Thanks to Ayana Starman, sn0zb0z and Curt Kenobi for the reviews. I hope you enjoy this story and aren't disappointed in me or my oc, or the way I write Wyatt and Chris. Sorry it took so long, though. I couldn't get the first chapter to flow right. It took curt askin to see what I had to really get me to work on it. And to top it off, school has been insane. I've had homework in algebra 2 every day this week, and the teacher doesn't even explain it right. Plus I have an oral presentation on current events and a family tree that has to go back as far as I can get it due in u.s. history. Plus French work that I hardly understand. So, I'm a little frazzled. Hope it didn't come out that way. Enjoy! And remember, I have no preference for reviews, but they do make me update faster. By the way, this chapter is shorter than I planned, but not all of them will be this way. It's just meant to get the ball rolling on this story.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"I just know there's no escape

now once it sets its eyes on you

but I won't run

have to stare it in the eyes."

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

He was pacing like a caged lion, staring the five humans on their knees down. They had defied him, and that was worthy of death as far as he was concerned. His fist tightened around the hilt of Excalibur as he stopped in front of one of them.

"Any last words, rebels?" he asked, voice cold and cruel. No one spoke.

"I've got something to say," a feminine voice said from behind him. He recognized it immediately and a small smirk lit his face. As he turned around, he found himself face to face with Shea, Chris standing next to her with his arms crossed, glaring at his brother.

"What would that be, witch?" his voice was low, like a wolf, growling at an enemy in his territory.

"That you can't kill those innocents, demon," she stated, tone matching his. He snorted.

"Oh, and you're going to stop me, are you?" he sounded like he didn't believe she could, even if she tried. Her face darkened.

"If I have to," she said, voice quiet and confident, though it even sounded to her like she didn't want to fight him. He smiled, but it wasn't a pleasant smile, the one she had grown up with. That was when she turned to Chris and nodded. He waved a hand and the humans on the ground dissolved into orbs. At the same time as Shea threw a telekinetic blast at Wyatt. But he had seen it coming and deflected it with Excalibur, sending it back at Shea and Chris and knocking them both over.

"You really don't wanna try that again," he threatened as the two pulled themselves to their feet and looked at him. Shea smirked and sent another blast, this time holding her hand up and keeping it up, so that it was continually bouncing back between her and Excalibur. Finally, Chris stepped up beside her and added his power to hers. With the both of them pushing, Wyatt finally fell under their powers. Chris wasted no time in grabbing Shea's arm and orbing from the area to where he'd sent the humans. They all stared at the two as they orbed in, having not been tied up, due to Wyatt using his powers to hold them where they'd kneeled.

"Who are you two? And what are you, since you're obviously magical and not on Wyatt's side?" one of the men asked, stepping forward.

"Chris. I'm a witch-lighter. Before you ask, that means I'm half witch, half white lighter. Wyatt's my older brother, but the difference is, I believe in the greater good. Wy believes in power," Chris answered, voice calm and quiet, as he really didn't care what they thought so long as they were alive. Shea spoke before any of the humans could.

"Shea O'Connor. I'm a shape-shifter -- I can become a wolf -- and I'm a witch. That's all you really need to know," she said. As she finished speaking she laid her hand on Chris' arm, obviously wanting him to orb them out of there as soon as possible.

"Wait. Don't leave, yet. We need your help. None of the witches and white-lighters here are as strong as you two. And I don't think Wyatt would kill you. So, will you help us?" the same man who'd spoken before asked. Shea looked skeptically at Chris.

"I don't know..." she began, but Chris shook his head at her, his eyes conveying a meaningful message. We have to help them, they're innocents, they seemed to say.

"We'll help in any way we can. Just call my name if you need us," and with that he orbed them out.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Stand my ground, I won't give in

no more denying, I've got to face it

won't close my eyes and hide the truth inside

if I don't make it, someone else will

stand my ground."

Stand My Ground by : Within Temptation