Title: I Am Dead
Author: Za Webmaster Authoress
Posted On: March 16th, 2007
Summary:Chris has killed himself. No one in the past knows anything. Wyatt watched his brother die. And Chris is a Shadower, so death may not come as easy as he wanted it to. But has a plan to outwit fate. Sequel to 'I Am Alive'.
Note: Sorry for the long wait. I must thank everyone for all of the reviews, it's crazy how many you guys gave me! But very appreciated, and replies are at the bottom as always. Oh, I'm officially 14 years old, and God needs to strike me with a lightning bolt. I'm pathetic. /hits head on desk and whines/
Rated For: Language, emotional writing, trauma, intense sequences, and excessively emotional rantings. Some blood/gore, not as much as before.

Chapter 5: Time Trip!

Cemetery: Future

Chris, sighing, orbed to the Halliwell Manor's attic. His body followed, as always.

"Hey, it's the resistance leader!" a demon guard shouted, and others ran over.

"Now this is the one thing I've missed." Chris laughed harshly.

They demons faltered.

Chris grinned, lightning sparking in his hands. "Vanquishing Lord Wyatt's demons." with that, he threw two lightning strikes, vanquishing two demons. The others bolted, rightfully fearing for their lives. Chris flicked his wrist and they exploded.

"It's so easy it's almost boring." he sighed, leaning against a wall. All he had to do now was wait.

Halliwell Manor, Attic: Present Time

"We ready?" Piper asked, holding the spell in her hand.

"Ready as we'll ever be." Paige muttered.

Wyatt, Paige, Phoebe and Piper read the spell together.

"Send us through time and space..." the spell continued from there.

A blue portal appeared on the triquetra, rippling.

"Okay, let's go." Leo said, and the five stepped through.

They stepped out into he manor's attic. Chris stood there, leaning against a wall.

"Hey guys. Didn't think you'd actually come for me." he smirked, his arms folded across his chest.

"Of course we came." Phoebe said.

"The question is, why did you come?" Leo asked.

"Oh can it Leo." Chris snapped. "I'm waiting for the resurrection, and that's it. I'd like to be in my own time when it happens, thank you for nothing."

"And what makes you think we're going to heal you?" Piper asked confidently.

Chris's smirk vanished. "You don't want me to come back?" he asked, his face devoid of emotion.

"Possibly." Piper shrugged, looking indifferent.

"I had a hunch Wyatt wasn't stupid as he looked." Chris muttered.

"What was that?" Wyatt bristled.

Chris looked up sharply. "It means, you were smart enough not to tell them who I was. I'll give you that much credit, but it's more than you deserve. I'm surprised you came all this way to let me die."

Piper shifted her eyes to her feet.

Chris rolled his eyes. "Honestly, you guys are so horrid at this. You allow everyone the clues to figure out your plans. How did you guys survive?"

"By being the Charmed Ones. By being good witches." Leo replied crisply, his hand curling into a fist.

"Oooh, nice defense Leo. Aren't you supposed to be an pacifist Elder?" Chris hissed.

Wyatt's eyes widened. "What do you mean? Is he an Elder?"

Chris chuckled softly. "Didn't they tell you? Guess they left that part out. Yeah, he's an elder alright."

"You made him an ELDER?! Are you psychotic?" Wyatt demanded.

Chris smiled. "It's very probable."

"You risked your existence?! For what?!"

"For you." Chris said simply. "To save you. I get to be the new whitelighter, I find out who turns you evil."

"So you did send me to Valhalla! You broke Piper and I up! It was all you! I was right!" Leo shouted.

"Wow Leo, you're a little slow on the uptake aren't you? Of course it was me! Isn't it always me? It's always Chris's fault." Chris snapped, hatred for his father brewing behind emerald eyes. A spark appeared for a moment by his palm, but it quickly dissipated.

Wyatt stared at his brother. "You broke them up? Before you... You idiot. You didn't think anything through did you?"

Chris glared at him. "Yes, I did. I save you first, then it won't matter if I exist or not."

"But you-"

"Shut up! I told you not to tell them anything!"

"I wasn't going to tell them anything Chris!" Wyatt shouted.

Chris sighed, and waved his hands over the others and his body. A shield surrounded them, sparkling and clear with wisps of black swirling through it.

"Stay here. I have some business to attend to, and I can't have you guys following me!" Chris orbed out.

They gaped at where his ghost once was.

"Did he seriously just do that?" Paige demanded.

"Yup." Phoebe growled.

San Francisco Streets: Future

Chris orbed into an alleyway, taking in the surroundings. He stepped forward and rounded the corner. He walked down the ruined streets, eyes glittering with dark memories resurfacing. The buildings were crumbling, most with barely intact at all. Fires were scattered everywhere. People in ragged clothes huddled around the fires, and in buildings. Most had dirt and blood smeared across their clothes and skin. Some were shaking from the cold.

Chris looked up to the sky. It was clouded, with no sun shining through. Wyatt had done that. Only certain parts of the world got sun, and the rest were cold from lack of it.

"Good to be home." he spat sarcastically.

A patrol of demons walked around a corner, and one crashed into Chris.

"Watch it!" the demon snarled, conjuring a fireball.

Chris stepped back. "Easy fellas. You don't want any trouble from me."

"No, I think it's the other way around." a red skinned demon snarled.

"Your funeral. Or rather, your vanquish!" Chris grinned.

Fireballs and energy balls were thrown at him, and the attacks went through his form. The demons staggered back in shock.

Chris looked at them. "Aw. Looks like your fun is over. But mine's just starting."

A whip of electricity sparkled to life, forming like a snake in his hand. He cracked it through the air, destroying three of the ten demons. The others tried to run.

Cowards.

Chris struck the whip through the air after them. The electricity extended, and they exploded all at once. The whip vanished, and Chris flexed the muscles in his hand.

He continued his stroll through the city, and glanced at his palm. His skin had red lava-like burns etched onto it. It was an alive ember, but he felt no pain. He was still dead after all.

"Still got a while to go." he grumbled as he glanced at the 18 that signaled the hours left till his resurrection.

Ayane T'il Hime: The resurrections are in the next chapter, so you'll find out soon. Glad you understood/liked it!

immortalwizardpirateelf-fan: /grins/ Sounds cool, I'll try and see it!

MissHaunted-MoonLight: /bursts out laughing/ You're one in a million my friend! Glad you liked the chapter!

sailor cyanide: Thanks, and hope you like this chapter!

charmed-vs-alias: Welcome, glad you like it.

MidnightLightning36: 'Amazing' huh? Thank you very much, and I like your penname!

History Buff 1990: I don't think I've ever been down there... I may check it out, see if you can find anything out. And ask Matt if I can have my chainsaw back, I miss it. :(
Glad you liked it, and CHOCOLATE ROCKS! And watch out for Katlyn, she's EVIL. She's the exact opposite of Matt. They asked her to teach at the 'evil writers' seminar, and she scared away the students! 0.o; Hope you get out soon.
PS. I really want my chainsaw back. Bug Matt about it.
PSS. Never mind. There's a pie here. With a BRAND NEW chainsaw next to it. Ke. I love my friends at the underground writers' market.

Amantine Yeah, don't you just LOVE exams? I just had a state math test for two days. It was the easiest state test I've ever taken in my life, I hope you did good on your exam.

Sparrow317: Thanks, and I'll try and go see it soon!

Chrislives11: Yeah, I can't bring myself to watch Chris die on the DVDs. I bought Season 6, just for him!