Chapter Nineteen ~ Retribution
"So what are we going to do about this?" Xander Harris asked the inevitable question five days later.
"We'? What do you mean by 'we'?" Rowena scoffed at him. "You're still a cripple and your old, so there's no way your coming with"
"But I've gotten better and I'm not old! Forty is a respectable age and Giles was in his fifties when I first meet him and hell, he was still kick demony butt in his seventies!" Xander said indignantly and shifted his stiff knee that had only just healed completely.
"He does have a point Ro" William pointed out. "As much as I don't relish the thought of having Harris tag along, he is right. Buffy had the Scooby Gang to watch her back that was why she was so successful. Without them she never would have been brought back from the death – twice to fight the badies. I think that we may need him. Willow and Tara are going to be taking care of Joyce for Darcy, so they can't help. Wes and Winnie have Warrick to take care of, Angel and Nina have Kordeila, Connor has Shamus, Corrine will have to keep Anya and Lyle out of trouble, Gunn is only god knows where and Harmony isn't an option. It only makes sense"
Rowena shot him a nasty glare while Xander tried to hide a grin.
"We need to make some plans then," Xander said scratching his head. "We have a team of four. One witch, one werewolf, one dhampire and one watcher. As much as I hate to admit it though, I think that we have to 'study'. So where do you keep the books?"
William snickered and together with Rowena, they snapped their fingers three times and shouted "books". With a gasp of shock, Xander stumbled backwards and toppled over an immense stack of books that had magically appeared everywhere around the room.
"Sure your glass eye didn't pop out down there now Xan-man?"
He scowled at the two madly grinning young adults. The light, carefree mood of his youth had diminished slightly, but not enough that he didn't end up getting and smiling just because.
"Ooh the famous Alexander LaVelle Harris. 'I laugh in the face of danger. Then I hide until it goes away'. Did that ever do you any good?" Rowena mocked with her most sincere voice.
"Now what do you expect from a guy that had a group of friends with some kind of powers or another and he didn't?" Xander complained.
"How's about a better fashion sense?" William suggested.
"Hey!"
William suppressed a chuckle and then let out a sigh, Also mentally cursed himself for doing that sort of thing way to often these days. It wasn't as if he liked this 'depresso espresso'.
"We need to do a Truth Spell" he finally announced. "We still don't know who did this and we can't get any of the other adults involved.
Standing up and going over to his worktable, William rummaged through a bunch of ingredients. Lemon rind, mugwort, Azalea's tears and death cap mushrooms. Conjuring up a bowl of clear water, he placed his armload down on the table. Xander scooted over to watch what magic would be made as well.
"Ro, fire please?"
Underneath the bowl a small stand grew raising it up and a small fire burst to life beneath that. Rowena went strait to adding the potion ingredients. The liquid turned yellow, then green, then to a final stop a pure midnight black.
"What's going on?" Xander whispered hesitantly.
"Shush" Rowena snipped back, but in answer to Xander's question words began to form just below the surface of the murky liquid.
** Truth, ask what you will and I will only give the truth **
"Why has evil befallen us now?" William asked.
** Many things where meant to be. A rouge child of the Powers that Be is not pleased with the justice it has been given. As protest, it sought out to indefinitely take away as many of the Power's warriors it could in one stone **
"But demons killed Buffy, Oz and Giles" Xander started.
** Yes they did. Higher powers seek to employ lower powers and then lower powers seek out those that are even weaker. The blame is not on one alone **
"Who are you?"
** I am Sincera, the Power of Truth **
"Why were they after Joyce Osbourne?"
** An infant Slayer has not been chosen in over a thousand years. Evil seeks to influence the unknowing innocent mind of that child **
"Then what was the true aim?" Rowena asked.
** The true aim of your enemies was to gain power over you. Take out your pillars of strength and that will lead to the ultimate prize. The child Slayer taken would lead to the capture of the Dark One. With that done, the Faired Haired and the Protector would fallow **
"Why do they want us?"
** You form Triquetra, the Maiden, the Mother and the Crone, the Triple Goddess, or the Holy trinity, the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. To the Wiccan's it is a sign of protection and to the Christian religion, it is a sign eternity. You are both. If evil were to rise up and take the Three for evil, Hell would reign over the earth **
"So who is it that the this rouge child of yours has employed? I want to know who had my parents murdered"
William, Rowena and Xander turned to see that Darcy had just returned. The teenager shuddered at their looks, but with a wan smile, kept up his confidence.
