy what, Wyatt?"

"I don´t want to whine, or complain, cuz trust me... I´ve been very lucky in my life, my family is wonderful, and I adore them. I couldn´t ask for a better one! And I have a great girlfriend; but do you have any idea how it feels to be me?" Wyatt stopped smiling and looked at him.

"I don´t know... I always saw you there, so popular… everybody seemed to want to be with you… so powerful…I just assumed you were happy with that. I mean, I was shocked by how mature and humbly you handled being you... but it never seemed to be a burden, if not... I wouldn´t have ask you to pass to the front so often."

"See that´s what I like about you...you are transparent...you never made a big deal out of it... and even if I hated coming to the front to show my powers...I knew you did it, cuz the fact that I was so powerful meant nothing to you; so I didn´t care that much... but most people are not like that, Mr. Hillfrom."

"Mike" he said putting patting Wy´s shoulder. "And I am sorry, I didn´t mean to torture you... you should have told me."

"It´s ok... I am used to it... Either being a lab rat or a monkey for display... that´s what I am outside my family, most of the time." He said sadly.

"Well...not for me, Wy... you know that, right?" Wyatt nodded. "And I am just sad that it took me so long to realize how you felt...you should have told me sooner... it won´t happen again; and please know that if there is anything I can ever do for you, Wyatt... I´d be really happy!"

"Thanks!" Wyatt said, and really meant it, since the teachers were usually even worst than the students with the preferential treatment, either they expected him to be this kind of genius and expect 20 times more from him than from the rest, or they treated him like the incarnation of a god.

"So... I think we should call your parents... or at least your aunt and uncle, so you can have a whitelighter healing you." Mike said worried.

Wyatt looked at him like saying "Do we REALLY have to?"

"Yeah kiddo... you can´t keep it a secret... the rumor probably already spread all over magic school and by now you are probably dying from some unnamable disease or something even worst!" Mike joked and Wyatt chuckled sadly.

"So, do you…" Mike sentence was interrupted when someone opened the door.

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Wwolf

Entiendo lo de los examenes y la falta de tiempo, creeme, estamos todos en la misma... se te habia extrañado un poco debo admitir!

" Adoro esta parte Chris echando de menos su hermano mayor, aunque este como una puta cabra.
" Heheh que bueno que te guste, porque va a haber bastante de esa relacion conflictiva en esta fic. "Adoro este Wyatt tan loco pero tierno al mismo tiempo... Dan ganas de aporrearle y abrazarle al mismo tiempo." SIIII... esa es la intención querer abrazarlo y masacrarlo al mismo tiempo.
"me gustará la confrentacion Wyatt/Wyatt puede ser muy interesante." Hmmm... si esa todavía no la pense con todos los detalles, pero intentare hacerla lo mas interesante posible!

" me ha encantado el detalle de los deberes del doblemente bendecido, debe ser duro crecer siéndolo" q bueno porque en este capitulo aparece un monton!

"Y espero el retorno de Cole... Cole/pheobe es una pareja increible..." soon, pretty soon he will come back!

JadeAlmasy

TKS! Glad u r liking it! Here it is

phoebe turner

"i wonder what wyatt threw at chris?" Dun, dun… here it is…the potion he was brewing, specially designed for his whitelighter brother.

"i think it might be strange for evil wyatt to meet C.J!" Yeah it probably be pretty weird, for both of them, mainly for CJ I guess

Thanks!

Chris-Halliwell

Thanks!

"Can C.J. please get the power? Please? C.J. should get more powers because then he might be safer from Evil Wyatt. Please?" Heheh… but I can´t use that for an excuse in my fiction… I´ll see if I can think of sth… I promise

teal-lover

"good wyatt is still in there, I can tell—" I like to think Wy always had some good hidden underneath all those layers of evilness… I can´t see why Chris would come from the future if not. If Wyatt was completely evil always, there would be nth to save.

"I'm so happy that emma can see it. Ooh, will she take the potion & be a little bad herself? " Evil Emma…hmm…it would be interesting…and I like it…but unluckily it would damage all my plot, I hope it doesn´t disappoint you… but you will see later that I need her to stay good.

" what did he do to chris? Ok, so it seemed like chris, not cj--but he's a whitelighter, so wyatt can't hurt him much." Well… but Wyatt was brewing a potion that kills whitelighters right before he came back to the past.

Here you have your update and I am overjoyed that you are loving my stories cuz u know how much I like yours.

INeverMeantToMakeMeCry

My sweet little girl! How are you doing? Wanna know sth? If everything is ok, I might get my green card soon… so I´ll get to go to the states again and you´ll be able to come visit me in California, so you get to know the movie stars´ state and the gay City!

I am glad you are liking this story… and I hope you like this too… I´ll be freer soon, hopefully. " i LOVE EVIL WYAtt! Is this a good or bad thing? Lol" I donno… but I kind of a crush on him too… and then… we are such good girls all the time… are we? There is this saying that goes… good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere… so I guess that´s good:) evil grin!

Nikki14u

"I am so sorry it took me so long to review, work has been a real pain in the ass and keeps me very busy" Dont worry, it's a busy time of the year! I am happy you reviewed though.. and jumping up and down that you are liking this story so far… I am owing you the 3 million though… Damn… I thought u might have forgotten about that! Do you want a wire transfer? Or maybe you take visa? LOL

Sparkling Cherries

Heheh I am using your Chrisism on my next chappie of For Chris´sake! I so had to use it… so we can spread it! Like a virus!

You liked it? Great… I hope you liked this chappie too… because that was the other idea on how to torture Chris a little more… cuz I don´t know there sth about that says… "hurt me so I can be all huggable!

Victorious Light

"Ooh! I love evil Wyatt picking on Chris. Does he know that he is dead though? " Yeah he knows he is dead and a whitelighter… that is why he was brewing the poison that killed whitelighters and he actually pretty shocked and happy, yet horrified by the idea that he gave his life for him…

"I'm picking up that he's still half good, or at least an eighth!" Yeah there is still something rescueble (that word doesn´t exist… but it should) in him.

" I wonder what the sister's and Leo will have to say..." Well it will discovering that Wyatt is evil all over again, but this time they´ll get to see it!
"I'm looking forward to the Wyatt part in school," Here is the first part…Hopefully you´ll like it!

" In reply to whispers (sorry I know this is a review for you!) it isn't that i've been busy, just that I couldn't write - anything. Damn writer's block, but hopefully with that oneshot I've cleared that little problem! I know exactly what is going to happen, just not how it's written! Anyway, good luck with writing the next part! Oh, and I'm glad I made you laugh, it's true though!" WHISPERS… WHISPERS… WE WANT WHISPERS…Great one shot by the way!

turquoisephyre

I am glad you are liking the story, thanks for your review…

And not liking Eric… it's ok… he is the bad guy after all…even if he can be kind of charming he is BAD…