Disclaimer: I do not own the series 'Charmed' (unfortunately). The
characters I own are the ones you haven't heard of. This was set for when
Prue was still alive.
Chapter 17
Natalie screamed in pain as she was pulled into the centre of the black crater surrounded by the five demons. Her strawberry blonde hair was now a mess and her suit was singed. She looked down- she didn't dare make eye contact with her bosses. The shortest demon bellowed, "You have failed to obey our orders!" Natalie looked up slightly, "That's not-" "SILENCE!" he boomed, cutting her off in mid- sentence, "We told you to killed the Charmed Ones, evil or not and they are still alive. You have failed us, you have failed the Source!" the one standing next to him added fiercely, "We do not tolerate failure and we are sick to Hell of your weaselling! Your time has expired!" Before Natalie could do or say anything, he pointed at her, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggghhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Natalie let out the most blood curdling of screams as she caught aflame and burnt to a crisp. Nothing remained in the crater, except a smoking hair- clip. * * * * * * Prue shivered in the cold breeze as all three sisters hugged together. Of all things they never expected this. A giant cobra hovered above them- upside down. It was probably something to do with being inside a mirror that the snake was actually standing on it's head- and spitting venom from it's tail? Its tongue lashed out, grazing Pipers pants, "Yeesh!" she squealed, jumping backwards. The snake twitched its head. "Oh, it's so creepy when it does that!" Phoebe quivered. Prue stepped forward, "Wait- we're witches!" and threw her arm forwards. The snake hurled backwards and hissed. Prue flung a stick at its face, it hissed again. It charged towards them angrily. Prue pointed at him one more time and wrapped it's tail around its throat- wherever that was- somewhere in that area. It choked in mid-hiss and fainted. The body fizzled and melted away. Piper stared at the scaly puddle on the floor in disgust, "Ew! If it was that easy to kill that snake, why was it there?" Phoebe shrugged, "I dunno, maybe the switch demon is up to something." Prue pouted, "Or maybe Prue saved the day, and our butts, again." "Don't be so narcissistic!" Piper poked Prue on the shoulder. An echo filled the air, "I've been expecting you!" a slimy voice bellowed, "Glad to know I can defeat not just one, but three witches in one go! The Charmed Ones." The surroundings around the sisters changed from a smoky desert into an arena. Fake cheers came from all directions, but there wasn't anyone in sight, "What is this- a poor recreation of a cheesy pep-rally?" Phoebe snorted. A throne materialised in front of them and a figure appeared on it. He was a truly hideous being. His skin was the colour of blood mixed with tar and his teeth were unbearably long, and a sickening yellow colour, to match his abnormally long fingernails. A black cape was draped over his shoulders and it had maggots crawling all over it! In his hand, he held a small machete with a jewelled handle, quite like the one of the hand mirror. Phoebe recognised him all too well, "Xavier?" she demanded shakily. His ugly grin widened, "Call me Zavoriac!" he replied smugly. Piper and Prue glared at him in turn. Prue narrowed her eyes at him in attempt to give him a big, telekinetic shove. He jerked back his head in surprise but that was about it. He laughed, "Foolish witches," he cackled, "do you really think that your little parlour tricks are going to work on me?" Phoebe stepped forward, "It's over." She said flatly and threw the potion at him. He simply yawned and pointed at the bottle. It floated into the air and hovered aimlessly in the black sky. He laughed once more. Prue clenched her teeth, Phoebe bit her lip nervously and Piper stared at the potion floating at least twelve feet above them. Next thing she knew, she was being hurled to the ground, so were her sisters. She looked over her shoulder and saw a face she had never been happier to see, "Leo!" she cried, "Thank God!" Leo got off her and pulled her behind a rock, Phoebe too, "What's going on?" Phoebe asked, a little dazed from being knocked over. "Sorry," Leo apologised, "you had a dagger almost decapitating you guys." "Wait a second," Piper