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"Are they ready?" Came a commanding voice from the other side of the cave. Everard glanced up from his work to face the tall, impatient yet undeniably beautiful demon before him.

"They're ready." He confirmed, returning to the potion he was mixing, but the job you want them to do; it's impossible you must know that." Adriana raised her eye brows at him but did not respond. "To go up against the charmed ones is suicide, even for the number you have requested." He explained.

"I've told you I can protect them." She stated coldly, "The charmed ones will not be able to kill them." Everard just shook his head, unable to believe that this demon would be able to hold off the Charmed ones power. Choosing his words carefully so as not to anger the temperamental demon, he tried again.

"Still." He pressed, "Even if you can protect them, they don't have the power to kill the sisters." Adriana smiled darkly.

"They don't need to kill them." She stated harshly. "I don't want their lives, I want their power, and for me to get that they need to be willing." Everard couldn't understand how this demon could be so confident.

"The charmed ones would never give up their powers willingly." He argued, but by now the female demon had lost patients with his endless questions and Everard suddenly found her cold, bony fingers gripping tightly to his neck before being roughly shoved against the wall, the cold blade of an atheme pressed firmly to his neck.

"They will when I have my leverage." She hissed, throwing him to the floor. "And your soldiers better get it for me Everard or the Charmed ones will be the least of your worries." Then without another word she shimmered out, leaving Everard scrambling to make the final preparations for the attack.


Piper Halliwell was in the kitchen preparing dinner, when suddenly she heard a scream from the lounge. Without hesitation she dropped the packet she was holding, allowing all the pasta in side to scatter across the floor as she ran towards the noise. As she rounded the corner, her hands at the ready to fight off the anticipated demons, she was surprised to see her four year old daughter, Melinda, sprawled across the coffee table in floods of tears- but with no assailant in sight. Piper quickly dropped her arms, hurrying over to her youngest child, enfolding her small form swiftly in her arms.

"Hey sweety." She said softly, gently stroking her hair as she tried to calm her down, "What are you doing down here, I thought you were playing with Wyatt." Melinda nodded sadly, her tears lessoning slightly in her mothers arms.

"I..I was." She whimpered, "b..but then I w..w..won and he...he...orbed me...away." She cried, her tears renewing as she thought about her brothers unfairness." Piper rolled her eyes, angered by her eldest son's attitude. She gently put Melinda down on the sofa before walking to the bottom of the stairs.

"Wyatt Matthew Halliwell, you better get down here at once mister!" She yelled. Behind her came the familiar jingle of a white-lighter's arrival as Wyatt orbed in.

"What?" He asked innocently, ignoring the sounds of his little sisters sobs.

"Don't you 'what' me!" Exclaimed Piper, "What have your father and I always told you about using magic on your siblings?" She asked, trying to control her temper which was already at a dangerous level after a long day trying to sort out P3's finances.

"Only in emergency's." Recalled Wyatt duly.

"Then can you please explain to me what dire circumstance required you to orb Melinda away?" She asked. Wyatt however wasn't paying attention any more. He was frowning at the floor in intense concentration before his head suddenly shot up in panic.

"Chris is in trouble." He declared, orbing away before Piper could ask for more detail.

Piper's heart leapt as she raced up the stairs, sprinting as fast as she could to her second son's bed room. When she saw it was empty her brain instantly jumped to the worse conclusion, she ran inside, checking every possible place where her son could be hiding, before running to Wyatt's room and then Melinda, each time desperately searching for her son's who couldn't be found. She was about to give up hope, when she heard a crash from above her. The attic.

When Piper got up there her eyes were met with a terrifying sight. Chris was over by the window, frantically using his telekinesis to send the creatures away from him. But he was only eight, and his powers weren't strong enough to kill them so they kept going back for him, getting closer and closer despite all Chris' efforts.

Meanwhile, Wyatt was using his newly developed power of a heat wave to try and take out the demons, but some how it didn't seem to affect them at all other than forcing them to keep their distance. Although Wyatt hadn't yet developed it enough to kill, it should have at least knocked them out, and yet nothing Piper's sons did seem to make any real impression on the strange creatures that were attacking them.

Piper took all this in in seconds and quickly leapt into action, sending attack after attack at the invaders. This too however didn't seem to do much more then knock them back a couple of paces and Piper knew that their only choice was to run.

"Wyatt, find your sister, and take her to magic school!" She called desperately as she tried to get closer to her other son. "Find daddy and tell him to warn your aunties." Wyatt nodded but hesitated, glancing over at where his little brother was still struggling to keep the creatures back. "Don't worry." She comforted, "I'll get him. You just need to protect Melinda. Can you do that for me?" She asked. Wyatt nodded again, and this time he orbed away leaving Piper to turn her full attention to Chris. "Chris sweety, I need you to orb over to me." She instructed calmly, seeing the terror in his eyes. Chris made no motion to indicate that he had heard her, but Piper had a feeling that he was to scared to take any of his power away from his telekinesis. "Chris, Please!" She cried again, a little more desperation in her voice, "I can't get to you, so I'm going to need you to be very brave now and orb to me." Chris just shook his head, his eyes were wide as he backed further away from the oncoming creatures who had now turned all their attention away from Piper as they advanced on Chris. Piper considered attacking the creatures, but as she couldn't destroy them, all it would do would be to push the attackers closer to her son.