** The ones that killed your parents have been put to death themselves in order for those above them to keep their secrets. As for those above them, well – you know of them well. They are a council of humans and demons that have wrecked much havoc in this world for many centuries **
"You don't mean – "
** Yes. The Senior Partners of Wolfram & Hart **
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Karling stood before the rest of the council that made up the Senior Partners. There were six of them all together, himself included. They were Baznel, Markcos, Jonas, Sith Rili and Vera. He was a human Chaos Wizard, Baznel was a demon of Quor-Toth, Markcos was a werewolf, Jonas was a vampire, Sith Rili a Dark Elf and Vera a human Clairvoyant. But there were also others, the lower council whom they dictated to dictate Wolfram & Hart.
Things were not going to well. Their greatest client was a Power. A lower Power he was, but still important. Déjà was his name and he dealt with the minor power of Reoccurrence or better known today as Déjà Vu and his father was the Power of Memory known as Jamais. It was surprising for them when this rouge Power came to them and offered to bend destiny for them if they were to get rid of some of the greater Champions that had been heralded to their greatness by his 'family'. Teenage rebellion, you had to take control over it when you had the chance. They could all feel the 'goodness' wafting off of him. He was still pure, only mislead by a child's bitterness. That was something they would have to work on 'correcting'.
"They failed" he announced.
"What!"
That was the expected roar of outrage that greeted his statement.
"How so?" Jonas demanded morphing to his demonic face.
"The assassins managed to kill only three of their four targets. The forth target escaped with the prize, and that means our little Power didn't keep up his end of the deal. He allowed the child to be saved and we no longer have our domino effect that would put the Dark One, the Fair Haired and ultimately the Protector into our hands. We all know what that young Mage can do. We watched the brat grow up right beneath our noises and then he was gone before we were any the wiser. Together with the Elemental and the Werewolf, they will take us all down"
"What should our next course of action be Karling?" Vera asked.
"That is for Sith Rili to decide, she is mind of this group, not I" Karling stated and sat.
Expectantly the others turned their attentions from him and to Sith Rili.
"Call the Power. We can no long wait for this; we need to take him now. Think of what we could do with we had a Power that Be under our control? We could rewrite destiny!"
The sexy dark elf spun her index finger around in the air.
"Power of the reoccurring mind, hear my call. To seal our bargain, we demand that you come now"
The lights flickered and Déjà rippled into the room. The albino teenager looked completely confused.
"Shame on you little Power" she hissed. "Still so much you have to learn. Once a higher power makes a deal, they are bound to it for all eternity. We killed the Slayer, the Werewolf and the Watcher for you, but you did not let us have the child like we had agreed on"
"You killed them! That was not a part of the deal. I wanted you to send them away, not kill them," the boy shouted, his pink eyes gleaming with horror.
"You told us to get rid of them, so we did. We did not receive the child, so we are entitled to take whatever payment we want"
"And what would that be?" Déjà uncertainly asked.
"You"
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As silently as possible, William, Rowena, Darcy and Xander slipped into Wolfram & Hart. They were on a mission. It was their duty to put an end to all of this; destroy this evil that had risen up like an ever-resistant wart. Hiding in a deserted office and under a un-detection spell, William turned to his three companions.
"So – what do we do?"
"Well there is that group that's grading the door to the White Room" Xander replied.
"Okay, you draw them away"
"What!? Why me?"
"Like Truth told us, we are the ones that have to go after the Senior Partners, but if we can't get past those goons, then we go nowhere"
"So I have to be the distraction?
"Yes"
"Fine" Xander finally muttered.
"Oh come on Xan, your forty for heaven's sake. Real mature" Darcy mocked and scratched at his mop of red hair.
"So – Are we men or are we mice?" William asked out of the blue.
"Were mice!" the others replied without giving it any thought.
"Then lets act like mice"
They looked at each other and then to William in confusion.
"Where did that one come from?" Rowena asked.
