In San Francisco...
"Put it down Lark." Blake commanded.
"I just want to have some fun." Lark replied.
"Just put the television down." Blake repeated.
"Oh, like this?" Lark said and let go of the television set and it crashed and broke all over the floor.
"I wanted to stay here just a while longer. I haven't gotten anything yet." Blake said.
"Oh relax. They'll send someone to clean it up." Lark told him.
"Are we allowed to hurt people?" Blake asked.
"I don't know. But that would be fun!" Lark squealed.
"You're not allowed to kill anyone. Not yet anyway." Lavin had appeared.
"Oh, it's you." Blake said with disgust in his voice.
"Yes, it's me. No killing. You'll get to kill later. Right now just go cause some more damage. That TV was hardly anything to gloat about." Lavin said and sneered at the crashed television.
Lark had a small hurt look on her face, but that disappeared and she said, "Fine! I'll just have to go and destroy something huge! Come on Blake, let's go."
Lark and Blake left the store. Lavin gave one last disgusted look at the smashed television and shimmered out.
Lark and Blake had made their way downtown and were looking for something fun to do.
"We could rob somewhere." Lark suggested.
"Or, we could set something on fire." Blake said.
"Ooh, fire. That sounds fun. What did you have in mind?" Lark asked eagerly.
Blake just pointed to a nearby park with lots of trees. They both smiled evilly and rushed over to the park.
--
At the manor...
Prue and Phoebe were gone out, so Piper decided that she would catch up on the news.
Piper sat back and listened to the news reporter.
"And in other news, unexplained fires at the Dundaff Park have been springing up some real interest. Now we'll go to Jim down in the park. Jim?"
"Thanks Ted," said the reporter, "No one knows much about how these unusual fires. Park-goers didn't notice anything suspicious and weather conditions aren't out of the ordinary. It's not too hot...certainly not hot enough for trees and park benches to suddenly burst into flames. Everyone is at a real loss for this one."
Piper sat up. Things bursting into flames for no reason?
Piper turned off the TV and started to call for Leo.
"What's up?" Leo asked after he had orbed in.
Piper turned on the TV and pointed. Footage of the burning park and firemen were still playing.
"All right, so there's a maniac out there starting fires." Leo said.
"Oh come on. The things just started bursting into flames!" Piper exclaimed and turned off the TV.
"Piper, just because fire is involved somewhere doesn't mean that demons are involved. You're way too jumpy." Leo said with a smile.
"I can see that I won't get any help from you. I'm calling Prue." Piper said and picked up the phone.
Leo took the phone from Piper and put it back down.
"Piper, I'm sure it's perfectly human. The police can handle it." Leo assured her.
Piper still wasn't sure, but she relaxed.
--
Across town...
"That was a hoot!" Lark exclaimed as they walked out of the park arm in arm.
"Yeah, we should really burn things more often. What should we do now? We've got a full day ahead of us." Blake said.
"I don't know. He said we couldn't kill...so what about torture?" Lark suggested with an evil grin on her face.
Lark and Blake were strolling down the street looking for someone to "have a little fun with" and a woman came up to Lark.
"Hey Phoebe! What's up?" The woman asked enthusiastically.
"Who me? Of course me. Heh. Oh, um, nothing new with me really." Lark replied.
"Same with me. Don't you just wish that something exciting would happen?" The woman asked.
Lark was going to say something, but Blake said something instead. "Be careful what you wish for."
The woman gave him an odd look and walked off.
"She certainly has some weird friends." Lark commented as they continued walking.
"All of these people are so boring." Blake said and looked around at all the people that were on the streets.
"Uh-oh. Quick, hide!" Lark exclaimed and they both ducked in an alley.
"Why are we hiding?" Blake whispered.
"Look." Lark whispered back and pointed across the street.
"It's the real us...the real them... it's them.... oh, it's Phoebe and Cole." Blake said. He really didn't know how to classify them.
"What should we do?" Lark asked.
"I don't know. They're coming this way." Blake replied.
"What should we do?" Lark asked again.
"I would say leaving would be best right now." Blake said and took Lark's hand and shimmered away.
--
In Aere's lair...
Blake and Lark had just shimmered in. Aere was busy scolding Lavin.
"You were seen killing a witch!?" Aere asked outraged.
"It-it-it was an-an accident M-M-Master." Lavin replied. Lavin stuttered and slurred his speech when Aere was angry and scolding him, it was an old habit of his.
"Of course it won't happen again, because the one who saw you will surely kill you." Aere snapped.
"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry M-M-Master." Lavin said sheepishly.
"As you should be!" Aere roared. "Who was the one who saw you?"
"It-it-it w-was Ch-Ch-Charmed O-One I be-believe." Lavin finally got out.
"What?!" Aere roared. He was breathing heavily because of his anger.
"I-I-I will des-des-destroy her f-f-for you M-Master." Lavin said.
"No, you're mistake was too great. I must send them." Aere gestured toward Lark and Blake.
"But Master!" Lavin objected. He had risen from his knees.
"But nothing. You have failed me. Do not come back to me until you have the blood of Onwa." Aere said. He wasn't making eye contact with Lavin like Lavin was something disgusting that didn't deserve his gaze.
"Master, Onwa is the most powerful of his kind." Lavin said.
"Yes, and if you truly are the prodigy you claim to be, you should be able to get me his blood. Go." Aere said. Aere walked over to Blake and Lark and started to talk with them.
Lavin looked at them with disgust. They should not be talking with his Master. They were not worthy. Only he was worthy.
Lavin picked up a dagger from the altar and disappeared.
