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"Sir, we may have found something interesting." a froglike oily voice croaked out.

Wyatt didn't even open his yes. He was almost in heaven and then he had heard that damned voice. For being his top man, he really hated it whenever Draco had any reports. Hell, he really hated Draco.

"And what would that be?" Wyatt asked completely bored by Draco already, and laying over his bed with his stomach to the mattress and a few skimpily dressed girls feeding him grapes and massaging him.

Draco brushed his green scales nervously over his face and swallowed. Wyatt had come to know his movements easily and know what each meant. He would assume that Draco's whole massaging scales bit was much like a human stroking his beard. However, since Draco was a lot like a walking frog with lizard golden eyes Wyatt doubted Draco like being compared to a human.

"Well, it's umm .. I ,"Draco abbaled out through his silvery split tongue.

"You're interrupting my relax time, Draco. The best you could do now is get rid of that speech impediment and tell me what's so very important." Wyatt replied with a crooked smile at one of the two dark haired girls.

She giggled a little and then brought a crystal wine glass of red wine to his lips. Wyatt had to admit this was the life. Too bad he had everything and everyone right under his finger except for his damned too stubborn to still be alive younger brother. Chris, his favorite relative, the one he had grown up with and had been there for when his mother had died was now against him.

His brother, the rebel leader!

He had to laugh. It was just so wrong. It was twisted. Someone in the fates had to have a serious dark humor problem that needed to be rectified. His younger brother, who he would do anything for, and whom he had pardoned a few thousands times before because of his stupid rebel leader actions against Wyatt.

It was just plain sick how his little brother thought he would win. Especially after how Wyatt had set the world up against him in the first place to make sure it was impossible.

"Speak." Wyatt yelled impatiently as he felt the very memory of Chris get under his skin.

The two servants girls looked at each other and quickly got off the bed instantly. They both stepped to each other in their matching crimson dresses and held to the others arm as they fearfully sensed his anger. They quickly walked backwards out of the room and at the doorway they curtseyed to him before running to some safe place away from his anger.

"Well, an insider...." Draco began.

"Who?" Wyatt interrupted. He hated it when Draco talked some cryptically. He liked knowing who was doing what not what their position against or for him was. He liked knowing the small details just in case the small details came back to bite him in the ass. As if they ever could.

"Excuse me, sir?"

"I like knowing the names of my insiders doing that important spy work for me since I have so many. So, that if they screw up I can vanquish them easily later." Wyatt informed his demonic first man.

"Oh, sorry sir. Almighty twice blessed.." Draco replied as he instantly went into butt kissing mode.

"Stop kissing my ass and get to the point already, Draco! How about I help you to that point. An insider, you need to says name, has found something interesting about the rebels that I might like to know."

"Yes, sir. He did. "

"Name?" Wyatt asked annoyed.

"Uh, it was Brokla."

"Brokla, at least we are getting somewhere now." Wyatt nodded as he got up off the bed and threw a black robe on.

"The rebel, your brother. Has a girl." Draco concluded with a thick smile showing off his pearly yellow sharp teeth.

"Oh god not a girl. Anything but a girl." Wyatt replied as he made fun of his front man by cringing.

Wyatt had had many girls. They were all two faced. They all would turn in the end if they could and they were attracted to evil or to power. Either way, girls were all the same. They could be taken easily. They could be killed just as easily. They weren't that important unless he needed to get off a little or blow off some steam.

"Sir, this girl is completely pure." Draco informed him.

"So?"

"So, Brokla has found a scroll that in every way this girl applies to."

"Is she human?" Wyatt asked instantly.

He had to know if she was really important to him or not. He had heard many humans having big destinies but he had easily been able to rid them of that. He didn't care much for regular humans unless they did something for him. He liked beings with power. He liked using their power or taking their power for his own.

Now, if this scroll was about a being of power then he might care. Then, he might have something to do that night just for the hell of it. If it was for a mortal then it was all for nothing and he would send one of his stupid assassins after her.

"Yes, sir."

"Alright, bored now." Wyatt replied.

"No, sir. Please this is important."

"So you say. But have we forgotten that humans aren't important.."

"The scroll says she is."

"Why? Do I kill her?" Wyatt scoffed.

"No, sir. You marry her."

Wyatt stared at his fellow demonic hit man. He had to be kidding. Him? Twice blessed, ruler of the new world, Charmed Ones firstborn child, and rightful owner of Excalibur marry a human? It was insane. It was completely stupid. What could he possibly do with a human?

They were so easily broken. They had no powers. Hell, they weren't even fun. Why would he go and marry one then?

"Me?" he asked. "Why would I marry a human without powers. How stupid is that? That would be like setting myself up for a fall." he told Draco. "I should kill Brokla for even defiling me in such a way."

"I don't know why. Sir, that's all I know about the scripture." Draco replied raising his weaponless hands.

"Obviously, you got the wrong guy. I don't deal with humans. I don't marry humans and I sure as hell don't like them." Wyatt grumbled as he walked away from his hit man.

"Sir, will you let me finish."

Wyatt gave a look to Draco. He couldn't believe he was still even going on with telling him this. He had already said it wouldn't come true and yet Draco was still telling him more. Wyatt had a feeling that once Draco was finished he would no longer be working for him anymore.

Wyatt waved his hand at Draco for him to continue.

"This human girl. She was made pure. She has no evil in her whatsoever. However, she can be persuaded. If you persuade her then she will turn. This will enable her to receive her true powers."

"How she's mortal?" Wyatt replied.

He knew how the world worked. You got powers if you were related to a witch in some manor. This girl was human. She was human. Humans don't have powers. He couldn't believe Draco was stupid enough to believe that they did.

"The Elders created her. She isn't truly human. She is pure though. She is made to feel like a human. The Elders, specifically your father, gave her to your brother as a confidant per say. What the Elders don't realize is that if persuaded to our side she will change completely."

"Yeah," Wyatt replied still bored but slightly taken with the idea of it all.

If he got her on his side he would be killing two birds with one stone. He would show his brother that he could control anyone he wanted to, and he could show the Elders that nothing could escape him. It was all so very tempting.

"Yes, sir. Almighty twice blessed one, she will receive the power of mind control. A major power that can be used on all whether good or evil. A power that is forbidden to be given out to anyone but the Elders screwed up."

"When don't they?" Wyatt laughed, pleased.

"She will be powerful, sire. She will even be able to change you could say Chris's mind to your way of thinking. Especially, since she is, after all, his confidant."

Wyatt smiled. He patted his servants back. "You, I like you."

"Sire, does that mean you will go after her?" Draco asked with dumb golden eyes looking into his.

"Yeah, it does." Wyatt replied. "Unfortunately for you, it also means I have no more use of you."

Draco looked at him a moment in confusion. Then, as he realized what Wyatt had said he tried to back up a few steps. Before he could even take his third step back though Wyatt's gaze burned through his eyes. Where Draco's golden eyes had once been were two holes that he could see through to the other side of the room. Draco's body instantly fell to the floor as Wyatt turned from him.

Behind him the servant girls slithered in and took Draco's arms and drug him out of the room. Another girl came in and started to clean the puddle of green bloody goo on the floor.

Wyatt went to his table and took his family picture up into his hands. It was of his mother, Chris, and himself. Soon, he would have his brother back on the right side. Soon, it would be like old times. He couldn't wait to get Chris trained in the evil side. He couldn't wait to go out vanquishing helpless mortals and good beings of light together.

Good times.

He set the picture down onto the table and turned to the dark haired girl cleaning the floor. Before she could do anything he had her on her feet and his mouth claiming hers. She didn't resist either. No one ever could.