"Was it a dream?" Phoebe slurred, collapsing on a pulled out chair. Piper glanced at her and instructed her to wash up.

"Besides, breakfast isn't even ready yet," Piper pointed out as she pointed to the stairs. Phoebe nodded and dragged herself up. Ten minutes later, Prue popped into the kitchen.

"I'll lay the table," she offered and the maple syrup, cutlery and crockery flew to their respective places. The elder sisters worked silently for a few minutes. Soon, only the dishes needed to be washed.

"I'll handle it," Piper said, waving off her sister's hand. She turned to the tap and turned the handle. The water ran smoothly over the dirty dishes. Suddenly, the water spurted out at Piper, running haywire everywhere.

A shocked Piper yelled, frustrated, before calming down and freezing the water angrily. Phoebe ran down just as Piper froze the water, in karate stance.

"No, no, not demon!" Prue reassured, transferring the hotcakes to the plates. Piper ensured the demon was frozen before sitting down with her sisters. They started their breakfast, Prue throwing darted glances at the water.

"Leo needs to fix the goddamned tap!" Piper growled, still upset over her mild outburst. Phoebe soothed her, chuckling softly to herself. The rest of their breakfast was finished in peace.

"Wanna check the boss about my next test?" Phoebe suggested. Piper agreed and gestured for Prue to follow her. Soon, they were in the attic, ready to consult the book. Phoebe didn't begin immediately, but gestured for Piper to get Leo.

Straight lashes brushed against smooth skin as Piper closed her eyes and turned away. Mere seconds later, a burst of blue light surrounded the magical room as Leo appeared . and got sucked into an open vortex with the Charmed Ones.

***

Eim tossed another book across the grimy floor. He scowled as he peered into the now empty drawer. He advanced to another drawer and began tossing books around again. When that drawer was empty, he glared around the room.

"Where the hell is that book?"

***

Phoebe was hurled from the open vortex onto the cold floor. She rolled herself up to reduce the blow. A second later, she touched base.

"Your second test," a voice announced as Phoebe took in her surroundings, scared. She spotted her sisters and Leo behind a glass wall. As if on cue, the glass wall sported a thick veil, so that only that could see out and she couldn't see them.

"Make your way through the maze - safely. There'll be warlocks to vanquish. Let's see how well you know the Book and how well you can create a spell," the voice continued.

Phoebe grimaced and glanced up in front of her. A maze slowly took shape in front of her. She stepped into the maze gingerly, and was abruptly thrust into a fog.

"Ook," Phoebe said aloud. A chill hung in the air, causing Phoebe to pull her gauzy jacket over her. She took a deep breathe and willed herself to cast dark thoughts out from her mind.

"Levitate!" a voice commanded inside her mind. Phoebe threw a glance at the wall separating her from her family. She took the advice and rose slowly, reasoning that it would be safer.

She floated straight in front of her, thinking that she could always turn back. Suddenly, her body struck cold wall. She sighed and got ready to turn back. Her fingers reached out to feel the wall, but touched a smooth surface.

"What's this?" Phoebe murmured. She gazed closer to her fingers and saw some red peeking out from the middle of her separated fingers. She removed her hand and confirmed it was a button. She jabbed it gingerly.

"Buttons release items and clues. It is a wise idea to find them, though getting out from the maze is of first importance. Vanquish all four evils and you are free to pass," a voice instructed. Phoebe nodded and turned around to continue.

Soon, Phoebe was in her fourth dead-end. She stretched her fingers out to find a button. She hit dirt. She pressed the button and a small drawer popped out in front of her nose. She reached out and grabbed a parchment.

"A map!" Phoebe realized. She looked up and saw another button. She pressed the other button too. Nothing popped out, and no voice appeared. Thinking it to be a dud, Phoebe clutched the map and turned.

"You are not allowed to use the Magic Switching spell and switch your powers," a voice declared suddenly. Phoebe, who was taken by surprised, sighed angrily. She was thinking of getting Piper's freezing.

She peered at the map and saw a dot indicating where the end of the maze was. She turned around and immediately saw something moving towards her. Her first impression was that of evil. When it got closer, Phoebe shot a fireball at it to keep it away.

"What's its name?" Phoebe thought frantically. She ran several names through her head and finally decided on "Kemah". She cast around spells in her head until she found the right one. She immediately recited it.

Kemah, evil demon of water and rain

For no more time shall you cause mortals pain

On many another you have inflicted death

But you have now taken your final breath

I vanquish you to the shadows of the world

Here me, spirits! Kemah is no more!

The low-ranking demon wailed in pain and burst into flame, soon becoming no more. Phoebe smiled grimly, glad that one was down. She glanced at the map and found out where she was.

She took a left turn and then kept turning right. When she was a few minutes away from the end, she felt a cold, clammy hand on her back. She spun around and kicked out at the Grimlock behind her.

Phoebe used a roundhouse kick on the Grimlock, who growled and moved back a step. Then, Phoebe pummeled the Grimlock fiercely. Suddenly, she remembered her new power.

Phoebe back-flipped to escape the Grimlock's advance. She punched the Grimlock hard. Then, she shot a fireball at it and it disappeared. She took a deep breath and turned around - to see a warlock.

The warlock growled and lifted his hand. He moved it and Phoebe was thrown against the wall. The warlock lifted his hand again, but Phoebe threw a fireball at him. He screeched and conjured water to pour over himself.

"Oh man!" Phoebe yelled. She back-flipped to dodge a blast of cold water and then side-flipped. Then, Phoebe got tired of playing games. She ran forward and kicked the warlock. He fell back weakly.

"Hah!" Phoebe cried and threw her hand out, knuckles out, to punch the warlock - hard. Then, she stretched her fingers and stared at her hand. An idea formed quickly in her mind as she decided to use a throwing technique she saw Cole use once.

She curled her fingers up towards her and held her glowing hand slightly below her shoulder. A lone fireball appeared as she punched the warlock with her free hand to keep him occupied. She watched the fireball grow and decided she was ready.

"Take this!" she shouted as the fireball rose in the air by itself and catapulted towards the warlock. The warlock screamed and melted to nothing. Phoebe sighed gratefully and consulted her map and moved appropriately.

"One more," she reminded herself as she stood in front of the end. She heard a sound and spun around, karate stance. She spotted a Darklighter, holding a bow. He grinned and pulled the bow.

Phoebe ducked, but the arrow pierced through her stomach. Phoebe collapsed, breathing hard. She knew she was in no position to fight, so she conjured a spell quickly.

Thriving on hate will kill you soon

I'd rather be it now than later

With this chant cum tune

I send you down via a grater

Love is on my side

Death is on yours

You're not going to say "Phoebe, who died"

But scream with force

Phoebe sung softly, choking on gasped-out words nonetheless. The Darklighter shrieked and Phoebe smiled weakly. Her fingers curled around the dart and she struggled to pull it out.

"Come on!" Phoebe gasped. The dart popped out and fell to the floor. Phoebe told herself to kick the dark away, which she did rather powerlessly. She shot a fireball at it and it burst into flame.

"Heal!" she urged herself. A faint blue light surrounded her and healed her - but very little. She summoned all her energy and channeled it to the bloody wound. The blue light returned - but stronger.

Phoebe grabbed the floor and heaved herself to the end. She emerged from the mist and collapsed on the floor.

"Well done," the Voice praised her. "You are given the Power of the Source." Phoebe sighed in relief as a hole appeared and sucked Phoebe up again.