Date: Sun, 27 Jan 2008 16:56:11 -0800 (PST) From: Jason Decade <femtoka2@yahoo.com> Subject: Charming the Halliwells 30 All rights to the Halliwells and Charmed go to The Wb and Aaron Spelling. This is a spin-off of his creation, of which we're all thankful for. please do not plagiarize or anything. LOVE YA Chapter 30: Here Endeth the lesson... "My chest really hurts." I panted, prompting Wyatt to heal me. We looked around at our new digs, an abandoned house. It was far enough away to be far away and abandoned. "They took our house." Chris groaned. "Are you freakin kidding me?! They took our lives." Wyatt said, " We need to come up with an idea." I sighed as I got to my feet, " This shirt cost so much money. And I got blood on my pants, these pants cost a bunch too." I said, gaining a stare from both guys that meant, 'you should really, really shut up'. "So, whaddya think they're doing?" Chris asked. - - - - - - - - - Mark, who had the identity of Pahras, made out with a woman he'd just met at the store. They, the Stillman cousins, had been skeptical about their plan at first, but it seemed that they had succeeded. They had gotten as close to defeating the Charmed Ones as anyone could. Mark found himself in Pahras' shoes. He had met a woman in a nearby store, a nice looking lady and she was easy. How'd he know? Three hours later, here they were, in Pahras' bed, making out. "Pahras!" A voice said, causing Mark to turn and see a guy he remember. It was the guy who the real Pahras had referred to as Tristan, " What are you doing?" "Where' you come from?" Mark asked, looking around. "I came because I have something to tell you, but...." Tristan said, turning to walk away. Mark sighed, " Hold up....Tristan?" he followed Tristan out the door, " Tristan." "Was that a chick?" Tristan asked. "Ummm, yeah. Thought I'd try out some new things." Mark lied. "I just, I guess I should have knocked." Tristan said quietly. "Yeah, that'd be nice. I didn't even hear the door." Mark said calmly. "I came because I wanted to tell you that...I, I've been lying." Tristan paused, " I am half demon." Mark nodded, " Oh. Oh, well, that's....really bad. And you feel bad about that? That's really ga...great. Bad. But great." he said quickly. Tristan just stared. "Ummm, so, you want...to be with me?" Mark asked. "Yeah." Tristan smiled, " Ummm, I'm leaving. And I just wanted you to, I wondered if..." "That's sweet, but I'm not driving stick anymore." Mark said. "Oh, well, umm...I'm gonna miss you." Tristan said, hugging Mark, who tensed up. "Okay, yeah, buh bye." Mark said, going back into the room, leaving Tristan to shimmer out of the room. - - - - - - - - - - Mitch, who had taken Wyatt's identity, still found himself in shock. He felt guilt over what he had done. Not really any guilt for becoming all powerful, but that somewhere out there, he might be dead. Mitch felt bad for that. Not that either of his cousins did. They didn't. He hadn't meant to kill anyone, especially Pahras. They had chosen, or rather been born, to do what they did. They had studied the Charmed Ones. He had been enamored with them. One in particular. He thought that their relationship was interesting, especially Chris and Pahras'. And how Wyatt completely missed it. Chris and Pahras 'loved' each other. Their bond was...more friendship and brotherly. Mitch found that being the new Wyatt would be great if only Mark wasn't the new Pahras. "Hey, sweetie, how are you?" Piper asked, walking through the door. "I'm good, mommy." Mitch smiled nervously. - - - - - - - - - - "We can't!" I said quickly, " We don't appear as ourselves. Don't you listen when your mom talks?" "Ok, so do you have any ideas to contribute?" Chris snapped. "Let's see, how about you can kiss my ass." I said, rolling my eyes. "You guys." Wyatt sighed. "Look, all you've done is said no." Chris argued angrily. "Would you rather me say, 'Oh yeah, go ahead and get killed'?" I frowned. "Actually yeah." Chris sneered. "Okay, that's enough." Wyatt said, causing a small earthquake, " We just need one solid plan." Chris sighed, " That we can all agree on." I sighed. "What about what happened to mom and Aunt Phoebe and Paige." Chris asked. "Setting up a fake preminition? Then what?" I asked. "Well, ummm, that's all that happened." Chris said, " Unless they left something out." "Yeah, I always thought they left something out...wait..." I said, thinking. "What?" Wyatt