Chapter 13
"What the hell's the matter with you" Chris yelled as he freed himself from his brother's bruising grasp.
"Whatever do you mean" the man replied in a mocked angelic voice.
"You know good and got damn well what I'm talking about you sorry piece of shit!" the younger man screamed before knocking a glass vase to the floor.
"Throwing a temper tantrum will not free poor Auntie Phoebe or Auntie Paige so if you ever want to see them again I strongly suggest that you stop this immediately Christopher" Wyatt spoke in a stern warning tone.
Panting heavily Chris stopped dead in his tracks and calmly walked over to the older man. He then looked the evil totalitarian in the eye receiving a smug stare with a smile in return before hitting him as hard as he could, causing the man to falter slightly.
"I hate you" the boy said in a dissonantly unruffled voice.
Before he could turn and walk away the man was violently thrown to the ground resulting in a bloody nose. He was then rolled onto his back as the strong man climbed on top of him forcing him to look the man in the eye once again.
The intensity of the rulers stare made the boy's heart skip a beat. Never in his life had he seen his brother look at him with such hatred and malice. At that second he realized what an unintelligent and poor choice he made by challenging his brother and trying the man's patience.
"Are you out of your fucking mind?" the man hissed as his blue eyes turned pitch black. "Do you have any idea what I can do to you Chris? DO YOU?" the man questioned as the boy started to tremble.
"Oh I'm very aware of what you can do Wyatt" the boy said in almost a whisper.
"Oh I'm capable of so much more then that little brother and I think you need to be taught a valuable lesson" the man said before flaming the two into another room. One that Chris knew all too well.
It was Wyatt's torture room. From this particular area Chris could hear many witches and demons alike scream out in pain and beg for mercy as his brother's cruel and evil laughter filled the air. Although he had never been in the room personally, his fiancé had told him many stories about what was done in there and now every part of his anatomy told the boy that he was in for one hell of a session.
"Get up" the man commanded before pulling his brother to his feet. "Sit down, you're about to get a lesson in respect little brother" he said conjuring a chair and pushing the boy into it as magical restraints held him firmly in place.
"Xavier!"
"Yes my Lord"
"Bring Binky to me" the man said while studying his brother's face for a reaction. Not receiving one caused his anger to deepen as he grinded his teeth together anxiously awaiting the Phoenixes arrival.
"What are you going to Wyatt" Chris asked anxiously.
"You should have been worried about that before you crossed the line. Now your precious little bitch is going to pay" the man said as the woman in questioned appeared while being held in place by two large demons.
"Put her on the table"
"Wyatt please, don't do this. I'm sorry. I'll do whatever you want"
"It's too late for that Christopher" the man responded as the sick smile returned to his face.
Conjuring an athame in his hand the man walked over to a frightened Bianca. He then proceeded to run his finger along the blade for an added dramatic affect.
"Poor Bianca, you had such promise, such potential. What an unfortunate waste" the man taunted as he ran the blade down the woman's jump suite splitting it in half and removing it from her body.
"Wyatt…"
"SHUT UP CHRISTOPHER!" the man yelled before waving his hand and taking the boy's ability to speak away. "I told you, she has to pay for your sins. Now sit back and enjoy the show" he grinned before turning his attention back to the witch.
"Now where shall I begin?" he spoke while feeling various parts of his prisoner's body.
Suddenly an evil grin appeared on the older mans face as if he had just had an epiphany and the perfect sinister act had finally formed within his mind.
He then turned the knife into a scalpel as he looked at his brother and laughed "Dr. Wyatt Halliwell reporting for surgery" before plunging the tool into the woman's chest and making a large incision.
"Ahhhh" the woman screamed out in pain as the man ripped the large piece of skin from her body.
"Catch!" he yelled to one of the demons who caught the bloody mass in his hands before devouring it.
Chris's eyes widened in horror as he watched the love of his life being tortured by his demented older brother. The boy could feel his heart beating at an un-human like speed as he watched the blood drip from both the woman's body and the demons mouth. If it weren't for Wyatt's spell the he probably would have thrown up at the sight in front of him.
"Now I distinctly remember you saying that you weren't very happy with your nose growing up. You said it was too, flat. Well allow me to fix that for you" the man said before removing the body part from her face.
"Please stop" she murmured while the blood poured down her face and neck.
"Oh no sweetheart, the funs just begun" he said in a disturbing voice. "Are you having fun yet Christopher?" the man said in the same unsettling tone as the boy shook his head violently in response while crying.
"No, not enough you say" he teased. "Well maybe you'll like this" he said before forcing the woman's eyes open. The male witch then ran the blade from corner to corner of each eye causing them to split in half.
Bianca's screams and his brother's laughter were all the boy remembered hearing before the pain, heartache and terror of it all drove him into the darkness.