Chapter Five- to run from the past.
::Flashback to when Alison was six::
Alison's mother tickled her, and she shrieked with laughter.
"Found you!" Alison told her mom proudly, "Now it's my turn to hide!"
"Yes it is," Lilith gave her daughter a big hug, then Alison disappeared, using her power to make herself invisible. She had lost that power when she turned ten and no longer needed it.
Then a group of demons shimmered into the room, led by a young man with shaggy blonde hair. Lilith quickly stood, conjuring a simulacrum of Alison.
"Stay behind me," she whispered to the construct, pretending it was the real Alison, "Stay hidden," she was pretending to speak to the girl hiding behind her, but Alison knew she was really talking to her. She nodded, even though Lilith couldn't see her, and tried to make herself invisible, hiding behind a potted plant only feet away from Wyatt.
"How dare you betray me like this? You know what the penalty for harboring a witch is!" He angrily conjured a fireball, as Alison looked on helplessly.
"Please," Lilith begged, "she's your daughter, don't hurt her."
"My daughter? Then she must have great power. All the more reason to destroy her!" He laughed triumphantly, and instantly killed the simulacrum with his fireball.
"No!" Lilith screamed, her horror only partly feigned. She knew that he would kill her, and then who would take care of Alison? Hiding in terror, Alison almost screamed as she saw herself killed, but she stayed hidden, just like she had been told.
He laughed, an advanced on her, holding a fireball. "Please don't kill me," she begged, "I promise I'll never betray you again!"
But he only laughed. "I can tell you're lying. Why bother, I could never forgive you."
"Please," she begged, trembling. But there was no mercy in his eyes. He threw the fireball. Alison wanted to run out and attack him. "Stay hidden" her mother's voice echoed in her mind. The fireball did not kill her- after all, she was an ancient powerful demon. He threw another, and she screamed as she was wreathed in flames. "Stay hidden."
Alison watched helplessly as her mother grew weaker with each blast. She couldn't take much more of this. "Stay hidden."
This time when the flames cleared, there was nothing left but ashes. Alison stared in muted shock. 'This can't be happening,' she thought, 'this can't be real.' "Stay hidden"
She wanted to scream, "Mommy!" but her mother's parting words cautioned her. "Stay hidden."
She waited until they had disappeared, then screamed her throat raw. She touched the burn mark with her finger, tracing its edges. "I love you, Mommy," she was barely able to whisper, "and I'll stay hidden until I can kill him." Then she collapsed to the ground, sobbing.
::End flashback::
Alison sat bolt upright in her cot, trying not to scream. She realized she was sweating. She orbed outside, into the cool night air, then she started to cry. She sat on the ground, bringing her knees to her chest, sobbing.
"Hey kid, you okay?" Maka asked her, walking outside and sitting down next to her.
"Not really. It's like when he killed my other, there was this hole left inside me. I thought it had healed, but it only scabbed over. And all this..."
"Brings back painful memories," Maka finished. "I know. You'll be okay, we all will. We'll kill him, and avenge your mother. Listen to me. You'll be fine."
"But how can I be? What if I just turn out evil, like him? How can I fight with that prospect looming over me? How can I take that risk? Lives are at stake."
"You wont become evil. You are an amazing person and you risked everything to save us. You could never become evil."
"How do you know," she asked hopelessly, "he's my father, he's the son of a charmed one and he's evil, so why couldn't I be? I'm just afraid that if I kill him to avenge my mother, if I let my anger take over, I'll become as bad as him, or worse."
"Listen to me, Alison. You are good. Just remember that, and it doesn't matter who your parents are, or who others want you to be. All that matters is that you want to be good, so you are. You can do this," Maka comforted her.
Alison smiled thinly, "Thanks, I needed that."
"My pleasure."
* * *
Wyatt threw all the power he possessed at the force shield trapping him, and it wavered long enough for him to orb out. As soon as he left, it disappeared.
'How can this be happening? I killed her, I saw her die.' Then he remembered that Lilith was rumored to have the power to create simulacrums, constructs that resembled a person, but had no actual connection to them.
