:: Heather wakens again, still in her bonds and gag. She tries to look around her new prison, as it changes every week. Hallie won't let Heather out of her sight, not even for a second. If she's out, Heather always has at least two guards, both very much bigger and more powerful than her. Her stomach growls, speanking of its hunger. Heather tries to tilt her head towards the wall clock, but her stiff joints scream out protest. Very faint sunlight comes through the heavily curtained windows. Heather rolls her eyes up and looks at the first guard, which is closer to her. He's observing her with a look of almost silent admiration and amusement mixed in his clear green eyes. Heather moves her eyes to the other guard. He has a meaner look about him, his brown eyes almost glazed over in ice. They both looked tired, but alert. The two men were the same in height and build, both very good looking. Just Hallie's type of chronie, Heather thought to herself. ::
:: Loud footsteps are heard coming up the stairs. Heather recongizes the clonk of her sisters heels. A few seconds later, her sister Hallie enters. To Heather's chagrin, Hallie looks more and more like her every week. Hallie's hair is not black, and she's got the style and make-up down. Currently, her hair is in primped waves, wearing tight fitting black denim flares, 2 inch heeled black sandals, a black denim jacket, and black Bon Jovi tank top under that. She has a sadistic smile on her face and a bag of McDonalds in her hand. She glances over at Heather, who is staring with no shame at the bag. She looks up at her sister with pleading eyes, trying to tell her of her extreme hunger. Hallie laughs evilly, and nods to her guards. Guard 1 unties her and rests a firm hand on her shoulder. Guard two comes up behind her and does the same. Heather is going nowhere, though her gag and hands were now free. Hallie tosses the bag of McDonalds to Heather, pulls up and chair, and sits on it backwards, just watching her sister eat with great hunger. ::
:: Heather knows that Hallie is purposely keeping the silence to play head games. Heather decides to keep her pride and finish her meager meal of a McMuffin sandwhich, hasbrowns, and an orange juice, in silence. Hallie knew that Heather detested McDonalds and orange juice. It was part of her sick game... Hallie had been starving Heather for a week now. Heather could feel her strength fading, knew without a doubt that she was going to start dropping weight soon. Hallie had waited until she was sure Heather was desperate for food, then went out and bought her the food she loathes the most. All too soon, her meal was finished, and Hallie was still staring at her with a evil smirk on her face. Heather knew she had absolutely no choice but to play Hallie's game and be the one to break the silence with a question. ::

Heather Halliwell
Why has it come to this, Hallie?

Hallie Halliwell
Don't worry about it right now, Heather. For now, just let the taste of your meal fill your mouth. Enjoy it, it's probably the last one I'll ever give you.

Heather Halliwell
And by that, do you plan to free me, or kill me?

Hallie Halliwell
It would ruin the surprise if I were to tell you now. Trust me, Heather. If I didn't think you had your uses, I would have killed you as soon as I got you in this position.

Heather Halliwell
Fine, don't tell me anything, knowing I'm not going to be able to tell anybody.

Hallie Halliwell
DTA, Heather dear. Even though I've go you secured tightly, you always seem to get some stupid luck to come your way. I'm not risking that with you this time. If I were to tell you, my luck would be for you to escape and run your mouth to the cops. We can't have that. So no dice.

Heather Halliwell
You've put a lot of thought into this, haven't you?

Hallie Halliwell
Prison gives you a lot of free thinking time.

Heather Halliwell
Well, at least you know that for the next time you go.

Hallie Halliwell
True... But at least you wouldn't get the credit of putting me there. I'll see to that myself.

:: Hallie looks over at Heather and smirks, a slight chuckle escaping. Heather is almost unnerved with her sisters all too cool, detached exterior. Was there no guilt, no remorse inside that beautiful woman? Heather feels sadness and remorse sweep over her, remembering the loving girl her sister had been as a little girl. What stood in front of her was nothing more than a physical reminder of what was in her very blood line. A family full of hard workers, but every few generations... One goes completely off the wall. Both her parents had hoped that it would skip any generation involving them. Instead, fate had pulled a cruel trick card for them and given them the next psycho. They try not to condone their family memeber, knowing that it's a hereditary gene, something Hallie just can not help. But it's very hard for them to do so when situations like this happened. ::

Hallie Halliwell
But onto more cheerful subjects... Your career and where I'm taking it right now!

