Disclaimer: The Charmed characters are the property of Constance Burge and Aaron Spelling. I just borrow them for your enjoyment. Ok and mine cause I like writing about them. Now on with the show….

"That is no easy task. Many have tried before us."

"They are mortals."

"They are witches. And powerful ones at that, in case you have forgotten our fallen brother."

"I have not forgotten. And for that we also need our own revenge."

"Then we must be more cautious." He finished getting his point across.

They looked over at each other from across the table. None of the twelve wanting to continue the conversation, but it was one they had to have.

"Look none of us want to do this. But it is something that must be done."

"And done fast. Not giving the youngest a chance to see it happen first." One said

No one wanted to volunteer for the assignment. None wanted to meet the fate of their brother.

"I'll go."

"Don't be ridiculous. You are to young."

"Well you are all older and I don't see any of you jumping here. This is my chance to prove to you what I can do."

"He is right. But it is not them we need to kill."

"It is their whitelighter. After that they will be free game. They will have lost their ability to heal. And without that."

"They are as good as dead." The young one finished seeing his chance to rid the earth of a whitelighter and hopefully a few witches and to prove himself to his elders.

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He paced his small room. His only existence to the world he was in. He felt his rage for the witches inside him. But somehow the rage for the whitelighter was more. But that was his destiny, to kill that one. And then evil would have the upper hand. Because he knew they would then be unprotected. And any demon that came for them would succeed.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes." He didn't even hesitate.

"You know they may be ready for you? They may even kill you."

"A risk I am ready to take."

He watched him for a moment. "Then I wish you luck my son." He said, as he grasped the boy at his shoulders. "Good luck." He finished as he let go and the boy disappeared in a puff of purple smoke.

"Ok I'm going to bed. I am sooo tired." Phoebe said as she slowly staggered into the Manor she shared with her two older sisters

"Phoebs you can't keep pushing yourself like this."

"I know. But it's your fault Pipe."

"My fault?" Piper looked at Prue then back towards her sister.

"Yeah, you shouldn't have brought Creed into P3. You know they are one of my favs."

"Yeah but that didn't mean you had to stay up all night listening to them. Especially when you haven't been sleeping that much at night. And don't even try and hide it from me I have heard you at night." Piper shot back.

Prue listened to her sister and had to chuckle to herself. She too had wanted to say something to Phoebe about the lack of sleep. But as she listened to Piper she knew this was one argument that she didn't have to get into.

"Ok, so, I've had a few restless nights. Doesn't mean I can't go partying once in a while."

"Phoebe there is a difference between once in a while and all the time. With all the demon activity we've had lately you can't let yourself get run down. Like that."

"Ok you know what? I'm going now. G'night sisters." Phoebe shot back not really wanting to get into why she hadn't been sleeping. Getting premonitions that included death, always kept her awake. Especially when the death was one of them.

Prue looked up at her baby sister, "Night Phoebs. Love you."

"Love you too Prue. And you Piper." She added as she made her way up the stairs.

Piper watched as her sister went up each step. "You know she is hiding something."

"I know."

"What are we gonna do?"

"Wait until she is ready to come to us. You know how she gets when we push her with her premonitions."

"What if it's serious Prue? What if its something that we can help her with?"

"She'll come when she is ready. She always does. But if she doesn't fess up tomorrow by dinner, we ask." Prue stated as she cast her eyes to the top of the stairs and the upper levels of the Manor. What was her little sister hiding? That was something she would find out tomorrow,no matter what.

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The images flitter through her mind as she slept. It had been so long since she had a full nights sleep. She watched it as if it was a reel in her mind. But each time she couldn't see who it was, she couldn't see the faces, but she felt the pain as it ripped through her each night.

"AAAUUUUGH!" she cried out as she sat up as she gasped for a breath. She felt the cool night air on her damp body as she pulled her legs to her and wrapped her arms around them and herself. She had to figure this out before it was to late.

She didn't even notice the door open and the figures walking hurriedly towards her. But she leaned into the warm embrace of the person sitting next to her. Easing her pains and her fears, as he slowly drifted back to sleep.

He waited until the time was right. He knew that his plan would soon be spoiled if the youngest got a vision. So he acted fast.

Piper stood in the kitchen making breakfast for the Manor. It was her place to think, especially when they got wake up calls at three o'clock in the morning.

"Hey Sis." Prue spoke as she grabbed her cup and headed for the Java.

