Summery: Chris is having disturbing nightmares which include him killing his own family. Then things get worse when an evil spirit takes over Chris's body and his family have to try and save him before it's too late... Set in changed future
Disclaimer: I (unfortunetly) don't own Charmed or any of the characters except from Keighley and Kanira.
A/N Hey everybody! Okay here's the deal. This is my VERY FIRST fic! I've never done one before so please r&r so that i can be inspired to write more
He was having the dream again. The dream that had been haunting him for the past month or so. He must have tried every spell or potion that was meant to stop horrible images coming to you in your sleep but nothing helped. He had hoped they would go away soon but they hadn't let up. He just couldn't get them out his head.
Chris knew he was dreaming. It always started off the same way.
He was standing in the foyer of the manor. He knew what was going to happen. He screwed his eyes shut, willing himself to wake up. He opened his eyes again but to his great disappointment and dread he was still in the foyer. He turned around towards the door and walked towards it, hoping to put the dream in another direction by getting out the house. He didn't get far.
His body stopped suddenly and turned around almost as if it was doing it by itself. Chris tried to turn around again but he couldn't move. Then he started walking forward. Or his body started walking. He tried to still his legs but they kept going. Up the stairs. Up to the attic.
His hands reached out and pushed open the attic door. He stepped inside. It looked the same as always, with the Book of Shadows sitting on its pedestal, the old couch and rugs on the floor, the old belongings, potion ingredients, caging crystals and many other things too. He walked to the middle of the floor, in front of the book. He closed his eyes again trying to force himself awake.
"Chris?"
Before he could stop himself he spun around. Wyatt was standing in front of him. Chris could almost feel the electricity crackling at his fingertips. He closed his eyes once again, knowing what was about to happen. His hands raised up, even though he tried to stop them, and out of them shot forks of electricity. They hit Wyatt square in the chest. He gave a small gasp of surprise and looked up at Chris for a split second with hurt in his eyes before collapsing to the floor. Then he vanished.
Chris looked where Wyatt had stood in shock. He had just killed his own brother. He was evil. Pure evil. He didn't even hesitate. Didn't even give Wyatt a chance to get away…
Chris shook his head. He was dreaming. It wasn't real so Wyatt wasn't really dead. But even so…
"Chris?"
Chris looked towards the voice. It was his mother, looking at him with a face full of concern. Again his hands raised, crackling with electricity. Chris desperately shook his head. No no no no no. This wasn't happening. Please god, stop this from happening.
"Sweetie?"
Chris looked at her sorrowfully.
"I'm so sorry mom" he almost sobbed.
The electricity flew at Piper hitting her in the stomach and shoulder. She dropped to the floor, dead instantly. Her lifeless eyes were wide open staring up at him. Chris couldn't stand looking at her any longer. He didn't have to. Her body vanished too.
The pain growing inside of him was getting unbearable. Then his dad came too. Then his aunts. And his cousin, Kanira. He killed them all, almost like he didn't care. But he did care. The pain was so bad he felt he could just roll over and die from it. Well almost. He couldn't actually feel pain because it was, after all a dream as he tried to remind himself, but is was as close as. And it was made worse by the fact that he couldn't even control what he did. It was like his mind was screaming stop but his body had its own mind. It was like he was being possessed. And it felt so real. Like it was really happening. He stood, breathing deeply; hoping it was over and he would just wake up and get out of this nightmare. Then he heard the voice he had hoped he wouldn't ever hear there.
"Daddy?"
Chris turned around slowly. In front of him stood his 6 year old daughter Keighley. His baby. The most precious person to him in the whole world. She looked up at him with so much trust and love. This time there were tears streaming down his face. It had been with hard enough with his brother and everyone else but to kill his daughter… He couldn't and he wouldn't do it. Not for anything. But like all the times before, his hands raised themselves with the same electricity crackling around them. Chris screwed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth, putting all his energy into putting his hands down. But they wouldn't budge. No no no no. Not her. Please not her. Anyone but his daughter.
"Are you okay daddy? Why are you crying?" Keighley asked her voice full of concern and innocence.
Chris looked into her bright green eyes. Everyone said that they had the same eyes.
"I love you Keighley" he whispered.
Electricity shot out of his hands towards Keighley's small form. Her eyes widened in terror and she let out a blood-curdling scream.
Chris shot awake. He was breathing quickly and he was drenched in sweat. He looked around the room wildly. His pillow was on the other side of the room and his quilt was twisted and wrapped tightly around his legs. The sun was streaming in through from the window and there were birds singing outside. He quickly detangled himself from the quilt and went to the bathroom. He turned on the tap at the sink and splashed cold water on his face. The dream had never been as vivid as that before. That time he could almost feel things. Also, Keighley had never been in the dream before. It was like a new person was added into it every couple of times. The first time he had ever had the dream it had just been Wyatt but that night they had had an argument and he thought it was something to do with that. But he kept having the dream and everyone else had come into it. The only people he hadn't "killed" before that time were Keighley and his Grandpa. Now Keighley was in the dream too…
After drying his face he looked at his reflection in the mirror. He was deathly pale and they were dark circles under his eyes.
