The first line is actually something I heard from one of The Calling's song; it's OUR LIVES. Great band, great song. Although my favorite from them is WHEREVER YOU WILL GO.
And also the next chapter will be the last chapter. Afterwards I will be beginning...perhaps another charmed or to be more precise Chris piece.
Chapter 17 Unstoppable?
(Chris POV)
In this world, divided by fear we've got to believe that there's a reason here.
At least that's what we try to tell ourselves.
Wow, I'm dying and this is all I am thinking about?! Well geez, I just want to at least die knowing it wasn't all for nothing, and that—well that it mattered; that it made a difference.
Hopefully though I won't die, Wyatt and dad will get here in time, I'm sure of it. Hopefully at least in time to save mom, I don't want little me not even being born! What in the world was I thinking??!! I never should've involved Piper in all of this! Maybe I should never have involved anyone, just go in take care of the problem and there. Right, like I'm doing such a great job right now!
Hmm…I think my powers are weakening, wow that PD sure is strong, well of course he's strong! But of course I'm also pretty strong, I mean I am still alive aren't I? And he seems to be struggling. So maybe he's stoppable. Not unstoppable
Ugh...my death, I'm afraid is imminent. Shall I at least go out with a bang? Like I could…
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Please Dad, Wyatt………………..I don't want to die yet. Not yet!
Oh great, are those tears running down my face!? I so want to kill that PD, now he's mocking me!! Laughing at me! Now I'm mad! He's gonna get it. Now if only I could get up…
He's too strong..
Why is everything…?
Oh no, am I dying??
No, oh God please no!
It's getting so warm, and is that a hand I see?
"I don't want to go! I don't want to die, not without seeing that it all changed, not without seeing the future…Please, do I not at least deserve that!!?? No I am not taking that hand, no get away!"
It's all so bright, and welcoming, I can't help but want to go. It feels right and yet so wrong. Death it seems is not as bad as I was led to believe.
"So you are ready to come?" asked Death.
I nodded, no use fighting it. What am in the world am I saying???
I'm Chris Perry Halliwell, and I am not going to die, I repeat I'm not going to die.
"No! I am not going to die!" I yelled at Death dressed in white.
"There's no use resisting Chris, you're time to go is here. Welcome it, for your troubles are over, you will no longer carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. Son come with me," Death spoke in a frighteningly calming voice.
"I don't want to die," I whisper trying to make him understand.
"No one wants to die, but its part of life."
"That's bullshit! Could you let me live if you wanted to?" I ask again hoping to soften death's heart, wait a second……does death even have a heart?
"There is a way," he spoke reluctantly, and slowly. "You are not yet dead, there is a chance your family can heal you in time."
Chris understood that Death would not wait long.
"How long?"
Death seemed lost in thought; ages seemed to go by before he spoke.
"I will wait five minutes, and then we're going."
Chris nodded. He hoped he would be saved, he really didn't want to die.
He glanced curiously at Death wondering why he was doing this.
"Why are you doing this?"
"The Charmed ones are one of the greatest witches to set foot on this Earth. You were born of a great power. You Christopher are a source of hope…your courage is admirable, your intentions noble, and this death would be most unjust for someone who has accomplished so much. It would truly be saddening to leave this world, without seeing all your hard work pay of. That and I am a great fan of yours."
Chris couldn't help but chuckle at the last part. It seemed Death was like any other person.
"Are you human?"
"What do you mean by human? I am like you; I was once like you, human. With a life…yet I received a higher calling. The one to which I answer now. So if you mean by appearance am I human? Then obviously I am, yet I can no longer feel pain, love, anger……
You see Chris this is a most difficult job. But one that must be done, I am in no way the reaper or such faces we are painted as," Death explained.
Death it seemed was no cruel fiend out to steal life.
In many ways Death was misinterpreted as evil.
(back to reality/manor)
"Get away from him!" bellowed Wyatt as he orbed into the attic, with Paige and Leo.
Chris was on the floor writhing in pain fighting as the PD stood over him draining away his life, and attempting to break through Chris's barriers.
"You are too late," sneered the PD.
"No!" shouted Leo unbelievingly. He moved towards Piper, and healed her quickly, then to Phoebe and finally he healed Cole.
Wyatt meanwhile was busy fighting off the PD, prying him away from Chris.
"We have to stop him!" cried out Piper.
Leo nodded. "This is going to take all of us."
He glanced at everyone.
Piper nodded. "Leo you have to get to Chris and heal him."
Leo nodded.
"Let's do this!" Paige smiled confident of their success.
"Power of three?" asked Phoebe.
"Power three," reassured her Piper.
Cole nodded at them.
"Use the spell to vanquish the source," he recommended, before joining Wyatt.
"That's a good idea, right?! It's a good idea. The PD is pretty strong, maybe it'll work. It should work," whispered Paige.
Piper nodded distracted. She kept glancing at Leo who was trying to make his ay towards Chris, but was obviously having trouble. The PD was blocking him.
Damn, we have to take him down now!
"Now!" growled Piper.
"Prudence, Penelope
Patricia, Melinda...
Astrid, Helena,
Laura and Grace,
Halliwell witches,
Stand strong resides us
Vanquish this evil
From time and space," the sisters chanted.
At the exact same time Wyatt drew one last powerful attack alongside with Cole, who determined to defeat him used his magic entirely.
"Curse you!"
Seconds later, a terrible shriek echoed throughout the street. Where the PD had once stood now stood a flame, and smoke.
Wyatt felt a tingling sensation pass through him, and in seconds he was transformed. There no longer stood the source, the evil, but Wyatt the twice blessed son who would do well in this world. Wyatt's face now held unmistakable true love and care.
Leo finally reached Chris and attempted to heal him. Few moments went by, when he finally raised his face. There were tears rolling down his cheeks, as he uttered two words. "He's gone."
No no no no no no!
"Damn it Leo, try again!" screamed Piper racing to his side, clinging to Chris.
Wyatt stood frozen, he could not believe it. He refused to believe. Chris was not dead.
Chris? Please Chris you can't be dead!
"Move!" commanded Wyatt. Chris was not dead! He placed his hands over Chris and……..
