Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed

a/n: these are not Chris's memories that I have been showing. This just shows how much the future has changed since Wyatt is evil as you can see. So they sort of are memories but…not Chris's memories…if that made any sense

Wyatt, Chris, and Will's Future

"Anybody see you?!" Henry asked as he came out of his hiding spot.

"Please! I've got it taken care of." Chris breezed. "Where's Will?!" Chris shrugged as he pulled his thin sweatshirt closer to him ignoring that he could see his breath in the air.

"I'm here." The half manticore walked out. "Come on let's go down to the rocks."

The three boys hiked down the hill of the park and towards the rocks of the bay.

Will was a tall twenty year old. He was lean and a bit scrawny but he was still well built. His honey brown hair stuck up and his brown eyes held a faded recklessness and more of a maturity and responsibility. Henry Jr. was small. His brown eyes were the same as his mother's and his dark brown hair was stuck up in spikes. He was normally quiet and was always high-strung. But his nervousness gave him great reflexes at the same time. Chris was a long skinny eighteen year old. His brown hair that he got from his mother was long and messy and his emerald green eyes shown brightly with determination mixed with an amount of guilty at the same time.

As the boys reached the rocks they tried to ignore the icy spray that made it feel like daggers on their skin.

"Hey Henry watch out for the edge. Don't want you falling in." Will called before they sat down on some rocks. For a moment they were silent before Chris spoke first.

"I'm going back." He finally announced. Will shifted uncomfortably. "I have to go back. I have to fix this…"

"Would you stop it!" It was a demanding plea not a question.

"Stop what?!"

"Stop taking the world on your shoulders. It isn't your job to take responsibility for what he's done." Will shouted. He opened his mouth to say something but sighed out in frustration and began pacing rubbing a hand through his hair.

"You're a different person than he is. We've always known that." Henry quietly added.

"It is my fault. If I only just…" Chris began.

"You're NOT the cause of your mom's death!" Will interrupted already knowing where this was going. "You had nothing to do with it!"

"I do have something to do with it! She died trying to save me! Me! Not some innocent! Me! You have no clue how that feels!" Chris was yelling now too.

"I have no clue?! Are you kidding me!? My dad died trying to save me! Chris your mom was like my own mother to me! When my Dad died I went to your mom! I think I have some idea of what you're feeling Chris!"

"Yeah but still… I screwed everything up and now I have to fix it. It's something I need to do."

Will's jaw was clenched and his hands were balled into fists but he saw the familiar determination in Chris's eyes.

"I'm not asking for your approval. I'm going back whether you're with me or not. But I wish you would do it with me!" Chris finished.

"You're only eighteen." Will begged. He knew Chris was going to get his help but he still didn't like it. He knew that if Chris went back to the past everything would be out of his control and he couldn't protect him anymore if he was gone. That was how Will was. If he couldn't control it then he couldn't protect them and he didn't like that. He protected Chris and Henry like they were his own brothers. "Just promise me…Wait until you're twenty." Chris stared at him for a moment. "When you turn twenty then I will do everything in my power to get you to the past…Ok? Two more years." Chris thought for a moment before nodding in a silent agree.

"Good." Suddenly Chris went in and gave Will a hug. Henry Jr. just sat out for a moment letting the two friends share a moment together.

Henry's sharp ears caught the strange buzzing noise. "What the hell is that?!" Suddenly two probes flew through the sky and in front of the three boys. Chris waved his hand sending one of the probes into the rocks. Will grabbed out at the other probe smashing it into nothing but shards of metal in his hands.

"Are they gone?!" Will asked looking for anymore probes. Suddenly a probe sped towards them faster than the normal probe. So fast that Will and Chris had to duck down. Henry raised his hands and the blue light emitted from them deflecting it sending it in the opposite direction. But then another speeding probe came and hit Henry in the head sending him into the frigid water. More probes came and surrounded Will and Chris.

Henry coughed out the water in his lungs as the waves pulled him further out into the water. His head fell under water for a moment and he struggled to stay up. A small gash from his head was causing his head to throb and his vision to blur in and out. He was to shaken with fear to even orb up on dry land and the coldness of the water was making his thoughts fuzzy. Finally he fell under the waves and didn't come back up.

Chris saw his cousin fall under the waves and not come back up but he knew why. He can't swim! Was the only thing that ran through his head. Chris ran to the edge and dove into the water. Will smashed the last probe before throwing off his jacket and diving in as well.

Chris' head came up for air before he dove down into the water. His eye stung from the coldness of the water but Chris desperately searched for his younger cousin. His clothes were weighing him down but he still looked and looked and looked.

Finally he spotted a small blob. Henry's eyes were closed and his arms floated limply in the water. Chris grabbed him from the arms and kicked powerful kicks as he and Henry Jr. began to make a break for the top of the waves.

Chris coughed up the water as he emerged from the waves. His hair hung loosely to his face and his breathing was rapid as the coldness finally started to kick in. Will swam over and helped Chris drag Henry over to the edge. Pulling himself out of the bay, Will took Henry from Chris and pulled him out as well.

Will cursed under his breath as he realized Henry wasn't breathing. Placing his strong hands on the seventeen year old's chest he began to push down five times before moving over to Henry's mouth and blowing a big breath. Chris watched as Will began to count to himself while Henry was still not moving. Chris's shakes were uncontrollable. Not only from the freezing cold but also from the thick tension in the air. He had to force himself from looking at his cousin and kept the look out for anyone else.

