Twisted Love

Hey everyone, I know it's been a few years since my last update but I had this urge to write another Charmed story. Its been years since I've watched the show but I love Chris and Wyatt! It's kind of similar to Forbidden Love and Wyatt will be dark and possessive in this fic ;p

I've noticed my past work has a lot of grammar errors; hope this one is much better. Hope everyone enjoys this story anyway.

Summary – Set in alternate future. Marks Wyatt's descent to evil as his love and obsession for Chris grows.

Warnings: Slash, incest. If you don't like slash then click the return button. Don't flame, if you don't like don't read.

Disclaimer – Do not own Charmed and I am in no way making any money or profit from this story. This is purely for entertainment

Prologue

Wyatt pov

For as long as I can remember, people have put me on a pedestal. They see me as the Twice Blessed Child, the champion of light and all that is good and holy... quite frankly I'm sick of it.

My parents see me as a magical prodigy. As the child of both whitelighter and a Charmed One I am. My mother is one of the most powerful witches in the world and the mere fact that I'm more powerful than them all three of them combined fills me with pleasure. I am the most powerful witch in existence and the thought of it is thrilling. I see myself as calm and confident taking pleasure in people's awe of me and knowing that I could bend any one of them to my will, though Chris would amusingly mutter that I'm more of an arrogant and stubborn jackass who takes no for an answer.

Ah Chris. Now what can I say about Chris, there are no words to describe him. He is my most beloved possession. He is the only thing in my existence who I love more than anything. He consumes my thoughts constantly and is my obsession.

We are polar opposites. If you put us together you would not be able to guess we are related. I am 6'3 with a large tanned muscular physique; I have shaggy blonde hair and crystal blue eyes. I have a very masculine face with a deep voice which commands attention; I know I'm extremely handsome and combined with my dominant and powerful aura, no person will deny me. I can feel the lust garnered around me, when I enter a room women and men alike are drawn to me like moths to a flame.

Chris on the other hand is 5'8 and reaches just below my chin...a perfect fit...He has a more lithe body though he has some noticeable muscle mass. He has the most beautiful face I have ever seen on men and women alike. He has raven black hair which contrasts against his white porcelain face. His eyes are a dewy green which captivate me every time I look into them. My favourite part of his face is his lips; he has the most luscious and full lips I have ever seen, just thinking about it is making my trousers tighter. His voice is just as captivating, it is a mixture of both masculine but with a softer undertone, I've noticed the attention he has been getting lately. His seventeenth birthday passed a few days ago and he's face has become more angular and defined. He is an angel; my sweet dark angel.

In case you haven't figured it out, I'm in love with Chris. Not just brotherly love but the kind of love that will drive me to do anything to keep him happy. You see Chris is the one person in my life who has never put me on a pedestal, never admired me to the point of reverence like the rest of my family do. I love my parents, I truly do but the expectations they have for me is suffocating. Chris isn't like that; he loves me for me and doesn't give a damn about my powers or destiny. The thing I love most about Chris is he challenges me. He's the only person I cannot bend fully to my will. My family do anything to make me happy, I can control and manipulate people like puppets but Chris never bends to my will. He excites and arouses me to lengths I couldn't imagine.

I love him so much that I'm obsessed with him. I know that's twisted and wrong, he's my brother for God's sake but I can't bring myself to care. And why should I care? I can do and have anything I want. I am more powerful then the Elders, who are they to decide what is right and wrong. As a being of greater power I have higher authority then them. I have always had everything I've wanted and I want Chris more than I've ever wanted anything in my life.

I know that to own Chris in both body and soul I need to take things slow with him. My Chris is not like everyone else, he is stubborn; like an angry kitten I think. I desire to know more than anything what Chris is feeling, to look into his mind and read his emotions but for some reason Chris is somewhat immune to my passive powers. He comes to my room everyday where he'll smile his breathtaking smile and sit down next to me on my bed and we will be content to hang out together watching TV or practicing magic. I touch him often, my arms draped protectively around his shoulders; I would ruffle his hair and stroke his face. He gets uncomfortable when I do that and makes an excuse to leave but he comes back to my room everyday regardless. Sometimes he even leans his cheek into my hand and we stare at each other in silence. Its times like this that I wish more than anything that I can know what he's thinking. But as always he breaks eye contact and heads to his room or spends time with mom.

He drives me wild with his scent and body, I've had lots of sexual partners but the sight of Chris drives me rampant with a lust I have never experienced with anyone else. I remember when I first started noticing him differently, I was 16 and he had just turned 15. He was endearingly lanky and awkward and I watched him blow out his birthday cake candles with a content smile on his face. For once Leo was there to celebrate Chris's birthday along with everyone else, something which meant a huge deal to Chris considering how he is always too busy to spend time for Chris. Leo is a fool. He doesn't realize that he has created the most precious thing in existence and neglects him. I hate him for that, for hurting Chris the way he has but at the same time I'm thankful. I get Chris more to myself, he comes to me when he has problems, I know his desires and his problems, I know his pet peeves and his favourite dessert, his hopes and dreams. I know him and I love him all the more for how incredible he has turned out.

Ok so I'm going off topic. Anyway Chris had blown out his candles and I don't know why but I had just noticed how beautiful he looked with a smile on his face. I had always felt a strong bond with Chris, my family said we were inseparable and we were as close as any brothers could be. But when he came up to hug me I felt different. There is no feeling to describe how I felt when we embraced, something kicked in and I looked at Chris in a different light. I breathed in his sweet scent and hugged him longer than usual which caused him to look at me in a bemused way, he thought I was messing with him but at that moment he was the most beautiful thing I'd seen in my whole life and I stared at him transfixed. I had felt arousal stronger than I thought was possible and I had to excuse myself before he noticed it.

I had gone to the bathroom, sat down on the toilet seat and masturbated at the image of my brother with a smile on his face, the image caused me to cum violently within minutes and I sat there for a few minutes just thinking about what happened. I knew it was wrong, that I wasn't supposed to have ever felt about Chris in that way and I silently promised myself to never do it again.

I've lost count of the number of times I've broken my promise.

It's now been two years since that day and my feelings have grown out of control. Chris had grown out of his awkward phase and is a stunner, no doubt about it. I have to swallow down the fury and rage I get when I notice people checking him out. I wonder if it's normal to love someone so much that I would kill for him, that I would make anyone suffer as much agony as I can inflict if they ever hurt him. The thought scares me sometimes, I know that I am the most powerful being on this realm and that my parents have brought me up to never abuse my power and to always use my powers for good...but lately I've been thinking...

Why can't I use my powers to change the world for the better? Why shouldn't we use our powers to make the world into our liking? We are superior to humans in every aspect, our power sets us apart from them and the power I have can change this world for the better. Power equals authority and I have the power to be ruler of this realm if I wished. I could use my power to possess Chris all to myself.