"Most likely from lack of sleep" he thought.
He turned his back on the mirror and turned on the shower.
After he had had his shower and got dressed Chris walked downstairs. He heard voices coming from the kitchen. When he walked in he saw everyone was there talking and laughing about something. Keighley was sitting up at the island on a tall stool eating honey on toast. Wyatt, his Aunt Phoebe, his Aunt Paige, Kanira and his dad were standing beside it, some of them with cups of coffee or toast in their hand. His mom was busy cooking bacon and eggs and his Grandpa was sitting reading a newspaper.
His mom turned around when she heard him come in.
"Hey sweetie! Do you want some bacon and eggs?" she asked brightly.
"No thanks" Chris replied trying to sound as bright and chirpy as she was.
Piper nodded and turned back to the cooker. Keighley jumped off her stool and ran up to him hugging his legs. Chris smiled and picked her up balancing her on his hip.
"You okay?" he asked her.
"Yep!" She replied giving him a big smile. "Daddy can we go to the park today after school?"
"Hmmm I don't know…." He pretended to think about it with a smile on his face but he was just teasing her.
"Pretty please!" Keighley pleaded sticking out her bottom lip and giving him puppy eyes.
Chris laughed and nodded. Keighley cheered excitedly and wrapped her arms around his neck. Chris hugged her tightly, his mood suddenly changing as he felt tears prickling his eyes. He blinked them away and put Keighley down so she could go finish her breakfast.
He said good morning to everyone and joined in the conversation but his mind kept wandering. He couldn't stop thinking about the dream. It wasn't fair! He had to go through the dream at night and then he thought about it all day…
"Chris!"
Chris was snapped out of his thoughts by Wyatt who was waving his hand in front of Chris's face.
"Sorry" Chris said quickly.
"Are you okay?" asked Wyatt.
Everyone was looking at him now. Even his Grandpa had stopped reading his newspaper to look at him. The only one who wasn't looking at him was Keighley who was busy licking the honey off her toast.
"I'm fine" Chris lied.
"You look quite tired" said Wyatt studying him closely.
"And pale" said Leo, his dad.
"I told you I'm fine!" Chris insisted. "I just didn't get a very good sleep last night!"
He wasn't lying that time. He hadn't had a good sleep. But he wasn't going to tell them why. He didn't want to worry them or freak them out. They would probably freak out if they knew he was having dreams about him killing them. And anyway, it wasn't their problem, it was his.
Wyatt looked at him, unconvinced. Wyatt could always see right through his lies but most of the time he just let it drop. He was really the only one who could tell if he was lying or not, apart from their mom obviously. Chris could tell if Wyatt was lying as well though. It was something to do with the special bond their dad said they had. They could feel each others pain and everything. Chris remembered when they were teenagers and they would annoy Kanira by having telepathic conversations. She would always get so frustrated because she didn't know what they were talking about and so she couldn't join in.
"I'm fine! Really" said Chris trying to convince him.
Wyatt raised his eyebrows but let it drop. Paige and Phoebe were putting on their coats, leaving for work, as was Kanira who needed to get to college.
"Bye guys!" said Kanira and she ran out the door grabbing her bag.
Paige and Phoebe said their goodbyes too and left. Leo walked past Chris and Wyatt briefly giving Chris a pat on the shoulder.
"Come on and get your shoes on Keighley!" Chris called to his daughter as he noticed she had finished her toast.
Keighley jumped off her stool and her and Chris went to get her shoes and coat on. Wyatt watched them go.
"Do you think he's hiding something?" he asked Piper and Victor.
"Probably" replied Victor, "But if he is, don't pry. Let him tell us in his own time okay?"
Wyatt nodded. He had a funny feeling in his stomach about whatever Chris was hiding. Even though Chris insisted he was okay Wyatt could tell there was something bothering him.
"Well I need to get to the restaurant!" said Piper putting the untouched eggs and bacon in the bin. "I hired a new waiter and apparently things aren't going too well!"
She grabbed her handbag and her coat, gave Victor and Wyatt both a kiss on the cheek and was off in a flash. Wyatt could hear her saying goodbye to Chris and Keighley out in the hallway and then the door banging shut. Chris and Keighley came back into the kitchen. Keighley had her coat and shoes on with her backpack in her hand.
"I'm going to take Keighley to school so I'll see ya's later" said Chris.
Wyatt and Victor nodded. Keighley gave them both a hug goodbye and her and Chris left.
Out in the hallway Chris grabbed his car keys and they both went out to his car which was parked in the driveway.
"Can I sit in the front too daddy?" asked Keighley bouncing beside the car.
Chris nodded and unlocked the car. When they were both strapped in, he started the car and drove out the driveway to Keighley's school.
What Chris didn't notice was a tall dark figure watching them silently from behind a neighbours tree….