King Wyatt

Chapter Three

Resurrections and Resolutions

A quiet Wyatt Halliwell stood in the great hall of Camelot's palace. He admired the beautiful castle. Its walls glinted in sunlight as it reflected off its beige walls. Scarlet couches and carpets of grand design furnished the spacious room. Everything lay so flawlessly. A tall and slender man glided through the wall and next to Wyatt. He was dressed in a grey shirt and some black jeans. Salem, Wyatt's advisor, stood beside Wyatt as he admired the grand painting of the only sole king before Wyatt; King Arthur.

"You will be on this wall one day." Salem informed Wyatt with a smile. His British accent and tidy stature only increased Wyatt's stereotype of the English.

"Perhaps." Wyatt replied, "Except, I'll be wearing a t-shirt and some jeans, not one of those costumes." He said. That day, he was dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a tight white shirt with a blue jacket.

"Those aren't just silly costumes, my king!" He said, but before continuing he was distracted by the expression on Wyatt's face. "Is everything okay, sir?"

"Yeah, it's just hearing 'my king' made me pretty nervous," The blonde Halliwell answered, "Just call me Wyatt, Salem. I'm only seventeen."

"As you wish," Salem started, "Wyatt." He finished while placing a slight smile on his face.

"Thanks. I appreciate it," replied the royal.

"We must start you're training very shortly," declared Salem, "You must be prepared for anything demonic."

Screams were suddenly heard from outside the castle. Both Wyatt and Salem made their way to the colorful, stained-glass windows, to reveal the source of the frightened sounds. It was just what Salem expected, a surge of demons threatening the upbringing of Wyatt's abilities. No time had to be wasted; Wyatt was quickly consumed by white and blue orbs, carrying himself off to protect his newfound kingdom.

In the hall corner, lay a snake. It's emerald scales and venomous fangs made it a sight to be feared. It was suddenly transformed in a golden light to a yellow-eyed female demon. She closed her eyes and opened them again. Except the only difference was her eyes were hazel now. And with a blink of those eyes, the reptile demon departed from the castle's hallway.

(X)

Bright orbs materialized outside the castle, where demons were trying to bombarding a magical creature, a witch who was now on the ground. The blond Halliwell watched the magical community runaway from their fatal demise. He also saw a fireball emerge towards the targeted witch. The deadly fireball consumed her body with flames, which was seconds later a state of ashes. Wyatt glared at the three demons, who shimmered out of sight, after noticing the new king in front of them. Rage started eating through the eldest Halliwell son. That and he began to feel the shock of losing an innocent, someone who was supposed to be protected by him. The witch was simply gone. Dead. But the more shocking discovery by Wyatt was that he had just failed to save his first innocent.

(X)

Piper Halliwell fixed the fallen pillow on the couch and rested on its wool seating. The eldest Halliwell sister needed a rest after the big night she went through yesterday at her restaurant, Tutto El Mondo. Piper had invited her sisters over for a cup coffee that morning. She waited for the arrival of blue orbs and the appearance of her two sisters. Howerver, when a pile of orbs gathered together it was someone she didn't expect to see so soon. Her eldest son suddenly stood in front of her

"Why did you come back so early? Is everything alright?" a worried Piper asked.

Wyatt was still astonished by the events that took place earlier. He was also too astonished to answer his mother's question.

"Wyatt?" Piper spoke, again. And this time, she sounded more worried than before.

"I just lost my first innocent." Wyatt finally declared. It was really as simple as that, but the aftermath was harder than he would have ever expected.

"What?" his mother said. "Sweetie, I'm so sorry. I'm here to talk if you want to, honey. Always know that I'm ready to listen."

"Thanks for the suggestion but I'm going to call Robyn and ask her to meet at the park." Wyatt replied as he picked up the phone that lay on the coffee table and dialed the number that belonged to his girlfriend. But he failed to notice his mother's sad expression. Piper wished that her son would share a part of his life with her. She watched her son walk to the front door, without saying goodbye. But could Piper really blame him? She knew only too well what he was going through.

