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Nolite te bastardes carborundorum:
Don't let the bastards grind you d
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From Margaret Atwood's The Handmaid's Tale
Charmed: Chris' Identity is Discovered {~Chapter 3~}
Summary: The Phoenix Clan is after Chris, and the sisters are trying to help. But there are many questions that they need answering. How long can Chris keep his identity a secret? [Before Chris-Crossed]
Characters: Charmed Ones, Bianca, Chris, Leo
Pairing: No Pairing
Warnings: Angst, Heartbreak
Word Count: 862
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Chris was still wondering, who could be after him? Could it be Wyatt? Could Wyatt have sent an assassin after him. Well, he has done worse. Chris winced as he remembered the memories that have scarred him for life, literally.
“Hey Chris,” Piper Appeared by the playpen in the attic. Chris jumped slightly. Piper smiled. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“It’s fine. I was just a little distracted, I didn’t see you come up.” He admitted.
“Any progress?” She asked.
“Not really. I mean, I have made a few strong vanquishing potions, but what’s the point?”
“Chris, they are after you! Don’t say ‘what’s the point’!” She exclaimed, shocked at his words.
“I mean, even if we vanquish the Phoenix who is after me, they will just send more. We need to find out why they are after me. And it says in the book, someone hires them. Who? Who is after me? There is just a lot to figure out. And we don’t have a lot of time.”
“Wow, I guess I never thought of that.” Piper admits.
“Piper, I will just go to P3. I don’t want to endanger you or Wyatt.”
“They aren’t here yet.” She reminded him.
“But they will be…” He added.
“Way to kill the mood.” She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. He smiled at her. She sat on her grandmother’s couch once she was certain her son was okay.
“Did Leo orb down at all while I was having my nap?” She asked.
“No. Sorry Piper.”
“It’s fine.” She smiled, but the smile didn’t quite meet her eyes.
“You know what. You shouldn’t have to suffer through this. It’s Leo’s loss. Not yours. You have your sisters at your side, your safe son, a bitchy white lighter to help babysit whenever your amazing and successful job. Plus, all the magical powers you could ever ask for. Please, Pipe, don’t let Leo put you down. You deserve better. I mean, right now, he is probably in a room full of Elders wearing robes acting all serious. And, you know what, they say they are good people. But you guys, here on Earth, are the ones who are fighting and putting yourself in danger for the greater good. What do they do? Come down and heal us every once in a while.
And they say, THEY do the most. They aren’t worth it Piper. Please, don’t feel like that.” She looked stunned.
“Wow. That’s one hell of a speech you got there. How long have you been practicing that one?” She asked. He smiled.
“Well, in case you haven’t figured out by now, Elders aren’t exactly my favorite people.”
“Lucky for you, I have been observant. I have noticed that. Why? I mean, I have a ton of reasons, as you know. But, I am curious as to why you don’t like them.”
“You want the list?” He asked. She nodded.
“If you want to tell me.”
“I do. Well, when I was a teenager, my mother. Um…my mother was hurt so I called an Elder or a whitelighter down. And well, they were too late. And she died. AndI asked why they didn’t come sooner. And they said they didn’t think it was important. They never care about anyone else apart from themselves. And when I became a whitelighter they think they can dictate who I have a relationship with. And what I do with my time. And that isn’t right. They have too much power. I mean sure, they are the ‘good’ guys. But, they take witches for granted. They take everyone for granted. And as long as they are happy and safe, nothing else matters.” He looked down, not wanting Piper to see him like this. He said too much.
“I am sorry you had to go though that. Were you there when your mother died?” She asked. He nodded. Not wanting to say anything.
“I’m sorry. Was your mother a witch then?” Again, he nodded.
“Okay Chris, I have to ask. You seem to know a lot about us. Phoebe, Paige, Wyatt, and me. How? I mean, the other day you struggled to open the drawer in the sunroom, and you tapped it in the exact right place for it to open well. No one knows stuff like that if you don’t know the people. Do we know you? Are we going to know you? Do we know your family?” He moved his gaze up to meet hers finally.
“Piper, I know you are sick of me saying this. But, I can’t really tell you anything about myself. Future consequences. But I promise, you will know everything there is to know about me. And soon.”
“Okay. Thank you for telling me that about yourself.” She said,
“It’s okay. I am going to go into the Underworld, to see if anyone knows who has hired the Phoenix to come after me.”
“Okay. Phoebe messaged me. She will be home in a few minutes. Go on, be safe.”
“I will.” He smiled warmly at his mother and orbed away to the Underworld to see if he could get any answers.