Charmed
Another Side, Another Story
The Oracle, The Witchlock and The Archlighter
(Part 11)
Prue sits on her steps. Darryl has left. Prue watches over Graham and Whitney's house. She gets up and heads into the manor. She wanted to talk to Whitney about Andy, but she decides to let it go. He's gone. If he could come back, she knows in her heart he would.
Whitney was allowed to let her know he had moved on to a good place. On top of that, he spoke with the Elders and Leo, which let her know he wanted her to continue being a Witch, continue saving innocents and doing Good.
She would.
Prue heads into the house to change clothes and prepare to rid the world of the threats against Whitney and the threats against her and her sisters.
~!~
Phoebe and Piper arrive back at the manor.
"Prue!" Piper calls for her. She and Phoebe receive no answer. Phoebe goes to check the kitchen. Piper stands at the staircase and calls up the stairs, waiting for Phoebe.
"She's been busy," Phoebe says, returning from the kitchen. "Busy brewing potions."
"Guess that means she's in the attic," Piper says.
Piper and Phoebe climb the stairs for the attic. Upon reaching it, they find Prue sitting at the low table that sets in the middle of the attic. On the table, there are three potions and Phoebe's spells.
"Hey," Prue says. She turns toward them when she feels their presence.
"You okay?" Piper asks.
Prue stands and nods. She smiles. "Yeah, I am."
Piper and Phoebe see Prue looks good, and she looks like she's in a good place. They finally believe her.
"What did you guys learn?" Prue asks.
"Nothing good," Piper says. She sighs.
"We found out there are nine brothers," Phoebe says. "And their leader, their father, vanished 16 years ago."
"So once we take out these two," Piper says, "we'll be down to seven. And by now, the rest of the family knows us, so we can look forward to seeing them."
"Better they come after us than Whitney," Prue says. "We'll take them." Prue reassures Piper. "He didn't vanish." Prue tells Phoebe. "Graham's father. Graham's mother banished him to the Underworld. My guess? He secluded himself to protect his reputation."
"Did you ask him his father's name?" Piper asks. "That information might come in handy later."
"No," Prue says, "but when I get a chance, I will."
"Sounds good for us," Phoebe says, "right? If Graham's mom banished him, he probably won't become our problem."
"Unless her spell wore off after her death," Prue says, "and he's been biding his time until he finds the opportune moment to kill Whitney, now us. That is to say if his sons don't get the jobs done first."
"Prue," Piper says, "I don't need this kind of stress in my life."
Prue wraps an arm around Piper and gives her a slight shake. "We'll be fine."
"What have you been up to?" Phoebe asks.
"Working on our plan of action," Prue says. "We'll summon Orlin again." She tells Piper. "You'll freeze him." She tells them both. "If the other Warlock appears, or any other Warlock, I've got a sleep potion, an immobilizing potion, and an explosion potion."
"Look at you Wicca Wonder," Phoebe says.
Prue smiles. "We'll use your spell to take out Orlin, and I have a backup spell for Warlock no. 2."
"What spell?" Piper asks.
"An oldie," Prue says to Piper. "You'll like it." She tells Phoebe. "To celebrate our anniversary." She picks up the potions. "You two ready?" She hands Piper the immobilizing potion, she hands Phoebe the sleep potion, and she keeps the explosion potion for herself.
"Ready as we're going to be," Piper says.
"Let's do this sister Witches," Phoebe says. She wraps her arms around both her sisters, and they walk out the attic.
~!~
Detrius stares at Orlin.
"What are you talking about?" Orlin asks.
"The three Witches we faced earlier," Detrius says.
Orlin holds his head in his hands. "I'm having trouble remembering anything from earlier today. I'm having troubling recalling the past couple days."
"Do you remember finding Graham and Whitney?" Detrius questions him.
"I found them?" Orlin replies.
"The Witches did this to you when they summoned you," Detrius says, more to himself than to Orlin. "It's the only explanation."
Orlin disappears. As they did before, the Witches have summoned him.
