"Bad news, Prue," Leo whispered softly. Prue advanced on Leo, her narrowed
eyes glittering menacingly. Piper held out a hand to calm Prue and it
worked. Prue turned to Phoebe and with tears running down her cheeks-
"Tell me, Leo." Her voiced caught and wobbled. Leo was surprised. Prue rarely cried in front of him - totally rare. He hugged Prue comfortingly.
"When you three were working the spell, the Demon of Dark Magic was weaving a curse elsewhere. When the enhanced power - or the blue ball - entered Phoebe, it left a path open so the Charmed Protection was broken. The curse entered Phoebe. Since it was this after that, with every premonition Phoebe has, she would become weaker. If the curse isn't countered by the next 30 hours, Phebes will - die," Leo croaked out.
"No!" Piper mouthed. Prue grabbed her hand, and Phoebe's, and concentrated on Cole. Piper did the same and somehow, Cole was summoned into the circle. He was told everything.
"Prue and Piper, look through the Book for information regarding the Demon of Dark Magic. If I'm not wrong, his name is Drimigac. Cole, stay here okay?" Leo whispered softly and orbed away.
"Hang in there, Phebes," Prue whispered in her sister's ear and ran up to the attic.
***
"This is so frustrating!" Prue slammed the book shut. Piper dropped the crystal she was holding. It was obvious that the scrying didn't work either. Suddenly, a chilly blast of wand slipped through the attic.
Prue and Piper watched as the pages flipped by themselves. Prue felt a prickling sensation at the back of her neck. She spun around and caught sight of a mist taking shape - of Drimigac, the Demon of Dark Magic.
Prue flung her hand at the mist and it was pushed back roughly. Prue glared at the mist and tapped on her sister's shoulder. Piper tossed a look over her shoulder and gasped.
Drimigac stood there. Piper threw up her hands on instant and froze the demon. Piper frowned at the demon while Prue consulted the open book. It was at a page entitled "Demon of Dark Magic."
"It's a Power of Three spell," Prue muttered. Piper turned back to the book, after ensuring Drimigac was frozen. She read the pages and wrung her hands desperately.
"Now what?" she whimpered. Prue gulped and stared at the frozen demon. An idea was forming slowly in her mind. She used her telekinesis to turn the pages quickly, searching for a particular one. She soon stopped and pointed it out to her sister.
"Banishing Demons," Piper read out.
There is a simple spell to banish a demon temporarily, requiring the minimum of one witch. The banish ends at dawn.
"We banish him, break the charm and then vanquish him with the Power of Three!" Prue cried out, excited. They consulted the book and memorised the spell, changing different words to suit their need as they went along.
Piper grimaced at the last sentences. She checked the time worriedly; it was midnight. They had a maximum of five hours left. Prue signalled to her to get every thing that they needed.
Piper scrambled to a corner of the attic and reached out. Her fingers closed around a dusty surface and she pulled. Dust flew out as she coughed. Prue rushed to her aid and stopped her.
"Next time ask me," Prue instructed and used her magic to pull out the box, stirring as little dust as possible. She directed her magic carefully and opened the box. Piper reached in carefully and pulled out an emerald necklace.
"Waste of a good necklace, if you ask me," Piper grunted and got up to put the necklace on the book. Prue magicked the box back and went to get the other needed items.
"We need a teaspoon of cinnamon powder, a grated garlic clove, a teaspoon salt and a little bit of grated onion skin, Prue," Piper informed her sister. She flicked her fingers at the demon to freeze him again and rushed down the stairs.
Prue eyed the demon cautiously and moved towards the book. She placed a protective hand on the book and drew it closer to her. She kept on staring at the frozen demon until Piper burst through the door, the ingredients in her hands.
"Relax, Prue, he's frozen!" Piper told her sister and put the ingredients on the floor. Prue nodded and consulted the book again. She ran a finger down the lines and tapped at a sentence.
"Now we only need a cobweb, dust or dirt from the last place the demon was seen, or where the demon is currently being seen by the witch. We also need two white candles and a lock of hair from the demon," Prue told her sister. Piper scowled.
"A lock of hair? I'll keep him frozen, Prue, you get the hair," she told her sister. Prue grinned. She pointed her finger at the open door and a pair of scissors soon settled itself in Prue's hand.
