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This chapter is about Chris's family and it gets a little sad at time when he compares the two worlds.


Chapter 3 – The Family

Chris's POV

"Sister... Little sister" the words kept whirling around in Chris's mind. He was shocked, and in awe. He didn't have a sister in his 'bad' life, his father was never around, and his mother had always been so heart broken by his father's departure, that she had been unable to form a romantic relationship with anyone else. She had always said that she had her two beautiful boys and her sisters and that was more than enough for her. The brothers, empaths, always knew otherwise but didn't say anything. In this life, everything was different. "Obviously!" he couldn't help remarking sarcastically to himself. In this life, his father was always around, his parents never spilt up and apparently they didn't stop... well you know! Chris did not like to think about that. He was still staring at his sister, and as his shock wore off slightly he saw that she was getting more and more upset, a tear running down her cheek. She was a true Halliwell, with the brown hair, and brown eyes, she probably stood an inch or two taller that their mother. "Sister," the word slipped of Chris's lips making the whole thing real and before either one of them knew what was happening, he leant forward and wrapped her in the biggest hug he could manage in his current situation. "I have a sister! Wow!" he said his voice giddy with excitement. Wyatt was grinning like a Cheshire cat, overcome by Chris's happiness, wait till he found out how annoying she could be. Chris looked down at his little sister, 'wow, that felt strange, but good strange,' who was sobbing into his shirt, he gave her a tight squeeze, and she looked up at him, "Hey," he said with a cheeky grin.

"Hey," she returned with a grin of her own, but hers still had a hint of sadness.

Chris didn't know exactly what to say, he could feel the love for this girl, resonating form his other life, it was strange to feel a memory but not to see it in his mind. "It's nice to meet you ... again?" 'Wow, that didn't come out like it meant to. Arrrh' "I didn't mean it to sound like that, sorry. What I am kinda trying to say, is that I'm really looking forward to getting these memories, but until then, I would like to get to know you, does that make any sense."

Chris himself was confused, but Mel seemed to understand, she pulled out of Chris's arms and sat up, "Ok" she said, "I'm Mel, I'm 19, and apparently, according to my two older brother," she said poking both Wyatt and himself with a bit more force than necessary causing them both to grunt, "I'm incredibly annoying." That said she took advantage of Chris being both chained and squished between his family and started tickling him. "But really," she said with an evil grin, "I don't see it."

Chris was having trouble breathing; she knew where he was most venerable, 'oh goddess, so this is what having a sister is like, oh save me.' When she finally stopped tickling, most likely because he was blue in the face, he drew in a massive breathe of air, and raised his eyebrow at her, "Not annoying, hu?"

She smiled sweetly, though he could still see the cheekiness beneath the surface, "Oh my dear brother, that was not me annoying you, that was payback for making me upset." 'Oh, he was going to have fun with her.'

"Truce?" he asked. A huge smile took over her features, before she face planted into his chest, wrapping her arms around him in a hug. Chris heard a big squeal coming from his chest before she looked up at him and whispering, "You're still him."

Chris was confused yet again, he looked at Wyatt, who once again smiled but looked slightly wary this time. "That is what you say when you want to stop picking on each other, that when you two generally gang up on me."

Chris met his sister's eyes with an evil look of his own before they both pounced on their brother, or in Chris case tried. While Mel pounced like a cat, Chris was pulled back by the shackle and his face collided with Wyatt's stomach. He cried out in frustration, and glared at the gold ring around his ankle. "Can this thing come off, please!" He asked in desperation.

His mother sighed, "the council has the key, honey, I'm sure when your father comes back he will bring the key with him."

Chris looked from his mother to his brother, "Seriously, can't one of you just blow it up? You know?" Chris made the very familiar hand movement that would have made the TV blow up had the shackle not absorbed his magic.

"Sorry, Peanut, the shackle is one of the most powerful magical binds to have ever existed. It absorbs both the power of the wearer and anyone who tries to take it off without the key."

Chris flopped back into the pillow in defeat, "What if I needed to go to the bathroom." He muttered to himself, causing the rest of his family to chuckle.

They sat/ lay/ stood in awkward silence as no one really knew what to say until the youngest of the group spoke sadly, "I guess if you didn't know Mel then there isn't much hope for the rest of us." Chris looked at the group of six remaining girls, two were very familiar, "Prue." He said to the brown haired, blue eyed, eldest of the girls, and then turned to the red haired, brown eyed girl, leaning on the bed post "and Penny", he said identifying the two girls from his past. They had been his aunts' only children. Henry had split with Paige about a year after Penny's birth, he had given it a good try but with all the demons attacking him, he felt useless and had trouble dealing with the fact that his life was in daily constant peril. He left, trying to take their daughter with him, not realising that demons would also be after the baby and Paige needed to protect her. The whole event ended with Paige wiping Henry mind of her and their baby, and a second Charmed sister was left heartbroken. Coop, too, had been taken away from Phoebe when she was pregnant with their second child, the leaders of the cupids had foreseen a huge darkness on the horizon, one that they thought that love could not with stand (clearly the did not understand what war did to people) and they dragged all the cupids, Coop included back to their realm and closed the veil between the worlds so nobody could cross for a thousand years. What Chris had thought ironic about the whole situation was he found, in a time of desperation, people didn't need cupids to find love, they found each other as they had nothing to lose and everything to gain, his own love from the other reality, Bianca, was one such case. The toll of loss of their loved ones had been greatest on Phoebe out of all the sisters, first the stress and pain of her loss coupled together with the loss she was feeling from her sisters, caused her to miscarriage. The loss of her unborn child, was the final straw and she sank into a deep depression letting the sadness and pain of the world fill her up and she died of a broken heart. So it was that it was not a demon that took the life of the first sister and broke the power of three for good, but the weight and sadness of the world.

