Nightmares - Completed

[silverlily]

OMG, it's such an exciting story! Keep going, I want to know what's happening next.

[brummsumsel]

Phoebe Halliwell's apartment

Chris orbs in. He looks around - hectically and totally nervous. He knows Paige is dead. Everybody is dead. He is the last one. The last survivor of the vain fight against Wyatt.

"Good god, what have I done?" he whispers shocked.

He's in the living room. Looks around. He doesn't even know why he orbed here. This is the place where he grew up. Where Phoebe raised him and tried to be him a mother. The mother he had lost many years ago.

Phoebe ...

That's why he orbed here. He always orbed here, came here first, whenever he messed up again. Whenever he was in trouble or some demon was after him. Because he knew that Phoebe would kick some major booty. She would've never let it happen that someone touches him. Hurts him. She would ... she was dead.

That fact comes so sudden into his mind, that it knocks him of his feet. He falls on his knees, presses the book of shadows against his chest and just stares at the couch.

How in the world could this happen? Everybody he knows - he loves - is dead. First his father, then Phoebe and now Paige! He's alone. Alone in this world. This world, which is so full of hate and evil. And he is alone to face the biggest threat the earth has ever seen - Wyatt. The most powerful magical creature the world has ever seen.

"What should I do? Please - someone? What should I do? Where should I go?" he asks, but doesn't really expects an answer.

He's alone.

Suddenly the air around him seems to change. Seems to become blurred somehow. As if one would throw a stone in a calm lake.
Chris jumps up, fear spreads out in him. He has to leave. Now!

"Wyatt." he whispers, looks at the blurred air and he can sense the mighty power, which comes from the change.

Wyatt must have followed his magical trace. Which means he can find him everywhere. No matter where he goes, where he tries to hide. He will find him everywhere.

Chris closes his eyes tightly and orbs out. Just moments before Wyatt materializes in the living room. He orbs over to Paige's apartment and from there into the attic of the Halliwell house. Just to orb back to Phoebe's apartment. He tries to confuse Wyatt, to follow the many false traces, before he can actually get to him. He tries to buy himself some time. Enough time to speak the spell, to go back in time.

After a long time of exhaustive orbing, he comes into a desolate cave in the former underworld. There are still signs of life there, but it is obvious that the cave has been abandoned a long time ago. There is an old fireplace in the middle of it and Chris sits down at it. He lets a tiny fireball light the old and dry wood up, which is still lying there on a small heap and just one moment later he has a nice small fire warming up the cave.

Chris doesn't want to stay there for long. Just as long as it takes to find and speak the spell, which brings him back in time. Back to his family.
The underworld is the last place Wyatt would look for him.

Chris moves a bit closer to the fire, opens the book and goes through it. Turns page after page and finally finds the spell. He takes a deep relieved breath. Now all he has to do is drawing the sign from the book cover to the wall, speak the spell and then a portal through the time should open.

He picks up a thin and burnt stick from the ground and starts scratching the sign into the cave wall. And being so deeply concentrated in what he does, he doesn't notice that he's being watched. Watched by one of Wyatt's minions.

And just moments later Wyatt materializes in the cave. Chris just finished the sign.

"Well, well, well. You still think you can stop me, little brother." Wyatt says in a chatty tone.

He walks towards the fireplace, looks down on the open book of shadows and sees the spell.

"Oh, so that's what you wanted to do all along? Going through time?" he asks and looks at Chris, who whirled around startled.

Chris stares at his older brother. He's done with the drawing, now all he had to do is speak the spell. Then he is able to leave. He just has to jump through the portal and Wyatt couldn't do a thing.
He is so close.
So close.

His gaze goes from Wyatt down to the book and back. He's nervous, scared, but still determined to do what's necessary.

"You know you can't stop me, Chris. Why don't you just join me? There's always room for you on my side. You're my brother. I can forgive you. I will forgive you. All you have to do is ask for it. Ask me for forgiveness and the world is yours." Wyatt says dangerously calm.

A slight smile spreads out in Chris face.

"Join you? Wyatt, we were never meant to rule the world. We were meant to save it. To save the world and the people from all evil. I don't want to rule, Wyatt. All I want is to live. In a world without suppression, without arbitrariness, without misery and grief, caused by demons, warlocks and evil spirits. I want my family back, Wyatt. That includes you. I want my brother back." Chris answers and he never was as serious and honest, as he is now.

"All right, Chris. If this is what you want ... so be it then. You won't join me and I won't give up what I have, just to live the same miserable life you are living. I like it the way it is. And you know what? I can perfectly enjoy it - with or without you." he replies and gets ready to pounce on Chris.
"Then I have no other choice." Chris says and turns to the sign on the wall.
"Don't do it, Chris. I will stop you." Wyatt warns him, still dangerously calm.

