PT2
They stood in the corridor outside the elevator and nervously looked around. Prue held her finger to her lips and then nodded to Maddy. Immediately Maddy blurred and disappeared. Her faint footfalls were heard padding away from them.
"What do we do now?" Whispered Cele, as she peered into the gloomy darkness. A couple of broken lights randomly flickered on and off down the corridor, casting eerie shadows onto the walls.
"We wait for Maddy and then I come up with a plan." Prue plainly said. She put her bag onto the floor and opened the zip. After a couple of seconds of rummaging around she pulled out a couple of daggers and slid them into her boots. She looked up at Cele and Jon and pointed questioningly at the bag.
Jon shook his head and got into a fighting stance.
Cele also shook her head and held her hand up. Faint blue and green lights materialised out of the air and flooded into her open palm. They swirled around and then condensed into a small ball of electricity, which then turned into a small red rose and then changed again into a glowing fireball. After seeing Prue nod she extinguished it and wiped her hands on her jacket. "Yuck, that always leaves a horrible greasiness on my hands."
"How do you know they weren't greasy to begin with?" Questioned Maddy's disconnected voice, as she blurred back into sight. She smirked at Cele's expression and walked over to Prue. "The innocents are being kept in a what seems to be a big walk in safe, like the kind you have in banks, about five corridors away."
"Ok, that's simple enough. What about the demons?" Asked Prue. Her forehead was already creased with thoughts of how to get the innocents free.
"Ah, that's where it gets a lot less simple. They're in the room that the safe is in. And it looked like they were nearly ready begin with... you know what." Maddy replied, her cheeks blanching at the thought.
"Damn it. We have to do it now. Lets move people." She kicked the bag of weapons to the side and set off at a slow run down the corridor, her feet barely making a sound.
The other three followed close behind. As they drew closer the sound of laughter and a bizarre chanting filtered down to them. Prue held up her hand for them to stop and then slunk forwards to the end of the corridor.
She peered around the t-junction and saw a large doorway. The door was hanging off and Prue saw a room behind it. A group of demons were standing around an altar, and one of them was doing the strange chanting. In front of the altar was a roughly drawn pentagram. She almost rolled her eyes. "Well at least they're not a bunch of high-school kids trying to summon a demon to kill their math teacher."
She looked behind them and saw the safe door. It was partially open and a group of people were sitting on the floor, their hands tied behind their backs and gags over their mouths. Prue cursed and moved back to the others. "It's going to be hard. The demons are blocking the way to the innocents. They're gathered around the altar that's in front of pentagram. We have to prevent innocent blood from being spilled on the pentagram. Or else we all know what'll happen." Prue told them, apprehension on her face.
"Blood, death and a really, really nasty beast from hell." Sighed Cele. "Just an average day then..."
"Yuh. Well, you won't be joking if they do actually manage to summon it. You'll be the first to run screaming to the hills." Maddy shot bitterly.
"You take that back, I've never run from a fight. And you can be damn sure I won't start now." Cele raised her voice and stepped towards Maddy.
"Enough!" Said Prue, as she glowered at the two squabbling girls. "We are a team! And you both need to start acting like that. You need to be able to depend on each other in battle. Your very lives may depend on it one day." She turned away from them and looked back through the doorway.
One of the demons was tying one of the innocents, a young woman, to the altar, while the demon who had previously been chanting readied a knife.
"Damn it!" Cried Prue. "You two arguing has set us back, they're starting the ritual now! I'll go in and disrupt it, then you three follow." Prue lowered her head and shut her eyes.
A faint glow appeared behind the altar. It solidified into Prue's astral form. Using the element of surprise Prue leapt onto the altar and kicked the knife out of the demons hand. Without pausing she twirled and leapt into the rest of the demons. They were sent flying as her astral form dissipated.
"Now!" Shouted Prue as she re-entered her body.
Maddy immediately blurred and dashed towards the woman on the floor. She reached her and tried to undo the knots that bound her. It was no use, they were too tight. She put a hand to her belt to withdraw her trusty athame and then began cutting at the ropes.