"Have you watched Stephen King's It? Richie Tozier said that to the rest of the Lucky Seven I believe"
"Your such a nerd"
"No that Andrew's role"
After a few extra minutes they finally managed to get Xander to take up his role as the decoy. They watched as Xander slipped out into the hall and shouted. "Maximum security? I only have one eye, what's your excuse?" and then turn to sprint wildly towards that secret hall that William had told him about. As expected, the four guards all went after the fleeing trespasser. With that out of the way, William, Rowena and Darcy headed strait for the White Room.
Upon enter whoever, it wasn't as white as William remembered. There were many doors everywhere, and labeled to thank the gods. They led to anywhere. Dimension hells, other room and two in particular. 'Senior Partners' and 'Minor Partners'. Darcy laughed and stepped forward, realizing the trick, and took into his hand an invisible doorknob and turned. A door appeared in the wall between the two other doors and then they heard the voices.
"So with this Power under our control we can have anything!" a deep menacing voice doomed.
"Destiny is ours!" a shrill female voice cheered.
"NEVER!" shout another, but this one was young and terrified. "I won't let you do this. You had them killed!"
"That's your problem small-fry" spoke yet another.
"Six against one. What do you think the outcome will be?" was a fifth.
The third voice cried.
"You can't control me, only my mother and father can, Memory and Truth"
Truth!? The Power they had spoken to was the rouge Power's mother!
"Fate and destiny are two different things. You think to take what you will? The Dark One, the Fair Haired and the Protector? You must be crazy" the Power spat. "They are the Triquetra! You can change their fate. They were always meant to stop you!"
Unseen, William motioned for his two friends to stop. The Power they had once been angry will was a child. With magical shackles around his ankles and wrist, they could see that he was a prisoner. Rowena could sense the pureness of his being. He wasn't evil, he was like any other kid his age, but only with abilities that could influence anything.
"Foolish little Déjà" an elfish lady said. "I have lived for over one thousand years and I can command the blood of my kin. The Protector is my kin through his Elfish side and the Fair Haired through the through the Witch's side – I had human kin you know?"
Darcy couldn't control himself any more and leaped out to land in mid- transformation two feet from the dark elf.
"But you cant control me elf!" he snarled.
The other Senior Partners gasped in shock at this. They might win and the might loss; it all mattered now – it was now or never. William and Rowena took out the demon, werewolf, vampire and clairvoyant it a round of fast acting magical assaults. It was the chaos wizard that had them stumped.
"I'll take the wolfchild, you take these two Sith Rili" he snarled and they switched places.
"Having fun now?" Sith Rili hissed as she took on her opponents.
"You wish!" William lashed out with a lightning whip.
Rowena threw a fireball, but was throw off with blast of ice. Sith Rili took a punch and then returned one. William was knocked into a tizzy, while Darcy fought it out with Karling.
"Your mother was the worst pain that could ever have been born to this world. My father told me much about her and thought me much on what do if I ever met up with her.
"Do you think that I'll let you get away with that? Your nothing!"
"Oh I'm not am I? Did you mother ever tell you about Ethan Rayne?"
"That crackpot chaos sorcerer?" Darcy snorted.
"My father was not a crackpot will little whelp! Chaos runs in my family and I, Karling Rayne will not stand to such an insult. You can go and join your mother!"
Karling threw a blast of scarlet energy at the young werewolf and it struck in dead center in the chest. Darcy gasped and staggered back and collapsed to the floor near Déjà.
"Father would be proud of me now. If I can't use you, then I'll just destroy you" he laughed. "It'll be fun to watch yo – "
He stood there for a second, his mouth moving wordlessly and he collapsed into a heap on the floor and burst into flames. A blast of pure magic had shot across the room and had struck Karling dead. Sith Rili had killed her own partner. Darcy eyelids began to grow heavy as he lay dyeing next to the one being that had mistakenly lead to the murder of his parents.
"Don't worry Dark One, this is all my fault. I wont let you die" Déjà whispered. Ï have to make amends for my wrongs"
Kneeling down and reaching out, the young Power that Be laid his hands just over Darcy's chest and a soft glow was emitted. As that happened Déjà form began to flicker.
"They're calling me back now. I have to go and accept my punishment. But I also have some unfinished business to attend to first"
Déjà disappeared with a flash and Darcy was left to find William and Rowena failing in their fight to take Sith Rili down. William was slashed across the face by pare of razor sharp fingernails and instead of blood coming, it was fur. His eyes flashed a feral gold and morphed to his demonic face. Fur sprouted and fangs and claws came also. When he was finished the transformation, Darcy realized that he was no longer half wolf and concentrated on returning to that form – actually he found it much easier to cancel the change half way in order to stay part human and part wolf at the same time.