The threat in his voice was not to overhear.

"I have to, Wyatt." Chris replies, looks one last time at his older brother and shrugs his shoulders.

"Hear these words, hear the rhyme ..."

"Chris - don't." Wyatt warns him again, but Chris shakes his head and continues:
"... heat the hope within my mind ..."

And a lightning bolt hits him in the right leg. Chris groans with pain. Shocked and surprised. He falls down to the ground. He looks down on himself, sees the wound caused by the lightning bold. He's bleeding.

"I told you, I would stop you." Wyatt says, raises his hand and lifts Chris, without touching him. He chokes him, swings his arm back and throws Chris against the wall on the other side of the cave.

He wipes off the sign of the wall with his other hand and again without touching it. He wants it and therefore it happens.

Chris lies on the ground, coughs and tries to get back up on his legs. He has to finish the spell.

"Stay where you are, Chris." Wyatt orders commanding and picks Chris up, throws him to the ceiling of the cave and keeps him up there. Chokes him, whirls him and then drops him and Chris lands hard on the ground. He breaks his other leg and he can't hold back a scream of pain.

But he's not stopping. He tries to crawl to the wall of the cave, where the sign has been. Picks up the stick again and starts to draw it again. His hands tremble, his voice trembles, but he's determined to do it. No matter how.

"Hear these words, hear the rhyme,
heat the hope within my mind." he presses out with clenched teeth.

Wyatt comes closer, reaches for him and grasps him on the back. No, he doesn't grasp him; his hand goes into his body. Into his back and Chris screams out loud. A stabbing pain goes through his whole body. Down his spine, all the way into his fingers and toes. And he drops the stick.

"Stop it, brother. I don't want to hurt you." Wyatt says, his voice dripping with mockery.

It is obvious that he enjoys every single moment.

White light starts flowing into Wyatt's hand. He takes Chris' powers away.

As the light stops, Wyatt steps back, looks down at his badly hurt brother. Chris remains lying for a moment. He's breathing heavy and he can hardly move. But then, much too Wyatt's surprise, he fights himself up again. On his elbows, on his hands. He looks at Wyatt, pure hate in his green eyes. Hate and despair.

"I will stop you." he presses out with clenched teeth and his hand grasps the stick again.

He turns to the wall again, continues to draw the sign.

"Hear these words, hear the rhyme,
heat the hope within my mind ..."

"You fool!" Wyatt hisses, picks him up again and throws him on the burning fireplace.

Chris clothes start to burn and he screams again. He rolls off the fire and crawls back to his drawing while burning.

"Hear these words, hear the rhyme ..."

Darkness surrounds them, fills out the cave, and takes the sight. Wyatt raises his arms; his hands light up, sparks fulfill the air right underneath the ceiling. Lights up the cave in an unnatural white. A blinding white, hurting white and Chris has to hold his hand before his eyes. To protect them, because the light seems to burn them.

"I cannot be stopped. I cannot be defeated. I'm the one! The chosen one!" Wyatt shouts, but his voice has changed.

It's rough, almost metallic.
And Chris notices that this is not his brother anymore. He is, in a way, but he still isn't.

"I'm the source of all good and all evil. Who is not with me, is against me." Wyatt says and looks at Chris.

Chris gasps, moves back till he feels the cold wall on his back. Wyatt's eyes are black. Totally black. No color, no nothing. Just deep, evil darkness.

Chris turns around, paralyzing fear spreads out in him and he feels that he wouldn't be able to fight it for long. This is more than he can take.

The light gets brighter, more painful and Chris eyes start to heat up, to burn from the inside out and the pain shoots through his whole body. He groans, holds his left hand before his eyes and tries to finish the sign with the other hand. He has to get it done ....

"Minions!" Wyatt shouts and suddenly the cave fills up with demons and warlocks.

"Hear these words, hear the rhyme,
heat the hope within my mind ..." Chris starts again - desperate, scared and in the face of death.

He can hardly see; the pain and the fear start to paralyze him. He's bleeding, his head seems to explode. His hands tremble, his legs are numb.

Wyatt looks down to his brother, raises his hand and indicates his demons to pick him up.
The demons come closer and Chris can feel it. Can feel them closing up on him and tears of despair run down his cheeks.

"Hear these words, hear the rhyme,
heat the hope the hope within my mind.
Send me back to where I find,
what I wish in place in time!"

The sign on the wall starts to change, to shine. In a bright blue. And it seems like water. Bluish water. The portal is open. Chris can make out the change of light, reaches out for the portal and touches it. Feels how his hand goes through and then, suddenly, he's pulled away.
The demons grasped him and pulled him away from the portal. They pick him up; hold him tight, and Chris screams. He writhes with all strength. Tries to free himself.

