Hi guys! Sooo, I got the reviews! You can thank mclaughin, panther73110, Alice in Paramore (love that name!) and mercuryfire for how soon this chapter was posted. Yes, mercuryfire, your "write more because I love this story" reviews DEFINITELY count :) Anyway, without those people, you guys would still be hanging. So, this chapter is VERY intense, and I worked hard on it, so I hope you like it! Just so you guys know, the second part of this chapter is going to be in Sky's point of view!

Okay, this is going to see WAY random, but I promise it's important. Have any of you seen Hocus Pocus? Love that movie! Well if you have, then hopefully you remember the part where the blonde witch is on her broomstick on Halloween, and she's singing that really pretty melody "Come, Little Children" to lure the children to her and her sisters. My own version of that song is going to be used in this chapter. I changed it, but I DON'T OWN IT! I just made up some new words to make it fit the situation. I hope you like it :D I don't own Charmed. Enjoy!


"Hello, Skylar." Wyatt said smugly. Her name is Skylar?

"Hello, Satan." She replied hatefully.

Wyatt's laugh made my teeth chatter and my spine tingle. Good one, I thought absently.

"Leave us," Wyatt ordered the demons. "They are no threat to me." The demons bowed their heads as they shimmered away. "You're sense of humor still thrills me, Skylar. You and I both know Satan has got nothing on me."

Sky didn't dignify that with a response.

Wyatt ignored her silence that was speaking volumes. "What are you doing with these traitors?" He asked, his tone full of contempt.

"They're my friends. They're the people with the courage to stand up and fight for what's right."

Wyatt snorted. "You're still on that kick? Ha! You haven't changed a bit."

The rest of the group and I stared as the two went back and forth. I knew we should be taking action, and I suspect so did everyone else, but we were all entranced with the unfathomable surprise that they know each other.

Sky stomped her foot. if anyone else had done it, it would have seemed childish. But when she did it, it actually looked menacing. "It's not a kick, Wyatt! You're evil, and I'm done with that part of my life."

In a flash Wyatt was in front of her. He grabbed her roughly by her waist and pulled her close to him. She gasped in surprise and started to struggle out of his grip-but stopped when her eyes met his.

"It's not over until I say it's over. You will never be done. You are mine." He was practically growling at her now. I really didn't know what to make of the situation. All I really comprehended was that Sky had been with the monster that is my brother. I couldn't decide if it filled me with a burning sense of ire or a freezing sense of anguish.

Her blazing brown eyes met his blue ones as she spoke. "You'll own me again when I'm dead." Her entire head jerked as Wyatt slapped her. We weren't in the room anymore. This was between Wyatt and Skylar.

Prue?

Holy Hell, man. They got some serious soap opera stuff going on here.

They don't matter. Wyatt's distracted and the demons are gone. Tell the sisters to start drawing the triquetra. If he notices, I'll fight him off. And Sky... Skylar too if I have to.

I told you we couldn't trust her! Prue exited my mind with those echoing words.

As I watched the sisters ease their way to the wall of the attic, I observed Wyatt and Sky from the corner of my eye.

"Watch your mouth, woman. That day could come sooner than you think."

Sky jerked out of his grip and took on a fighting stance. "Bring it."

Suddenly the room filled with the sound of glass shattering as Phoebe walked into a display case for one of the Charmed One's possessions. "Shit!" She whispered. Wyatt's attention immediately snapped to her.

"DEMONS!" Wyatt shouted, summoning his minions. The swarm that had greeted us returned and attacked. "Take them prisoner! Take them ALL prisoner!" We were swept up in the fighting, and I lost sight of everyone as I fought for my life. I kicked and hit and clawed. I crushed hearts and pushed them into each other like dominoes. I orbed out of the way of fireballs and energy balls. Eventually, I was able to breathe again and caught side of the others. I saw Prue out-maneuvering two demons and the sisters working together with their powers to take out their own personal swarm. I saw Henry and Leo fighting side by side as if they had been doing it all their lives. I'll resent him for that later, I thought. And I saw Sky, surrounded by even more demons than I had been. Two demons had her arms as one was trying to gag her. She struggled, but to no avail She saw that I was free. "Help me!" She yelled to me.

I stood there, indecisive. I didn't know what to think of her. I had been strongly attracted to her back at Headquarters, but I knew that made her dangerous. She had given me a completely different story, and I knew that at one point she had been with my brother.

Conclusion: she couldn't be trusted. I turned my back on her and went to help Prue, but not before I caught the crushed look in her eyes.

