A Brother's Betrayal: Life or Death?

[GThe4thCharmedOneR]

MCharmed21 and I have decided to co-write a fic with eachother. With our great minds put together this should be quite the story, haha.





A Brother's Betrayal: Life or Death


Wyatt Halliwell stood in the solarium of the Halliwell manor in San Francisco, California. The familiar feeling of pain and exhaustion coursed through every inch of his body. So, much had changed in the last few year that when Wyatt tried to think about it, his head hurt.

He was the Twice Blessed Child, the strongest force of good magic the world had ever seen. But, somehow that didn't matter to him. Wyatt came from a family that was so close that not even words could describe their love for eachother. His parents, and his aunts and uncles were all killed by demons. Demons that Wyatt should have been able to kill, but couldn't. And still, that wasn't the thing that was driving pain into Wyatt's heart. It was his brother.

Wyatt took a deep breath and the stench of blood and sweat filled his nostrils. He sighed autibly, trying to remember the days when there was always a scent of fresh baked cookies in the air of the manor. When his mother had been there to guid him and his brother. Maybe if she was still there, the things that were happening right now wouldn't be.

He decided to let his mind wander, to bring him back to a day when he had been so carefree.....and happy.


The echo of children's laughter sounded throughout the Halliwell manor. Today was a special day, it was Chris' birthday. Wyatt now chased his brother around the attic, he loved to play with his brother. They were best friends.

Chris giggled before hiding behind the couch. He put his hand to his mouth as to stifle his giggles. Wyatt pretended that he didn't know where his younger sibling was. It was his brother's birthday, so he had to let him win hide and go peek. After a few minutes of aimless searching, Wyatt orbed in front of his little brother and tapped him on the had.

"You're it!" he yelled with a laugh.

"Wyatt found Kwis!!" he giggled, "Kwis turn to peek!"

Their game was then interrupted as a familiar face walked into the attic. It was their aunt Phoebe. Chris smiled, aunt Phoebe always spoiled him on his birthday. Phoebe opened her arms and her nephew orbed right into them. She smiled before tickling him a little and then kissing him on the cheek.

"Look at you, you big three year old!" she said happily.

"Aunny Phoebe, I got Kwis a present didn't I?" asked Wyatt with his hands on his hips.

"You sure did tiger." Phoebe replied still smiling.

"I told you Kwis!!!" said Wyatt laughing.

"Come on you two, your mother wants you downstairs." said Phoebe as she grabbed Wyatt's hand and led the way out of the attic and down to the dining room.

There they found Mommy, Daddy, Aunt Paige, Aunt Prue, Darryl, Uncle Kyle, and Uncle Lesley, Grams, and Grammy. Wyatt then orbed into his grammy's arms. She was a ghost, just like Aunty Prue and Grams.

Patty kissed her grandson happy. "Hello Wyatt."

"Okay, Chris its time for you to blow out your candles." said Piper as she brought Chris into her arms and held him over the cake.

"Don't forget to make a wish!" said Paige who was embracing Prue. They had just met.

Chris closed his eyes and made a wish. His wish was that his family would always be happy, but unfortunately it didn't come true......



Wyatt walked out of the dining room and orbed into the attic. He then spotted a pool of blood on the floor.

[mcharmed21]

The Underworld

Chris lay on a straw bed, seeping blood on to the floor. The Demonic factions had gathered. The Source was dying and no demonic healer could save him. Chris looked at the cave ceiling, his thoughts drifting back into the events earlier in the day.

“Wyatt, why do you fight it?” Chris paused, “Being good is just too boring. Personal gain is not worth it”<br>
Wyatt shook his head, “What changed you? Mom always told me how you saved me. How I was supposed to be the one to go evil. In saving me you destroyed your own future.”<br>
Laughing evilly, “I didn’t destroy anything. Being the Source is the best thing that has ever happened. I almost equal your power.”<br>
“It’s not about power. It never has been. Don’t you see what is going to happened? Either I’m going to kill your or your going to kill me. This isn’t how it’s supposed to be Chris, mom wouldn’t want it this way nor would any other Halliwell” Wyatt swiped his hand though the air.

“Mom’s dead. The Halliwell line is dead. All that’s left is for you to see the good in being evil.” Chris flipped his hand creating an energy ball.

Looking at the ground, “What are you talking about, Chris?” pulling his hand up slowly to defect any attack, “The Halliwell line isn’t dead. You’re a Halliwell! I’m a Halliwell. We’re brothers by blood, and enemies by fate.”

“Fate dear brother, is that what you think? Enough talk, if you won’t join me then lets finish it once and for all.” Chris squared his body to Wyatt’s.

