He wants what he wants

(No) Big Surprise

The Twice Blessed leant against a table and watched his liberator. Vicus gave some instructions to his demons how to behave in case of an attack of the Charmed Ones. Almost Wyatt had to laugh. It was ridiculous that this pack believed they could win a fight against his aunts and his mother. It was crystal clear they had to be powerful; at least, he had arisen from this family. Though he hated it that they forced him to bow to the rules of Good. Wyatt, you can't do this! That's not what good witches do! Holy shit he weren't allowed to orb whenever he wanted.

But that was history now. Now it was time to look forward and prepare the future of Evil. Vicus had a point: Later was the time for conquests. First he had to have everything together. As long as he needed some things Vicus was helpful. After that Wyatt doesn't care what would happen to that demon. He hated demons that stick to him and wanted to create a new era with him anyway. Wyatt Halliwell hates to share.

Now the demon moves toward him. 2They know what to do. Your family can come." "Come on, don't be so impatient."

At this Vicus fumed under his breath. "So we should just wait?" Wyatt rolled his eyes. "I told you once and I hate to repeat it over and over again. They have to come to us. To attack them now or leave this hideout would be our death." He raised one eyebrow. "But if you don't stop being so impatient I will help my aunts with some of the demons here if you know what I mean." The smaller one went pale, gulped and pressed his lips together while he nodded.

Satisfied that his position was clear now, the 25-year-old laid his head back and closed his eyes. "By the way I'm connected with them. I know when they come and I will tell you far enough so you have time to wet your pants." He explained in some condescendingly tone. He was starting to ask himself why he had agreed to this partnership. But okay it wouldn't take long until this partnership came to an end. The rest of the demons, who were hanging around here, were okay for the beginning of his plan, even they weren't steady factors. No he needed some higher demons for this, warlocks and darklighter. And some other things but that was something he preferred not to tell anyone about this. Neither the confession that he needed these things nor the mission the gain these.

"How much longer are we going to wait?" Holy shit was every demon born to go on his nerves? Hot rage was burning inside of him. Defiantly a sign of the Halliwell temper (Besides of this things which was very helpful while conquesting the world) with pressed teeth he answered: "Patient! Scrying takes time. There's a vanquishing potion to keep my aunts busy for at least an hour." Without opening his eyes he felt how Vicus stopped dead in tracks. "Vanquishing potion? You never said anything about that."

Okay, enough was enough. First this impatience, now this absolutely stupid naivety. What was he thinking? Piper, Phoebe and Paige would come down on a cloud, with flowers in the hair, dancing to the sound of a violin and cradling the demons into a soft slumber? They were the HALIWELLS. The mightiest power of the Good.

He opened his eyes and looked at the creature in front of him. "You expect that they'll show up empty-handed? Come on, it's not gonna be that easy!" In his mind he was shaking his head. Where you could get good staff? Ok, he know where but now wasn't the time for a change in his staff department. When that was over he would start his own plan. Til then Vicus had to play the part of his partner. Who was going crazy right now.

"I don't like this!"

"Stop worrying! The rest of the collective is just a shimmer away." He shouldn't make such a drama. He was a demon. It was time he was behaving like one. Maybe with some reminder of him:

"Besides, my aunts won't be able to see you when you're cloaked."

He was aware that he just spoke from his aunts. Wyatt didn't believe his mother would come with them. No, was sitting in magic school with his father and trying to change his mind. Good Luck, Mum! He had to grin at this thought. It just became brighter when he felt the presence of his aunts. Time for his promised warning: "Wait! They're coming."

He prepared himself for the case that his help demon would get a heart attack and listened to the sound of the orbing sisters before he turned around to them.

And right the moment they arrived Phoebe and Paige started the mission "Even Wyatt has a heart. Help to heat it up!" So his aunts really wanted to tell him that on the bottom of his heart he was good? Pah, maybe in his early years but now? Now he was free und would nobody capture him again. But explain this to his aunts would be a waste of time. I knew better ways to waste his time.

But it was really amusing how his aunts painted the hideout with their potions. All far away from the place Vicus was standing. Reminded him of some sort of Easter egg search. You didn't know where to search but you just run away.

Wyatt – nevertheless Piper's son – wasn't famous for his patience and soon the spectacle was getting tired. His aunts thought everything would be better with Vicus gone? Gave them what they demanded.

"You girls are way off."

"We have lot more potions." Phoebe answered. That was something Wyatt always adored her for. Her way to cope with hopeless situations, her fight spirit.

"Maybe I can help you out."

That was the best way to get rid of two problems. He was getting rid of his annoying accessory und his aunts had something to do. Because of that he raised his hand and with his projection Vicus became visible for everyone. Visible shocked. "What are you doing?" Wasn't that obvious? "Making a point." Wyatt looked at his aunts. "Go ahead. Vanquish him!"

