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"This is always so much fun" the oldest Halliwell son spoke as he lifted the witch high up in the air with his mother and brother's cheering him on in the background. The smell of the woman's burnt flesh filled the air along with her screams of agony. "I think you should throw energy balls at her to intensify her pain" his younger brother said while trying to hold back the evil laughter that threatened to escape him. "That sounds good sweetheart. I say that after you brother's done with the witch, we go out and get you one of your own to practice on" Autumn spoke while running a hand over the boy's hair. "Hey I want to kill a witch too mother. When do I get to try" the youngest child questioned "One day soon honey, right now just watch how well your brother does it" the woman replied. "Any last words before I end your miserable, pathetic little life?" the boy questioned. The woman simply groaned in response which made the group erupt in malicious laughter. "Oh I'm so sorry maybe this will help" the boy said conjuring a bottle of alcohol and throwing it on the woman causing a blood curdling scream to escape her and echo through the cold dark alley.
Lurking in the shadows and observing the scene was none other than Wyatt Mathew Halliwell. Although this was what the man had wanted all along, something about it just didn't sit right with him. It wasn't that he didn't want his family to be powerful and feared like he was so long ago, it was just that he wasn't really prepared to see his boys behave in this manner. And his wife, she had become someone that he didn't even know. Not only was she killing mortals and witches just for the hell of it but now she was cheering on his sons as they tortured and killed innocents. Deep down he missed how sweet and caring his wife and kids used to be and that same part of him wished that he could have them back just for a little while. "Hey. The boys are making excellent progress, you should be proud" the man's brother spoke as he made his way to his side. "And if they keep up with their training, my girls should be on there level in no time" Chris continued placing a hand on his brothers shoulder. "Yeah. Umm, listen Chris I think we should get going. We have to meet with the Lazarus demons soon" the man said sounding less then thrilled. "Alright, well I have to go check on Amber and the girls. So I'll meet you there in a few" the man finished before flaming out.
Once again the Wyatt was left to his thoughts. His mind flashed back to a time when his family was happy just hanging out together. He could remember all the times that he and his wife would spend an evening alone with their boys playing games and wrestling and just enjoying each other's company and love, but those days are long gone. Now the only thing they look forward to is their next kill or torture session and his loving wife was even worse than their children. Most times she can't even make love to him without killing someone first, she called it her new and improved aphrodisiac. "No this has got to stop" he whispered to himself. "I have to get my family back, no matter what the cost" with that he flamed out to take care of his first order of business.