Finally Henry gasped before he started coughing out water. Quickly placing his jacket over the shivering boy Will easily picked him up. Henry was always scrawny and small for his age but lately he had lost a lot of weight. He carried Henry behind a few bushes and trees making sure Chris followed. He wrapped the dry jacket closer around Henry and tried to ignore the shakes of the bitter cold on his wet skin. Henry's lips were turning a weird shade of blue and his eyes were unfocused. He almost seemed like he was about to fall asleep against Will's chest.

"H…Hold o…o…on bu…ddy." Will's jaw was shaking as if he was a in a mighty earthquake. Just as he had suspected four demons shimmered in. The demons looked at each other before looking around. The three boys tensed and tried to stay as still as possible holding their breath as one demon looked in their direction. He began walking towards them. Just as the demon was close enough to see the slight shakes of their cold forms another demon called out.

"They're not here." The demon then shimmered out followed by the other two. The last demon looked one last time before shimmering out concealing Will's shimmer with his.

A young woman screamed as a demon shimmered in behind her.

"Boo!" The demon laughed. She had medium length dark brown hair with blues eyes to match. Her skinny form showed from her dark leather pants that clung to her hips and the dark black halter top that showed her midriff. She had a small design of a tattoo that wrapped around her arm that looked like it snaked around her bicep.

The young woman ran in the opposite direction only for a warlock to blink in front of her.

"Sweetie it's not polite to leave a conversation without giving an excuse first." The warlock sighed. She looked very similar with the demon only her eyes were a dangerous brown instead of blue. Her leather pants that tied from her hip all the way down her leg held a small atheme on the back of her belt. Her black sleeve sweater that barely covered the front of her chest was only held together because of a few strings. The warlock's eyes glinted with a dangerous joy as she saw the cowering woman.

"Where has the manner gone Cecilia?! I didn't even get to play with the witch before she ran off." The demon smirked as she walked over to her sister. The warlock named Cecilia scowled as the woman began to cower against the wall.

"At least you got her to screams Bianca. I'm only getting whimpers." Cecilia grumbled. The young woman thrust herself towards the sisters but the two just stepped a side as the young woman fell to the ground. The two laughed before they began to advance on the woman. But suddenly the two sisters where thrown back and onto the ground. Soft jingling filled the air. Quickly Bianca and Cecilia stood up and saw a tall man standing in front of the witch. His hair was a dark brown and his eyes where an intense shade of gray/blue. The sisters snarled at the whitelighter and began to walk towards them but he raised his hand in the air to reveal two small potion bottles.

"Don't come any closer. Not unless you want a face full of potion and glass." He warned. His charge stood up and coward behind him.

"We aren't afraid of potions." Cecilia hissed.

"O no?! What if I told you this is a power blocking poison?!" The whitelighter threatened. Bianca staggered back a bit as he raised his arm higher. Suddenly a long sai soared through the air. The unnamed charge dropped down with a scream. The long blade embedded itself into the stone wall exactly a few centimeters to the left of where Diana's head would have been. Suddenly a dark figure jumped from a tall stone wall and to the ground. A tall phoenix witch stood up straighter. She wore leather pants and vest that made her seem like a graceful cat. Her midriff showed from the vest that only buttoned once. The green eyes that she was blessed with blazed straight through the whitelighter who couldn't help but awe in her beauty. On her left wrist was a birthmark of a large bird and on her hip was the tattoo of a black triquetra.

"Problem?!" The phoenix asked as she stood in front of the other two. It was obvious she was the eldest of the three. "Put it down slowly…or the next one doesn't miss." The whitelighter didn't move so to prove her point she twirled her last sai quickly before staring at him with a raised eyebrow. Finally the whitelighter placed the vials down on the ground before moving even more in front of his charge. The phoenix raised her hand and the other sai returned to her. Twirling both of them skillfully in her finger she placed them each on the sides of her hips. The whitelighter couldn't help but feel like she was showing off bit...for him. For some odd reason he wished she was.

"I'm surprised there is still a whitelighter left. I thought my father cleared you all out." She spoke.

"I left the Elders a long time ago." The whitelighter replied. His grey blue eyes were like the clouds of a thunderstorm.

"Yes and your father is the reason for all our sufferings! He raised Hell and now he raised his three brats he calls daughters! Hasn't he made us suffer enough?!" the whitelighter's charge spat on the ground towards them. Cecilia began to advance towards her but the phoenix witch held her arm out in front of her.

"Control your charge's tongue whitelighter. I might not be able to stop my sister the next time." The phoenix warned as she glared at the young woman.

"O and the all powerful phoenix princess should know. You're father is a coward! Nothing but a coward!" The charge shouted.

"Amber!" The whitelighter hissed under his breath to silence his charge but she didn't listen.

"You're nothing but white trash with imaginary tiaras!" Amber yelled. Suddenly a giant ball of fire flew the sky. The whitelighter dove for his charge and orbed out just as the fireball was in mere sizzling distance. It hit the wall so hard it knock a hole through it. The phoenix turned quickly to her youngest sister.

"Damnit!" Bianca hissed as she saw her fireball miss.

"What the Hell were you thinking!?" The phoenix spat.

"What do you mean what was I thinking?!" Bianca yelled.

"If you ever go against a direct order from me I will not cover your ass. Neither of you." The phoenix said in a low dangerous voice. She turned away from her sisters and began walking down the alley. She had felt this strange sensation she had never felt before but that feeling left the moment the whitelighter did. Finally she shimmered away mid step.

a/n: Like I said these were NOT Chris's memories but just to show you what would happen to the past just because Wyatt would turn evil. I plan to post a little side story called "Perfect Torn Sky" for Lena and Kyle in the bad future in like a few days I just have to finish typing it and then post it . So tell me what you think…and I've been shopping since five in the morning so im going to go take a nap now…Review!!!