Wyatt, “I can’t hurt my blood. You’re all I have left, good or evil.”<br>
Chris fired and energy ball directly at Wyatt’s chest. Wyatt waved his arm sending the energy ball back into Chris’s stomach. Wyatt shook his head as he watched the energy ball’s force send Chris into the wall.

“You win again.” Chris orbed out leaving a pool of blood

Wyatt wiped the tears from his eyes, “I’m so sorry.”<br>

Chris coughed up blood, weakly spoke to the demons around him, “Kill my brother. And you will have my throne.”

[GThe4thCharmedOneR]

Wyatt looked upon the puddle of blood on the floor. The blood of his brother. He could not believe this was happening.

His attention was then taken away from the blood as several demons shimmered into the attic. Chris had obviously sent them. Wyatt turned quickly and vanquished the first string of them with pulsing bolts of electricity. Vanquishing demons had become so easy over the years, the constant years of fighting had made him stronger than he had ever imagined. He knew his destiny was great, but it still amazed him sometimes.

But, his destiny wasn't the problem. His brother was somewhere on the brink of life or death, and Wyatt was torn. If he helped Chris, it might one day bite him in the ass. But, if he left him to die Wyatt would never be able live with himself.

More demons shimmered in. Demons. The very beings that had plagued his life all these years. Probably the reason that Chris was now the way he was. All because of one mistake.....



"Wyatt you have to go." pleaded Piper to her fifteen year old son.

He looked upon his mother, wishing she could just make all of this go away. The Source was waging war with the Halliwell family and Wyatt was the only one who could defeat him.

"I can't...not alone." he said.

"I'll go with you." his father, Leo suggested.

"Leo...." started Piper, but she knew it was no use. Wyatt needed his father to go with him.

"Go, we don't have much time." hurried Paige who walked in with Phoebe right behind her.

Wyatt orbed Excalibur into his hands. It was now or never. This was the moment, it was time to accept his destiny and kill the Source of All Evil. He didn't know if he was ready, but he had no choice. His family's safety depended on it. And when it came to his family, nothing else mattered. Holding on tightly to the hilt of his sword, he and his father orbed into the Underworld.



That one moment. Had Wyatt decided to stay, they wouldn't be dead, and his brother would not be evil.

[mcharmed21]

Wyatt angrily wiped his tears away, “What did I do to deserve this?” pausing his chest heaving hard, “I did I everything anyone ever asked of me. It cost me everything and all the Elders can do is sit up there and watch the last bit of my world fall apart. And you do nothing!”<br>
Underworld

“Dad, do you sense anything?” Wyatt clinched Excalibur tighter.

Leo shook his head, “Nothing. Nothing at all. Demonic or otherwise.”<br>
Wyatt and Leo walked though the caves. Though the normally demon filled areas.

Wyatt, “Dad. I think we should go. Something’s not right. This is a trap, someway or another.”<br>
Leo nodded at his son and two bight white orbs left the underworld.

Wyatt sank down to the floor, his arms folded and chest heaving.

Halliwell Manor

Wyatt still holding Excalibur looked around the Manor living room.

Leo, finishing his orb, “Where is everyone?”<br>
Wyatt, “Can you sense them, Dad? I can’t. I don’t feel any of them.”<br>
(A Voice from the Attic)

“Dad, Wyatt! Where are you guys? Come on this isn’t funny. Now’s not the time” Chris holding Piper in his arms. “It’s going to be ok. You just hang on just a few more minutes they’ll be here.”<br>
Piper smiled softly though the pain, “You take care of Wyatt.” breathing heavily, “and you dad, there going to you Chris.”<br>
“Mommy no. No please don’t die. Not now. MOM NO!” Chris screamed

Wyatt ran into the attic with Leo closely behind. Dropping to his knees, “Mom,” Wyatt’s hands glowed.

“You save her Wyatt, don’t you let her die.” Chris stood up still drenched with Piper’s blood.

Wyatt tears spilled on Piper, “Where’s Aunt Phoebe? Aunt Paige. Mom’s not going to make it. She’s gone. Maybe I can save them. Save somebody”<br>
Chris shaking his head, “ No, you save our Mom. You got here late! Aunt Phoebe and Paige are dead too. She’s the last one. You save her.”<br>
Leo eyes red with tear stains pulled Wyatt’s hands away.
Chris angrily, “Why did you answer me? Why did you come? They we’re laying here dying and you we’re doing NOTHING to save them.”<br>
Wyatt, “I couldn’t hear you Chris. You weren’t home. The Source was attacking and I went to the underworld.”<br>
Leo, “I should have stayed. I should been here.”<br>
Chris looked at Wyatt, “You killed our Mom.”<br>
Wyatt, “Chris, I..”