"Trying to turn the table kids?" Sith Rili giggled fiercely.
"Oh we don't have to try" Rowena smiled humorlessly. "We already have"
Joining hands, their powers flowed in one strong force. Seeing this, Sith Rili's face took on a worried appearance.
"You may be able to stop me" Rowena spoke first.
"As well as myself included" William added.
"But you cant stop me" Darcy finished. "Together we have the power o destroy you dark elf. With you gone there will no longer be the Senior Partners of Wolfram & Hart"
A circle of light began to form around the now frightened elf. Within the circle, another strand of light began to grow. It wove itself in and out through the circle and then joined in a finish. The Triquetra. The light rose up to incase Sith Rili in is brilliant prison.
"A thousand years is a little too long to ignoring that parking ticket you have in hell?" Rowena asked innocently.
"You must have someone waiting there for you I'm sure. You know it really was nice to meet a living relative. Its just too bad I'll have to 'get rid' of you" William said sarcastically.
"You can't do this to me!" Sith Rili's muffled scream could scarcely be heard.
"Well you had had my parents murdered, you tried to have my baby sister kidnapped and then you ultimately tried to capture us and a Power that Be. What makes you think that we would just let you go?" Darcy chided.
"You wanted to control destiny so badly"
Déjà had reappeared beside them.
"Well you 'did' change your destiny. There won't be any Purgatory for you like had been originally planed. No, it's just strait to Hell for you now"
With a flick of his finger a large black hole formed on the floor beneath the cage of light that held Sith Rili and the elf screamed as she sank into the darkness. The hole closed seconds later, leaving the four to stand-alone in the empty boardroom.
Déjà sighed and looked at his feet.
"Because of me, great people have died" he began. "I was lost, like many mortal children are at this stage of 'life'. I shame everyone from my arrogance, my sorrow"
He looked up and stared into Darcy's eyes and Darcy himself was lost for word by the look in the young Power's own eyes.
"If there was anyway that I could give you back your parents, I would, but – on Life and Death control that and I do not believe they would do that again. You all have a great destiny, one that will be talked about from a many thousand years. If I ever see you again, it may just be in your dreams. A thousand apologies to you, Darcy Liam Osbourne, I never meant for anything like this to happen"
Déjà faded and disappeared for good just as Xander came running into the room. He was bleeding, but fine. Seems that the Powers that Be had smiled on him yet again. He surveyed the room and then turned his attention to the room's only other occupants.
"Is it over now?" he asked.
"No" William said with a smile. "Just the battle. Evil is stubborn, you cant destroy it all at once. But we'll be there. We'll be there to stop it when it comes"
Rowena hugged William tight and Darcy was the next to speak.
"So was that our retribution?"
"I think so"
"Wacky. What do you think my mom would be saying right now?"
"Other then 'where you trying to get yourself killed young man!?' "
"Yes"
"Well probably that she was proud of you"
"Hey! maybe we could write a song about this" Darcy laughed as they all turned to leave Hell Inc.
"Umm – NO!" Rowena gagged poetically.
William turned to Darcy and gave him the thumbs up, then turned back to Rowena and gave her a kiss.
"A song isn't as bad as the fact that we are going to have to raise him and Joyce, now is it"
"No I guess not"
"WHAT! Bad? I'm lovable!" Darcy whined indignantly beside Xander, whom laughed.
"Yah, just like the dog you are mate" William agreed.
"Ooh does that mean he can be our pet?" Rowena giggled evilly, rubbing her hands together.
"Sorry luv, you fried the last one"
"This is not funny!" Darcy snapped.
"Its not meant to be 'sweetheart'" Rowena replied and childishly stick her tongue out at the teen.
Grumbling and laughing as they left, Darcy had to ask the one most important quest on his mind.
"Do I get my own room?"
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So how was it? I though it would end this off light and funny and so I would like to dedicate this chapter to Tai, whom helped me out with it when I needed it the most. The epilog will also be the next and last chapter, then I will be taking a short brake before I start up a sequel story based on Darcy's life and then his point of view during FY. Well gotta go. Later!*
"So what are we going to do about this?" Xander Harris asked the inevitable question five days later.