If the little girl he had destroyed was only a fake, he was doomed. He knew the prophecy. He frowned and shook those unpleasant thoughts from his mind. He had to concentrate on defeating this girl.
::Flashback::
Wyatt was sitting on top of the Golden Gate Bridge, laughing. He knew no one could defeat him now. He was still exhilarated from killing his first innocent. He remembered the way she had screamed as the flames consumed her.
The fifteen year old boy was already well on his way to becoming truly evil, and taking over the city. But one obstacle remained in his way- his parents. Of course, Leo was completely clueless, but his mother was starting to realize that something was up. He knew that soon she would find out, but he couldn't bring himself to kill her. At least, not yet.
He conjured an energy ball and twirled it on his finger, like a basketball. He sensed that someone was coming, and quickly extinguished it. But it was only his demonic girlfriend, Lilith.
Lilith claimed to be the first woman created, thrown out of the Garden of Eden because she wouldn't obey Adam. She had then returned as a serpent, to tempt Eve with an apple.
Wyatt didn't know if this was true, but he did know that Lilith was a very powerful demon. 'Almost as powerful as me.' The unbidden thought made him frown. 'She would never betray me- would she?'
As soon as he saw her, he knew something was wrong. Her usual evil laughter was replaced with a melancholy that scared him.
"What's wrong?" he asked her, worried.
"I- I think I'm pregnant," she told him, looking scared.
"What!?! How can that be? Oh, this is the worst time for this!" He buried his head in his hands, trying to figure out what to do.
"I don't know how it happened," she told him, "It shouldn't be possible, but it's happening, so we just have to deal with it."
"Okay, let me think. We'll just have to bind your powers."
Now it was Lilith's turn to be astonished, "You can't do that! I need those powers!"
"Just until the baby is born. That way, her demonic powers will be bound, until I unbind them. We have to tell my mother about the baby, and she can't know you're a demon. It's our only option. I'm not strong enough to battle the Charmed Ones yet. But I will be, just wait."
::End Flashback::
::Flashback to when Alison was six::
Alison's mother tickled her, and she shrieked with laughter.
"Found you!" Alison told her mom proudly, "Now it's my turn to hide!"
"Yes it is," Lilith gave her daughter a big hug, then Alison disappeared, using her power to make herself invisible. She had lost that power when she turned ten and no longer needed it.
Then a group of demons shimmered into the room, led by a young man with shaggy blonde hair. Lilith quickly stood, conjuring a simulacrum of Alison.
"Stay behind me," she whispered to the construct, pretending it was the real Alison, "Stay hidden," she was pretending to speak to the girl hiding behind her, but Alison knew she was really talking to her. She nodded, even though Lilith couldn't see her, and tried to make herself invisible, hiding behind a potted plant only feet away from Wyatt.
"How dare you betray me like this? You know what the penalty for harboring a witch is!" He angrily conjured a fireball, as Alison looked on helplessly.
"Please," Lilith begged, "she's your daughter, don't hurt her."
"My daughter? Then she must have great power. All the more reason to destroy her!" He laughed triumphantly, and instantly killed the simulacrum with his fireball.
"No!" Lilith screamed, her horror only partly feigned. She knew that he would kill her, and then who would take care of Alison? Hiding in terror, Alison almost screamed as she saw herself killed, but she stayed hidden, just like she had been told.
He laughed, an advanced on her, holding a fireball. "Please don't kill me," she begged, "I promise I'll never betray you again!"
But he only laughed. "I can tell you're lying. Why bother, I could never forgive you."
"Please," she begged, trembling. But there was no mercy in his eyes. He threw the fireball. Alison wanted to run out and attack him. "Stay hidden" her mother's voice echoed in her mind. The fireball did not kill her- after all, she was an ancient powerful demon. He threw another, and she screamed as she was wreathed in flames. "Stay hidden."
Alison watched helplessly as her mother grew weaker with each blast. She couldn't take much more of this. "Stay hidden."
