Post by Nite Owl on Jan 9, 2005 21:43:58 GMT -5
Author: MJ Rosemary
I think this may be my second post here!!!! Thankyou for letting me post!!!!!!!! Rolls on floor!!!!!!!!
Blood which Binds
Rating: PG13-R
Summer: Fearing they know too much to soon, Chris attempts to change the past, and every action has a consequence.
Spoilers: Takes place season 6, before Phoebe knows of Chris's identity. After Chris-Crossed.
Author Note: Some of you may recognise this from Fanfiction net, and may also notice how much it’s changed. When writing the second chapter, my original thoughts and ideas concerning the piece no longer seemed to flow, and I was having major problems and was forced to change the last scene between Piper and Chris slightly, I have also added another small part after this. Please forgive me for this, and I hope it makes it slightly easier to read once I have all the parts written. A few reviews expressed their confusion towards the end of this chapter, and I have tried to improve upon it, and hope the extra little bits have made the reading slightly easier to understand. However, technically, this is still the first chapter, and a lot will be revealed within the second, which is being written at the moment. If you’re still confused, I will happily summarise this chapter for you. I’ve leant over time that my writing tends to be very confusing, and I am deeply sorry for this. This is also my first Charmed fic, so please be nice, as may be slightly terrible lol
Last author note – PLEASE READ: Those who read this on fanfic.net will know it has been a while since I have posted, and I have to apologise, as the review response was AMAZING... 20 odd reviews for one chapter is pretty good. Sadly since then I have suffered several personal tragedies, which have effected my self-esteem, which obviously has effected my writing. (Although I am currently writing a dark Charmed – Chris based fic) Everything is improving, and I’m hoping to be back on track soon.
Chapter One
Then...
The pain was the same, as was the steady throbbing against his chest. Please stop...
"It’s been a while since you last screamed" The older spoke softly, while his hands tenderly brushed hair from within the others eyes. "They’re beginning to find you boring" Then, entwining his fingers within dark, damp hair, he forced pained features to gaze upon his own cold expression. "When did you stop listening to me, Chris?" And although his voice appeared almost gentle, his hands were as comforting as a cruel winter.
"W...hen you...st...opped b...being my... b...brother" The words were almost lost beneath his pained coughs, as Chris sought to escape the others cruel grasp.
"Scream for them"
Now...
The wall no longer formed support against his sudden dizziness, and Chris found himself lying painfully against the cold, cruel floor, cradling a tender and bruised arm. "Not good..." Glancing around, he gently raised himself, before looking towards the small child sleeping within his crib. Wyatt...
His older brother had always commented upon his hair, and when playing among the other boys, he’d asked how he saw beneath the thick strands. Chris knew Wyatt sought to irritate him, and ignore his brothers’ smug remarks. Though, he remembered once, when lying across his mothers’ bed, Wyatt had swept the loose strands away. He’d thanked him later, at the time being to unwell to consider the simple act as kindness.
His brother hadn’t always been unkind.
"Chris?"
Dizzy, and unprepared, the young whitelighter stumbled. "Leo!" Chris winced, "damn!" His gaze momentarily caught the table, and wondered whether he’d damaged it during his sudden fall. He remembered the wall no longer held against his back, and his arm painfully slamming into something solid. “Don’t do that”
"Sorry, did I catch you at a bad moment?"
The Elders’ words seemed oddly sympathetic, and Chris glanced up blankly. Then, unable to except the warmth within Leo’s eyes, he turned away, seeking to numb the pained confusion, and to re-close the protective walls.
"Piper’s calling” Leo continued upon Chris’s silence, however, when noticing the others lack of movement, his voice quickly hardened, almost becoming harsh. "Chris! Upstairs" His cold expression soon broke through Chris’s troubled thoughts, and the younger Whitelighter once more captured the gaze of his father. The older man appeared far closer to the man he had come to know.
"Yeah..." Not awaiting an answer, he left Leo alone, allowing the other to ponder his sudden thoughts concerning the young whitelighter. Had he witnessed pain within the youth? Turning, Leo stumbled for a second, noticing the table Chris had reached for, and its damaged leg...
~~~~
"You don’t look to healthy..." Piper spoke questionably, as her whitelighter orbed in beside her. "In fact, I’d say you look like you went head on with a demon." Her eyes caught his own, almost toying with his silence. "Hmmm..."
"What? You called me..." Chris spoke quickly, defending himself against the women’s questioning eyes. His gaze briefly caught several pairs of clothing scattered beneath and around her feet.
"Caught you at a bad time? I’m sorry your whitelighter obligations interfere with your social life,
Chris, but you have a duty to be here, on time... and when we call."
Her voice never raised, nor did she sound angry, and Chris wondered why she had spent the last three minutes calling his name. There were no demons, blood or breakage’s, in fact, she almost looked as though she was waiting for something, or someone...
"You’re going out!"
"Can I trust you to keep an eye on Wyatt? For an hour?" She asked. "I’m meeting up with Greg"
"What, no... You can’t go out.” You’re not meant to! “Babysitting isn’t part of my Whitelighter obligations!” He almost scoffed at an afterthought.
"Paige and Phoebe will be back in an hour, and then you can go off and do what ever you were doing" She waved a hand towards him, as though the act would rid him of his life outside the Manner. "What ever that is"
"But..."
