Chapter Nineteen:
Leo, Bridget, Brian and Prue arrived back at P3 with a very confused Senator Hall, who backed away from the four of them. "What is going on? You all are witches aren't you? Stay away from me." Like all other mortals of the world he had the impression that witches were evil, and he realized that Wyatt may be the only one able to take them down. He just didn't want America's government taken over, no matter how good Wyatt Haliwell's intentions were, or so he thought anyway. None of them were sure how to answer the Senators questions, but Prue finally spoke up.
"Excuse me, but we just saved your ass, you should be showing some gratitude not making accusations." Prue may have been a good witch, but reactions like this annoyed her. The senator looked rather shocked at her outburst, after all he a well respected politician and he had just been told off by a fifteen year old girl. It took awhile for him to respond. "Fine maybe you did save my life, and I thank you for that, but I think I deserve to know what is going on." Leo nodded and then began to inform the man of the situation.
"First you need to know that we are not evil, but we do have magical powers. These three are good witches, and I am well, their guide." The senator seemed to have lowered his defenses a little but he still seemed rather skeptical. "Good witches…is there even a such thing?" Prue answered quickly still sounding a little offended. "Yes there is and we are." The man just nodded. "Wasn't it a witch who tried to kill me to begin with though?" Brian was the first to answer the man's question. "Either an evil witch, or a demon." The man looked startled at the mention of demons.
"Demon?" The man asked. "Yep." was all Brian said. Leo then started to give the man more information. "Anyway we also know that it was Wyatt Haliwell who sent her after you." Leo hesitated when telling the senator, because it pained him to think how his eldest son had become a killer. "What?" The senator was in disbelief. "Look I may not want the man to take control of our government, but he is a hero, he saved many lives when memorial was attacked." The four of them were not all that surprised by the man's reaction, after all Wyatt had fooled just about everyone. Bridget then spoke up for the first time. "An attack that Wyatt himself set in motion, just so he could come out looking like a savior." The man simply shook his head.
"That doesn't make sense." He said. "It does to Wyatt." Prue answered. "See all Wyatt wants is power, and looking like a saint will help him get it, but believe me his true colors will show themselves to the world soon. I should know." The man looked at her inquisitively. "How should you know?" She paused for a second before answering. "Because he's…my cousin." The senator was not sure what to think. "Your cousin huh?"
"Yep." She paused for a minute before introducing herself. "I'm Prue Haliwell, this is my Uncle Leo, and my friends Bridget and Brian." "Okay." he said. "But why should I believe you, how do I know that you aren't guilty of what you are accusing Wyatt of. Setting up an attack so you could be seen as heroes in my eyes." Leo looked up at the man not exactly sure how to respond. "I guess you don't, you just have to trust us. Otherwise you will be an open target for Wyatt and his demons." The man was still not convinced.
"Well if you didn't set this whole thing up how did you just happen to show up at the exact moment I was attacked." Prue was the one to answer. "I have the power of premonition and I had a vision of you being killed." Senator: "So you are some kind of psychic?" "I guess you can say that." Prue answered but she could see that he still had doubts. "The entire world knows magic exists, so why is it hard for you to believe that I can see the future."
"Okay let's say that I believe you. That Wyatt is the evil one, and he is out to kill me, and take over the world.. What's your big plan to stop him?" The group was not exactly sure how to answer that question. "Um…we're still working on that." Prue offered, something the senator was not all that happy to hear.
Back in his underworld apartment, Chris was just pacing back and forth, hating his situation, when he suddenly heard some commotion coming from the outside lair. He went to go check it out and he found a none too happy Wyatt speaking with Bianca.
"I thought you said it wouldn't be a problem." Wyatt practically shouted at the Phoenix witch. "You said nothing about witches showing up. There were three of them and an elder. Even if I could have taken them, it would have left a mess and you said you wanted the job done cleanly." Bianca spat back, rather calm considering the situation. "Damn witches." Wyatt exclaimed, suspecting who it had been but wanting confirmation. "Who were they, do you know? What did they look like? What powers did they have?"
"Well," she began. "There were two teenage girls. One of them had the power to freeze, I didn't see the other girl's powers. Then there was a male witch who had the power of combustion." Wyatt nodded. "Just as I suspected… Well they have gotten in my way for the last time." he paused before continuing. "Now they are expecting you so I will have to go after them and the Senator personally." He proclaimed.
That's when Chris showed himself. "Sorry Wyatt, but I won't let you go after them. Not that you will be able to find them anyway." He maintained eye contact with his brother as he spoke. "You have no say in this Chris, and no matter how much magic they are using to hide their location I will find them eventually." Wyatt's threat angered Chris, leading him to use his telekinesis sending Wyatt flying through the air and into the cave wall. Bianca stepped back realizing the intensity of the exchange. After a moment Wyatt got to his feet having recovered from the blow.
"You are in no position to tell me what to do little brother." He said before orbing out. He did not have time to deal with Chris right now. He had a scheduled press conference, another great opportunity to address his subjects and increase his influence. He would deal with his brother's defiance later.
Bianca had her eyes fixed on Chris, impressed with how he had stood up to his brother. "That took guts." she said. "What was that all about anyway?" Chris looked at her, not sure he should tell, but somehow he felt as if he could confide in her. "The witches who stopped you. The youngest is my cousin, the other two are close friends, and the elder… is my father." She just nodded understanding why Chris had become enraged. Wyatt had threatened his family.
"Sorry." She said. "I didn't know." Chris was rather surprised. "Why are you sorry?" "Because I told Wyatt how they had interfered and now he is planning on going after them." Chris was rather skeptical. "But it's your job right. Reporting to him… just like killing is." She seemed stung by his comment. "You know that I don't like my situation." For some reason Chris felt bad for what he had said. "Sorry." He told her.
"Why?" she asked. "Your not wrong, as much as I detest it, taking lives is what I do. I was born into this life, as long as I can remember I have been trained to assassinate. And I am good at what I do, even if it makes me hate myself." Chris gave her a look of understanding, he just sensed something different about her. She wasn't pure evil like other demons. "You know just because you're good at killing doesn't mean it's your destiny. I'm not saying it would be easy but you could find a way to leave this life and start over, as long as you want it bad enough." Chris wasn't sure if his words were getting through, but he simply had a feeling that she could change.
Bianca just stared back at him, with a hint of hope in her eyes. She so wanted to trust what he was telling her, but she was afraid to get her hopes up so high. "You know, the arrival of your fellow witches isn't the only reason I failed on the job tonight. Yeah they interfered, but normally I would have been able to complete my task anyway. Something held me back." Chris looked back at her intrigued. "Well, what was it that stopped you?" Bianca hesitated before answering. "I kept hearing your voice in my head, telling me that I don't have to kill if I don't want to."
"I see." was all Chris said. His words were followed by an uncomfortable silence, which seemed to last an eternity. Bianca was the first to finally speak up. "Well…I guess I should be going. Hanging out in the underworld isn't really my thing." Chris simply nodded before she shimmered out, disappearing before him.
He didn't understand it, but for the rest of the night, as he laid in his luxurious king size bed, he could not get his mind off of her. What he didn't know was that above ground, in her small studio apartment, Bianca was having the very same problem. These two people from completely different worlds had developed a definite connection. Yet neither of them knew, just how important their union would be to the fate of the world.