Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed.

AN. Hides in corner. Don't know if anyone is still interested in this story and for those who are, this is regrettably not the full chapter, merely another teaser. The long wait being due to the fact that I haven't written anything in months. Not due to writer's block, but more because I couldn't be bothered. I just didn't want to write. So apologies for my own laziness in that regard, but for those who have asked recently, yes I do plan on updating. Having ten pages of this chapter completed and fingers crossed that the rest will be completed soon. No time frame however, as I stuck at sticking to them. But just to let you know that I haven't forgotten or abandoned this story, here you go.


TEASER

"How did it go?" The only companion he had ever known asked, as soon as he had returned.

Her dark eyes eagerly awaiting his news, while her face as always remained blank.

"She refused, just as I saw she would." Rhaelor commented. "And then I killed her, just as I told you I would."

His companion smiled, a dark sinister smile, her eyes dancing in glee at his words.

"Marvelous." She purred, having never liked the entitlement or position of power that all seers walked around with. "And the others?"

"Refused as well. Too afraid of the Halliwells." He sneered the name. "But once I prove that the almighty Charmed Ones and their progeny aren't as untouchable as they have every demon down here believing then," He smiled cruelly. "everything will fall into place. And all those too afraid to pledge their allegiance to me will see the error of not joining me sooner."

Not that those who had initially refused him would be allowed to live. Rhaelor not accepting cowardice.

"Hmm, indeed they will, but for now I fear we need to exercise patience for there's been talk." The woman who raised him began.

"Talk?" Rhaelor demanded.

"Whispers. Rumors." The at times unhinged woman muttered. "Of a powerful witch, from a time long since passed, that has now resurfaced and who has her own eyes set on the Halliwells. And of a King who has also risen, whose power this witch seeks to claim for herself."

Rhaelor not liking the thought of having to wait even longer to carry out his plans, but if there was another player in the game, then perhaps he could use them to his advantage. Use them to distract the Halliwells, while he remained still in the shadows for now. Or even to divide them, making them fight two enemies on two different fronts.

He smiled.

"It matters not. My plans will not change and this witch will provide the perfect distraction for the Halliwells to keep them blind to my movements." His smile widened.