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Fiction Ghost Writer – Well, we'll see if she believed him or not :P
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crlncyln – You''ll find out, don't worry :)
JadeAlmasy – Ah, yes, someone screwed up big time :D

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Charmed and it's characters

Wyatt sighed tiredly. He was walking around his mansion and every time he met someone his headache spiked. This didn't have any sense. To improve his mood the Source decided to go to the dungeons, where he could take out some of his frustration on the prisoners. But as he neared his destination his head almost exploded as a whole bunch of emotions hit him. The pain, the fear, the desperation and despair. Wyatt quickly shimmered... No, that won't work, he remembered. He orbed to his room, collapsing on his bed, immediately feeling better. What the hell was happening? He was the Source of All Evil! He couldn't have empathy! Good thing, that he learned some tricks from Chris, so now, that he knew what was wrong, he could deal with it, temporarily.

The Source stared at his ceiling for some time now, planning what to do. There was a possibility, that he had his brothers powers right now, since he still could orb and had telekinesis. And Chris possessed a very strong empathy. If it was it's basic version, he could stand a chance, but in this case there was no way Wyatt could keep the barriers for long. He was not meant to be an Empath. Bonding this power was tempting, but out of the question. If Chris knew, that he was even considering it... Wyatt shuddered. His brother might be kind, nice and friendly, but when he was really pissed off even the Source preferred to get out of his way. He really didn't like to be attacked by his own powers. He stood up, to take another walk, but the golden-white lights surrounded him, transferring him somewhere else.

"We need to talk," Benny hissed to Egon as soon as he found him.

"You're kidding," the thief replied dryly, moving one of the artifacts to the box. "What happened? Everyone thinks I'm you!"

"And everyone thinks I'm you!" Benny sighed. "It must be the glove. Something went wrong."

"Oh, really?" came the sarcastically reply from the Egon. "I thought, that you know what are you doing."

"I don't know what happened." Benny snapped in irritation and somewhat guilty. "This wasn't supposed to work this way!"

"DEMONS!" someone shouted. Everyone scattered around, rushing to hide or preparing to fight. Those, who have power of some form of transport, took as many persons as they could with them.

Benny looked at Egon, terrified.

"Move!" the thief pushed the young man in the direction of evacuation route. But there was no point. The demons came form everywhere, literally swarming the entire building. The fight was quick. The defenses fell almost immediately, without doing much damage to the attackers. Half of the remaining members of the Resistance was killed, when they attempted to escape. Those who not, were took to the prison. Benny and Egon among them.

The demon leading the attack was pleased. Not only he found the lost artifacts, but also managed to conquer one of the important strongholds of the Resistance. And had new prisoners to interrogate. Lord Wyatt will be pleased as well.

"What do you mean, you have Wyatt's powers?" Piper frowned. "Wyatt has his powers."

"His baby version, yes, but the Wyatt from my future..."

"So, my son will have the fireballs in the future?" asked the Charmed One curiously.

"What?" Chris blinked. There were more pressing issues that discussing what powers Wyatt will be having. "No. I mean yes. Well, not exactly... I hope not."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Piper looked at him suspiciously.

"Nothing at all," said Chris innocently.

Piper narrowed her eyes, but decided to let it slip. "Why you would have his powers?" the Charmed One continued hers interrogation.

"I don't know!" Chris threw his arms up. "I don't even know what happened!"

"Then let's find out."

"And how you propose to do that?" the Whitelighter huffed.

"We'll summon him here," Piper smiled triumphantly. Yes, she's going to summon her son from the future and she will learn everything, what Chris didn't tell them.

Chris paled, "What? Y-you can't."

"And why not?" the Charmed One walked to the Book of Shadows to find a suitable spell.

Chris shifted nervously, racking his brain for a good reason why she shouldn't do it, but he found none. At least, in which she would believe. So he settled for the truth. "Look, it's really bad idea. You don't know everything. And there were some reasons, why I didn't tell you this, but... Oh, God," he carded his fingers through his hair. How he was going to tell her that? "I didn't tell you this, because I didn't want to hurt you, but... Wyatt is evil in my time. I came here to save him from turning evil."

"What?" Piper laughed at him. "My son is not evil!"

"I'm sorry, but he is," informed Chris gravely. "He's the Source. He's ruling the world. He's killing people..."

"Stop it!" Piper shouted, blowing him up. Or trying to. The shield went up, protecting him from her power. "You damn liar! I'll summon him, just to prove you wrong and then I swear, I'm going to blow your ass back to the future!"

"Piper, please," Chris tried to reason with her, bringing the shield down.

"Shut up!" she growled and recited the spell. After a moment the gold-white orbs appeared.