Up high above the clouds the Elders met to oversee the battle between witches and demons. Once the battle had ended the chief Elder, Tom, reflected on those who had died and those who fought for their cause, especially on the one man who struggled valiantly and made a difference.
"There are only two words to describe this man and his commitment to rid the world of demons; 'Worthy Gentleman'," Tom said respectfully of the brave man who fought and was willing to die for the world.
Wyatt stood with a smile as the other elders clapped.
Few hours later in the underworld, three mid-level demons were sharing a premonition.
"One man will change his ways to gain higher power and position," one of the demon prophesized.
"He will kill soon, but who we don't know," said demon two. "He has a choice to make. Will it be wrong or right? We do not know."
"He will make his own path in greed," said the third demon as he bowed his head alongside his brothers.
Unknown to the demons, hidden in the shadows was Wyatt, the man they were prophesying about. Wyatt orbed out in Blue and White sparkles that shimmered around his lean body.
Anna, Wyatt's wife, paced back and forth anxiously waiting for her husband to return. Wyatt appeared in orbs suddenly, causing Anna to bump into him.
Anna clenched Wyatt's arms, "Wyatt! Where have you been? I was so worried."
"I was down in the underworld looking for some demons to vanquish. But then I found several demons having a premonition," Wyatt responded.
Anna stood with a perplexed look on her face as Wyatt sat down in his large chair. "What? I didn't know that demons could have premonitions."
"Well if witches can, why not demons?" Wyatt asked.
"Alright, what did they see then?"
"Apparently, they saw that I became an Elder," Wyatt replied.
Anna looked at Wyatt for a minute before turning to her large mirror on the wall. She looked into the mirror and grinned. A nasty idea crossed her mind and took root.
"Really? You know dear, this is a good time to become one," Anna said.
Wyatt looked at his wife with confusion. Anna stood next to her husband.
"We have a guest tonight, Elder Tom," Anna said as she bent down next to Wyatt's ear. She whispered and Wyatt's eyes widened.
Later That Night
Wyatt walked through the doorway of their bedroom where Anna was laying on the large canopy bed. Anna looked at him with expectation.
"It's done. I did it, he's dead," Wyatt said.
"Good, my dear, now we wait," Anna said with a large smile.
Wyatt looked at his wife, then to his hands which were quivering with shock. He clenched both hands and went towards the bathroom. Anna followed him.
"I got to wash my hands," Wyatt said as he turned on the faucet.
"Why," Anna asked.
He paused and looked into the mirror at Anna, "Because I feel like I have blood on my hands."
