"Piper? Prue? Leo?" Phoebe cried out. She lay on the floor, scared,
suffering very much. Another hole appeared and Phoebe yelped, covering her
face with her hands. She didn't want to go anywhere.
"Phebes?" Leo's deep voice startled her. Phoebe gave out a strangled cry. Her sisters popped through the hole next, and it closed. Leo frowned and touched the sides of the wound.
"It's a very bad wound. Phoebe would have died if she had no healing ability," Leo informed Prue and Piper grimly. They rushed to Phoebe and held her tenderly in their arms.
"Do something, Leo!" Piper instructed. Leo hesitated.
"You must understand that Darklighter poison counter-attacks Whitelighter healing. I may not be able to heal Phoebe. In which case, we will need a spell," Leo prompted.
Understanding flickered in Prue's eyes. She immediately turned to the BoS to consult it, dragging Piper along with her. Leo took a deep breath and ran through the readying-procedure in his mind.
"Phoebe, I want you to concentrate on your wound. Channel all your energy into this wound. Think of healing, but don't heal," Leo instructed Phoebe. Phoebe nodded weakly and did as she was asked. Soon, Leo felt she was ready.
He touched the wound gingerly and thought of healing, nothing else. He let his energy flow to the wound. Almost as he got over the poison -
"Aah!" Leo yelped as she flew back to the wall. The poison wasn't going to give way. He sighed and peeked at Phoebe. She wasn't going to be able to hang in much longer.
"I need it now, Piper!" Leo called out as he scrambled back to Phoebe. Piper rifted through the book more urgently and soon, she stopped. A few seconds later, they returned to Phoebe and sat on opposite sides of her, touching the wound.
Sister to sister, soul to soul
No harm can touch her, ghost or ghoul
We mend her hurt and close her wound
The bad is gone, the good comes soon
"Do you have a spell to counter-attack the Dark magic?" Leo asked when the spell worked little. Prue nodded, for they had memorised another spell. Piper told Prue to recite the counter-attack before the healing spell.
No more can poison work its death
We adorn our sister with love in a wreath
Once more she awakes, radiant again
No more hurting, no more in pain
Leo reached out and touched the wound before confirming the spell had worked. The sisters continued with the healing spell quickly.
Sister to sister, soul to soul
No harm can touch her, ghost or ghoul
We mend her hurt and close her wound
The bad is gone, the good comes soon
Suddenly, a blast of blur light threw everyone off their feet. Phoebe was surrounded in the unnatural blue light. Piper covered her eyes to block out some of the blinding light.
Soon, the blue light ceased and Piper rushed to Phoebe. Phoebe groaned and Piper grabbed Phoebe carefully. Prue sighed and directed a blast of magic at Phoebe, who was lifted up immediately.
"Do Not levitate, Phoebe, I gotcha!" Prue reassured the limp Phoebe as she brought her down to Phoebe's bed. Prue placed Phoebe gently on the bed and covered her with the quilt.
"Let her sleep until morning, she'll be all right when she gets up," Leo instructed softly in the living room. Just then, there was a soft tinkle. Piper pointed upwards and Leo nodded. She took a step towards her fiancé and kissed him lightly.
"Go. The worst is over," Piper said kindly. Leo smiled at Piper lovingly, before orbing out. Piper smiled mischieviously, twirling her hair, knowing that she could orb and liking the idea very much.
***
"Aah, that's where you are wrong my dear time-freezer. Things will get worse for you," Eim breathed and shimmered away to his lab. His sight fell on the book he had found in his cupboard, and he grabbed it.
"Never did I imagine I would need my book," Eim thought as he ran a finger over the embossed words on the front cover. The words "Cheim's Tome" glinted, although there was little light in the musty room.
Eim flipped the book open. A glittery index of spells aligned the first few pages. Some of them were good while others were bad. He caught sight of the word "love" and flipped to the page.
You played with my heart now I steal yours
I'm the only one you have, out of all the love doors
I invoke the Spell I read out aloud
And you'll be affected, be you alone or in a crowd
I make you love me, as I love you
I make you love me, forever true
"A love spell," Eim realized. "I could reverse the spell, or write a new one. Aah, Phoebe . you'll be so proud of me - when you lose Cole."
***
Sunlight streamed into the room, casting grayed shadows and illuminating the cheery curtains. Phoebe pulled her pillow over her eyes, before realizing that it was already morning. Her hand flew to her stomach to discover wound-less skin.
"Piper! Prue!" Phoebe cheered her sisters as she ran down the stairs to the ancient kitchen. Her sisters looked up and smiled at her radiant face. Prue got up and hugged her tightly, while Piper kissed her cheek.
"Had a good sleep? Have you bathed?" Piper asked. Phoebe nodded yes. Then, she hesitated and said no to the last question. Prue pointed to the bathroom and Phoebe ran up again. Prue exchanged a worried look with Piper.
