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Post by RP Muse on Aug 17, 2006 23:12:13 GMT -5
Mel looked at the pain in his eyes and had to look away it hurt too much. She didn’t know what to do she was completely helpless, and powerless. There was absolutely nothing she could do about it. “Please Chris don’t go, you have too much to lose……you have a baby and and it…it needs a father and you……” She said with pleading eyes. Her lip looked like it was about to burst as she was doing her best to fight back the tears. She felt constricted, and trapped. Her world was suddenly turned upside down and there was no way to set it right.
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Post by italiannna on Aug 17, 2006 23:15:43 GMT -5
Chris could feel the poison flow in his blood system... He could feel it eating away at what was keeping him alive... He started coughing... It hurt so much.... He heard Melinda telling him to fight... He heard her mention his baby.... His child.... He knew the baby needed it's father.... He was trying so hard to fight the poison but it was so strong. He began to shiver....
"So.... cold..."
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Post by RP Muse on Aug 17, 2006 23:29:30 GMT -5
At this point she couldn’t hold it any longer. Those words hit her ears and she went in complete shock. “No, don’t say that….” She said shaking her head then looked at the fear in eyes. She had never seen her brother look so fearful in her life.
She had to suck it up, even if she only had a few minutes left she had to be strong. She quickly took a couple of breaths and stopped the tears that came rolling down her face and looked straight in to her brothers eyes.
“Listen to me Chris, you have to fight this. I know you can do this. You have to just relax and don’t focus on your body just let it go. You can’t leave us you have a baby and it is going to need you. Just relax your body but still fight it….”She said swallowing hard trying keep her composure at a calm. “I’m going to get some water…..” She said then made her way out.
She quickly filled a glass with water and wetted a washcloth with warm water and quickly took as many blankets as she could from the linen closet. She did not why she was grabbing so many blankets, the kind of cold he was feeling was not going to be helped by blankets but she did not care. She quickly made her way back in the room and put some blankets over him and the washcloth on his head and helped him sip the water. Maybe the water would dilute the poison, somewhat and slow down the process. Melinda knew that was wishful thinking but her mind was not in a logical state, at this point logic would not help them only hope.
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Post by italiannna on Aug 17, 2006 23:36:04 GMT -5
Chris coughed some more. He heard Melinda start talking about his child and how they all needed him to be strong and to fight this.... He was honestly tired of fighting.... One side of him wanted to close his eyes and throw in the towel, but he knew that he could not do that. There were so many people here that needed him the live... he needed himself to live. he wanted to alive to see his child be born and to raise it and love it.
Chris saw Melinda leave the room. He touched the wound on his stomach... The blood was still pretty fresh.... He lifted his shirt a bit and saw that the wound and his skin around the wound had started to turn dark purple and in some areas black. Chris felt like he was going to throw up... This was bad... Very bad...
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Post by AjentAnjel :) on Aug 18, 2006 14:40:31 GMT -5
Cherish couldn't focus, for a brief moment she was strong, but then it was gone, and reality sank in. I can't lose you, our baby can't lose you she thought. Melinda pulled out the arrow, but it wasn't slowing it down, Chris just kept getting worse and worse, "What are we going to do?" Cherish hadn't a clue as to what to do to help, she couldn't heal, and Andy wasn't coming, a hospital wasn't going to help, she was helpless.
Cherish started pacing around thinking about what she could do to at least make him more comfortable. She went to the bathroom and got some gauze and numbing cream for the wound, then soaked a washcloth in cold water. When she went back to Chris she wasn't sure how much longer he had, but she was going to try. She cleaned the wound, applied the cream, and dressed it, then wiped the sweat from his brow and dabbed around his neck. "You are going to be okay"
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Post by Assassin Witch on Aug 18, 2006 17:16:10 GMT -5
Men were easy. She didn't look like an assassin, just a pretty woman. That was the point. Wyatt had her at meetings and doing errands, but she didn't hang around the Underworld unless it was to find information. That's why this warlock was oblivous to her. He was telling her his plans and what the faction was up to. The beauty of being an assassin witch was that people believe she was evil. She was neutral. Phoenixes didn't have sides. The warlock's guard was down and when he went into her for a kiss (since they had spent an hour chatting about a lot of things, and he believed she was into it), she leaned in and before their lips touched, Bianca's hand shot into his chest and she sucked out his powers. The effect made him scworm and when she was done stripping his powers, she threw an energy ball at him to vanquish the warlock.
