Evil Times Five
I do not own Charmed
Chapter 3: Three days.
Day One
Jack stood alone in the Wasteland. He had his eyes closed and his blond hair blew in the wind. He slowly brought up his right hand, and then his left. He tensed his muscles and formed two energy balls, one in each hand. As he held them he opened his eyes and suddenly let out a yell, he force the two balls together, forcing them to grow. His muscles bulged under the strain. Once they had joined he held his hands over his head, the energy ball floated between them, he began to focus more energy into it until the energy ball was massive, when it had reached its capacity he threw it, and it collided with another cliff causing it to explode.
"Nice Jack, your getting good at this," Cole said as he blurred in.
"Thanks, but I don't think that now is the time for praise, I have to get stronger," Jack replied.
"I know Jack, take it easy, your doing fine," Cole said. Cole knew in his mind what the truth was. This battle didn't depend on himself, or the Charmed Ones, Jack was from the line of a Source, his power was incredible, he just hadn't realized it yet. Jack was on a dark road. Cole knew Jack, possibly better than anyone, he had gone through exactly what Jack had. Jack was a demon, an incredibly powerful one, but he also has the soul of a man, a good man, one who wants to protect, but at times demonic urges can be too strong, and what happens to a man who can no longer contain his demons? His demons contain him, but that just may be what he needed to stop the clan of Sources. If Jack were to totally give in to his demonic self, like Cole had when he fought Sikes, he may be able to stop him. This wasn't something that Cole had ever wanted to suggest, but he felt he had to, the only question in his mind was that, if Jack let the demon take control, would he be able to influence him, and would he ever be able to regain control of him body. These questions bounced around in Cole's head until he made a decision, then he said,
"Jack come here, we need to talk." *** ".some pigs feet, and a pinch of Ginger, and that should be it!" Paige said.
"Yep, we're done but no where near ready," Piper said, "We've only got tonight, before Cole comes to get us."
"I think its kind of nice of him to offer to help us train, I mean the Demonic Wasteland, we get to go there, and we're not even Demons!" Phoebe said.
"Phoebe, you do remember that you've been there before, remember, when Cole was trying to contact you after we had vanquished him as the Source." Paige added.
"Yeah its funny, the first time Cole trained me, we were getting ready to battle the Source for the first time."
"Yeah that's right, that was the same time that we switched bodies," Paige exclaimed with a pout.
"Look, I'm going to go check on Wyatt," Piper said, "I think it'd be a good idea if we all get some rest, I mean Cole's going to be here at the crack of dawn, and were gonna need energy for some kick ass demonic training. So I bid you all good night," She said with a comical bow, and continued up the stairs."
"That goes for me too, Paige, I'm exhausted," Phoebe said with a loud yawn, "I'll see you tomorrow.
Paige stood alone in the kitchen as though she was pondering something. She had found all of the ingredients for the mysterious spell in the Book of Shadows. It was a risk, the spell was complicated in the wording, if she was right, she would be able to say this spell, and be able to augment her current power, but if she was wrong, this spell could totally erase her powers forever, she sat down to think some more, the only thing she didn't actually understand was which power be augmented. If is boosted her orbing power that wouldn't do her any good, but if it was her version of telekinesis that was augmented, that that could be helpful. Finally she decided, she stepped back and brew the potion, when it was finished she transferred the liquid into a bottle, corked it, and threw it at her feet. As smoke began to rise, she chanted the words of the spell,
The Greatest evil shall be done,
The Greatest Good must be done,
If I am the one,
Grant my powers an extra boost,
One that will come to good use.
The wind picked up and engulfed Paige, she didn't know what happened, but she didn't feel any different, she tried using her powers, and they all worked. She went to bed, figuring that the spell hadn't actually worked. Little did the youngest sister know, that she had finally played into Destiny's hand, and was truly about to take Prue's place as Super Witch, in the Triumvirate that is the Power of Three.
***
Night had fallen on the Wasteland, but the demonic duo were still at work. Cole's request of Jack had hit him hard. Jack had never actually taken the form of his demonic self, but he had toned into the extra power that it held before. Often when angry and consumed with hate, the demon would take advantage of the situation and find an outlet, a way through Jack's psyche, and take control of Jack's body. It had happened before, when some kids beat up his little brother, Matt. Jack's anger flowed through him, and the demon took over, he led Jack to the kids, and when Jack found them, they never bothered anyone again. When that happened, Jack didn't know what it was, he decided to hold in his feelings, but when Cole asked him to attempt to transform, he was worried.
