Chris woke up the next morning. He was lying in the spare bedroom. To his surprise, he saw

Wyatt sleeping on the couch. Wyatt was sleeping. Imagine that. Chris hadn't seen his brother

sleep in what seemed like years, heck it was years. Of course Chris knew his brother had to

sleep. He wasn't inhuman, even though he seemed that way sometime. It was weird for

Chris to see Wyatt sleep. He seemed so peaceful. It gave Chris hope. Well no time to get

sentimental Chris, you have demons to kill, Chris said to himself as he got out of bed. He was

feeling a bit dizzy and nauseous. Well, he had no time to get sick now; he had a world to

friggin' save. Underworld here I come. God, my family is going to kill me. Dad is going to

have a fit. Wait, did I just call Leo dad? I really must be getting sick. And he was gone leaving

the Halliwell manor silent once again. Everybody was asleep, like they should be considering

it was 4 o'clock in the morning.

Arriving in the underworld Chris quickly began searching for demons. The dizziness had

developed into a headache. He should probably have raided the medicine cabinet, but that

would have to wait till later. Chris's search for demons didn't disappoint him. Once you knew

your way around, demons were quite easy to find. 5 demons and a darklighter. Their

working together now, that was unusual. Well the more the merrier, Chris thought smiling

for the very first time that they. His life must really be hitting a low point if killing demons

were the highlight of his day, or in this particular case, his night.

Wyatt was sleeping soundly for the first time in ages. He had been exhausted after spending

the whole day searching for his brother. After dragging a pissed of Chris away from their

parents, Wyatt had just wanted to drop dead right there on the spot. Chris though, was

another story. After spending two minutes with his bitching, whining, struggling little brother

Wyatt had simply given up and thrown sleeping dust in his face. It wasn't a really nice thing

to do to your brother but it beat the alternative, which would have been to kick the little

brat's ass. And so, after carrying his baby brother into bed, Wyatt had finally gotten some

well deserved sleep, which lasted for a very long time. NOT. Wyatt woke in the middle of the

night. Something was wrong, he just knew it. What could possibly be wrong? It was the

middle of the night. The house was quiet. Chris was sound a--.Wyatt abruptly sat up. Not

again. That little insensitive, stupid, stupid, STUPID mongrel. One night. That wasn't too

much to ask for was it? Leash. The kid needed a leash defiantly. Wyatt tried to calm himself

down for a second. Chris had probably just gone to the bathroom or something. Closing his

eyes and sensing for him, Wyatt quickly discarded that idea. Calm down Wyatt, count to ten.

One, two, three, four…who am I kidding. "CHRISTOPHER" Wyatt roared at the top of his

lungs. "GET BACK HERE NOW". Wyatt's voice was even louder than his mothers, and that

was saying something. The Halliwell manor quickly went from peacefull to chaos.

"CHRISTOPHER, GET BACK HERE NOW" Wyatt's voice resounded in his head. So much for

sneaking out quietly. Thanks bro, you're really helping my headache. Chris was sweating. He

had managed to take out three of the demons and was busy fighting the other two. It was

funny how demons never noticed when they were inferior. Two against him. They were

clearly outnumbered. Chris's way of thinking startled him. Guess Wyatt had more influence

on him than he would have liked. He needed to be careful not to get to cocky. He needed to

look out for the darklighter standing watching him, clearly up to something. Well, no time to

think. He had demons to vanquish.

Leo and Piper woke by the sound of their oldest screaming. He sounded really pissed off. It

was 5 o'clock in the morning. What could possibly have Wyatt pissed off a 5 o'clock in the

morning? It only took their sleepy minds a couple of seconds to have an epiphany. "Chris"

they both said at the same time. Piper went to check on baby Wyatt while Leo went to talk

to future Wyatt. What could Chris possibly have done this time? Of course Leo already knew.

Deep down, he had probably already known before he went to bed. When Chris decided to

do something, he would always get it done, no use trying to stop him. Damn those stubborn

genes. This was like the fourth time in two days the kid had taken off. Oh, he was sooo

grounded. True enough, when Leo got to where Chris and Wyatt had been staying, he only

found one of his sons. Wyatt looked like he had calmed down a bit. He was sitting in the bed

with his eyes closed. What was he doing, sleeping? No, Wyatt wouldn't sleep at a time like

this, would he?

"Chris, get back here right now. Do you know what time it is? Didn't I tell you not to go

anywhere huh? Well, you're not allowed to go anywhere so get back here ASAP" Chris could

here Wyatt's patronizing voice in his head. Telepathy? Great, didn't he shut himself off? So

now he couldn't even shut himself off from his annoying brother. The stupid headache was

going to be the death of him. Chris wiped demon dust off of his clothes. Only one stupid

darklighter to go. Wyatt was really mad. Chris knew his brothers three stages of anger. First

there was annoyance, then there was pure fury, and then the scariest one was the

condescending, sickly nice Wyatt. When Wyatt got to that stage, one really knew he was in

for it. Wyatt was defiantly going to kick his ass. He could almost picture it now. Ahh, damn

headache, Chris thought before everything became a blur.

Chris was standing in the attic. Wyatt was in his playpen, while Chris was looking through the

book. He heard the floorboard creak and looks up. "Hello?" Nobody's there. He goes back to

the book. He has a strange feeling in his stomach. Something is wrong. There's another

creak, like someone's walking. Something's defiantly wrong. Chris goes over to the playpen

and looks around the attic. He hears the walking." Okay, it's time to get you outta here."

Before Chris reaches Wyatt, he is thrown across the room and lands on a wooden table.

Gideon appears in front of Wyatt. "Don't make me sacrifice you both." Gideon says before

turning to pick up Wyatt. Chris is furious and telekinetically throws Gideon away. Gideon

makes an athame appear and vanishes from sight. Chris rushes toward Wyatt. They really

needed to go. Fast. Suddenly, Gideon appears next to Chris and stabs him in the stomach. A

sickening thud is heard. Chris feels a burning sensation through his whole body.

Chris is thrown out of the vision. Looking down he sees a darklighter arrow sticking out of

his abdomen. Gideon. It was Gideon all along? That bastard. That backstabbing bastard. The

pain is overwhelming, but he can't get Gideon's face out of his head. Chris falls to his knees

groaning in pain. The darklighter stands over him, grinning evilly. "You've got this coming a

long time witch. I'll see you in hell" the darklighter says before shooting another arrow,

hitting him in the chest. "Wyatt" Chris screams, as loud as he can. Exhausted as he is, the

scream is barely more than a whisper. Wyatt. His last coherent thought before everything

went black.

AN: sorry for the wait. exams, think i'm back now. i know it's a little short and probably confusing. will do better next time, which will be soon.

the reason that chris now has visions is because he is now officially half elder. maybe he'll get some other powers too, who knows. please review:)