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Witch Way Now?

Chapter 11

(4 Days Later)

"General Kalian how did your meeting with the minotaur people go?" Nexus questioned. He was standing in his new sewer lair with his two most powerful generals and the few demons he could gather. Nexus eyes seemed to hold an endless darkness like that of outer space inside them. Since Hyraxes had been killed by Cole the grim had infested the Source of all evil instilling even more power in him.

"They agreed to your terms and have pledged their armies to your evilness," Kalian replied happily, bowing his head as he spoke the words he knew pleased his master.

"Good, good," Nexus commented. "And what of your meeting with the warlocks General Magnus?" he asked.

"They to have pledged their abilities to your evilness," Magnus said much to Nexus pleasure.

Nexus lips broke apart into a jagged and horribly evil smile. Since the grim had infested itself in him he was inspired to do something much greater then simply destroy Cole Turner. Oh Cole Turner would be destroyed and suffer his wrath but in the process why not destroy everything else as well.

Nexus had instructed his two Generals to go and meet with the leaders of the Minotaur and warlock communities and offer them a chance to align with his movement. Nexus had offered them a large piece of land to rule over when the war was over in exchange for their help in battle.

Now since they had joined him Nexus had what was left of the demon army, the dark lighters, Minotaur, and warlocks at his command ready to move in and slaughter the humans at a moments notice. Even with the legions he now commanded Nexus wouldn't rush into this battle foolishly the grim would not let him. He was carefully planning each and every step he made thoroughly thinking the consequences and possible repercussions of each action.

So far nothing could stand in his way, especially not Cole Turner. Nexus planned to defeat him with sheer numbers in the next battle because there was no way he could be defeated one on one or even ten on one. Cole did not have the power to defeat demons, warlocks, dark lighters, Minotaur, and the Source of all evil in one sitting Nexus knew this for a fact.

"We must make our movements under all radars for now," Nexus told his Generals. "Nobody should know about the full plan but us three and the commanding officers for now."

"As you wish," both Generals replied.

"We do not want the Charmed Ones or this Cole Turner to catch wind of our plan until the last possible moment," Nexus voice dripped with evil and hatred. "Then we will kill them all and send this world into darkness like it has never seen before." Nexus erupted into hysteric laughter as he continued to ponder his magnificent plan.

"My lord," Magnus began falling to one knee. "When will I have the chance to avenge my fallen soldiers?"

Nexus stopped laughing and hounded the General with his black eyes. "General you are indeed a powerful demon," Nexus remarked making Magnus smile brightly. "But Cole would kill you and Kalian in a second." He added ripping the smile from Magnus face.

The General stood to his feet. "But master-

"SILENCE!" Nexus roared cutting Magnus off before anymore words could leave his lips. As he yelled fire exploded from the ground behind him stretching from the floor to the roof sending an eerie light over Nexus fear instilling figure.

"We will move when I say move," Nexus said sternly taking steps forwards his Generals. The flames behind him danced to and fro adding to the creepiness that seeped from Nexus body as he moved.

"We will kill when I say kill," Nexus continued his voice growing deeper and more evil with every word. "And those who oppose me and my commands will meet an agonizing and slow death."

Nexus was inches away from his Generals his dark eyes fixed in their direction the flames inside them danced burning fear into his officers. "Understand?" he questioned now so close they could smell his sour breath leaking from his mouth as he breathed.

"As you wish my lord," Magnus snapped quickly bowing his head.

"Now leave me!" Nexus shouted turning swiftly and moved to his ragged thrown dragging his cloak behind him. "I need to meditate."

Leo tapped Wyatt on the shoulder and motioned for his son to follow him out into the backyard. Piper, Phoebe, Paige and their little daughters were all cuddled up together on the couch sleeping. They had cried themselves to sleep almost every night since finding out Chris was murdered and couldn't be left alone. Leo finally had a moment to talk with his son about the incident and get some better insight on what really happened.

Leo led Wyatt to a bench sitting in the back of the Halliwell home and took a seat. He waited for Wyatt to sit down and stared at him for a moment trying to think of a way to ask his son to discuss such a fresh wound.

Tears began to form in the bottom of Leo's eyes as he opened his mouth to speak. "Wyatt," he started to say before breaking down and crying. Wyatt reached over and wrapped his arms around his father embracing him tightly beginning to cry along with him.

They cried together for a unknown amount of time holding each other in a constant embrace each trying to ease the others pain but suffering at the same time. Leo reached up and placed his hand against the back of Wyatt's head and began to rub it softly. Even though Wyatt was a grown man now it seemed appropriate at that moment to do and Wyatt strangely enjoyed it.

After more crying Leo decided to man up and get this over with since this was not the time for tears. Somebody had to be strong and lead the family through this hard time and like usual the weight was on Leo's shoulders. He took in several deep breaths and exhaled loudly attempting to slow the flow of tears down his cheek.

"W-Wyatt," he managed to get out in a whisper. "Tell me what happened."

Wyatt pulled away from his father and began wiping his face. He felt a strength and warming glow radiating from his father that seemed to make him feel stronger. Wyatt looked away and prepared to relive the death of his brother again but this time detailing it to his father.

