Okay, I will admit that this story hasn't had enough action in it. I've been trying to show how everyone is and what has happened in the last month so I am sorry if it has been a bit repetitious. However, this is the beginning of all the drama. So here you go....
By the way, I'm completely cool with constructive critism when it is constructive...Not when some dumbass that can't write proper english worth a damn says my story is "whack". Please... Yeah, I just can't help being slightly annoyed by this person but then I have to laugh my ass off when they said "whack" and also when their name is WOUTWAX...
Wow.. Anyways, sorry WOUTWAX if you don't like my story. Perhaps you never read the first one so don't understand what's going on in this one. I don't know. Your opinion counts, but only when it is a mature one. Oh, check out one of the articles by K'ARTHUR. He does reviews on stories and he tells you what to say or not to say in the review. I believe by his standards you got a negative 100 score on yours. Besides, why would you read every chapter and then review. Why not just saw you don't like it in the beginning instead of wasting your time reading a story you don't even enjoy or understand?
Oh well. Venting over.. On with the show.
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The last few chords of "Not An Addict" flew through the air as Norxous entered P3.
Here was a wasteland of life. A human wasteland. Here was the "in" place where humans decided they could get liquored up and enjoy music. This was their small vacation away from home. He looked around the crowded night club in disgust.
Humans, who needed them? They wreaked of humanity and morals that no one in the Underworld let alone most of the natural world even cared to use anymore to guide them through their lives. Here it was disgusting. They were drunk and disordered and easy to prey upon.
He liked a good chase when it came to humans. He liked to screw around with their minds, give them their greatest desires brought to life, and then he liked to pick them slowly off the face of existence. He didn't like the sleazy ones who were easy to hunt. He liked a challenge.
Oh, it had only been two days since he had last done it but now he wished he could. Of course that was why he was there. He had a little picking off the face of reality to do with one specific demon.
His ex go to minion, Conrad, had double-crossed him. Norxous had hired him to help him get to the Charmed Ones. There was news that a new player was in town with them and he really wanted to know who. He knew that Conrad could shape shift and so he had hired him to shape shift into one of the members of the family or one of the lovers. Whoever he didn't care. All he had wanted was to know who that player was. It seemed everyone in town wanted this newbie to the Charmed Ones and he wanted to know why.
Hell, he wanted to know who.
It seemed that the longer the Charmed Ones stayed alive the longer the demonic spies that had been set up to watch over them seemed to disappear. Some were of course vanquished but others.. They decided for some reason that they were going to maintain their distance. That barely ever happened. So, the only reason Norxous had figured out was that the new ally of the Charmed Ones made them indestructible and everyone was heading for the high hills because of it.
Of course, Norxous didn't care about danger. He risked his life every time he played with an innocent just so he could experience the thrill. What he had up his sleeve now was to convert their new ally to his side. Perhaps then good and evil would be equal again instead of this unsteady balance that always seemed to favor the Charmed Ones. Then, he could get a nights rest.
So, Norxous stood beside the alcove of the club. It was the reserved spot for the Charmed family. Right now none of them were there except for the half breed. Norxous hissed and flew back into the shadows at the sight of the twice blessed half breed.
There he was. He was just sitting there enjoying his little time at his mommy's cool night club watching the singer perform her little song as if he were in love with her. As if she would be able to keep him satisfied. Only power would keep someone so blessed satisfied.
There had been rumors about a triangle romance between the two brothers. Maybe, this girl was the one he was looking for. Maybe, he thought as he looked from Wyatt's eyes to the direction they rested on.
She was pretty, petite, and blond. The all American Barbie. He looked over her letting in her essence to see if this was the one that could create a beautiful world filled with chaos and wanton neglect of good.
It didn't take long to receive his answer. It wasn't her. He frowned at the being on the stage annoyed. She was just another dumb human leftover. He moved into the shadows of the alcove more as he watched the half breed watch her.
Power was attracted to power. If the rumors were true about the triangle romance then maybe just maybe he could use that against the two brothers. Then, the prodigies of the future would separate and maybe then if they still both wanted the one who would ensue chaos on the world then they would join her.
Of course the real Charmed Ones, the sisters, they might make a problem. Nothing that he couldn't handle though.
Nothing he couldn't handle once he had his powers back.
Which was the main reason that he was here.
Conrad had taken something very important from him and now he was here to get it back. Conrad had taken his powers, and without them he was as helpless as a newborn baby. Norxous wouldn't let him get away with it. He had had revenge before and he would serve it cold on the demon who had double crossed him.
He nodded over to his little minions. To mere humans they looked like any normal set of twins with red hair and blue crystalline eyes. Underneath their façade they were his hunting dogs.