Jon ran into the room and he jumped at the demons. His body took on the familiar blue transparency and he seemed to fly through the air. His foot connected with a demons head and sent it flying into the altar. He immediately jumped into the air and aimed a spinning kick at the demons that remained standing. They sprawled back onto the floor and he floated back down to the ground.
The chanting demon reached for the knife and threw it towards the bound women. A jet of flamed scorched through the air and knocked the knife backwards. It plunged into the chest of the demon and he burnt up in a cloud of fire. Cele held her index finger up to her mouth and blew on it, a triumphant smile on her face. She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see Prue, who was pointing at the safe door. A couple of the demons were pulling it open and trying to pull the rest of the innocents.
Cele pointed at the door and sent an arc of electricity at the door. It hit the metal door and electrified it, shocking the demons that had a hold of it. Small flashes of electricity darted around them and they burst into neon sparks.
Maddy finished cutting through the ropes and blurred back into sight. She casually leant backwards and stabbed two of the grounded demons in the chest. They burnt away and she got to her feet, pulling the unbound innocent with her.
"Ok then, good work. We got the demons and managed to save all the innocents." Prue congratulated them as she walked into now empty room. After they'd ushered all the freed people out she smiled at them. "You realise you managed to do that almost all by yourselves, barely any help from me at all."
"Aww, Prue's little angels are all grown up." Teased Cele as she wiped her hands on her coat again.
Jon smiled. "And we stopped them summoning that hell beast too."
"We rock." Maddy said simply as she threw her athame in the air. It spiralled up and then fell back towards her hand. She smiled confidently and got ready to catch it.
"Nope, you don't rock. I rock, and Jon does. You just cut through a few ropes with your damn athame." Cele bitched, her expression condescending.
With a glare Maddy turned to Cele, the athame forgotten. "You shut your mouth, Cele, I am just as useful as you and Jon. You can be such a bit- argh!" The athame fell down past her hand, nicking a finger as it fell. It clattered to the floor as a tiny drop of blood welled up. It slowly dripped off the end of her finger and landed on the painted pentagram.
The pentagram flared gold and then began pulsing with red light. Maddy's mouth fell open in horror.
Prue's eyes widened and she backed towards the door. "Oh... shit."
They stood in the corridor outside the elevator and nervously looked around. Prue held her finger to her lips and then nodded to Maddy. Immediately Maddy blurred and disappeared. Her faint footfalls were heard padding away from them.
"What do we do now?" Whispered Cele, as she peered into the gloomy darkness. A couple of broken lights randomly flickered on and off down the corridor, casting eerie shadows onto the walls.
"We wait for Maddy and then I come up with a plan." Prue plainly said. She put her bag onto the floor and opened the zip. After a couple of seconds of rummaging around she pulled out a couple of daggers and slid them into her boots. She looked up at Cele and Jon and pointed questioningly at the bag.
Jon shook his head and got into a fighting stance.
Cele also shook her head and held her hand up. Faint blue and green lights materialised out of the air and flooded into her open palm. They swirled around and then condensed into a small ball of electricity, which then turned into a small red rose and then changed again into a glowing fireball. After seeing Prue nod she extinguished it and wiped her hands on her jacket. "Yuck, that always leaves a horrible greasiness on my hands."
"How do you know they weren't greasy to begin with?" Questioned Maddy's disconnected voice, as she blurred back into sight. She smirked at Cele's expression and walked over to Prue. "The innocents are being kept in a what seems to be a big walk in safe, like the kind you have in banks, about five corridors away."
"Ok, that's simple enough. What about the demons?" Asked Prue. Her forehead was already creased with thoughts of how to get the innocents free.
"Ah, that's where it gets a lot less simple. They're in the room that the safe is in. And it looked like they were nearly ready begin with... you know what." Maddy replied, her cheeks blanching at the thought.
"Damn it. We have to do it now. Lets move people." She kicked the bag of weapons to the side and set off at a slow run down the corridor, her feet barely making a sound.
The other three followed close behind. As they drew closer the sound of laughter and a bizarre chanting filtered down to them. Prue held up her hand for them to stop and then slunk forwards to the end of the corridor.