"We'? What do you mean by 'we'?" Rowena scoffed at him. "You're still a cripple and your old, so there's no way your coming with"
"But I've gotten better and I'm not old! Forty is a respectable age and Giles was in his fifties when I first meet him and hell, he was still kick demony butt in his seventies!" Xander said indignantly and shifted his stiff knee that had only just healed completely.
"He does have a point Ro" William pointed out. "As much as I don't relish the thought of having Harris tag along, he is right. Buffy had the Scooby Gang to watch her back that was why she was so successful. Without them she never would have been brought back from the death – twice to fight the badies. I think that we may need him. Willow and Tara are going to be taking care of Joyce for Darcy, so they can't help. Wes and Winnie have Warrick to take care of, Angel and Nina have Kordeila, Connor has Shamus, Corrine will have to keep Anya and Lyle out of trouble, Gunn is only god knows where and Harmony isn't an option. It only makes sense"
Rowena shot him a nasty glare while Xander tried to hide a grin.
"We need to make some plans then," Xander said scratching his head. "We have a team of four. One witch, one werewolf, one dhampire and one watcher. As much as I hate to admit it though, I think that we have to 'study'. So where do you keep the books?"
William snickered and together with Rowena, they snapped their fingers three times and shouted "books". With a gasp of shock, Xander stumbled backwards and toppled over an immense stack of books that had magically appeared everywhere around the room.
"Sure your glass eye didn't pop out down there now Xan-man?"
He scowled at the two madly grinning young adults. The light, carefree mood of his youth had diminished slightly, but not enough that he didn't end up getting and smiling just because.
"Ooh the famous Alexander LaVelle Harris. 'I laugh in the face of danger. Then I hide until it goes away'. Did that ever do you any good?" Rowena mocked with her most sincere voice.
"Now what do you expect from a guy that had a group of friends with some kind of powers or another and he didn't?" Xander complained.
"How's about a better fashion sense?" William suggested.
"Hey!"
William suppressed a chuckle and then let out a sigh, Also mentally cursed himself for doing that sort of thing way to often these days. It wasn't as if he liked this 'depresso espresso'.
"We need to do a Truth Spell" he finally announced. "We still don't know who did this and we can't get any of the other adults involved.
Standing up and going over to his worktable, William rummaged through a bunch of ingredients. Lemon rind, mugwort, Azalea's tears and death cap mushrooms. Conjuring up a bowl of clear water, he placed his armload down on the table. Xander scooted over to watch what magic would be made as well.
"Ro, fire please?"
Underneath the bowl a small stand grew raising it up and a small fire burst to life beneath that. Rowena went strait to adding the potion ingredients. The liquid turned yellow, then green, then to a final stop a pure midnight black.
"What's going on?" Xander whispered hesitantly.
"Shush" Rowena snipped back, but in answer to Xander's question words began to form just below the surface of the murky liquid.
** Truth, ask what you will and I will only give the truth **
"Why has evil befallen us now?" William asked.
** Many things where meant to be. A rouge child of the Powers that Be is not pleased with the justice it has been given. As protest, it sought out to indefinitely take away as many of the Power's warriors it could in one stone **
"But demons killed Buffy, Oz and Giles" Xander started.
** Yes they did. Higher powers seek to employ lower powers and then lower powers seek out those that are even weaker. The blame is not on one alone **
"Who are you?"
** I am Sincera, the Power of Truth **
"Why were they after Joyce Osbourne?"
** An infant Slayer has not been chosen in over a thousand years. Evil seeks to influence the unknowing innocent mind of that child **
"Then what was the true aim?" Rowena asked.
** The true aim of your enemies was to gain power over you. Take out your pillars of strength and that will lead to the ultimate prize. The child Slayer taken would lead to the capture of the Dark One. With that done, the Faired Haired and the Protector would fallow **
"Why do they want us?"
** You form Triquetra, the Maiden, the Mother and the Crone, the Triple Goddess, or the Holy trinity, the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. To the Wiccan's it is a sign of protection and to the Christian religion, it is a sign eternity. You are both. If evil were to rise up and take the Three for evil, Hell would reign over the earth **
"So who is it that the this rouge child of yours has employed? I want to know who had my parents murdered"
William, Rowena and Xander turned to see that Darcy had just returned. The teenager shuddered at their looks, but with a wan smile, kept up his confidence.
