Prepare for Death, Continued [Nick]

[ALISTAIR JAY BLAIR]

The boy began to ask questions. Alistair just sighed.

"I'm your worst nightmare, my primary goal is to kill the Charmed Ones, and oh look! I have one right here." he said before continuing.
"I'm the man who killed the Halliwell Sisters, I am the source of all evil, I rule over the underworld, and If I want to, I could just kill you now, ending the whole power of three, forever! But I won't do that. First, lemme give you a taste of who I am." he said, then he held out his hand and conjured an athame, he walked over to the Hart brother and sliced some skin on his arm, he watched the blood ooze.

Alistair didn't have much time to think when he began to see fire coming straight at him, quickly he raised his hands and tapped into his telekinetic power, he sent the fire whirling straight back at the young teenage boy, Alistair made sure it missed, as he didn't want this kid dead just yet. He saw the fire coming out of the kid's eyes, so he decided to use his telekinetic power to close his eyes.
"There, you use that little power again, and you burn through your eyelids." he said psychotically.

OOC: Again, sorry it's short, I don't know how to torture you. ;D

[NICK JORDAN HART]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, bpx-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; width: 450px; height: 330px; background: url(http://i43.tinypic.com/25sbs6x.png); border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;] [style= background: url(http://i41.tinypic.com/2dbw5ye.png); height: 100px; width: 100px; border-radius: 50px 50px 0px 0px; border: 3px solid #bcaf9e; opacity: .8; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;] [/style] Nick could have sworn his heart started beating faster in his chest as he listened to the other, his skin went pale as well. Again he was panicking. He and his brother's weren't even close to being as powerful as the Halliwell sisters yet, and this guy killed them? That wasn't good, not at all. Especially now that they were being targeted. Blue eyes went so wide when they settled on the athame, he froze. It would have been so easy for him to just orb away to safety, but it was like he was frozen in fear. He wasn't ready for this. A hiss of pain escaped him when that blade pierced his skin, and that was when he decided to sent those fire bolts, as if it was a defense mechanism. But when they were sent right back and barely missed him, he damn near whimpered. There was no doubt that he was scared, terrified even. And his eyes being forced shut didn't help at all, he started to pull viciously at his restraints again. "I-I can't... Let me go," Nick demanded, his voice wavering as his head bowed a little. He was freaking the fuck out, and it took a lot more energy than it should have for him to calm himself down a little. The young brunette took a deep, shaking breath. Soon after his body seemed to be almost glowing a light blue and it became small orbs of light. Nick orbed a few feet away before materializing again, breaths still heavy and heart racing and hands shaking despite his best attempts to control himself. And now he reopened his eyes, having moved somewhere else to interrupt the demon's power. "What do you want with me then, if you're not killing me?" He was trying to be brave, to get as much information as he could. It was so, so idiotic of him. The best option would have been for him to orb back home the moment he had woken up, but now he was figuring he could do that the second things got too bad. Nick as staying a few feet away from the source, and he was holding his injured arm to his chest protectively while he covered the bleeding wound with a hand. He was tense and ready to orb away at the first sign of danger, like being in this place alone wasn't a big enough signal. (ooc: again, i don't care about length =P and get creative)

[ALISTAIR JAY BLAIR]

Still holding the brother's eyes shut, he gave off a evil chuckle. His telekinetic power wore off when the brother seemed to have orb away from his restraints. Damn he thought to himself, this one must have been a half whitelighter, just like Paige. Alistair had no idea what to do with this one, if he took another brother they probably would have obeyed, cause they would have feared death. Alistair wondered why didn't he just extract the boy's power, that would have been the easiest thing to do, and then just kill him. He sighed, and turned to face the boy.