looked around, "where's Prue?" "Relax," Leo soothed, "she's on the other side with Andy." "Whoa!" Phoebe shouted in surprise when an athame shot out of nowhere and pinned down the leg of her jeans. Piper leaned over and pulled it out, leaving an unfashionable slit in Phoebes pants. "Prue don't." Andy warned Prue as he grabbed her right wrist. He knew that she'd risk her life to save her sisters and it was most likely she wouldn't survive if he let her go for it. Prue didn't say anything. She crouched down obediently behind the rock. Still, she sneaked a peek to see if her sisters were all right. She turned back to Andy, "Andy, did you and Leo find anything out about the demon?" she asked. "Well, he's very strong, his power is equivalent to the Power of Three." "Does he have any weaknesses?" Prue whispered desperately. "None that I can think of- he lives in the mirror." Prue looked at him, "Andy, how does that really help?" Andy shrugged hopelessly, "I don't know, the Elders told us that information but not why it was relevant. However, he isn't very crafty- you'll have to outsmart him." How? Prue asked herself. She looked out again and saw Phoebe waving her arms at Zavoriac, dancing like some sort of insane person, "Come on Zavvy- boy! Bet you can't get me!" Prue looked at Piper and Leo. She couldn't decipher what they were saying but the were beckoning her back urgently. Prue swung her arm in Phoebe's direction, making her fly backwards and next to Piper. She saw her sister give her a grateful thumbs- up. Zavoriac just laughed uncontrollably, "Stupid witch!" he cackled. He clapped his hands and all three sisters flew into the centre of the stadium. Piper's hands flew up, "Hah! Laugh at this!" Zavoriac froze in mid- cackle, Why didn't he blow up!? Piper though angrily. The demon's head moved as he forced himself out of the time freeze. Prue tapped Piper's shoulder, "He's powerful than all three of us- but he's not so smart!" she whispered to her sisters. Piper scrunched her nose at Prue- she was started to hate her freezing power! Especially since most of their opponents seemed immune to it! Zavoriac continued to laugh, in fact, he was more amused than before. "Are we going to stand here, or are we going to kick some demon butt?" Phoebe asked impatiently. She picked up a machete and lobbed it in the demon's direction. He didn't expect it and it hit his cheek, and sank into his heinous flesh. He grimaced in pain and yanked it out, leaving nothing but a mere hole, "Oh yeah, I forgot," Phoebe bit her lip, "upper level demons don't bleed." Prue astral- projected out of her body and appeared behind Zavoriac. He turned round just in time to see Prues fist land in his face, which exploded in pain. Piper ran in the opposite direction and started to climb the rocky wall, towards the floating potion. Zavoriac turned away from Prue only to be hit in the chest with Phoebe's foot. He groaned in pain again. Piper stopped when she saw that the potion was within reach. She stretched her arm out, but the bottle floated away. She slipped and fell down a foot or two. She grabbed hold of a nearby ledge, "Leo! Andy! A little help here!" Andy and Leo orbed up to Piper. Leo held Piper and Andy grabbed the potion. All three of them came down. "Phoebe! Prue! Catch!" the potion flew into the air. Prue continued to fight Zavoriac, who had got up and started to fight back, Phoebe ran forward and caught the bottle. Prue disappeared back into her own body, and Xavier turned round confused. Phoebe grinned, "Bottoms up Xavier!" She slammed the potion into his chest and joined her sisters to do the chant, "He who's evil travels back and forth through time and space, May his particles move out of place, Make his ways neutral and never to be found Push his soul and his evil underground!" A bright light shone around the demon and he screamed in pain. His body fell apart and he melted slowly, "I'LL GET YOU, WITCHES!" he shouted vengefully. He burst into flames and his remains dissolved into nothing. Prue, Piper and Phoebe hugged each other. All of a sudden, the ground started to shake, "What's happening?" Prue shouted, holding onto her sisters tighter. "It's the mirror!" Leo shouted, "It's falling apart!" the two whitelighters ran to the sisters and held them, orbing them out of the mirror and the whole scenery glowed and collapsed.
