"The Charmed Ones beat him by not allowing him to meet his goal. However, due to that Barbas was sent to purgatory. He somehow managed to escape purgatory thus ending the cycle. I haven't learned how he managed to do that as I am aware of only one other to ever succeeded. I can put him back on a similar cycle for a price." Richerkvin said.
"What kind of price?" Wyatt asked. Although he was curious as to who the other person was, he decided not to ask.
"Excuse us." Chris said, pulling Wyatt to the side. "There has to be another way! We can't just put him in that cycle again knowing someday he might return."
"Chris, we have to deal with the here and now. Not what might happen centuries from now."
Chris glared at him when suddenly an idea popped into his head, "Is that what you want to tell the people of my world?"
Wyatt blinked in confusion, "What?"
"Wyatt was working on a plan to tap into the immortality side of his whitelighter powers so he could rule forever and never worry about getting old." Chris lied.
Not that he didn't put it past his Wyatt to attempt such a thing if he were to ever think of it. "Barbas is one of his favorites. Although Barbas isn't too big on using his power on mortals as he doesn't find it as fun, he'll do it at Wyatt's command. How hard do you think it would be for Wyatt to summon Barbas and help him achieve that goal?"
That was one thing Chris wished was a lie as it happened. "If we fail to save baby Wyatt then my Wyatt will rule forever with Barbas roaming around, because we failed to stop him only thinking of the here and now."
It seemed to work as he could see Wyatt not liking what he was just told. Chris hated lying and manipulating his brother, but he didn't see a choice. He didn't want to put future witches in danger because he was only thinking of himself. That's another reason his mother died. Leo was too busy believing Wyatt was all that matters that he didn't hear Chris calling for him. Leo's selfishness led to Chris' mother's death. Chris wasn't willing to put other families through that pain just to temporarily stop Barbas. He wished he could have just told Wyatt this, but Chris knew that since this Wyatt still had their mother he'd never understand. He's never experienced pain and loss.
Walking back to Richerkvin, Chris said, "No, there has to be some way of locking him away for good."
"Someplace the demon council can't even communicate with him."
Chris blinked, 'Demon council? What does that have to do with anything? Did he remember something?'
Richerkvin frowned, "That's a tall order. I'm not sure anything you have in that there bag will cover the cost of the service you ask."
Chris opened his bag and showed what all he had.
Richerkvin picked up an atheme, "A dull Athame, really? That's your best? You could have walked around this whole Bazaar and found a million other more useful items."
"If you were to actually examine it rather than dismiss it and run your mouth, you'd see it's actually a Power-Sucking Athame."
Richerkvin examined it more, "I stand corrected. You're right. But how do I know it works?"
Chris glared at him, "If you're expecting one of us to volunteer you have a long wait as it's never going to happen!"
"I would never dream of such a thing." Richerkvin said trying to play off that it was exactly what he was thinking. To keep Chris from getting pissed enough to attempt to vanquish him he then picked up an Enchanted Clay Pipe. "I've heard about this. But I thought it was destroyed by the Charmed Ones."
"I'm from the future. You'd be surprised by what technology can do." Chris told him.
"From the future huh? Fine, I'll take this as well as the athame. I don't suppose you have the Flute that goes with the pipe on you?"
"No, but if you know that then you also know that if you try to use it as it was originally intended to lure in children, we'll be back to vanquish you." Chris said.
Richerkvin waved Chris off, "I have no use for children. I am disappointed you didn't bring the Flute though."
"Why? What did the flute do?" Wyatt asked, seeing as how the guy brought up the flute twice.
"Together the original owner would lure in children with his flute…" Chris started.
"Hey like that fairy tale! Eh, I forgot the name." Wyatt said, trying to remember the name of the fairy tale.
Chris rolled his eyes, "Yes, Wy just like the Pied Piper. He lured kids with musical talents to the portal with his flute and pulled them into his realm."
Wyatt smiled as again Chris called him Wy, but this time he chose not to mention it thinking that maybe if he didn't bring Chris' attention to it, he'd do it more often. Then he realized what Chris said, "Why did he want children? And why only ones with musical talents only?"
"Your friend obviously has all the brains. He stole only children with musical talents so he could steal their talents for himself. This way he could be the greatest musician of all time. Plus with the life force of the children he could keep himself young forever." Richerkvin said.
Wyatt growled, not appreciating the demon making fun of him.
Richerkvin smirked at Wyatt's annoyance, "Tell you what. You put the blood of the Charmed Ones on the pipe and I'll see about a vanquishing potion."
Chris frowned, "Why, would you want their blood on it?"
"Why not? It will make the ability to open portals even stronger." Richerkvin said.
"I'll consider it, however if we did I think it would be better to just try out your new toy on Barbas instead. As you said, vanquishing potions are notoriously unreliable against him." Chris said.
"No, no way!" Richerkvin said fiercely. He wasn't going to go up against Barbas for these idiots.
Chris wasn't sure if he was the same demon Wyatt tortured and killed for laughing about their mother's death, but he was fairly certain. He grabbed the demon's arm, "Fine I think you should just see what your fate is."
Wyatt put his hand on Chris's shoulder, "Chris I don't think…" he started to say just as Chris started the spell pulling Wyatt into the vision as well.
" Heart to heart, Mind to mind. From now until the memory ends, after which the spell ends. I freely share this memory. Allow this demon to see and experience his future self's pain!"
Chris had been mistaken about who the demon was, but not about the torture. The scene opens with Richerkvin on his knees in front of Evil Wyatt. The remains of a house behind them. Although you could clearly see it was only one of several on the block that had been destroyed.
Good Wyatt was shocked at what he was seeing. 'Is this really what Chris' world looks like?'
"Please Lord Wyatt give me another chance!" Future Richerkvin pleaded.
"Chance? Chris, what did I say about Aunt Phoebe and Aunt Paige's houses?" Evil Wyatt asked, shocked the demon had the nerve to think begging would work on him.
Memory Chris said, "I thought you had made it very clear that their places were NOT to be touched under penalty of death."
"Ah yes that's right, yet, here I find you in the middle of what's left of Aunt Paige's place. Rummaging around and yet you claim not to be the one responsible." Evil Wyatt said.
"I swear to you my Lord. I came upon it." Future Richerkvin said fearing Wyatt would kill him on the spot.
"If you tell me who did, perhaps I'll spare you." Evil Wyatt said as if he hadn't already been planning to kill him.
Although Future Richerkvin knew who did it, he didn't want to snitch on his friends. What he didn't count on was Evil Wyatt figuring out he knew but was refusing to tell.
"You really think I can't get the information I want?" Evil Wyatt sneered and started slowly by hitting him with low voltage energy balls and getting a bit stronger by each refusal to answer the question. Evil Wyatt growing bored switched to a power he'd stolen from a demon who crossed him. He repeated the process with fireballs this time. Finally having had enough torture, Richerkvin told the names of the ones who did it.
"See that wasn't to hard now was it." Evil Wyatt said in an almost nice voice before summoning a dagger and killing future Richerkvin on the spot. Causing the memory to abruptly end.