Disclaimer: Even though I wrote this story I own nothing. All of the
characters belong to whoever owns Charmed which I think is Warner Brothers
studios but I'm not sure. Anyway point is I really own nothing. Well not
nothing really if I think about it I own a few things. checks pockets
well I've got a bus ticket and YAY five bucks anyway I own no charmed
characters EXCEPT for Prue, Vanessa, Lisa Wenwen, the pigtail girl, Potter,
Bridget, Zangog and oh this is ridiculous; just any unfamiliar face. If
anyone wants to use any of my characters please be my guest but just tell
me you want to use them first. Anyway enjoy.
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed and to anyone who tried to give me ideas. I'll try and incorporate them in some way. I hope that you like this chapter and please remember to review and tell me!!! I absolutely love reviews because it gives me an idea whether I should continue with the story or not anyway enjoy this chappie!!! By the way just to warn all Leo fans this chappie is really going to sting. In case you are unsure about which kid is who's I'll just give you a quick summary. Piper's children are Wyatt, 17, Chris, 16 and Prue, 14. Phoebe's children are Pythia, 12 and Potter, 10. Paige's child is Bridget, 6 and she had Vanessa, 3 but she was demonically killed at her playgroup. Enjoy!!
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Prue ran to the room which Wyatt and Chris shared and lunged at the handle. Immediately a blue bubble erupted from it and threw her into Chris who in turn smashed threw the wall of Pith and Prue's room. A startled Pyth levitated and brought herself into a fighting position until she saw who it was. Prue had propelled Chris along but when he had landed she had done a backwards roll and smashed into Pith's unmade bed. She groaned as she sat up and spotted Pyth in the air and Chris sprawled on the ground hands covering his eyes and knees drawn.
"Pyth I'm sorry..." Prue groaned. She leaned against the dresser and put her head back.
"We have got to get through to him," Chris moaned emphasizing the "got to" in the sentence "this is just ridiculous"
"Do you guys want my help?" Pyth asked lowering herself to the ground and heaving Prue from the ground.
"Nah. You'd just be someone else for him to beat up. I dunno how much longer I can put up with all his magical punches; as if the demonic ones weren't enough." Chris remained on the ground slurring his words slightly as he spoke.
Prue peered down at him and sighed, "Oh stop it. Get up. We've gotta get him out of this depression and he's definantly awake if he was able to have a force field that strong" she waited impatiently for an answer but Chris lay still for a second as though sleeping. "Chris..." she prodded his side with a finger. "Chris..." raising her voice slightly she prodded harder with her finger causing him to squirm.
"Oh shut up Prue," He groaned as he attempted to roll over to his stomach, "I'm kinda winded. I just bashed into a wall and acted as a cushion for you so just give me a minute," he grumbled
"Wimp" she muttered. Standing she surveyed the wall. "Hey Pyth, what do you reckon mum would say if I showed her this?" she laughed humorlessly.
Pyth snorted "Do you want to live?" she looked doubtfully at Prue, "I mean showing Aunty that is kind of a death wish"
Chris struggled to his feet slowly and dusted the plaster off his arms "Oww"
"You guys take care of Wyatt. I'll get rid of this." Pyth urged brushing the plaster off Chris' back as she pushed him gently towards the hole in the wall.
"You sure? I can do it when we finish with him."
"Prue, just get out. Let me do it okay?"
"If you really want to" she and Chris stepped through the hole; as soon as she turned back she saw the wall repairing itself magically. Little bits of plaster were materializing out of bright yellow globes and within a few seconds the wall looked as it did before. "All right lets do this."
"No offence sis but we can't get through the door." Chris stated
"Sure we can. You're such a pessimist," she smacked him lightly on the shoulder causing a little cloud of dust to rise "Remember we're magic. There has to be some way we can get through. We'll just have to figure out what that 'way' is" She closed her eyes and flameorbed towards Wyatt's room but bounced off his wall and landed on her back in the hallway, slightly dazed. "At least I didn't smash another wall" she smiled sheepishly and accepted Chris' outstretched hand.
Chris -after helping her up- turned to the door and stroked his chin deep in thought. Prue stood next to him hoping for one of his crazy plans which was bound to work but he just swore. "Wyatt, this is my room too. You can't lock me out. Anyway if you don't let me in I'm gonna tell mum and then she's gonna know what's going on." He stooped and looked expectantly at the door. It didn't open and no voice responded from inside. "Okay that's it I'm orbing to mum right NOW!" he looked to his left and began to orb.