"Hey yourself. You look like you didn't get much sleep."

"And I can say the same for you." Prue shot back. "I'm sorry Pipe, just a lot on my mind." Prue apologized as she poured the cream in her coffee.

"That's ok Prue, I think it's the same on mine."

"Any ideas on what we should do?"

"Well you were the one last night that wanted to wait till tonight."

Prue sighed as she recalled spending last night with her youngest sister. "I don't think we can wait." She finally told Piper and herself.

They waited in near silence till Piper had to go to P3. Each sister trying to think of the best approach to Phoebe hidding things from them and waking them up at 3AM.

"I gotta go. Promise me you won't say anything till I get home" Piper looked up at Prue.

"I won't. I need to get going to 415 anyway." Prue said as she placed her mug in the sink.

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Phoebe sat in her room waiting for her sisters to leave. She had to figure out what was going on. As she walked in the attic she looked down at the cover of the BOS and ran her hand over the 3D Triquatra, as she closed her eyes and tried to feel her mother's presence.

"Phoebe?"

"Hey Leo." Phoebe opened her eyes and looked up at her friend and whitelighter.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know. Its just something I need to figure out." She said as she stepped away from Leo and towards the door.

"Phoebe. Piper told me about the nightmares you keep getting. You have to tell them. You can't shut them out."

Phoebe looked over at Leo before stepping up to him and placed her hand on his cheek. "I know Leo. But you, and they, have to give me some time here." She said before she turned and walked out of the attic.

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She had gone out for a jog to clear her mind. Everything that she had seen kept spreading through her mind. She needed to figure out who it was that was hurt so she could prevent it from happening.

Prue walked in the Manor in hopes that Phoebe would be home, but as she called around the Manor she got no answer. When she walked into the kitchen she saw the note on the fridge that her youngest sister had gone out for a jog.

She picked up her camera bag and started to pull out her equipment. But she suddenly felt the presence of another being in the Manor. She quickly spun around to see the demon facing her.

"Time to die witch." he laughed as he tossed a ball of fire towards her, only to have it deflected back at him.

He screamed as he felt the flames consume him.

Prue watched as the demon burst into nothing. Only she quickly recovered, as she spotted the light from the corner of her eye. Just as she was about to use her power again, she realized whom it was. "Leo." she scolded, "You could get yourself killed that way."

"Easy there Prue." He said as he held his hands up in defense. "Look I need to warn you about something."

Prue felt her adrenaline pumping. First she vanquishes a demon with his own fireball and now Leo was here on official business.

"Look, what you just got a visit from could be the start of something bigger. We need to check the BOS." He said with an urgency in his voice as she startede from teh kitchen and made way towards the attic.

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Prue flipped through each page not finding what she was looking for. "Wait. There." Prue said as she recognized the demon that attacked her. "A Gargon? A magical being that is used more as a decoy." Prue read, "What does that mean?"

"It means that something more powerful will be coming soon." Leo answered as his own senses went on alert.

Prue listened to Leo but something seemed wrong, but before she could react felt the hard thump against the back of her head as her world started to spin out of control.

"We meet at last Leo Wyatt. I've been watching you and your charges. But now it's time for you to die." He smiled as he aimed the crossbow at Leo.

Piper ran up the steps, a quick shower and a change of clothes were the only thing on her mind.

"Hey Sis." Phoeb called out as she ran up the driveway.

"Phoebs. What?"

"Jog Sis. That is usually what people do when dressed like this."

"Ya. You seen Prue?"

"No. She must have been gone before I got up." Phoebe said though not wanting to know why her big sister would wait for her.

They entered the Manor together though not expecting the sound they heard from the attic. Turning to look at each other, they quickly ran up the stairs as fast as their legs would follow.

Half way Phoebe realized her premonition was about to come true. As her and Piper burst through the attic door without thought for themselves.

Prue lay on the attic floor trying to get her barrings from the hit she took. She saw the two men standing facing each other but her senses were not completely working. But what she saw next she just reacted as the arrow went sailing towards Leo.

"No!" Prue yelled out as she deflected it with her power sending it safely away from Leo.

Piper and Phoebe busted through the attic door as they looked across at the man dressed in black. His demeanor screamed Darklighter to the both of them.

"PRUE!" they both yelled as they saw their oldest sister on the floor.

But suddenly she felt the pain rip through her, as she then looked down as she saw the arrow protruding from her chest.