This time when the flames cleared, there was nothing left but ashes. Alison stared in muted shock. 'This can't be happening,' she thought, 'this can't be real.' "Stay hidden"
She wanted to scream, "Mommy!" but her mother's parting words cautioned her. "Stay hidden."
She waited until they had disappeared, then screamed her throat raw. She touched the burn mark with her finger, tracing its edges. "I love you, Mommy," she was barely able to whisper, "and I'll stay hidden until I can kill him." Then she collapsed to the ground, sobbing.
::End flashback::
Alison sat bolt upright in her cot, trying not to scream. She realized she was sweating. She orbed outside, into the cool night air, then she started to cry. She sat on the ground, bringing her knees to her chest, sobbing.
"Hey kid, you okay?" Maka asked her, walking outside and sitting down next to her.
"Not really. It's like when he killed my other, there was this hole left inside me. I thought it had healed, but it only scabbed over. And all this..."
"Brings back painful memories," Maka finished. "I know. You'll be okay, we all will. We'll kill him, and avenge your mother. Listen to me. You'll be fine."
"But how can I be? What if I just turn out evil, like him? How can I fight with that prospect looming over me? How can I take that risk? Lives are at stake."
"You wont become evil. You are an amazing person and you risked everything to save us. You could never become evil."
"How do you know," she asked hopelessly, "he's my father, he's the son of a charmed one and he's evil, so why couldn't I be? I'm just afraid that if I kill him to avenge my mother, if I let my anger take over, I'll become as bad as him, or worse."
"Listen to me, Alison. You are good. Just remember that, and it doesn't matter who your parents are, or who others want you to be. All that matters is that you want to be good, so you are. You can do this," Maka comforted her.
Alison smiled thinly, "Thanks, I needed that."
"My pleasure."
* * *
Wyatt threw all the power he possessed at the force shield trapping him, and it wavered long enough for him to orb out. As soon as he left, it disappeared.
'How can this be happening? I killed her, I saw her die.' Then he remembered that Lilith was rumored to have the power to create simulacrums, constructs that resembled a person, but had no actual connection to them.
If the little girl he had destroyed was only a fake, he was doomed. He knew the prophecy. He frowned and shook those unpleasant thoughts from his mind. He had to concentrate on defeating this girl.
::Flashback::
Wyatt was sitting on top of the Golden Gate Bridge, laughing. He knew no one could defeat him now. He was still exhilarated from killing his first innocent. He remembered the way she had screamed as the flames consumed her.
The fifteen year old boy was already well on his way to becoming truly evil, and taking over the city. But one obstacle remained in his way- his parents. Of course, Leo was completely clueless, but his mother was starting to realize that something was up. He knew that soon she would find out, but he couldn't bring himself to kill her. At least, not yet.
He conjured an energy ball and twirled it on his finger, like a basketball. He sensed that someone was coming, and quickly extinguished it. But it was only his demonic girlfriend, Lilith.
Lilith claimed to be the first woman created, thrown out of the Garden of Eden because she wouldn't obey Adam. She had then returned as a serpent, to tempt Eve with an apple.
Wyatt didn't know if this was true, but he did know that Lilith was a very powerful demon. 'Almost as powerful as me.' The unbidden thought made him frown. 'She would never betray me- would she?'
As soon as he saw her, he knew something was wrong. Her usual evil laughter was replaced with a melancholy that scared him.
"What's wrong?" he asked her, worried.
"I- I think I'm pregnant," she told him, looking scared.
"What!?! How can that be? Oh, this is the worst time for this!" He buried his head in his hands, trying to figure out what to do.
"I don't know how it happened," she told him, "It shouldn't be possible, but it's happening, so we just have to deal with it."
"Okay, let me think. We'll just have to bind your powers."
Now it was Lilith's turn to be astonished, "You can't do that! I need those powers!"
"Just until the baby is born. That way, her demonic powers will be bound, until I unbind them. We have to tell my mother about the baby, and she can't know you're a demon. It's our only option. I'm not strong enough to battle the Charmed Ones yet. But I will be, just wait."
::End Flashback::