"NO. Chris wait." Wyatt had opened the door and grabbed Chris' arm. "Get in." he pulled him into the room and made to close the door until he saw Prue. "You gonna tell mum?" he gruffly asked. Before she could answer he rolled his eyes and heaved her into the room as well.
"Wyatt..."
"Prue, I don't want to hear it. I only let you in here because otherwise you'll go straight to mum"
"Wyatt you've gotta just hear me out"
"No. Do you understand the meaning of the word? I don't want your sympathy. I don't want your advice. I know how I feel and I don't want you manipulating me"
"Excuse me. Manipulating? I want to help you, that's all"
"Well maybe I don't need your help. Either of your help" he gestured at Chris
"You don't need our help? You were almost killed by those demons and you don't need help?" Chris angrily asked raising his arms in rage and causing the posters on the wall to resist their glue-tack and flutter bird-like to the floor. "Did I miss something?" he sarcastically added.
"Wyatt if you need anything right now. It's us." Prue stepped between Wyatt and Chris facing Wyatt and putting her hands against his chest in a plea for him to listen.
Turning away from his siblings Wyatt sat on his bed finally giving in to their pleas. "I just can't stop visualizing her face. She was just so scared and I couldn't do anything" he looked at the floor.
"It's not your fault. There was nothing you could have done" Chris said sitting next to his brother
"No, see that's where you're wrong. I'm meant to be protecting this family and I didn't. I let that demon get to her. If I was there before maybe..."
Prue shook her head and frowned "Since when were you meant to be protecting this family. What gave you that responsibility?"
"I'm the oldest..."
"What? I'm a year younger than you. That's twelve months. You're seriously trying to tell me that twelve months is making you the 'Protector'. It's all in your head." Chris stated
"Chris is right. Age is just an excuse."
"I DIDN'T ANSWER HER CALL," he yelled causing the window to shatter as his exploding power was uncontrolled. Luckily Chris froze the room leaving Prue to recite the protection spell and repair the window before it could fully break. Wyatt bowed his head resisted his tears
"That's what its about isn't it? You heard her call and you didn't listen." Chris whispered moving closer to Wyatt and leaning an arm on his shoulder. "Wyatt I heard her call too and I didn't listen either. I thought she was just playing up again. Mucking around like she always did..."
"What?" raising his head Wyatt grabbed Chris' elbow and dragged him down to his eye level. "You heard her too?" Chris solemnly nodded
"Wyatt we all did." Prue added. "She's a blood relative that's why you heard her call. Not because you had to protect her as a white lighter but because she spoke to you as a family member. Like she always did"
"I'm the strongest. I still should have battled." He lost his fight against his tears and they began to run down his cheeks.
Prue began to cry as well; through her tears she sniffled "It wasn't your fault. You have to believe it"
Chris though not crying looked extremely pained and he aggressively repeated "It wasn't your fault. You gotta believe that. It was not your fault." Grabbing Wyatt he hugged him. "Believe me mate it wasn't your fault." Letting Wyatt out of the embrace he looked him while holding him by the shoulders. "I'd tell you if it was. You know me. I seriously would" Wyatt let out a little snort and smiled.
"Say it. Say it wasn't your fault." Prue urged, her voice croaking slightly
"I... I... dunno,"
"Wyatt..." Chris punched him lightly in the chest
"All right it wasn't my fault." A golden light erupted from his chest and rose above their heads to escape out the window. Chris and Prue both looked reproachfully at Wyatt who shrugged but smiled "Do you guys have any idea how good that feels. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault." Prue grinned and lunged at Wyatt refusing to let go. Chris laughed as Wyatt tried to loosen her hold to no avail.
Finally after Prue had let him go Wyatt in all seriousness looked at the both of them "Thanks"
"No worries" Chris smiled
"No really thank you so much you don't know what you've done for me....DEMON!" The tender moment ruined as Wyatt threw himself at Chris and Prue pushing them off the bed and onto the ground to save them from a hurtling fireball.
"I ONLY WANT THE GIRL" he cried "GIVE HER TO..."
Prue calmly extracted herself from her brothers and stood. Forming a fireball in her hand she smiled "I don't think so" she threw the ball and watched the demon engulf itself in flames and bellow as it vanished in a cloud of green smoke.