Suddenly, a haunting melody filled the air, and everyone-demon and witch-froze in their tracks. I turned to where the sound was coming from and saw Sky's mouth moving in sync with the sound. After a minute, I was able to make out the words she was singing.

"Come, my sweet lover. I'll take thee away into a land of enchantment. Come, my sweet lover. The time's come to play here in my garden of Magic." As she sang, everyone in the room stood completely mesmerized. I watched as she gently pulled her arms out of the grip of the demons holding her, and they did absolutely nothing to stop her. She stepped away from them and slowly maneuvered her way around the frozen fighters. She continued to sing, and I watched helplessly as she pulled her dagger out of her boot. "Come, my sweet lover, and take me away into a land of enchantment." She approached the nearest demon and rubbed his scaly chin. Gross. He grinned and reached out to touch her. She stabbed him in the chest. He exploded, and nobody even blinked. As she walked to another demon, she sang some more. "Come, my sweet lover, I just want to play with your wand of Magic." Well that line's proactive, I thought, finding it hard to resist running to her and devouring her right there. As this human-looking demon groped her, she looked offended and slit his throat. Yellow blood spurted out, and she jumped out of the way. It sizzled and blackened the hardwood floor. The demon dissolved. Again, no reaction from anyone. The only thing that mattered was the song. Only the music. Only Sky. She prowled to the three demons that were frozen in pounce position in front of Leo and Henry. Their eyes followed her every move. "Follow me. Hear my melody. Come with me into a world of ecstasy." Again with the provocative lyrics, that sane part in the back of my mind said. She reached her hand toward them and curled her fingers, and suddenly three bolts of lightning shot out and disintegrated them. In a flash, it was over, and I was blinded. All I knew was the song. "Come, my sweet lover. I'll take thee away into a land of enchantment." When my sight returned to me, I saw a predatory-looking Sky creeping straight toward me. Despite her alluring voice and the fact that it caused me to be painfully attracted to her, I noted the odd-ness of her pained expression. She was getting closer. "Come, my sweet lover. The time's come to play..." She stood right in front of me. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I was imprisoned in her dark chocolate gaze. She caressed my cheek, and I trembled. I think I whimpered, too. She finished the last line, looking astonishingly sad. At that moment, I wanted to do anything-everything-to make that sadness go away. It was all I wanted. "Here in my garden of Magic." As the silence filled the room, she bolted to the door. Before she left, she turned and shot one last glance at me, and then she was gone.

With her disappearance, the spell was immediately broken. Suddenly all the girls that had come with me were tightly coiled in fighting positions, and Henry looked as dazed as I felt. The demons were all gone, and Wyatt looked beyond bewildered. "That's it!" He said angrily. "No more show!" He pointed his arm towards me and my group and squeezed his fist. I heard thuds behind me, then fell to the ground, completely unconscious. My last coherent thought was Why didn't she kill me?


[I am VERY nice to you guys! That would have been a GREAT place to end it, but I decided to go on and make this chapter longer. That's love, dudes.]


"I can't believe he did that!" I raved, pacing back and forth at the ruins of a once beautiful garden. There were broken stone columns making a semi-circle around a crumbled stone bench in the center of a dead area that I knew had once been beautiful grass and flowers. [For those of you not taking the hint, she's at Chris and Bianca's place]

Of course you can, I thought, talking to myself. You should have expected it. Every single person in your life has left or betrayed you.

"I thought he was different!" I said aloud, arguing with myself like a crazy person. Why should he be? He's still human-mostly. And he's related to Wyatt. I winced. I could be really cold with myself sometimes. Why should he be any different?

"Because," I said, feeling broken. "unlike Wyatt, he actually seemed to be falling for me back." That only happens in fairy tales, Skylar. Get a grip. I sighed. My "inner voice" was right. I was kidding myself. There's no love left in this world. You knew that when your Siren mother decided to sell you to demons to pay her debt to the Oracle. You knew that when they tortured you and left you on the street to die. I felt my eyes prickling, threatening to spill tears. "But then my mortal parents found me. They loved me. They chose to fight in the Resistance for me." And look where it got them. Brutally murdered by the boy you had fallen in love with. You were so easily tricked. You fell in love with the very man your parents were resisting and didn't even know it. "Stop it!" I'm not crazy. This is just my guilt and pain manifesting. But the innocent bystander looking at me with fear in his eyes didn't know that. Poor guy. There's no love left in this world. I thought again. You tried to show love to the girl you rescued from your old master. Aislinn. And you lost her. How many more bad things have to happen to you before you get that in your head? I fell to my knees and cried. I haven't truly cried like this in a very long time. Not since I found out who Wyatt was when I was sixteen years old-six years ago. My mind played out the horrible memory that had made me the killing machine I am today.