** The ones that killed your parents have been put to death themselves in order for those above them to keep their secrets. As for those above them, well – you know of them well. They are a council of humans and demons that have wrecked much havoc in this world for many centuries **
"You don't mean – "
** Yes. The Senior Partners of Wolfram & Hart **
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Karling stood before the rest of the council that made up the Senior Partners. There were six of them all together, himself included. They were Baznel, Markcos, Jonas, Sith Rili and Vera. He was a human Chaos Wizard, Baznel was a demon of Quor-Toth, Markcos was a werewolf, Jonas was a vampire, Sith Rili a Dark Elf and Vera a human Clairvoyant. But there were also others, the lower council whom they dictated to dictate Wolfram & Hart.
Things were not going to well. Their greatest client was a Power. A lower Power he was, but still important. Déjà was his name and he dealt with the minor power of Reoccurrence or better known today as Déjà Vu and his father was the Power of Memory known as Jamais. It was surprising for them when this rouge Power came to them and offered to bend destiny for them if they were to get rid of some of the greater Champions that had been heralded to their greatness by his 'family'. Teenage rebellion, you had to take control over it when you had the chance. They could all feel the 'goodness' wafting off of him. He was still pure, only mislead by a child's bitterness. That was something they would have to work on 'correcting'.
"They failed" he announced.
"What!"
That was the expected roar of outrage that greeted his statement.
"How so?" Jonas demanded morphing to his demonic face.
"The assassins managed to kill only three of their four targets. The forth target escaped with the prize, and that means our little Power didn't keep up his end of the deal. He allowed the child to be saved and we no longer have our domino effect that would put the Dark One, the Fair Haired and ultimately the Protector into our hands. We all know what that young Mage can do. We watched the brat grow up right beneath our noises and then he was gone before we were any the wiser. Together with the Elemental and the Werewolf, they will take us all down"
"What should our next course of action be Karling?" Vera asked.
"That is for Sith Rili to decide, she is mind of this group, not I" Karling stated and sat.
Expectantly the others turned their attentions from him and to Sith Rili.
"Call the Power. We can no long wait for this; we need to take him now. Think of what we could do with we had a Power that Be under our control? We could rewrite destiny!"
The sexy dark elf spun her index finger around in the air.
"Power of the reoccurring mind, hear my call. To seal our bargain, we demand that you come now"
The lights flickered and Déjà rippled into the room. The albino teenager looked completely confused.
"Shame on you little Power" she hissed. "Still so much you have to learn. Once a higher power makes a deal, they are bound to it for all eternity. We killed the Slayer, the Werewolf and the Watcher for you, but you did not let us have the child like we had agreed on"
"You killed them! That was not a part of the deal. I wanted you to send them away, not kill them," the boy shouted, his pink eyes gleaming with horror.
"You told us to get rid of them, so we did. We did not receive the child, so we are entitled to take whatever payment we want"
"And what would that be?" Déjà uncertainly asked.
"You"
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As silently as possible, William, Rowena, Darcy and Xander slipped into Wolfram & Hart. They were on a mission. It was their duty to put an end to all of this; destroy this evil that had risen up like an ever-resistant wart. Hiding in a deserted office and under a un-detection spell, William turned to his three companions.
"So – what do we do?"
"Well there is that group that's grading the door to the White Room" Xander replied.
"Okay, you draw them away"
"What!? Why me?"
"Like Truth told us, we are the ones that have to go after the Senior Partners, but if we can't get past those goons, then we go nowhere"
"So I have to be the distraction?
"Yes"
"Fine" Xander finally muttered.
"Oh come on Xan, your forty for heaven's sake. Real mature" Darcy mocked and scratched at his mop of red hair.
"So – Are we men or are we mice?" William asked out of the blue.
"Were mice!" the others replied without giving it any thought.
"Then lets act like mice"
They looked at each other and then to William in confusion.
"Where did that one come from?" Rowena asked.