"Put it down Lark." Blake commanded.
"I just want to have some fun." Lark replied.
"Just put the television down." Blake repeated.
"Oh, like this?" Lark said and let go of the television set and it crashed and broke all over the floor.
"I wanted to stay here just a while longer. I haven't gotten anything yet." Blake said.
"Oh relax. They'll send someone to clean it up." Lark told him.
"Are we allowed to hurt people?" Blake asked.
"I don't know. But that would be fun!" Lark squealed.
"You're not allowed to kill anyone. Not yet anyway." Lavin had appeared.
"Oh, it's you." Blake said with disgust in his voice.
"Yes, it's me. No killing. You'll get to kill later. Right now just go cause some more damage. That TV was hardly anything to gloat about." Lavin said and sneered at the crashed television.
Lark had a small hurt look on her face, but that disappeared and she said, "Fine! I'll just have to go and destroy something huge! Come on Blake, let's go."
Lark and Blake left the store. Lavin gave one last disgusted look at the smashed television and shimmered out.
Lark and Blake had made their way downtown and were looking for something fun to do.
"We could rob somewhere." Lark suggested.
"Or, we could set something on fire." Blake said.
"Ooh, fire. That sounds fun. What did you have in mind?" Lark asked eagerly.
Blake just pointed to a nearby park with lots of trees. They both smiled evilly and rushed over to the park.
--
At the manor...
Prue and Phoebe were gone out, so Piper decided that she would catch up on the news.
Piper sat back and listened to the news reporter.
"And in other news, unexplained fires at the Dundaff Park have been springing up some real interest. Now we'll go to Jim down in the park. Jim?"
"Thanks Ted," said the reporter, "No one knows much about how these unusual fires. Park-goers didn't notice anything suspicious and weather conditions aren't out of the ordinary. It's not too hot...certainly not hot enough for trees and park benches to suddenly burst into flames. Everyone is at a real loss for this one."
Piper sat up. Things bursting into flames for no reason?
Piper turned off the TV and started to call for Leo.
"What's up?" Leo asked after he had orbed in.
Piper turned on the TV and pointed. Footage of the burning park and firemen were still playing.
"All right, so there's a maniac out there starting fires." Leo said.
"Oh come on. The things just started bursting into flames!" Piper exclaimed and turned off the TV.
"Piper, just because fire is involved somewhere doesn't mean that demons are involved. You're way too jumpy." Leo said with a smile.
"I can see that I won't get any help from you. I'm calling Prue." Piper said and picked up the phone.
Leo took the phone from Piper and put it back down.
"Piper, I'm sure it's perfectly human. The police can handle it." Leo assured her.
Piper still wasn't sure, but she relaxed.
--
Across town...
"That was a hoot!" Lark exclaimed as they walked out of the park arm in arm.
"Yeah, we should really burn things more often. What should we do now? We've got a full day ahead of us." Blake said.
"I don't know. He said we couldn't kill...so what about torture?" Lark suggested with an evil grin on her face.
Lark and Blake were strolling down the street looking for someone to "have a little fun with" and a woman came up to Lark.
"Hey Phoebe! What's up?" The woman asked enthusiastically.
"Who me? Of course me. Heh. Oh, um, nothing new with me really." Lark replied.
"Same with me. Don't you just wish that something exciting would happen?" The woman asked.
Lark was going to say something, but Blake said something instead. "Be careful what you wish for."
The woman gave him an odd look and walked off.
"She certainly has some weird friends." Lark commented as they continued walking.
"All of these people are so boring." Blake said and looked around at all the people that were on the streets.
"Uh-oh. Quick, hide!" Lark exclaimed and they both ducked in an alley.
"Why are we hiding?" Blake whispered.
"Look." Lark whispered back and pointed across the street.
"It's the real us...the real them... it's them.... oh, it's Phoebe and Cole." Blake said. He really didn't know how to classify them.
"What should we do?" Lark asked.
"I don't know. They're coming this way." Blake replied.
"What should we do?" Lark asked again.
"I would say leaving would be best right now." Blake said and took Lark's hand and shimmered away.
--
In Aere's lair...
Blake and Lark had just shimmered in. Aere was busy scolding Lavin.
"You were seen killing a witch!?" Aere asked outraged.
"It-it-it was an-an accident M-M-Master." Lavin replied. Lavin stuttered and slurred his speech when Aere was angry and scolding him, it was an old habit of his.
"Of course it won't happen again, because the one who saw you will surely kill you." Aere snapped.
"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry M-M-Master." Lavin said sheepishly.
"As you should be!" Aere roared. "Who was the one who saw you?"
"It-it-it w-was Ch-Ch-Charmed O-One I be-believe." Lavin finally got out.
"What?!" Aere roared. He was breathing heavily because of his anger.
"I-I-I will des-des-destroy her f-f-for you M-Master." Lavin said.
"No, you're mistake was too great. I must send them." Aere gestured toward Lark and Blake.
"But Master!" Lavin objected. He had risen from his knees.
"But nothing. You have failed me. Do not come back to me until you have the blood of Onwa." Aere said. He wasn't making eye contact with Lavin like Lavin was something disgusting that didn't deserve his gaze.
"Master, Onwa is the most powerful of his kind." Lavin said.
"Yes, and if you truly are the prodigy you claim to be, you should be able to get me his blood. Go." Aere said. Aere walked over to Blake and Lark and started to talk with them.
Lavin looked at them with disgust. They should not be talking with his Master. They were not worthy. Only he was worthy.
Lavin picked up a dagger from the altar and disappeared.