Thank you for the reviews (I luv being flattered!!) This chapters a bit longer so enjoy (and review!!)

Oh and got a bit stuck on the name of this chapter so I might change it later if I can think of something better.

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Chapter 14: Prelude To Two Meetings

"Yes….I'll be there…..Thanks a lot." Darryl placed the phone back in its cradle and reached for the ice pack sitting on the table behind him. His head still hurt from his fight with Wyatt, but he knew that Wyatt could have killed him if he wanted to. Darryl sighed and got up reaching for his coat. He had arranged to meet some of Chris's friends from the resistance group in half an hour and he wanted to be out of his place quickly before Wyatt could stop him.

Darryl didn't think that Wyatt would have bothered to bug his phone but Darryl had learned the hard way, never to underestimate Wyatt. He hadn't really thought that Wyatt would be capable of killing Sheila and his children but he had. Anyway; Darryl shook his head; that was in the past, what mattered the most was now, and right now Wyatt had got Chris so Darryl needed to help Chris.

Wyatt had orbed over to see Darryl, to tell Darryl that Chris would be staying with him for a while. He had told Darryl not to try to contact Chris directly, but to go through Wyatt. Disregarding this, Darryl had tried calling for Chris but quickly realised that Chris would not or could not come. This had been when Darryl had remembered Chris giving him a telephone number for the leader of the resistance group Chris was in. He had phoned Marc, managed to convince the suspicious leader that he was truly Darryl and not working for Wyatt, and had arranged a meeting with him. Darryl had realised that he couldn't do much to help Chris alone but he figured that the resistance group could probably help him.

Darryl slipped on his coat and pulled a potion bottle out of its pocket. Chris had given it to him a while ago saying it would cloak him from any form of magical sensing. Darryl hoped it would shield him from Wyatt, at least until the meeting had finished. Decisively he drank it in one swallow and strode out of his apartment.

Wyatt cautiously orbed into the opposite side of Chris's room to where Chris was. "Have you calmed down yet?" he enquired.

Chris scowled at Wyatt but said nothing. He was aching all over from there last encounter but he tried to hide it from Wyatt as he stood up to face him.

"Do you want me to heal you?" Wyatt asked

Chris shook his head angrily. "What, can you like read my mind now, or something??" he exclaimed.

Wyatt laughed softly, "No Chris, but I can read your face like a book, remember I've known you all my life, I know you better than anyone else."

"I wish I could say the same back." replied Chris bitterly, "I used to know you but since you turned you've changed so much I hardly know who you are anymore."

Wyatt waved his hand impatiently, bored with the exchange. "I want you to sit in on one of my meetings." he stated.

"What? Why?" asked Chris curiously.

"I told you, I want you to join me and what better way than to see what it is I do. Your input will be gratefully received."

"By who?" laughed Chris, "By your demon lackeys?? I think they know the only input I'd like to make is to kill them all."

"My followers will do as I tell them." replied Wyatt, "Are you coming??"

Chris considered the option. If he knew what Wyatt was planning then he stood a chance of trying to stop him. "Ok." he replied, "but only if I can speak to Darryl after - just to check if he's alright."

"You're not really in a position to make demands, Chris." Wyatt replied, "but I'll think about it. Ready?"

Wyatt took Chris arm and orbed them both out to the dining room of Wyatt's penthouse. There was a long table set up with chairs around. Wyatt gestured to a chair near the top of the table. "You can sit there."

Chris sat down and watched at Wyatt seated himself at the head of the table. Within a minute all the other chairs had been filled with demons and warlocks and various other evil creatures, although Chris could see some he thought were humans.

"Let us begin." commanded Wyatt calmly.