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Episode 1: Losing Sight

Part 4

"What do you mean you lost it? You just said you can track it!" Piper yelled.

"Unless it shimmers to a different location above the surface, it probably freaked that the first one was vanquished," Patrick explained with a shrug, "hang on."

With that he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, Piper simply threw up her hands in frustration and stormed off. Only to be blocked by a swirl of blue orbs as Paige returned looking triumphant and waving a map at them brightly.

"Got the map!"

"Well apparently Chris isn't in the storm drains anymore," Piper pointed out.

"What makes you say that?" Paige asked curiously before noticing Patrick for the first time, "and what's with the injured shoulder dude?"

"He's a witch," Billie informed her moving over to the sisters, "vanquished one of the Grimlocks with a spell."

"Interesting," Paige mused, "how'd his shoulder get injured though?"

"They're in a warehouse at the docks," Patrick stated quietly as eyes returned to him, "quite a drive though but when we're there the compass should pick up the Grimlock again and we can find him."

"Are you sure?" Piper questioned doubtfully.

"My visions are never wrong," Patrick said defensively flicking open his eyes and getting to his feet and saw Paige, "where did you come from?"

"I orbed."

"Orbed?" Patrick repeated slowly with a confused expression.

"Don't you have a whitelighter?" Billie wondered.

"A whitelighter?" Patrick repeated looking even more confused.

"Let's worry about that later, right now we should get to the docks," Piper interrupted taking Paige's hand, "you better be right."

"I am."

"Or we'll vanquish you instead," Piper added making the young witch look slightly anxious, "now hold hands."

"Why?" Patrick asked as Billie took both his and Paige's hands.

"So I can orb us there of course," Paige answered as she simultaneously orbed the group to the docks in twilight.

"I think I need to sit down," Patrick muttered looking dizzy as he started to fall backwards only to be pulled back upright by Billie and Paige.

"Pass out later, find Chris now," Piper told him firmly to which he sighed and pulled his compass back out.

"Okay... this way," Patrick offered leading them away.

"At this time, at this hour

I call upon the ancient power

Once ago in memories past

I could see with sight so vast,"

Chris chanted, hoping against hope this spell would work unlike his last twenty attempts, he was beginning to think his previous spell had done nothing and the first demon's vanquish had been what had partially returned his sight, nonetheless he had to keep trying,

"On this night return to me

Restore my sight so I can see."

Instantly his mind was flooded with memories, so many it overwhelmed him as he saw a different life but still his. A life where his father was no longer mortal and no longer around, a life where his brother was cruel, a life where his brother was evil, a life where Wyatt led the demons to the surface, a life where his mother died in his arms, a life where Wyatt murdered his aunts, a life where he fought against his brother, a life with Bianca, a life where he traveled back in time to save his family, a life where he died trying to save his brother.

He cried out at the overwhelming surge of memory, he stood and tried to force himself to breath calmly. He had no idea why the spell had backfired or if the things he suddenly saw were real or not... however he remembered fighting the Grimlocks before and his sight had returned along with the memories, along with his powers. He stopped running.

He heard rather than saw the Grimlock's shimmer of return and turned slowly to face him, clenching his hand into fist to choke the demon.

"I don't need your power to do this, do I?" Chris commented darkly as the demon feel to its knees clutching at his throat as it fought to breath.

A part of him wondered if he should be doing this but his new memories silenced that part, demons were evil and should be taken out, especially ones who had hurt him. He could feel its life force draining away, like water trickling through his fingers. Then it was gone.

Before the body had time to disintegrate it was blasted into nothingness, he glanced up to see his mom had blown it up. They had finally come for him but too late, if he hadn't cast the spell when he did his sight would have been lost forever.

His mother rushed towards him while Paige hung back with Billie and the man... some witch Wyatt had killed. Would kill? Piper finally reached him and hugged him close, in the background he saw Coop beaming Phoebe and Leo there who all ran to him.

"Oh Chris thank god you're okay," his father was saying as he hugged them both.

"Yeah," he muttered wondering whether he should tell them about his new memories... nah he'd wait.

Phoebe snuggled up to her husband who was already sound asleep, she was tired but sleep kept evading her. She was worried about Chris, he hadn't seemed like himself after they'd brought him home and then there was the apocalyptic vision everyone kept dismissing. She sighed and closed her eyes.

Don't dismiss it Phoebe, it will happen. It will happen unless you stop it

"Who are you?" Phoebe asked opening her eyes and finding herself no longer in her room but standing in the middle of nowhere, literally.

"Who I am is not irrelevant," the voice said and she turned to see a man standing there, "but the vision is not."

"You're not exactly giving me a lot to go on," Phoebe pointed out.

"The Cult of Surazal. Stop them," he told her, "or the world will fall."

Note: Okay so this is the final chapter but the series will continue