Wyatt was alone for once. His front man had left to watch over the servant girls to make sure that Bianca didn't try anything and for once Wyatt was left completely alone. It was nice to be alone for once.

This day had changed in more ways then he had planned. He had to admit he had the upper hand now. His brother would never expect him to really go after a pure human. He would never expect him to do anything at all like this. So, Wyatt had the upper hand right at this moment.

Wyatt was so close he could almost feel it. Not only did he have a girl to go in as an insider, but she was a Phoenix that had to do his bidding. For now he felt like he was on top of the world.

Wyatt rolled Bianca's captive bottle in his hands. She was a nice addition to his servants collection. The bottle in his hands as well as Bianca reminded him a little of the Barbie dolls that his cousins used to play with. A girl coming with her own bottle. It was like an accessory. Buy a Phoenix at a store near you. When you buy a Phoenix you receive a nifty priceless wooden champagne bottle, a beautiful girl with the skills of an assassin, and even the body of a goddess. Where could one go wrong?

Wyatt smiled as he thought of his little cousins. It had been awhile since he had seen them. Little Jamie had finally come to his side after a year of trying to live off the streets while not getting caught as a witch. Sure, he didn't trust her well so he had had her stored into her own little section of the mansion he owned. There he knew her every move. So, if she double-crossed him ever he would kill her.

Of course, he didn't worry much about that at the moment since she and one of his bodyguards for her were a little closer then they should be. Of course, they wouldn't realize that until a few weeks from now when she became pregnant. Their relationship didn't matter much to him anyway because he had a plan for their baby that didn't include them.

Of course, then there was old Sammy he hadn't seen her in a while since the last rebel attack. She had linked up with Chris sometime ago. Last time he had seen her she had orbed away from him in order to save herself from getting hurt any further then her fireball wound.

Then, there was Alex. He hadn't seen him since the beginning of the war between Chris and himself. Poor little Alex. He had never been able to choose a side. He wondered what he was doing now because not even any of his spies had been able to find him. It seemed for the moment that Alex had disappeared off the face of the earth.

Wyatt shook his head. Of the family's Charmed Ones only one remained. Phoebe. Piper had died.. Been murdered.. A long time ago... Paige had been her usual reckless self and had gotten herself killed a little after that. Now, Phoebe, last time he had seen her she had gone insane. Too bad for her. He wouldn't have minded having a psychic around.

Of course, his little brother had taken Phoebe with him. He had thought he could save her. Stupid boy, all she had become to him was some hysterical mad woman who couldn't save herself from a fly. All she did was take up space, but little Christopher would never get rid of her. He was always all about saving family members. He wouldn't let anything happen to her.

Wyatt would never ever ever understand his brothers logic. Sure, at some point he had loved his aunt Phoebe too. Now, though... Now she was insane. She wasn't here mentally. She wouldn't know if someone was going to kill her or not.

So, Wyatt had decided to give Bianca a little taste of her usual jobs satisfaction. Besides her getting on the inside and becoming friends to get as much information to him as possible about his little wifie to be she was also going to kill the only living member of the Charmed Ones that was left.

Wyatt glanced up from his comfy velvet backed chair as she entered. He didn't stand like his mother had taught him to do in the old gentlemanly fashion. He just lounged in the chair with one foot resting on the cold red and black tiled ground and the other lounging off of the arm rest. He had to admit his girls had served him well.

Bianca looked pissed. So that topped the whole outfit off even more as Wyatt grinned at her. His servants instantly whisked themselves out of the room and so did his front man so that they could be left in privacy. They were both left alone as Bianca firmly crossed her arms over her chest.

She looked the very picture of a rebel. She also looked a bit like a bum.

There she stood. Her dark hair was still laying down her back but it had lost some of its luster from some dirt being thrown into it. Her black leather outfit that resembled catwoman's to a point was gone now. In its place was a white tank top, a gray hoodie riddled with a few holes, and some torn at the knees pair of jeans. She looked the part of a rebel. Poor, dirty, and living off the streets was just the very picture of most of the rebels that came to visit Wyatt.

Wyatt remembered that outfit Bianca was now wearing well. It had came with an angry girl who had been a bit of a biter until he had broken her jaw.

"Aw, how cute." he remarked as he watched her.

"You think this is really funny, don't you?" she asked him with anger gleaming in her dark brown eyes.

"Yeah, I do." he replied.

"Bastard." she merely replied.

"I've heard worse. Now, I have decided that I will give you a starter job. Call it my way of sending a message to my brother if you will. But I have decided that you will get to kill someone after all. You see I hate to see my assassins pride hurt so I have decided to give you a little starter job. Call it my thanks to you for becoming part of my team."

"Gee, thanks." she replied bitterly.

"Your welcome." he replied. "You get the very luxury as well as the praise of killing off the last Charmed One's still alive."

"I heard they were all dead." she replied al of a sudden interested.

He knew why. The Charmed Ones were like an illusive fairy tale story. To kill the last one alive would make anyone famous. It would make her a very important assassin as well if she could show enough power to kill off a Charmed One.

"Nope, one has evaded death for too long. Phoebe. The weakest link to the Charmed Ones isn't dead. She's gone a little nut jobbies but not dead. Believe me, she's not dead. "

"So I kill her. Then, what do you want me to do?"

"As I said before Chris has a little girl of his own that I want. I need you to get as much information about her as possible. That's stage one. Stage two you become her friend and you make her trust you. I don't care how you do it just make her trust you." he told her.

"Wouldn't it be a little suspicious that I arrive around the same time when Phoebe Halliewl dies. Wouldn't she not trust me?"

"She's pure you know. Completely pure. Made by the Elders in fact. She has no evil in her. She won't be liked the others. She will trust you." Wyatt informed her.

"So the plot thickens. Why would you want to know about this girl? She isn't evil. She sounds like a human to me if the Elders created her. What's the big deal? Why not kill her and get this over with instead of draw it out to get information from her?"

Wyatt smiled warmly at Bianca and then he answered. "The big deal here is that it's my destiny to marry her."