A/N: I've been distracted.. don't hurt me.
Title: Skeletons In The Attic.
Summery: Future-fic. A 17-year-old Chris finds himself alone all weekend in Manor, and accidentally discovers a secret.
Chapter 3: Back From The Future.
Chris walked over to the Book. The spell was still there. He read the tittle again. "To unbind a bond." Chris was now confused. He had thought the whole situation was about searching for some demon or warlock named Ethan. And now the Book is telling him to break a bond. The situation seemed too vague to take any chances, but when was he getting another opportunity like this? A chance to take care of a magical event on his own.
"Here goes nothing." He said unsure as he prepared to cast the spell. "The bond which was not to be done, give me the power to see it undone, and turn back time to whence it was begun." Lights suddenly surrounded Chris and everything turned bright all of a sudden.
When the lights faded away, Chris found himself... exactly where he was standing before. "What?" He asked as he looked at the spell. The only thing he changed was the word 'us' for 'me', the rest was the same. What could've gone wrong?
"I'm telling you we have to remain calm." A female voice came from down stairs. Chris didn't recognize it.
"Calm? It has been a week!" A second female voice replied. This one did sound familiar. It was his Aunt Phoebe. But she was camping for the weekend. Something was wrong. Chris decided to orb down to see what was going on, but found himself powerless.
"No, no!" Chris panicked. He didn't understand why his powers weren't working. After calming himself, he decided to walk down. He poked his head out in the hallway. It was empty. He could hear the voices coming from somewhere downstairs. Nervous about possibly have magically conjured Phoebe and Melinda in, Chris slowly walked down the stairs.
"What are we going to do?" Chris heard Phoebe ask.
"What can we do? It's not like we can give her a call." The unidentified voice said.
The voices were coming from the kitchen. Chris was heading in to check, when he realized most of the furniture was different. Really different. It looked old. Old styled. He also noticed several of the family pictures were gone. Alarmed over what this could mean, he walked towards the kitchen and took a small peak.
He saw two women talking. One of them had long black hair and the other was blonde and slightly tan. They both look familiar to Chris. "Can't we try scrying?" The blonde one asked. That's when Chris realized, the blonde one was in fact his Aunt Phoebe. Sure she looked younger and had dyed her hair, but it was her.
"I already did." The other woman continued, "She does not appear on the radar."
"I can help but worried. It's not like Piper to just disappear. What if they're being punished?"
"Phoebe!"
"What? I'm being realistic. You know how many rules we keep breaking." Chris didn't believe his eyes. He also didn't believe his ears. His mother breaking rules? "What if going up there was the last straw?" Phoebe said.
The other woman went quiet for a minute. Chris finally recognized her. He had seen pictures of her before. Prue. His mother oldest sister. She was dead. So Chris finally accepted. Young Phoebe. Furniture change. No powers. Dead aunt. He was back in time. Man, he was in trouble. Who would've thought he would ever go back in time?
"Piper's coming back." Prue finally said. "She's with Leo, I'm sure she's fine." So it seemed that Chris's parents were up to something. He didn't imaging either of them as the spontaneous type, so he understood Prue and Phoebe's concern.
"Well, I hope you're right." Phoebe said. "I'm heading to the club. I'll be there if you need me."
"Ok," Prue nodded, "bye." Chris quickly looked for a place to hide as he saw Phoebe walking his way. He jumped in the living room and hid behind the couch. Phoebe left the house not noticing. Chris took a peak and saw Prue heading upstairs. Once she was up, Chris looked around. He saw a newspaper on a table in the corner.
"July 17th, 2000." The date on the curse. So the spell brought him to break a bond created the same day that the Curse was written. Chris pondered on what to do. He couldn't go to the sisters without revealing his origins. He didn't have his powers. Why the hell did he cast this spell again? He decided to go check on the Book. Maybe find a reversal spell.
As he headed quietly up the stairs, he heard a crash. Instinctively, he rushed to see. He heard more crashing. It was coming from the attic. He debated in going in, seeing as he couldn't change the past, but ultimately, he decided to go in.
He saw Prue lying on the floor, unconscious. A man stood over her. The man did not see Chris, because he shimmered away quickly. Why didn't he try to kill her? Chris saw Prue moving slightly so he hid behind some old boxes.
"Phoebe." Prue said to herself as she headed out. Chris wondered what happened. He walked to the window and saw Prue get in a car and leave. This was confusing. He walked to the Book to se if there was a way to go back to his time. He turned and turned till he found the page he was looking for. There was a reversal spell. Though he was curious about why he was brought to that time, and about the bond he was suppose to unbind, not to mention the mysterious Ethan, Chris felt he was out of his league. He decided to go back to his time. Maybe he could think this through first.
"A time for everything, and everything in its place, return what has been move through time and space." The white lights appeared again. And the same thing happened. Chris rushed down the stairs to check if he was in his time again. He was. He headed up again a started to think. All of this did not add up. He was facing some sort of deal that was made in the past that somehow involved a guy named Ethan and a curse. But what was the connection?
"Christopher..." The voice was back. "Look for Ethan..."
"How? Should I go back in time?" Chris asked.
"Look... for... Ethan..." Chris was still lost. Then the attic window opened and huge energy ball hit Chris. The impact sent him flying into the wall. He passed out.
... Chris was standing in the living room. The woman stared at him. "Christopher... help me…" The woman started to fade...
"Wait!" Chris suddenly woke up. "Where...?" He looked around. How long was he out? He was walking to the door when he noticed his fall had knocked out some old boxes. He began putting them back, when he found something. It looked like some sort of spirit board. It had the Triquetra. Curious, Chris took the board downstairs.
He placed the board on the coffee table in the living room and started to think. What happened? Was he attack by a demon? He finally noticed he had a wound in his right arm. He had an idea. His mom showed him a potion that could identify if and energy ball was demonic or the work of a ghost. He bet it was the last one. He headed to the kitchen and started to work.
To be continued...