Chapter 1. Finally. Tell me what you think. And should Chris' mark be Scarlet, Sapphire, or a different color? Should the color of the mark react with him being a witch-lighter? And if you say yes, I need a color. Thanks.

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Chapter 1: Marked

An earthquake shook the very foundations of this dimension as multiple layers of space and time collided. Only those who were underground and high in the clouds felt it. It disturbed them very much, but neither side notice anything different about the feeling in the air. There were only two beings in the whole universe who knew what had happened not including the aliens who were searching desperately for the Infinite Improbability Drive.

Chris Halliwell sat on top of the Golden Gate Bridge thinking of what exactly to tell the Sisters when the collision of dimensions happened but since he was neither above nor below the earth when it happened, he did not feel the pulsing of atoms in the air.

Yes, he finally realized after much thought, what Leo said was right. Chris needed to tell them the truth, but who knew if what he said would have any major impact—good or bad—on the future he was trying to change. There were things he just couldn't bring himself to say.

Chris brought his hand up to his forehead to ease the sudden but dull throb that just manifested itself there. If anyone had been watching the scene, they may have thought it peculiar, because when the first throb of his head hit, he himself flashed a single color.

But back to the matter at hand: If he were going to change things and save Wyatt, he would have to tell them everything, no matter what reaction he got.

Chris stood up from his spot on the Golden Gate Bridge and orbed into the Sisters' house. Now to wait…

Chris found himself yawning. This whole ordeal was tiring. Piper, Paige, and Phoebe had vanquished every demon he could think of vanquishing and still had nothing. Maybe the threat to Wyatt wasn't a demon threat at all, but something different entirely. Maybe they had all been looking at this all wrong.

Chris yawned again. No point in worrying about this now. Everybody in the house was asleep and it was time for him to do the same. He walked over the couch in the living room of the house after taking a comforter out of the closet. Chris unfolded it carefully and crawled under it, hoping things would go well tomorrow.

Chris awoke with a scream. He was covered in cold sweat and he was shivering.

"Who screamed?" Chris heard Paige ask from upstairs.

"It was a male," declared Phoebe. "Maybe a demon?"

"But why would a demon scream?" questioned Paige. "It could have been Leo."

"But Leo doesn't scream."

"Actually, it sounded like—"

"Chris," concluded both witches together.

A minute later Chris heard Piper ask, "What was that? Am I the only one who heard someone scream?"

"No," said Paige looking at Phoebe.

"We think it was Chris," concluded Phoebe.

"Why is Chris in our house?" asked Piper skeptically. "Leo!" As soon as Leo orbed in Piper hissed, "Why is he in our house?"

"Well, I told him to be honest to you guys and I guess he took me at my word." Piper glared at him. "Maybe he wanted to talk to you guys before you started your 'fun-filled' day of demon hunting," added Leo, air-quoting the term "Fun-filled."

"But why is he in our house? And why is he sleeping on our couch?" asked Piper, still not satisfied with Leo's answer.

Chris took a deep breath and turned around on the couch. "Look. I'm sorry. Maybe I shouldn't have snuck in last night and slept on the couch, but I wanted to catch you at the earliest time possible and…this seemed like a good way to do it." He paused. "I came here and I'm taking Leo's advice." He looked at Leo for support. Chris wasn't sure why he did so, but it eased his nerves a bit. "I'm here to tell the truth." He took a deep breath. "The complete truth."

"But why now?" asked Paige. "Why not before?"

"And what about 'Future consequences'?" asked Phoebe.

Chris tensed.

"Why did you scream, Chris?" asked Leo, trying to change the subject.

"Bad dream. It doesn't make sense. Something to do with a Cherokee myth about a fallen angel."

Everybody looked at one another.

"Fine. Do you want to know the truth?" Chris shouted exasperatedly. He couldn't believe he was actually going to tell them everything. But how would it affect future circumstances? His future? Chances were that it couldn't make things worse…Could it?

"Well something would be nice instead of you being Mr. Mysterious all the time," countered Piper in the same tone.

"Fine," said Chris, putting a hand on his forehead to ease his nerves. As he did so the same flash of color and patterns showed on his face as before.

"What was that?" asked Piper.

"What was…what?" asked Chris.

"I—It…never mind," she said dismissively, with a wave of a hand. "Continue."

Chris touched his forehead again; this time the mark appeared and stayed on his face.

"What's with the mark?" Piper asked slowly.

"And why does it—" started Phoebe.

"Look like the symbol—" continued Paige.

"On the front of the Book of Shadows?" finished Leo.

Chris looked at them like they were all crazy. "Mark?" he asked. "What do you mean?"

"You might want to take a look in a mirror then," said Paige.