"I'm sorry but no matter how many times I see you do that, it's still creepy" Chris said standing by pushing Wyatt into the floor.
Wyatt pushed Chris off him and nodded in agreement "Yep. Still creepy sis"
Prue shrugged and put a poker face. "Sorry, can't help it" she sheepishly smiled "Can't help being tougher than you guys"
"I never said that..." Chris grabbed her in a headlock and Wyatt tickled her and they fell to the floor in a heap of giggles with Prue desperately trying to free herself from her brothers.
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Leo flameorbs into a dark cave solely lit by a green fire flaming in the middle of it. Smiling Leo walks over to the flame and places a healing hand over it causing a golden light from his hand to transform the green fire to orange. He continued to smile as this simple signal drew his demons from their hiding place.
"Leo, we have not seen you. Where have you been?" An upper level demon shimmered in and bowed to his evil leader.
"That is none of your concern Zangog. Your concern is that your demons failed me. Do not put that disguise on it annoys me" Leo commanded. Holding his head high he looked irritably as the relatively human-like demon morphed into the waxy black demon leader. "You may rise," he said in a bored drawl. Demons unreliable things, why the source insists on using them is a complete mystery. Of course when it was good versus evil it made complete sense to use demons to represent evil but now when leadership wasn't about good and evil but who has the most power why keep them in employ? "Where is the source? I need to speak to him." He inquired.
"Leo, are you sure that you're not..." the demon began but then realized his blasphemy and bowed in apology. His eyes trained downwards he visibly cringed as Leo created a fireball.
"not what? Exactly what are you implying?"
"Nothing Leo. Absolutely nothing" he quickly spoke without raising his head
"Tell me NOW!" Leo bellowed
"It was just um... you were um with your children and you acted very..."
"How did I act?" he breathed almost inaudibly, crushing his fireball and looked fiercely at the demon.
"Human, good, almost elder like" gaining confidence with his speech he stood up and faced Leo.
Leo turned away from the demon as though pondering for an answer but the truth of the matter was that his good half had been rearing its ugly head lately. Part of him still loved his children and to think that they thought him evil pained his good half immensely. His kids were all he had; Piper had long given up on him. It was really quite interesting the way his good half was still affected by the emotions expressed by his children. Leo shook his head in amazement. The spell that they had cast had brought his good half and once awakened it wasn't going to sleep easily. He raised a hand to his temple and rubbed it with his index and middle finger. "Zangog, my control over my evil side is not of your concern. I am dealing with it and the way in which I deal with it is none of your business. Question my abilities again and it will cost you your life." He created a fireball and forced it to hover in front of the demons' face so he could feel the searing heat emanating from the sphere. "However what IS of your concern is that your minions are failing to even weaken the Haliwells."
"Your children are strong. My demons are trying...."
"Obviously not hard enough you... you..." Leo's whole face changed and he looked at his surroundings confused, "you stay away from my kids otherwise I'll kill you personally in the most painful way I can think of. Go near them and I swear..." Leo shook his head, brought his hands to his face and touched it just to feel it was real; that he was no longer possessed by the spirit. "You stay away from my kids and my family" Looking upwards he made to orb out but Zangog quickly tackled him and pinned him to the ground. Leo caught sight of an empty torch bracket and threw the demon off flung himself to the bracket. The demon released the elder and reached a claw towards him. Leo screamed and held his hands to his head. Zangog kept his hold on Leo who tried to climb to his feet unsuccessfully.
Zangog tilted his head and hissed, letting his snake-like tongue sense the power in the room. Leo continued to scream; with his powers held tight by the demon he felt like his head was going to explode from the pressure. He had to get rid of this threat though. He had apparently been the one to command these demons to attack his children, his precious gems, and now he, Leo, had to be the one to kill them.
"Guards!!" Zangog hissed. Using his demonic powers was reverting him back to his demon counterpart, "Take him to the Source"
Leo screamed and tried to send the demons flying into the wall with a quick fireball but none of his powers worked with Zangog keeping them at bay. "You are no match for me in your petty Elder form. I don't know why you try." Zangog squeezed two of his claws together to prove to Leo that he was the more powerful creature.