Chapter 17
Natalie screamed in pain as she was pulled into the centre of the black crater surrounded by the five demons. Her strawberry blonde hair was now a mess and her suit was singed. She looked down- she didn't dare make eye contact with her bosses. The shortest demon bellowed, "You have failed to obey our orders!" Natalie looked up slightly, "That's not-" "SILENCE!" he boomed, cutting her off in mid- sentence, "We told you to killed the Charmed Ones, evil or not and they are still alive. You have failed us, you have failed the Source!" the one standing next to him added fiercely, "We do not tolerate failure and we are sick to Hell of your weaselling! Your time has expired!" Before Natalie could do or say anything, he pointed at her, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggghhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Natalie let out the most blood curdling of screams as she caught aflame and burnt to a crisp. Nothing remained in the crater, except a smoking hair- clip. * * * * * * Prue shivered in the cold breeze as all three sisters hugged together. Of all things they never expected this. A giant cobra hovered above them- upside down. It was probably something to do with being inside a mirror that the snake was actually standing on it's head- and spitting venom from it's tail? Its tongue lashed out, grazing Pipers pants, "Yeesh!" she squealed, jumping backwards. The snake twitched its head. "Oh, it's so creepy when it does that!" Phoebe quivered. Prue stepped forward, "Wait- we're witches!" and threw her arm forwards. The snake hurled backwards and hissed. Prue flung a stick at its face, it hissed again. It charged towards them angrily. Prue pointed at him one more time and wrapped it's tail around its throat- wherever that was- somewhere in that area. It choked in mid-hiss and fainted. The body fizzled and melted away. Piper stared at the scaly puddle on the floor in disgust, "Ew! If it was that easy to kill that snake, why was it there?" Phoebe shrugged, "I dunno, maybe the switch demon is up to something." Prue pouted, "Or maybe Prue saved the day, and our butts, again." "Don't be so narcissistic!" Piper poked Prue on the shoulder. An echo filled the air, "I've been expecting you!" a slimy voice bellowed, "Glad to know I can defeat not just one, but three witches in one go! The Charmed Ones." The surroundings around the sisters changed from a smoky desert into an arena. Fake cheers came from all directions, but there wasn't anyone in sight, "What is this- a poor recreation of a cheesy pep-rally?" Phoebe snorted. A throne materialised in front of them and a figure appeared on it. He was a truly hideous being. His skin was the colour of blood mixed with tar and his teeth were unbearably long, and a sickening yellow colour, to match his abnormally long fingernails. A black cape was draped over his shoulders and it had maggots crawling all over it! In his hand, he held a small machete with a jewelled handle, quite like the one of the hand mirror. Phoebe recognised him all too well, "Xavier?" she demanded shakily. His ugly grin widened, "Call me Zavoriac!" he replied smugly. Piper and Prue glared at him in turn. Prue narrowed her eyes at him in attempt to give him a big, telekinetic shove. He jerked back his head in surprise but that was about it. He laughed, "Foolish witches," he cackled, "do you really think that your little parlour tricks are going to work on me?" Phoebe stepped forward, "It's over." She said flatly and threw the potion at him. He simply yawned and pointed at the bottle. It floated into the air and hovered aimlessly in the black sky. He laughed once more. Prue clenched her teeth, Phoebe bit her lip nervously and Piper stared at the potion floating at least twelve feet above them. Next thing she knew, she was being hurled to the ground, so were her sisters. She looked over her shoulder and saw a face she had never been happier to see, "Leo!" she cried, "Thank God!" Leo got off her and pulled her behind a rock, Phoebe too, "What's going on?" Phoebe asked, a little dazed from being knocked over. "Sorry," Leo apologised, "you had a dagger almost decapitating you guys." "Wait a second," Piper looked around, "where's Prue?" "Relax," Leo soothed, "she's on the other side with