Trapped in the Underworld
The Seer smiled. She got it. Phoebe had no idea, but when she took in the Hollow in order to vanquish the Source, she weakened her soul. And the Source's essence went inside her without problems.
She knew very well the old prophecy. One day a powerful magical being of the side of the good would become the Source.
However, the Source's powers were just like that, simple powers. The future of the Underworld depended on the Seer's ability to manipulate Phoebe, to make her an evil queen.
For two days, she only observed the sisters and Cole in her crystal ball. And she smiled, watching a particular scene:
"Hi...", Cole said softly.
"Hi...", Piper answered looking at the floor. "I was thirst", she said a little embarrassed. For two days, she avoided everyone in the house and now she met just Cole, in the middle of the night.
"Me too...", he grinned. "Piper, I...".
"No... Please, don't tell me that everything will be ok... I don't need this crap", she said with tears came down her face.
"I know...", he said, before hugged her tightly.
Piper cried in his arms for a few minutes, they both in silence all the time. And she blushed a little, seeing that his shirt was wet with her tears: "Oh my God, Cole! I'm sorry... I'm sorry".
"It's ok...", Cole said, stroking her face. He always admired Piper and he hated seeing her suffering this way.
Phoebe was watching them in silence. She couldn't help, but found it ironic that her sister was bonding with Cole. Suddenly she felt a strange feeling in her heart, seeing them together. She didn't like the way Cole and Piper looked at each other. No, Phoebe. You can't be jealous of your own sister. Don't be an idiot. She stepped back and left them alone. She was too tired since she took in the Hollow. Truth was she felt different.
In front of a mirror, Phoebe tried to understand what was wrong with her. Maybe she would to talk to Cole, he was smart and probably would be able to help her. But suddenly she felt being transported to somewhere.
She flamed to a place she knew very well.
The Underworld.
"What the hell was that?", she asked, when she saw the Seer.
"Welcome to her home, my queen", the woman replied.
"Queen?", Phoebe raised an eyebrow.
"The Source can't be vanquished... His essence always would survive. And you are the chosen one to take his powers", she said coldly.
Phoebe's eyes widened in realization. That was why she felt so strange these days. The Source's powers were inside her: "You lied to me...", Phoebe slapped the Seer's face.
"Anger... I like that...", the Seer said, wiping the blood from her lips.
"You're insane. I want to go home!", Phoebe said firmly.
"You're the Source now. Like it or not... You belong to the Underworld!", the Seer raised her head.
Phoebe sighed: "You're lying...".
The Seer smiled: "No... And you know that, you are different now. You're not a Charmed One anymore. And your precious sisters are enemies now. When they find out, what you are, they will destroy you".
Phoebe stepped back: "No, they would save me... They would never try to kill me".
"Don't be so sure, my darling... Don't be so sure...", the Seer waved her hands and Phoebe fell unconscious on the floor.
"Is it really for the best?", the Wizard asked, when he entered the Seer's chambers.
"She's the chosen one; I know that. The Source's essence chose her, like I foresaw...", the Seer told him, looking at Phoebe.
"It's a matter of time until she learns how to control the Source's powers. She can be dangerous for the Underworld", the wizard warned her.
"I know that. That's why we need to be wise and fast...".
"And how do you pretend turn her?", the man asked curious.
"I will poison her against her beloved sister and Belthazor", the Seer let out an evil smile.