"What is going on?" asked Leo when he got home, a few minutes later. "Where is Jersey? What's wrong with Christina?"
"Remember my dream, Leo?" Phoebe told him.
"Yeah, that one from a long time ago?. Wait. That was about to come true?"
"I think so. We save Christina, but we couldn't save Jersey. I can't find her anywhere. Leo, can you sense her?"
Leo closed his eyes and tilted his head back. He let his mind search for Jersey's being. He opened them again. "No," he said to Phoebe.
"JERSEY!" Jordan was hysterical now. "Where are you?" Cole picked up the six-year-old and held him close, but Jordan began kicking and screaming. Cole set Jordan down to prevent being kicked again. Jordan began to transform. He turned himself in a bird. It was a gigantic black bird. Phoebe grabbed at one of the wings, but couldn't prevent Jordan from flying off. Jordan left the Earth and flew in the direction that he sensed Jersey had been taken. He circled everywhere he had known his sister to love, but couldn't find anything. He went back to where his mother and older sister and brother were waiting for him. He turned himself back into a human.
"Mommy!" he sobbed, "Where is she?"
"I don't know, sweetie, we'll find her," she comforted her youngest son. She looked sideways at Cole. Should she trust him? Who was this Balthazor who took Jersey? What was he going to do with a six-year-old witch who didn't even know that she was a witch? She used her powers for fun. She froze toys. She deflected balls. She didn't use them to defeat demons. What were they going to do with her?
She saw Christina crying on the steps of the house. Melinda, who had come home with Leo, was sitting with her. Melinda had inherited the power to freeze from her mother. The girls were sitting together, Melinda comforting Christina. Phoebe looked closer. Christina wasn't really crying. She just had her head forward, and Melinda knew it! They must have put together an act. Christina must have astral-projected herself. But to where? She got her answer soon enough.
"Melinda." Phoebe said to her older sister's daughter. "Where is Christina?"
"She's right here." Melinda put in. She wasn't going to let to location of her best friend go out to easily. Christina had found out that Melinda was also a witch on her thirteenth birthday, when Melinda had frozen the cake that Jersey had knocked over by accident, and then deflected around the room.
"Where did she astral-project herself?" asked Phoebe.
"Nowhere." Christina stood up. She and Melinda walked into the house and ran up the stairs to go to the attic, where the original book of shadows was kept.
"I'll find out." Phoebe told herself.
Christina and Melinda ran up the stairs. "Ok, where did she go?" asked Melinda, "You astral-projected yourself to her. Where is she?"
"I don't know. When I astral projected myself, I ended up in mom and dad's bedroom back at my house." Christina told her.
"Why are we going to the attic?" asked Melinda.
"You know, we're going to scrawl for her. Maybe we'll find her after all. Maybe she's really at my house. After all, that was Balthazor. And Balthazor is my father."
"No he's not. They took the demon out of your father. That was somebody completely different."
"I know, but still." Christina used her powers to flip through the book until it opened to the page entitled Scrawling. She looked at the page. "This says we need a map, a crystal, and a piece of string."
Melinda and Christina walked down to Melinda's room, where she kept crystals hanging from the ceiling. She pulled one of them down, and then was pleased to see that the string came down with it. They walked down the stairs and into the living room. Melinda walked over to the place where they kept the maps. She pulled a rather large one of the entire world out of the pile. "Kind of big, isn't it?" asked Christina.
"She could be anywhere." Melinda told her. They ran back upstairs. For some reason, Christina felt like this battle was for her and Melinda to face without any grown-ups. She looked over at Melinda. The feeling was mutual. Christina spread the map out, and Melinda held the crystal above it. She circled the crystal above the paper. The crystal jolted from place to place, when it finally landed on Christina's house.
"This sucks!" yelled Christina. "I can't even find my baby sister!"
"It's not your fault. Astral-project yourself to your house. Explore for a few minutes. If anybody sees you, just come back." Melinda told her.
"Ok." Christina projected herself to her house. She ended up in the living room. She looked all over. She couldn't see Jersey anywhere. She went over to the stairs and climbed them. She looked through her room, Tim's room, and the twin's room. She didn't see Jersey in any of them. It didn't make any sense! Jersey couldn't change shape, Jordan could. Jersey could only freeze time and deflect things. She remembered last time, when she had astral-projected herself to Jersey. She had ended up in her mother and father's room. She cautiously opened that door. She wasn't ever allowed in, usually, so she felt a little intrusive. She walked through the door and into the room. It was huge. There were memorials of demons everywhere. Some were ripped clothing. Others involved pieces of broken furniture. She looked through every place in the room. There was nothing there. Christina cautiously opened the door of the closet. She saw Jersey in there, being held back by the Balthazor demon.
"JERSEY!" she screamed. Jersey wiggled and tried to free herself, but couldn't. A knife appeared in Balthazor's hand. He plunged it through Christina, but Christina astral-projected herself back into her body.
"Did you find her?" asked Melinda, who was looking worriedly at Christina.
"Yeah, she's at my house. What's wrong?" she asked.
"Look." Melinda pointed to Christina's stomach. There was a small knife wound, not very deep, right where the demon had hit her. Christina screamed. That was just an astral-projection of herself. She isn't supposed to be hurt!