The door was open, and all the lights inside were off. After everything I'd been through being in the slavery of demons, I immediately assumed the worst. Always. "Oh, no! MOM! DAD!" I ran inside the house, turning on lights and screaming for my parents. "MOM! DAD! Where are you?" I ran into the kitchen and pulled two large butcher knives from the drawer. I wasn't skilled in fighting or weapons, but I had had enough fighting experience to improvise. There could be attackers headed right for me after that. I switched to frantically prowling my house, looking for my parents.

Turning the corner around the hallway into the sun room, I choked at the excruciating sight before me. "NOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed with all my might. I dropped the knives and ran to the broken bodies of my parents. I slipped and landed in something wet. It was a huge puddle of blood. MY PARENTS' BLOOD. I screamed and screamed and screamed, unable to stop. I cried and shook, and I beat my fists against the blood-covered floor. "WHY!" I screamed up at the sky. "WHY?"

After what felt like eternity, I heard the sound of sirens. Someone had called the police. Picking up what was left of my shattered heart, I built the courage and the sense to run before they got there.

By now the sun had risen. I was covered in dry blood, standing on my boyfriend's doorstep. I knocked, and seventeen year old Eric opened the door. At least, I had thought his name was Eric.

"What the hell, Sky! Is that blood? Come in, come in." I walked on the carpet of his small apartment and stood helplessly, tears still streaming down my face and mixing with the blood I was covered in. He gently grabbed my arm and led me to the bathroom. "Here, Sky, get in the tub." Crying and sniffling, I carelessly flopped into the tub, bruising my leg in the process. I didn't care.

He ran the water and put soap on a washcloth and began scrubbing me as I cried and cried and cried. "What happened?" He asked when he was nearly done.

"M-my-m-" I couldn't breathe-couldn't speak.

"Sssssshh. Sky, you're here. You're safe. Talk to me."

Not being able to take it anymore, it exploded out of me in a scream of anguish. "MY PARENTS WERE MURDERED!" At this a whole new wave of fresh, body-wracking sobs went through me, and I felt like I would never stop crying. I would never stop being in pain.

"What?" He asked calmly. How can he be so calm at a time like this? I thought.

And yet, somehow him being so calm calmed me. I was still crying, but now it was just tears flowing heavily down my cheeks instead of wracking my entire body and choking my voice. "Th-this is their b-blood." I stuttered.

"When did it happen?"

"I don't know. I found them dead when I got home from work at nine. The door was open and all the lights were off. I found their bodies... Oh, Eric, it was so horrible." I felt my calm dissolving, returning me to how I was before.

"Sssssshh. Calm down. Being so worked up won't help anything."

"NOTHING WILL HELP!" I screamed. "They're DEAD! Don't you understand?"

Suddenly his whole face changed. He looked really angry. "Yes, I do understand, Skylar. I understand very well. Your parents were murdered because they were working against the Supreme Ruler, and because they were harboring a very very powerful witch."

I slapped him. "I know where you're going with this. Don't you DARE tell me this is my fault! I came here for comfort!"

He grabbed my wrists, and suddenly I was very scared. "No, Sky, you don't know. I killed your parents. I am the Supreme Ruler, and now you are my mate and my prisoner. We are going to be the most powerful pair in the world, and our heirs are going to be even more powerful."

I was so shocked, so drained, that I didn't even react. I could only stare at him in horror as my mind filled in all the blank pieces of my life since Eric- I mean, Wyatt.

"No..." I whispered, my heart shattering in agony. He laughed evilly.

"Don't worry. Once I turn you evil, you'll come around."

And that's exactly what he did.

I shook my head, refusing to be sucked into that awful place again. Wyatt had made me evil for five years. But never again. I was never going back there. All my life is about now is fixing what I did. Helping people instead of hurting them. Saving them. I managed to claw my way out of the darkest place in my mind and heart. And I will die the most painful death before I go there again.

I set my jaw in determination. Which is exactly why I have to go back.


For those of you who are confused, when I said go back at the end, I just meant go back and face Wyatt. It doesn't take a genius to know that Wyatt is powerful enough to take them all prisoner without the demons. I just didn't want anyone to think Sky was going to go back to being evil. Sooooo, whatcha think hmmmm? Love it? Hate it? REVIEW! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! I have decided that from now on I want a certain number of reviews before I post the next chapter. So, for the next one I want five. Don't worry, it's not going to go up every single time. Maybe, like, every three times. REVIEW! It makes me write faster :D