"Careful now, Prue," Piper warned as Prue approached the demon. Prue suddenly stopped and backed away. Piper glared at Prue and opened her mouth to argue. Prue interrupted her.
"I can use my power, I totally forgot!" Prue blurted out. Piper grinned as Prue put the scissors on the book. She flicked her fingers at the scissors and it danced up to the demon's head. A lock of hair was snipped off.
The hair fell slowly down to the floor and Piper quickly froze it. Prue directed the scissors back down and then worked on the hair. Piper darted around the attic and soon arrived with a cobweb, a bowl of dust and dirt and two candles.
"We don't have much time left," Prue fretted as she glanced at the clock. Forty-five minutes had already passed. Piper froze the demon again and Prue magicked the ingredients onto the floor. They leaned out and set the ingredients out.
Prue put the two candles in a straight line and placed the cobweb in between the two candles. Piper sprinkled the salt, cinnamon, onionskin and garlic clove on the cobweb before sticking the necklace securely in the middle of the cobweb.
Prue then shook the dust and dirt over the necklace as Piper put the lock of hair in the necklace. Prue grabbed a match and set the lock of hair on fire. The girls sat cross-legged. Piper unfroze the demon and they recited the spell.
Demon of Dark Magic, hear our spell
On this earth you must no longer dwell
We send you away to a land far beyond
Where you cannot break out until at least dawn
We push you forcefully into this necklace
And put upon it a dreadful curse
For those who open this without our consent
In their lives, will suffer a very big dent
They recited the spell with fury, pain and hope for their sister. The demon shrieked and was pulled into the necklace. Piper smiled grimly and Prue clapped softly. They glanced at the clock.
"We have three and a half hours left, Piper. Let's make this quick," Prue noted. Piper nodded and cleared the spell reagents away. She lifted the necklace carefully and showed it to Prue.
"What about this?" Piper asked. Prue magicked it to her and stared at the hovering necklace. She grabbed it and drew it across her neck, before clasping it. A mask of determination settled over Prue's face as she magicked the pages to flip.
"I'll check on Phoebe," Piper promised as she stared at the dangling necklace. She slipped down the stairs to Phoebe's room. Prue gazed after her. Her attention quickly snapped back to the book and she focused on her task.
"Tell me, Leo." Her voiced caught and wobbled. Leo was surprised. Prue rarely cried in front of him - totally rare. He hugged Prue comfortingly.
"When you three were working the spell, the Demon of Dark Magic was weaving a curse elsewhere. When the enhanced power - or the blue ball - entered Phoebe, it left a path open so the Charmed Protection was broken. The curse entered Phoebe. Since it was this after that, with every premonition Phoebe has, she would become weaker. If the curse isn't countered by the next 30 hours, Phebes will - die," Leo croaked out.
"No!" Piper mouthed. Prue grabbed her hand, and Phoebe's, and concentrated on Cole. Piper did the same and somehow, Cole was summoned into the circle. He was told everything.
"Prue and Piper, look through the Book for information regarding the Demon of Dark Magic. If I'm not wrong, his name is Drimigac. Cole, stay here okay?" Leo whispered softly and orbed away.
"Hang in there, Phebes," Prue whispered in her sister's ear and ran up to the attic.
***
"This is so frustrating!" Prue slammed the book shut. Piper dropped the crystal she was holding. It was obvious that the scrying didn't work either. Suddenly, a chilly blast of wand slipped through the attic.
Prue and Piper watched as the pages flipped by themselves. Prue felt a prickling sensation at the back of her neck. She spun around and caught sight of a mist taking shape - of Drimigac, the Demon of Dark Magic.
Prue flung her hand at the mist and it was pushed back roughly. Prue glared at the mist and tapped on her sister's shoulder. Piper tossed a look over her shoulder and gasped.
Drimigac stood there. Piper threw up her hands on instant and froze the demon. Piper frowned at the demon while Prue consulted the open book. It was at a page entitled "Demon of Dark Magic."
"It's a Power of Three spell," Prue muttered. Piper turned back to the book, after ensuring Drimigac was frozen. She read the pages and wrung her hands desperately.
"Now what?" she whimpered. Prue gulped and stared at the frozen demon. An idea was forming slowly in her mind. She used her telekinesis to turn the pages quickly, searching for a particular one. She soon stopped and pointed it out to her sister.