I think this may be my second post here!!!! Thankyou for letting me post!!!!!!!! Rolls on floor!!!!!!!!
Blood which Binds
Rating: PG13-R
Summer: Fearing they know too much to soon, Chris attempts to change the past, and every action has a consequence.
Spoilers: Takes place season 6, before Phoebe knows of Chris's identity. After Chris-Crossed.
Author Note: Some of you may recognise this from Fanfiction net, and may also notice how much it’s changed. When writing the second chapter, my original thoughts and ideas concerning the piece no longer seemed to flow, and I was having major problems and was forced to change the last scene between Piper and Chris slightly, I have also added another small part after this. Please forgive me for this, and I hope it makes it slightly easier to read once I have all the parts written. A few reviews expressed their confusion towards the end of this chapter, and I have tried to improve upon it, and hope the extra little bits have made the reading slightly easier to understand. However, technically, this is still the first chapter, and a lot will be revealed within the second, which is being written at the moment. If you’re still confused, I will happily summarise this chapter for you. I’ve leant over time that my writing tends to be very confusing, and I am deeply sorry for this. This is also my first Charmed fic, so please be nice, as may be slightly terrible lol
Last author note – PLEASE READ: Those who read this on fanfic.net will know it has been a while since I have posted, and I have to apologise, as the review response was AMAZING... 20 odd reviews for one chapter is pretty good. Sadly since then I have suffered several personal tragedies, which have effected my self-esteem, which obviously has effected my writing. (Although I am currently writing a dark Charmed – Chris based fic) Everything is improving, and I’m hoping to be back on track soon.
Chapter One
Then...
The pain was the same, as was the steady throbbing against his chest. Please stop...
"It’s been a while since you last screamed" The older spoke softly, while his hands tenderly brushed hair from within the others eyes. "They’re beginning to find you boring" Then, entwining his fingers within dark, damp hair, he forced pained features to gaze upon his own cold expression. "When did you stop listening to me, Chris?" And although his voice appeared almost gentle, his hands were as comforting as a cruel winter.
"W...hen you...st...opped b...being my... b...brother" The words were almost lost beneath his pained coughs, as Chris sought to escape the others cruel grasp.
"Scream for them"
Now...
The wall no longer formed support against his sudden dizziness, and Chris found himself lying painfully against the cold, cruel floor, cradling a tender and bruised arm. "Not good..." Glancing around, he gently raised himself, before looking towards the small child sleeping within his crib. Wyatt...
His older brother had always commented upon his hair, and when playing among the other boys, he’d asked how he saw beneath the thick strands. Chris knew Wyatt sought to irritate him, and ignore his brothers’ smug remarks. Though, he remembered once, when lying across his mothers’ bed, Wyatt had swept the loose strands away. He’d thanked him later, at the time being to unwell to consider the simple act as kindness.
His brother hadn’t always been unkind.
"Chris?"
Dizzy, and unprepared, the young whitelighter stumbled. "Leo!" Chris winced, "damn!" His gaze momentarily caught the table, and wondered whether he’d damaged it during his sudden fall. He remembered the wall no longer held against his back, and his arm painfully slamming into something solid. “Don’t do that”
"Sorry, did I catch you at a bad moment?"
The Elders’ words seemed oddly sympathetic, and Chris glanced up blankly. Then, unable to except the warmth within Leo’s eyes, he turned away, seeking to numb the pained confusion, and to re-close the protective walls.
"Piper’s calling” Leo continued upon Chris’s silence, however, when noticing the others lack of movement, his voice quickly hardened, almost becoming harsh. "Chris! Upstairs" His cold expression soon broke through Chris’s troubled thoughts, and the younger Whitelighter once more captured the gaze of his father. The older man appeared far closer to the man he had come to know.
"Yeah..." Not awaiting an answer, he left Leo alone, allowing the other to ponder his sudden thoughts concerning the young whitelighter. Had he witnessed pain within the youth? Turning, Leo stumbled for a second, noticing the table Chris had reached for, and its damaged leg...
~~~~
"You don’t look to healthy..." Piper spoke questionably, as her whitelighter orbed in beside her. "In fact, I’d say you look like you went head on with a demon." Her eyes caught his own, almost toying with his silence. "Hmmm..."
"What? You called me..." Chris spoke quickly, defending himself against the women’s questioning eyes. His gaze briefly caught several pairs of clothing scattered beneath and around her feet.
"Caught you at a bad time? I’m sorry your whitelighter obligations interfere with your social life,
Chris, but you have a duty to be here, on time... and when we call."
Her voice never raised, nor did she sound angry, and Chris wondered why she had spent the last three minutes calling his name. There were no demons, blood or breakage’s, in fact, she almost looked as though she was waiting for something, or someone...
"You’re going out!"
"Can I trust you to keep an eye on Wyatt? For an hour?" She asked. "I’m meeting up with Greg"
"What, no... You can’t go out.” You’re not meant to! “Babysitting isn’t part of my Whitelighter obligations!” He almost scoffed at an afterthought.
"Paige and Phoebe will be back in an hour, and then you can go off and do what ever you were doing" She waved a hand towards him, as though the act would rid him of his life outside the Manner. "What ever that is"
"But..."