Only when Piper saw Chris collide with something however, did she realize what he was really doing, as he stood between the creatures and the podium, Piper knew that Chris wasn't orbing not because of his fear, but because he was determined to protect the book. The book that Piper had always taught her sons was the key to their powers, the book that they knew no demon should ever be allowed to steel.

"Chris!" She cried, not wanting her son to be hurt protecting an object which had enough power to protect it's self from any number of evil beings, "It's okay, you don't need to worry about the book!" As she spoke however something strange began to happen. Just as the closest creature reached out to grab Chris, it's arm was shocked back by an invisible force. Another creature tried, and then another. Each time there was some sort of orange electricity which seemed to be protecting Chris from harm.

"The book's protecting him." Came an amazed voice from behind her. Piper spun around, ready to attack the latest intruder, but was relieved to be faced with her sister, Paige, who had apparently orbed in whilst she had been screaming. Smiling slightly at Pipers expression Paige explained, "Leo called me and told me what happened the moment Wyatt told him. He thought you could use a little help- although why you didn't call be in the first place..." Paige broke off when she saw Piper's face had changed from relief to annoyance at the lecture.

"Paige, will you please just rescue him!" Exclaimed Piper in disbelief, not knowing why Paige wouldn't do it straight away. Paige looked like she was going to say something else, but one look at Piper told her it wasn't wise and instead she disappeared in a cloud of blue orbs, reappearing in a similar manor on the other side of the room as she grabbed her struggling nephew. "Take the book as well." Called Piper, who seemed to have calmed down now Paige had secured her son. Paige causally placed her free hand on the book, orbing all of them back to Piper, who promptly grabbed Chris' free hand and they were all transported safely to magic school, where a very concerned husband was waiting for her, with two nervous children.

"Mummy!" Squealed Melinda as soon as they all arrived. She quickly disentangled herself from her brothers protective grip, practically falling over herself to get back to her mum's warm embrace.

"Chris, thank goodness." Breathed Leo, picking up the eight year old and holding him close to him, before putting him on the arm of a near by sofa, and kneeling down, setting a stern expression on the young boy. "Now Chris, what have we always told you you're meant to do if a demon attacks?" He asked, greatly disappointed by Chris' reckless actions. Contrary to Wyatt when his mother had given him a similar lecture earlier, Chris at least did look ashamed of how he had ignored his parents rules.

"I know, I'm sorry." Said Chris, bowing his head, "I did call out like you said I should, but I don't think mum heard so I called out for Wyatt instead." He said. "I know I should have orbed here, but I didn't want them to get the book. Aunt Phoebe told me all those stories of the bad things that happened when the demons used to get their hands on the book, and I didn't want them to happen again." Leo could see that Chris was genuinely trying to do the right thing, and knew he shouldn't be too harsh on him, but still, he didn't know what he would have done if he had have lost Chris.

"Oh, buddy." He said, slightly more softly, "You know the book can protect it's self, and we always get it back when ever it gets stolen." He pointed out. "What's important is you, and making sure that the demons never get you. Now I need you to promise that the next time there's an attack, then you'll orb straight here, or at least to your mum, okay?" He insisted. Chris looked up into his dad's kind eyes, and Leo could see his own bright green eyes were watering. He nodded weakly and Leo brought him into another hug, but before either of them could say anything else, they heard a sudden noise behind them.

"Aunt Phoebe, Uncle Coop!" Exclaimed Wyatt, running quickly over to where they had just beamed in with their three daughters, six year old Prue, four year old Parker and Payson who was only eighteen months. The girls all looked terrified whilst the adults were grimly staring at Piper and Leo.

"Let me guess." Said Piper dryly, "Weird creatures attacked and went for one of your children?" Phoebe nodded her head wearily as she carried her gurgling youngest daughter over to the coach. Coop followed her with Prue and Parker still timidly clinging to his side.

"Did they attack the manor too then?" Asked Coop, frowning at the thought of this latest threat to the Halliwell family. Before anyone could answer his question however, Paige, who was looking considerably paler then she had been a few minutes earlier, cut in.

"Wait, if they've attacked at your house." She said, directing her words at Phoebe, "And they've attacked at the manor..." She broke off, allowing everyone to reach their own conclusions whilst hopefully not scaring the younger children.

Before anyone could speak Paige had orbed away, reappearing in her half destroyed kitchen. She scanned around for any sign of life but all she could see, to her surprise, were two of the creatures lying dead in a pool of green blood, a myriad of holes piercing their bodies. She tried calling out for her family, but no one responded. He heart began to pound more an more as she moved towards the corridor. Near the staircase she suddenly heard whispered voices, leading her to the lounge where she firstly spotted Henry's abandoned, empty gun, the contents of which, Paige guessed must have been emptied into the two creatures in the kitchen, She moved around the furniture, making her way to the gap between the sofa and the wall, where her daughters often hid when they played hide and seek. There, to her relief, she saw her husband Henry, alive if slightly bruised, shielding their four year old twin daughters.

All three of them let out audible sighs of relief when they saw her, each rushing to their feet to be the first to embrace her. Paige however couldn't miss the obvious absence, nor the tears in all their eyes.

"Where's Junior?" She choked.


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Special thanks to Naruto Loves FemKyuubi who helped me with the ideas for this story, read my draft and encouraged me to publish!