"Have you watched Stephen King's It? Richie Tozier said that to the rest of the Lucky Seven I believe"
"Your such a nerd"
"No that Andrew's role"
After a few extra minutes they finally managed to get Xander to take up his role as the decoy. They watched as Xander slipped out into the hall and shouted. "Maximum security? I only have one eye, what's your excuse?" and then turn to sprint wildly towards that secret hall that William had told him about. As expected, the four guards all went after the fleeing trespasser. With that out of the way, William, Rowena and Darcy headed strait for the White Room.
Upon enter whoever, it wasn't as white as William remembered. There were many doors everywhere, and labeled to thank the gods. They led to anywhere. Dimension hells, other room and two in particular. 'Senior Partners' and 'Minor Partners'. Darcy laughed and stepped forward, realizing the trick, and took into his hand an invisible doorknob and turned. A door appeared in the wall between the two other doors and then they heard the voices.
"So with this Power under our control we can have anything!" a deep menacing voice doomed.
"Destiny is ours!" a shrill female voice cheered.
"NEVER!" shout another, but this one was young and terrified. "I won't let you do this. You had them killed!"
"That's your problem small-fry" spoke yet another.
"Six against one. What do you think the outcome will be?" was a fifth.
The third voice cried.
"You can't control me, only my mother and father can, Memory and Truth"
Truth!? The Power they had spoken to was the rouge Power's mother!
"Fate and destiny are two different things. You think to take what you will? The Dark One, the Fair Haired and the Protector? You must be crazy" the Power spat. "They are the Triquetra! You can change their fate. They were always meant to stop you!"
Unseen, William motioned for his two friends to stop. The Power they had once been angry will was a child. With magical shackles around his ankles and wrist, they could see that he was a prisoner. Rowena could sense the pureness of his being. He wasn't evil, he was like any other kid his age, but only with abilities that could influence anything.
"Foolish little Déjà" an elfish lady said. "I have lived for over one thousand years and I can command the blood of my kin. The Protector is my kin through his Elfish side and the Fair Haired through the through the Witch's side – I had human kin you know?"
Darcy couldn't control himself any more and leaped out to land in mid- transformation two feet from the dark elf.
"But you cant control me elf!" he snarled.
The other Senior Partners gasped in shock at this. They might win and the might loss; it all mattered now – it was now or never. William and Rowena took out the demon, werewolf, vampire and clairvoyant it a round of fast acting magical assaults. It was the chaos wizard that had them stumped.
"I'll take the wolfchild, you take these two Sith Rili" he snarled and they switched places.
"Having fun now?" Sith Rili hissed as she took on her opponents.
"You wish!" William lashed out with a lightning whip.
Rowena threw a fireball, but was throw off with blast of ice. Sith Rili took a punch and then returned one. William was knocked into a tizzy, while Darcy fought it out with Karling.
"Your mother was the worst pain that could ever have been born to this world. My father told me much about her and thought me much on what do if I ever met up with her.
"Do you think that I'll let you get away with that? Your nothing!"
"Oh I'm not am I? Did you mother ever tell you about Ethan Rayne?"
"That crackpot chaos sorcerer?" Darcy snorted.
"My father was not a crackpot will little whelp! Chaos runs in my family and I, Karling Rayne will not stand to such an insult. You can go and join your mother!"
Karling threw a blast of scarlet energy at the young werewolf and it struck in dead center in the chest. Darcy gasped and staggered back and collapsed to the floor near Déjà.
"Father would be proud of me now. If I can't use you, then I'll just destroy you" he laughed. "It'll be fun to watch yo – "
He stood there for a second, his mouth moving wordlessly and he collapsed into a heap on the floor and burst into flames. A blast of pure magic had shot across the room and had struck Karling dead. Sith Rili had killed her own partner. Darcy eyelids began to grow heavy as he lay dyeing next to the one being that had mistakenly lead to the murder of his parents.
"Don't worry Dark One, this is all my fault. I wont let you die" Déjà whispered. Ï have to make amends for my wrongs"
Kneeling down and reaching out, the young Power that Be laid his hands just over Darcy's chest and a soft glow was emitted. As that happened Déjà form began to flicker.
"They're calling me back now. I have to go and accept my punishment. But I also have some unfinished business to attend to first"
Déjà disappeared with a flash and Darcy was left to find William and Rowena failing in their fight to take Sith Rili down. William was slashed across the face by pare of razor sharp fingernails and instead of blood coming, it was fur. His eyes flashed a feral gold and morphed to his demonic face. Fur sprouted and fangs and claws came also. When he was finished the transformation, Darcy realized that he was no longer half wolf and concentrated on returning to that form – actually he found it much easier to cancel the change half way in order to stay part human and part wolf at the same time.
