Running with the Devil

Chapter 1

Summary : Chris and Wyatt's relationship is solid stone. Together they rule what is theirs and together they are happy. However, the world dosen't see it that way. What if Chris is kidnapped? What if they shove their thoughts into Chris's head? Who will Chris choose in the end?

Warning : Incest to the max! Dont like it? Leave!

Chris walked through the dirt filled alley. Cans and old newspapers littered the floor that was already dressed with bodies that had not contained a soul in a while. It was filthy and disgusting and when it opened up into the city, it was no better. People hid in their homes. Mothers were afraid to let their children run loose. The elders no longer cared for lending a hand to the mortals. Hell, they were afraid to leave Heaven because of Him- The person who did this. The person who had people too scared to even fathom having a life that was free. His brother. Wyatt Halliwell.

Chris bit his lip as a cold air whirled around him and he slightly smiled to himself. Sometimes, he swore that even when his brain started to drift towards his brother, he could sense it. And hell he wouldn't be too surprised. The two were so close that they could tell when even something remotely wrong dissatisfied the other. At one point, however, the extremity of their closeness had gotten too far. Chris remembered when he had accidentally cut himself on a knife and he had merely hissed. Wyatt had evidentially felt that pain from wherever he was and orbed, energy ready in his hands to murder whoever had hurt his baby brother. The two had then be forced to train their minds to only send things when they wanted too, and only when there was pain.

They also didn't loose their ability to connect telepathically. Chris wouldn't have allowed it anyway; he secretly loved the fact that wherever he was, Wyatt could say I love you and he would hear it. And that's what Chris loved. He loved the security and the love that radiated towards him. He loved that when Wyatt slipped into him at night, he could tell that it was filled with love and not just lust. The love that Wyatt showed no other; Just him. Besides, how could the source of all evil show love to anyone else, right?

" Snap out of it Man."

Chris nearly jumped when his companion caught his attention. He shifted his brown eyes towards Blake, his only friend. Blake was one of Wyatts best assassins and when Chris had first started to let Wyatt convince him that killing was not an act of good nor bad, he had sent his love to get lessons from Blake. Blake took him out once a week to learn to kill without obsessing over the screams of horror or the pained expressions on victims. And slowly but surely, Chris had gotten over it. He didn't like it, but he never told Wyatt exactly that he always had at least one nightmare whenever it was HIS power that killed someone.

" Sorry," He mumbled, blushing. Blake laughed.

" You are nothing like your brother." He joked.

But Chris knew the truth. Wyatt had no friends and Chris wasn't really allowed to have any.

" Chris," He warned himself. "He doesn't because of your safety."

He shook is head. If Blake or anyone even talked to Wyatt like Blake talked to Chris, they would be dead. But Chris secretly liked being the nicer one. Though he didn't get the chance to show it, considering he was second in power only to Wyatt.

Blake rolled his eyes.

" Just be quiet, I think he is stopping."

They both looked ahead and watched their victim as he stopped jogging. They had been following the red head for almost two hours. He was apart of the alliance, a big group who was planning on over throwing Wyatt's legends. Wyatt had intentions of killing every one of them but when he had other things to attend to, he oh so kindly convinced Chris to do it for him.

Suddenly, the red head stopped and Chris and Blake shrank into the shadows. Chris's stomach flipped. He was always nervous when he hid ; Always afraid he would be caught.

" You alright babe?" Wyatt's voice suddenly echoed in his thoughts. Chris smiled.

" Im okay Wye," He responded. And that was all Wyatt needed. The fact that his love was safe.

Chris frowned as he watched the man look around eerily, making sure no one was watching, before he started whispering something. A soft spell, it sounded, and the dust seemed to make an entranceway. From out of the ground appeared a door made of the soils of the earth. The man started to walk through. Blake and Chris nodded and sprinted up when the man started to disappear behind the door. They skidded through the door just as the dust has cleared and his eyes went wide when he found himself in a chamber underground.

Their victim suddenly realized he had been followed as he turned around and screamed. His mistake. The man had disintegrated before his scream had finished. Chris looked at Blake; the man loved to do the killing.

Chris suddenly became alerted when he heard people running towards them.

" Shit," He cursed as shadows showed more than 10 people coming around the corner.

Blake just grinned.

" More prey," He laughed.

As people started rounding the corner Chris had no choice but to defend himself and started killing those who approached. Alliance members had faces of pure hatred as they arrived, shouting and sending spells towards the two men. Chris raised his hands to kill one more before something made him stop. The girl he was about to kill had lowered her hood of white to reveal a pretty, petite brown haired figure. Chris's eyes went wide.

" Mi..Mikayla?" His cousin looked at him with sad eyes.

" Wyatt's got you killing people too?"

Chris swallowed harshly at her words.

" If you wouldn't try to kill him we wouldn't have to kill you," He managed.

Mikayla looked at him hard.

" Chris this isn't the real you," She started. " Your good Chris, I know you are."

" Look, just shut up, okay? I haven't talked to you in years. Your moms dead, my mothers dead, there's no point in even talking," Chris started.

The girl was quiet.

" Your not going to kill me, are you?" She sounded confident. Chris just glared.

" I was ordered to kill anyone I see."

" Ordered?" Her voice was cold. " Your own brother actually orders you?"

" Hey, he doesn't order anything. It's more like a request." Chris was getting defensive.

" Hey Chris, I got her," Blakes voice intruded. Chris looked up quickly as Blake got fired up with electricity.

" No!" Chris shouted. Mikayla's eyes went wide. Chris had a split second to decide and before he could stop himself, he jumped into the way of the ball.

As the electricity hit him he hissed, but the power wasn't strong enough to kill him. Instead, he felt his skin tingle with a slight burn.

"That's going to hurt tomorrow," he thought dimly.

" What the hell Chris?" Blake's voice sounded disgusting. Chris ignored him and instead turned around but Mikayla had already orbed out.

" Shit.." He thought.

" Wyatt said to kill everyone and - " Blake started.

" I know, okay!" He cut Blake off. " I'll deal with Wyatt."

Chris felt his head start to throb and with a last thought he voiced,

"I'm in trouble."

A/N : I would love to hear what ya'll think. Do you want more? Can I change anything? Please let me know. : )