For The Love Of My Brother

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Wyatt's Thoughts

Lord Wyatt had everything he could have ever wanted. Being the most powerful magical creature ever known gave him the powers he needed to get where he was today, as the ruler of all things good and evil. Wyatt controlled everything and everyone in the heavens, on earth(what was left of it anyway) and the underworld. Elders and demons alike bowed down to Wyatt and sercombe to his will whenever he commanded that they do so or they would pay one hell of a price. And he loved every minute of it.

As powerful as he was there was something that he didn't have that he wanted so desperately, the love and respect of his younger brother Chris. Even though he lived in the underworld with Wyatt and they seemed to get along well enough, he knew exactly what the younger boy really thought of him. Chris hated him, as much as it pained him to think about it, he knew that it was the true. His powers told him everything he needed to know. Not only was Wyatt an empath like his aunt Phoebe, but he was also a telepath. It wasn't always like that. He remembered that it was not too long ago how much the younger Halliwell boy loved him and looked up to him, but those days are long gone. He remembered the day that he changed the boys' image of him in his mind forever.

It was about 6 months ago when he discovered that one of his most trusted demons was actually a witch working for the alliance, a small group of witches that were out to destroy him. Wyatt would teach this bitch a lesson that she would never forget. How dare she betray me? he thought to himself as he entered her chambers. She must have known why he was there because the second she laid eyes on him, she threw an athame at his head. He threw it back at the witch with lighting speed she jumped to the floor just in time.

"I don't know why you're fighting me?" he spoke as he ascending upon the frightened girl. Sensing her fear he added "don't worry it will be all over soon enough. With that Wyatt used his telepathy to force the witch into using her own telekinesis to peel the skin from her body. Wyatt can still remember how her screams echoed through the underworld. He laughed in delight that, was until he noticed the younger witches' presents.

Suddenly he felt an intense wave of sadness and guilt come over him. Damn it he thought. After 2 years of trying to convince his brother that their was no good or evil any more that there was just power and as long as Wyatt was the source of that power he would never be hurt again, never loose another family member to the on going battle between good and evil and that he would always be there to protect him. Everything he worked so hard for went down the drain in that one instant. As he looked at the shock and sheer horror on his brother's face, a single tear fell from Wyatt's eye. NO… NO…. NO he thought to himself. He knew that he would never see the looks of love and admiration for him in Chris's eyes again.