Light and Dark (Charmed AU)

Chapter 2

Chris stood across the street from the apartment building he'd been born in. As a guardian, his mother was not supposed to have children of her own. So she'd given her son the last name Perry, the one she'd had when she was alive and one that remained prominent in the Wiccan community, before leaving him with the system.

Chris did not have the best luck as the first five homes he went to were either abusive families or neglected him. That is, until the Halliwells found him.

<><><>Flashback<><><>

An eight year old Chris Perry ran through the streets.

It was already dark out and the young boy knew that that was when the monsters came and attacked him but he couldn't stay at the house. Mr. Everrett had gotten mad at him again so when Chris woke up on the cold tile floor of the kitchen he decided to leave.

Either social services would find him within at least a week or the monsters would get him. But that hadn't happened yet.

The young boy turned into an alley, limping and trying not jostle his ribs which he thought were either fractured or flat out broken but he couldn't be sure.

He was settling into a corner behind some boxes when he saw the evil guy shimmer into existence.

Chris closed his eyes as the demon turned to him and his pale green shield went up.

He flinched as the first fireball hit it. With a bit of concentration Chris made a ring of fire around his shield as extra protection. He kept it up for almost ten minutes when he sensed three women turn into the alley.

His eyes snapped open in horror. These women wouldn't be able to protect themselves. The demon had already turned to the women so Chris stood on shaky legs, most of his weight on his right leg.

The woman in the center who had long brown hair raised her hands in a defensive position but Chris rendered that unecessary as he flung the demon against the brick wall with a swipe of his arm then, pointing a hand at the creature, he sent a burst of lightning at the thing which combusted instantly.

The three women looked at him in shock as he fell back against the wall. Chris was sure he looked terrible with his bloodstained t-shirt, longish hair in his eyes and basically a walking skeleton.

The oldest one stepped forward cautiously as there was still a ring of fire around the child, a look of motherly concern on her face.

"Hey sweetie. Are you okay?" She asked as she knelt down at a safe distance from the flames.

He looked at her warily before extending a hand, palm facing her. She watched as he closed it while twisting his hand and pulling his arm towards himself and the fire went out, letting her closer.

As she scooched closer to him he focused on his shield, making sure it'd only let people through if they meant him no harm. He visibly relaxed when the a arm she'd extended towards him was able to pass through the barrier. She smiled at him.

"My name's Piper Halliwell and these are my sisters, Phoebe and Paige. What's your name?"

"Chris." He responded in a small voice. "Chris Perry."

Paige's eyebrows shot up. They'd come across some witches with the name Perry maybe three years earlier but they hadn't seen this boy before. Not to mention that he had displayed a great deal of power not ten minutes before and none of the Perry's had been that powerful.

Piper continued to focus on the boy.

"Well Chris, why don't you come home with us. It's quite late so you can share a room with my son, get some rest, and in the morning we'll get you back to your family."

"NO!!!" he yelled, backing up further against the wall and hissing as his ribs were shifted.

Paige, having been a social worker, saw the signs of child abuse and rushed forward.

"Or you can stay with us. You don't have to go back home."

Chris had tears in his eyes as he nodded, his shield lowering.

"Thank you." He whispered, allowing Piper to take him in her arms though he whimpered when she touched his ribs.

"Paige, orb us home, I'll get Wyatt up to heal him." Phoebe said, grabbing her little sister's hand.

Paige put a hand on the oldest sister's shoulder and the four of them disappeared in shining blue lights.

<><><>flashback end<><><>

The twenty-two year old sighed before, with a bit more effort and concentration than it took to orb, he shimmered away, into the underworld to find information.

Thanks to his demonic sperm donor that some would call his father, while his powers were predominantly Wiccan and angelic, he did have access to some demonic ones as well.

Reappearing outside a demonic bar, he quickly glamoured himself and his clothes so he would blend in a bit more.

He took one more deep breath before entering the so called "establishment". A few demons and darklighters looked up but obviously didn't find the newcomer all that interesting as they soon returned to their drinks and companions.

Chris was careful to keep his face blank as he went over to the bar and ordered himself a beer. He decided to stay seated at the bar as he tried his best to listen to the conversations around him inconspicuously.

Everything was going fine until a demon came and sat beside him.

"Haven't seen you around before pretty boy."

Chris shivered internally but outwardly just leaned back and smirked at him.

"You think I'm pretty?"

The demon grinned maliciously, until Chris raised a hand.

With an elbow resting on the glass top, Chris casually watched the sparks of electricity dance between his fingers.

"I know that mortals are particularly fragile. One jolt could stop their heart. I wonder how much voltage it would take to stop your heart."

A few other demons around them started to notice what was happening at the bar.

The demon next to Chris backed up a little in his seat, eyeing the electricity. Noting the attention and not wanting to come across as weak, he smirked at the young brunette.

"Oh that won't be necessary sweetheart. Trust me, I can show you a good ti-AAAAHHHH!!!"

He was cut off as he erupted in flames and Chris just smirked, turning back to his beer.

He had started a reputation for himself in the underworld now. They didn't need to know his name, they just needed to know that someone new had arrived that wasn't to be messed with.

With one more dangerous smirk at the customers in the establishment, he shimmered out.