Two leather clad dark-lighter guards marched shimmered in and started to drag him away. "I know who you are and I'll tell them. You won't get my kids." The dark-lighters dragged him to a metal doorway looming meters above the ground. Grabbing the lion head shaped handles they pushed the doors open to reveal an office. A large wooden oak desk laden with a bag of screaming faeries, a hovering fireball around six centimeters in diameter, a pile of ancient spell books and a cauldron which was bubbling over. Behind the desk an executive leather chair faced the wall behind, which was a window portal at the moment faced at a little Tibetan healer collecting his herbs and occasionally glancing fearfully up at the magical camera.
"That's it. Make my potion," The Source's dark voice crooned sarcastically.
"Sire..." One of the guards said bowing immediately and forcing Leo to do so as well and though he tried to resist Zangog had already weakened him.
"Oh good. Leo, I've been meaning to talk to you," The Source swiveled in his chair smiling until he caught sight of the position of his guards and a breathless Leo glaring ferociously at him. "Oh I see"
"YOU...STAY...AWAY" he cried aching all over and just needing some way to relent his anger at himself for putting his children at risk. Chris was right. It was his fault he was evil; when they had taken him hostage there would have been some way to protect himself from being turned evil but he hadn't known what it was.
"I have no intention of hurting your children. Quite the opposite, I want to make them the most powerful three in the world. Give them power over Heaven and Hell"
"And ultimately turn them evil" Leo finished daggers in his eyes.
"There is no evil, only power and those to weak to see it."
"You were once good. Why change?"
"We've been over this before Leo, you know well why"
"You're not the Source you're just..." Leo tried to appeal to the Source's human side trying to find some hollow part of the man in front of him that was familiar.
"My human name will not be spoken here. You will be returned to your heavens and if you breathe one word of this to anyone, your family will die. You are well aware of my seriousness regarding this matter remember what happened last time. Vanessa will not be the last that I kill." Looking he flicked his hand towards the door causing it to telekinetically open. "Go now!"
The dark-lighters hauled Leo to the door stepped outside and shimmered out. Meanwhile inside the Source turned back to the potions maker in Tibet to see him be blinded by his own potion. The Source smiled as he thought of the concept. Enough fear enables control. Simply make a person scared enough and they will do whatever you want even if it self-mutilation.
A/N- I'm trying to be evil. Is it working? Do you guys reckon that the scene with Wyatt was soppy enough or not? Anyway just wondering do you guys know who the Source is? Am I being super thriller like or is it just fairly obvious? Anyway please review and tell me what you all think. Thanks to everyone who took the time to read it.
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed and to anyone who tried to give me ideas. I'll try and incorporate them in some way. I hope that you like this chapter and please remember to review and tell me!!! I absolutely love reviews because it gives me an idea whether I should continue with the story or not anyway enjoy this chappie!!! By the way just to warn all Leo fans this chappie is really going to sting. In case you are unsure about which kid is who's I'll just give you a quick summary. Piper's children are Wyatt, 17, Chris, 16 and Prue, 14. Phoebe's children are Pythia, 12 and Potter, 10. Paige's child is Bridget, 6 and she had Vanessa, 3 but she was demonically killed at her playgroup. Enjoy!!
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Prue ran to the room which Wyatt and Chris shared and lunged at the handle. Immediately a blue bubble erupted from it and threw her into Chris who in turn smashed threw the wall of Pith and Prue's room. A startled Pyth levitated and brought herself into a fighting position until she saw who it was. Prue had propelled Chris along but when he had landed she had done a backwards roll and smashed into Pith's unmade bed. She groaned as she sat up and spotted Pyth in the air and Chris sprawled on the ground hands covering his eyes and knees drawn.
"Pyth I'm sorry..." Prue groaned. She leaned against the dresser and put her head back.
"We have got to get through to him," Chris moaned emphasizing the "got to" in the sentence "this is just ridiculous"
"Do you guys want my help?" Pyth asked lowering herself to the ground and heaving Prue from the ground.
"Nah. You'd just be someone else for him to beat up. I dunno how much longer I can put up with all his magical punches; as if the demonic ones weren't enough." Chris remained on the ground slurring his words slightly as he spoke.
Prue peered down at him and sighed, "Oh stop it. Get up. We've gotta get him out of this depression and he's definantly awake if he was able to have a force field that strong" she waited impatiently for an answer but Chris lay still for a second as though sleeping. "Chris..." she prodded his side with a finger. "Chris..." raising her voice slightly she prodded harder with her finger causing him to squirm.