"You think she's alright?" Prue asked. Piper immediately nodded and put two hash browns on a plate for Phoebe. Twenty minutes later, Phoebe came back down. She was wearing a patterned blue skirt and a bright red blouse.
"Have you found out how to activate your Source Power?" Piper questioned as Phoebe began her breakfast. She bit her lip and shook her head. Prue sighed and made an impatient gesture as she yelled for Leo.
"I don't even know what it is," Phoebe responded, as she glanced at Prue meaningfully. Prue sent the plate into the sink with the other dirty dishes. The tap was turned, the soap flew and a cloth dried.
"The Source Power is used to kill Eim on confrontation. An enchanted knife will appear in your hand. Use it to pierce Eim's heart and he will die," a voice explained.
"Leo!" Piper exclaimed and kissed him tenderly. When they broke apart, Phoebe thanked him. However, Leo was not done yet. The twinkle in his eye was replaced by seriousness.
"It's not that easy, Phebes. Your aim has to be exact because you can only throw the knife once. If you fail, one of your sisters will have to go through a maze. If all fail, Eim will be immortal until another set of Charmed Ones are created."
***
Eim drew a thin line on the floor, making it into a circle. He then withdrew a small vial from his pocket. He dipped his fingers into the vial and came out with a pinch of black powder. He sprinkled it into the circle carefully.
Eim replaced the vial and took a matchbox. He grabbed a match and lit it before lowering it onto the powder. The powder burst into fire, destroying the match completely. Eim began to recite his spell.
I call upon the demon of my will
This pull may the demon feel
Enter the fire of demonic call
Into this fire may the demon fall
1 Come, Demon of Love, come!
There was a blast of chilly wind as the powder twisted itself into a mini-tornado. The powder suddenly disappeared and the wind subsided. Eim looked up and saw a blue-faced demon in the circle.
"I want to remove Love," Eim drawled. "What should I do?" The demon stared at Eim for a few seconds. Recognition dawned in his cold eyes and the demon's mouth twisted into an evil smile.
"Eim," the demon cried in a deep voice. "Here is a vial of Hate, and a page from my Book. May you succeed in your task." The demon blinked away after handing Eim a small bundle.
Eim hastily unwrapped the bundle. On the glittery paper lay a small vial. Eim peered closely at the vial. Black smoke danced angrily in it, waiting to be let out. Eim smiled grimly and grabbed the page, ready to begin his work.
"Phebes?" Leo's deep voice startled her. Phoebe gave out a strangled cry. Her sisters popped through the hole next, and it closed. Leo frowned and touched the sides of the wound.
"It's a very bad wound. Phoebe would have died if she had no healing ability," Leo informed Prue and Piper grimly. They rushed to Phoebe and held her tenderly in their arms.
"Do something, Leo!" Piper instructed. Leo hesitated.
"You must understand that Darklighter poison counter-attacks Whitelighter healing. I may not be able to heal Phoebe. In which case, we will need a spell," Leo prompted.
Understanding flickered in Prue's eyes. She immediately turned to the BoS to consult it, dragging Piper along with her. Leo took a deep breath and ran through the readying-procedure in his mind.
"Phoebe, I want you to concentrate on your wound. Channel all your energy into this wound. Think of healing, but don't heal," Leo instructed Phoebe. Phoebe nodded weakly and did as she was asked. Soon, Leo felt she was ready.
He touched the wound gingerly and thought of healing, nothing else. He let his energy flow to the wound. Almost as he got over the poison -
"Aah!" Leo yelped as she flew back to the wall. The poison wasn't going to give way. He sighed and peeked at Phoebe. She wasn't going to be able to hang in much longer.
"I need it now, Piper!" Leo called out as he scrambled back to Phoebe. Piper rifted through the book more urgently and soon, she stopped. A few seconds later, they returned to Phoebe and sat on opposite sides of her, touching the wound.
Sister to sister, soul to soul
No harm can touch her, ghost or ghoul
We mend her hurt and close her wound
The bad is gone, the good comes soon
"Do you have a spell to counter-attack the Dark magic?" Leo asked when the spell worked little. Prue nodded, for they had memorised another spell. Piper told Prue to recite the counter-attack before the healing spell.
No more can poison work its death
We adorn our sister with love in a wreath
Once more she awakes, radiant again
No more hurting, no more in pain
Leo reached out and touched the wound before confirming the spell had worked. The sisters continued with the healing spell quickly.
Sister to sister, soul to soul
No harm can touch her, ghost or ghoul
We mend her hurt and close her wound
The bad is gone, the good comes soon
Suddenly, a blast of blur light threw everyone off their feet. Phoebe was surrounded in the unnatural blue light. Piper covered her eyes to block out some of the blinding light.
