Chapter 11
"Melinda? Melinda, honey, can you hear me?"
"C'mon, Melly, wake up! Please?"
"Melinda, sweetie, if you don't wake up soon, I think your mom's going to kill us all with anxiety!"
I opened one eye.
"Then, tell her to stop worrying because I'm too tired to wake up!" I snapped.
"Melinda!"
Hugs, hugs, and more hugs. Ugh…so tired. I was fully awake now and I stood up with Prue's help.
"Careful," My mom said for the millionth time.
"Mom, I've died four times before fighting demons. I think I'll be able to stand up after being knocked out," I told her.
"You were infected by The Darkness," Annabeth stated.
"I know. But you guys found the necklace and now…" I gestured to myself. "…I'm fine!"
"If you say so," Henry shrugged.
"So what do we do now?" I asked.
"You need to rest. The rest of us need to figure out how to take care of Eric and Cole," My mom said.
"And the Gods…" Thalia mumbled.
Annabeth elbowed her in the arm.
"What do you mean the Gods?" Patience asked.
Annabeth and Percy shared a look while Thalia whistled and looked at the ground. Annabeth gave a defeated sigh.
"Zeus ordered us to give him the antidote once we found it. We found it…but it's around your neck," Annabeth said, looking at me necklace.
I looked down at the necklace. I blinked a couple of times before starting to take it off.
"No!"
Nico rushed forward and made sure it wouldn't come off my neck. I gave him a questioning glance.
"This is the only one in existence. It would only be able to save one God. If you have it though, you might be able to save them all by making a spell," Nico explained.
"Oh my god, Nico you're a genius! Melinda, you're very powerful. Wyatt's the Twice Blessed Child. Chris is half Elder half witch. You and your cousins are the Charmed Ones, the Power of Nine! My sisters and I are the Power of Three. If we combine that… we can stop anything! We are Halliwells and we are charmed!" Prue said.
I looked over at my family's faces. They were all coming to the same realization. We were powerful. We were witches. We were Halliwells. Anything was possible.
"Alright, let's get this started then!" I said.
"We got the spells!" Prue said, taking Patience and Penny's hands and dragging them downstairs, most likely to get paper.
"We're going down to the Underworld," Payton announced.
Everyone looked over at her and her siblings.
"Baby, I don't think—" Aunt Paige started.
"We can do it mom. We're charmed, remember?" Patty asked.
"And I'll go too. Don't worry Paige. I won't let anything happen to them," Prue said.
Prue took hold of Patty's hand, who was holding Payton's hand, who was holding Henry's hand. They all orbed out.
"We got potions," Aunt Phoebe told me, taking my mother and Aunt Paige out of the room.
I looked over at where the dads had been standing. My dad looked like he wanted to help, but there was nothing he could do. Uncle Henry looked the same way, but his hand was inching towards his gun in case something happened. Uncle Coop was watching my brother's and I.
"Daddy?" I asked.
My father looked over at me.
"I need you to go to Magic School with Uncle Henry and Uncle Coop," I said.
"Melinda, I'm not just going to wait there and-"
"Mom lost you once. Please don't let it happen again. Go to Magic School. We can do this. Wyatt or Chris or Henry or the Twins will come and get you when it's over. We love you," I said with a smile.
I had tears in my eyes.
"I'm so proud of you," He told me.
I hugged him for a minute before Wyatt came over to the three guys and waved his hand saying, "Magic School." They disappeared in the flurry of blue lights.
"We need to summon someone," I told my brothers.
"What about me?"
I tuned to the corner to see Ally sitting there, watching me with a frightened expression.
"Ally, I need you to help us," I told her.
"My name is Allyson."
"Allyson, then. Allyson, I need you to help us. My name is Melinda Halliwell. That's my brother Chris and my other brother Wyatt. Were…witches. And I think you're one too."
"What?" Allyson gave a hysterical laugh. "Me? A witch? Ha!"
"Please, just listen. I need you to help me. Help your brother. If we work together, we can save him," I said.
"Jake? We can save Jake?" She immediately sobered.
"I just need you to help me," I said again.
"Whatever I can do. I just want my little brother back," Allyson said.
"Then, come on," I held out a hand.
She took my hand and stood up. We both went back over to my where Wyatt and Chris were.
"We need Christy Jenkins," I announced.
"What?" Wyatt asked.
"You're kidding, right?" Chris asked.
"No. I have to ask her a question," I said.
"Mel, I don't know if we can summon her. She died as a demon," Wyatt said.
"Your point?" I asked, putting a hand on my hip.
"We're going to summon her," Chris said. "There's no point in arguing with her, Wyatt," Chris said.
"Fine. Let's get to it then," Wyatt said.
Five red candles in a circle.
"Using the Power of three,
Twice Blessed and more than thee,
We summon now to our side,
Christy Jenkins cannot hide,
Appear in front of us she will,
Or she shall face eternal hell," I chanted.
"Will and hell don't rhyme, Mel," Chris said, raising and eyebrow.
"It'll work," I said.
We chanted it three more times before there was a sudden flash of bright light and then, a girl with a sort of golden blonde hair and greenish hazel eyes appeared.
"Who are you?" She demanded. "What do you want from me?"
"My name is Melinda Halliwell and I need your help."
"Halliwell? No! Leave me alone or I'll—"
"Hurt me? Kill me? You're dead," I told her giving her a quick, sad, smile.
"What do you want?" She asked again.
"Did you have a son?" I asked.
Chris and Wyatt looked at me like I was crazy.
"You did, didn't you?" I asked again.
"Why would you even think—" Christy was outraged.
"Because I know. You have a son named Liam."
Christy froze.
"This happened before the Triad set you loose to go find Billie, before she supposedly 'saved you'. You had a son and you named him Liam and he was half witch, half demon. He's Chris's age now, isn't he? He kidnapped a little boy the other day. An eight year old boy named Jake. This is his sister, Allyson," I looked over at Allyson and she looked at Christy.
"Her son kidnapped my little brother?" Allyson asked, her voice shaking.
I nodded and Allyson turned to Christy.
"Your son—"
"They took him away from me!" Christy shouted. "They stole my baby boy!"
"You could have stopped the demons any time you wanted to!" Allyson yelled, pointing at Christy accusingly.
"I never wanted him to be bad! He was working for the greater good!" Christy was screaming now.
"You evil witch in my sight,
Burn now with my hate and fright,
Go straight to the depths of hell,
And never return or I'll rip your soul from your shell!" Allyson shouted.
"Allyson, NO!"
Ooooh cliffy! Thank you for reading and PLEASE REVIEW! Thank you, thank you very much! Out of curiosity, I want to see who actually reads these things, so put the words 'The Power of Three will set you free' in your review if you've read this! If you do that, I'll put your name in the next chapter! Until next time…
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