(Sorry it took me so long to update, I've been busy, well here it is. I know this chapter is just like another chapter in the story "Brotherly Love" but I tried to alter it so it didn't seem as close. I hope it is okay! …And oh one more thing, this chapter isn't that long, because I didn't have much time to write it)

Chapter Three – Dark Dreams & Darker Councils

Thor sat around the table in where he sat before when Chris was kidnapped. A circular table with a pentagram and at each end of the pentagram was a chair and a demon sitting in the chair. Thor sat at the top of the pentagram and at each end was not a demon but a vampire, a grimlock, Zore, a hooded figure, and a warlock.

Thor sat at the table with the at most evil grin on his face.
"The Charmed Threat is now dead." He said
"WHAT?" the Grimlock shouted

"How?" The Vampire sneered
The hooded figure pounded his fist on the table.

"I killed the eldest sister," Thor said, "Watch."

Thor waved his hand to a wall a side from the table, and there the moment took place where he killed a Charmed One.

The Grimlock and Vampire smiled, and the hooded figure gave a grave low moan, which was a sign of triumph.

"And an added bonus I have the powers of the twice blessed child, known as Wyatt." Thor said holding a fire ball in one hand and an energy ball in another. He smiled and threw them at the two guards standing guard at the entrance to the chamber in which they sat.

"This is amazing." Vampire said

"I think a new source has been found." The Warlock said

"Agreed." The Grimlock said, the Vampire and hooded figure nodded also.
"Who are you?" The grimlock said

"He is a very powerful demon. A Death Whisperer, he is like the Angel of Death, but he can kill entire worlds. So it would be best to stay on his good side." Thor smirked.

The Death Whisperer groaned and looked at the warlock.

"Even though the Charmed circle has ended, they are still powerful, even the children." Thor said, "The first one I have his power, so it's even match. The second child, is very weak, but still powerful. He has the powers of Orbing, Sensing, and Telekinesis. The third child of the second sister of the charmed ones, has the power of Invisibility, so she may pose a greater threat to us then the other two."

"Not to me and my clan." The Vampires said, "My hearing is quite good, with one step and she'll be dead." She smiled.

"Very well, you keep a close eye on her then. Keep at least two vampires on her." Thor said

"Consider it done." She replied.

"But the second child is the most vulnerable to us now." Thor smiled, "He has gone deep into a depression, with the loss of his mother. We can use this to our advantage."

"How?" Said the Warlock.

"We have to get into his head." Thor implied, "Apparently one of my powers, Astral Echo, which is used by the known demon, Barbus, was to appear, but not noticeable, and almost be as like a conciseness as you will. With this I can make him think that he killed his mother he was at fault for everything. Until he just snaps one day."

"What if we did more then that." The Vampire said, "What if you used your power and made him go deeper into his "depression" until he implodes on himself. He loses control of his power and vanquishes himself. Slow torture."

Thor smiled, "I like your way of thinking."

"Perhaps we can lure him to the dark side, along with his brother and cousin." The warlock said.

"The girl maybe, but the elder witch, he would sense me being their. So he must be swade a different way. Figure more about these powers. Something in here must be able to make him crack." Thor said.

"So what do we do know." The grimlock said

"Put the scales of power back in our favor. I've retrieved the Grimore, I think it's time the source comes back into the big picture." Thor said as he waved his hand the Grimore shimmered onto the table.

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Wyatt stood outside his little brothers room for who knows how long. After his burst of anger, he was starting to feel better, he needed to for Chris' sake. He held a few slices of Pizza on a plate, Chris' favorite: Pepperoni, Mushrooms, and extra cheese. It was unfair that Chris had to go through this and that Wyatt couldn't help him the way he needed to help Chris. Wyatt took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.

The room looked awful it was mess, he saw a plate of cookies that was sitting on a dresser next to the door. The room was dark and grey and then he saw a body cradled on the bed, it was little brother. The sunlight from the window shined down chris' body it was almost holy, almost.

Chris was sleeping, Wyatt figured he sit their until he woke. Watching his brother was almost depressing, his brother looked so frail, so white, so thin. Chris must not have ate anything since his birthday party nearly 2 weeks ago. Chris' arms and fingers were long and thin, almost too thin. He hoped Chris was hungry, because he needed to eat.

Wyatt was looking at his brother, and then Chris gave a low groan, and stirred. He moaned again, and jerked. "No!" Chris said in his sleep.

"Chris?" Wyatt said

Chris jerked again, "No, please. No."

"Wake Up, Chris!" Wyatt said loudly.

"No, please."

"WAKE UP!"

"MOM!" Chris yelled as he shot bold up right, sweating and breathing hard.

Wyatt sat there alarmed and had a good idea of what just happened to Chris.
"Chris?" Wyatt said, the next thing Wyatt knew, he was telekinetically thrown into the closet.
Chris blinked at what he just did. "Wyatt?"

Wyatt sat up, "at least you're okay." He looked at the pizza which was splattered on the wall.

"I am sorry. I am so sorry." Chris said tears forming in his eyes.

"it's okay." Wyatt said standing up.

"No stay away, stay a-" Chris said standing up trying to stay way from Wyatt but he trips on his school duffle bag and falls to the ground.

"Chris?" Wyatt said kneeling next to his brother. Chris was then sobbing into the carpet. "Why were you running from me?"

Chris sat up on the ground, his grey shirt was filled with sweat and his grey pajamas looked extremely baggy on a kid alrighty very thin. "Because I don't you to die, like mom."

"What are you talking about? I am not going to die." Wyatt said putting his arm around his brother.

"Everything I've ever loved has died. My fish, the dog, mom and I am not sure dad is even with me anymore." Chris mumbled through his tears.

It was true, that Chris did have bad luck with pets. His fish died when he left the aquarium in the sun on that really hot summer day. The water was to warm for the fish. And his dog in which he got for Christmas died, because of Wyatt, on accident. When Wyatt was practicing a new power with his mom, thought projection, he actually set the dog on fire. He still hasn't gotten over it. And Now his mom and Leo? Not loving or caring about chris? It was un heard of.

"Well you know me, Mr. All Powerful," Wyatt said, as he used a name, Chris would use when he would be jealous about Wyatt having all those powers and Chris barely having any. "Nothing can stop me, because I am twice blessed. I could death a thing or two." Wyatt smiled hoping it would help his brother. But it didn't, Chris bowed his head and cried. His hair covered his face, which was good, cause Wyatt didn't want to see the sight of sadness on Chris' face. Wyatt took his brother in his arms, holding him. Wyatt now didn't know what is sadder the loss of his mother or his brother dealing with the loss of his mother.