Chapter Four
In the attic of the Halliwell Manor, Paige had taken a crossbow bolt and started scrying with it. Phoebe was downstairs, writing a spell, and Piper was in the kitchen, making the strongest vanquishing potion she could, just in case.
Back in the Rowe brothers' small house, however, the three warlocks were lounging around. They knew that it would only be a matter of time, and they were ready.
While Paul and Greg celebrated, Jack sat in the living room, on the couch, staring moodily into thin air. The only reason the two brothers had come to him was because they had become so desperate to overcome the Halliwells' Power of Three with their own. Brendan, who had had a human mother, had given up his powers by becoming a priest. After several years of stewing in their juices, the two remaining warlocks finally turned to their kid brother, the half-darklighter that had never shown any warlock powers.
After talking with him, they had said that, if he joined his power with theirs, he would get an equal share in their conquest. Jack didn't much care. He only did this because they were his brothers. He had started to develop warlock powers, but they didn't show until after he had been shunned by his family. His brothers knew he could cast spells; they had found him in the middle of one. But they didn't know yet about his other power… And then, of course, there was the energy ball power he'd stolen with his athame.
Jack sighed. He didn't much care what this was about. He was the newcomer, and it wasn't really his problem. He had to carry his weight, though, or his brothers would just end up dead. That was why he was there.
Jack felt a chill in his bones. Something was up. It was shortly after that that he could sense a whitelighter, mid-orb, coming from the direction of the manor.
Jack stood. "They're here!!" he yelled.
Paul and Greg Rowe came into the room, watching as the three sisters orbed in. Piper threw her hands up, and the three brothers each threw up a hand. There was a flash, and blue shields appeared in front of each of the brothers, protecting them from the eldest Halliwell's magic.
Paul sent a flow of bluish energy at the three sisters, sending them flying backwards a little ways. The three brothers gathered together behind Jack's piece of notebook paper. Together, they began to chant. "In this time of darkest need-"
The sisters looked at each other. "They're vanquishing us??" With that, Paige grabbed her sisters' wrists and the three Charmed Ones orbed out.
Jack cursed. "Damnit… They're gone!! We need to trap them next time, so they can't escape."
Paul nodded. "Jack's right, Greg."
Greg growled. "Yeah, I know it…"
The three of them went into the other room, where a leather-bound book sat on a table. They began to look through the books aged pages…