"Banishing Demons," Piper read out.
There is a simple spell to banish a demon temporarily, requiring the minimum of one witch. The banish ends at dawn.
"We banish him, break the charm and then vanquish him with the Power of Three!" Prue cried out, excited. They consulted the book and memorised the spell, changing different words to suit their need as they went along.
Piper grimaced at the last sentences. She checked the time worriedly; it was midnight. They had a maximum of five hours left. Prue signalled to her to get every thing that they needed.
Piper scrambled to a corner of the attic and reached out. Her fingers closed around a dusty surface and she pulled. Dust flew out as she coughed. Prue rushed to her aid and stopped her.
"Next time ask me," Prue instructed and used her magic to pull out the box, stirring as little dust as possible. She directed her magic carefully and opened the box. Piper reached in carefully and pulled out an emerald necklace.
"Waste of a good necklace, if you ask me," Piper grunted and got up to put the necklace on the book. Prue magicked the box back and went to get the other needed items.
"We need a teaspoon of cinnamon powder, a grated garlic clove, a teaspoon salt and a little bit of grated onion skin, Prue," Piper informed her sister. She flicked her fingers at the demon to freeze him again and rushed down the stairs.
Prue eyed the demon cautiously and moved towards the book. She placed a protective hand on the book and drew it closer to her. She kept on staring at the frozen demon until Piper burst through the door, the ingredients in her hands.
"Relax, Prue, he's frozen!" Piper told her sister and put the ingredients on the floor. Prue nodded and consulted the book again. She ran a finger down the lines and tapped at a sentence.
"Now we only need a cobweb, dust or dirt from the last place the demon was seen, or where the demon is currently being seen by the witch. We also need two white candles and a lock of hair from the demon," Prue told her sister. Piper scowled.
"A lock of hair? I'll keep him frozen, Prue, you get the hair," she told her sister. Prue grinned. She pointed her finger at the open door and a pair of scissors soon settled itself in Prue's hand.
"Careful now, Prue," Piper warned as Prue approached the demon. Prue suddenly stopped and backed away. Piper glared at Prue and opened her mouth to argue. Prue interrupted her.
"I can use my power, I totally forgot!" Prue blurted out. Piper grinned as Prue put the scissors on the book. She flicked her fingers at the scissors and it danced up to the demon's head. A lock of hair was snipped off.
The hair fell slowly down to the floor and Piper quickly froze it. Prue directed the scissors back down and then worked on the hair. Piper darted around the attic and soon arrived with a cobweb, a bowl of dust and dirt and two candles.
"We don't have much time left," Prue fretted as she glanced at the clock. Forty-five minutes had already passed. Piper froze the demon again and Prue magicked the ingredients onto the floor. They leaned out and set the ingredients out.
Prue put the two candles in a straight line and placed the cobweb in between the two candles. Piper sprinkled the salt, cinnamon, onionskin and garlic clove on the cobweb before sticking the necklace securely in the middle of the cobweb.
Prue then shook the dust and dirt over the necklace as Piper put the lock of hair in the necklace. Prue grabbed a match and set the lock of hair on fire. The girls sat cross-legged. Piper unfroze the demon and they recited the spell.
Demon of Dark Magic, hear our spell
On this earth you must no longer dwell
We send you away to a land far beyond
Where you cannot break out until at least dawn
We push you forcefully into this necklace
And put upon it a dreadful curse
For those who open this without our consent
In their lives, will suffer a very big dent
They recited the spell with fury, pain and hope for their sister. The demon shrieked and was pulled into the necklace. Piper smiled grimly and Prue clapped softly. They glanced at the clock.
"We have three and a half hours left, Piper. Let's make this quick," Prue noted. Piper nodded and cleared the spell reagents away. She lifted the necklace carefully and showed it to Prue.
"What about this?" Piper asked. Prue magicked it to her and stared at the hovering necklace. She grabbed it and drew it across her neck, before clasping it. A mask of determination settled over Prue's face as she magicked the pages to flip.
"I'll check on Phoebe," Piper promised as she stared at the dangling necklace. She slipped down the stairs to Phoebe's room. Prue gazed after her. Her attention quickly snapped back to the book and she focused on her task.
