Prue rolled her eyes and sighed. Lierre was staring at the chess board, trying to find the perfect move. He only had a few pieces left and every move counted greatly.
"Are you ever going to move?"
"Patience!" Lierre barked.
"We already had that discussion." Prue shot back. "I have none."
"No wonder why he wanted to kill you." Lierre muttered.
Prue narrowed her eyes and focused on the knight Lierre was about to move. Just as he was about to move it, it burst into flames.
"Hey!" He exclaimed and looked up at her. "That's cheating!"
Prue just rolled her eyes and waved her hand slightly. The piece was back on the board, good as new.
"Aha!" Lierre smiled and moved his queen forward. "Check!"
Prue yawned and moved her king.
"Checkmate."
"What?" Lierre asked, his eyes bulging, then he looked down at the board. "It's not possible... how..."
"I'm just better at this game than you." Prue said and stood up.
"No, you just cheat better than I do!" Lierre said and stood up to face Prue. She just laughed lightly and shimmered away.
Lierre looked down at the Chess board and knocked it off the table. Then he too shimmered out.
* * The Square * *
Lierre tracked Prue to The Square, where he saw her kneeling in front of a shackled demon with an expression that told him she was about to do something insane.
He quickly walked over, grabbed her by the arm, and pulled her up.
"What're you doing?" He asked.
"Jealous?" She asked with a grin.
Lierre shook it off. She was always doing that. Trying to manipulate him into doing something stupid. *Always*.
"Not really, no." Lierre said. "It's just, I don't think The Source would be too happy if you fouled up one of his best fighters somehow."
"I was just playin'." Prue said and walked to the other side of The Square, where the warlocks were kept. She walked over to the meanest looking one and kneeled down in front of him.
"What are you doing now?" Lierre asked.
"Why?" Prue asked and turned to him with a huge smile. Lierre scowled. She was doing it again.
Once again, Lierre grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up. She pouted, then crossed her arms and walked out of The Square.
"I think it's time that we find something constructive for you to do." Lierre said.
"Constructive? I think we can find something..." Prue said and touched Lierre's arm, but he took a step away from her and put his hand up.
"Stop it. It wasn't funny the first seventy times and it isn't funny now."
"It's pretty entertaining for me." Prue said and shimmered out.
Lierre just stared at the empty space where Prue was the second before and decided not to go after her.
"Too much trouble." He muttered and walked away.
* * The Source's chamber * *
Prue shimmered in the corner of the room, unnoticed by the demon that was waiting for The Source to appear. He was big, ugly, and...green. Prue scoffed and took walked forward. If Lierre wasn't going to play her game...
"Hey."
The demon turned and looked at Prue. He looked at her with an unimpressed look and turned away. That made her mad.
"You're not playing right!" Prue exclaimed, then used her telekinesis and threw the demon against the wall.
"No more."
Prue turned and saw The Source standing in his usual spot. She found it a bit creepy that he could appear so silently, but then she wished she could do that.
The demon groaned and picked himself up from the floor. He rubbed his head then walked forward. He kneeled in front of The Source and looked down at the floor.
Prue crossed her arms and stepped into the shadows. Maybe, if she was lucky, she would get to see the demon get punished.
"You wish to be the next in line to destroy the Charmed Ones?" The Source asked. Prue rolled her eyes. Was that all?
"I do, my lord." The demon answered.
The Source looked directly at Prue.
"Come forth."
Deciding that she had nothing better to do, Prue walked from the shadows and stood before The Source.
"Tell me, is he worthy?"
Prue looked down at the demon.
"Rise." She commanded. The demon quickly stood and Prue immediately fell in love with power.
She walked circles around the demon, inspecting every inch of him. She asked a few questions (some of them went unanswered because The Source deemed them unnecessary) then she stood directly in front of him. He towered a good three feet above her, but she wanted to test him. *Really* test him.
"I'm Charmed." Prue said to the demon. "I feel like a good vanquish. All I've got is my Book Of Shadows and two unconscious sisters on the brink of death. What do I do?...And what do you do?"
The demon stood for a moment, thinking it over.
"You look in your Book...f-for a vanquish." The demon said. "Now, you're looking for it quickly, but...but-but I threw an energyball."
"I'm the sister that freezes." Prue interrupted.
"Then...I-I..."
"There is no other possible scenario here except for this one." Prue said. "I'm Charmed, I am aware that you're coming. Assuming that you've somehow managed not to be killed, which is doubtful, and you nearly kill my sisters, I will be prepared with a backup. Since I am the freezing sister, I freeze you, then call the whitelighter, and you end up dead somewhere around there."
"He will fail?" The Source asked.
"Most definitely." Prue said. "He's not prepared, plus, he underestimates his enemies. You saw that when I used my power on him."
The Source thought this over, then called for his guards.
"Have him sent to The Square." The Source commanded. After the demon was dragged out, The Source turned to Prue.
"I've got something for you to do."
* * In Lierre's chamber * *
Lierre had the Chess board set up exactly like when Prue had won. He was pouring over the board and didn't notice Prue shimmer behind him.
She walked right up next to him, leaned down so she could whisper in his ear, and moved her arm around to the board.
"I won like this." She whispered into his ear, then she slowly moved the pieces.
Lierre swatted her away, then stood up, still examining the board. He raked his hand through his hair, still staring at the board. He sighed in frustration then walked away from the board.
"It doesn't matter anyway." Prue said and took Lierre's abandoned seat. She began moving the pieces around the board, knowing he was watching. "I could've won this way...this way...this way...and finally, this way."
Lierre snapped his fingers and the board disappeared. Prue smirked, knowing she was driving him nuts.
"Well," She continued. "We've got a job to do anyway."
