"Piper, check this out." Phoebe yelled from in kitchen. Piper got up off the couch, and walked in. Paige was sitting a chair, and Phoebe was grinning.

"What?"

"Watch this… Paige, try to orb away." Phoebe responded. Paige sighed as if this was the fifth time she had done it, and tried to orb away but she just sat there, handcuffed to the chair, her eyes closed shut. Piper wasn't following.

"Paige lost the ability to orb?" Piper asked, confused.

"No, see, when Paris shimmered away before I could finish talking, I was mad. So, I came up with these." Phoebe wiggled the handcuffs still on Paige's wrist. "They're like magical handcuffs. No one can orb or shimmer out of them. So, when I really need to talk to her, and I know she'll try to get away, BAM!" Phoebe acted as if she was cuffing the air.

"Phoebe, as great as these are, could you let me go?" Paige inquired, sitting there.

"Oh, sorry Paige." Phoebe walked over to Paige, and unlocked them with a key.

"If you could make a bracelet that does the same thing that would…" Piper was saying when a scream came from the living room.

"Let me go!!" Paris screamed; Leo still held on to her.

"Piper, do we have a rope?" Leo asked as the three women walked in. Paris stomped on Leo's foot causing him to let go, only for held to be pinned down by Cole. Paige called for some rope.

"Cole! What are you doing to her?" Phoebe asked, rushing to her daughter.

"There's something wrong with her, Phoebe." Cole responded, looking into Phoebe's eye.

"Phoebe, think quick." Piper tossed the handcuffs to her. Cole caught them in midair, and quickly snapped them on Paris. He lifted her up, sat her on the couch, and stood behind the couch to hold her down by her shoulders.

"What's wrong with you? Is this some sort of rebellion?" Phoebe asked, her voice mixed with concern and anger.

"Phoebe, look at her eyes, they're red. And her hair was never that light, it's almost gray. I don't think this is exactly her anymore." Leo commented, studying Paris' features. Phoebe looked at Paris' eyes, as Paris looked away, and sighed.

"Great, my daughter is now full demon." Phoebe said, nodding her head. "Well… I'm going to go look in the BOS and try to identify what she is exactly. This'll be fun…" Phoebe went on ranting as she walked up the stairs, towards the attic.

"I'll go help her…" Piper said, jogging after Phoebe.

"I'll go get a chair so you don't have to stand there and hold her." Paige said, setting down the rope and walking into the dining room.

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"Uhh! This is the fifth demon we've come across with the same description as what's happening to Paris, and we're not even halfway through the book!" Phoebe yelled in frustration.

"I know… gray hair, red eyes… not much to go on." Piper agreed, sitting on the old couch.

"Hey, I bought some ice tea up, just in case you were thirsty." Melinda said, stepping into the attic.

"Thanks." Piper said, taking the drink.

"I bet you this happened when she went to see that boy…" Phoebe said, still lost in her thoughts.

"Justin?" Melinda commented.

"Yeah… she must've been attacked then when she went to see him. Do you think he planned it?"

"Justin wouldn't do that. He was probably the one who saved her. You said it yourself, there were at least three demons. Paris couldn't have fought them off herself."

"Only if we could talk to him, he might be able to narrow this demon hunt down." Piper sighed, continuing flipping through the book. Melinda got an idea and left the attic. She went into her room, found a hidden bottle of the vanquishing potion for Justin, and slipped it into her pocket. She tiptoed to the top of the staircase, and looked down. Paris was still tied to the chair, Leo, Cole, and Paige watching her. She looked back behind her for the last time and orbed away.

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"Justin?" Melinda called out to the empty warehouse. It hadn't changed since that the last she had seen it. She began to pace up and down the bare floor. "Come on, I know you're either here, or you can hear me. It's about Paris." Footsteps could be heard in the distance, heading in the direction of her.

"What about Paris?" Justin asked, emerging from the shadows (Haha, shadows, BOS. Whooo… oh sorry, keep reading).

"Hey, hey, not any closer. What happened to Paris?"

"Happened? I didn't do anything. Is she okay?"

"Oh, she's only a cocky, ravaging, gray haired demon, that's all." Melinda answered sarcastically.

"A demon? Oh no…" Justin ran his fingers through his hair.

"Oh no? What's 'oh no' suppose to mean?"

"When she came to see me, she was attacked by some demons. By the time I had come to help, they had her pinned down and she was screaming in pain. I killed two of them and the other two left. I didn't think they had done anything serious to her."

"Well, they did, and we don't know who they were, so we can't help her. I thought you might've known what they were."

"I've heard of them, but this is only a rough guess, they could be something else. They're called Trigons. They're like most demons, after witches' powers. I'll check around to make sure."

"Thanks…" Melinda began to walk off, but then turned around. "Justin, if I find you had anything to do with what's happening to Paris, I have a bottle with your name on it." Melinda then orbed off before he could say anything.

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            Paige was stretched out on the couch, Cole leaning against the wall, and Leo sitting in a chair. Paige glanced over at Paris for the fiftieth time, looking as if she was going to say something but wouldn't, and look back. Paris was getting annoyed by this, and just could take it anymore.

"If you want to say something, say it." Paige sat up and looked at her niece.

"I was just thinking who was looking sleazy now. The way I hear it, you were doing your little stripper routine in the middle of the woods."

"Paige!" Leo scolded. "Paris, I know there's some good left in you." Leo was now standing over Paris. "You've got to fight this evil, you can't let it win."

"I know, Leo, it's just…" Paris sniffed as if she was about to cry.

"It's just, what?" Paris kicked Leo in the stomach.

"You're so gullible." Paris started laughing.

"Leo, you know that speech never works." Cole commented, still leaning against the wall.

"You people disgust me, he's the only one here with a brain." Paris spat on the floor. The carpet began to bubble, and disintegrate. Piper and Phoebe came down the stairs carrying the BOS.

"Ok, we have twelve demon suspects, and ten potions to try. Some of these demons just need a Power of Three spell." Piper announced.

"Add acid spit to your list." Paige said, pointing to the carpet.

"I just had this dry cleaned!" Piper complained.

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A/N: Umm… not really a cliff hanger. I now trust you, the reader, to come back on your own free will. I have conflicting ideas for the next chapter, so I'm not sure when those will be resolved. Oh, to answer one the questions, that guy in woods was just some random guy, no one important to the story. Just two teens having fun… a little too much fun. Haha, I make myself laugh at the stupidest things. Oh, review please.