Heather Halliwell
I heard you had a minor set back this week. And last week! Got a little over-zealous, did we?

Hallie Halliwell
Set back, nah. Losses mean nothing to me. I'm not trying to make you look good, just strong. It'll add to the effect more when I'm through with you. Noo... In the long run, things went better than I could have hoped. Sean interfered without a second thought, and with the murder of his friend, he soon won't have a choice but not to turn back to the Dark Prince.

Heather Halliwell
Are you out of your mind? Hallie, you were there. The last time Sean turned into the Dark Prince. Just trying to bring that back out of him is suicide.

Hallie Halliwell
Heather.... darling! You worry far too much. I admit, its a risky move, but not without its benefits. Besides, you said it yourself. I'm not exactly working alone here. The plan me and my partners have concocted is completely fool-proof and guarenteed for success. And wouldn't you know it, you have quite the important roll!

Heather Halliwell
Dare I ask how, or is that another secret you shouldn't have spilled to me.

Hallie Halliwell
Have I spilled a secret? Let me retrace my words. You already knew I had partners. You had to have figured we had a plan. And lastly, you should have know you had a main roll when I didn't put a dagger across your jugular the night I held Holly hostage.

Heather Halliwell
Fair enough... So you actually think you've got the key to doing me in and getting your claws into Sean successfully this time?

Hallie Halliwell
Of course, confidence is key. Despite my ways, I'm a very optimistic person.

Heather Halliwell
*In a sarcastic tone* Oh, isn't that just swell!

Hallie Halliwell
Sarcasm has never been your strongest pursuit of humor. Why don't you leave it to the pro.

:: A noise from upstairs makes both girls glance up quickly. Heather attempts to make a break for it, but both guards tackle her at once. Heather lets out a loud cry of pain, and they ease off her slowly. Guard 1 is quickly tying her hands back up while guard 2 is replacing the gag. They stick her back in her chair while Hallie looks out the small window. She sees Lilly's car parked outside the home. A slow, slightly crazed smile spreads across her face. Heather notices it right away and knows what her sister has planned. Hallie knows this too, and she looks quickly at her henchmen. ::

Hallie Halliwell
What do you know?! I had plans of offing Lilly as well, and she has now made it all too easy for me. Thank god I believe in being prepared for anything. Eric, Philip, take Heather out through the back while I distract Lilly in the front. On the way out, open the gas pumps and let it enter the house. I want this to look as dramatic as possible.

:: Hallie looks out the window again. Lilly is out of the car and looking up at the house. Hallie can see on Lilly's face that she is confused as to the very desert location of Hallie's stay. With an elegant grace, Hallie sweeps down the steps and rushes outside quickly. A tear-stained Lilly catches sight of her and rushes into her arms. Hallie takes the trembling woman and fakes concern. ::

Hallie Halliwell
Lilly, darling! Whatever is wrong?

Tyger Lilly
God, Heather, it was the worst thing ever! Sean and I... We're over now, but the way it happened... I mean, it's Sean... I never would have guessed.. Never would have suspected he'd ever...

Hallie Halliwell
Wait, slow down Lilly dear. Come inside, have a drink, and tell me all about Sean and what happened.

:: Lilly nods, still sobbing hysterically. Hallie puts an arm around Lilly and leads her in. When Lilly doesn't look, Hallie can't help but to smirk triumphantly. She just manages to quickly return to fake concern when Lilly looks up at Hallie. Hallie nods towards a comfortable chair and Lilly sinks into it weakly. Hallie hands Lilly a bottle of water and sits down across from her. Lilly drinks a little bit, takes a few deep breaths and forces herself to calm down. Hallie is just staring attentively at Lilly, waiting patiently. Finally, Lilly looks at Hallie and smiles meekly. ::

Tyger Lilly
I'm so sorry about that, Heather. It's just that, Sean... Well, I didn't know who to turn to after this, then I remembered you said you were here, so I came right away. I'm sorry I didn't call before hand.

Hallie Halliwell
Lilly, it's alright, I swear. Tell me, what happened?