"Oh? And what's that?" Lierre asked.
"Are you ever going to move?"
"Patience!" Lierre barked.
"We already had that discussion." Prue shot back. "I have none."
"No wonder why he wanted to kill you." Lierre muttered.
Prue narrowed her eyes and focused on the knight Lierre was about to move. Just as he was about to move it, it burst into flames.
"Hey!" He exclaimed and looked up at her. "That's cheating!"
Prue just rolled her eyes and waved her hand slightly. The piece was back on the board, good as new.
"Aha!" Lierre smiled and moved his queen forward. "Check!"
Prue yawned and moved her king.
"Checkmate."
"What?" Lierre asked, his eyes bulging, then he looked down at the board. "It's not possible... how..."
"I'm just better at this game than you." Prue said and stood up.
"No, you just cheat better than I do!" Lierre said and stood up to face Prue. She just laughed lightly and shimmered away.
Lierre looked down at the Chess board and knocked it off the table. Then he too shimmered out.
* * The Square * *
Lierre tracked Prue to The Square, where he saw her kneeling in front of a shackled demon with an expression that told him she was about to do something insane.
He quickly walked over, grabbed her by the arm, and pulled her up.
"What're you doing?" He asked.
"Jealous?" She asked with a grin.
Lierre shook it off. She was always doing that. Trying to manipulate him into doing something stupid. *Always*.
"Not really, no." Lierre said. "It's just, I don't think The Source would be too happy if you fouled up one of his best fighters somehow."
"I was just playin'." Prue said and walked to the other side of The Square, where the warlocks were kept. She walked over to the meanest looking one and kneeled down in front of him.
"What are you doing now?" Lierre asked.
"Why?" Prue asked and turned to him with a huge smile. Lierre scowled. She was doing it again.
Once again, Lierre grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up. She pouted, then crossed her arms and walked out of The Square.
"I think it's time that we find something constructive for you to do." Lierre said.
"Constructive? I think we can find something..." Prue said and touched Lierre's arm, but he took a step away from her and put his hand up.
"Stop it. It wasn't funny the first seventy times and it isn't funny now."
"It's pretty entertaining for me." Prue said and shimmered out.
Lierre just stared at the empty space where Prue was the second before and decided not to go after her.
"Too much trouble." He muttered and walked away.
* * The Source's chamber * *
Prue shimmered in the corner of the room, unnoticed by the demon that was waiting for The Source to appear. He was big, ugly, and...green. Prue scoffed and took walked forward. If Lierre wasn't going to play her game...
"Hey."
The demon turned and looked at Prue. He looked at her with an unimpressed look and turned away. That made her mad.
"You're not playing right!" Prue exclaimed, then used her telekinesis and threw the demon against the wall.
"No more."
Prue turned and saw The Source standing in his usual spot. She found it a bit creepy that he could appear so silently, but then she wished she could do that.
The demon groaned and picked himself up from the floor. He rubbed his head then walked forward. He kneeled in front of The Source and looked down at the floor.
Prue crossed her arms and stepped into the shadows. Maybe, if she was lucky, she would get to see the demon get punished.
"You wish to be the next in line to destroy the Charmed Ones?" The Source asked. Prue rolled her eyes. Was that all?
"I do, my lord." The demon answered.
The Source looked directly at Prue.
"Come forth."
Deciding that she had nothing better to do, Prue walked from the shadows and stood before The Source.
"Tell me, is he worthy?"
Prue looked down at the demon.
"Rise." She commanded. The demon quickly stood and Prue immediately fell in love with power.
She walked circles around the demon, inspecting every inch of him. She asked a few questions (some of them went unanswered because The Source deemed them unnecessary) then she stood directly in front of him. He towered a good three feet above her, but she wanted to test him. *Really* test him.
"I'm Charmed." Prue said to the demon. "I feel like a good vanquish. All I've got is my Book Of Shadows and two unconscious sisters on the brink of death. What do I do?...And what do you do?"
The demon stood for a moment, thinking it over.
"You look in your Book...f-for a vanquish." The demon said. "Now, you're looking for it quickly, but...but-but I threw an energyball."
"I'm the sister that freezes." Prue interrupted.
"Then...I-I..."
"There is no other possible scenario here except for this one." Prue said. "I'm Charmed, I am aware that you're coming. Assuming that you've somehow managed not to be killed, which is doubtful, and you nearly kill my sisters, I will be prepared with a backup. Since I am the freezing sister, I freeze you, then call the whitelighter, and you end up dead somewhere around there."
"He will fail?" The Source asked.
"Most definitely." Prue said. "He's not prepared, plus, he underestimates his enemies. You saw that when I used my power on him."
The Source thought this over, then called for his guards.
"Have him sent to The Square." The Source commanded. After the demon was dragged out, The Source turned to Prue.
"I've got something for you to do."
* * In Lierre's chamber * *
Lierre had the Chess board set up exactly like when Prue had won. He was pouring over the board and didn't notice Prue shimmer behind him.
She walked right up next to him, leaned down so she could whisper in his ear, and moved her arm around to the board.
"I won like this." She whispered into his ear, then she slowly moved the pieces.
Lierre swatted her away, then stood up, still examining the board. He raked his hand through his hair, still staring at the board. He sighed in frustration then walked away from the board.
"It doesn't matter anyway." Prue said and took Lierre's abandoned seat. She began moving the pieces around the board, knowing he was watching. "I could've won this way...this way...this way...and finally, this way."
Lierre snapped his fingers and the board disappeared. Prue smirked, knowing she was driving him nuts.
"Well," She continued. "We've got a job to do anyway."
"Oh? And what's that?" Lierre asked.