"Oh shut up Prue," He groaned as he attempted to roll over to his stomach, "I'm kinda winded. I just bashed into a wall and acted as a cushion for you so just give me a minute," he grumbled
"Wimp" she muttered. Standing she surveyed the wall. "Hey Pyth, what do you reckon mum would say if I showed her this?" she laughed humorlessly.
Pyth snorted "Do you want to live?" she looked doubtfully at Prue, "I mean showing Aunty that is kind of a death wish"
Chris struggled to his feet slowly and dusted the plaster off his arms "Oww"
"You guys take care of Wyatt. I'll get rid of this." Pyth urged brushing the plaster off Chris' back as she pushed him gently towards the hole in the wall.
"You sure? I can do it when we finish with him."
"Prue, just get out. Let me do it okay?"
"If you really want to" she and Chris stepped through the hole; as soon as she turned back she saw the wall repairing itself magically. Little bits of plaster were materializing out of bright yellow globes and within a few seconds the wall looked as it did before. "All right lets do this."
"No offence sis but we can't get through the door." Chris stated
"Sure we can. You're such a pessimist," she smacked him lightly on the shoulder causing a little cloud of dust to rise "Remember we're magic. There has to be some way we can get through. We'll just have to figure out what that 'way' is" She closed her eyes and flameorbed towards Wyatt's room but bounced off his wall and landed on her back in the hallway, slightly dazed. "At least I didn't smash another wall" she smiled sheepishly and accepted Chris' outstretched hand.
Chris -after helping her up- turned to the door and stroked his chin deep in thought. Prue stood next to him hoping for one of his crazy plans which was bound to work but he just swore. "Wyatt, this is my room too. You can't lock me out. Anyway if you don't let me in I'm gonna tell mum and then she's gonna know what's going on." He stooped and looked expectantly at the door. It didn't open and no voice responded from inside. "Okay that's it I'm orbing to mum right NOW!" he looked to his left and began to orb.
"NO. Chris wait." Wyatt had opened the door and grabbed Chris' arm. "Get in." he pulled him into the room and made to close the door until he saw Prue. "You gonna tell mum?" he gruffly asked. Before she could answer he rolled his eyes and heaved her into the room as well.
"Wyatt..."
"Prue, I don't want to hear it. I only let you in here because otherwise you'll go straight to mum"
"Wyatt you've gotta just hear me out"
"No. Do you understand the meaning of the word? I don't want your sympathy. I don't want your advice. I know how I feel and I don't want you manipulating me"
"Excuse me. Manipulating? I want to help you, that's all"
"Well maybe I don't need your help. Either of your help" he gestured at Chris
"You don't need our help? You were almost killed by those demons and you don't need help?" Chris angrily asked raising his arms in rage and causing the posters on the wall to resist their glue-tack and flutter bird-like to the floor. "Did I miss something?" he sarcastically added.
"Wyatt if you need anything right now. It's us." Prue stepped between Wyatt and Chris facing Wyatt and putting her hands against his chest in a plea for him to listen.
Turning away from his siblings Wyatt sat on his bed finally giving in to their pleas. "I just can't stop visualizing her face. She was just so scared and I couldn't do anything" he looked at the floor.
"It's not your fault. There was nothing you could have done" Chris said sitting next to his brother
"No, see that's where you're wrong. I'm meant to be protecting this family and I didn't. I let that demon get to her. If I was there before maybe..."
Prue shook her head and frowned "Since when were you meant to be protecting this family. What gave you that responsibility?"
"I'm the oldest..."
"What? I'm a year younger than you. That's twelve months. You're seriously trying to tell me that twelve months is making you the 'Protector'. It's all in your head." Chris stated
"Chris is right. Age is just an excuse."
"I DIDN'T ANSWER HER CALL," he yelled causing the window to shatter as his exploding power was uncontrolled. Luckily Chris froze the room leaving Prue to recite the protection spell and repair the window before it could fully break. Wyatt bowed his head resisted his tears
"That's what its about isn't it? You heard her call and you didn't listen." Chris whispered moving closer to Wyatt and leaning an arm on his shoulder. "Wyatt I heard her call too and I didn't listen either. I thought she was just playing up again. Mucking around like she always did..."