"What if I lose control? Huh? Its happened before! If I actually transform into it, then how do you know that I will ever be able to come back. The Demon has been locked within me since I was born, that's sixteen years of confinement, when it gets out and takes a form of its own, its definitely not going to want to go back!" Jack exclaimed.
"Jack I understand what you're saying, but I'm suggesting that you transform, and that take the Demon over. If you could operate your demonic body the way you operate your human body, you will truly be unstoppable. I will not let it conquer you, I swear. All you need to do is find a trigger, rage, sadness, pain, whatever you need. Please, all I ask of you is that you try."
"Fine," Jack said, "I will."
Jack took a few steps away from Cole, and silently prayed that he wouldn't regret this. Then he closed his eyes, and thoughts ran through his head, the emotion flowed over him like water, he saw images he never wanted to see, his parents dead, his brother impaled, his friends massacred, and the next this he knew, he opened his light blue eyes, and as the tears rolled out, he yelled, he yelled nothing in particular, just a simple cry of pain, pain he knew he must stop, and that emotion pushed him over the brink, as he was releasing his primal cry, his body began to change, he grew taller, from his already tall stature of six foot two, to six foot five. His blond hair disappear, and his eyes turned a cold black. His muscles bulged with excess strength, and his skin turned a charcoal, and tribal markings began to draw themselves all over his body in a glowing white, it truly would have been a beautiful peace of art if Jack hadn't been able to raise the dead with the evil Cole could feel him emitting.
Then, when the transformation was complete, Cole stood his ground, and asked, "Jack. are you there, come on buddy, I know you can do it."
Then the Demon spoke, "Jack is here, but not in control," the demon laughed maniacally, "If you want his human, come and get him."
"Shut up asshole, I know he's in there, I've been in the exact same position as he is, when ever Belthazor would take over me, now what is your now demon?" Cole asked.
"I have none, since my human self was not born a demon, he was never given a demonic alias, but that won't keep me from eating your heart, half breed."
"Oh shut up," Cole said as he waved his arm and the demon flew backwards. "I know, I'll give you a name. We'll call you Bantor, since your obviously going to make a lot of noise. Now, if you want to continue your worthless existence, let Jack take over."
"Whose gonna make me? You?"
Cole answered by simply forming any energy ball.
"Fine, Bantor is gone"
"Jack you there?" Cole asked.
"Yeah its me, how do I look?"
"Magnificent, you're definitely from a high blood line."
"Whatever, I'm changing back."
As Jack returned to his human form he asked Cole,
"Now what"
"Now my friend, you practice, make it second nature, train your transformation to be a matter of pure instinct."
"Ok, but what are you gonna do Cole, you haven't really done a whole lot of training?"
"I'm gonna go get the girls," he replied with a smile.
***
In the deepest levels of the underworld, demons were hard at work preparing for the resurrection of their former leaders. Preparations were being made, human sacrifices were being gathered, blood was being spilled, an overall sense of "happiness" had spread over the populous of the underworld. They were about to make the most amazing come back ever, and not even the Charmed Ones would be able to stop them. Despite all the work being done, the demons were no wear near being ready. They had managed to gather the ingredients for the resurrection spell except for two, the "dark orb" of a darklighter, and the tongue of a leprechaun. The darklighter orb was easy to obtain in theory, but every time the low level demons "trap" one it disappeared. The Leprechaun tongue was a totally different story. Leprechaun's are tricksters, but are generally good creatures, spreading their luck to every good person, since the whole world of good magic was on alert for demons, due to the warnings of the Elders, Leprechaun's had gone into hiding, no demon had seen a single Leprechaun, even in Ireland, where you are supposed to be able to find a Leprechaun under any old rock. Another problem Saurus had run into that he had not expected was that the resurrection spell was written in an ancient language that even he didn't know.
"May the devil damn this book," Saurus yelled, "I'm the one who orchestrated this plan and I cannot even decrypt this damn spell. It ridiculous, if this were not our only chance at striking back against Good, then I would drop this damn book like a good habit!"