A tear ran down his cheek at this memory and he turned his head and wiped it away. Wyatt, too, was crying, 'he is still in my head' Chris though. The rest of the family was confused as tears ran down the faces of the only two men in the Warren line. "It's nothing important," Chris said to be met by a look from his brother, who had just seen a memory of his aunt dying and was about to disagree. "It didn't happen this time Wy," He said tilting his head to Phoebe and Coop who were curled up together at the bottom of the bed, "Be happy for this life. Do not mourn for something that never happened."

It was clear that Phoebe could feel the pain radiating from him and his brother. He saw a look of understanding wash over her face before she smiled at her nephew's reassuring words to his brother. She was proud of him.

Chris turned to look at the younger four girls in turn, the girls who had not existed in his future. "Prue and Penny existed in the other world. But I'm sorry," Chris said looking down, "I don't know who you are."

The oldest of the remaining unknown girls, Phoebe's daughter judging by the brown wavy hair, spoke, "I guess we should go in order of age then," she muttered to herself before speaking to Chris. "Obviously my name would be Patty, as I got the last historical P name." She had a punk rock attitude and judging by her black PJs, dressed like one two. "I like rock music, I play the guitar and I like stargazing." The last she muttered like it was something a bit embarrassing.

After a few seconds of awkward silent and an elbow from Patty into the side of one of two identical red haired girls, they spoke up. "My name is Philippa, Pippa or Pip for short."

"And my name is Poppy." The first girl, Pip, seemed to have a lot of energy while Poppy was quiet and shy but he had a feeling that appearances could be deceiving, he had a suspicion that these two when together could cause some real mischief.

"We call them Pip and Pop," piped up the youngest of the group. She had the darkest hair of the Halliwell girls, resembling the colour of her father's, she also had his blue eyes. "I'm Payton, Pay for short or just call me baby, everyone does. Seriously! I just turned 17 and I'm still treated like the baby of the family." She added with an exasperated sigh.

The rest of the family, Chris included, turned to her and in unison said, "You are!" Chris felt a memory come to the front of his mind.

This was the first time Chris had been allowed to hold one of his aunts' babies. Before they had said he was too young to hold them and he was only allowed to look at them over the crib and spin the mobile. But this time, now he was seven, he got placed on the big armchair in the lounge by his uncle Coop and the small two day old baby placed gently in his arms by his Aunt Phoebe. Chris had sat there with her little fingers wrapped around his and thought that this was the most amazing thing in the world. It was the first time that his young mind had fully realised how amazing the world could be.

Chris was broken out of his memory by the large door to his room opening and his father stepping in. Chris sighed in relief, final he might get this stupid thing off. He lifted his leg up as much as he could, which in reality was less than a foot off the bed, the chain jingling, "Can you please get this thing off me" he asked in desperation. His father chuckled at his melodramatics. "You haven't change much at all," he told Chris as he slipped the key into the lock located between the chain and the cuff around his ankle. Much to his disappointment, the cuff didn't come undone, the chain merely fell away so Chris could leave the bed and walk around but his powers were still bound. Chris gave his father an evil look, to which Leo responded with a slight grimace, "Sorry, Chris, The council didn't want you orbing away." Chris looked down at the bed, what Leo had said had really upset him, it just further imbedded that he was in an impossible situation, he looked up at his father and muttered, "I have nowhere to go." Hopelessness dulled his bright green eyes.

End of Chapter 3


Here are some character profiles so I don't really have to describe the characters to much in the story.

Wyatt (Wy) Mathew Halliwell – 24 – Piper and Leo's son – Looks like in the TV series, short blond hair and brown eyes, Chris's opposite – same character as in the TV show. Warm, friendly, optimistic, overly protective of his siblings and cousins. Has a slight craving for power as a child but as he grew up realised the responsibility that went with it and didn't want it. Took it on himself to be there for his brother and has since become Chris's most trusted friend and adviser as well as Chris's second in command.