"What?" raising his head Wyatt grabbed Chris' elbow and dragged him down to his eye level. "You heard her too?" Chris solemnly nodded
"Wyatt we all did." Prue added. "She's a blood relative that's why you heard her call. Not because you had to protect her as a white lighter but because she spoke to you as a family member. Like she always did"
"I'm the strongest. I still should have battled." He lost his fight against his tears and they began to run down his cheeks.
Prue began to cry as well; through her tears she sniffled "It wasn't your fault. You have to believe it"
Chris though not crying looked extremely pained and he aggressively repeated "It wasn't your fault. You gotta believe that. It was not your fault." Grabbing Wyatt he hugged him. "Believe me mate it wasn't your fault." Letting Wyatt out of the embrace he looked him while holding him by the shoulders. "I'd tell you if it was. You know me. I seriously would" Wyatt let out a little snort and smiled.
"Say it. Say it wasn't your fault." Prue urged, her voice croaking slightly
"I... I... dunno,"
"Wyatt..." Chris punched him lightly in the chest
"All right it wasn't my fault." A golden light erupted from his chest and rose above their heads to escape out the window. Chris and Prue both looked reproachfully at Wyatt who shrugged but smiled "Do you guys have any idea how good that feels. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault." Prue grinned and lunged at Wyatt refusing to let go. Chris laughed as Wyatt tried to loosen her hold to no avail.
Finally after Prue had let him go Wyatt in all seriousness looked at the both of them "Thanks"
"No worries" Chris smiled
"No really thank you so much you don't know what you've done for me....DEMON!" The tender moment ruined as Wyatt threw himself at Chris and Prue pushing them off the bed and onto the ground to save them from a hurtling fireball.
"I ONLY WANT THE GIRL" he cried "GIVE HER TO..."
Prue calmly extracted herself from her brothers and stood. Forming a fireball in her hand she smiled "I don't think so" she threw the ball and watched the demon engulf itself in flames and bellow as it vanished in a cloud of green smoke.
"I'm sorry but no matter how many times I see you do that, it's still creepy" Chris said standing by pushing Wyatt into the floor.
Wyatt pushed Chris off him and nodded in agreement "Yep. Still creepy sis"
Prue shrugged and put a poker face. "Sorry, can't help it" she sheepishly smiled "Can't help being tougher than you guys"
"I never said that..." Chris grabbed her in a headlock and Wyatt tickled her and they fell to the floor in a heap of giggles with Prue desperately trying to free herself from her brothers.
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Leo flameorbs into a dark cave solely lit by a green fire flaming in the middle of it. Smiling Leo walks over to the flame and places a healing hand over it causing a golden light from his hand to transform the green fire to orange. He continued to smile as this simple signal drew his demons from their hiding place.
"Leo, we have not seen you. Where have you been?" An upper level demon shimmered in and bowed to his evil leader.
"That is none of your concern Zangog. Your concern is that your demons failed me. Do not put that disguise on it annoys me" Leo commanded. Holding his head high he looked irritably as the relatively human-like demon morphed into the waxy black demon leader. "You may rise," he said in a bored drawl. Demons unreliable things, why the source insists on using them is a complete mystery. Of course when it was good versus evil it made complete sense to use demons to represent evil but now when leadership wasn't about good and evil but who has the most power why keep them in employ? "Where is the source? I need to speak to him." He inquired.
"Leo, are you sure that you're not..." the demon began but then realized his blasphemy and bowed in apology. His eyes trained downwards he visibly cringed as Leo created a fireball.
"not what? Exactly what are you implying?"
"Nothing Leo. Absolutely nothing" he quickly spoke without raising his head
"Tell me NOW!" Leo bellowed
"It was just um... you were um with your children and you acted very..."
"How did I act?" he breathed almost inaudibly, crushing his fireball and looked fiercely at the demon.
"Human, good, almost elder like" gaining confidence with his speech he stood up and faced Leo.
Leo turned away from the demon as though pondering for an answer but the truth of the matter was that his good half had been rearing its ugly head lately. Part of him still loved his children and to think that they thought him evil pained his good half immensely. His kids were all he had; Piper had long given up on him. It was really quite interesting the way his good half was still affected by the emotions expressed by his children. Leo shook his head in amazement. The spell that they had cast had brought his good half and once awakened it wasn't going to sleep easily. He raised a hand to his temple and rubbed it with his index and middle finger. "Zangog, my control over my evil side is not of your concern. I am dealing with it and the way in which I deal with it is none of your business. Question my abilities again and it will cost you your life." He created a fireball and forced it to hover in front of the demons' face so he could feel the searing heat emanating from the sphere. "However what IS of your concern is that your minions are failing to even weaken the Haliwells."
