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Apologies and Premonitions

Billie Driving to the Manor from Carmel

Oh. My. Gosh. The sisters were so going to kill me. But the sister I was most scared of was Piper. You don't even want to see her when she's angry with someone-- let alone be in her path. That was how bad it can be, sometimes things starts blowing up. And yeah, I did tell them I would be home by six, but, hey, I wanted more time with my boyfriend.

He lives in Carmel, which is about two hours and nine minutes away from San Francisco and a beautifully town with the most gorgeous beach ever. Between my witchly duties and his apparently tough NoCal classes, we haven't been able to have a regular date that was memorable. Yet, I can still feel the warm sun beating down on my back; the waves crashing against the shoreline; the gulls screeching and mercilessly pooping everywhere; his hair reflecting in the rays of the sun, which brought out the bags under his sexy eyes; and his hands all over me…

Though, with all the murders and a possible demon on the loose, I was on my knees, begging them to let me go.

You know, there really wasn't much on the news about the murders. Yeah, they talk about it, but that was all. And it was kind of boring to hear the same thing over and over and over and over and over and over again. I know there was something going on; why else would Darryl call them about the case? I just wish they would tell me what was going on here! Or did they, and I was not listening? These are the questions that haunt me…

Just great, finally pulled up in front of the Halliwell Manor, and I still haven't been able to come up with a decent lie. Um, I got stuck in traffic, that was good. And I couldn't call to tell them because my phone died. If that doesn't work then I will have to resort to Plan B!

Paige Halliwell Attic of the Manor

Horus

Horus, the god of the sky, was the son of two most powerful gods, Isis and Osiris. At the time, Seth, Horus's uncle, was an evil ruler of ancient Egypt, as well as the original Source and eventually challenged the powers of Isis and Osiris.

Ah, that was where the whole 'Source' thing started. Yeah, I came up to the attic to make sure I was right about the eye thing. Good news, I was right. Bad news, things were a tiny bit more complicated, than we thought.

In many legends, Horus is found battling his equally powerful uncle. In the most- and last- battle, Seth attempts to finish his nephew once and for all, but ends up only injuring Horus' eye.

After many weeks of bloodshed, Horus finally defeats his uncle. As punishment, Seth was mummified, alive, by Horus, himself. Many of Seth's followers and children, Sifters, did not take this lightly. In the end, all they could do was resurrect his powers and give them to a worthy demon. But they were able to curse all of Horus'children, Mediators. An inscription was found at the bottom of the Giza pyramids, loosely translated by an ambitious Egyptologist:

Every 1000 years, a powerful shifter will be able to bring back the Demon Lord Seth, and with his help, Seth will rise again. Twelve days before the Summer Solstice, he will kill one mediator a day and steal his or her powers. On the day of the Solstice, Seth will kill a special mediator whose power is beyond the living and the dead. Then, he will lead the demons to the downfall of all Good.

Great. No pressure. All we have to do is prevent the original Source from destroying all Good and giving evil the upper hand. Okay, all I need to do is find out more about these Mediator/ Shifter characters.

"Billie, where on earth have you been?!" I heard a roar from the living room. Random explosions—varying from small to big—emphasized Piper's tirade as she went further on into it.

Sound's like Billie's home.

"I'm so sorry. I got stuck in traffic and I couldn't call because my phone died," Billie pleaded for sympathy.

Liar. I saw her phone charging yesterday. Better get down there and fast. I orbed down to get there more quickly and hoped some of my furniture will be spared of Piper's rage.

Everyone turned to me when they heard the familiar jingling of the orb. The fight immediately halted, and baffled, yet curious, faces stared me down, clearly asking whether I have any information on anything.

"Despite all the yelling towards me, I will still give you all your presents." Billie strategically took hold of the awkward silence. She dove into her bag and brought out three wooden jewelry boxes. Maybe this was some sort of compensation for being late by, oh, thirty minutes? After Billie passed the boxes out, we studied each of our own box, until Phoebe froze. She looked like she was getting another premonition. When she came back, all of us could tell it was bad, for she was panting.

"There were two people, a young adult, Latino boy and an adolescent girl being attacked by a floating demon," Phoebe started, "They were behind P3, and I heard what sounded like 80's music in the background."

"80's music?" Piper questioned, "But 80's day is in three days!"

"What else did you see?" I urgently urged Phoebe. In three days, more people could be dead with more eye markings on their hand! In three days, two people will be attacked by a floating demon! I honestly think the Elders should give us a break every once in a while! Seriously, we need it. With all this trouble going on, how on earth are we suppose to handle the responsibilities of caretakers of all good?

"The boy was unconscious and the demon was floating over him, and it looked like the demon was sucking out the life force of the guy. The girl was in the corner, crying. The thing that was strange, though, was what the girl said: 'Don't kill Jesse. He doesn't deserve to die again.'" Phoebe paraphrased. "Again"? Is the girl implying that this Jesse person had died before? Or was it a mistake of word choice under duress?

"Weird," Billie said, breaking more of the awkward silence.

The front door creaked open to reveal Leo who obviously came home from the P3 band interview standing there, looking tired. Not a minute too soon, Phoebe bombarded him with what she saw and the things that Daryl has told us, and I informed everyone else about the things I found out from the Book so far. Leo's face darkened and told me to get the Book and look up one more thing in there.