He has to get free, to get through the portal. He has to make it! Otherwise everything would have been on vain. The death of his father, Phoebe, Paige .... Everything would be in vain! He cannot fail. Al hopes are lying on him. If he fails ....

"Let me go!" he screams and writhes, but the demons are too strong for him.

He has lost too much blood, already. His leg is broken and he's blind.

Wyatt looks at the portal, snaps his finger and it closes. The book of shadows claps shut and goes to his hand - magically.

"Follow me." he orders his minions and disappears.

The demons follow him right away with Chris. And as they materialize again, Chris notices that he can see again. He wasn't blinded anymore, but what he sees, makes him lose all hope.

Wyatt's dungeon. The chambers of despair, as he likes to call it. And he is about to be locked away in one of these chambers.

Wyatt walks ahead of the group of demons, which carry the injured Chris. He writhes and screams, hisses and swears. He begs and even cries, but Wyatt shows no mercy. He has him brought to one of the deepest cells he has in this dungeon and the demons take him in. They lay an iron ring around his neck and chain him to the stony wall.

"Magical chains, my brother. It didn't have to end this way, but you chose it. You wanted to suffer and that's exactly what you are going to do now." Wyatt says.

The demons leave the cell. Wyatt leaves the cell. And locks the iron door behind him.

Chris screams - loud, desperate and full of fear and pain. Darkness spreads out. Deep, black darkness. Nobody hears him. Nobody cares.

He's lost.

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"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" he screams and sits upright.

He looks around - hectically, nervous. His hearts beats fast and he's bathed in sweat. A annoying 'beep beep beep' comes from his side and as he turns around, he sees the red numbers of his digital clock. 8.30 in the morning.

Chris looks around. Feels the warmth and softness under his body. He reaches for the clock, tries to find the bedside lamp and turns it on. And takes a deep breath of relief.

He is at home. In his own apartment, in his bed.

He closes his eyes, wipes off the sweat from his forehead and gets up. He walks out of his bedroom, in to the living room.

The phone rings and Chris runs over to pick it up.

"Honey," a kind and familiar voice says.
"Mom?" Chris asks.
"Honey, why don't you ...?" Piper says, but Chris hangs up on her.

He drops the phone and orbs out.

Halliwell house. Kitchen.

"Can you believe it? That kid just hung up on me." Piper says, as she turns around to the kitchen table.

Leo and Wyatt just look at her.

"He did what?" Leo asks disbelieving.
"He hung ..." Piper starts, as Chris orbs in.

He looks around, a big smile in his attractive face. Piper, Leo and Wyatt just look at him stunned. He's still in his Pj's. He didn't even bother to take a shower and to get dressed.

"Mom!" he shouts and hugs Piper happy.

God, he is so happy, like he hasn't been in ages.

"Dad!"

Leo's turn and hugs him so firm, that he almost knocks him over.

"Good morning, everybody. Is the coffee done?" Phoebe asks and comes in to the kitchen.

The table is set for 6 people; the smell of fresh coffee and bagels fulfills the kitchen.

"Phoebe!" Chris shouts, picks her up, kisses her on the cheek and whirls her around.
"Honey, are you all right?" Piper asks distrustfully and gazes at her son.

Leo and Wyatt look at him the same way, as he puts Phoebe back down.
"Coffee - now." Paige growls as she comes in to the kitchen.
Chris turns to her, smiles happy, picks her up as well and whirls her around. They were alive!
"What the ...?" Paige asks and looks at Chris wary.

"I just had the weirdest dream. I really gotta tell you." Chris answers, sits down at the table and takes a sip of the glass of orange juice, which is standing right next to his plate.

"Really, the weirdest dream I ever had ....."

The End

[silverlily]

I never saw that one coming You did a great job Brummsumsel, I enjoyed your story.

[brummsumsel]

Thank you very much. I hope it wasn't too much torturing poor Chris. lololol

[hollypop]

Terrific spin-off fanfic... I like to wait for a few updates to be put up before I read a fanfic and this one was well worth the wait. I can see why you won February's contest

One question though- is your FanFic finished or is there more to come?

[brummsumsel]

hollypop said:

Terrific spin-off fanfic... I like to wait for a few updates to be put up before I read a fanfic and this one was well worth the wait. I can see why you won February's contest

One question though- is your FanFic finished or is there more to come?

This one is finished. But I already got an idea for a new fanfic in my head.

I keep changing the title when I'm done with one. I add completed to the title.

[mondo]

i think a spin off would be cool they could make a great show