An assassin is never fun to deal with, working together or against, but what makes this one different to the others? The fact that he could save the world from darkness or he's still a kid? Or the fact that the Charmed One's recognise him... as their former whitelighter?

Saint of the Slayer.

Prologue,

They had it covered, it was meant to be so simple. A spell and a potion, and it had back fired, now it was a life or death situation and they were calling on the Elder's for help.

Great.

Not only that, but an Elder had dropped by with a teenage boy wearing a hood, who still yet had to show his face, and had said, 'He'll protect you from danger while you fix up your mess." And had left.

Fantastic.

Wyatt was keeping watch on the so-called protector, who had taken to standing near a window, and stared out of it, his body tense as he looked out for evil birds in the distance or something.

He found it ridiculous, he was meant to be the strongest magical force, and he couldn't even fight them, how would someone, who he couldn't even sense was magical, protect them.

Stupid Elders.

Sighing to break the silence, he looked up at the 'protector' who had turned to face him, and he asked a simple question, hoping to get an answer from the silent man.

"What's your name?" He didn't mean for it to come out curious, it was meant to come out gruff and frustrated, and he swore he could hear the protector snort,

Finally speaking, Wyatt was surprised that the voice was slightly deeper than expected. " I'm called many things, many people have different ideas. My family call me my real name, the demons call me Kage, I'm mainly called Sicario. Take your pick of what you wish to call me."

And Wyatt just stared dumbfounded at him, the protector had confused him to no end, and he seemed to notice.

Sighing, he looked at the twice blessed, pushing his hood back, a gesture of trust, "Just call me Sicario, it makes everything easier."
Wyatt took in the appearance of 'Sicario,', the protector was just a kid, Wyatt decided, and he also noticed that he reminded Wyatt a lot of someone, he just couldn't pin-point it. He had frightening bright green eyes, which immediately took Wyatt's attention, the next thing he noticed was the height of the assassin, he was short, probably shorter than Wyatt's mother. Looking over the assassin, he noticed he had quite long hair, the hair a dark brown, a black hoodie and skinny black jeans draped across his body, and a long scar on 'Sicario's' face ran from his right temple to the left corner of his lip, crossing over one of the eyes.

Wyatt was straight, straighter than a ruler, but he swore he was attracted to 'Sicario' just at first sight.

Who wouldn't want a lean assassin?