IHATEfangirls – Yes, looks like :D Well, you know how it goes xD of course evilness ;p Sorry, it seems, that I can't write nothing longer for this story. Yeah, I get it :P Thanks!
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Meyli Vaisyl – Well, I always liked Piper the best, but now I'm not sure xD Yes, Wyatt is evil :P Wyatt will be slow if the situation need it ^^ I would love to kill Leo without killing Chris, but it's not possible ;( Thank you :)

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"I can't believe you killed me," Chris said out loud for the first time and mentally for the hundredth time, walking out of the portal, which closed right behind him.

"Will you just shut up already?" Wyatt turned to throw him a glare and went back to looking for any of his minions, that were supposed to guard the manor.

"Where's everybody?" Chris frowned slightly. "This place has been always heavy guarded."

"I don't know," the Source hissed. "But they're going to regret leaving their posts."

"Anyway, you said that the Resistance stole your artifacts, so I'd better check there first..." the Whitelighter trailed off at Wyatt's deadly scowl. "What? I won't take you there with me!"

The Source shook his head, "Are you sure you'll be able to maintain the block so far away?"

"Even if not, you'll be fine for a while," Chris shrugged.

"Fine," Wyatt sighed, waving him off. With Chris's barriers down he'll be able to find his location anyway. "Just hurry up."

The Whitelighter glared at him, "Don't follow me."

"Get out or I may be," Wyatt smirked. Chris huffed and orbed out.

When Chris orbed into the headquarters of the Resistance, he didn't expect what he found. He looked around the deserted and ruined base, suddenly feeling helpless and frightened. Had the other bases fell as well? It couldn't be. Wyatt would mention something about it. He quickly checked if there was someone or something left and orbed back to the manor.

After his little brother had left, the Source walked to one of the sensors and made his presence known by activating the alarm. Then he crossed his arms, leaning against the wall and waited. Sure enough two demons shimmered in, looking around for the intruder.

"Took you long enough," Wyatt growled. "Where the hell were you?"

The demons looked at him startled, but then they smirked at him. Wyatt frowned. Not reaction he was expecting.

"We're not serving you anymore," one of the demons informed, summoning an energyball and throwing it at Wyatt. The Source ducked out of the way and then angrily faced the demons.

"What?" he asked incredulously. "I'm..."

"Dead," the second demon supplied helpfully, sending the energyball himself. Wyatt growled and redirected it back at the demon, who ducked away from it. They continued that for a while, Wyatt cursing his lack of show-off powers, until finally the Source succeed in vanquishing them. He breathed in relief.

Chris orbed back, ready to berate Wyatt and his demons, but he took in the destroyed attic and raised an eyebrow, "What happened?"

Wyatt turned to him, his expression dark and angered, "Apparently I've been dethroned."

Chris blinked, letting the information to sink in and then he burst out laughing.