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Post by RP Muse on Aug 19, 2006 13:19:54 GMT -5
Melinda knew the situation had gone from bad to worse and it was only a matter of time, but Melinda couldn’t focus on that. She pushed the negativity out of her mind and looked back over at Chris. Then Cherish started cleaning out his wound and she stepped out of the way a second. Trying her hardest to think of something but, was running on empty. She went back over to Chris and knelt down beside him and grabbed his hand, to relax his fears. She knew he was scared, whether he wanted to admit it or not. “Chris……there is always a way, you just have to hold on. Don’t give up, we need you and you need us. Your child is going to need you. Just hold on, we are going to figure this out. There has got to be a way, you just have to hold on.” She said staying strong for him. She had to be strong for her brother.
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Post by italiannna on Aug 19, 2006 22:03:46 GMT -5
Chris felt so tired ans so weak.... he thought about sleeping.... He closed his eyes for a little bit... Just a little bit. He then felt something pressing on his stomach. The pain jolted him awake again... He saw Cherish trying to clean up the wound. Chris sadly shook his head, that wasn't going to so anything... It was only a matter of time before the poison killed him.
The sweat continued to pour down his face.... Cherish wiped the sweat from his face... He looked up at her and smiled weakly... He spoke in very small voice...
"Tell the baby.... That I'll always be there..."
Chris gently touched Cherish's arm... He felt the tears coming to his eyes.... His heart was slowly breaking as the poison was taking away the minutes of his life.
"I'm... s-sorry..."
He had another coughing episode... God! He couldn't take it anymore.... He wanted to stop fighting... He couldn't do this anymore... It was then that Chris saw Melinda walk into the room and talk to him. Her words touched his soul and gave him a small bit of hope... He smiled and closed his eyes to relax...
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Post by RP Muse on Aug 21, 2006 21:33:11 GMT -5
Melinda looked at Chris and knew him all too well; she had to keep him fighting. She couldn’t let him give up. Melinda heard him say he was sorry, she closed her eyes a second, to keep from blowing her composure. “Chris, listen to me. I know right now you may feel like not fighting anymore, but I know you don’t give up so easily. Chris…you are going to have a child and when it grows up it is going to need a father. You have to keep fighting so you can hold it when it’s first born, and celebrate its first birthday, or teach it it’s first word. See its first loose tooth. Walk it to its first day of school and if it’s a girl one day you can walk her down the aisle on her wedding day. She said softly hoping to get Chris, fighting more. If she could remind him of his future child. Maybe he would make it. If he died he wouldn’t be able to do any of those things.
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Post by italiannna on Aug 21, 2006 21:41:13 GMT -5
Chris's breaths were becoming more separated and raspy... He opened his eyes, and looked up at his sister... He saw that she was trying to hard to keep herself together... He appreciated her for that, but he couldn't let all of this fall on her shoulders... He looked at her straight in the eyes... He knew her so well, she was blaming hersels for what was going on right now. He grabbed her hand...
"This is not your fault....." He whispered to her in a low voice....
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Post by RP Muse on Aug 21, 2006 21:55:16 GMT -5
Melinda felt Chris grab her hand and tell her it wasn’t her fault. He was wrong it was her fault. If she hadn’t told Andy to go away he would be here right now healing Chris and everything would be okay, but no she had to be a b*tch and tell him to go away. Melinda looked down she did not want Chris to see her face right that second. She knew it was her fault, and now there was no way to fix it. She looked back over at Chris who looked like he was about to fall asleep, that was not good, if he fell asleep, he wouldn’t be waking up. She decided to remind him of happy moments, but would avoid times with Wyatt or Mom that would most likely motivate him to go the other way. Chris, remember….when I was like 4 and….it was Cherishes birthday and I accidentally blew up her cake…..and then you told her the dog did it and there was no dog. We were crazy kids…You know you have to be there for the silly moments when your child grows up.
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Post by italiannna on Aug 21, 2006 22:14:37 GMT -5
Chris smiled at the thought of those memories. His mind began to think about other memories... The ones that made him happy. Memories that involved the people he cared about. He thought about his close bond with his sister. How they would always prank each other and then how they would get Cherish caught up in the craziness to.
Chris thought about the first time he met Bianca... Oh God Bianca! He thought about her to... Was he never going to see her again? Was she still waiting for him at her apartment?
His mind was racing. He decided to think about other things. He thought about his mother... Her beautiful gentle face and her long soft brown hair... He wanted to see her again and he had a chance to..... He could feel her presence there... He closed his eyes again...