As Wyatt left the Halliwell Manor and drive off in his car, another mass of orbs were witnessed and Piper's sisters appeared cheerfully. They were ecstatic to be spending time together. Ever since they moved out, it has been a little bit hard on the Power of Three sharing coffee cups and convening everyday.

Paige and Phoebe embraced Piper into their arms. "How are you, sis?" Phoebe said as she broke the hug.

"Oh, I'm doing just fine. The restaurant, the boys and Leo are all just fine. And how about you guys? Talk to me." she asked as the trio made their way to the Halliwell kitchen.

"Same here. The girls are having a sleepover tonight. They're really excited. And the love of my life is helping other people find theirs." Phoebe explained.

"I'm doing fine, too. I was a little sick last week, but I'm all better now. And my lovable family is at the supermarket. Glad I don't have to go there today. It's Henry's day off and it's also mine." The whitelighter stated with a slight laugh. She and Phoebe took a seat on the beautiful wooden counter the lay in the center of the kitchen. Their older sister made coffee on wooden stand that was placed in the corner.

"So, how's Wyatt? Is he struggling with his destiny?" Phoebe questioned her sister.

"Honestly," She started, "I don't know. Ever since he accepted his fate, we haven't really talked about it. I feel like we're losing our mother-son relationship." she explained more.

"Oh, sweetie, I'm sure everything's alright with him. It's been a week, give him some time." Paige advised.

"Thanks for the advice." Piper said as she poured the hot coffee in the three beautifully designed cups. She gave one to each of her sisters and kept one for herself.

"Last time I checked, I was the advice columnist in this family." Phoebe joked.

"Shut up, Phoebes. Everyone can give it advice. The only difference is that you do it for money." Paige responded.

Phoebe shook her head as she chuckled for the comment just held by her youngest sibling.

"Guys, there's another thing, also." Piper spoke, "Wyatt told me that his first innocent was killed."

"What?" a surprised Phoebe exclaimed, "It must be so hard on him."

"I can only imagine what he's going through." Piper declared, "But I don't want him to give up, not so soon."

"Well, the lesson must be explained to him, we have all lost some of our innocents." Paige said as her sisters nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, but we never lost our first…" Piper trailed off in worry.

(X)

The eldest Halliwell was sat on a wooden bench in the Golden Gate Park, waiting for his girlfriend to join him. Wyatt had his eyes locked with the ground. Moments later, he saw a pair of pink sports shoes, standing in front of him. He looked up to see the beautiful Robyn Parker. "Hey. Thanks for coming." Wyatt said.

"Don't mention it." Robyn replied with a smile, and then placed a gentle kiss on her boyfriend's lips. "So, what's this about?" She asked. That day, she wore blue jeans, a pink t-shirt and a black jacket over it.

"An innocent was killed because I didn't save her." He began, "It wasn't any innocent, too. It was my first one."

Robyn glanced on her boyfriend for moments, concerned about him. "We're all going to lose innocents. It's only bad luck that you lost your first. That's all." Robyn explained to the young man opposite her.

"I don't think I can do this. I can't protect all of the magical community if I can't save one innocent. I just can't." Wyatt whispered in doubt.

"I completely disagree." Robyn replied and then continued, "I believe in you."

Wyatt glanced on the ground again and spoke, "That makes one of us." Robyn noticed his confidence was shattered, but she also knew that it needed to be healed and the broken pieces should be reunited. She wondered what she could say to fix this. She hated seeing her boyfriend in a state.

"Listen to me, Wyatt." Robyn spoke, "This is your destiny. I know it and I'm sure you do, too. Everything happens for a reason. Remember? You're the one who taught me that."

"What possible reason could be behind this?" Wyatt said, with a defeated voice.

"You'll figure it out in your own time." his girlfriend replied. A car honk was heard by the couple. "That's my mom. We're heading to the market. Do you wanna come?" She suggested.

Wyatt shook his head and said, "No, but thanks." He thanked Robyn for coming and being so helpful. Seconds, later, she was gone with her mother. The blond Halliwell was left alone to commune with his instincts. But he couldn't hear them clearly. He needed more time. As decisions were being made slowly, the emerald snake appeared again. It was now crawling next to Wyatt, who was too busy to notice or feel that a snake was slithering toward him. The snake quickly lunged its venomous fangs into the witch and disappeared as Wyatt leapt up in agony, wondering what the source of pain was.

