I don't own Charmed. All I own is Penny and Pamela. Thanks to all for the reviews. Hope you like this chapter…
Chapter 11: Wyatt talks
"What do you want with us!" Phoebe asked her nephew for the fifteenth time. She had given up trying to escape long ago. Wyatt had removed her bonds and shoved her into a crystal cage, from which there was no escape. It wasn't like she hadn't tried… Wyatt paced around the cave as if seriously considering her question. His demon minions mingled around the spacious cave, talking and fighting amongst themselves.
"I'll tell you", Wyatt said, "I'm going to kill you anyways so it will do no harm."
'Evil is so predictable', Phoebe thought. She knew that if he really wanted to kill her he would have already done so. He wouldn't kill her, she wouldn't believe it. Then why was he keeping her here? Unless…she was the bait…
The manor was in chaos. Barbas had come just as he had before. For some strange reason Phoebe was again the only one unaffected. Chris was apparently battling the future, evil version of Wyatt who kept telling him he couldn't be saved. Piper was fighting killer tarantulas. Pamela was battling the demons that had killed the Charmed Ones in the future. Penny was facing ghost and Paige was struggling as the walls closed in on her. Phoebe rushed from one to the next trying to help them conquer their fears.
"I did it!" Paige yelled suddenly, "I overcame my fear!"
"Good for you!" Phoebe said, distracted.
"I know how to find Phoebe, from the future, I mean", said Paige excitedly, "If I can get some quiet I'll be able to sense her."
"Go on, I can handle things here", said Phoebe. Paige scampered to her room and locked the door. Phoebe was left with a disturbing thought. From her knowledge of time travel she knew that a person who traveled back in time would fade when their future no longer existed. If future Phoebe still existed meant that the future where they were all dead was still a real one. They were walking into a trap.
Paige was meanwhile sitting cross legged on her bed, trying to concentrate. She focused her mind on Phoebe and tried to reach out to her soul. She was immediately hit with a wave of fear that was not her own. She knew where the future Phoebe was . Since she knew where Phoebe was she could orb to her side.
She rushed excitedly to present Phoebe, eagerly telling her the news. Phoebe stopped her. "It's a trap", said Phoebe, "we have to go together, with a plan." Suddenly, Phoebe doubled over in pain, clutching her chest.
"What is it?!", asked Paige worriedly. "He's hurting her…", Phoebe whispered.
"I won't let you hurt them", Phoebe tolled her nephew furiously. Wyatt stood in front of the crystal cage calmly acting as if all this was nothing more than a game.
"I will hurt them!" Wyatt growled. "I'm tired of your whining. I've wanted to do this my whole life!" He raised his hand and thrust it in Phoebe's direction. Silver-white lightening bolts struck her, causing her to double over in pain. As he continued to electrocute his aunt he laughed, an evil hateful laugh. Phoebe writhed around on the floor, the pain becoming unbearable. She wanted to black out, to die, anything to make the pain stop.
Wyatt stood with his palm out, electrocuting his aunt but not killing her. Once the other Phoebe felt her pain, they'd come running. In fact, he was counting on it…
Chapter 11: Wyatt talks
"What do you want with us!" Phoebe asked her nephew for the fifteenth time. She had given up trying to escape long ago. Wyatt had removed her bonds and shoved her into a crystal cage, from which there was no escape. It wasn't like she hadn't tried… Wyatt paced around the cave as if seriously considering her question. His demon minions mingled around the spacious cave, talking and fighting amongst themselves.
"I'll tell you", Wyatt said, "I'm going to kill you anyways so it will do no harm."
'Evil is so predictable', Phoebe thought. She knew that if he really wanted to kill her he would have already done so. He wouldn't kill her, she wouldn't believe it. Then why was he keeping her here? Unless…she was the bait…
The manor was in chaos. Barbas had come just as he had before. For some strange reason Phoebe was again the only one unaffected. Chris was apparently battling the future, evil version of Wyatt who kept telling him he couldn't be saved. Piper was fighting killer tarantulas. Pamela was battling the demons that had killed the Charmed Ones in the future. Penny was facing ghost and Paige was struggling as the walls closed in on her. Phoebe rushed from one to the next trying to help them conquer their fears.
"I did it!" Paige yelled suddenly, "I overcame my fear!"
"Good for you!" Phoebe said, distracted.
"I know how to find Phoebe, from the future, I mean", said Paige excitedly, "If I can get some quiet I'll be able to sense her."
"Go on, I can handle things here", said Phoebe. Paige scampered to her room and locked the door. Phoebe was left with a disturbing thought. From her knowledge of time travel she knew that a person who traveled back in time would fade when their future no longer existed. If future Phoebe still existed meant that the future where they were all dead was still a real one. They were walking into a trap.
Paige was meanwhile sitting cross legged on her bed, trying to concentrate. She focused her mind on Phoebe and tried to reach out to her soul. She was immediately hit with a wave of fear that was not her own. She knew where the future Phoebe was . Since she knew where Phoebe was she could orb to her side.
She rushed excitedly to present Phoebe, eagerly telling her the news. Phoebe stopped her. "It's a trap", said Phoebe, "we have to go together, with a plan." Suddenly, Phoebe doubled over in pain, clutching her chest.
"What is it?!", asked Paige worriedly. "He's hurting her…", Phoebe whispered.
"I won't let you hurt them", Phoebe tolled her nephew furiously. Wyatt stood in front of the crystal cage calmly acting as if all this was nothing more than a game.
"I will hurt them!" Wyatt growled. "I'm tired of your whining. I've wanted to do this my whole life!" He raised his hand and thrust it in Phoebe's direction. Silver-white lightening bolts struck her, causing her to double over in pain. As he continued to electrocute his aunt he laughed, an evil hateful laugh. Phoebe writhed around on the floor, the pain becoming unbearable. She wanted to black out, to die, anything to make the pain stop.
Wyatt stood with his palm out, electrocuting his aunt but not killing her. Once the other Phoebe felt her pain, they'd come running. In fact, he was counting on it…