Wyatt and his minions stopped Turner in front of two giant black doors. Turner anxiously bit the inside of her mouth not knowing what to expect. Wyatt turned towards his wife and smirked slyly.

"Rememebr what I told you! Don't make a scene! Remember, I know that our past family is here." Turner interrupted him.

"Wh-why would you think that? That's completely ab-absurd!" she stuttered in fear of being cught at lieing.

Grabbing turner roughly by her jaw line he growled at her, "How stupid do you think I am? Wait, don't answer that! But anyways, back to your question. Who else would have the courage, or should I say stupidity, to break into my holds? Of course Mom and the Aunts, no doubt Dad and Uncle Cole are here too?"

"I have no idea whatsoever what you're talking about!" Turner denied, hoping it was convincing. Then she felt the familiar feel of another presence in her pysch, Wyatt was searching her thoughts again. Grabbing her head in pain, she shouted at him.

"Stop it! Stop it right now! You have no right! No right!" When it finally stopped, he looked at her with a strange smile.

"Oh, so that's where everyone is... I should have known. Well, doesn't matter now." He turned to face the door and nodded at the demons to his left and right.They too nodded back at him, as if they had mentally agreed upon something. The two demons walked to others who had been following Turner and Wyatt, after a few minutes four of the demons walked away. Then the original two had been by Wyatt returned.

They waited a second or two before knocking three times on the door, as a sort of warning that they were about to enter, and then they swung the doors open. Revealing a large room, probably as big as half a football field, and there were probably 100 or so tables in there. All full of demons and some, who had not come early enough to secure a table, were even standing up, All now quietly watching their King and his Queen enter the room.

Turner was being lead up to a stage where there were two heavily designed chairs, or more like thrones looking at their portrayal. She looked around desperately looking for someone, anyone to help her. She looked absolutely magnificent in her apparel and hairstyle, but only one thing was missing, a smile.

The look in her eyes showed utter despair, but no one really noticed, and those who did had enough sense and want to live to know that they should keep their mouths shut. Turner was seated in the throne on the left. where Wyatt sat down to her right. She tried hard not to let the other demons know how she truly felt, but it was hard.

She wanted to leave, to scream, to shout! But most of all she wanted Chris to come and save her, like he had done so many times before. She didn't note how long she sat there, waiting for something to happen, for a sign to show her what to do. Minutes passed by like hours and days but when Wyatt got up to say his speech, it all felt too fast.

"As you all can tell, I have gotten my precious Pruedence back now!" he started off, his words causing the hall to burst into shouts and jeers of triumph and joy. Turner, on the other hand, made a face, much like as if she had just eaten old prunes, at the sound of her first name.

"But with all good news come some bad news too. It has lately come to my attention that my meddling brother, Christopher, is back from the past! And this time he has broguht some more people that I know all of you will be very dissapointed and angry to hear are back. The Charmed Ones!"

At hearing this, the demons' cheers turned into cries of anger and resentment! Many started to fight amongst eachother over the fact of who would get to fight the Charmed Ones first. Wyatt easily killed those who had started the brawl and looked around the room, as if daring anyone else to interrupt him. He turned to face Turner, then clearing his throat he continued.

"We some more good news though... Me, and Prue over there, have decided that its time that we have a child. Hopefully, a boy, so that he can inherit my kingdom and continue in his fathers footsteps!" At hearing this the demons once again roared in approval.

Turner thought to herself, "These demons thoughts change as easily as the seasons do1 They have no idea what they want, all they do is listen to Wyatt! Well, atleast he's a good leader."

Then her thoughts were interrupted as Wyatt spoke again. "But as I said before, the Charmed Ones are indeed here and they need to be stopped before they can do any damage! So I propose an offer! Anyone who can bring them to me, alive...or dead, will get the reward of being my second-in-command!"

One demon was brave enough to stand up and speak before his lord, "My King, how are you so sure that the Charmed Ones are back?" Then he screamed in agony as his body exploded in a shower of painful flames.

Wyatt calmly looked around at all of the faces staring at him so intently. "Does anyone else here doubt my sayings? So, Prue, do you want to say a few words?"

It wasn't a question, Turner knew, it was an order. So trying to smile she got up and made her to where Wyatt stood. All eyes intently fixed upon her. She came up beside her husband and stopped. Waytt gave her a quick hug and kiss on the cheek but Turner knew better.

"Say that you completely agree with me!" he whispered quickly, the threat obvious in his tone.

"Of course i'd like to say something, sweetie! I completely agree with my husband, he does make the best choices!" she said loudly trying to convice everyone, but her efforts her in vain. One demons spoke out cockly.

"Then why do your eyes speak something else then which you say?" he demanded mailciously.

Turner had to thin quickly, she couldn't just stand there looking like an idiot! Then she knew what she had to do! She lifted up her arm in the direction of the opposing demon and clenched her fist, the demon exploded into a billion black shards. She faked an evil smile, and tunred to remainder of the demons.

Rasing an eyebrow she spoke, "Convinced?"

The demons were now as quiet as mice, if a pin was dropped then the sound it would make would echo throughout the room. Then suddenly the silence was penetrated by a loud crash! As being conducted by the same person, evry head turned towards the doors in one swift movement. There, in the doorway, stood the answer to Turner's prayers, to her pleas to God. There in a room full of demons who were bent upon killing him, stood a fearless man controlled by anger and rage. There stood Chris!

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