Chapter 9: More Awkward Conversations
Well, I told them everything. Form Jesse the ghost to, well, now. At least they looked like they believed me (only after casting a truth spell on me).
Yeah, did I mention that they are witches ("good witches," as Phoebe kept on emphasizing on the "good")?
Weird, isn't it? I mean, Father D. always said that there are chances of other beings with similar "gifts" from God. And I kid you not. There are tons of millions of witches, warlocks, fairies, familiars, lepracons (yes, lepracons!) and the list goes on- as well as whitelighters or guardian angles for the mortals.
Also they have a really cool book called the Book of Shadows- it's pretty much like an encyclopedia for magical creatures. But every time I ask to look on the page for Shifters or the guy that kidnapped Jesse (Seth, I think his name was…why was it so familiar?) they just pull me away from the book, explaining in their version about what was going on and not even explaining everything.
"Look, Suze, are you sure there's nothing else you know?" Piper pleaded. Oops. I forgot to mention about the dreams, but what are dreams? I mean they're just a figment of our imaginations, right? As I was leaving toward the kitchen Phoebe grabbed me, but then she froze.
Phoebe Halliwell
I tried to stop Suze, I knew she was hiding something…I should know, I'm an empath. But when I grabbed her, I got more than what I bargained for:
We were in a hallway that led to a fountain. Lockers and doors surrounded us. I diverted my attention from the fountain to Suze…she was in a stanza that I all know to well…we were about to fight. I looked to my left and found my sisters holding couple of vials and a piece of paper.
"The only people who are willing to fight me are three witches and a newbie shifter?" Seth laughed tauntingly, "Give it up already! No spell or potion will stop me, especially after this last sacrifice!" he materialized and held up an old man in priest clothing, his glasses barely hung on. For a split second Suze weakened her position but suddenly found new strength to fight, clearly blinded by fury.
"Let. Him. Go!" Suze ordered, her fists clenched even further.
"Sorry, Susie-Q, but he needs him, and there's nothing you can do; Seth is too powerful, even for these witches," spat a blonde, blue eyed boy that shimmered behind her. Her face became even more sour as she turned, about to kick him, but he grabbed her leg and twisted her. "Now, you should play nice, Susie, if you don't, then I will be forced to do things that I really don't want to do," the boy continued to goad her. In his hand a knife appeared, accompanied with Jesse in front of it.
"You wouldn't," Suze maliciously whispered.
"I wouldn't, but I can't guarantee the same thing for Seth," he sarcastically pondered.
"Help," the old man wheezed.
"Don't worry, all your troubles will be all over soon," Seth cooed in the man's ear. Suze unwittingly went after him, only ending up slumping against a wall. Jesse tried to break free of the boy's grip by gutting him with his elbow. As they fought, Piper and Paige threw their potions at Seth's feet, but nothing worked. The old man had a gash at his throat. Seth brought the lockers down upon Paige and Piper. Jesse fell at his opponent's feet with the same knife that once was at his throat, now in his back.
"Do you see know, witch?" Seth roared, "Nothing can stop me, I'm invincible!" Before I could even react, I was delivered the same fate as everyone else…
"Phoebe, Phoebe! Wake up!" Piper screamed. Then someone threw water all over me. I found myself on the couch in the living room. I tired to talk, but water inhibited me to speak.
"What did you see?" Paige urged me.
"Our demise."