"Saurus, be patient my brother," an "elder" demon said, trying to calm Saurus, "these things take time, your "suffering" will be worth it in the end, think of it brother, the death of the Charmed Ones, the plague of our evil, the ones who keep us from spreading hate and fear across the mass, when they are finally dead, how beautiful will that be?"
"Yes, it will be quite a show, I can hardly wait, the Charmed Ones will finally pay for their actions, if they think that they can keep us from getting away with murder, by murdering us they've got another thing coming, they will suffer dearly for they actions" Saurus said with a diabolical smirk, and continued to read the spell and translate it into today's demonic language.
***
Day Two
Cole blurred into the living room of the manor. He was excited, the minute he saw Jack transformed into "Bantor" he knew that they had a chance, but he also knew that Jack wasn't going to be able to do it alone, five separate Sources, that is an incredible amount of power, and evil to fight. The Girls were going to have to be able to vanquish at least one, Cole figured he could defeat one on his own and weaken another before he gave out, Jack on his own could take two, but as Bantor, Cole didn't want to think of the possibilities, none the less, The Girls were going to have to be able to fight, and that means, that they must get stronger on their own, the power of three is great, but its nothing if one sister is too weak to defend herself on her own. As his thought train ended, he stopped walking around, and yelled,
"GIRLS! Are you ready?"
"We're coming Cole!" Phoebe yelled.
Cole heard their footsteps pattering around upstairs, eventually they made it down the stairs, and Cole could not believe what he saw.
"Look at you," Cole yelled, obviously appalled, "Your all dressed like your going to work, Phoebe, your wearing heels."
"So, what's the problem Cole, this is how we always dress," Paige said.
"I know, and its great when your living day to day lives, but today, you are going to the DEMONIC WASTELANDS, to train for your battle against FIVE DIFFEREST SOURCES OF ALL EVIL! So get your buts back up stairs, and put on something less "prissy" your about to go through boot camp, Jack's ready, he's gonna help too, so come on, go, get your butts up their and change."
As the girls scurried upstairs, Cole thought to himself,
"I REALLY hope the Bantor is as powerful as I think he can be."
***
"Alright girls, I guess the first thing we should get down to is hand to hand combat. Phoebe you already excel in this particular area, so you can help me with your sisters."
"Yeah, that's great Cole, but where's Jack?" Phoebe asked.
"Training."
"I figured that, but WHERE is he training?"
"Off in another part of the Wastelands?"
"WHY, he didn't want to train with us," Paige asked.
"No its not that," Cole trailed off.
"THEN WHAT?" Piper asked.
"Look, I don't know how to explain this to you, but I asked Jack to harness his Demonic self, you know, like I used to have Belthazor."
"Why would you do that?" Paige asked.
"I wanted to make sure that we had as much power going into this battle as possible. With Jack in his demonic form, and using all of his power, it will be easier for us to vanquish the five Sources."
"Ok, that's fine," the sisters said in unison.
"What your not mad that I asked your cousin to become a full fledged demon, complete with demonic form." Cole asked.
"No, why would we," Piper said, "Jack is our cousin, and we've talked amongst ourselves about this, now its just like it was with Paige, we love Jack, more than you could guess, but we're just not overly concerned about him since we've only known him for a manner of days. Jack is his own person, he's a powerful demon/witch/warlock, and because of that we have no power over him. We want him to do whatever makes him happy."
"Ok sounds good."
***
As the sisters began their training, Jack was off in the distance, far away from the Charmed Ones, practicing his transformations. It was becoming increasingly easier for him to switch back and forth between his "Selves" and he could definitely feel his power increase when he changed. He also noticed that since his first transformation he had gained other abilities. Not really powers, but senses, instincts, he could feel the good in people, and the evil. Much like Cole could do when he help find the really murderer who had "framed" Prue, before Piper's wedding. The only thing Jack was uncomfortable with was that for a few brief seconds when he changed, he could feel Bantor attempt to take over, it was getting easier for him to keep Bantor off, but it was still unsettling. Jack transformed back and forth once again a couple more times, then he stopped, stepped back, and sat on a rock. He was exhausted, as he wiped sweat off of his blond eye brow he closed his eyes and thought of home. He missed his friends, and his family. He loved being here with Cole and the sisters, but he needed to get back. When he left he hadn't given his friends any warning, and that didn't bode well for his relationship with a certain brunette by the name of Caitlin O'Reilly. Jack had kept his mouth shut about his girlfriend to Cole and the sisters, Jack never was really open with his emotions, except to Caitlin, she was everything to him, and he really wanted to get back to see her. If he had ever had to hide for awhile, and couldn't explain to her, he would usually have his best friend prepared with an excuse. Daniel, the one guy Jack ever called his best friend. The minute Jack got back he was going to flicker over to his house and tell him about his powers. The thing his, that Jack was nervous at all. Daniel had seen Jack at his absolute worst, and he knew that there was something living inside of him, that they really didn't know how to explain, so he was just excited. When Jack finished his thought, he stood back up, and got back to business.
