Richerkvin was left on the floor huffing for breath, still shaken from the experience. Wyatt was stunned at both the violence his other self displayed and Chris' casual attitude towards the whole thing.
"How about instead of the Charmed Ones just the blood of their oldest? You know the famed twice blessed child." Chris said as if what just happened didn't faze him like it did Wyatt and Richerkvin.
Richerkvin's eyes went wide and looked up at Chris still visibly shaken "If you're serious then you have a deal! Why are you so desperate to get rid of Barbas if you don't mind me asking?"
"Barbas is one of two beings responsible for turning Wyatt into what you just saw. So if you value your life you'll help us prevent that future and possibly your own death as well."
Richerkvin thought about it. He knew even Chris couldn't promise he wouldn't die, only that if they prevented Wyatt from becoming that person he wouldn't die like that. He didn't like the idea of having to bow down and kiss the ass of the Charmed Ones' offspring. Not to mention having to beg him for his life. "Fine, I'll agree to send Barbas to another realm. Bring the pipe with the blood on it back to me this time tomorrow and we shall then summon Barbas and by that time I'll know more on how to send him to an in-between dimension. No one will reach him there."
Chris nodded, "Deal. We'll have the summoning spell ready."
After they left the Bazaar area Wyatt grabbed Chris. "What the hell was that? You showed him the future and made him suffer! How did you know it wouldn't backfire?"
"I did it so that he would see that he would be working for and die by the hands of the Charmed Ones' child, which was something a lot of demons had a problem with in the beginning. Not so much after a while. It was a chance I felt needed to be taken."
"But why go to the trouble of making him live it and suffer? Is...is it because of what he did to Aunt Paige's house?"
Chris glared at him, "Actually I didn't know he was the one who did it. I mistook him for one that laughed about mom's death. Wyatt tortured him for weeks publicly. This guy got off easy compared to the one I was thinking of."
Wyatt was appalled at how casually Chris talked about the torture. Almost like he was disappointed that it wasn't the other demon he had been thinking of. "But how can you be so calm talking about it as if it were a movie you just saw?"
"So you're siding with demons now? You're thinking we should go easy on them?" Chris retorted with raised eyebrows. Every time he told Wyatt anything about his future, Wyatt judged him and it was starting to get irritating.
"No, of course not. But I can't condone torture!" Wyatt shouted in response, shocked by Chris' actions, or lack thereof.
"You do what needs to be done!" Chris countered just as passionately.
"Is...is that really your world? All that destruction? What about the people I saw that were injured? What happened to them?" Wyatt asked, trying to understand how Chris could just stand there amidst the destruction like it was nothing.
"Yes it's really my world!" Chris snapped becoming defensive, insulted that Wyatt felt he'd faked the whole thing. "I don't know what people you're referring to. There weren't any civilians on the street. Even if there had been, they would have run seeing Wyatt there."
Wyatt wondered why Chris didn't see the people on the street? "But there were people in the streets? Why don't you care?"
"I've been trying to save as many witches and mortals as possible since forming the resistance soon after breaking free of Wyatt not long after I turned 16. When you live in a dystopian future where torture is common place you get used to it. If you want to judge me for it, go ahead. I take back what I said about you not lasting an hour you wouldn't last 10 minutes. You'd want to try to save everyone. Getting yourself killed in the process."
Wyatt decided it was best to change the subject before Chris really got angry. He knew his Chris when severely angered would sometimes become charged and let out a little electricity. Not intentionally, just he lacked full control when angry. He wondered if this Chris had better control or was just not angry enough to let go yet as he didn't see any sparks yet. "Won't he just go after my baby self now?" Wyatt asked, looking to make sure there really weren't any sparks coming off of Chris.
Chris shrugged, "So let him try. After he helps us get rid of Barbas if he attempts anything mom and the others are more than capable of taking him out. Besides I made sure the pipe can't draw in innocents or good witches. I made sure of that when I created it."
"But how did you create it? That guy said the pipe thingy was destroyed. Did you summon it from the past?"
"No, I told you, I created it. I simply took a picture of it I found at magic school since Wyatt has the book of shadows hidden. Have you ever heard of 3D printing?"
"That's how you did it?"
"With a little magical assistance, it's almost like the original."
"How're we going to get near the baby to get the blood you volunteered? Isn't that just as hard as trying to get it from mom and the others?"
At that Chris smirked, "I didn't volunteer the baby's blood. I volunteered yours. That way we avoid both problems."
Wyatt's eyes went wide, not having expected that as an answer. "Then, why did you agree to coming back tomorrow instead of later today or doing it then?"
"Did you really think I'd let the likes of that demon know who you really are by offering the blood then and there? Besides if he knew who we really were he'd be demanding more. Right now he just knows I'm the Charmed Ones' whitelighter. Let's get back to the house and find that spell to summon Barbas and one to vanquish Richerkvin if he tries to double cross us."
Once in the attic they find the Charmed Ones, Leo, P.J. and Melinda. Then Chris noticed some guy he'd never seen before also there.
Piper glared at him, "Where have you two been?"
Wyatt shrunk back as he always did when their mother yelled at them.
Chris however didn't even flinch. He was too used to dealing with his mother's outburst. "The same thing we do every day. Try to find a way to stop the person responsible for turning Wyatt."
Wyatt couldn't believe Chris had the courage to stand against their mother's anger.
"Well maybe if you hadn't been off on a wild goose chase you'd know that you were wrong. Wyatt was just kidnapped!" Piper said.
"What?!" Chris and Wyatt yelled at the same time. Both fearing Richerkvin had double crossed them and sent demons here, though knowing that it had been too quick for that to actually be the case.
"That's right, it was a group called The Order. There aren't any elders involved with it." Leo said, proud they found out who did the crime and it really wasn't any elders.
Chris wracked his brain, "I don't remember them. But they're not the ones responsible."
"No, this has to be them. Now once we get Wyatt back, we can be rid of all of you." Piper said firmly.
Only Phoebe seemed sad about that as she wanted to know why she felt so strongly connected to P.J. plus she still couldn't explain why she kept wanting to call her Ladybug and why she seemed okay with a stranger calling her that.