Note: This will be the last chapter. But, don't fret! I'm starting the sequel tomorrow after school! Or tonight. Probably tonight. Well, we'll see!
Chapter 22: A New Chapter Of Our Lives
Chris started mixing the potion in the kitchen as Michael walked in, carrying a bottle of acid, holding it out away from him, wearing gloves, and carrying the bottle in a pair of tongs.
Chris smiled. "Paranoid?"
"Very," Michael said, setting down the bottle on the table slowly.
Leona walked in behind her father. "He doesn't get much better around acid in the future. He's scared to death of it."
"He's been scared of it ever since he saw that movie with the acid rain in it," Chris said, smiling, putting on a glove, grabbing the bottle, and pouring it into the pot.
"Which one?" Leona asked, raising her eyebrows.
"Exactly," Chris said, smirking, looking up at her.
Leona smiled. She looked over at the ingredients on the table and wrinkled her nose when she saw the pig's feet. "You guys need anything?"
"Nope. I think we're set," Chris said, adding in some ginger.
"Then I'm gonna go talk to Michelle," she said, sighing. "Life as an older sister means constantly watching out for her. I mean, if it weren't for me, she'd be dead right now. She would've died, like, twenty times already. I'm tellin ya."
"Well, good thing she has you," Chris said, rolling his eyes.
"I'm sayin!" Leona said, smiling, before exiting the room.
"Can ya get me a vial?" Chris asked, looking over at Michael.
Michael nodded and grabbed a vial from the cabinet. He walked over to Chris and handed it to him. "Chris, I'm scared," he said suddenly.
Chris looked over at him. "Michael, the rest of the potion makes it so the acid one hurt you. It calms the chemicals down."
Michael smiled slightly, rolling his eyes. "No. That's not what I'm scared of."
Chris carefully poured some of the potion into a vial, then looked over at his little brother. "Then what?"
"I'm scared that I won't make a good father," Michael said, looking down at the floor.
Chris smiled. "You'll make a great one."
Michael looked up at him, his eyebrows raised. "Ya really think so?"
"No," Chris said, shaking his head. "I know so."
Michael smiled. "Well, let's go kick some demon ass, huh?"
Chris smiled. "Sounds like fun."
Michael laughed as the two left the room and walked into the dining room, where the table was set on it's side.
Prue looked over at the two. "We were thinkin that The Power of Three should do this."
Paris nodded. "Yeah. It'd be a lot safer."
Pearl nodded. "Because we're a lot strong than you guys." She smiled.
"No," Chris said, walking over. "I'm going to be involved in this."
Prue shrugged. "Suit yourself. Just don't blame us when you get killed."
Chris rolled his eyes. "Just read the spell."
Prue rolled her eyes and sighed as she turned back to her little sister and her cousin. She held out the book to them.
"Ancient magic black and white, bring the us the demon that dwells at night. The demon that feds on pain and stress, the one that feds on women who's life is a mess. Bring him to us in this place, so we can erase his existence from time and space," they chanted.
Then there came a wind within the manor, turning into a tornado, the five ducking behind the table. When it all stopped, they slowly stood up, facing the demon.
"You rang?" the demon asked, smirking evilly at them.
"You have someone we want," Chris said, walking over to him, clutching the vial in his fist.
"And who would that be?" the demon asked, crossing his arms.
"Do you really expect me to believe that you keep the names of your victims?" Chris asked, raising his eyebrows.
The demon nodded. "In my human form, I'm a social worker. I know every single mother there is in the state of California."
"Samantha Rogers," Chris said, crossing his arms.
"And what do I get out of the trade?" the demon asked, tapping the tips of his fingers together.
"You get to keep your life," Chris said, showing him the potion.
The demon backed away from him. "How do I know that I can trust you? You're a Halliwell. I don't trust any Halliwells."
"Well, that's just to bad. Because, there's either a chance that you'll die, or you'll deffinatly die. Your choice."
"I'll see what I can do," the demon said before smoking out.
Michael walked up behind Chris. "Jeez, Chris."
Chris turned to him. "I'm not losing anybody else."
The demon smoked in behind Michael, stabbing him in the back, holding Samantha by her neck.
Michael gasped as the knife entered his back, grabbing onto Chris.
Chris's eyes went wide.
The demon grabbed Michael. "It's your choice, Halliwell. Samantha or your brother. Call me when you've chosen," he said before smoking away.
Tears came to Chris's eyes. "I can't lose another brother."
Piper ran up to him from the stairs, where everyone else was, hiding. "Honey, we can get both of them."
Chris turned to her, nodding. "Yeah. I know. We'll, uh, we'll get Michael, then someone else can get Sammy. And they'll have the potion with. But, we have to do it now so Michael doesn't bleed to death."
Prue walked up to the two. "You and me, Chris. We'll do it. Pearl and Paris will read the spell, but then they'll go into the kitchen." She walked over to her sister and cousin. "Again."
The two nodded and the three chanted the spell, then the younger two ran into the kitchen as Prue walked up next to Chris.
The demon smirked evilly at them, holding both Michael and Sammy. "Have you chosen?"
Chris nodded. "Yeah. We have."
"So, which one?" the demon asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Both," Chris said, quickly throwing the potion at the demon.
Prue grabbed Michael and Sammy, pulling them away.
The demon erupted into flames, screaming in pain.
Chris quickly turned to Michael, about to heal him, but found Leo doing it instead.
Sammy looked around, then smiled weakly. "Nice ta see you guys."
"You, too, Sammy. You, too," Chris said, smiling. He turned to Michael. "Are you okay?"
Michael nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine. The question is: are you okay?"
Chris forced a smile. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"You almost lost both brothers," Michael said, looking down at the floor.
Chris smiled. "But I didn't. And that's what's important."
Someone tapped him on his shoulder.
Chris quickly turned around and smiled wider. "Bianca."
Bianca smiled and kissed Chris deeply. "God, I missed you so much."
"I missed you, too. More than you know," Chris said, kissing her deeply back.
"God, I love you so much," Bianca said, kissing him deeply again.
"I love you more," Chris said, kissing her deeply again.
"Okay, okay. Enough kissing," Michael said, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms.
"So, what now?" Paige asked as everyone walked over to them, minus the future people, who had faded away to their time.
Phoebe shrugged. "We've gone through so much already. I guess it's just time for the next chapter in our lives."
"And, hopefully, it'll be better than this one was," Piper said, looking over at her.
I hope you guys enjoyed the story as much as I did! Be on the lookout for the sequel! Anyway, review please! Ciao!