***
As the Charmed Ones trained for their battle, time dwindle short. The Demons were picking up speed in their search for the final two ingredients, until the moment that a demon walked into the chambers that Saurus was preparing in and said,
"Saurus, we have managed to gather the rest of the ingredients"
"Excellent, now all I have to do is translate the rest of this blasted SPELL." ***
Day three
The sisters had used the entirety of day two honing their hand to hand combat skills, now day three was going to be used for powers. Piper was the only sister with actual firepower, or so they thought. Phoebe was the only sister with NO offensive power to speak of. Sure, her premonitions and levitation help, but if she plans to survive the coming events, she must develop some kind of "muscle." Cole had the girls practicing what they could already do, and he had meditating, searching her soul for some kind of power that would help her in the battle. As Cole walked by Paige and Piper, evaluating their actions, he stopped by Paige and said,
"Alright Paige, show me what you've got"
"Ok, but remember you asked for it," she replied.
Paige had been focusing on orbing more than one object at a time, without calling for it. Paige relaxed herself, and then began to concentrate. All of a sudden, as Paige put out her hands, a beam of orbs burst out, and flew towards a rock, destroying it on contact.
"Paige, how the hell did you do that!" Cole asked, while her two sisters stood in the back ground with their jaws hitting the floor.
"Well," she said, "I kind of cast a little spell," holding her thumb and index finger and inch apart, "to help my powers grow faster, to help for the battle."
"PAIGE," Piper yelled, "you can't do that, its against the rules or something, your supposed to let them grow naturally, and if you CHEAT like that it only messes your own personal progress up."
"Yeah Paige, not to mention how unfair it is to your sister who doesn't have any powerful powers," Phoebe said in anger.
Just then, right as she finished her sentence, Phoebe's new power emerged. Spiked mountains of ice began to shoot out of the ground.
"Um Phoebe," Cole said, "I think you found a new power, looks like cyrokinesis."
"Yay" Phoebe yelled, in her joy she ran and gave Cole a hug and a passionate kiss. Just as she realized what she had done she pulled away, ran her fingers through her hair and asked, "What's next?
Cole smiling, said, "Practice, make it perfect, we've only got a few hours left." ***
Jack sat alone on his rock. Jack had mastered his demonic form and increased his powers, he no longer felt he had limits, due to the fact that his "rock" is a mere plateau in the middle of the Wastelands, a plateau caused by his tremendous out put of power. Jack was confident, he knew that he could hold up his end of the battle, yet he was still worried, not for himself, but for his cousins. He knew Cole was invincible, and he had a feeling that he was going to be much more difficult to kill than your average demon, his cousins on the other hand, were as vulnerable as a new born, and if any thing were to happen to them he wouldn't know what to do with himself. He was just going to have to hope for he best and do the best he could to protect his new family.
***
The Sisters were at their peak. Each had an offensive power, and each was in their peak physical condition. They were physically ready to face the five Sources, emotionally however, was a different question. The sisters were scared. They didn't know how to get through this, when they barely made it through the first time they killed a Source.
"Look, you can't sit in a slump for your final hours before the centuries greatest battle!" Cole said.
"Yes we can, because we're girls, and we can be emotional when we want to," Phoebe said, "So you go away you big mean man, and bring us our cousin."
"Fine, I'm going." ***
"Jack your cousins want to see you," Cole said, as he blurred onto a cliff near Jack's plateau, "So I'm guessing your solitary training went well."
"It went great Cole," Jack said with a grim look on his face, "are you ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Cole said.
