Chapter Thirty-one:
Danielle had made her way up the porch steps to the door of the Halliwell Manor. She stood before it, as if she was frozen in time, not sure what she was going to do next. She slowly raised her finger to the doorbell and then drew it away. She had already decided that she was going in, she just wasn't sure whether she was going to knock or simply teleport in.
After standing out there for quite a while she retreated behind one of the bushes in the front yard as a pair of demons who were apparently patrolling the property had made their rounds to the front of the house. "I'm going inside now." The first demon said. "Finish the patrol and meet me in the foyer." The other demon merely nodded as the first shimmered out and into the house. Danielle was irked at how demons merely reveled in their power, shimmering into the manor rather than just walking through the door. She shook her head perhaps out of disbelief or frustration.
She made her decision then that she would simply teleport into the manor, as the demon had just did. When she appeared in the front hall of the house that same demon stared her down. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" He immediately asked that. "Who I am is none of your business. I have come to see Wyatt Halliwell." She looked the demon straight in the eye as she spoke. "Well as far as I know the source in not expecting any visitors. Nor is he accepting them." "Well too bad because I am here now. Please step out of my way"
The demon did not move. Instead he ignited a fireball in his hand, although he did not make any move to throw it at that moment. "Tell me who you are and what you want with Lord Wyatt, and perhaps then I will find out if he will see you." Danielle smirked. "Is that what he is calling himself now huh. Lord Wyatt?" The demon did not answer her. She made a move to walk around him but he stepped up and released the fireball, which she narrowly managed to avoid by ducking. Answering his attack she gave the demon a roundhouse kick to the face. He recoiled away, but recovered quickly.
The second demon who had been patrolling outside then entered and grabbed the young witch from behind. The first demon released another fireball towards Danielle who was still in the clutches of the other demon. Somehow she managed to tear herself from his grasp and push him in front of her. He took the hit and exploded in a fiery vanquish. As another fireball again headed her way she teleported out of its path and then back in behind the first demon. Sensing her behind him he turned in time to see her stab him in the heart with an athame she happened to have on her.
After her second fiery vanquish of the night she brushed herself off and turned around to see Wyatt staring her down. "Not too bad." He said in a cold steely voice. His words were followed by an intense exchange of looks. Wyatt looked her up and down with a greedy, almost sick smile on his face. She glared back at him with a look that shot daggers. "You look familiar." Wyatt stated his voice very monotone yet assertive. "You are one of the witches working with my brother aren't you?" He asked
She didn't answer. She merely continued to glare his way a while longer before snatching a potion out of her pocket and throwing it in his direction. Reacting instantly without any surprise the source merely waved his hand and the potion landed harmlessly in the living room. "I'll take that as a yes." Wyatt said sternly. "Why else would you be here to kill me. Funny though I wouldn't have expected my brother to send one of his subordinates to do his job for him." "You evil bastard." Those words were her only response.
"Sticks and stones." Wyatt answered nonchalantly, taking a step closer to where Danielle stood, looking her straight in the eye. "Ahh... my brother didn't send you. You have your own personal beef with me huh. So what is it that I did to poor little old you?" He flashed an evil smile. "You know damn well all you have done you heartless murderer?" Wyatt nodded, "Oh killed someone you cared about did I. Who would that be, I can't keep tracked of everything I do you know?" Danielle merely shook her head, her eyes still clearly filled with rage.
"Wait, wait, I remember you now. You're the damn witch who saved the senator back at P3, and later were pathetically crying over Harley. That's it huh? Was Harley your boyfriend. How sad. You know though, with that body you could have done much, much better than that self righteous asshole." Danielle's eyes were filling with tears but the emotion on her face was not one of sadness it was one of fury. "Shut the hell up. You have no right to speak about him. He was a great man, not an empty pathetic shell of hate like you." "I'm so hurt." He answered sarcastically.
"You are going to pay for what you did." she seethed. Wyatt merely laughed at her words. "I'm going to pay really. The way I see it is I did the world a favor getting rid of such a pathetic creature. It is his own fault anyway, he was a stupid fool to get in my way and he got what he deserved." Danielle was now an emotional wreck. "You bastard" she screamed as she charged at Wyatt, pushing him back and then repeatedly hitting him in the chest. "You killed him, you killed him, you have to pay." She screamed through her tears. Wyatt did not fight back as her wild slaps were not causing any real damage. It actually amused him, that's how twisted he was.
As Danielle continued to wildly hit Wyatt, blue orbs appeared in the foyer as Chris and Prue materialized. "Thank goodness the scrying was right." Prue told Chris as they appeared. Wyatt and Danielle did not notice their arrival at first, as they were involved in their altercation. Wyatt finally getting annoyed at Danielle's hitting, swung at his hand, throwing Danielle across the room as if he was swatting a fly. After doing so he looked up to see his brother and cousin.
"Chris, Prue to what do I owe the pleasure?" he asked sarcastically. Not answering Prue went over to check on Danielle who was shaken up after her head had met the wall. "We are just here to get our friend Wyatt. That is all we want." Chris said. He did not want another fight with his brother right now. They just needed to get Danielle out of harms way and back to the gym. "Well what you want does not matter Christopher. In case you missed it, I rule the world. Everyone answers to me, including you. Until you come to your senses and decide to share in my power that is."
"It will never happen." Chris answered. "Well then I guess I will have to keep eliminating everyone you care about until it does happen. They will all die. Just like Harley did." He added after a slight pause, looking at Danielle when he made the reference to Brian.
Having recovered from the earlier blow, Danielle got back to her feet and started charging again at Wyatt, but Chris stepped between them. "Don't" he told her. "Chris I have to. He killed Brian he has to pay, now let me go." She struggled to get out of his grasp, but he held her tight. He could not let her continue the fight with Wyatt, because if she did it would end only one way, with her death. Chris did not want to lose anyone else at his brothers hand.
Although she kept fighting, Danielle's attempts got weaker and weaker, as she got hysterical. Eventually she just collapsed into Chris arms unable to hold back the tears. She had cried a lot since Brian's death, but this was the first time since she actually saw him draw his last breath that she actually let all her emotions out. Let herself truly feel the loss, and accept that Brian was gone forever. Prue came over to help Chris comfort her friend.
"Pathetic." Wyatt declared. Chris shot him a look that could kill. Wyatt continued not bothered in the least. "And you say that love makes good stronger. What a joke, all love does is make you weak, vulnerable. Look at her it is pitiful." "Go to hell Wyatt." Chris screamed before grabbing onto Prue and a still sobbing Danielle and orbing the three of them out.
Wyatt did not even make an attempt to stop them, instead he spoke aloud to himself. "Sorry brother, but I am not going anywhere. In fact now I know just how I am going to get to you and your friends. You won't even know what hit you." Then he just laughed to himself.