The Answer Phoebe Column
Chris groaned, this wasn't supposed to happen, no one in the family was supposed to find out who he was. He was just supposed to get in, save Wyatt, get out. Sure…making sure that he was conceived snuck its way in there, but still…
Phoebe was in shock. How could she have not noticed how much he looked like Piper…but with Leo's green eyes? How could she have not noticed his stubbornness, his dedication to Wyatt? Hell, how could she have overlooked how well he knew the house? How well he knew the three of them? How he knew the book?
Phoebe fell back wards, sitting on the bed. She had another nephew…one that she'd yelled at, mistrusted, insulted. One that Piper was openly hateful with. One that Leo hit and fought with repeatedly.
"Oh…my…god…" was all she could get out.
"You can't tell anyone Aunt Phoebe," Chris said, finding no way out of this situation.
Phoebe's eyes filled with tears, "You called me Aunt…"
"Uh…yeah," Chris said uncertainly.
Suddenly, before even Cady could realize it, Phoebe was on Chris, hugging the life out of him. "I'm so so sorry, Chris. I didn't mean anything I said to you before. I'm so sorry!"
Chris looked at Cady for help.
Cady gently placed a hand on Phoebe's leading her back to the bed, where she sat down next to her while Chris took a seat in the chair. "Maybe we should tell her everything." Cady said.
"We can't," Chris said, "She wasn't even supposed to know about me. There could be serious future consequences"
Cady thought for a moment, "Phoebe can see the future though, so the consequences don't apply to her. For all you know she could see it in a vision in a day or two. The future is her power."
Chris' mouth dropped open as Phoebe smirked, the girl was good. Chris couldn't argue that.
He sighed, "What do you want to know?" he asked his aunt.
"First off," Phoebe said after a moment's thought, "What's a traitor?" she asked, not thinking that Cady was being referred to in the traditional sense.
"Me," Cady said, "In the future, I go through the underworld searching out demons who are loyal to Wyatt or who could be swayed…which is basically every single demon…and I vanquish them. I can't really use spells, because then the demons would know that it was a half witch that was after them and there are only a few of us, so they'd be able to hunt me down."
"So they think that a full demon is hunting them, and they won't look out for half breeds," Phoebe said catching on.
"Yeah, so I earned the name the Traitor because they think a full demon has gone against them." Cady said.
"Oh…" Phoebe said taking it in, "And you're the leader of the resistance?" she asked Chris, he nodded, "And what exactly is that?"
"It's a group of people, magical or not, who ban together to stop Wyatt." Chris said.
"How many are there?"
"There's only one resistance but we have nearly two million people on our side…but the numbers are dwindling, Wyatt's catching up to our spies and doubling the quota for mortal slayings." Chris answered.
Phoebe shivered, so many of her friends were mortals, who was to say that they weren't dead in the future because of Wyatt.
"Why…why did you go against the demons?" Phoebe asked alternating between Cady and Chris.
"When Wyatt rose to power, he wanted an army of loyal, powerful demons. My mother was one of them. He told her that she had to prove her loyalty to him by killing my father, my aunt, their family, and me…" Cady trailed.
"Oh my God," Phoebe gasped.
"It wasn't really a shock when she went through with it," Cady replied, "She hated me. I was an accident, see, in a few months or a year…I'm not really sure…there's a blue moon that makes all magical beings act differently than they would. My mother was on a mission to kill my father and they were fighting each other off…then the moon came up and things got…heated…I was born nine months later."
"Your mother went through with it?"
"Yeah…I sensed my father in trouble and shimmered up to see him. My mother had already killed my aunt and cousins and was about to finish up my father. He saw me and didn't want her to go after me so he vanquished her just before he died."
"My god…" Phoebe trailed, "I can't believe any mother would do that."
"She was never really a mother to me," Cady replied, "She kept me in the Underworld hoping that a demon would come along and finish me off."
Phoebe was silent for a while when Chris spoke. "You've had a rougher life than me."
Cady shook her head, "No, you were…"
"No, it's true. I had a good life till I was 14 when…the event…happened; life was alright for about three years while Wyatt took over. Then I created the resistance and that last year was the worst when I was captured and tortured but you…"
"Hey," Cady cut him off, "I had some good memories too. Sure, running and hiding through the underworld to escape death isn't fun, but I got to see my dad sometimes. And after my mother…well, my uncle took care of me and taught me how to survive. I was fine…"
"Yes, but still…"
"How do you two know this?" Phoebe asked, it seemed like they knew what the other's life was like.
"The connection we made today, we showed each other our memories. It helps to speed up the process when you know more about the other," Cady said.
"Oh…" Phoebe said trying to soak in all this information. Both the youngsters before her had suffered so much in their lives. "Where were we?" she asked, "Couldn't we stop Wyatt?"
"You…you all died when I turned 14," Chris said looking down. Cady stood and went to comfort Chris as he went on. "At my 14th birthday demons attacked and killed you and Aunt Paige with your kids, Wyatt he…he killed mom…he stabbed her with Excalibur and left. I tried calling Leo, but he was never really there for me, he showed up too late…"
Phoebe had tears in her eyes. She knew she'd probably end up dieing from something involving magic, but she never would have expected an attack brought about by her nephew to do her in.
The three sat there in silence for a while, each trying to get past the painful memories and information. When Phoebe looked up she saw that it was already dark out and the two kids hadn't eaten all day.
"Hey, how 'bout I go get you two something to eat?" Phoebe asked, standing shakily.
Two stomachs growled at the mention of food, agreeing with Phoebe's question. She started to head out of the room, when Chris' voice caught up with her, "Phoebe, you can't tell anyone."
Phoebe nodded, resting a hand on Chris' shoulder before leaving the room.
Chris sighed, Phoebe was worse at keeping secrets in the past than she was in the future, 'We're screwed,' he thought to himself.
'Yes we are,' he heard Cady's voice reply. He looked at her, realizing that she hadn't said a word. 'It's an effect of the connection.'
He smiled, 'Cool…'
He took her hand and laid down on the bed as they waited for Phoebe. 'Chris?' he heard in his head, he looked at her, 'You made Leo an Elder early right?' he nodded, 'He was a whitelighter when you were originally conceived?'
'What are you getting at?' he thought curiously.
'Wyatt was the child of a whitelighter and witch, born on an important magical day, doubling his original power right?' he nodded, 'Well, now, you're the son of an Elder and a witch, twice as powerful as you would have been with out the magical day.'
Then, what she had been going on about, dawned on him. By making Leo an Elder, something twice as powerful as a whitelighter, he inadvertently made himself equal in power to Wyatt.
"Oh my god," He said out loud.
"What?" Phoebe asked walking into the room with a tray of food and two drinks.
"Nothing," Cady said, knowing that Chris was not ready to talk about the new information yet. "Thanks for the food…"
A/N – I never really understood why Wyatt would be twice blessed as the child of a whitelighter and witch and Chris wouldn't be. Now that Chris is the son of an Elder and a witch shouldn't that cancel out the day Wyatt was born, making them equal? Oh well, next chapter is either about a trip up there or a visit from someone unexpected.