"Good, lets go," Jack replied. They both blurred and flickered out. ***
"I'VE DONE IT," Saurus yelled.
"Done what sir?" a demon asked.
"I've completed the translation of the spell, now we can finally resurrect the Five Sources, call the councils, we cast the spell now."
***
As Cole, Jack, and the sisters sat in silence, simply enjoying the presence of one another when they heard the words echo through the Wastelands. The words were in an ancient tongue, but the warriors each knew what they meant,
Itare mon tabit con
Get abi hirun ton dare
Mos fili son bate ronte
Sorae bot Ite SON KATEIT
The world began to shake, in Saurus' lair five dark clouds appeared and a shroud of darkness engulfed the planet. The five were here.
TO BE CONTINUED.
I do not own Charmed
Chapter 3: Three days.
Day One
Jack stood alone in the Wasteland. He had his eyes closed and his blond hair blew in the wind. He slowly brought up his right hand, and then his left. He tensed his muscles and formed two energy balls, one in each hand. As he held them he opened his eyes and suddenly let out a yell, he force the two balls together, forcing them to grow. His muscles bulged under the strain. Once they had joined he held his hands over his head, the energy ball floated between them, he began to focus more energy into it until the energy ball was massive, when it had reached its capacity he threw it, and it collided with another cliff causing it to explode.
"Nice Jack, your getting good at this," Cole said as he blurred in.
"Thanks, but I don't think that now is the time for praise, I have to get stronger," Jack replied.
"I know Jack, take it easy, your doing fine," Cole said. Cole knew in his mind what the truth was. This battle didn't depend on himself, or the Charmed Ones, Jack was from the line of a Source, his power was incredible, he just hadn't realized it yet. Jack was on a dark road. Cole knew Jack, possibly better than anyone, he had gone through exactly what Jack had. Jack was a demon, an incredibly powerful one, but he also has the soul of a man, a good man, one who wants to protect, but at times demonic urges can be too strong, and what happens to a man who can no longer contain his demons? His demons contain him, but that just may be what he needed to stop the clan of Sources. If Jack were to totally give in to his demonic self, like Cole had when he fought Sikes, he may be able to stop him. This wasn't something that Cole had ever wanted to suggest, but he felt he had to, the only question in his mind was that, if Jack let the demon take control, would he be able to influence him, and would he ever be able to regain control of him body. These questions bounced around in Cole's head until he made a decision, then he said,
"Jack come here, we need to talk." *** ".some pigs feet, and a pinch of Ginger, and that should be it!" Paige said.
"Yep, we're done but no where near ready," Piper said, "We've only got tonight, before Cole comes to get us."
"I think its kind of nice of him to offer to help us train, I mean the Demonic Wasteland, we get to go there, and we're not even Demons!" Phoebe said.
"Phoebe, you do remember that you've been there before, remember, when Cole was trying to contact you after we had vanquished him as the Source." Paige added.
"Yeah its funny, the first time Cole trained me, we were getting ready to battle the Source for the first time."
"Yeah that's right, that was the same time that we switched bodies," Paige exclaimed with a pout.
"Look, I'm going to go check on Wyatt," Piper said, "I think it'd be a good idea if we all get some rest, I mean Cole's going to be here at the crack of dawn, and were gonna need energy for some kick ass demonic training. So I bid you all good night," She said with a comical bow, and continued up the stairs."
"That goes for me too, Paige, I'm exhausted," Phoebe said with a loud yawn, "I'll see you tomorrow.
Paige stood alone in the kitchen as though she was pondering something. She had found all of the ingredients for the mysterious spell in the Book of Shadows. It was a risk, the spell was complicated in the wording, if she was right, she would be able to say this spell, and be able to augment her current power, but if she was wrong, this spell could totally erase her powers forever, she sat down to think some more, the only thing she didn't actually understand was which power be augmented. If is boosted her orbing power that wouldn't do her any good, but if it was her version of telekinesis that was augmented, that that could be helpful. Finally she decided, she stepped back and brew the potion, when it was finished she transferred the liquid into a bottle, corked it, and threw it at her feet. As smoke began to rise, she chanted the words of the spell,
The Greatest evil shall be done,
The Greatest Good must be done,
If I am the one,
Grant my powers an extra boost,
One that will come to good use.