Tyger Lilly
I walked into our bedroom to see Sean on the floor. I tried to reach out to him, to help him. But he told me to go away, he didn't want to be bothered. We argued for a few moments, and the next thing I know, he's slapped me. I didn't know what to do, and I think I said something else, because all I remember is his hands around my throat and choking the life out of me. Then he's going on about how it feels to have control of someone's life in your hands, and how he must be feeling how Luke's killers felt. I tried to fight back, but when I knew it was useless, I just went limp. He looked at me, then all of a sudden, he's smiling, and pressing himself against me really hard, and I knew what he had in mind. Sure enough, he undoes my pants and starts fingering me. I'm begging him to stop, but he's telling me that he knows I want it, and that I'll thank him later. He got me on the bed, and he had my clothes off, but I managed to kick him in the head. He tried to grab me again, but I hit him with the lamp, and I think I knocked him out. Whatever happened, I had enough time to get out of that house and come see you.

Hallie Halliwell
Sean... Did all that to you?

Tyger Lilly
Yes, can you believe it? After all this time, I thought I finally had a man who wouldn't be an abusive asshole. Who wouldn't treat me like I'm some kind of whore. It was all too good to be true, Heather, I should have known...

That the Dark Prince would be lurking somewhere under the surface... That somewhere deep inside the good man that is Sean Graves, there will always be a more dominate, dark, and evil side lurking in his mind... A most dangerous, yet fascinating man that escapes once good reason for one to lose control are met...

Tyger Lilly
Dark Prince? Dark, evil side lurking in his mind? What are you talking about, Heather? I don't know anything about any Dark Prince. I thought we were talking about Sean.

Hallie Halliwell
Oh trust me, Lilly. We ARE talking about Sean. I've known him so much longer than you, the signs are so easy to tell. First, he starts going totally skitzo on you, and gets a little distant. Then weird things start happening, things that could involve him, and he has memory lapses. Then the abusive behavior starts, and those around him end up getting hurt. It's all becoming so clear... So much closer until he is unleashed...

Tyger Lilly
Heather, you're scaring me. Everything you've just said, those behavioral patterns... Sean has been following those a lot lately. I don't know whats going on, but I know I can't live with it anymore. It's not good for me, and I'm not going to put Katie through that growing up.

Hallie Halliwell
You shouldn't have to, either. I love Sean, I've known him almost my entire career. But there are some things you just can't change about him. He'll always have those voices in his head, telling him to do bad things. And no matter how hard he tries, how far he runs... They always come back...

Tyger Lilly
Heather, stop with that! Unless you plan on explaining to me whats going on and who this "Dark Prince", then you need to stop talking like Sean is crazy.

Hallie Halliwell
Sean isn't crazy... Not yet, at least... But he is getting delightfully close to it.

Tyger Lilly
Heather, how could you say something like that? What is wrong with you?

:: It was almost as if a mute button had been pushed on life. Hallie could no longer hear anything, but she could see clearly. Lilly had a look of hidden fear in her eyes, but she seemed determined to keep her cool. Hallie could feel the warmth of the blade of the dagger in it's sheath just under her belt. She casually slid her hand down her jeans and pulled it out, touching the blade to her arm. She had the sudden desire to see Lilly bleed, to make an incision on Lilly that could never be fully healed. ::

:: Before Lilly could have a chance to defend herself, Hallie has made a quick, not very deep cut in Lilly's left cheek. Lilly lets out a scream that Hallie doesn't hear and falls back. Hallie leaps forward, landing on top of Lilly, and straddles her down to the floor, holding down her arms with her knees. Quick as lightening, Hallie cuts Lilly's right cheek. Blood is now trickling down both sides of Lilly's face. Hallie leans down and slowly licks the right cheek, savoring the taste of Lilly's blood. Lilly's eyes grow wide with terror. Her lips are moving, and a suddenly, Hallie can hear a small, buzzing noise in her ear. Without even having to hear Lilly's question, she knows what her captive is asking. ::

Hallie Halliwell
What kind of a friend are you, Lilly? Truly? To be able to not tell that I am someone other than the pathetic girl your friends with? You make me sick with your stupidity, Lilly. You really thought that your good looks would get you everything in life? Oh yes, you have a pretty meal ticket on you. But you made a wrong move when you agreed to marry Sean Graves, babe. I may not be like Heather, who sits back and lets other gutter slut cunts steal her man. I'm a woman of action. Those two long years in prison kept me away from the man that was truly meant to be mine. Call it destiny... Kinda ironic, don't you think. Destiny in the form of a wannabe bitch woman brought him and me together... And now the death of my sister is going to bring us back together. I thought you would be a harder advesary to dispose of, but your idiocy has made this quite easy for me. I appreciate that, more than you know. So take a good look at me, Lilly. I know my sister has told you all about me... The crazy sister, the one that has totally lost her marbles... Allow me to introduce myself properly. My name is Hallie Halliwell... And I was sent here to introduce you to your maker.

