A/N: Whoa! I am so sorry that it's taken so long to write another chapter for this! I have been really busy so I kinda forgot about this one, also I've been experiencing some major writers block, so forgive me if this chapter isn't as up to snuff as the others. Also, I'm thinking I'll be writing only a couple more chapters to finish this off.

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Chapter 4

Wyatt sat in his bedroom thinking long and hard. It had been almost 5 months and he hadn't been able to come up with a good enough plan to exterminate the only people that could stop him. He had tried everything! Assassins, upper level demons, lower level demons, ambushes, nothing seemed to be working. He grunted in frustration as he stood up and began to pace the floor.

His mind began to race with different ideas and plots, all which after much thinking, he knew would never work. That was, until he came up with something that seemed so absurd, yet so obvious.

Why waste his time with lower level scum when he was obviously much more powerful? Why send hundreds of useless buffoons off on such an important job? Why not just take the little brats out…personally?

He stopped his pacing and put on a sly smile. It was so perfect. They'd never expect for him to come and do the job himself. Plus, knowing Melinda she probably wouldn't have the emotional courage to take out her big brother, which would give him the open chance to kill her, leaving Chris unprotected and vulnerable.

It was too perfect.

Chris jumped back a bit when he noticed Wyatt's face staring out at him from the window. Shivers ran up his spine as he realized that definitely was not the Wyatt he used to know.

As quickly as the face had appeared in the window, it vanished. He sighed deeply and began to head back to the apartment as his mind began to race.

What in the world was he planning to do? When the time came would he really be able to kill them? If the time came, would they really be able to kill him? He shook his head and decided that it was better to focus on the now, as in how to keep Melinda and himself safe.

After a short time of walking he found himself back at the apartment. He went in and found Mel lounging on the couch reading a book.

"Hey" when he said this word, she shot up about a mile. She turned to face him and glared at him.

"Don't do that! You nearly gave me a heart attack." Mel said angrily. Her face softened when she noticed that her brother looked worried.

"Everything okay?" she asked as she sat up and signaled for him to sit next to her. He did so and sighed deeply.

"I guess so. It's just everything seems so messed up." Mel rolled her eyes at this,

"You're just realizing that?" she asked him. Chris laughed weakly. They sat together in an awkward silence for a moment.

"You know, sitting around here, moping and wondering when the next demon will attack won't do us any good" Melinda pointed out after a moment. Chris sighed, she was right of course. But he wasn't sure what he could do to get his mind off of the hell they were currently living in.

Mel studied Chris's face, knowing exactly what he was thinking.

"Come on, when was the last time we spent some quality brother/sister time together?" she asked giving him a little nudge.

"Last week when we were fighting that weird demon with the purple hair" he said with a small smile. Mel smacked him on the arm,

"That's not what I meant and you know it. I mean really, when was the last time me and you actually spent some time together when we weren't battling the forces of evil?" she gave him a moment to think, but he couldn't come up with anything.

"That's what I thought" she said before grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the door. Chris couldn't help but laugh and shake his head at his little sister.

Melinda drove them to a small restaurant on the other side of town, she had decided that lunch would be perfect. The two got settled at their table. They ordered and began to talk about things that had gotten lost in the whole ordeal, such as friends, school and work.

"Aw, isn't this sweet" a cold voice cooed tauntingly maybe 20 minutes later. At the exact same time Chris and Mel looked up to see where the voice had come from.

"Wyatt…" Mel gasped with wide eyes. There he was in all his evil glory, sitting casually at the table across from them. She hadn't seen him since he had kicked them out of the house, and every cold memory of what had happened to her and her brother came flooding back just from that sneer he was giving them.

"Miss me?" he asked standing up. Melinda turned to Chris who looked just as shocked as she did. She did the first thing that came to mind and threw up her hands. Suddenly everything was silent and time stood still. Because Wyatt was now evil, he froze as well, but his 2 siblings knew that wouldn't last long. They weren't ready for this, not here, not now. They both knew that at the very least they had to get away from all the innocents that were currently eating their food without worry. Chris locked eyes with his sister,

"Run"

Tada! Finally! Review and I promise the next chapter will be out much sooner, I already have ideas!