Soon, the blue light ceased and Piper rushed to Phoebe. Phoebe groaned and Piper grabbed Phoebe carefully. Prue sighed and directed a blast of magic at Phoebe, who was lifted up immediately.
"Do Not levitate, Phoebe, I gotcha!" Prue reassured the limp Phoebe as she brought her down to Phoebe's bed. Prue placed Phoebe gently on the bed and covered her with the quilt.
"Let her sleep until morning, she'll be all right when she gets up," Leo instructed softly in the living room. Just then, there was a soft tinkle. Piper pointed upwards and Leo nodded. She took a step towards her fiancé and kissed him lightly.
"Go. The worst is over," Piper said kindly. Leo smiled at Piper lovingly, before orbing out. Piper smiled mischieviously, twirling her hair, knowing that she could orb and liking the idea very much.
***
"Aah, that's where you are wrong my dear time-freezer. Things will get worse for you," Eim breathed and shimmered away to his lab. His sight fell on the book he had found in his cupboard, and he grabbed it.
"Never did I imagine I would need my book," Eim thought as he ran a finger over the embossed words on the front cover. The words "Cheim's Tome" glinted, although there was little light in the musty room.
Eim flipped the book open. A glittery index of spells aligned the first few pages. Some of them were good while others were bad. He caught sight of the word "love" and flipped to the page.
You played with my heart now I steal yours
I'm the only one you have, out of all the love doors
I invoke the Spell I read out aloud
And you'll be affected, be you alone or in a crowd
I make you love me, as I love you
I make you love me, forever true
"A love spell," Eim realized. "I could reverse the spell, or write a new one. Aah, Phoebe . you'll be so proud of me - when you lose Cole."
***
Sunlight streamed into the room, casting grayed shadows and illuminating the cheery curtains. Phoebe pulled her pillow over her eyes, before realizing that it was already morning. Her hand flew to her stomach to discover wound-less skin.
"Piper! Prue!" Phoebe cheered her sisters as she ran down the stairs to the ancient kitchen. Her sisters looked up and smiled at her radiant face. Prue got up and hugged her tightly, while Piper kissed her cheek.
"Had a good sleep? Have you bathed?" Piper asked. Phoebe nodded yes. Then, she hesitated and said no to the last question. Prue pointed to the bathroom and Phoebe ran up again. Prue exchanged a worried look with Piper.
"You think she's alright?" Prue asked. Piper immediately nodded and put two hash browns on a plate for Phoebe. Twenty minutes later, Phoebe came back down. She was wearing a patterned blue skirt and a bright red blouse.
"Have you found out how to activate your Source Power?" Piper questioned as Phoebe began her breakfast. She bit her lip and shook her head. Prue sighed and made an impatient gesture as she yelled for Leo.
"I don't even know what it is," Phoebe responded, as she glanced at Prue meaningfully. Prue sent the plate into the sink with the other dirty dishes. The tap was turned, the soap flew and a cloth dried.
"The Source Power is used to kill Eim on confrontation. An enchanted knife will appear in your hand. Use it to pierce Eim's heart and he will die," a voice explained.
"Leo!" Piper exclaimed and kissed him tenderly. When they broke apart, Phoebe thanked him. However, Leo was not done yet. The twinkle in his eye was replaced by seriousness.
"It's not that easy, Phebes. Your aim has to be exact because you can only throw the knife once. If you fail, one of your sisters will have to go through a maze. If all fail, Eim will be immortal until another set of Charmed Ones are created."
***
Eim drew a thin line on the floor, making it into a circle. He then withdrew a small vial from his pocket. He dipped his fingers into the vial and came out with a pinch of black powder. He sprinkled it into the circle carefully.
Eim replaced the vial and took a matchbox. He grabbed a match and lit it before lowering it onto the powder. The powder burst into fire, destroying the match completely. Eim began to recite his spell.
I call upon the demon of my will
This pull may the demon feel
Enter the fire of demonic call
Into this fire may the demon fall
1 Come, Demon of Love, come!
There was a blast of chilly wind as the powder twisted itself into a mini-tornado. The powder suddenly disappeared and the wind subsided. Eim looked up and saw a blue-faced demon in the circle.
"I want to remove Love," Eim drawled. "What should I do?" The demon stared at Eim for a few seconds. Recognition dawned in his cold eyes and the demon's mouth twisted into an evil smile.
"Eim," the demon cried in a deep voice. "Here is a vial of Hate, and a page from my Book. May you succeed in your task." The demon blinked away after handing Eim a small bundle.
Eim hastily unwrapped the bundle. On the glittery paper lay a small vial. Eim peered closely at the vial. Black smoke danced angrily in it, waiting to be let out. Eim smiled grimly and grabbed the page, ready to begin his work.
