Drawing a pentagram on the floor. Evil Prue was placed in the center of it. With one wave of his hand two dozen candles of varying earth-tone colors appeared around the evil Prue. The scent of the candles filled the air creating a rather pungent mixture of a dozen scents that are pleasing when smelled separately.
Gideon raised his hands, closed his eyes and slowly turned counter clockwise.
"Ama signa trelsa lusto mobento!" he chanted repeating is over and over. "Ama signa trelsa lusto mobento! Ama signa trelsa lusto mobento! Ama signa trelsa lusto mobento!"
The room began to vibrant and then shake as if an earthquake was happening. The furniture bounced around as lightning flashed which was amazing since not only was the room devoid of windows, but Paige was not even sure of what was outside Magic School.
Changing to another chant Paige did not even recognize the language he was using. It sounded ancient like the guttural sounds of prehistoric man. The room continued to vibrant and the lightning continued to flash as evil Prue began to stir.
"Oh. Naw eva bone in ma bada hurts. Whar in havens name's dis place?' she asked leaning on one very sore arm. She shook her head twice as her eyes fell on Paige. "Ya agin? Whar dem dups of ma systers? Dem angies is dad!"
Gideon glanced over once as Paige tried to calm the evil Prue. "Look, Prue. We're sending you home. Everything is going to be fine. You'll see you sisters shortly. I hope!" she said glancing over to Gideon.
"Ya ain't sandin' me anywhar, ghosty," she cursed. With one evil nod of her head, Paige flew backwards.
Gideon shouted to Paige over the howling of the wind, "Secure your charge quickly!"
Paige stood up and called out, "Crystal circle!" Six crystals appeared around Prue as a cage of electric charge surrounded her.
Prue struggled with the sides of her prison, but the walls would not give.
Gideon saw the strange power that this whitelighter possessed and mark it for possible future use.
"Let ma ga, ya daughta of the claud nine. Ima warna yu, ghosty!" she cursed rattling the bars of her cage.
Paige approach her as Gideon pointed at her and she was hit by his bolt of something causing her to fall down. From her body arose a mist that circled and hovered and then floated over to the mirror. The mirror became foggy and a new storm brewed within it. Flashes occurred within it as pictures quickly appeared and disappeared.
Gideon let out a big sigh as he appeared to be finished. "Behold the various dimensions. Each one different in scope and different in composition. That sample of her essence is now searching throughout the cosmos for her one and only true reality. Leaping and sliding from place to place," he concluded.
"Impressive," remarked Paige.
"And quite exhausting," replied Gideon as he wiped his brow. "But a good practice session for me. When the right place is found, he picture will stabilize."
Prue looked up an sneered. "Yar jas goin' to dump ma somewhar. I'll be last in tha mass fer-eva!"
"Sure. Don't bother trusting us. With you here with the real Prue, both universes will go ca-ca," explained Paige.
"I'm tha RALE PRUE!" she cried out in desperation. She reached out and got caught in the electric charge and cried even worse in pain.
"Miss Paige is quite right. An imbalance would cause havoc everywhere," agreed Gideon as he concentrated on the shifting planes.
"Amen. I've experienced both," replied Paige.
"And where might that be?" asked the headmaster.
"From my experience, limited as it is," said Paige softly.
"For one so young you do have the experience and knowledge of fighting more than your average number of demons and warlocks, Miss Paige," explained Gideon looking closely. "Almost to the extent of the Charmed Ones themselves. You are full of secrets Miss Paige."
"And let's keep it that way. Please," asked Paige.
"As you wish," he said as his hand passed over the crystal ball on his desk. Curiousitykept pulling at the Magic School headmaster."Hmm?"
"What is it?" asked Paige.
"Ya, wha 'bout ghosty thar?" asked the curious Prue.
"Interesting. Your magical origins appear to be mixed. Your parentage includes both whitelighter and witch blood," he said eying closely Paige as her own blood ran cold. "That could be a very bad combination to this world," he said softly. "Yes. indeed."
Paige gulped knowing thatGideon that went after her half-witch/half-whitelighter nephew. Paige said nothing as the light coming from the various planes suddenly stopped flickering. Paige nervously pointed to the mirror
On the other side was an exact opposite copy of the office they were in without any of the people.
"Behold your world, Prue," he said staring at the mirror. "I never suspected just a copy could exist. But both the evidence of this a place and of the alternate Prue proves me wrong."
Paige approached the mirror and looked closely. Even the writing on the books was in complete reversal. "Talk about your "through the looking glass" scenarios."
"And now my dear 'charming' Prue," he said in jest, "You have to leave this world too. Behold the mess on the other side!" Clouds began to gather in the mirror as more havoc descended onthe two worlds.
"Ah ain't gonna ga in thar, purdy face," she gaffed at the Elder.
Paige stood up in front of her as close as she dared get. "Actually you are, sister dear. Not that it hasn't been fun, but we've seen that last of you, "PRUE" she called out as Prue disappeared in orbs. Paige flung it toward the mirror and it went through the glass and she reappeared on the inside. Looking frightened for the first time another figure in black appeared, grabbed her and she disappearred. Even though too fast to see,Paige had a feeling it was her own evil whitelighter counterpart watching after the same Prue.
"Excellent," said Gideon looking very pleased with himself. "We worked together very well, my dear Paige. Care to help me here in Magic School?" he asked raising his voice slightly.
"I just might do that someday," replied Paige with quite a bit of irony in her voice since that would eventually come true.
"My loss for sure. And that is a very interesting power you have. I have never even heard it mentioned before in all the chronicles I have read. It is obviously a manifestation of your mixed heritage," observed Gideon.
"Ain't that the truth? My greatest thanks for helping me with her," said Paige, "But I have to get back to the real Prue. It's been a pleasure and a major education. See ya soon," said Paige as she orbed out.
Gideon sighed, waved his hand and the mess disappeared. He put the books back on his reading table as he heard a noise from behind him. Used to sudden impositions forom the magical world, he swung around on his heels and sent a bolt at the mirror which bounced off or was repelled.
"Not an unexpected reaction. I would have done the same," said the duplicate of Gideon standing in the mirror. "In fact, I think I can anticipate most everything you can think of Gideon," he said with a slight evil hintin his smile. "Because I am you."
"You are not like the other one," Gideon said indicating the evil Prue. His counterpart was almost an exact duplicate of himself.
"Granted. They are on the extreme side. As for me I can appreciate both sides. My world and yours. Knowledge of the other places and of all magic does give us an advantaged? Does it not?" he asked smiling.
Gideon agreed. "This is true. We do have a better understanding of the greater good."
The mirror Gideon flinched. "Oh, not the way I would have put it, but I believe we are thinking along the same lines. And as you thought, the joining of the whitelighter and witchcreatures could be disastrous for both worlds.Much as letting our counterparts crossover."
"Yes, that is true. We will have to keep a close eye on Paige and any of her kind," agreed Gideon.
"Fine. Then we are in agreement. But you are fatigued after that marvelous display of magic. How about for a nice game of chess?" he asked a a gameboard appared devided by the large mirror.
Gideon stepped over to the mirror. "Yes, that might be deverting. I'll be white. Of course."