I'm considering ending this story in the next couple of chapters. It's already pretty long. Don't worry; ending this story doesn't necessarily mean the actual story is over, it just means I'll be writing a sequel to it. I'm pretty much out of ideas in season four. The sequel would take place in season five, probably near the end of the season. Like right before the Titans. If anyone wants more for this story, then I need more season four ideas. I'm out, but if someone else will supply them, I'd be more than happy to write them. If I get nothing, that's what you'll get from this story and you'll have to look for the sequel. I promise the sequel will be released within a few weeks of this story ending. So, unless there are any ideas to give me, the next chapter or two will be it for this story.
Chapter 36:
Jerome returned to his old cave. It was still a pile of rubble from when he had destroyed that demon. Jerome used his telekinesis to reshape it and had an astral clone bring some tar from the tar pits to hold it together. It worked well enough. The cave smelled horrible, but Jerome knew that the odor would eventually fade away.
Jerome thought about the potion he must have been force fed. It must have amplified his emotions to a terrifyingly high degree. Jerome had tried blasting lightning since the battle with the Love Eater, but it drained him like it did before. His powers were sealed once again. Why had he saved the sisters? Why had he fought so hard to protect them? They hated him, scorned him, exiled him, and yet he still gave everything he had into fending off Amenti so the sisters could vanquish him. Why? If he had allowed Amenti to kill the sisters then he would have full access to the Power of Three. He could restore his powers and overthrow the Council. He would have had the power to do everything he had dreamed of doing since the Power of Three prophecy. But he didn't. He instead risked everything he could to protect the Power of Three. He even chanted a spell to temporarily multiply their power by twenty. Why? The potion had drawn out his emotions and amplified them; it didn't create any new ones. He must have had some desire to protect them, actually protect them, rather than regain his powers, or he wouldn't have felt the need to risk himself like that. What could possibly be the reason for that? Why did he care?
The sisters at the time were taking care of the cupid Amenti had captured. "What's your name?" Phoebe asked him when he finally woke up.
"Coop," he replied.
"How are you feeling?" Paige asked.
"Am I out of that monster's lair?" Coop asked.
Piper nodded. "Then I feel fine. Do any of you have my ring?" Coop asked.
Phoebe stuck her hand in her coat pocket. "Yeah, I have it here," she said.
Piper looked at Phoebe. "Where did you get that?" she asked.
"I think Jerome dropped it and I guess I picked it up," Phoebe replied.
"That doesn't sound very certain," Piper said.
"Well, we had just been attacked by the single most powerful demon we have ever faced, forgive me if I was a bit dazed," Phoebe snapped.
Phoebe found the ring and handed it to Coop. He put the ring on. "Thanks," he said. "Before I go, can I get some water?"
"Sure, I'll go get you some," Piper said. Piper walked into the kitchen, poured several glasses of water, put them on a tray, and started carrying the tray into the living room. She made it about two feet before the tray fell to the floor.
Phoebe heard the crash and heard Piper yell in frustration. "What happened?" Phoebe shouted.
"My hand just phased through the tray," Piper yelled back. "Paige, could you come help me clean this up?"
For whatever reason (not even Paige knew why, but Phoebe thought it was because Coop was extremely attractive), Paige felt torn by the request. Paige collapsed onto the floor and Phoebe heard Piper scream. "What's wrong?" Phoebe asked.
"Paige, please don't do that!" Piper shouted.
"I can't exactly control it, now, can I?" Paige said from the kitchen.
Phoebe, confused, walked into the kitchen and saw Paige's face in the puddle that was on the kitchen floor. "Oh, Paige, you astral projected into the puddle," Phoebe said.
"Thanks for the notice, Pheebs," Piper said.
"Could you please just get me back into my own body?" Paige asked.
"Alright," Piper said. Piper blew up the puddle, ejecting Paige back to her own body and splashing water all over the kitchen.
Paige started, feeling wet and very loose. She got up off the floor and looked at Coop. "Sorry about that, we just got new powers and haven't learned to control them yet," she explained.
"So, maybe I should just go. I'm sure I can get water somewhere else," Coop said. He waved and Beamed out of the manor.
Steve was kneeling before the Source, pleading for his life. "Please, Amenti was hasty and rash. He took too great a risk, and there was nothing I could do to stop him. Please, don't kill me," he begged.
The Source looked at Steve for a while. "Your loyalty has proven very useful. I don't have any other demons that are as blindly loyal to me as you. You loyalty has spared you, for now. However, fail me again and you will be destroyed," he said.
"Yes, my liege. Thank you, my liege," Steve said.
"Now, begone from my sight!" the Source commanded. Steve bowed and Shimmered away.
Author's Note:
I know this was a short chapter, but like I said before, I have no more ideas for season four. This story was meant to be in season four, so moving into seasons five and six would belong in a different story, like a sequel. I won't post anything for a while (meaning at least four days) without any ideas. If I don't get any I'll write one final chapter and end this story, and start working on the sequel. Any ideas please leave me in the form of a review, and since this will likely be one of the last few chapters I post, feel free to leave any comments on the story and how it's been.