(X)

While life existed in the surface world, another life was being lived in the underworld, where evil beings wanted nothing but taking over. One female demon wanted that same thing. She was sat in her own world of darkness, informing the twin demons, Volac and Valefar, what her plan was.

"The reptile demons will be vanquished. I can assure you that." The female demon said, after Volac asked her about the reptile demons, which had just poisoned the new ruler of Camelot.

"Then why send them?" Valefar questioned.

"I need any demon to weaken Wyatt while my plan motioned." She started and then continued, "If I had sent you two, he would have searched for you, that is if you survived, which would lead to me. The reptile demons will only distract him and abate him." She paused for a while and then finished by saying, "Plus, I need you two."

"When will this plan be executed, my Queen?" Valefar asked, again. He wore a black suit and a pair of dark shoes. His brother was dressed the same.

"Very soon." She replied as she stood from her seat and let go of the shadows that have been protecting her from being seen. But now she was, by the demons that were opposite her. The saw her face which was hidden for so long. Her face was burnt, well, half of it. It was very similar to the Source's face. They also glanced at her clothing. She wore tight black pants and a firm shirt, with same color. "And from now on, you will entitle me with my name, Fayta." She finished while she walked to the brothers, touched their shoulders and disappeared with flames of fire.

(X)

The eldest Halliwell son was still in the beautiful Golden Gate Park. This time, he was sat on a stone that lay contradictory the orange bridge. Wyatt noticed the countless number of cars on it. His eyes admired the bright sun that shone all over the city. But no matter how many sites he was looking at, he couldn't decide what choice he was going to make.

Suddenly, for one single moment, he felt weak. His spirit became heavy. Everything around him blurred. He started to release little breaths, hoping that would strengthen him. Another moment passed again, and all was clear again. As he began breathing normally, Wyatt wondered what had just occurred seconds ago. Perhaps it was because I'm tired. He thought.

After another amount of time, he felt he needed to get back home, fearing the strange sense would return once more. He stood on his feet and walked back to his vehicle.

(X)

A burst of flames lightened a poorly lit cave. The female demon let go of the male demons' shoulders. Valefar stared at Fayta, confused by the power she used to transport him, his brother and herself. "Are you the---" Valefar started, but was interrupted by the female demon opposite him.

"---Queen of the Underworld?" Fayta said, grinning. "I'm pleased to know that you finally caught on." She then added, "Well, I was one, anyway. That's why we're here, to resurrect one powerful demon. Don't be concerned, it's not the Source."

The brothers stared at the ex-Queen, wondering which demon she was talking about. Volac broke the ice, and spoke, "Who is it, then?"

"All in time. Now, stop with questions. They anger me." Fayta stated as she began walking forward, with the brothers behind her.

(X)

The shiny blue convertible drove up the narrowed ground and was parked behind the black Halliwell family car. Its driver opened its door and came out of the comfortable seating. A thunder was hurled in the sky, creating a flashy bolt of lighting. What started as a beautiful sunny day would soon evolve to a grey rainy day. Wyatt climbed the stairs, pulling out his home keys out of his black jeans. The eldest Halliwell boy inserted golden key in the wooden door of his house. As he entered, he heard his Aunt Phoebe's voice. After closing the door, he made his way to the conservatory, where his mother and aunts enjoyed their time. "Hey, guys. I didn't know you were coming." Wyatt greeted, hugging both visitors individually. They all exchanged how are you's, checking in on each other and their families.

Piper noticed the sweat on her eldest son's face and spoke, concerned, "Honey, are you alright? You look tired."

