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A/N: Wow, that took a lot faster than I thought. All right, so I didn't need to change as much as I thought I might in the first three chapters so I got them done pretty quickly. The one thing that I did change is my grammar, cause wow did it suck. It's better now but not perfect. The little star thingys (asterisk) mean that the chapter been updated. So here are the first three updated , but not to changed, chapters. We who are about to write salute you.

P.S: forth chappie will be up next weekend, I hope.

Lost and Found

"Did you find anything yet, Paige?" asked Phoebe as she entered the Conservatory. She made her way to the couch and sat down next to Piper, tucking her feet under her body. Next to her, Piper had her head laid on the couch's back and her feet were propped up on the table. Paige was leaning over a table by the large, bay window.. In her hand was a scrying crystal with she was circling over a map of San Francisco.

"Nope. Nothing yet." She had been standing there for what seemed to be hours, but in reality had only been a few minutes. Still, her arm was starting to get tired of the constant circling. She gave an impatient sigh and looked over at her two sisters as they sat comfortably on the couch. "Why do I always get stuck with the scrying?"

"Because you're the little sister and you get to have all the fun jobs." answered Phoebe with joking sarcasm. Paige just rolled her eyes and shook her hair so that it fell over her shoulder and out of her eyes. The scrying crystal jerked down, landing on a place on the map. It's about time, thought Paige as she let out a breath.

"Looks like we found ourselves a demon." she told her sisters. They both raised their heads to look at her and Piper stood up stretching out the cramp in her leg and helped Phoebe up.

"Where are we going," asked Piper as she walked over to Paige and took her hand. Phoebe did likewise.

"To the park." And within the blink of an eye they disappeared into blue lights.

They orbed into a green, open field of the park and looked around trying to spot the demon. Though it was a warm, sunny afternoon, the park was nearly deserted. A few people were further up the hill, but were not in clear viewing.

Paige spotted the demon near a clump of trees and calling to her sisters, they ran over to it. They approached slowly so not to catch his attention until they were ready to make their move. The demon did not seem to hear them approach as it continued about its business. It was crouched near an object that was laying on the ground near by. Piper could just see make out a head through the opening in the demon's arms. She had a sick feeling in her stomach at the thought of the demon killing a human. It seemed humanlike itself, but it's back was to her so she couldn't tell if it was human. The demon was sifting through a cloak that lay nearby, apparently having been removed from the body.

"Hey!" called Piper, trying to get the demon's attention. The demon looked up as if startled, then turned around to face the disturbance. Piper saw that despite its human form, its face was definitely not humanlike. The first thing she noticed was its eyes; they were a mustard yellow color, almost like a cat's, with large pit black pupils. Its skin was a sickly, pale color with a tinge of blue and was stretched tightly across its skull. The demon's black lips were parted in a gruesome smile, its tongue poking out between. It gave a low hissing sound almost as a warning, but remained where it was.

"Piper, blow him up," said Phoebe, but Piper didn't need telling. Her hands were up targeted towards the demon, but before she could blow him up he shimmered out and was gone. Surprised that the demon hadn't tried to attack them, but still on her guard, keep her hands at the ready and looked around the place.

"Where'd he go?" she asked her sisters.

"I don't know," answered Paige. She too was looking around the park to see if he had reappeared anywhere, but he hadn't. Thinking that he was gone for good, Phoebe wandered over to where the demon had been.

"Oh my God," she whispered, looking down at the body. The face was mauled beyond recognition, but by the lean form, she guessed it to be a women. The cloak besides the women was torn into strips. Obviously the demon was looking for something. Phoebe glanced down the length of the body. She caught a glimpse of something silver in the women's dead hands. Kneeling down, she pried open the cold hands and nestled on the palm, was a necklace. A bright red jewel with a star carved into it, hung on a polished silver chain. The jewel seemed to shine, yet the sun was hidden by clouds; it was if it had a life of its own. "It's beautiful," she whispered to herself, reaching out a hand. Just as she was about to take the amulet, another pair of arms encircled her, dragging her to her feet and away from the corpse.

"Phoebe!" One of her sister's called out in warning.