"Your children are strong. My demons are trying...."
"Obviously not hard enough you... you..." Leo's whole face changed and he looked at his surroundings confused, "you stay away from my kids otherwise I'll kill you personally in the most painful way I can think of. Go near them and I swear..." Leo shook his head, brought his hands to his face and touched it just to feel it was real; that he was no longer possessed by the spirit. "You stay away from my kids and my family" Looking upwards he made to orb out but Zangog quickly tackled him and pinned him to the ground. Leo caught sight of an empty torch bracket and threw the demon off flung himself to the bracket. The demon released the elder and reached a claw towards him. Leo screamed and held his hands to his head. Zangog kept his hold on Leo who tried to climb to his feet unsuccessfully.
Zangog tilted his head and hissed, letting his snake-like tongue sense the power in the room. Leo continued to scream; with his powers held tight by the demon he felt like his head was going to explode from the pressure. He had to get rid of this threat though. He had apparently been the one to command these demons to attack his children, his precious gems, and now he, Leo, had to be the one to kill them.
"Guards!!" Zangog hissed. Using his demonic powers was reverting him back to his demon counterpart, "Take him to the Source"
Leo screamed and tried to send the demons flying into the wall with a quick fireball but none of his powers worked with Zangog keeping them at bay. "You are no match for me in your petty Elder form. I don't know why you try." Zangog squeezed two of his claws together to prove to Leo that he was the more powerful creature.
Two leather clad dark-lighter guards marched shimmered in and started to drag him away. "I know who you are and I'll tell them. You won't get my kids." The dark-lighters dragged him to a metal doorway looming meters above the ground. Grabbing the lion head shaped handles they pushed the doors open to reveal an office. A large wooden oak desk laden with a bag of screaming faeries, a hovering fireball around six centimeters in diameter, a pile of ancient spell books and a cauldron which was bubbling over. Behind the desk an executive leather chair faced the wall behind, which was a window portal at the moment faced at a little Tibetan healer collecting his herbs and occasionally glancing fearfully up at the magical camera.
"That's it. Make my potion," The Source's dark voice crooned sarcastically.
"Sire..." One of the guards said bowing immediately and forcing Leo to do so as well and though he tried to resist Zangog had already weakened him.
"Oh good. Leo, I've been meaning to talk to you," The Source swiveled in his chair smiling until he caught sight of the position of his guards and a breathless Leo glaring ferociously at him. "Oh I see"
"YOU...STAY...AWAY" he cried aching all over and just needing some way to relent his anger at himself for putting his children at risk. Chris was right. It was his fault he was evil; when they had taken him hostage there would have been some way to protect himself from being turned evil but he hadn't known what it was.
"I have no intention of hurting your children. Quite the opposite, I want to make them the most powerful three in the world. Give them power over Heaven and Hell"
"And ultimately turn them evil" Leo finished daggers in his eyes.
"There is no evil, only power and those to weak to see it."
"You were once good. Why change?"
"We've been over this before Leo, you know well why"
"You're not the Source you're just..." Leo tried to appeal to the Source's human side trying to find some hollow part of the man in front of him that was familiar.
"My human name will not be spoken here. You will be returned to your heavens and if you breathe one word of this to anyone, your family will die. You are well aware of my seriousness regarding this matter remember what happened last time. Vanessa will not be the last that I kill." Looking he flicked his hand towards the door causing it to telekinetically open. "Go now!"
The dark-lighters hauled Leo to the door stepped outside and shimmered out. Meanwhile inside the Source turned back to the potions maker in Tibet to see him be blinded by his own potion. The Source smiled as he thought of the concept. Enough fear enables control. Simply make a person scared enough and they will do whatever you want even if it self-mutilation.
A/N- I'm trying to be evil. Is it working? Do you guys reckon that the scene with Wyatt was soppy enough or not? Anyway just wondering do you guys know who the Source is? Am I being super thriller like or is it just fairly obvious? Anyway please review and tell me what you all think. Thanks to everyone who took the time to read it.