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Christopher "Chris" Perry Halliwell. (changethefuture) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Chris was a relatively light sleeper, even for a kid. He had to be, as many pranks as his older brother had tried to play on him over their childhood thus far. Well, not try. Wyatt usually succeeded because Chris' magic couldn't complete with his older brother's. Not because of age, but because of his brother's powers. It wasn't fair. If they were 'normal' children of witch heritage they would be closer to equals. But nothing about his family was normal, even for the magic world.

As someone shook him Chris started awake, quickly rolling onto his back from where he had been curled up tight on his side. His eyes opened as he realized he didn't recognize the voice he heard... and why was his bed so hard all of a sudden. "Who are you?" Chris demanded, as well as a six year old could, sitting up and scooting a little bit away from the other boy. He wasn't awake enough for magical instincts to kick in yet. "Where am I?" came next as he looked around, all traces of sleep fading as he realized this wasn't at all his bedroom, or any other room in the Halliwell Manor. What kind of a trick was his brother pulling now?