A/N: Almost at the end :O

*There's Something About Melinda*

In the meantime Prue and Phoebe were exploring the last of the rooms in their wing. 'This officially sucks.' Phoebe announced, as they started over in the kitchen to begin their search again.

Prue ignored her, as she looked around the kitchen carefully.

'Okay, Prue? Now's not the time to eat.' Phoebe told her as Prue headed towards the pantry. Phoebe scurried after her. 'Prue?'

'I'm not getting food Phoebe.' Prue replied in exasperation. 'I just have a hunch.' Prue pulled the bolt on the pantry back and opened it. 'Ah-ha!' She exclaimed. The pantry was filled with shelves of food, but also was a door.

'What?' Phoebe couldn't see the door, which was disguised well. It had been painted creamy to match the wallpaper, and even had shelves attached to it, with food on it.

'Look.' Prue rolled her eyes, and walked to the end of the small room. Hidden behind a box of cereal were five locks and a few padlocks. There was a doorknob behind a packet of chips, with a keyhole in the doorknob.

'This shouldn't be too hard.' Prue said to Phoebe. Prue concentrated, and the locks ripped themselves off the door.

'Boy am I glad you retained your powers when you became a whitelighter. Though since when could you break metal?' Phoebe wondered.

'Shh.' Prue told her, as she unbolted the locks on the door. Waving at the doorknob, it flew out. Prue pushed open the door and gasped.

* *

'Mellie?' Piper asked. 'Maybe it's better you orb home to daddy?'

Melinda frowned. 'Mommy I can never get my orbing right unless it's right above me like upstairs.'

'Yeah Piper her orbing is way off.' Paige agreed.

'Melinda, I really don't think it's safe for you to be here.' Piper objected. 'I mean what with all these illusions. you're just a little girl. You're only three years old.'

'But I'll be four soon!' Melinda boasted.

'In six months.' Piper said wearily. 'Please?'

Melinda stubbornly shook her head. Piper sighed. 'Fine. But stick close to me or Aunt Paige, and if anything happens you orb out.'

'It wouldn't matter, she can't orb out remember?' Paige reminded her. 'The only way out is for us to orb to the front door and then leave the normal way, which totally sucks.'

Piper frowned, and picked Melinda up. 'Now keep quiet Mellie, we have to find Wyatt and Grace.' She told her. 'Can you keep quiet?'

Melinda nodded, then screamed. A man with the coldest eyes she'd ever seen was standing in front of them.

'This isn't an illusion is it?' Piper asked quietly.

'No it's not.' Paige said firmly. 'We examine paintings.' Paige told him. 'Do you think you could show us where all the paintings are in the house?'

The man raised his eyebrow. 'I didn't call for anyone. And I know for certain my wife didn't because I found her knocked out in the hallway.' He said in a quiet, spine chilling voice.

'Oh that's horrible.' Piper said, aghast. 'Who would do such?'

'I'd assume you. Either you're trying to steal a painting or you're not who you say you are.' His eyes flickered over them. 'Witches I'd say.'

Piper glanced at Paige, and then waved her hands at him. He blew up in a cloud of black dust like Korrine. Piper smirked, then looked somewhat scared as the black dust reformed itself into the man.

'Since you didn't blow up like Korrine, I'll assume that you're Krazias.' Piper asked.

He nodded and smirked. 'That would be me, correct. And I'll assume, after that show of power, that you are the Charmed ones. Or at least, two of them. Where's the third?'

'Don't you mean third and fourth?' Paige asked with a smirk.

Krazias shrugged. 'It doesn't bother me. Just more to feed on.' He looked at Melinda. 'Now who do we have here?'

Melinda looked at him, terrified, as he shot out his finger. Piper was about to blow him up again, but before he could do anything and she could blow him up, Melinda waved her little hands and blew him up herself.

'You mean man.' She sniffled. 'I don't like you.'

Paige and Piper grinned. 'Uh oh.' Piper said, as the demon began to re- form.