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Post by RP Muse on Aug 21, 2006 22:28:02 GMT -5
Melinda looked down at Chris and then she started thinking of the past. Everything they had gone through together. She then started thinking of her mother all the happy times she shared her Chris and Wyatt. She couldn’t lose Chris, she wasn’t ready to lose someone else especially Chris. She loved him too much and she wasn’t going to lose him there had to be a way. Why couldn’t she think of it? She looked down at Chris again and noticed there was hair in his face, while he was relaxing. She gently brushed it out of the way. There was something, she knew it but she couldn’t put her finger on it.
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Post by italiannna on Aug 21, 2006 22:37:35 GMT -5
Chris could feel that he wasn't in reality anymore... He felt like he was in a dream...
This can't be good....
He looked around he saw the apartment... This was so weird... Where was he? What was going on? The room suddenly became black. Chris began to panic... Was he dying? Well he WAS dying... but was this the end? Right now? Was it his time to go? He looked up ahead and he saw a figure illuminated in white bright lights. He saw the figure coming closer and closer to him, but for some reason, he wasn't afraid. He looked more closely and he couldn't believe what he saw... He said in a scared voice.... (Mel and Cher will hear him)
"Mom?"
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Post by RP Muse on Aug 21, 2006 22:58:49 GMT -5
Mel was searching through her mind, for a solution when suddenly she heard Chris say ‘mom’. Mel felt her heart skip a beat, her face going white. This couldn’t be happening, seeing mom could only mean one thing…."Chris…..” She said in a low voice. She didn’t know what to do now. She looked down at Chris this couldn’t be it. She tried her hardest not to break down in tears again. She had been holding them back for so long. Now he was going to die and there was nothing she could do about it. “Chris……” She said again the tears starting to run down her face and onto Chri's face. She had tried her hardest to stay strong but now it was too late, at least she thinks it is.
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Post by italiannna on Aug 21, 2006 23:14:56 GMT -5
Chris watched as his mother, Piper Halliwell walked to him with open arms. Chris went to her and wanted to hug her so badly but something was holding him back... Something inside told him that if he went to her.... He wasn't going back...
"I'm sorry... I can't go..."
Piper just smiled at him and she touched his face. Chris smiled and felt his mother's hand.... She then spoke to him...
"It's alright... I know you're scared... But you can't hold on forever.."
Chris had a sad expression on his face... He looked down and shook his head.
"I have to try...."
It was then that Piper smiled one last time before walking away. She whispered "I love you to him". Chris smiled.
"I love you to...."
Chris then saw his surroundings change again. This time he was back at the apartment, but he saw himself lying down on the bed and he saw Mel crying and holding onto him and he saw a very scared Cherish as well... He looked at his hands, they were transparent...
"Uh oh..."
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Post by RP Muse on Aug 21, 2006 23:34:53 GMT -5
Mel’s lip was trembling, as she looked down at Chris, he looked so at peace. He looked just liked mom had….when. Mel continued to look down at Chris. This was it he was dead. Her mind was too much into shock that she didn’t even think to check his pulse. “I’m so sorry….” She said then kissed the top of his forehead, It was so cold…..Then suddenly out of nowhere she heard him say ‘Uh oh’ she looked over at Cherish who didn’t seem to hear anything, she just looked in shock like she had been for the last five minutes. Melinda looked at Chris who's eyes were closed and wasn’t moving how could he have spoken? “Chris!? What…..What happened, why…you….” She said starting to freak out a bit.
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Post by italiannna on Aug 21, 2006 23:41:55 GMT -5
Chris was still trying to figure out what was going on... Was he dead? He didn't feel like he was dead... He could have been dead if he had taken his mother's hands... But he didn't... So what exactly was going on?
His thoughts were interrupted as he saw Melinda start freaking out. She was calling out to him... Did that mean she could hear him..... Chis started waving his hands around.
"Mel? Mel... Over here..."
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Post by RP Muse on Aug 21, 2006 23:46:53 GMT -5
Mel heard Chris again but couldn’t see him, but she could feel him. She concentrated carefully to where his voice and then looked directly at him unknowingly. Maybe there was still hope? She had left her body before and was still here. As long as death wasn’t knocking at his door, he still had a chance, but she did not dare ask him. “Chris? I can’t see you…what’s happening?” She asked concerned. Please be nothing….please be nothing. She thought over and over in her head.
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Post by italiannna on Aug 22, 2006 0:00:45 GMT -5
Chris watched hopefully as his sisterturned to face him. He sighed in relief as she could hear him. But how? Was because of a link they had? Maybe it was because the same thing had happened to her... Chris shook his head and looked at his comatose body laying on the bed.
"I dunno what's going on... I mean I was about to pass on, but I decided to stay... To give you guys more time to figure this out, but I don't have much time left."
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