"It's like a blur now dad but I'll tell you what I remember…"

A familiar jingle sound filled the dark area along with blue and white bright lights from a corner. Wyatt's head slowly withdrew from the corner and looked around the area then quickly pulled back.

He leaned up against the wall with his brother Chris. "Three bounty hunters over there," Wyatt whispered to Chris.

Wyatt sprang from beside the dumpster and drove Excalibur through the demons heart. Chris orbed behind the other and vanquished him with a blue energy beam the last took steps back and prepared himself for death.

"You're going to help us find this Cole guy," Wyatt said poking the demon in the shoulder with Excalibur.

…

"Alright let's find the guy, kill the guy, and go home," Wyatt said giving the rag-tag team the brief game plan.

They heard growling from somewhere in the darkened room, it was low at first but then began to steadily grow louder and more angry sounding. Wyatt drew Excalibur while Chris waved his hand and made light slowly begin to spread around the room.

Hercules and Thor stepped from the darkness in full flaming form growling angrily at the trespassers. Their hot lava-like drool dripped from their jaws and massive fangs burning holes in the floor. The three could also see the blood and dead bodies and bones all around the room, it was enough to nearly make Chris hurl.

…

Wyatt and Chris began backing up. "Throw a potion to injure it and I'll finish it off with Excalibur," Wyatt whispered to Chris.

Chris reached down to his waist and pulled a potion bottle from his side gripping it tightly between his fingers as they continued to back up slowly. Finally after what felt like an eternity Chris leaned his arm back and flung the potion vial at the flaming beast.

Hercules quickly opened his mouth and fired a gigantic fireball into the potion causing a massive explosion to rip through the living room destroying it completely. Wyatt and Chris flew backwards one smashing into the wall the other falling through a table that hadn't fully blown up.

Hercules struggled to get to his feet holding his front leg up showing it was injured. The beast limped over to Thor and nudged the other wolf with his snout several times hoping for movement. A moment later Thor's eyes opened and he wined a bit letting Hercules know he was seriously injured.

Cole appeared in the room seconds after the smoke from the explosion floated out of the huge holes in the walls and roof.

Cole suddenly turned around when he heard a noise come from behind him; he noticed Wyatt and Chris struggling to get to their feet. Cole stomped down towards them fist balled up and a stare of pure evil on his face.

"Chris throw the potions!" Wyatt screamed leaning down and grabbing for Excalibur.

Chris flung two of the potions at once then one then two more each one knocking Cole down farther to the ground. Wyatt rushed forward attempting to use Excalibur to behead Cole as he was down hurt. Cole however quickly faded into the air and appeared right behind Wyatt lifting him from the ground and then tossing him across the room into the wall.

"When I got up all I saw was Cole holding Chris up by his neck and killing him," Wyatt paused tears beginning to slip back out his eyes. "I couldn't save him dad, I couldn't save him." Wyatt broke into tears again leaning to his father for comfort. Leo embraced his son and looked up deep in thought.

Cole looked off into the horizon, his hair blowing in the rough but relaxing gust of wind flowing over the area. The sun was setting and the orange light was casting a beautiful shine and glisten over the gorgeous Chinese landscape. Cole leaned his shoulders over and relaxed his arms on the Great Wall breathing deeply and taking in the sight.

He had not really had a moment to rest and relax alone since he had been returned to the realm by the Sisters of Fate. Since Hercules and Thor were on bed rest Cole had made a deal with Bob so he could go and explore the new world and clear his mind. He had done a lot of killing in the short amount of time he had been back on Earth and decided to bring peace.

Cole knew that he would have to kill a lot to accomplish this mission hence the phrase casualties of war, but he still wished deep down inside that his peaceful future could be accomplished through peaceful methods. It was strange that one with so much power inside them only wanted to enjoy the serenity of life with no violence at all.

Cole had become a changed man during his 20 years of alone time with his pets. He wanted the world to know, he wanted the Charmed Ones to know so they would not interfere with his plans and he would not have to…

Cole tossed the thoughts from his mind not wanting to think about that right now. He was in another country and here to relax and take his mind off of death and murder. Cole remembered a joke Bob had told him the other night and laughed, it helped him throw the sisters from his train of thought.

Cole sighed deeply and stepped away from the wall fading into thin air. Cole's figure began to slowly appear standing on top of the Eiffel Tower. He sat with his legs dangling off the side and looked out into the beautiful display of lights darting the area and brightening the night sky. Cole would use this time off to get in touch with the world he was saving; he had seen the horrible things America had been through in 20 years now he would get in touch with the rest of the world.

So far he hadn't visited many places but it soothed him to see that the entire world hadn't fallen prey to senseless violence and world domination attempts. After sitting atop the Eiffel Tower for hours tired began to set in causing Cole to yawn loudly. He stood to his feet and stretched preparing to transport himself back to Bob Kelso's penthouse.

Cole leaned over and took one last glance at the beautiful view then leaned forward and let his body fall from the tower. As he let his body freefall down swiftly towards the ground he began to fade into the air slowly before finally completely disappearing just before he was about to hit the ground.