Detrius is furious. Their father is right. If these are the three Witches they are trying to find, they are nuisances and need to be erased.
Detrius blinks after Orlin.
~!~
Orlin appears in the sitting room. Prue, Piper, and Phoebe surround him. Piper freezes him and follows up with throwing her potion at his feet. Orlin unfreezes quickly, but when he tries to blink out nothing happens.
Each sister has a copy of Phoebe's vanquishing spell ready. They say the spell at the same time.
"Evil being, troublesome rat
Dark Warlock, loathsome gnat
Fall, falter, disappear
Go, get, be gone from here"
Orlin explodes, and they each take a step back. They watch as an essence lingers. It hangs in the air. The essence moves toward the foyer. They turn to see the second Warlock absorbing the essence.
"Hello ladies," Detrius says. "The name's Detrius, and I will be the last Warlock you'll ever see."
They watch Detrius change. He takes on his Demonic form. Large bat-like ears erupt from his head. Fangs protrude from his mouth, fangs almost as long as an arm. Leather-like wings fuse with his now bulging arms. Runic tattoos take refuge on his bare muscular chest. An inhuman roar comes from his mouth.
Piper tries to freeze him, and Detrius takes a step toward them.
"Worth a shot," Piper says and proceeds to panic.
Phoebe throws her potion. Nothing happens. Piper throws hers. Detrius catches it with his mouth, crunches it and swallows it, glass and all.
Piper makes a scared, terrified noise.
Detrius takes more steps toward the sisters. He shoots an Energy Ball from his mouth, and Prue deflects it back at him. He staggers back, but he recovers. He opens his mouth and emits a shockwave. Piper slams into the wall above the staircase and lands on the stairs. Prue flies back onto the dining room table. Phoebe gets knocked into the couch in the sitting room.
Prue swings herself to the side of the table and heads into the sitting room with a determined expression on her face. "Phoebe!"
"I'm alright," Phoebe says, rising up from the couch.
"Check on Piper," Prue commands.
"I'm fine," Piper exclaims. She struggles to stand on her feet. She makes sounds expressing her pain and frustration with this Warlock. "Let's get this bastard!" Phoebe helps Piper to her feet.
Prue runs toward Detrius. Piper and Phoebe watch, moving back into the sitting room. Prue performs a front flip kick charged with her Telekinesis. She sends Detrius toward the ceiling. He hits the ceiling and falls back into the manor doors. Prue stands from bended knee. She glares at Detrius a moment before she joins her sisters.
"Prue!" Phoebe exclaims. "You been practicing!?"
"What do you think I've been doing the past month?" Prue says.
"Ugh," Phoebe says. "I want an active power."
"Focus," Piper says.
Prue stands in-between her sisters and holds their hands. Detrius struggles to his feet.
"The Power of Three will set us free," Prue says. Her eyes set on Detrius.
Piper holds Prue's hand with both her hands, understanding what spell wants to use. She sets her eyes on Detrius. "The Power of Three will set us free."
Phoebe smiles, thinking that's a great anniversary spell. She hooks an arm around Prue's while she holds her hand. "The Power of Three will sets us free."
Detrius fires another Energy ball, but it bounces back at him due to an unseen force.
"The Power of Three will set us free," They chant together. "The Power of Three will set us free. The Power of Three will set us free."
Detrius' Demonic form is stripped from him, and it becomes wailing particles that encircle him. The sisters can see Orlin's face in the particles.
"The Power of Three will set us free," The sisters continue to chant. Detrius falls to his knees. He becomes particles that encircle his deteriorating body. "The Power of Three will set us free. The Power of Three will set us free!"
Detrius becomes no more than particles. The particles all swirl together, merge into one, and explode.
"The Power of Three," Phoebe says.
"The Power of One," Prue corrects her. She looks at both her sisters and smiles.
"I need a massage from Leo," Piper says, "or a drink."
Prue and Phoebe laugh.
At the same time, they all see a glowing light. Grams appears.
"Hello my darlings," Grams says. "Happy Anniversary."