"I'm fine." Wyatt replied, running his hand on his golden hair, giving the middle Halliwell sister the sight of something that shocked her, "Sweetie, is that blood?" Phoebe asked, standing up. Her siblings immediately stared at the teenager, also astonished, and stood on their feet. Phoebe's eyes were truthful. Wyatt gazed at his grey shirt, realizing a pond of a red liquid on it. His sweats grew more. All of a sudden, he shut his eyes, halted his breaths from being released, and he fell on the hard ground, groaning. The Halliwell sisters knelt down by his side. Piper held her son in her arms, praying the problem would be solved. Paige knew what to do. Her hands were placed over her nephew's wounds. Shining lights emerged out of them and began to do their work. "Come on, sweetheart, come on." Piper said, as tears started to fall out of her hazel eyes. Seconds later, the injury disappeared, taking the blood along with it.

Wyatt's closed eyes came out of hiding, and his breaths returned to normal again. "What happened?" he asked, while his relatives aided him up.

"Honey, how do you feel?" his mother questioned, still concerned, despite her son's now vanished pain.

"I'm not sure, really." the blond son replied, with an exhausted tone, "I feel both good and awful." Wyatt wondered if the same happening took place a few moments ago.

Piper wanted to reveal the source of the harm. She was mostly sure that it was a demon, but she had to figure out anyway. "Wyatt, where did the wound come from?"

"I really don't know." He responded. "I was sitting in the Park, and then all of a sudden, I felt my body heating up and everything turned blurry." He explained a bit more.

Phoebe walked to her nephew and said, "Paige did her healing part. Now it's my turn." She finished, placing her hand on Wyatt's shoulder. Seconds later, she was pulled into a colorless world, where voices echoed so loudly. She witnessed the past event that would lead to the truth. She saw a demon, standing behind Wyatt, performing a magical dark spell on him. After, she was dragged back to the present. "Okay, I know what happened." She said, noticing her sisters and Wyatt urging to find out. "To the book. I will explain everything." She finished as the four made their way to the wooden staircase.

(X)

"So, the demon began to chant this dark spell and I guess that's what caused the injury." The middle sister explained, sighing after she finished. She went over to the historical Book of Shadows that rested on a wooden stand. She opened it, searching for the evil that would soon be vanquished. After flipping a number of pages, the one was finally found. "Got you, you son of a bitch."

Piper, her youngest sister and son gathered around the Book. "Zarak, an upper level demon. He has the ability to conjure energy balls and can perform many sorts of black magic. He is also capable of power sensing and shimmering." Piper read the entry out loud. "There's a vanquishing potion and a spell."

"I'll handle the potion." Piper said. After all, she was the best at potion making out of the three Charmed Ones. She went over the cupboard and picked up three potion vials off of it and the placed them on the round table that lay in the middle of the attic. She made her way back to the magical Book, held it in her arms and put it next to the potion-making metal bowl. The brunet witch placed the green leathered Book on the potion table, and started reading, silently, the ingredients she needed to produce the anti-evil liquid.

(X)

Back in the darkened Underworld cave, the trio demons halted at another cavern's entrance, which had two stones that had fire being lit out of their holes. "This is it." Fayta uttered. "Now, we have to be cautious. To get the Grimiore, we have to get pass through the Dragon Hybrids. They're very dangerous."

"The Grimiore?" Volac spoke, puzzled, wondering what Fayta needed with the evil book that demons used in that past. But a Whitelighter, named Leo Wyatt, had hidden it in the Himalayas. Unfortunately for demons, they never knew where it was until one demon traveled back in time and stole it from Leo and the Charmed Ones. Unable to regain it, the Charmed Ones just kept a cautious eye out for any more Source coronations over the years.

"Yes, I have to get my hands on it if I want to bring back the demon I have in mind." Fayta replied, and then continued, "I'm very positive that both of you are asking yourselves what Dragon Hybrids are. You can answer that question from the name of those creatures." She finished, sighing after. The look in her eyes at that moment was fierce. The female demon looked so strong-minded, firm, determined. And Fayta was not one of those demons who simply surrender to fear. "Shall we?" She spoke, as she continued her way inside the dark cave.

The twin-brothers gazed at the carven. It was not a very big one. They noticed the evil book in the center of the cave. It lay on a stand, transparent. This was clear to the brothers. To get the Grimiore, a dark spell must be chanted. Valefar lowered his head. He only saw one way. It was at the center of the cave. Right and left seemed not to exist. Both sides had black gaps. One thing was visible to Valefar, and now to Volac: nothing. They did not know how deep those openings were. They investigated the cave a bit more. It only had a center.

