Chris Halliwell Part Two
"Hello little brother," Wyatt said and Chris stomach lurched.
"Why am I here? How did I get here?" Chris asked, backing away from Wyatt's burning gaze.
"I have no idea. You just sort of… fell into my lap." Wyatt said, the innuendo lying thickly in the air as Chris gauged his brother's mood. When Wyatt saw the younger Halliwell wasn't going to play his game he sighed in impatience and answered him properly. "You came through a Portal, I assume by your own will as I certainly didn't send anyone to retrieve you; at least no one who was successful. As soon as you stepped into the year 2029, my blood sang. See, while you were gone I preformed a blood rite which allows me to locate you. I thought it would help find you through the years but I had to use torture to get it out of one of your little friends. And then you came home. It was like Christmas and my birthday all at once!" Wyatt said.
Chris licked his lips nervously. "Who did you hurt?"
"Henry or Harold or someone. I really don't recall." Wyatt said, his eyes narrowed on his younger brother.
"Harry… Harry Goldstein! Damn it, Wyatt! Why do you always hurt people?" Chris asked, tears forming in his eyes. It had been a long day, a long few months and he was getting to such a low he didn't think he could get any lower. Of course, Wyatt was surely going to try and make him lower is defences; as low as they could go. Like back when they were children, whenever Chris was hurt or upset or worried he'd go straight to Wyatt, especially as Leo was either busy or an Elder and mom was always with Melinda – cooking or crocheting, or talking about spells. And Chris's childhood wasn't as far behind him as he would like to think. Always when he was at his lowest he would think about how easy it would be to crawl back to Wyatt and let him take care of him.
"But I didn't hurt him." Wyatt protested, coming closer to Chris who was now backed up against a wall.
Chris rolled his eyes, a show of bravery when he did not feel brave. "Semantics, Wyatt! When you order a demon to hurt someone, that's still you h-"
"I didn't hurt Harry Goldstein." Wyatt repeated, looking intensely at Chris, who frowned in confusion. "You did." Chris gasped – that was twisted even for Wyatt! "You hurt him by telling him your plans, by trusting him over me. But don't worry, he didn't suffer too much. He gave up the information quickly enough and I put him out of his misery."
"You killed him… you didn't have to do that. He had a daughter, she's only a few years old…" Chris was stunned at this revelation. He felt like someone had sucker punched him, and he had looked away and let it happen again. While he had been playing at happy families in the past, his whole world had been dying.
Wyatt snorted in disgust. "Another man willing to abandon his family for 'the cause'." His words were mocking.
"I never abandoned my family – I'm trying to save my family, save you!" Chris argued fiercely.
Wyatt looked at the young man, a fierce and potentially powerful witch who had never embraced his power because he had always secretly feared he would let it corrupt him – the way that Wyatt had been corrupted. Wyatt invaded Chris personal space, and met his eyes with care and understanding and pity. "Christopher, I cannot be saved." He said, and Chris's green eyes widened.
As long as Wyatt had denied there was anything wrong with what he was doing – then Chris could believe that something in him was broken or had changed, that he could fix or save his older brother. But this… this meant there really was no hope. "Don't say that, Wy!" Chris said, instinctively clinging to the blond.
"Do you really think I can be anything other than who I am? I summoned a dragon when I was just a babe – killed demons before I could talk. And I seduced my beautiful, innocent baby brother even though I understood with perfect clarity that what I was doing was wrong and twisted and unfair to you. But… I couldn't help myself. Does that sound like I can be saved, little brother?" Wyatt asked, and Chris was horrified at the words.
Wyatt leaned in and Chris began to struggle away. But his brother was strong and Chris didn't really have the strength of mind. Wyatt whispered in Chris's ear, "I don't want saving if I can't have you, like this." And with a sudden burst of strength Chris lunged to get away, but Wyatt threw him back against the wall which made it burn like hell and orbed them to his room so Chris was on his bed, with Wyatt pressed against him on top. Wyatt kissed Chris forcefully, letting his passion reign free like he had never done before and seducing Chris with his caresses and his words, "I love you Chris," while he pressed his own erection against Chris' thigh, "I did all this for you – so we can be together no matter what," Chris knows it is a lie – it's been about power for Wyatt since day one and now it was just power over Chris – but he soon doesn't care as Wyatt is pressing painfully into his hole and stroking him to his thrusts. Chris come quickly and Wyatt follows, collapsing on top of his younger brother and holding him tight in the night. They lie there and soon Chris falls asleep. Wyatt flames out – and puts a guard on the door and binds the room so no Good magic can get out, only in therefore when the other Halliwell's orb in, they will not be able to escape.
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