"If you want me to kill you, I will." he said before once again using his telekinetic power to slam the boy into the wall, this time it wasn't as hard, so he wouldn't go unconscious, but it surely would give him plenty of bruises. He flamed over to the boy, grabbed onto his shoulder, and flamed back into where he was previously sitting, and tied him up again. "Will you just stop?!" he shouted, his voice booming in the small room in a cave. His eyes turned pitch black, and fire began to shoot out of his fingertips. Alistair grabbed the arm of the boy, and began to crush with his super strength. He could feel the bones bending, he let go, before completely breaking his arm.

"Here's the deal, if you try and orb out of here, I'll get one of your brothers, and kill them! No hesitation. I don't think you want your brother's dead, now do you?"

[NICK JORDAN HART]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, bpx-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; width: 450px; height: 330px; background: url(http://i43.tinypic.com/25sbs6x.png); border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;] [style= background: url(http://i41.tinypic.com/2dbw5ye.png); height: 100px; width: 100px; border-radius: 50px 50px 0px 0px; border: 3px solid #bcaf9e; opacity: .8; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;] [/style] "No, I-" Nick was cut off by a pained cry when his back his the wall, unable to finish saying that he definitely did not want to be killed. And before he was able to do much of anything, much less orb back home, he felt a hand on his shoulder right before he was back in the throne he had just escaped from. Immediately he went right back to struggling, orbing his limbs out of the restraints even. But at that shout he froze again, gaze moving between black eyes and the fire. So easily the teen was intimidated, not nearly confident enough in his own strength. His breaths quickened at the pain that encircled his arm when that hand tightened, and he grit his teeth to keep from making a sound. For a moment he had feared the limb would break beneath the pressure and he tried to orb his arm away from it, but the demon's arm orbed with him and the pain remained and he let it rematerialize. He hadn't quite figured out how to orb without someone that was making contact with him yet, and he wasn't in any sort of condition to try figuring it out. A relieved sigh escaped him when the hand was removed, and Nick didn't try escaping again as he listened to the Source, even though not all of his limbs were bound thanks to his previous antics. The panicked breathing of the youngest Hart stopped completely for a few seconds, air caught in his throat as he thought of what, exactly, was being said. Nick's greatest fear was losing his brothers by far, it was probably the best way to get to him too. "N-no," he finally started breathing again with that little stuttered word, and he shook his head as well. "Don't hurt them, please, I... What do y-you want?" Nick asked that question again, though this time he sounded much more shaken up. He wasn't trying to escape again either, a sign that he was surrendering.

[ALISTAIR JAY BLAIR]

Alistair's head began to ache because of using his powers a lot, he still was a low level demon at heart, that's how he started, and he wasn't born into a powerful family. He grunted and took a seat on his throne. He began to think about his Grimiore and then using his summoning powers, it came to him. He began to flip through the pages, cautiously, making sure the Hart brother wasn't reading from it, he found a potion that seemed pretty useful. A sleep potion. If anything, he would make it really quick and if he needed it, he would throw it at the Hart, making sure he wouldn't escape.

He rose from his throne and walked over to the dark table in the back of the cave, he set the evil book down, and looked over all his ingredients and various evil tools he had laid out. His favorite was the athame, that he used to kill Phoebe. If only he had stolen her powers. More powers would be wonderful, he pondered about stealing on of the Hart brother's power. Not the youngest though, he already have fire, and premonitions seemed idiotic. Maybe he should take the Molecular Immobilization one, it was pretty useful, especially when you needed someone to just stop.

He returned back to his throne and listened to the question that came from the panicked brother.
"Oh calm yourself, I don't want to clean up your piss off the floor. I don't want anything! What do you have that I want? I only took you as bait, once I get your brothers here, I can evaluate their powers, and see if their good enough for stealing." he said. His voice calmer than ever.

He had to admit, torturing this poor young brother was pretty fun, it seemed as if the brother was starting to surrender.