"Dad!" yelled Melinda. "I need you!"
Then everything was black.
"Remember my dream, Leo?" Phoebe told him.
"Yeah, that one from a long time ago?. Wait. That was about to come true?"
"I think so. We save Christina, but we couldn't save Jersey. I can't find her anywhere. Leo, can you sense her?"
Leo closed his eyes and tilted his head back. He let his mind search for Jersey's being. He opened them again. "No," he said to Phoebe.
"JERSEY!" Jordan was hysterical now. "Where are you?" Cole picked up the six-year-old and held him close, but Jordan began kicking and screaming. Cole set Jordan down to prevent being kicked again. Jordan began to transform. He turned himself in a bird. It was a gigantic black bird. Phoebe grabbed at one of the wings, but couldn't prevent Jordan from flying off. Jordan left the Earth and flew in the direction that he sensed Jersey had been taken. He circled everywhere he had known his sister to love, but couldn't find anything. He went back to where his mother and older sister and brother were waiting for him. He turned himself back into a human.
"Mommy!" he sobbed, "Where is she?"
"I don't know, sweetie, we'll find her," she comforted her youngest son. She looked sideways at Cole. Should she trust him? Who was this Balthazor who took Jersey? What was he going to do with a six-year-old witch who didn't even know that she was a witch? She used her powers for fun. She froze toys. She deflected balls. She didn't use them to defeat demons. What were they going to do with her?
She saw Christina crying on the steps of the house. Melinda, who had come home with Leo, was sitting with her. Melinda had inherited the power to freeze from her mother. The girls were sitting together, Melinda comforting Christina. Phoebe looked closer. Christina wasn't really crying. She just had her head forward, and Melinda knew it! They must have put together an act. Christina must have astral-projected herself. But to where? She got her answer soon enough.
"Melinda." Phoebe said to her older sister's daughter. "Where is Christina?"
"She's right here." Melinda put in. She wasn't going to let to location of her best friend go out to easily. Christina had found out that Melinda was also a witch on her thirteenth birthday, when Melinda had frozen the cake that Jersey had knocked over by accident, and then deflected around the room.
"Where did she astral-project herself?" asked Phoebe.
"Nowhere." Christina stood up. She and Melinda walked into the house and ran up the stairs to go to the attic, where the original book of shadows was kept.
"I'll find out." Phoebe told herself.
Christina and Melinda ran up the stairs. "Ok, where did she go?" asked Melinda, "You astral-projected yourself to her. Where is she?"
"I don't know. When I astral projected myself, I ended up in mom and dad's bedroom back at my house." Christina told her.
"Why are we going to the attic?" asked Melinda.
"You know, we're going to scrawl for her. Maybe we'll find her after all. Maybe she's really at my house. After all, that was Balthazor. And Balthazor is my father."
"No he's not. They took the demon out of your father. That was somebody completely different."
"I know, but still." Christina used her powers to flip through the book until it opened to the page entitled Scrawling. She looked at the page. "This says we need a map, a crystal, and a piece of string."
Melinda and Christina walked down to Melinda's room, where she kept crystals hanging from the ceiling. She pulled one of them down, and then was pleased to see that the string came down with it. They walked down the stairs and into the living room. Melinda walked over to the place where they kept the maps. She pulled a rather large one of the entire world out of the pile. "Kind of big, isn't it?" asked Christina.
"She could be anywhere." Melinda told her. They ran back upstairs. For some reason, Christina felt like this battle was for her and Melinda to face without any grown-ups. She looked over at Melinda. The feeling was mutual. Christina spread the map out, and Melinda held the crystal above it. She circled the crystal above the paper. The crystal jolted from place to place, when it finally landed on Christina's house.
"This sucks!" yelled Christina. "I can't even find my baby sister!"
"It's not your fault. Astral-project yourself to your house. Explore for a few minutes. If anybody sees you, just come back." Melinda told her.
"Ok." Christina projected herself to her house. She ended up in the living room. She looked all over. She couldn't see Jersey anywhere. She went over to the stairs and climbed them. She looked through her room, Tim's room, and the twin's room. She didn't see Jersey in any of them. It didn't make any sense! Jersey couldn't change shape, Jordan could. Jersey could only freeze time and deflect things. She remembered last time, when she had astral-projected herself to Jersey. She had ended up in her mother and father's room. She cautiously opened that door. She wasn't ever allowed in, usually, so she felt a little intrusive. She walked through the door and into the room. It was huge. There were memorials of demons everywhere. Some were ripped clothing. Others involved pieces of broken furniture. She looked through every place in the room. There was nothing there. Christina cautiously opened the door of the closet. She saw Jersey in there, being held back by the Balthazor demon.
"JERSEY!" she screamed. Jersey wiggled and tried to free herself, but couldn't. A knife appeared in Balthazor's hand. He plunged it through Christina, but Christina astral-projected herself back into her body.
"Did you find her?" asked Melinda, who was looking worriedly at Christina.
"Yeah, she's at my house. What's wrong?" she asked.
"Look." Melinda pointed to Christina's stomach. There was a small knife wound, not very deep, right where the demon had hit her. Christina screamed. That was just an astral-projection of herself. She isn't supposed to be hurt!
"Dad!" yelled Melinda. "I need you!"
Then everything was black.