Revelations- part two (Finished!)

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Paige, Paige! Listen, I want you to distract him. On the count of three, I’m going to charge him, okay?” Phoebe whispered, panting.

“What? Uh, okay…” Paige replied, looking at Wyatt.

“One…two…” Phoebe began to count slowly, “Three!” She exclaimed at rushed Wyatt.

As Phoebe screamed “three,” Paige called for “TABLE!” and hurled it to Wyatt.

Phoebe’s foot was inches away from Wyatt’s face when she flew across the room, landing next to Chris, whose arm was bleeding. “Oof!” Phoebe looked up and heard a faint scream, and seconds later, Paige was flying across the room, landing next to her.

Phoebe struggled to get on her feet, but the more she struggled, the more difficult it was for her to move.

“Phoebe? I can’t…I can’t move!” Paige screamed.

“It must be…it must be Wyatt,” Chris replied faintly.

“My my my…” The three fallen witches heard Wyatt say to Piper. “It looks like it’s just between you and me. Ready to say ‘bye-bye’, mother dear?”<br>
Piper didn’t flinch and she stayed motionless- her eyes were closed firmly and muffled cries escaped her pursed lips. Thoughts were swirling in her mind, and she tried her best to send messages to her sisters mentally.

Phoebe picked up Piper’s emotions and she cried yet again, her eyes stung from all the crying. She closed her eyes, and she echoed Piper’s messages, whispering her elder sister’s thoughts to Paige and Chris.

“Phoebe, I’ve always loved you. You are my best friend, you are my sister. You know that. You and me and Prue, I will never forget about us…take care of yourself and my niece for me, okay? I love you…”

“Paige, you’re my baby sister, and I’m very glad that I met you. You’ve taught me how to laugh in my darkest times. You always seem to know when to hold on and when to let go. I love you, my baby sister. I always will.”

“Chris, my sweet child. You were always the one I could depend on. You are my baby, and you are my treasure. Thank you, my child, for making me smile and laugh, for bringing joy into my life. Always remember that mommy is forever by your side, okay? I will never leave you. You’ve grown into such a wonderful man and…I love you...”<br>
“Leo, my soul mate, the Love of my life…thank you for holding on to our love. You are always there. You never gave up on me…I love you…”

“Prue, finally, I’ll be getting the chance to see you again…Wait for me…”

Both Phoebe and Piper were shaking uncontrollably now- their faces were wet from all the tears that rolled down their cheeks. Piper stayed kneeling- her eyes shut in concentration. She began to pray, her body shaking violently. She was lost in her thoughts; the noise of the room seemed to fade away into nothing.

Wyatt stood in front of Piper, firm and unwavering; he played with the ball of energy in his hands, looking at Piper in disgust and contempt. The energy ball was so gigantic now that the Book of Shadows paled in comparison. Sparks showered down on Piper, as Wyatt loomed over his mother- towering over her like the Angel of Death. “Good-bye, witch!”

“NOOOOOOO!!!!!” Chris screamed as the energy ball flew from Wyatt’s hands and hit Piper. Piper’s body erupted in flames, and soon, she was reduced to nothing but mere ash. Not a single scream escaped her lips as black flames licked her body and burned her to death. A shockwave erupted in the room and Wyatt black-orbed out, causing all the furniture and appliances to explode, sending shrapnel into Chris’ and her aunts’ faces.

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Chapter 8

“NOOOO!!!” Chris continues to shout. He is back on the boat with the Boatman, tears cascading down his cheeks. “Why? Why did you have to show that to me again? WHY??!? Isn’t it enough that I watched my mother’s death once? Why are you letting me relive that memory again?!?” accuses Chris, his eyes glaring, staring at the Boatman angrily.

“Understand, young one, that thy needs to see thy memory, of love or of hatred, of peace and of strife, for thy growth, spiritual and emotional. Let go of thy past, of thy inner demons, Halliwell. Let go of thy…pain… Watch closely, as thy destiny unfolds…”

Chris is panting, his anger coming off of him in waves- his aura is visibly crimson, rage and fury emanating from his energy field. Sweat beads fall to the boat as Chris tries to quell his anger. He looks at the Pool once again, his brows knit in a mixture of ferocity and concentration. His breaths are jagged, short and broken. Images begin to swirl in the Pool, and Chris stares intently into it. Intrigue creeps into his mind, merging with his anger, as the images forming in front of him come unexpectedly.

“My destiny…” he muttered, watching the pool keenly.

The Pool churns, and there on its glistening surface lies the face of Bianca, his wife. The light that strikes the Pool of Truth illuminates the face of the Phoenix and highlights her sharp features.

The pool suddenly swirls and Bianca’s face disappears; it is replaced by silhouettes. Chris could see a female body bent over one that is motionless and seemingly lifeless, lying on the floor. Her body is shaking, and as the light strikes the Pool once more, Chris could see, in sad recognition, as his body rests lifelessly on the floor in front of Bianca, Steven, and Sarah. Bianca’s hands are resting on top of Chris’ chests, firm and still, while the rest of her body shakes uncontrollably. Her hands are glowing a golden-white color, as Steven and Sarah watch in optimism.

Chris watches, as he quickly comprehends the situation:

Bianca switched their powers, in hopes of resurrecting his “dead” body.

“Wh…” Chris finds the will to speak again. “Is…When is this happening?”<br>
Chris impatiently waits for a response from the mysterious entity called the Boatman; his eyes are transfixed on the images of his “family” playing about in front of him.

“Thy events unfold as we speak,” the Boatman replies in a tone very familiar to Christopher Halliwell. He slowly turns his head to face the Boatman, and he watches, as the creature in front of him extends both arms from under the sleeves of a long, billowing robe, and pulls the heavy hood, revealing a face that made Chris jump. The face of the enigmatic Boatman belongs to none other than- Piper Halliwell.

