Disclaimer: See Chapter One.

A/N: Sorry it took so long, I've been a little busy lately. Oh, and someone commented on Chris's lack of reaction. You'll see a little bit of it in this chapter, but before, you couldn't really expect him to really react in front of Leo, could you?

Charmed Generations

Chapter Four

By Sword and Arrow

Chris moved cautiously towards the demons' lair. He had a lead that these demons might be the ones that turn his brother. Of course, he had leads like this before. They never really amounted to anything, except maybe for trouble for him with Leo, who had once again got him temporarily replaced as the sisters' Whitelighter. However, he had to check every lead that he got. He could not risk overlooking anything.

Yet, he apparently accomplishes what he set out to do. If he didn't, then how could the others have come back?

Chris looked over his shoulder again. He was sure that one of them was behind him, but he couldn't see them. He still wasn't sure how he felt about them yet, especially the other Wyatt. How was he supposed to know if that Wyatt wasn't just like his, just able to hide his true self better? Then again, wouldn't his other self know? He, himself, had always been able to see through any of Wyatt's acts, whether they were to hide a scraped knee or a demonic take-over.

He suppressed a frustrated groan. This entire thing was giving him a headache. Maybe he should just forget about the other two like they had suggested. It would probably make things a hell of a lot easier.

Focusing on the task at hand, he peered warily into the cave. Seeing no one, he entered a bit more. Irritated, he took one more glance around the cave and prepared to orb away. However, before he could, a distinct twang of an arrow being fired echoed across the cave.

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Wyatt watched in ironic amusement from a far corner of the observatory as creatures lined up to try and pull Excalibur from its stone. All the time he spent avoiding pulling the damn thing from the stone to try and put off whatever Destiny had in store for him, and these guys were actually hoping for it? They had no idea what kind of burden that thing was.

He watched as his mother tried to shoo the creatures but finally gave it up as a lost cause. Chris and he had agreed that they had better keep a watchful eye on the Manor as well as Chris. There was no telling what kind of damage it would do to the future if they were wrong about the demon targeting the other time traveler.

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit him in his right side. His hand automatically went to the area, but he knew that he would find nothing there. The pain wasn't his own, and Chris was in the Underworld, where he couldn't sense him.

'Please, Chris, please be able to orb back up here,' he silently prayed, suddenly not very interested in anything that was happening before him, meaning he missed Piper pulling the sword from the stone.

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Chris whirled around as soon as the arrow was fired, but he wasn't hit. However, the arrow was obviously meant for him. However, the Darklighter who fired the arrow wasn't aware of the invisible obstacle in its path. And Chris barely had time to half-way turn, let alone dodge the poisoned projectile.

The Darklighter, knowing his element of surprise was gone, dark-orbed away, leaving behind a dying Chris and a surprised Chris.

Shaking himself out of his daze, Chris immediately rushed towards Chris and removed the arrow with a flick of his hand, careful not to touch it himself.

"Oh, God," he said. "Hold on, I'll orb us up and then call Leo to heal you."

"No!" Chris protested weakly, gasping for breath. "Wyatt will know that I'm hurt. He'll come— as soon as— we materialize— and give away— who I am. Don't call— Dad— Wyatt— he can— heal— "

"Okay, okay," Chris said. "Wyatt then. Just hold on, okay?" He then orbed them both to P3, not really liking the fact that he had to rely on Wyatt to come.

However, not two seconds after they had gotten to P3, Wyatt was there. He immediately rushed to Chris's side.

"Chris," he said, tears glistening in his eyes. He put his hands over the arrow wound and started healing. As time slipped by, he grew desperate and threw his entire strength into healing his brother. Slowly, the gaping hole in Chris's side grew smaller and eventually disappeared.

"Thank God," Wyatt cried, pulling his little brother into a bone-crushing hug. "I thought I'd lost you."

"If you don't let me breathe, you might yet," Chris said smilingly, trying to ease the tension left over from his brush with death. Wyatt eased up a little bit, but didn't let go.

Chris watched the display longingly before slipping away to give the two their privacy.

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Chris quietly approached his other self on the roof of P3. "I know how you're feeling."

"How could you possibly know that?" Chris asked bitterly. "You have a loving older brother, who would probably die to protect you. How do you know how I feel?"

"Well, for starters, I'm an empath, but you already knew that," Chris pointed out what he thought to be the obvious.

Chris, however, looked confused. "Okay, for one, I am not an empath, and secondly, I took a potion to block empathy so Phoebe wouldn't know when I was lying."

"Oh," Chris said sheepishly. "Didn't know that. Well, obviously I have more power than you. And that potion won't block my powers, they're too strong. Anyway, back to the subject at hand. I don't think you know Wyatt as well as you think, I mean your Wyatt."

"I know that he's evil," Chris stated. "And I know what he has done, to me and to others."

"But you don't know why," Chris pointed out. "Wyatt's very protective of his family. He would do anything for them. And if he thought that becoming evil and gaining power and maybe even hurting them would protect them in the long run, then he would do it. What you need to find out is what would make him think that in the first place. That will lead you to who turns him. Now I better get back to my Wyatt before he gets too anxious. He always goes into overprotective mode after I get hurt."

Chris watched him as he walked away. He had given him something to think about. But what would make Wyatt think that?

Tbc…

Not too much action in this one. Sorry. I love reviews! They inspire me!