'Quick Paige, let's get out of here!' Piper cried. Melinda orbed out, taking Piper with her since she was carrying her. Paige looked at their disappearing orb.

'Lamp.' She called. A lamp orbed into her hand, and she orbed behind the demon. She smashed it over his head, before orbing out, and wondering if she had knocked him out cold or if he was unaffected.

* *

Prue and Phoebe gaped at the children in the room. There were around a hundred, and they were all hysterical, crying, screaming or rocking in quiet balls.

They paid no attention to Prue or Phoebe. 'They've been fed upon.' Prue said softly. 'We need to get them out of here.'

Suddenly Piper and Melinda orbed in. 'Bad news. You can't actually orb out of the house.' Piper reported. She gasped as she saw all the children, and looked even more anxious when she saw neither Grace nor Wyatt amongst them.

Paige orbed in, just in time to hear Piper's question.

'I just thought of something. Where did Andy and Leo go if you can't orb out?' Paige asked. The four exchanged worried glances.

'They can handle themselves. We'll worry about that later.' Prue decided. 'We have to save these innocents.'

'Hey wait, what's that?' Phoebe asked, stepping into the room, and over to a curtain. It was covering a window, but beside the window was a door.

'It's another window isn't it?' Prue asked.

'That's what they want you to think.' Phoebe replied.

'Door.' Paige said lazily. The door orbed away and in front of her. Piper froze it, and the girls proceeded into the room.

'Grace!' Phoebe cried.

'Wyatt!' Piper put Melinda down and run to her son, who was lying almost unconscious.

'Mom?' He slurred. 'Is that you?'

'It's me.' Piper confirmed. 'Are you okay?' Piper gave him a look over. 'You were drugged weren't you?'

'No.' Wyatt objected. 'I've been awake the whole t-time.'

'Then why aren't you afraid like they are? Why are you so feverish?' Piper asked frantically.

'He fed too much. sucked all the fear out. Stopped multiplying.' Grace murmured, as she flopped onto her side.

'We're going to need some healing done.' Piper muttered, putting the back of her hand against Wyatt's sweaty forehead.

Paige and Melinda stepped forward. Prue was too busy looking around in the room they had been held captive in.

'Why was Melinda put separate?' Prue asked. Everyone's eyes turned to Melinda.

'There's something about you girlie.' Phoebe whispered to her niece. 'You must be something pretty special.'

'And I thought Wyatt was going to be powerful when he was born.' Piper muttered. 'Sweetie, what'd they do to you?'

Wyatt stood up and shook his head. 'I don't know.' He admitted. 'My shield was practically immune to them.'

'Want to know why?' Another voice asked. All of them turned around. It was Krazias and his wife.

'Why?' Piper challenged.

'Your son puts his shield up out of fear to protect himself. We eat fear.' Laughed Krazias. 'In case you forgot.' Krazias pointed his finger at them. 'Who should I start with Jezebel dear?'

'Jezebel? What a name!' Grace snorted. Phoebe glanced at her, but didn't tell her off.

Melinda stepped forward. Wyatt couldn't blow people up, but for some reason, even though she was younger, she could.

She waved her hands at Jezebel. She blew up, just as Korrine had.

'Jezebel!' Krazias screamed. 'You little.' Krazias stepped forward and shot his finger out at Melinda. A wisp of silvery stuff started to go towards him.

'No!' Grace and Wyatt cried out. Wyatt tried to freeze the silvery orb. It hung suspended for a moment, before continuing it's path to Krazias, who was grinning maliciously.

Grace threw an energy ball at Krazias, and Wyatt continued freezing the orb to prevent it or save time.

The sisters gathered together. 'Are you ready?' Prue whispered, and threw the potion at the feet of Krazias. It began to smolder and he started screaming.

'Krazias, demon of evil intent

Send him to hell, and let him be spent.' They recited. Phoebe tried not to cringe at her terrible spell, but it did the job anyway.

Krazias began screaming. He disappeared in a roar of flames.