:: Lilly tries to fight back, but Hallie is quicker. When Lilly tries to kick up at Hallie's face, Hallie grabs her leg and slashes Lilly through the ankle. Lilly screams out, and her leg falls, but adrenaline keeps her going, and again, she attemptes with the other leg, and her other ankle meets the same fate as the one before. Lilly is holding her legs, but is still trying to propel herself back. Hallie advances on her slowly, letting the mind games set in, adding a more menacing glare to her already crazed look. Various weaponary skills she has learned through martial arts suddenly enters her, and she flings the blade with accurate precision into Lilly's thigh. Lilly's scream of agony and the sight of the blood flowing fill Hallie with a new passionate rage that she quickly makes her way to Lilly to pull out the dagger. The blood flows quicker now, making Hallie's own blood pump faster in her own veins. The thrill of blood-lust and murder fills her quickly and she sends the dagger through the other thigh. Lilly is now unable to move her legs at all, and using her arm strength alone, manages to back herself into a wall. Hallie flings the dagger at Lilly's arm, and manages to pin it against the wall. Lilly cries out, and before she can move her other arm, Hallie pulls a ninja star out of her shirt and tosses it at Lilly. It pins her other arm against the wall. Lilly is now trapped and helpless. Hallie grins, and gets closer to Lilly so she can lean over the woman. Lilly's ability to scream seems to have left her, and now she is just sitting in silent agony. Hallie pulls the star and dagger out of Lilly's arms slowly. Lilly whimpers in pain. Hallie smiles and picks Lilly's head up by the chin. ::

Hallie Halliwell
Don't cry yet, little girl. This is only the torture round of my show. The actual killing is much slower than this, and much more elaborately planned. Unfortunately, you came at such short notice, I didn't have time to really set anything up. Still, the original plan is all ready, and I must say... You're sure going to have a blazing ending, just as you did career.

:: Hallie turns on her heel and walks out of the house. On the porch, she lights up a cigarette and looks back. The smell of gas is creeping down to where Lilly is sitting. Hallie takes it all in for a moment, and takes a drag of her cigarette. Quick as anything, Hallie suddenly starts running off the porch, flicking her cigarette into the open living room window. Hallie leaps off the porch and quickly gets up. As she's running to safety, the house suddenly erupts into flames. Lilly's desperate screaming can be heard from the inside. Hallie stands up, a safe distance away from the blazing house and just watches. As the sound of Lilly's scream die away to the crackling of the fire, Hallie reaches under her jacket and pulls out a video tape recorder. She pulls the extendable, but tiny, extra lense off her coat and holds the camera up to the blazing house with Lilly inside. Hallie talks in a dark, low tone, disguising her voice with Heather's. ::

Hallie Halliwell
One love down... One love to go... Then you'll know who you've always belonged with. Soon... We'll be together once again soon...

:: Hallie turns the camera off and rewinds the tape. She watches it through, from feeding Heather, to her encounter with Lilly, to now, turned off at carefully selected moments, so that not once, her name is heard, or even mentioned. She gets in her car and heads back to her hotel. Heather is there, being guarded by Hallie's henchmen. Hallie pulls out an envelope and addressed it to Sean Graves. She licks the envelope with the tape secured inside shut and gets up again. Without a word, she heads downstairs and walks two blocks to the nearest Fed-Ex. She has it shipped to reach Sean Graves' house, ASAP. As she watches it get delivered, a sick, evil laughter escapes her lips. People passing by her stop and stare, but nothing can stop her now. The laugh is loud, triumphant, and pure evil. Her plans flash through her head, all ending in success, which makes her laugh harder and she starts to walk home, the soon-arriving autumn wind blowing her hair. ::