A sudden sound caused the demons to halt on the spot they stood on. Fayta knew what that was. A creature flew out of his hiding and released a pile of flames out of his wide mouth. That was the sound the trio just heard, the sound of fire. But now, they could also see it. The brothers' eyes widened. Fright consumed their souls. Fayta was feeling the complete opposite. She mocked the Dragon Hybrids' abilities. She then felt inspired to repay the Dragon creature by releasing the same element, except it wasn't out of her mouth. She held out her hand again and shot the flames towards the next Dragon which come into view and out of the darkness. It burst into nothing after the fire began to chomp through it, just like the first Dragon Hybrid.

The brothers sighed in relief. They thought it was all over. Finished. It was a simple as that. But it wasn't, they were wrong. The worst was yet to come. Six Dragon Hybrids flew all over the right side of the cave. And another half-a dozen on the left side. The fight had begun.

(X)

After finishing preparing the potions, Piper placed the red liquid in three viles, one for her and one for each of her younger sisters. The trio witches stood beside each other, held one another's hand. "I should come and help you guys." Wyatt suggested, getting up from the red couch he felt comfortable on.

"No, sweetie, it's fine. I need you to rest, please." his mother replied. "Be careful, honey."

Paige then closed her eyes, concentrating so she could be able to locate the evil she and her sister wanted to vanquish. Moments later, she opened them and a mass of bright blue orbs materialized around the sisters and transported them out of the attic.

The blond Halliwell sat back on the sofa, thinking about his destiny again. He asked himself if he was the one. He wondered if he could be able to save someone let alone the magical community. He knew that he would find the right answer. He just had to.

(X)

A lethal fireball killed another Dragon Hybrid. Six down, six to go. Fayta shot flames out of her hands to the direction of a Hybrid, destroying it. One flew behind Fayta, prepared to release flames from his jaws. Unfortunately for Fayta, the Dragon succeeded. The ex-Queen of the Underworld, who faced the entrance of the cave, was hurled towards a wall and landed firmly on the ground, outside the dark carven. As soon as the demons exited the cave, the Hybrids went back to hiding, caution for any danger.

Volac and Valefar rushed to the demoness' side. Her tight black top was ripped from the rear. Blood was being released out of her back. She was in deep pain. "Get me a Darklighter." She ordered, with a weak, yet firm tone.

The twin brothers touched the female demon and shimmered to her own cave. They thought it would be much more comfortable for Fayta to rest there while they brought her what she wanted, and what she needed.

(X)

About ten minutes has passed since the witches orbed out to end the life of a demon. Wyatt lay on the sofa, trying to come up with a decision concerning his destiny. What will he choose? It wasn't time for the choice to be made. The blond Halliwell teenager noticed the pile of bright blue orbs appearing in sight. "Okay, it's done. We vanquished the demon's sorry ass." Paige said, after the orbs disappeared.

"Thanks, guys." Wyatt said while sitting up.

Phoebe was distracted elsewhere. She had the hunch that something went wrong during the vanquish. Actually, it was more than just a hunch, she felt it. "What is it?" Piper asked after noticing her young sister's focused look.

The middle sister broke her silence and spoke, "It's that demon."

"What about him?" Wyatt asked.

"Well, he was confused. He wasn't expecting us. Not even a single bit." Phoebe explained. After marrying Coop and having her first child, Phoebe regained her empathy power, which was taken away from her after she broke the rules many years back.

"Maybe he was expecting me." The blond Halliwell said. "I don't think he was anticipating the Charmed Ones for something he did to me. He knew I was powerful, most probably, so maybe he was confused that you showed up instead of me."

"Wyatt has a point, Pheebs. Don't you worry, everything's okay." Piper said.

"I guess." The middle sister replied.

Piper lifted her arm and locked her eyes with the blue watch. It was almost time for dinner and she felt, as always, like cooking, especially after a demon vanquish. "Okay, people, go down to the living room. I'm going to prepare dinner."

"Dinner is in about three hours." Paige declared, with a confused look.

