A/N: So sorry for the long wait, but I figured that... I would well give you all an early Christmas present.
Chris flung his hand out, and shoved three of the dark lighters away. Another one raised his crossbow, and aimed at Leo. Chris couldn't let that happen, so he pushed his father out of the way, and received an arrow in his arm for the effort. He kept fighting, though the poising was starting to take effect.
Jordan and Wyatt looked over at him, as they fought dark lighters themselves, and were unable to help him, as three more dark lighters black orbed in.
They took a hold of a now weak and drowsy Chris, and even though he continued to struggle, they black orbed him to the Underworld, Jordan and Wyatt fighting to get to him all the way.
Wyatt and Jordan were able to get all of the dark lighters vanquished with the help of Leo and Piper. Wyatt went straight to the Book of Shadows for a summoning spell, and almost burned the book when he couldn't find one. Jordan put her hand on his arm to calm him, but it didn't work, and he burst from the emotions. (Not literally.)
"I told him it was too dangerous to come back here! But did he listen? NO! He had to save the family once again, and he got himself shot and kidnapped for it!" Wyatt yelled.
Jordan connected her mind with his, soothing him. She pulled him into a hug without saying anything, and could feel the fear and anger inside him. "He'll be okay, but you aren't helping, so shut up, and help me figure out how to get him back!"
Chris was dumped unceremoniously on the ground. He groaned as his arm connected with the dirt floor. The wound was still bleeding, and the arrow still stuck out from his skin. It would take longer for him to die with the arrow in such an un-life threatening wound.
There was a laugh from behind him, and he struggled to get to his knees. When he tried to turn around, the world spun, and he was forced back down onto his hands and knees.
The same laugh sounded, and it made him angry. There was nothing that he could do, but he was determined not to show weakness to whoever it was that had him.
Chris tried to orb, but the man or woman that had him, grabbed a hold of his orbs, and sent him sprawling onto his back. That was the first time that he had gotten a good look at his attacker, and he was afraid. The fear didn't show, only a normal calm, but it was there, and Chris wasn't used to the feeling.
"Are you the one from the future, or the one from the past?" Chris asked, his voice hard.
"Oh me, I'm from the future." The man answered, and laughed when Chris' eyes blazed in anger.
"You son of a-!" Chris started to yell, but was silenced with a solid kick to his ribs. The kick sent him into the wall, and the resounding crack was loud enough to echo through the tunnel. He gasped, and his vision blurred as the pain intensified.
"You will not insult me, especially when you are not in the position to do anything about it!" The man yelled back, and Chris flinched, knowing the demon was right.
"Why, Damien?" Chris gasped out. "Why would you kill my cousin, Prue?" Chris tried to make his voice sound menacing, but his voice wavered as he remembered Prue lying on the floor in a pool of her own blood, and Damien standing over laughing. He had watched it happen, while he lay on the sidelines, a stab wound to his stomach; his wrists bound, and a gag over his mouth.
"Why, why, why?" Damien mocked. Damien looked Chris straight in the eye, and answered; "Because she, like you, was a menace. You with all your little good versus evil moral crap!" He voice was cinical, yet serious at the same time.
Chris went to raise his hand to throw Damien into the wall with his telekinesis, but he was stopped with a telekinetic hold on himself by Damien. He was hauled into the air, and thrown against the wall, where he was chained, and gagged.
"We can't have you insulting me, now can we?" The man laughed as he took in Chris' predicament. "Did you really think that you, of all people could hurt me after what happened the last time?" Damien asked, and slapped the side of Chris' face mockingly.
Chris yelled something out that was muffled by the gag, and Damien laughed again.
"You can't even made a good comeback like you used to. You don't deserve to be alive, let alone a Halliwell." Damien said, and then looked thoughtful at Chris for a moment. "Though you did injure me pretty badly before, so I suppose you are kind of strong. But for that is why you are here. I want revenge, and I'm going to take it. You won't even want to live when I'm finished with you." Damien said, and flamed out, leaving Chris hanging alone in the dark tunnel of the Underworld.
Wyatt yelled, and threw a potion cauldron at the wall. Jordan didn't even spare him a glance, she just said; "Calm down, you aren't helping Chris by destroying the house." Wyatt growled at her, and orbed downstairs into the kitchen of the manor, where his mother was.
"Do you need anything honey?" Piper Halliwell asked, as she watched her son fume in anger and guilt.
"Yeah, Chris." He said, and Piper walked over to him, placing her hand on his arm.
"Sweetie, you'll get him back, I know you will, so does he. You just have to stop blaming yourself, and stop getting angry with your sister. It's not helping, just making things worse, and you're hurting her every time you do." Piper told Wyatt soothingly, and pulled him into a hug.
"She's not hurt mom, she's just as mad as I am." Wyatt said.
"You are hurting her, she just knows how to mask it, but I can feel it. I'm surprised that you can't, I thought you had a stronger bond with her than that." Piper said, and Wyatt looked up at her.
"I do, but Chris' pain is kind of clouding that at the moment, I had to take an empath blocking potion just to get the pain to lessen a little." Wyatt said, and Piper could hear the exhaustion in his voice.
"I know honey, but you'll find him soon, and it will all go away." Piper said, and Wyatt nodded.
"I love you mom." Wyatt said, and then orbed back upstairs before she could say it back. He found Jordan at the same table she had been sitting at before, but she was different somehow. He walked over to her, and lifted her head. There were tears streaking her face, and he whispered, "Sorry," before pulling her into a hug. "We'll get him back, Jo." Wyatt said, and in his mind, he added, I hope.
A/N: So what did you all think? I know I said that this story was on hiatus, but I had a huge idea popping moment, and had to add this chapter.
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