Andy." "Whoa!" Phoebe shouted in surprise when an athame shot out of nowhere and pinned down the leg of her jeans. Piper leaned over and pulled it out, leaving an unfashionable slit in Phoebes pants. "Prue don't." Andy warned Prue as he grabbed her right wrist. He knew that she'd risk her life to save her sisters and it was most likely she wouldn't survive if he let her go for it. Prue didn't say anything. She crouched down obediently behind the rock. Still, she sneaked a peek to see if her sisters were all right. She turned back to Andy, "Andy, did you and Leo find anything out about the demon?" she asked. "Well, he's very strong, his power is equivalent to the Power of Three." "Does he have any weaknesses?" Prue whispered desperately. "None that I can think of- he lives in the mirror." Prue looked at him, "Andy, how does that really help?" Andy shrugged hopelessly, "I don't know, the Elders told us that information but not why it was relevant. However, he isn't very crafty- you'll have to outsmart him." How? Prue asked herself. She looked out again and saw Phoebe waving her arms at Zavoriac, dancing like some sort of insane person, "Come on Zavvy- boy! Bet you can't get me!" Prue looked at Piper and Leo. She couldn't decipher what they were saying but the were beckoning her back urgently. Prue swung her arm in Phoebe's direction, making her fly backwards and next to Piper. She saw her sister give her a grateful thumbs- up. Zavoriac just laughed uncontrollably, "Stupid witch!" he cackled. He clapped his hands and all three sisters flew into the centre of the stadium. Piper's hands flew up, "Hah! Laugh at this!" Zavoriac froze in mid- cackle, Why didn't he blow up!? Piper though angrily. The demon's head moved as he forced himself out of the time freeze. Prue tapped Piper's shoulder, "He's powerful than all three of us- but he's not so smart!" she whispered to her sisters. Piper scrunched her nose at Prue- she was started to hate her freezing power! Especially since most of their opponents seemed immune to it! Zavoriac continued to laugh, in fact, he was more amused than before. "Are we going to stand here, or are we going to kick some demon butt?" Phoebe asked impatiently. She picked up a machete and lobbed it in the demon's direction. He didn't expect it and it hit his cheek, and sank into his heinous flesh. He grimaced in pain and yanked it out, leaving nothing but a mere hole, "Oh yeah, I forgot," Phoebe bit her lip, "upper level demons don't bleed." Prue astral- projected out of her body and appeared behind Zavoriac. He turned round just in time to see Prues fist land in his face, which exploded in pain. Piper ran in the opposite direction and started to climb the rocky wall, towards the floating potion. Zavoriac turned away from Prue only to be hit in the chest with Phoebe's foot. He groaned in pain again. Piper stopped when she saw that the potion was within reach. She stretched her arm out, but the bottle floated away. She slipped and fell down a foot or two. She grabbed hold of a nearby ledge, "Leo! Andy! A little help here!" Andy and Leo orbed up to Piper. Leo held Piper and Andy grabbed the potion. All three of them came down. "Phoebe! Prue! Catch!" the potion flew into the air. Prue continued to fight Zavoriac, who had got up and started to fight back, Phoebe ran forward and caught the bottle. Prue disappeared back into her own body, and Xavier turned round confused. Phoebe grinned, "Bottoms up Xavier!" She slammed the potion into his chest and joined her sisters to do the chant, "He who's evil travels back and forth through time and space, May his particles move out of place, Make his ways neutral and never to be found Push his soul and his evil underground!" A bright light shone around the demon and he screamed in pain. His body fell apart and he melted slowly, "I'LL GET YOU, WITCHES!" he shouted vengefully. He burst into flames and his remains dissolved into nothing. Prue, Piper and Phoebe hugged each other. All of a sudden, the ground started to shake, "What's happening?" Prue shouted, holding onto her sisters tighter. "It's the mirror!" Leo shouted, "It's falling apart!" the two whitelighters ran to the sisters and held them, orbing them out of the mirror and the whole scenery glowed and collapsed.