Instinctively, Phoebe lifted her legs from the ground and used the momentum of her landing to throw the demon over her shoulder. It landed on its back, but quickly rolled to its feet and advanced again. Snarling, the demon directed a punch towards her head. Phoebe ducked, avoiding the fist by mere inches, then proceeded to levitate a few feet off the ground, and kicked the demon in the face with the heel of her boot making it fall back.

"Piper, get him," she said as she blocked another of the demon's punches. Seeing Piper raise her hand, Phoebe quickly kicked the demon in the stomach making it double over clutching its stomach, with it's clawed hands and allowing her enough time to retreat. The demon, wobbling a little as it straightened, didn't have enough time to react and shimmer out before Piper could blow it up. He exploded, without so much as a cry, and vanished in a flash of flames. With the demon vanquished, Piper and Paige turned their attention to Phoebe, who seemed a bit unsettled.

"Are you alright?" asked a concerned Paige, coming over to her older sister.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Phoebe said as looked over her body for any scratches; there were none. "No worse then usual."

"What kind of demon was that?" asked Piper.

Paige shrugged. "We'll check the book when we get back." She reached out for her sisters' hands so she could orb them back to the manor. Phoebe pulled back her hand.

"Wait," she said and began to walk over to the clump of trees where they first saw the demon.

"What are you doing?" called out Piper to her sister's retreating back, but Phoebe didn't answer. She made her way back to where the body was, her eyes immediately going to the amulet in it's hands. It still lay brilliantly standing out against the dark cloth, again drawing attention to its beauty. She reached out her hand again towards it, ignoring the warning calls from her sisters. Her fingers touched the surprising warm red stone, then closed her fist around it and pulled her hand back. The necklace now rested in her hand and she could feel its warmth spread throughout her body, along with something else. Looking back to the body, she saw it slowly fade until it was no longer there. Stunned, she looked around the space, but there was no evidence to where it had gone. There wasn't even an indentation in the grass where it had lain only a second ago. Phoebe slowly got to her feet and with a last glace at the grass, went back over to where her sisters stood, waiting.

"What's that?" asked Piper, gesturing to the amulet that was still in Phoebe's grip. Phoebe looked down at her hand, obviously she had forgotten she was holding it. She stuffed it quickly into her pocket before answering,

"The demon was after it," she said assuming the demon had been after it, the corpse had not had anything else of value it seemed. "We could use it to find out more about what was after it and why." Her sisters didn't argue so they took a hold of Paige's hand and orbed home.

The chamber was dark, lit only by a few well placed torches on the wall; the light reflecting dully off of the stone adding to the dreariness. In the center was a round table made of stone with it's top made of wood. Situated around the table were ten chairs. Nine were positioned around the table evenly spaced with the tenth on a raise platform at the head of the table.

The council was in session and each of the chairs were occupied with a figure in a black robe and a hood drawn over their face shielding it from view. That all sat solemnly and no one spoke or moved. In the high chair, the occupant leaned back, his hood brushing up against the back of the chair. The tips of his fingers were pressed together and his head was lowered as if in deep concentration. He looked out at the others seated at the table, and though he could not see their face, he knew what they were all thinking, he could sense it. They were worried, as was he, and frustrated.

We are running out of time, he thought to himself impatiently. Each day it slips further and further from our grasp. He willed himself away from the thoughts of what could happen and tried to focus on the task that was at hand. They need to find it, and find it fast. But there was little else he could do; he already had the best searching for it, all of their energy focused into finding it. But what have we to show for our efforts, he thought again. Nothing. He let out of sigh of frustration, which echoed loudly in the silence. Some of the members seated stirred, feeling his disturbance and he immediately scolded himself for letting his composure slip. He was supposed to be the leader and show strength and calmness.

A sound of approaching feet could be heard coming towards the chamber. They paused at the only entrance being stopped by the guards posted there then a messenger, dressed like all the others, entered. He quickly crossed to the high chair and with a quick bow, approached it. The man in the chair looked at the messenger, expectantly, and felt the eyes of everyone else in the room glued up to the high chair.

"My lord," the messenger said, trying hard to keep the excitement out of his voice. "We have found the location of the amulet."