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“They’re happening as we speak, my darling,” Piper says simply.

“M…mom? B…But…the..the Boatma…he…he…but how?” Chris asks, disbelief clinging to his voice.

“Magic, my dear child…an improvised Glamour Spell that I…we… cast on myself, Chris,” Piper replies, reaching a hand out to wipe the sweat on Chris’ forehead. “I…I didn’t want you to take this test alone, my son…I didn’t… I didn’t want to…to leave you again…” Tears begin to roll down Piper’s cheeks.

Chris gingerly lifts his hand to his mother’s face and wipes the tears away. “But…But… what does…this mean?” He points to the Pool, still unsure of his destiny.

“I…I think we both...we both know what…what that means, my son,” Piper replies in between sobs. She tries her best to control her tone, and manages to stifle her cries. “You still have some…some unfinished business…your destiny is still unfulfilled…”

“B…But…mom!!! I… I don’t want to…to leave you…” Chris begins to plead.

“I…I don’t want to leave you, too…But…but your…your family needs you, Chris. The world NEEDS you…”

“I need you more, mom!” Chris begins to plead. “Please…” he looks down and suddenly looks up, an idea going on in his head, “I know! Why don’t you come back to earth with me?”

“Would that I could, Chris,” Piper shakes her head regretfully, “But you and I both know that my place…my place is…is here.”<br>Chris turns to the pool with sad eyes and sees Bianca’s hands glow a brighter color. Chris knows what this means; and Piper does, too.

“Darling, we don’t have much time…” Piper says hurriedly, reaching into her robe. “Give me your hand…”

Chris extends a hand to his mother, and watches as Piper holds a ball of pure white light in her left hand. “What...what is that, mom?”<br>
“A gift…” Piper suddenly thrusts her hand and the ball of light into Chris’ chest, and a golden veil suddenly surrounds him, enveloping him in an aura of pure gold and white light.

“Wha?” Chris asks in surprise as he shivers, a slight electric jolt running through his veins, coursing throughout his entire body. Within seconds, a streak of white emerges in his hair.

“Chris,” Piper says, a satisfied grin on her face, “that is a gift from us- your ancestors. You now have the ability to counteract any toxins thrown at you. From now on, you will be immune to any kind of poisons, most especially the poisons from lethal Darklighter arrows.”<br>

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Chris Halliwell could feel himself getting light-headed, and he looks at his mother in shock- a mixture of sadness, despair, and excitement in his eyes. “Mom!”<br>
“Good-bye, Chris, remember that mommy is always with…always….” Piper says, her voice fading away.

Chris sees the Pool of Truth swirl about him in a whirlwind of colors- blue, white, gold, and yellow. Chris reaches out to touch his mother one last time, but he is surprised to see that his hand has become transparent- ghostly. Soon, Piper has become one with the swirling room, and within seconds, only a blur of colors remain where Piper has once been standing. Everything has disappeared- the Boat, the Pool, and Piper. Chris looks down, and a hole suddenly appears beneath his feet. “WHOA!” The next thing he knows is that he is falling aimlessly, at a very fast rate, into the hole, his arms flailing in fear and uncertainty. White lights flash in every direction, momentarily blinding him. “Ahhh!!” he continues to scream, in his mind, as he plummets down, unsure of his destination. He continues to thrash about, anxiety and fear taking over his senses. Mustering all his courage, he looks down below him, ignoring the blinding lights. He gasps, as he sees his body below him, and finally realizes what is happening. He continues to fall…deeper, deeper, deeper, when suddenly…<br>
“Gasp!” Chris jumps with a jolt, his eyes opening in surprise. He opens his eyes, squinting as his eyes adjust to the dimmer lights of the room. Figures hover in front of him, forming squiggly lines that he couldn’t distinguish. He blinks rapidly, the after-effects of the white lights from the hole still stinging his eyes.
“Oh, Chris! Chris!!!” he faintly hears someone call his name. He wheezes as someone unexpectedly grabs him in a tight embrace, and kisses him on the lips. He quickly recognizes the kiss, and returns the kiss in kind. His eyes finally adapt to his new surroundings, and he looks, with a smile, at the three people crowded around him- Bianca, Steven, and Sarah. He is back; he realizes with a combination of sadness and glee.

He could feel Steven help him to sit up on the floor. “Hey, man,” he says, trying to sound cool, “we thought we’d lost you…”

“Yeah, Chris, we were so worried sick…we thought that Bianca’s spell wouldn’t work…” Sarah adds. “Our resident Phoenix here had been trying for the last half hour to heal you…”

Chris looks at his wife, who is still crying, and thinks, “I’ve been gone for only half an hour…” He pulls his wife in a tight embrace and kisses her again, “Oh, Honey…”

Bianca and Chris pull back from their kiss, and for a few seconds, are unable to speak. Bianca looks again at her husband with tear-streaked eyes, “Honey…I…I have some news…for…for you…” Bianca mutters in between sniffles and sobs. “I…I’m…I’m…” she pauses, trying to stifle her cries. “Honey,” Bianca says more firmly this time, “Honey, I’m pregnant.” She stares into Chris’ eyes, waiting for his reaction.

Chris could feel his heart leap. There are no words; he is too stunned to speak. He returns his wife’s gaze and looks deep into her eyes with love, longing, and admiration, and pulls her to him, wrapping her in a tight embrace. Thoughts are buzzing around in his head, colliding with every memory and other thoughts, but through all the chaos in his mind, Chris could hear one voice-his mother’s voice. And it says faintly, “Your new destiny unfolds, Chris…”
*THE END*