Silly Raya! I know who Wyatt Matthew Halliwell is! I was just wondering if he had grown up or something or if that particular scene was from in the future or what? I'm old and I get confused easily. And what's with the name change…again? You change your name more than Prince…

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Wesley walked across the Quad, the centrally located quadrangle on Oxford's campus, over to the Student Center. One thing he had to admit was that everything was within close proximity at that school; he didn't have to waste much energy at all, which was good because he considered himself lazy. He opened his mailbox, hoping for any kind of letter, but all he had received (all he ever received) was a credit card bill. He hastily stuffed the bill into his pocket and stalked away, only to be met by Stephanie, his new girlfriend whom he had just met a little over a month ago.

Back during Wesley's surprise birthday party, James and Matthew had introduced Wesley to Stephanie in hopes that he would stop being so self-conscious around women. Fortunately, the meeting worked out very well and the two of them had been dating ever since. He would always remember the first time that he met her; it was in the midst of a demon attack. He had covered for her while she was at her work-study job and was able to convince her that a demon had never been there in the first place. When it came down to it, he could be pretty clever in sticky situations.

"Hey!" Stephanie called to him.

"Oh, hey!" he called back. "What are you doing out so late?"

"I called your room to see if you wanted to go to a movie, but Matt said that you were here," she said.

"Yeah," he said, "here I am. I was just walking around and decided to check my mail."

"Get anything good?" she asked.

"Bills," he replied. "All I get are bills. So, what movie are you up for seeing?"

"I don't know," she said. "I feel like something funny, though. What about you?"

"Always," he said simply. "Let's roll. Let me stop by my room to drop this bill off."

The two of them walked back across the Quad to Branham Hall. It was only around ten o'clock that night, yet nobody seemed to be around. That usually happened, though. On the weekends, most students found that they needed to be in a club or a place with more of a civilization than the dull country life that was Oxford. After about six or seven o'clock on Friday nights, the campus would become very empty.

They held hands as they walked back to Wesley's dorm room. As they reached the middle of the Quad, Stephanie looked up and saw something strange flying above them, its eerie silhouette cast against the full moon. As she studied it, it seemed to grow bigger and bigger, or was it coming closer and closer! She squeezed Wesley's hand to get his attention; her other hand was covering her mouth as she seemed to had lost the will to speak. Wesley looked at her puzzlingly, not knowing what was going on above him. Only when Stephanie pointed upwards did he see what he feared the most: a demon flying right towards him right before Christmas Break began.

He grabbed Stephanie and together they dove out of the demon's path. He covered her with his body, trying to make sure that she wouldn't get hurt as well as not see what might happen in the coming moments. They had just missed the demon's dive towards them. He arced gracefully back into the air, preparing himself for another attack.

"Stay down," Wesley ordered. "I'll try to hold him off."

"But you don't even know what it is!" Stephanie argued.

"Just stay down!" Wesley repeated as the demon descended upon them again. "And wait for my signal to run!"

Wesley waited until the demon was within striking range. He gestured towards the demon and froze him in midair, mere feet from where he was standing. He extended his foot and kicked the demon as hard as he could, breaking the freeze and sending the demon tumbling onto the ground, dazed. He limped back to Stephanie, who was curled up on the ground.

"Go, now!" he shouted. "Go get my brothers and tell them to get their asses here right now!"

Stephanie only nodded and set off towards Branham Hall as quickly as she could move. Back on the Quad, Wesley kicked the demon again with his other foot.

"And that's for making my right foot hurt!" he said.

The demon sprang back to his feet and immediately launched himself at Wesley, who wasn't prepared for a full on battle. He had no time to freeze the demon again, so she did the next best thing: run. He ran faster than he ever remembered being able to run. He wished that he could've run that fast during his high school track meets, he thought. He looked behind him once to see if he needed to go faster, but saw nothing. The brief moment he took to check caused him to miss that the demon had once again taken flight and was now in front of him. Without noticing, he ran right into the demon, who was in the shape of a very tall man.

Wesley bounced off of the demon and fell to the ground, slightly dazed. His attacker walked to him and stood over him, laughing. Wesley recognized that face; it was the same demon he and his brothers had vanquished the night before. The demon raised his hand and a long sword materialized into his hand as he prepared to stab Wesley.

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The same demon? Hehhh? Interesting twist; I guess this one just refuses to stay dead. Oh well, I hope the brothers can do something about that. Otherwise I'm gonna get paranoid. Anyway, next chapter: the brothers come to Wesley's aid, but can they defeat this new threat?