As the night became to progress, they began to get tired and few by few they started to leave the conservatory. This left Wyatt and Ladybug. They began conversing about fighting their demons.
"So how are the fearful demons coming along, still attacking and loosing?"
"Hmm well they still haven't gotten over the great power I possess" he said boastfully and then burst into a laugh.
"Show off I can take you down any day Wyatt" she said rolling her eyes at his obnoxious behaviour
"Sure you can! Because you have two Charmed powers? Pshh" he said sarcastically.
"I really missed you guys it seems as though we're kind of drifting apart" she said as her smile began to drift away.
"Aw don't get all weepy on me now." Wyatt said.
"I know I just really miss you." She muttered trying to hold back her tears.
Wyatt left the opposing couch and walked towards the single chair ladybug sat on. He sat on the chair arm he took her palm in his. As soon as they fit a loud screeching rang in Ladybug's ears. She was being sucked into a black and white thought. She gasped after a few seconds snatching her hands away from Wyatt's.
"What's the matter?" Wyatt asked.
"Um darklighters... coming... now... Oh My God" she managed to mutter out.
"I can handle darklighters Ladybug."
"No, no this time they get you good. They're coming I can sense them" Ladybug jumped out of her seat. "Get behind me"
"What? No I can protect myself"
"Now I said!" she shouted.
Wyatt ignored her and stood right next to her disobeying her orders. Black discombobulated orbs began to form. The opposers strangly were holding hands.
"Hello witches" the tallest one in the middle said.
His bow and arrows appeared out of black orbs. Without hesitation Ladybug's hands flew up palms facing her enemies. She retained a structure like her late Aunt Prue. Anger filled her veins. As the darklighter was about to pull the trigger to send a venomous arrow straight though Wyatt's body. Ladybug pushed an immense telekinetic force, which blasted the darklighter and his companions straight into the staircase. Wyatt hands flew up just like Ladybug's but forced out a yellow energy which caused the enemies to disintegrate into thin air. Everything in the path which Ladybug forced the attackers was utter disaster. The table toppled over and plant pots fell.
Now descending from the partially damaged staircase was Melinda. "Whoa!" she hollered tossing her hands as, a reflex a large scattered amount of black orbs startled Ladybug who was facing the stair case. She spun around in the direction where Melinda blasted but Wyatt who standing in the same direction didn't flinch. He fell to the ground with a long black arrow sticking out from his broad back.
Melinda saw the catastrophe from the stair case and ran down the stairs two at a time. Ladybug kneeled to the ground in shock. She sat him up; Melinda held his now sweating body upright. Ladybug broke the point of the arrow. She telekinetically began to push the arrows out of Wyatt. He moaned, and then the moans turned into loud bellows.
"Melinda who is sleeping in your room with you?"
"Priscilla and Henry"
"Go get Henry and try not to wake the other please." Ladybug ordered.
"On it" she whispered. She spun around in her short light pink satin night dress. She silently skipped up the stairs.
"Come on big guy" Ladybug managed to mutter to Wyatt. She pulled him onto the chair. Slowly but surely. Ladybug began to press a small cushion onto the bloody wound. At last the two figures began to descend from the staircase. A sigh managed to seep out from Ladybug's lips when she saw Henry.
"Hurry Henry" Ladybug whispered.
Henry tried to hurry down the steps behind Melinda. But he ended up tripping onto Melinda's back. She luckily grabbed hold of the handrails well what's left of it until Henry was able to regain his balance. It was obvious that poor Henry was tired and oblivious to the mishap. When his eyes stumbled onto the matter at hand his eyes opened. He managed to regain balance and managed to get in front of Melinda.
As soon as he was about to place his hands on Wyatt's wound a swam of dark orbs began to appear. Full of sureness the unfamiliar darklighter pulled the trigger and of course the darklighter and the arrows froze approximately 7 inches away from Henrys shoulder. Henry spun around realizing the silence and saw the pointed immobile arrow which pointed straight into his chest. Tired and frustrated Henry slapped the arrow to the floor. He continued to let love flow through his palms. The golden sun-like rays radiated the wound. The blood began to seep back into the wound and the wound began to close. Wyatt was back.
The fours witches stood together and approached the frozen darklighter.
"Don't you guys have anywhere else to haunt?" Melinda dramatically said flicking her brown curly hair out of her face to the immobile structure.