Pain in My Tut
Written by Not So Charmed
Prologue
The Seer's dark hand gripped the table of mahogany that was in the middle of the Source's lair. Her braided locks of raven were as always in the same way, wrapped in the scarf of crimson with an outfit to match her. Her eyes had no hue but were a milky white. Her knuckles started to match her outfit when the vision engulfed her so deeply that she had not felt the Source, Cole, walk into the lair.
"Is there something I should be worried about?" he asked softly in almost a
superior manner.
But the Seer was still attached to her vision and when she finally let go, she was a living grimace. She breathed in softly and tried to steady herself, but failed. She fell on her knees to the charcoaled smelling floor. "Bowing to me?" asked the devil himself. "Are you getting weak Seer? There are many younger than you are in the dark realm."
At this Seer immediately stood up and straightened her posture. Indeed, she was ancient but she had come to far, she retorted, "I have come to far to crumble at the hands of another Seer's visions!" She hissed softly, and then with a sly smirk she added, "I do not have a witch to keep me fresh and rejuvenated, or a demon as well."
Cole was furious by this, crimson stained his cheeks, and in his palm formed a fireball. He snickered softly and then threw the fireball at her, in a sort of veil she disappeared only to re-appear at his side. "I am sorry, my lord." She placed a hand on his shoulder. "As for my vision- I saw your future son, and Phoebe who was binding his powers. Your wife wanted to give him the normal life that she never had."
Cole shrugged this off, and walked to the table and pulled out his golden chair and thought about this several seconds. "But as soon as dies he gets his power again? Correct?"
Seer shook her head and slid over to his side like the snake she was, "No, she and her sisters will find a way to bind him for eternity, in death as well. This could destroy all our plans! Master, you must reinforce that you would want your baby to have a so called Charmed life."
Cole sighed softly and then smirked. "Well the girls are at the museum spending some time with the youngest sister, Paige."
Seer sighed, "Wait down here until they get home. This could be one of our hardest assignments yet."
Cole simply smiled and held out a hand, in which a warlock appeared on bended knee. A plan quickly devised in his head as he looked at the warlock, "Go to the museum, capture the Egypt exhibit tour guide and pose as him. Get lost from the witches; I don't care what you do to the other victims. Then go back and kill the witches, leave the one with levitation alone. Do you understand?"
"Yes, master." And in another burst of flames he disappeared.
Written by Not So Charmed
Prologue
The Seer's dark hand gripped the table of mahogany that was in the middle of the Source's lair. Her braided locks of raven were as always in the same way, wrapped in the scarf of crimson with an outfit to match her. Her eyes had no hue but were a milky white. Her knuckles started to match her outfit when the vision engulfed her so deeply that she had not felt the Source, Cole, walk into the lair.
"Is there something I should be worried about?" he asked softly in almost a
superior manner.
But the Seer was still attached to her vision and when she finally let go, she was a living grimace. She breathed in softly and tried to steady herself, but failed. She fell on her knees to the charcoaled smelling floor. "Bowing to me?" asked the devil himself. "Are you getting weak Seer? There are many younger than you are in the dark realm."
At this Seer immediately stood up and straightened her posture. Indeed, she was ancient but she had come to far, she retorted, "I have come to far to crumble at the hands of another Seer's visions!" She hissed softly, and then with a sly smirk she added, "I do not have a witch to keep me fresh and rejuvenated, or a demon as well."
Cole was furious by this, crimson stained his cheeks, and in his palm formed a fireball. He snickered softly and then threw the fireball at her, in a sort of veil she disappeared only to re-appear at his side. "I am sorry, my lord." She placed a hand on his shoulder. "As for my vision- I saw your future son, and Phoebe who was binding his powers. Your wife wanted to give him the normal life that she never had."
Cole shrugged this off, and walked to the table and pulled out his golden chair and thought about this several seconds. "But as soon as dies he gets his power again? Correct?"
Seer shook her head and slid over to his side like the snake she was, "No, she and her sisters will find a way to bind him for eternity, in death as well. This could destroy all our plans! Master, you must reinforce that you would want your baby to have a so called Charmed life."
Cole sighed softly and then smirked. "Well the girls are at the museum spending some time with the youngest sister, Paige."
Seer sighed, "Wait down here until they get home. This could be one of our hardest assignments yet."
Cole simply smiled and held out a hand, in which a warlock appeared on bended knee. A plan quickly devised in his head as he looked at the warlock, "Go to the museum, capture the Egypt exhibit tour guide and pose as him. Get lost from the witches; I don't care what you do to the other victims. Then go back and kill the witches, leave the one with levitation alone. Do you understand?"
"Yes, master." And in another burst of flames he disappeared.