Christopher (Chris) Perry Halliwell – 23 – Piper and Leo's son – looks like in the TV series but is a bit more muscular, dark brown hair and green eyes, Wyatt's opposite – same character as in the TV series, stubborn, smart, sarcastic, kind and strong. His good life version is very similar to his bad life version, without the neurotic attitude. Chris has still had power and responsibility unwillingly thrust upon him, but not all at once and he has had time to learn and except it. He has the biggest heart and can be the kindest person, but can change in an instant to be the decisive General of the Army.

Prudence (Prue) Charlotte Halliwell – 21 – Phoebe and Coop's oldest daughter – Brown straight long hair and blue eyes, average height – has a bit of a punk rock, woman's power attitude, being the first born girl of the next generation after her two cousins. She is not as powerful as the two boys, and felt the need to make up for it in attitude in her mid teenage years, much to Phoebe and Coop's dismay, let's just say that those were not an easy few years. But as she got older, around 17 and Chris and Wyatt were dragged away more often to participate in the leadership of the magical world, she became the protector of her younger siblings and cousins and with this found her place within the Halliwell family

Penelope (Penny) Isabel Mitchell– 20 – Paige and Henry's oldest daughter – Red hair and brown eyes, looks a bit like a mini Paige clone - Has never had the need to prove herself to anyone. She has always been popular and has a lot of friends. She is very independent and had to be from a young age as with two little twin sisters, her parents often had their arms full. This lead to her having a very close relationship with her other cousins, especially Chris as he too had a very independent streak and they have a similar sense of humour and way of looking at the world as her and they would always go on little adventures together, only once to the underworld. When the elders started taking Chris away she withdrew a little into herself, not because she felt left behind, but because she didn't like seeing her favourite cousin upset, she became close to Mel as she also suffered from the same loss and together they tried to make Chris feel better about the direction his life was taking.

Melinda (Mel) Patience Halliwell – 19 – Piper and Leo's daughter – long, straight, light brown hair, half way between Leo's blond and Piper's brown and Piper's brown eyes, the youngest and only girl out of her family she was spoiled rotten as a child but both her parents and her brothers, she was the boy favourite 'toy' when she was young and she adored them. When Chris and Wyatt were older and were taken away during the days to learn and study about how to lead a kingdom and came home stressed and upset, she took it upon herself to try and cheer them up and 'keep them real'. This mean she got more annoying to distract them from their troubles and the brothers loved her dearly for her effort.

Patricia (Patty) Astrid Halliwell – 19 – Phoebe and Coop's daughter - Wavy brown hair and hazel eyes - The middle child of the 7 Halliwell girls she looked up to her older sister rather that her eldest cousins, she was a bit of a tom boy. She took after her in trend and life decisions. In her early teenage years she felt a little abandoned as her older and younger sisters and cousins demanded more attention, she didn't know how to make her presence more known, so taking a leaf out of sister's book and adopted the punk rock attitude and it kinda stuck, she felt like she was an individual for once not the older or younger sister of the other girls.

Poppy (Pop) Laura Mitchell – 18 – Paige and Henry's twin daughter

Philippa (Pippa or Pip) Grace Halliwell - 18 – Paige and Henry's twin daughter

Identical red haired twins with their father's blue eyes – Pip has a quite hyper and energetic personality, while Poppy is quite shy but that shouldn't deceive you. When Poppy gets out on to the sports field or into a fight with a demon, she becomes a bit of a wild animal and it is Pip who is trying to cool her down. The twins mean everything to each other and are almost impossible to separate. They have been dating another set of twins for a year now and things seem to be going well. Demons know better to attack them as they are never apart and work so in sink that no demon would survive. The rest of the family have also noticed this and don't feel the need to go above and beyond the regular family protection even though they are the second youngest in the family, so all the extra protection gets landed on Payton

Payton (Pay) Helena Halliwell - 17 – Phoebe and Coop's daughter – She has the darkest brown hair of all the next generation and blue eyes – As the youngest, she was always loved and protected by every member of the family, something that she loved until she was around 14 and wanted to start making decisions for herself, Even at just 17 everyone stills calls her baby, and it is starting to really piss her off. She wants to prove herself as an individual and often takes it to far getting into trouble and her family, Wyatt and Chris generally have to show up and bail her out, though even the two boys have learn better that to tell her parents of her little escapades, many of them evolving the underworld.


So I hope you liked it, it took me a little while to get started and pick up the flow, but I think it ended up alright. Yes, I took most of the middle names from the ancestor spell, except for Isabel and Patience. I just thought Isabel fitted and it could be Henry's mother name or something and Patience, I figured that Mel needed a P in her name somewhere and it was a virtue that she would probably need with two powerful brothers with a huge destiny.

Any Yes! At just under 10,000 words I managed to get Chris out of bed.

So, please review. They have really helped guide this story in the right direction. The next chapter will be from Leo's POV most likely as I feel he is the last major character we need to see into before this story gets completely under way, and we will most likely, properly meet the council. Arrh, I guess I will have to make up a name for the elder who I keep mentioning.

Wishing you all a good weekend, until next time

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