[NICK JORDAN HART]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, bpx-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; width: 450px; height: 330px; background: url(http://i43.tinypic.com/25sbs6x.png); border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;] [style= background: url(http://i41.tinypic.com/2dbw5ye.png); height: 100px; width: 100px; border-radius: 50px 50px 0px 0px; border: 3px solid #bcaf9e; opacity: .8; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;] [/style] When the demon moved away, the younger one breathed a sigh of relief and orbed what limbs were tied up out of the restraints, but he still remained seated in the throne he had been placed in. The thought of escape was all but thrown out completely, he didn't want to risk his brothers dying. Nick didn't know how weak this guy was, he was automatically assuming that The Source of Evil was strong, especially if the guy had been able to kill the previous Charmed Ones. Again he moved to put pressure on his cut arm, to stop the blood from spilling. After a moment he ripped his already torn sleeve just below the elbow and tied the cloth around his wound so he wouldn't have to keep holding it. Nick was silent as the other moved around the cave, still trying to calm himself down and actually think about this, to try finding some way out of it. The lives of his brothers were top priority though, he didn't want to do anything to risk their lives. Blue eyes looked around, wanting to see if there was anything he recognized about this place or maybe if there was anything that could help him. But when he saw what was on that table from a distance, he couldn't help but shiver a little in anticipation. He didn't know what the man was doing, but whatever it was, it couldn't be good. At some point the youngest Charmed got up and started pacing back and forth, because he couldn't stand just sitting there anymore. He had been fidgeting like mad while he had been sitting there anyway. "Calm?! How the hell can I calm down when you're after my brothers? When I'm... I don't even know where we are right now. What if they can't even find me here? What if they do? What if... God damn it," Nick was as distraught as ever, the panic he was feeling laced into his words. And at those last three words he ran a trembling and frustrated hand through his hair as he looked over to The Source.

[ALISTAIR JAY BLAIR]

This was getting pretty boring, he was wondering when the Hart's would be here, he was anticipating watching them die, and combust in flames. He couldn't take it any longer, especially with a witch walking around all willy-nilly in his cave. He ran a finger through his hair, and couldn't help thinking about destroying this Charmed One here and now, he didn't care about him being bait anymore, he just couldn't take it!

Then he heard the charmed one start yelling, that was it! He was working on his last nerve, he had half a mind to extract the Hart brother's powers, then rip him limb by limb.
"Can you shut the hell up?! Do you not understand what calm means?!" he was yelling at this point, his eyes once again turned pitch black, and he swore his whole body set on fire. He approached the boy, his feet stomping on the ground, when he reached him, he stared into his eyes, and grasped his neck, choking all the last life out of him,
"Shut up!" He said before flaming them both out of his lair and back at the Hart manor, before the Hart brother could die, he let go and watched his body flop onto the floor. He didn't know why he didn't just kill him as he had the chance.

He held out his hand and watched as a energy ball formed in his palm, he held it over the Hart brother, no hesitation he prepared to throw it.

[NICK JORDAN HART]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, bpx-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333a4d; width: 450px; height: 330px; background: url(http://i43.tinypic.com/25sbs6x.png); border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;] [style= background: url(http://i41.tinypic.com/2dbw5ye.png); height: 100px; width: 100px; border-radius: 50px 50px 0px 0px; border: 3px solid #bcaf9e; opacity: .8; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;] [/style] When the man approached him, Nick took a couple of steps back in fear. "Hey... Hey now, wait a second," he said as he tried keeping the distance between them, holding his hands up as if surrendering. His hands moved to pull at the one choking him the second he felt that pressure wrap around his neck. Fruitlessly he was trying to pull free from that hand, again he was panicking and before he could think to orb away they were transported back to his own house. The teen's knees gave out on him when he was released and he collapsed on the ground, his breaths heavy and interrupted by coughs. But he didn't have the time to gather his senses, his eye went wide when he realized The Source was about to chuck an energy ball at him. This time he had the sense to orb behind the man, and his eyes narrowed as he shot fire at the other again. This time he was hoping that it would catch the guy off guard and would actually work, it was probably his brightest idea since he had been kidnapped in the first place.