"I feel like preparing a formal meal. You know how long I take to cook exquisite food." Piper explained as she made her way out of the attic, followed by members of her family.

(X)

Volac placed the rug he stole from a normal average home on the ground. Valefar, who was holding Fayta in his arms, rested her on the dark red carpet. Valefar praised his brother's idea of bringing a comfortable item for Fayta to rest on. He knew she wouldn't be happy to wake up lying on the hard land.

A shimmer and a mass of black orbs were visible to the brothers. They sighed in relief. They had ordered a low level demon to fetch them a Darklighter. Fayta groaned in pain while the Darklighter went closer to the twin brothers. "Heal her." Volac ordered.

"What makes you think I want to?"

"You came, right?" Volac said.

"Perhaps, but I'm bored and I thought it'd be amusing to kill someone." Over the years, the Darklighters' arrows could then hurt non-Whitelighters.

Volac smiled mockingly. "If you don't, your kind would probably be the first to be extinct."

"And how do you plan accomplish that?" The Darklighter said, with an angry gaze.

"Oh, not me." Volac sighed and then said, "The king of Camelot who happens to be a Whitelighter. And she is perhaps the only one who knows how to possibly stop him."

The Darklighter was convinced instantly. Volac had succeeded. An anti-light glow was liberated from the Darklighter's hands and began to cure Fayta's wound. Moments later, she breathed. Her heart beat began to return to normal. She stood on her feet and sighed. But no time had to be wasted. "We have to return. I need to get my hands on the Grimiore."

"But, Fayta, you were almost killed." Valefar said.

"I don't care. Besides, the Darklighter and that demon are going to help us." She replied and then added, "Oh, and if you reject, I'll make sure that those will be the last breaths that you will ever know."

The two evil beings swallowed deeply because of their fear. They accepted right away. They had a feeling that she had a very cold heart.

(X)

Boom! Wyatt jumped from his seat after hearing another thunder that arrived to the city. He started realizing how angry the sky was that afternoon. He was sure he'd hear another frightening sound soon. He remembered how scared he would be when hearing a thunderbolt. He used to crawl next to his parents, which always helped him calm down. But he was seventeen in the present time. He was almost an adult. And he related his situation to a thunderbolt. It felt like one had shocked him and woke him up when that innocent had her life taken away.

His aunts noticed how cheerless he looked. "Sweetie," Phoebe called, "your mom told us about your issue."

Wyatt locked his eyes with both his aunt's. "I'm not the right person for this."

"That's what I thought when I first became a witch. I showed my sisters how happy I was to have a special power, but deep down I was sacred." Phoebe said. "But then, I got used to it. I lost many innocents, too. Some where people I even cared about. Hell, there was a time I blamed myself for your aunt Prue's death, even if she wasn't really an innocent."

"Phoebe has a point, honey. I felt the same way. But I learned something, destiny chooses the right path for you, it guides you, it lights the right way so you could be able to do bad things, and sometimes, there are dark places we pass through, when crossing the right road." Paige said.

Piper entered the family room after hearing her sisters. "Wyatt, I know that what I'm about say is practically the same thing your aunts said. But I could see in your eyes that you are beginning to understand the point." She started, "In the beginning, I wanted to be free. I blamed my power for running all the chances of having a normal life. I was afraid I would lose someone I cared about, and then I did, and I still am scared. That's how you feel, right?"

"That's exactly how I feel." Wyatt replied, "And not only I'm sacred to lose my loved ones, but also the innocents, magical or normal."

"That means you care. You are going to have ups and downs, but never stay down. Keep fighting. You're strong and you're special and I will always be on your side, encouraging you, comforting you. Your dad, too." Piper finished, hoping she got through to her eldest son.

Suddenly, Paige screamed. She stood on the armchair to avoid one of her worst fears. "Paige, what is it" Phoebe asked.

"Sss-- ssn – snakes!" She said as she pointed at the three reptiles that had retuned to make sure the eldest Halliwell son would die sooner than later. The evil beings transformed into their human selves. Three women, all wearing red dresses, stood next to one another. The one that stood in the middle quickly conjured a yellow energy ball, or as they called it, poison balls towards Paige, who fell on the floor as soon as the snake's poison consumed her. Another poison ball was hurled by a different reptile towards Phoebe, who was now standing. But that didn't last for long. She dropped to the ground, next to her younger sister.

