Chapter 4:

"Slayer!"

A shocked silence followed this statement as the Halliwell family tried to process the information. The first one out of their shock was Melinda.

"Slayer! As in Buffy the Vampire Slayer!" She shouted at Chris.

Chris just turned around and looks at her in disbelief "OK, I have said it once and I will say it again, you watch too much TV." The rest of the Halliwell's sadly chuckled seeing the truth behind the words as the younger Chris just spoke the exact same sentence to them two days ago.

They were broken out of their reverie when one of the vampires aimed a punch at Chris's face. They all shouted out a warning, but it was too late Chris had already blocked the attack and twisted the limb until there was a sickening crack as the joint popped out. The vamp howled in pain and then fell to the floor.

"Come on are you a demon or not." Chris scorned in disgust.

This of course just made the demons angry. All at once three of them charged at him, the first one was easy to dispatch, a simple snap of the neck and the demon was no more. But the two after it was a whole different story. Unfortunately the fact that they were vampires gave them the ability to smell blood, and the fact that Chris wound reopened didn't help his chances.

They circled him, waiting to get revenge for the death of their 'brother'. Chris assessed them in his mind, the one currently on the left was big in the muscle department and was obviously the stronger of the two, and this gave Chris an advantage he was more agile and able to move easier than the muscular types so he quickly realized that the way to beat this one would be through speed. The second one would be more of a challenge, it was built like Chris and eerily reminded him of a panther 'great so I face Baloo and bageera' he thought sarcastically. He knew that his agility would be hindered with his wound so Bageera would have the upper hand; he was going to have to use his strength more and hope that that is enough to overpower him.

Baloo attacked first. He aimed a spinning kick at Chris's head; Chris was barely able to duck in time. Unfortunately that was there plan all along. When Chris ducked he took his gaze away from the pair and Bageera took the opportunity to aim a punch at his wound.

"Ahhh" Chris cried out at the same time that his family cried out in rage and the demons cried out in triumph.

A triumph that wouldn't last.

Baloo, thinking that they had Chris where they wanted them, aimed another punch at his guts. In a matter of seconds Chris's hand was wrapped around Baloo's closed fist. The demons gasped shocked because Chris was able to block an attack from the strongest one in the group, while injured!

Standing up straight Chris glared into Baloo's eyes. "OK, now I am pissed!" He muttered before he reached out and backhanded Baloo into the table at the far end of the attic, unfortunately for Baloo the table splintered and he turned to dust without a chance to utter a word of pain. Chris paid him no heed and continued on his rampage. His right elbow struck out and hit Bageera in the throat crushing the windpipe.

Vampires may not need to breathe, but some human instincts remain in their system (especially in the cases of younger vampire) so Bageera began to gag. Chris took the opportunity to smash the chair next to him in smithereens and use one of the legs of the chair to impale his heart.

When the dust vanished Chris turned to find the other vampires making a speedy exit.

Dackric ran and jumped out of the attic window onto the street below, bellowing angrily behind his retreating back "I will get you slayer! One day you will die by my hand!"

"COWARD!" Was the only reply as Chris watched the group of seventeen vampires running down the street (one of them cradling its arm) with amusement.

Turning back around Chris came face to face with many PISSED family members.

"What?" He asked. Seeing the look on their faces (a look that he encounters a lot) he added "What did I do this time?"

What he did not expect was for his family to start laughing. He just looked at them confused as his sisters began to roll around on the floor. He mentally shrugged 'man I knew this family was crazy'.

Wyatt was the first one to recover and said "Sorry son, it's just the way that you said it; I assume that you get into trouble a lot in the future?"

"Now and then." Was the evasive answer complete with a shrug of the shoulders.

Leo spoke next. "Eur, Chris would you mind…." He trailed off motioning to the cage.

"Oh sorry." Chris said as he bent down to remove one of the crystals. He tried to hide his wince as he did so, but everyone noticed and the laughter in the room faded. As soon as he stood up with the crystal in hand Wyatt and Leo were surrounding him. Wyatt pushed him into the nearest seat and Leo set about lifting his shirt to inspect the reopened wound.

"We need to get this clean up again sport." Leo said. Wyatt squeezed his sons shoulder reassuringly.

Chris heaved a deep sigh. "OK," He muttered. With that he was dragged out of the room, being followed by many concerned family members. The Halliwells were thinking about the events that the day has brought. While Chris was thinking 'Shit what am I going to tell them now. So much for future consequences'

A/N Oh My God!

I am so sorry that it has taken so long to update, but I had lost my muse.

I updated it finally because I PASSED my ALEVELS!

YAY!

Anyway I hope that you like this chapter...I will try not to take too long to update next.

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