asked. "Wasn't that around the time when you went back in time?" I asked Chris. "So, he helped? Wonderkid." Wyatt half-smirked. "I just...they took the power of three. No spell. What in the frickin hell happened?" I asked. "So, they lied?" Chris asked. "No, they just didn't tell us things," I smirked, " things that pertain to you going back in time." "Wait...wait...ok, our powers are tied to our emotions." Wyatt explained, " And our bonds are how powerful we are, if that bond is broken..." he trailed. "....The Charmed thingy is broken. Ok, so how do we break them?" I asked. They looked at me. "What?" I asked. "Mitch. He hesitated." Wyatt said. "After trying to kill me." I said. "He...he didn't." Chris said, " He was after the book and he looked like..." he looked at Wyatt, " as if he was just as shocked as we were. "Ok, so demony boy..." Wyatt started. "Not demon. Bad, bad witch." I corrected. "Witch boy has a hard-on for you?" Wyatt asked. "Doesn't everybody?" I joked, " So, how does this work?" I asked. - - - - - - - - - - "I love what you've done with the place." Mark smiled as he moved through p3 with Michael, " It's got that 'it' thing." Mark said, admiring the lovely lady on poles. "Sexy." Michael smirked, blowing her a kiss. "Sleazy." Mitch said, walking up to them, " We're supposed to be being them, not changing everything about them." "Chill, big cuz, we're on top of things." Mark said, " Plus, I don't see you working on people at the hospital." "That's because I've been conferring with the new Source." Mitch said. "Barbas?" Mark asked. "No, the new one." Mitch smirked, " He should be taking the throne back any day now." "Whatever. All I know is that being them is a blast." Michael smirked, " I'm missing Kyle Xy as we speak." "It's okay, Jessie's not coming through that window for another couple of hours." Mark smirked. "What about Kyle?" Mitch asked. "It was very gay-centric. You would have loved it." I said, walking up to them and looking around, " Wow, is this the sleez from all of you or just one of your diseased minds?" Mitch looked me up and down, " You're okay." he asked. "No, my shirt is crushed and of course my jeans are muy bloody..." I began. "...I mean you." Mitch said, shocked. "You're brave." Michael said. "Or..." Mark began. "Very stupid." I finished, rolling my eyes, " No points for originality. Which one of you is me?" "I am." Mark smirked. "Wow, I've let myself go." I chuckled and he raised his hand, " Ah, you can't...we're in public." He waved his hand and the party froze. He, again, lifted his hand to blow me up, but Mitch grabbed his arm and the blast hit the bar and caused a hunk to blow off! "What the fuck is your problem?!" Mark growled. "Why kill him?!" Mitch asked, " That's sloppy. Besides..." "Screw orders!" Michael said angrily. "You're not gonna touch him!" Mitch shouted. "Duh!" Mark said quickly. Mark pulled his hands up and Mitch raised his hand and Mark flew backwards, but Michael raised his hand and Mitch disappeared and appeared high above the floor, falling to the ground. I smirked and ran the other way! As I turned the corner, I felt my explosive power blow the wall up beside me! I ran into Wyatt's arms and orbed to the manor. - - - - - - - - - - As we got to the Manor, Chris stood with the book. We waited for the other Charmed Ones to appear, but they never did. In a sudden flash, the Stillman cousins stood in front of us, with the book. "Whoa, what happened?" Chris asked. "I froze you." Mark smirked. "Now what're you going to do?" Michael asked. Chris reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper, " Say a little spell." he smirked. "Freeze them!" Mitch shouted. Chris raised his hands and lightning shot out of his hands, throwing them back through the wall! We gathered around, reading the spell, " We call upon the ancient powers, in this time, and in this hour, we call our powers and identities, come to us and settle here!" and suddenly I felt something run through me and the Stillmans stood opposite of us. "Gonna kill us now?" Mark asked. "Oh no, I'm gonna kick your ass!" I said, walking towards them, but Wyatt grabbed my arm. "They still have powers." Wyatt said. Mark materialized an energy ball and I held out my hand, " Energy ball!" and it disappeared in blue orbs and I made a motion to send it back and it him in the chest, throwin ghim back against the wall. Wyatt and Chris looked at me in shock. "When..." Wyatt