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Chapter 16: Returning and Reliving.

Cole shimmered into the underworld his pain turning to anger as he saw Raynor calmly standing there.

"I knew you'd come back, I've been waiting for you."

"My father's soul, where is it?" demanded Cole.

Raynor held out his hand and the glowing sphere that housed Cole's father's soul appeared in it. Cole carefully took it off him and stared deep into the bright light,

"Of course, now that you're evil, what can you do with it?" asked Raynor.

"That's not your concern." replied Cole.

"True." acknowledged Raynor, "You're my only concern."

"How'd you get me to do it? A spell?" Cole demanded angrily.

"Does it really matter?" asked Raynor, "But you enjoyed it, didn't you, killing the witch?"

"Not as much as I'm going to enjoy this." Cole retorted, conjuring an athame and stabbing Raynor in the stomach. "You killed Phoebe's love for me. Now I'm gonna watch you die." he hissed.

Raynor gasped in pain but a triumphant smile still appeared on his face. "I feel your heart, it's racing even as mine slows." he choked, "You're enjoying this, I can feel it."

Cole angrily pushed the knife in deeper but Raynor still had the smile on his face. "This is what I hoped for; your inner-demonic nature finally showing itself for all its glory."

Cole shoved Raynor away and he fell to his knees. "You're truly evil now, Belthazor. Welcome home." Raynor gasped before fire surrounded him.

'Now I will tell you what I've done for you
Fifty thousand tears I've cried
Screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you
And you still won't hear me
Don't want your hand this time I'll save myself
Maybe I'll wake up for once'

Cole's P.O.V

I was truly evil now. Raynor had cut the final ties that had bound me to my humanity; first Phoebe's love for me and now I had killed again I could feel the blood lust. Belthazor was surging through me, burying my human half and I knew I was evil again. I had given up everything for Phoebe but she had given up on me. I ignored my pain and focused on my anger. There was nothing holding me back now. I was myself again; evil.

Prue looked over Phoebe's shoulder at what she had written in the Book of Shadows. "Cole likes walks in the park, jazz and fine wine." she read out, frowning in surprise "Phoebe, what are you doing?"

"Well, Cole's a demon. We write about demons in the Book of Shadows, don't we?" replied Phoebe, not looking at Prue.

"Right," agreed Prue, "but this kind of stuff? Do you really think that's necessary?"

Phoebe nodded. "Yeah, if it prepares future witches in case he attacks. Absolutely. I mean, the more that they know about Cole, the better chance they have of hurting him before he hurts them."

Prue sighed and placed a sympathetic hand on Phoebe's shoulder, "Do you wanna talk about it?" she asked consolingly.

"No," Phoebe's replied shaking her head, "There's nothing to talk about. I loved, I lost and now I'm moving on."

Phoebe's P.O.V

That's what I told myself; I was moving on. I had accepted that I had lost my soul mate to evil and that he was a threat to us and other witches too. I didn't want to get emotional about it; I didn't think I would be able to manage if I did. Cole had hurt me so much and now I had to stop him before he hurt anyone else. I had to treat Cole as just another demon; ignore what he had meant to me. I couldn't break down; I had to be strong.

Cole stood with his head bowed, chanting. A wind began to pick up around him as he heard Phoebe and Prue's voices filter through from the world above.

"Magic forces black and white,
Reaching out through space and light,
Be he far or be he near,
Bring us the demon Belthazor here."

"No!" yelled Cole grabbing onto a rock as the wind got stronger.

Back in the manor Prue and Phoebe chanted the spell again and a tunnel of wind appeared in the centre of the room.

"Here he comes." warned Phoebe.

In the cave Cole was still hanging onto the rock. He changed into Belthazor, snarling and the wind disappeared. Releasing his hold as the tunnel vanished, Cole banged his fist on the table, angrily, before striding out of the cave.

"Well, they must have some of the vanquishing potion. Otherwise why try to summon me?" surmised Cole.

The demon Cole was talking to suggested "Perhaps the witch who loved you wants you back? Humans can be very forgiving."

Cole grinned and shook his head, "Nah, not this human, not after what I did. If I know her, she wants to crucify me, and knowing her is exactly what I want you to help me stop doing. If I have to fully revert to my demonic self, I need to break all ties and remove all doubt."

Demon raised his eyebrows, "Transmuting your blood might make you immune to the witches' potion, Belthazor. But it won't necessarily make you immune from her pull." he warned Cole.

"That's alright." he replied, "If she summons me again..."

"That's not the pull I'm talking about." the demon cut in. "Your human half will always be vulnerable to that which makes all humans vulnerable. No sorcery can change that."

Cole pulled up his sleeve. "Then do what you can." he commanded.

The demon telekinetically lifted a knife into his hand and cut Cole's arm. He raised his other hand and electricity shot out of it into Cole's wound.

Cole's P.O.V

Phoebe wanted to vanquish me? Then let her try. If everything we had had together meant so little to her then she would find me willing to return the fight. With a little magical help I would be immune to any potion Phoebe might have made and my human half would be buried so deep nothing could bring it to the surface, or at least, that was what I thought.

"Yeah, and how are we gonna save you?" asked Piper.

Phoebe looked up in surprise, "What are you talking about?" she asked.

"I'm talking about how the Banshee zeroed in on you even though I was the one blowing up things." replied Piper pointedly.

"So?" questioned Phoebe.

"So, the Banshee seeks out people who are in great pain." explained Piper, "And apparently it thinks you are."

"Piper, that's ridiculous." Phoebe laughed.

"Phoebe. You are not the first Halliwell to fall in love with a demon and get burned. I know how much that hurts which means I know how much you hurt. But I think you're in denial."

Phoebe's P.O.V

Maybe Piper was right; maybe I was in denial. But to admit that I was hurting over Cole would mean admitting that I still loved him; and I couldn't bring myself to do that. I tried to tell myself I was okay about it but it wouldn't work for ever. I knew that I would have to face my emotions.

Phoebe walked hesitantly into the attic and over to the Book of Shadows. She slowly flipped through the pages until she was looking at the page about Belthazor. Phoebe reached out to touch the picture of Belthazor before picking the book up. Collapsing on a chair, Phoebe hugged the book and began to cry.

Phoebe's P.O.V

Seeing the page in the Book about Cole brought everything to the surface. Piper was right; I was hurting and I had been in denial. I loved Cole so much and now he was gone

'I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase'

Eventually, when she had let out all of her pain, Phoebe stopped crying. "Why, Cole?" she whispered heartbrokenly.

Phoebe's P.O.V

Why had he done this to me? How could he have betrayed me? We could have had so much together but now all that we had been through was for nothing. How could he have done this?

All lyrics by Evanescence.