"Trying to turn the table kids?" Sith Rili giggled fiercely.
"Oh we don't have to try" Rowena smiled humorlessly. "We already have"
Joining hands, their powers flowed in one strong force. Seeing this, Sith Rili's face took on a worried appearance.
"You may be able to stop me" Rowena spoke first.
"As well as myself included" William added.
"But you cant stop me" Darcy finished. "Together we have the power o destroy you dark elf. With you gone there will no longer be the Senior Partners of Wolfram & Hart"
A circle of light began to form around the now frightened elf. Within the circle, another strand of light began to grow. It wove itself in and out through the circle and then joined in a finish. The Triquetra. The light rose up to incase Sith Rili in is brilliant prison.
"A thousand years is a little too long to ignoring that parking ticket you have in hell?" Rowena asked innocently.
"You must have someone waiting there for you I'm sure. You know it really was nice to meet a living relative. Its just too bad I'll have to 'get rid' of you" William said sarcastically.
"You can't do this to me!" Sith Rili's muffled scream could scarcely be heard.
"Well you had had my parents murdered, you tried to have my baby sister kidnapped and then you ultimately tried to capture us and a Power that Be. What makes you think that we would just let you go?" Darcy chided.
"You wanted to control destiny so badly"
Déjà had reappeared beside them.
"Well you 'did' change your destiny. There won't be any Purgatory for you like had been originally planed. No, it's just strait to Hell for you now"
With a flick of his finger a large black hole formed on the floor beneath the cage of light that held Sith Rili and the elf screamed as she sank into the darkness. The hole closed seconds later, leaving the four to stand-alone in the empty boardroom.
Déjà sighed and looked at his feet.
"Because of me, great people have died" he began. "I was lost, like many mortal children are at this stage of 'life'. I shame everyone from my arrogance, my sorrow"
He looked up and stared into Darcy's eyes and Darcy himself was lost for word by the look in the young Power's own eyes.
"If there was anyway that I could give you back your parents, I would, but – on Life and Death control that and I do not believe they would do that again. You all have a great destiny, one that will be talked about from a many thousand years. If I ever see you again, it may just be in your dreams. A thousand apologies to you, Darcy Liam Osbourne, I never meant for anything like this to happen"
Déjà faded and disappeared for good just as Xander came running into the room. He was bleeding, but fine. Seems that the Powers that Be had smiled on him yet again. He surveyed the room and then turned his attention to the room's only other occupants.
"Is it over now?" he asked.
"No" William said with a smile. "Just the battle. Evil is stubborn, you cant destroy it all at once. But we'll be there. We'll be there to stop it when it comes"
Rowena hugged William tight and Darcy was the next to speak.
"So was that our retribution?"
"I think so"
"Wacky. What do you think my mom would be saying right now?"
"Other then 'where you trying to get yourself killed young man!?' "
"Yes"
"Well probably that she was proud of you"
"Hey! maybe we could write a song about this" Darcy laughed as they all turned to leave Hell Inc.
"Umm – NO!" Rowena gagged poetically.
William turned to Darcy and gave him the thumbs up, then turned back to Rowena and gave her a kiss.
"A song isn't as bad as the fact that we are going to have to raise him and Joyce, now is it"
"No I guess not"
"WHAT! Bad? I'm lovable!" Darcy whined indignantly beside Xander, whom laughed.
"Yah, just like the dog you are mate" William agreed.
"Ooh does that mean he can be our pet?" Rowena giggled evilly, rubbing her hands together.
"Sorry luv, you fried the last one"
"This is not funny!" Darcy snapped.
"Its not meant to be 'sweetheart'" Rowena replied and childishly stick her tongue out at the teen.
Grumbling and laughing as they left, Darcy had to ask the one most important quest on his mind.
"Do I get my own room?"
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So how was it? I though it would end this off light and funny and so I would like to dedicate this chapter to Tai, whom helped me out with it when I needed it the most. The epilog will also be the next and last chapter, then I will be taking a short brake before I start up a sequel story based on Darcy's life and then his point of view during FY. Well gotta go. Later!*