stammered. "It happens." I said, ducking another energy ball! I froze when I saw what they were doing. They had a potion, " You're how demons have been getting potions?!" "Duh." Mark sneered. "The source pays well." Michael smirked. I waited for the potions to hit the air and I froze them, then blew them up, causing an energy blast to ripple through the room, but as it got closer to us, Wyatt and Chris collectively stopped it, but it was still coming. I closed my eyes and held up my hand, trying to help and I opened my eyes to see the effects of the potions flying the other way. The Stillmans fell to the ground, powerless. Chriss and Wyatt looked at me. "You're bleeding." Wyatt said, grabbing me before I fell. "It happens." I smirked, passing out. - - - - - - - - Wyatt sat in the Manor, looking through photo albums and books he'd found at Magic School. He wanted to explore his past and would-be future. He found details on Gideon and even a few more details about himself. It was scary how he was twice-blessed and how his birth was 'foretold'. What did that mean? All he could see was twice-cursed. "Hey sweetie." Piper said, walking through the dor, " Where's Chris and Pa..." her eyes stopped at the books, " What's up, honey?" "I'm just reading up on...Mom," Wyatt said, looking up at her, " Why didn't you tell me?" Piper sighed and plopped down on the sofa, " Because we thought it important that you grow up without knowing all that." she smiled warmly. "Well, you keep things from me...not only from me, from us, almost got us killed. Is there anything else we should know?" Wyatt asked. "That's why I'm here...I need to tell you all something. When you're all together." Piper said, " Wyatt forgive us." Wyatt stood, " Mom, I love you and dad and Aunt Phoebe and Aunt Paige and everybody, but...I don't trust you and right now, I can't forgive you." he said, walking away. Piper just sat there in silence, waiting for Wyatt to come back and say that he did now. To joke and make it right again, but he didn't. - - - - - - - - - - I walked into Spencer's office, ready to hear the worst. He had called me in. He had told me that he had something I'd wanna see. A breaking story. Spencer must have known I was coming because he shut his laptop quickly and smiled up at me. He was sexy, very sexy. That's what attracted me before. I sat down. "Spencer, why am I here?" I asked nervously. "Well, umm, last time I saw you...you weren't yourself." Spencer said nervously. "And now you want to tel everyone?" I asked. "Actually, no. That secret is safe." Spencer said quickly, " I found this." he said, turning the computer screen to me. On the scree, I saw Tristan getting out of a plane. Cole and Eric meeting him and in big, bold letters, 'THE TRIAD OF LAW' flashing. "I thought you'd wanna know." Spencer said sadly, moving his hand on top of mine. - - - - - - - - - - Chris found himself by the book, again, as he had been lately. Wishing for a solution. He touched the book and ran his fingers along the page, wondering if he was making the right decision. Would Bianca be the one for him or was he wrong about Drake being the one? Was it he, not Wyatt, that was supposed to be with Drake? "I cast this spell, so it can tell, what's in store for me." Chris chanted and suddenly he was in the Manor. A little girl ran to him and hugged him. "DADDY!" a little girl said. "Daddy?" Chris repeated to himself. "Duh." Pahras smirked, " Paige, go wash up." "Ok Uncle Pahras." the little girl, Paige, smiled, running the other way. "What's going on, baby?" Bianca asked, kissing him. Chris found himself staring, then he was back in his time period. "Hey Chris." I smiled, " What's up?" "I don't even know." Chris said, leaving. I stared at him oddly, then Wyatt orbed in. "Hey. Can we talk?" Wyat asked. I nodded and we walked to the couch, " I...ummm, I was wondering where we are." "Where we are?" I asked. "WE." Wyatt said. "You think we can just...things like this take time. We'd have to build trust and...make plans...and..." I looked up into his eyes and I stopped, " Can we just skip all that? Can we just be kissing right now?" Wyatt smiled and kissed me hard, making it official. The book shook a little, then the pages flipped quickly and it shut and the triquetra that hadn't been connected in so long, since Drake left, jumped back together. - - - - - - - - - - If you liked it, let me know and I'll start on the next one.