Piper flickered her hands towards one of the evil beings, who was then nothing but ashes. She was prepared to blow up another one, but four poison balls was already mid way in the atmosphere. She wasn't thinking, she couldn't focus, a lot was happening. Wyatt, noticing this, hurriedly orbed out and arrived next to his mother instantly. "No!" The yellow energy balls had become nearer to the mother and son. Wyatt closed his flickered his arms, but something else happened. The lethal poison balls didn't blow up, they were sent back towards the reptiles, which became the same state as their sister. The poison balls flew out of Paige and Phoebe's bodies. Their eyes, which opened in a hurry, were locked with what they were witnessing. "Oh my God." Phoebe spoke.

Wyatt and Piper were doing the same. A big blue transparent force surrounded them. It was the protection bubble that Wyatt never used since her was younger. "It's back. My power is back." He reminded himself of the time he blocked that power and focused on his other ones. He lowered his arms but he was still shocked. The bubble was invisible to all eyes.

Phoebe and Paige stood up and walked next to their sister and nephew. "How do you feel now?" Piper asked her son.

"I have no idea what you just said or asked. Nothing can save me from the shock I'm in." He replied, still astonished. The sisters smiled. They knew he would choose the right decision.

(X)

Fayta conjured the final fireball and sent it towards the final Dragon Hybrid. It was finished. The battle was won by Fayta and her fellow evil individuals. The Grimiore was no longer transparent. It was visible. She walked to the middle of the carven and held the book in her hand. She smiled evilly. Her plan was moving perfectly. All that was needed to bring back the demon she wanted was a simple visit to Wasteland.

She made her way back to the male demons. She launched two fireballs towards the Darklighter and the demon. After all, she did not need them. In Volac and Valefar she trusted. "Hold on to my shoulders." Fayta ordered. The trio demons were consumed by flames and then disappeared without a trace.

(X)

The Book of Shadows rested on the coffee table in the family room. "The Reptile Demon's poison is not only a poison to the body, it's also a poison to powers. Powers of the victim and others." Wyatt read the Reptile Demon's page put loud.

"That would explain how my premonition was clearly a wrong one." Phoebe said.

"But I healed the poison before you had the vision." Paige declared.

"Like it said, it's a poison to powers. So, it must've healed a portion of the poison, if not anything at all."

"The good news it's over." Piper said after she sighed. "And hopefully, that's not the only good news?" She asked, referring to Wyatt's decision.

"What do you say, sweetie?" Phoebe asked.

Wyatt thought for a while. It was hard for him to make a decision. It was one that chose his path though his life. "I'm still not completely convinced. I'm almost there, though. But I saved you, mom, and that felt good." He fell into silence for a while and then broke it, "And I got my power back. That must have a reason. And there's a reason for everything."

"I'm so proud of you, honey." Piper said, while she wiped her tear away. "Oh, Wyatt." The mother and son embraced each other. Phoebe and Paige could see it in their sisters' eyes, the mother-son relationship was back.

"Okay, enough emotion. We have more hunger here." Paige said.

"I second that." Phoebe spoke, "Come on, Piper, get that ass of yours in the kitchen." She teased.

"Fine, stop nagging. You're worse than Chris when he's hungry." the eldest sister joked as she broke the hug and made her way back to the kitchen.

(X)

Fayta had just finished chanting the dark spell. The Grimiore was in her right arm, and the left arm touched the stone of the demon she was resurrecting. A glow was released from the rock's hole that was on its top. Fayta smiled, all the effort she went through that day was finally paying off.

Volac and Valefar watched as the demon was lifted by the bright light. Then, suddenly, the demon was hurled to the ground. As he stood, Fayta smirked again. "Welcome back," She spoke, "Zankou."

End of chapter three.

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Special thanks to Harrison, writer of Angel: Life after Death, who helped me with the chapter's ideas, suggested the title and edited the chapter. Thanks, Harry.

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