Chris waved his arm sending Wyatt flying into the attic wall. Leo stood stunned.


Wyatt sighed, “Why did it have to be this way Chris? Why?”

[GThe4thCharmedOneR]

Wyatt knelt on the floor with his face in his hands. It hurt so bad, so so bad. Chris was right, he did kill their mom. He was the reason they were dead. Why had he gone to the Underworld that night? All his instincts had told him not to, yet he still went. He had listened to his mother even though he knew something bad was going to happen.

Tears ran down his face and kept coming. He couldn't control his emotions any longer. His whole world was crashing and burning right in front of him. Chris had blamed Wyatt all these years, and he had tried to deny it. He had tried to think that Chris was just using it as an excuse to have someone to be mad at.



Wyatt stood facing his younger brother in San Francisco Savings Bank. Chris was attempting to use his powers to rob the bank. Wyatt could not let this happen. Ever since the death of their mother and aunts Chris had been slowly following the trail of evil.

"Chris stop this. You know what you're doing is wrong!" shouted Wyatt as Chris orbed a bag of money into his hands.

"No, Wyatt, its right. We can have anything we want. I am stronger than any other force of this earth, well besides you," he paused to look up at his older brother. "But I'm going to change that. If you can see things the way I do then there's no reason for you to exist."

"You don't mean that. We're flesh and blood. If only you would stop and think you would realize that. What would mom think?" Wyatt asked.

Chris' face changed to that of pure hatred. "HOW DARE YOU SAY HER NAME!", and with that he threw Wyatt backward through a vault.

Wyatt's body instantly healed and he stood back up again. "Chris, don't make me hurt you."

"You'd do that wouldn't you.....just like you murdered mom!" shouted Chris and again threw Wyatt across the room with telekinesis.

This time Wyatt orbed out before he hit anything. He was starting to get very angry. With a wave of his hand he orbed a chair that hit Chris and knocked the money bundles out his hand.

Wyatt, "You changed the future so that you could be happy Chris. Are you will to throw all of that away?" He watched as Chris stood up again, "Doing this won't make your terrors go away. It'll only supress them. They'll always be there unless you learn to accept them!"

"Stop preaching!!!" shouted Chris and he flung out his hand at Wyatt. The particles in front of him sped up and caused Wyatt to slam into a table.

Chris gathered up the money once more and walked slowly to the door. He took one last look at his brother.

"If you walk out that door you change everything between us." threatened Wyatt.

"So be it." and he walked out.




Wyatt cried harder remembering that moment.

[mcharmed21]

The Underworld

“My King,” A demonic creature bowed to Chris.

Chris’s eyes opened, everything around him was becoming harder and harder to see. “Is my brother dead?”<br>
The demonic creature shook his head, “Sir, you brother is very powerful. He’s killed several upper level demons without so much as effort.”<br>
Chris sighed, staring back at the ceiling.


Manor Attic

“Why did you summon me, Wyatt?” Chris shook his head, “and to here, of all places.”<br>
Wyatt sighed,” Because I can’t give up as easily as you. So I’m brining you to where this all started. Right here in the Manor, where I failed you. Where Dad failed you.”<br>
“You don’t get it do you? You can’t change me back Wyatt. I went evil willingly. I used my powers to hurt and not to help. Do you want to know how many witches I’m killed?” Chris sat down on a chair.

“I don’t care what you have done. What I care about is bring you back to good. You’re a Halliwell Witch not the Source of All Evil.” Wyatt threw his shield up to the attacking demon.

“Getting smarter in your old age, Wyatt?” Chris mocked.

“I’ve been a witch all my life. I’ve seen the good in and the bad. You think sending a demon out to try and kill me is something new?” Wyatt stated matter of fact like.


Chris coughed up more blood, “My brother isn’t stupid. He’ll expect a direct attack. Send a faction to the cemetery. Desecrate the Halliwell’s grave, make Wyatt come to you.”

Halliwell Manor

Wyatt stood above a boiling pot of potion. “If I can’t change the past Chris, I can sure a hell try and make you forget it.” thinking, “that’s if you’re not already dead.” Wyatt felt his heart sink.

“Thoughts,
Beliefs,
Ideas,
Truths,
Images
All of these you hold onto tightly
What I now mention
You will not remember.

Wyatt looked above, “Please let be.”<br>

[GThe4thCharmedOneR]

I'll have an update added soon...sorry so long since my last one