She peered around the t-junction and saw a large doorway. The door was hanging off and Prue saw a room behind it. A group of demons were standing around an altar, and one of them was doing the strange chanting. In front of the altar was a roughly drawn pentagram. She almost rolled her eyes. "Well at least they're not a bunch of high-school kids trying to summon a demon to kill their math teacher."
She looked behind them and saw the safe door. It was partially open and a group of people were sitting on the floor, their hands tied behind their backs and gags over their mouths. Prue cursed and moved back to the others. "It's going to be hard. The demons are blocking the way to the innocents. They're gathered around the altar that's in front of pentagram. We have to prevent innocent blood from being spilled on the pentagram. Or else we all know what'll happen." Prue told them, apprehension on her face.
"Blood, death and a really, really nasty beast from hell." Sighed Cele. "Just an average day then..."
"Yuh. Well, you won't be joking if they do actually manage to summon it. You'll be the first to run screaming to the hills." Maddy shot bitterly.
"You take that back, I've never run from a fight. And you can be damn sure I won't start now." Cele raised her voice and stepped towards Maddy.
"Enough!" Said Prue, as she glowered at the two squabbling girls. "We are a team! And you both need to start acting like that. You need to be able to depend on each other in battle. Your very lives may depend on it one day." She turned away from them and looked back through the doorway.
One of the demons was tying one of the innocents, a young woman, to the altar, while the demon who had previously been chanting readied a knife.
"Damn it!" Cried Prue. "You two arguing has set us back, they're starting the ritual now! I'll go in and disrupt it, then you three follow." Prue lowered her head and shut her eyes.
A faint glow appeared behind the altar. It solidified into Prue's astral form. Using the element of surprise Prue leapt onto the altar and kicked the knife out of the demons hand. Without pausing she twirled and leapt into the rest of the demons. They were sent flying as her astral form dissipated.
"Now!" Shouted Prue as she re-entered her body.
Maddy immediately blurred and dashed towards the woman on the floor. She reached her and tried to undo the knots that bound her. It was no use, they were too tight. She put a hand to her belt to withdraw her trusty athame and then began cutting at the ropes.
Jon ran into the room and he jumped at the demons. His body took on the familiar blue transparency and he seemed to fly through the air. His foot connected with a demons head and sent it flying into the altar. He immediately jumped into the air and aimed a spinning kick at the demons that remained standing. They sprawled back onto the floor and he floated back down to the ground.
The chanting demon reached for the knife and threw it towards the bound women. A jet of flamed scorched through the air and knocked the knife backwards. It plunged into the chest of the demon and he burnt up in a cloud of fire. Cele held her index finger up to her mouth and blew on it, a triumphant smile on her face. She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see Prue, who was pointing at the safe door. A couple of the demons were pulling it open and trying to pull the rest of the innocents.
Cele pointed at the door and sent an arc of electricity at the door. It hit the metal door and electrified it, shocking the demons that had a hold of it. Small flashes of electricity darted around them and they burst into neon sparks.
Maddy finished cutting through the ropes and blurred back into sight. She casually leant backwards and stabbed two of the grounded demons in the chest. They burnt away and she got to her feet, pulling the unbound innocent with her.
"Ok then, good work. We got the demons and managed to save all the innocents." Prue congratulated them as she walked into now empty room. After they'd ushered all the freed people out she smiled at them. "You realise you managed to do that almost all by yourselves, barely any help from me at all."
"Aww, Prue's little angels are all grown up." Teased Cele as she wiped her hands on her coat again.
Jon smiled. "And we stopped them summoning that hell beast too."
"We rock." Maddy said simply as she threw her athame in the air. It spiralled up and then fell back towards her hand. She smiled confidently and got ready to catch it.
"Nope, you don't rock. I rock, and Jon does. You just cut through a few ropes with your damn athame." Cele bitched, her expression condescending.
With a glare Maddy turned to Cele, the athame forgotten. "You shut your mouth, Cele, I am just as useful as you and Jon. You can be such a bit- argh!" The athame fell down past her hand, nicking a finger as it fell. It clattered to the floor as a tiny drop of blood welled up. It slowly dripped off the end of her finger and landed on the painted pentagram.
The pentagram flared gold and then began pulsing with red light. Maddy's mouth fell open in horror.
Prue's eyes widened and she backed towards the door. "Oh... shit."
