Here we are again. I don't own anything here.
Alyssa and Celice looked from the poor blonde back to Chris waiting for his next response. "So, what brings you to my humble abode?" Chris said trying to lighten the mood a little. Celice looked to Alyssa with slight desperation but she was holding firm to her opinion that this was completely unnecessary. Chris saw this exchange of stares and began to get a bit uneasy about the lack of conversation. "You two wanna start with names? I'm thinking if you need my help I should know what to call you." Celice gave up her silent begging with Alyssa and decided to get to the point without too much small talk in the middle that might end in an attack on her for being the demon just invited in. "I'm Celice and this is Alyssa. We did a little research and found that the only way to fix our problem was to come to you for help. No one else will do. We are being attacked constantly by these creatures that are hell bent on killing us." Chris tried to register this but something wasn't right. Since when do innocents actually come by ringing the doorbell and asking for help? "What exactly do you mean by creatures? Are we talking murderous chipmunk here or what?" "no, these things are human size and often bigger. Some have giant claws and teeth while others look like people but can make these fire balls and move things without touching them. This has been going on for almost a year and we can't shake it. We heard you could be of assistance." "well, if you are being attacked constantly that means someone has a vendetta." Alyssa and Celice couldn't suppress the unmistakable look of 'duh' at this and Alyssa decided that the plan to make them think they were both innocent mortals was failing miserably.
Just as she was going to get into a bit more detail spike had come back into the living room unheard and unnoticed. He had been listening and sharing the same thoughts as his friend 'something about this isn't right'. He hadn't noticed the hall table and tripped rather noisily onto the floor just in the doorway to the living room. The plan of playing mortal was defiantly out of the question now because just as the racket ensued the startled Celice and Alyssa had jumped into the battle position. Both men gazed as Alyssa was floating in midair with an energy ball ready to be thrown and Celice conjured a rather long atheme waiting to put it through something's heart. "So, you two wanna really explain why you're here of would you rather take spike apart first?" said Chris glancing between the two and then his rather frightened looking friend. The thought of these two chicks coming at him did not look promising. Both girls realized what had happened and began to settle back into their seats. Celice's atheme disappeared into a small wisp of smoke and Alyssa had her feet back on the ground, her hands by her sides. Celice spoke first seeing that Alyssa was still a little shaken by Spike scaring them both out of their minds. After all, she is the one all of the demons were sent after in the first place.
"Look, I'm sorry if this is too weird for you but we really do need your help." "You wanna explain why you're both so jumpy or just get to the fighting part?" Alyssa finally understood why Celice had decided to come here. Things were getting out of control. The smallest thing had set them both off and she was loosing control. If she hadn't gone down there she wouldn't be in this and here friend wouldn't be forced to risk her own life to protect her. "I screwed up. This is my fault and I know it. Celice is only trying to protect me from my own stupidity. I thought it would work but it backfired," her voice was beginning to shake with the emotion welling up to the surface, "if I had listened to Celice in the first place we wouldn't be in this. She told me not to. She said wait but I couldn't do it. I had to help. All I did was fuck us both over and…" she began sobbing quietly and Chris looked to Spike for something to say. Spike tried but no words could form.
Celice saved them the trouble of asking what Alyssa had done that was so wrong. "Alyssa, you are not to blame here. I told you that. You did help. Granted we're now being hunted down but that's not your fault. I'm helping you because I choose to. If I blamed you I would have let them have you when this all started. Hello, I'm a demon, it's what I do." Chris got a firmer stance at this revelation but Spike looked at the small blonde with a lot more interest. "Whoa, wait just a minute, you're a demon and you're a witch. Why exactly are the two of you 'best friends'?" "Shut up Chris. I think they need to tell what exactly they, or she, did to piss off the entire underworld." Chris glared at Spike then complied. He couldn't help but get jumpy around demons. After all, he was the child of a charmed one.
Alyssa had gotten control of herself and began to explain, "Celice and I are like the two of you, fighting the good fight and all, only with a little bit less on the saving all of innocents. Celice got a lead on a big demon rounding up troops to try and knock Wyatt off of his pedestal. She went into the hideout to try and get up more on the plan. She told me to sit back since they had a demon in there that could smell a witch within a 100ft. radius of him. Both of us knew that if she was in there for a second longer than we agreed I'd come in to get her out. Thing is, we agreed to give about three hours and after one I got restless. Everything went perfect on her part. No one suspected that a siren would be a spy. She found out that the leader was working for the source and this was a plan that no one could ever know about. At the two hour mark I decided that we should end this and just kill the leader and be done with it. Thing is, I didn't know who the leader was. I ran in with the plan to kill him and get out. Then it would all be over with but when I did there were hundreds of demons standing in one room. A direct contact to the source had come in to lay out the way they would carry out their plan. I thought he was the leader we were after. Celice had already convinced him to follow here into a 'private' room where she was in the process of killing him. I took out the contact and if it weren't for Celice's perfect timing I would have been killed. We got out barely alive with more than one scar for a friendly reminder. Well, at least she did. My whitelighter could only heal me so basically, she almost died and I left without a scratch. We went into hiding until she could fight again. I told my whitelighter the deal and he stayed away but not before telling us that we should find the charmed ones if we needed help. Then he was killed by Wyatt. Things died down during the battle and for a few months after. That's when they started coming. There's no stopping them. We have to find a way to get them off our tails. Somehow make them think that we're no longer important."