Chapter Thirty-two:
Wyatt Halliwell was thrilled with himself. Not only was he the most powerful magical being on earth, but he was now the most influential man in the world with his new status as ruler of the United States of America. More importantly though he now had a fool-proof plan to bring down his brother's petty resistance. "Like I have always said Christopher, emotions make you weak." He said aloud to himself, mocking his little brother who was not even there to hear him. "And it is those very emotions that make your precious resistance vulnerable." He then opened his hand and looked greedily down at a lock of hair he had managed to strip from Danielle earlier that night. One that would come in handy for the spell he had in mind.
Back at the old abandoned gymnasium it was the following morning. Almost everyone was still sleeping. Danielle who had had a restless night, was thrashing about in her sleep when, suddenly her eyes shot open. A look of disbelief, confusion, and shock filled her face as she stared intently at the wall to her left. There she saw someone she thought she would never see again. There looking back at her was Brian. "Your not real" she whispered aloud before closing her eyes, but when she reopened them, he was still there. "Help me…" He begged her, his voice in torment. "You need to help me."
He then walked out the exit of the gym into the hallway. Danielle followed suit. Her rational self thinking that this could not be real, that she must be seeing things, but another part of her longed for Brian to be there, and knew that she needed to help him. When she walked out into what would be the hallway, instead she found her self back at P3 witnessing what had gone down after she had teleported out with Senator Hall. She saw Bridget, fighting Wyatt then being thrown aside, Brian getting to his feet and again trying to use his powers against the twice-blessed source. Brian getting hit with an energy ball, and then Wyatt thrusting a table across the room hitting, Brian.
"No" she screamed, trying to move and stop what was going on but it was useless. This had already happened. She collapsed to her knees wailing, unable to cope with what she had seen. Then Brian appeared before her once more, again claiming he needed her help, and then as quickly as he came, again he was gone.
Meanwhile, Chris was up early as usual, never really taking time to take a real night's sleep. Bianca, still lying down rubbed the last remnants of sleep from her eyes and got up to join Chris who was making some kind of potion.
"Why don't you try and get some more sleep?" She asked him. "It is barely 6 am and we had a long day yesterday." Chris shook his head. "No time for sleep. We need to restock our potions after yesterdays battle." Although Bianca wished that Chris would take better care of himself she did not press the issue, deciding instead to help him with the potions. "So how did it go at the manor last night?" She asked him. By the time, he and Prue had gotten back the night before it was really late, and he did not get a real chance to talk to Bianca. "Well you know seeing Wyatt is always a pleasure." Chris said sarcastically trying to make light of the situation. Then his face turned more serious.
"I don't know I am worried. When Prue and I went over to the manor to get Danielle, Wyatt didn't even try to stop us. At least not really. He pretty much just let us go and well that bothers me. He must have something up his sleeve." Bianca nodded in agreement. "I wouldn't put anything past him." she answered, the concern evident in her voice.
Just then their conversation was cut short as they heard Danielle's cries coming from the hallway. Quickly responding, Chris and Bianca rushed to the doors at the other side of the gym. When they made it out into the hallway they found Danielle on the floor crying to herself and yelling for Brian, begging him to come back, to tell her how to help him. Chris approached her from behind and tapped her on the shoulder.
When the young witch turned around however it was not Chris that she saw, but rather it was Wyatt. "Damn you." She screamed. "You killed him." She lunged at him and pinned him against the wall. "I am going to make you suffer for everything you have done." She seethed.
In reality it was not Wyatt she had pinned against the wall, but rather Chris, who refused to fight back in any way. Bianca stood there shocked not knowing exactly how to handle the situation. Danielle then began pounding her fists into Chris' chest. "I am going to kill you Wyatt Halliwell if it is the last thing I do damn it." She shrieked. A look of understanding spread across Chris' face as he realized what was going on. "She thinks I am Wyatt." He said aloud, as much for his benefit as Bianca's. He then turned and grabbed Danielle by the hands forcing her to look at him. She struggled still seeing Wyatt's face before her.
"Dani, it is me Chris, Wyatt isn't here. We are at the gym where it is safe, remember." She shook her head violently as if confused, but she did stop struggling. She closed her eyes briefly and when she opened them it was Chris she saw standing before her. "Oh my God, Chris…I'm sorry." She didn't know what to say, in fact She was beginning to think she had lost her mind. "I thought, I mean… I dunno" She stammered. "I could have sworn I saw Brian and then I came out here, but it wasn't here but P3 and I saw what went down there when I had left, and then Brian was back… he needs my help." Her babbling paused for a second. "And Wyatt… he was here, he must have been." She finished clearly confused.
Chris shook his head not knowing what to say. Bianca decided she would try and explain. "Wyatt wasn't here. We heard you crying and came out here to check on you when you lunged at Chris, attacking him and calling him by his brother's name. No one else was out here. Not Wyatt… and not Brian." Danielle shook her head, as a way to display her confusion. "But…" she stammered. "Gosh, I must be losing my mind" she said, clearly disturbed. Chris could see that she was distressed. "Your not losing your mind" he told her. "You are grieving, and what's more is you may have just been dreaming, or something, I mean you were still sleeping just awhile ago when I woke up." Bianca nodded agreeing that it was possible. "Right, yeah." Danielle said trying to convince herself. "It must have just been a dream."
Back at the manor Wyatt was having another conference with Granchus. "Why are you no longer seeking out your brother and the other witches, my lord. They need to be taken care of." Granchus demanded, not afraid to voice his opinion. "Oh don't worry, they will be taken care of soon enough." Wyatt answered calmly. "But how my lord, I don't understand." Granchus answered impatiently.
"Very well I will explain then. I have cast a spell on one of my brother's witch friends. She is already grieving and well, this spell will help push her over the edge. She will end up confronting me and I have an obedience spell all ready for when she does. A spell that will make her do and tell me anything I ask." Wyatt laughed devilishly, and Granchus now understanding laughed as well, knowing that it was only a matter of time before the witches were found, and killed.