Kiss of the Phoenix
Chapter 4: Trouble.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If I said I owned them, I lied.
Author's Note: I know, I know, it's been forever! Been dealing with some writer's block, but, here we go!
She knew he'd be angry. When the minions shimmered back to the fortress with Bianca in their grasp, she knew he'd be furious. They shimmered into the main hall, where he was waiting. "Give me the book." Wyatt demanded. She threw it at him. She went to shimmer out, but he waved his hand and said, "No, stay." She couldn't shimmer out. "Now, do you mind telling me what in hell you were doing with my book?"
One of the guards let go of her, after the other had a secure lock on her, of course, and went to him. He quietly told him what had happened, and suddenly Wyatt's eye's shot to Bianca, filled with nothing but rage.
"She what?" He shouted, walked closer to her. "You helped him escape?"
"Something like that." She told him, looking away. He waved the guard away and ruffly put his hands on her face and forced her to look at him. "I can't believe you helped the Whitelighter!'
"He's not just the Whitelighter. He's your brother." He let go of her and pushed her back. The guards took hold of her again. "No. He was never my brother. Only a piece of nothing that was always in my shadow; in my way."
"In your way? All Chris ever tried to do was help you. And you pushed him away, made his life a living hell! What turned you into such a heartless bastard?" She asked. He smiled a wicked smile.
"Well, it started after I married you, didn't it?" She didn't say anything, only looked away with hurt in her eye's. Exactly what Wyatt had been looking for. "Why don't we throw her away for a while? Make her understand the severity of her actions." She snapped her head back to him, wondering how he could do something so cruel to his wife, the one he was supposed to love forever.
But, she supposed, didn't she promise to love him forever, too?
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"Oh my god, what is that?" Phoebe asked, looking at the wound on Chris' chest. When Leo tried to heal him, nothing happened.
"That must be the parting gift of the demon." Piper inferred.
"Whom is a Phoenix," Paige said, coming down the stairs with the book. She put it on the coffee table so that everyone else could see it. "You said she had a weird mark on her wrist?" Piper nodded. "Did it look anything like that?" She nodded again.
"Oh, she can take people's powers," Phoebe said. "My goodness."
"That must be what she did to chris." Leo said.
"But, didn't succeed. I mean, he can still orb," Piper thought out loud. When Phoebe looked at him, she notice that he was holding onto something. Something that seemed important some how. "Look," she said, kneeling next to him and opening his hand. When she held the ring up, it became apparent to her.
"He loves her."
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Bianca sat in the cold, dark cave, starring into space. The stone floor was cold, the wall rough against her skin. Her cloths were tattered from her little go around with the demons. She could still taste the blood in her mouth from her split lip, and she could feel the bruise forming on her cheek.
This is what Wyatt did with his traders. He let the demons do what they wanted, without killing, or course, then they were "thrown away" for a while. Into the man-made caves under the house. She leaned back against the wall, holding her sprained wrist.
And then the door opened.
A small ray of light shown on her bruised face as she saw Wyatt step in and slowly walk towards her. He knelt down in front of her. "How are you, my love."
She spite the remaining blood in her mouth onto his face. He closed his eyes, holding back his rage, then wiped it off with his hand, and onto her ripped shirt.
"Now, I know you're not very happy with me, but that doesn't mean you should be rude." She didn't say anything, but looked at him with such Malice, it could have killed him on the spot. "I just had to teach you a lesson." She opened her mouth to say something, but he silenced her. "Now, I am very mad, but I have a deal for you to consider."
"And what's that?" She asked.
"If you bring him back to me, powerless, you're free to go."
"If I bring him back powerless, it just makes it easier to kill him." She said.
"I won't kill him, I just want him here, as opposed to back there trying to turn me good,"He said with utter disgust. She looked at him, horrified.
"What, like I didn't know the second he went back?"
"And if I bring him back, you promise not to hurt him?" She asked, actually considering it.
"I promise not to hurt him."
"And then I'm free to go?"
"Free as a bird." He said, laughing at his joke. She didn't find it funny.
"You promise?" She asked, needing to be sure.
"I promise. When have I ever broken a promise I've made to you?"
"How 'bout when you promised me we'd always be happy?"