Like "demanded" Paige threw the potion and vanquished Vicus. Her nephew smiled satisfied. The faces of his aunts were just too unique. And he was absolutely sure what their problem was:

"So you thought you'd change me back, did you?" Phoebe looked at Paige and asked the question of all questions: "Why didn't that work?"

The Twice Blessed loved to explain it to her.

"Because I'm not under any spell. And you can't change me back by simply vanquishing Vicus. He still got me. And this is how evil grows over the years." And in his thoughts he added And not just me, somebody else too. , before he went on: "I don't plan on giving you a chance to change me back! In fact, I make sure you don't." Even his tone was calm you could hear the thread. Nobody was standing in the way of the Twice Blessed. His aunts shouldn't be able to do that because he let the other demons appear. Nobody should get bored.

For one short moment he regret that he wasn't able to watch the fight but he had some more important to do. After he gave his aunt some free flying class, he orbed out of the hideout. Time for the second part of his plan,

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He materialized in magic school where his parents were sitting on the couch and talking about ways to get him back on the good side, just like he expected. Please, who would want that? Time to interfere in this useless babble.

"Mum. Dad."

Instantly both jumped on their feet. Stunned who was standing in front of them. What were they expecting? That the barrier around the school pushing him away? Hell that wasn't anything compared to him. Nothing from the side of Good could compare with him. The only one who didn't want to accept this fact were the members of his family. Instead of asking him what he wanted, they always took him to this prison and forced him to be like everyone else. He just wanted to be free. Wanted to be like he was deep inside. Even when he had to kidnap himself for that.

And his mum standing in his way was really cute to him. As if she could kill one of her sons. And especially not Wyatt. So it was a big surprise for him when the power of his mother threw him across the room and he landed on the floor. It hurts a lot even when it encourages his anger.

He orbed away and reappeared next to the table where the Book of Shadows was laying. Til now he was very calm but now his patience was over. Far too long he had to bow and now he wanted to live his life to the fullest. All inclusive.

And if he takes the book first and then his little self, was really not important to him. Now all he wanted was to change the mind of his parents who were convinced that he wasn't able to touch the book or wanted to hurt himself(How stupid would that be?).

Because of all that it hit him very hard that the book was against him and put a shield around itself. It was HIS legacy, it belongs to HIM. How was it able to fight him off? But a look at Piper and Leo and he understood. As long as they were there, the book would fight him off. Not his 25-year old self.

He raised his hand and concentrate. The connection between Mini-Wyatt and himself was giving him a boost and he felt itself becoming stronger. Stunned Piper and Leo had to watch as their little son reappeared next to his evil self and held his hand.

You could say: 0 for the Halliwells, 1 for the twice Blessed. And the book was just some extra juice to his victory.

"Don't wait up for me." Was his advice to his parents before he orbed out of magic school

Wyatt orbed himself and his young version back at Vicus' hideout. Instantly after he materialized he let go off the hand of the child but kneeled next to him.

"Okay, Wyatt, you're safe now. You can do everything but you just have to hold on to the bear, okay?" the small blonde boy nodded and hugged his bear tight. His adult self nodded. "Good boy!"

He said, stood up and walked to the chair where Vicus planned to watch the world turn evil. He let himself fall on the chair and put his elbow on the rest. With his chin on his palm he thought about the newest events:

He was evil.

And powerful.

He was evil and powerful which means: he was free. Free from every pressure of the good side.

And he got his two-year-old self.

The danger of changing back was over.

Until his family found a way to betray him. He didn't have his doubts that they were planning to do something like that right at the moment. Or they would do it after his parents overcame the shock that their holy magic school wasn't as safe as they thought. He had to laugh when he thought about the stupid faces of Piper and Leo when he was standing in front of them. What were they thinking? He was a Halliwell. No, wrong, he was THE Halliwell. De first born. The first male offspring of a family with centuries where just girls were born. You could say it was time his parents get to know that and started respecting him for that. He deserved it. And maybe they came to the conclusion that it was useless to take him to magic school when nobody was there to compete with him. At least not now.

Wyatt rose from the chair and starts walking around in circles. There wasn't any chance to get the book and he was pissed off by that. He didn't like it when something wasn't going after his will. But okay it was just another step on his way to the regime of Evil. The book was just a symbol, not the ground for his regime. His actions were too loud for that.

The blonde witchlighter looked over to little Wyatt. What would his family expecting from him? Right that he would use the child to get the book. And suddenly the way things went so far wasn't so bad after all. They should prepare for that, he had other plans.

He let himself fall on the chair again. Now all he needed was the right spell and he could start part three of his plan. A satisfied smile rushed over his face. He was close to get what he wanted the most.

So I hope you all liked the first chapter. Just wanted to say that English isn't my mother tongue so there might be a few mistakes. I'm open for criticism as long it's a nice way of saying it and not flames.

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