"You really need to stop finding trouble, Sam," Chris said as he healed the wound on her gut. He finally finished. "Your the one who Wyatt's hunts, you can't keep doing that."
Prunella Spellcaster threw an apple at her younger sister. "Don't worry about poor Samuel Spellcaster, Chris, she can take care of herself, you know." Prue was a young teen, like Sam, but she didn't wear black, she wore maroon and didn't wear the collar or the braclets, but she was dressed similar to Sam, only feminen. "Hey, where's Pamella and Pan, Chris?"
"They went out to find out if Leo really did turn." Chris leaned on the counter.
Piper, Paige, Leo, Pheobe, little Wyatt, and little Chris were standing on the top of the stairs, watching Sam as she tried to take a nap, like Chris had ordered her to do. She finally rolled off the couch and lay on the floor.
"Here, kitty, kitty."
She sat up and stared at the stairs for a second. "Wyatt?"
"Come, kitty, kitty, kitty." Wyatt appeared. He was crouching on the stairs holding his hand out. "C'mon, pretty kitty."
She glowered at him. "I hate you, Wyatt." She lay back down and tried to sleep. "I know what you did to me. Gidion and Paige are dead, if you trying to find them." She rolled under the coffee table and rolled out the other end, her hands with black claws and her eyes were pitch black, her ears were pointed back and she was hissing at Wyatt, her cat tail swishing out from behind her.
"Bring it on, deamon girl!" He stood up and drew a sword out of thin air.
She looked around and spotted a trey of potions. "Potion!" She threw it at him and she dodged out of the way going up and clung to the roof. She hissed at him and summoned another potion. This time she faked a throw and hit him on the feet. "Poor, poor, pittiful, pittiful, Wyatt. You know I don't feel sorry for doing that to you, right?" She landed on the couch, her deamon ears gone, her nails shinking, her tail disapearing. She opened one of her closed eyes and it was golden again with a slit instead of pupils.
Wyatt hissed at her and then vanished with his Darklighter powers.
"I see I dragged you into this?" she said rolling onto her side. "I hope you like it." She orbed out and left a small orical bottle on the coffee table with a note attatched to it.