Paige and Phoebe strutted towards the demon that shimmered away before they could get their hands on him.

"What the hell did he mean by 'only one of you will survive'?" Paige exclaimed angrily, directing her question at Chris.

But he wasn't paying attention; he was gazing at the four strangers who were now on their feet.

Phoebe walked to them slowly as if they were a pack of savage wolves instead of a few confused people. "You guys are ok this is just uh a dream! Yeah that's right and uh you'll be waking up anytime soon." She told them lamely.

One of the young women who was among the group snickered. "Who are you kidding? I know this isn't a dream and I think I can speak for all of us when I say I know who you are."

A tiny girl in the group nodded her head. "You're one of the 'Charmed Ones'." She said as she tucked a strand of her chestnut colored hair behind her ear.

Phoebe was taken aback. She stole a glance at Paige who looked perfectly composed.

"Aren't you the least bit surprised that they know who we are?"

Paige waved a careless hand. "Not really, I mean they should know who we are after everything we've done for the magical community." She replied cockily.

"So are you guys' witches?" Chris piped up.

The small girl with chestnut hair stretched out her hand. "I'm Lola Pennvelyn. I'm part witch part cupid." She told them professionally.

"Part witch part cupid? Is that even possible?" Paige asked, while shaking her hand. Chris shrugged.

"Oh you guys are ones to talk. Part witches part white lighters, anyone?" Phoebe retorted with a mischievous smile.

Paige stuck her tongue out at her and Chris smirked. "Continue please." He told the remaining strangers.

A muscular guy with dark blond hair held out his hand stiffly. "I'm uh Jake." He said awkwardly. Paige took his hand and noticed that he shot an inquisitive look at Phoebe, and she grinned. It sure didn't take long for someone to scope out her sister!

A tall girl with long black hair pulled back into a plait and sparkling green eyes stepped up next and extended her hand. "I'm Emma Crandall, no hybrid just a witch and proud of it." She told them with a smile. Chris shook her hand slowly and found himself staring at her longer than he was supposed to. He let go of her hand quickly and cleared his throat.

"And uh you are…?" he questioned looking at a tall guy before him.

"Preston Bolet, just a witch nothing more." He told them.

"Oooh Bolet… very French." Paige said subtly. Her eyes studied the young mans and she had to hold back a smile. He was cute!

Phoebe caught her sister staring and elbowed her. "So any of you guys know where we are?"

Lola shrugged. "Beats me, I was just reading up on the Salem Witch Trials and here I am."

Suddenly there was a large rumbling sound and the whole room began shaking. Everyone fell back as the room was transformed to look like an arena. The demon they had seen before shimmered in behind them. "

I'm sorry to cut in on the pleasantries but we do have a battle to begin here you know."

"What the hell are you talking about just get us out of here!" Phoebe yelled.

"Yeah see I can't do that, the audience wants to see a good fight and that's what they're going to get."

"What audience?" Emma asked.

The demon waved his hand and in response to her question, a bunch of demons appeared in the seats above them.

"Now, I will randomly select who you all will fight and whoever wins continues on to the next round. Eventually, one of you will win and that one will be released from this game. As for the others, they will… well let's just say that it's in your best interests to win."

All of them had stood up by then. "And what happens if we refuse to fight?" Preston asked.

"Oh trust me; you're going to want to fight. I mean, all you goody-goody witches wouldn't want innocent people to die now would you?"

"What are you talking about?" Phoebe growled.

The demon snapped his fingers and a collar appeared around all of their necks. With another snap of his fingers they all fell back once again, writhing in pain as the collars shocked them and grew tighter around their necks. The demons in the stadium cheered and roared with obvious content. The demon in front of them laughed. "So I'll take that as a yes." He snapped his fingers and the collars stopped shocking them and they loosened their grip on their necks but they did no vanish. "See, I'm going to leave those on just in case any of get any funny ideas. Now, let's see who's up first."

He waved a hand and a scoreboard in front of them began shuffling pictures. It rang loudly and the pictures of Phoebe and Lola appeared.

"Ah there's nothing I like more than a good catfight." The demon mocked. He swung an arm and Chris, Paige, Emma, Preston, and Jake went flying to the other empty side of the arena. They landed on their backs painfully but they quickly got up and looked out to the middle of the arena. It had been transformed into a rocky terrain that you would probably encounter on your way up a mountain. Phoebe and Lola were looking around frantically. The head demon that had been with them a moment ago shimmered to where the other demons were cheering and whistling. When he spoke, it sounded as if he had magically magnified his voice.

"Good evening fellow demons! This is Bruno your favorite Game show host of them all! Now who's ready to see a good witch fight?"

The demons cheered in response. Bruno grinned. "Well that's what we're here for! Now let me encourage our contestants once more and we'll begin." He snapped his fingers and they all watched as Phoebe and Lola screamed in agony as the collars tightened around their necks and shocked them.

"Phoebe!" Paige cried.

Chris held her back. "There's nothing we can do, Paige. If we try and help her they'll kill us."

"Don't you think they're going to kill us anyways? I HAVE TO HELP HER! She's my sister!" Paige shrieked.

Bruno seemed to hear her and he turned to the demons. And just to make sure that our other contestants won't interfere…" He waved his arms and just as Paige was about to jump from her seat a force field appeared and she was thrown backwards by it's force.

Preston and Chris helped her up. "It's all up to her now." Chris whispered.

Suddenly, a bright light was lit in the center of the arena and Phoebe and Lola stopped writhing in pain. They stood up slowly as Bruno called out, "Let the fight begin!"

Author's Note: I hope everyone likes the story so far and don't worry, your characters will get to speak more and do more in the next chapter. The position of Piper is still open as I have decided to not include Prue in the story. Anyways, please review and the next chapter will be up soon. I don't own "Charmed" or any of its characters.

Merry Christmas!