He had brought them out on the town for a little night of fun and anarchy to ensue. Their names were Rake, and Raja and here was the perfect place to set them loose. With all the little back stories playing around the Charmed Ones they wouldn't even notice a few guys escorting their drunken friend outside into the alley.
Conrad may have come here thinking that since it was so packed, so loud, and filled with so many smells that his hunting dogs wouldn't find him. Of course, what he didn't know would hurt him. Tonight was going to be a crazy night on the town.
Norxous smiled as his hunting dogs descended into the crowd. His little minions. They were dumber then rocks and worked for their food alone so he would never have to think about them trying to double cross him. For being his hunting dogs they had extreme strength, were very well trained in the arts of concealing who they were, and also they both had the special skill of being able to stun anyone or anything that got in their way.
Conrad didn't even have a prayer.
Conrad had better be nice to his little puppies or else he would be brutally maimed. Norxous had tried hard to train his little pets, but sometimes they would break habit especially if Conrad did something to make one of them angry.
In the past, he'd only received toes, fingers, or elbows when he'd requested an audience with a betrayer. Now, he had rid them of that pesky habit of only bringing the leftovers home. Now, they were house broken except for once in a blue moon since sometimes his hunting dogs brought his betrayers back not all in one piece, but at least they were alive. It didn't matter if they were bleeding to death or not because at least now they were alive.
This time Norxous hoped that his pets got the chance to have a little fun with him. He wanted to know that they had tortured him, and then he would add on his own form of torture by showing Conrad exactly what it means to watch the people you love die helplessly because of you.
Then, maybe he would feel a little bit better about being powerless for the hour it took to find and get Conrad back.
Of course, maybe not.
Maybe he would slowly let Conrad heal then he would just repeat the process of torture all over again. Maybe he would make it a game for his faithful puppies and he'd let them chase Conrad down and kill him off. We'll, see where my mood takes me Norxous thought with a crooked grin spreading over his face.
He watched his dogs follow Conrad's scent as he glared into the darkly lit club. A few people bumped past him and for a moment he felt like releasing their worst nightmares on them.
He would give them the chance to have whatever their dear little corrupted human hearts wished for. Oh they would be happy.. Until their heartfelt wishes destroyed them. Oh, how he missed his powers.
Oh, how he wouldn't mind using them on the Charmed Ones right now. Just to get the evil community back into business, but now his asshole minion had to go about behind his back and betray him.
Even as he thought of how fun it would be to hurt the Charmed Ones when they least expected it he saw the oldest one. Piper Halliwell was just standing there in front of the bar all alone and so close he could just take a few steps and touch her. She was very pregnant and very worried over something.
Oh, how nice it would be to see her die. How nice it would be to see her wonderful magic filled wannabe ordinary life become filled with complete madness. Before, of course, she died of her own heartfelt natural causes.
He wished for the fight with every ounce of evil in his body. With his powers it would be a fair fight. Even if he died during it just to be able to know he had destroyed the leading Charmed One would be enough for him.
His first kill had been a powerful witch. Jenna, her name had been. She had been like the eldest Halliwell. She had tried to blend in as well as be ordinary in the world along with killing demons on the side. In the end, her heartfelt wish to be normal destroyed her just as it would Piper Halliwell's if he ever had the chance to get his powers back and spread a little love into the world.
Oh, it would be divine to see the end of her life.
He couldn't wait.
With the end of her life the Charmed Ones powers would falter. They would no longer be so strong in the face of evil. They could be taken one by one until they were all dead. Even the half breed enjoying the show right now would be dead without any hope in the world let alone anyone left to save him from the evil that would take his life.
Either that or he would become evil.
Everything was fair in the world of good and evil. Love didn't exist in that parallel either.
He leered at the eldest Halliwell as he stood in the alcove's shadows. She must have felt someone's eyes on her because she turned in his direction. Her doe brown eyes searched the shadows and found his. Then, she seemed to realize who if not what he was and what he had in mind.
Before she could do anything about it her middle sister, Phoebe, came rushing up to her and popped into the picture while crating a diversion from him.
Norxous turned away from the siblings reunion and turned back into his own business for the time being. Another time perhaps, he promised silently. He turned his eyes towards the crowd to find his hunting dogs searching it. It didn't take long for him to spot them slithering through the crowd in hot pursuit of Conrad.
Soon he'd have his revenge, soon he'd have his powers back, and soon he would pay a nasty game with the oldest Charmed One.
Once, she fell so would the rest of the family.
"Checkmate," he whispered to the living shadows around him with his black eyes glowing.
His dogs had picked up Conrad's rat smell and now they were after him. Norxous watched as his betrayer walked through the crowd quickly trying to get away from Norxous's dogs. He had seen them and now he was trying to get away, but it wouldn't be that easy. Not in this crowd on this night.