The wind picked up and engulfed Paige, she didn't know what happened, but she didn't feel any different, she tried using her powers, and they all worked. She went to bed, figuring that the spell hadn't actually worked. Little did the youngest sister know, that she had finally played into Destiny's hand, and was truly about to take Prue's place as Super Witch, in the Triumvirate that is the Power of Three.
***
Night had fallen on the Wasteland, but the demonic duo were still at work. Cole's request of Jack had hit him hard. Jack had never actually taken the form of his demonic self, but he had toned into the extra power that it held before. Often when angry and consumed with hate, the demon would take advantage of the situation and find an outlet, a way through Jack's psyche, and take control of Jack's body. It had happened before, when some kids beat up his little brother, Matt. Jack's anger flowed through him, and the demon took over, he led Jack to the kids, and when Jack found them, they never bothered anyone again. When that happened, Jack didn't know what it was, he decided to hold in his feelings, but when Cole asked him to attempt to transform, he was worried.
"What if I lose control? Huh? Its happened before! If I actually transform into it, then how do you know that I will ever be able to come back. The Demon has been locked within me since I was born, that's sixteen years of confinement, when it gets out and takes a form of its own, its definitely not going to want to go back!" Jack exclaimed.
"Jack I understand what you're saying, but I'm suggesting that you transform, and that take the Demon over. If you could operate your demonic body the way you operate your human body, you will truly be unstoppable. I will not let it conquer you, I swear. All you need to do is find a trigger, rage, sadness, pain, whatever you need. Please, all I ask of you is that you try."
"Fine," Jack said, "I will."
Jack took a few steps away from Cole, and silently prayed that he wouldn't regret this. Then he closed his eyes, and thoughts ran through his head, the emotion flowed over him like water, he saw images he never wanted to see, his parents dead, his brother impaled, his friends massacred, and the next this he knew, he opened his light blue eyes, and as the tears rolled out, he yelled, he yelled nothing in particular, just a simple cry of pain, pain he knew he must stop, and that emotion pushed him over the brink, as he was releasing his primal cry, his body began to change, he grew taller, from his already tall stature of six foot two, to six foot five. His blond hair disappear, and his eyes turned a cold black. His muscles bulged with excess strength, and his skin turned a charcoal, and tribal markings began to draw themselves all over his body in a glowing white, it truly would have been a beautiful peace of art if Jack hadn't been able to raise the dead with the evil Cole could feel him emitting.
Then, when the transformation was complete, Cole stood his ground, and asked, "Jack. are you there, come on buddy, I know you can do it."
Then the Demon spoke, "Jack is here, but not in control," the demon laughed maniacally, "If you want his human, come and get him."
"Shut up asshole, I know he's in there, I've been in the exact same position as he is, when ever Belthazor would take over me, now what is your now demon?" Cole asked.
"I have none, since my human self was not born a demon, he was never given a demonic alias, but that won't keep me from eating your heart, half breed."
"Oh shut up," Cole said as he waved his arm and the demon flew backwards. "I know, I'll give you a name. We'll call you Bantor, since your obviously going to make a lot of noise. Now, if you want to continue your worthless existence, let Jack take over."
"Whose gonna make me? You?"
Cole answered by simply forming any energy ball.
"Fine, Bantor is gone"
"Jack you there?" Cole asked.
"Yeah its me, how do I look?"
"Magnificent, you're definitely from a high blood line."
"Whatever, I'm changing back."
As Jack returned to his human form he asked Cole,
"Now what"
"Now my friend, you practice, make it second nature, train your transformation to be a matter of pure instinct."
"Ok, but what are you gonna do Cole, you haven't really done a whole lot of training?"
"I'm gonna go get the girls," he replied with a smile.
***
In the deepest levels of the underworld, demons were hard at work preparing for the resurrection of their former leaders. Preparations were being made, human sacrifices were being gathered, blood was being spilled, an overall sense of "happiness" had spread over the populous of the underworld. They were about to make the most amazing come back ever, and not even the Charmed Ones would be able to stop them. Despite all the work being done, the demons were no wear near being ready. They had managed to gather the ingredients for the resurrection spell except for two, the "dark orb" of a darklighter, and the tongue of a leprechaun. The darklighter orb was easy to obtain in theory, but every time the low level demons "trap" one it disappeared. The Leprechaun tongue was a totally different story. Leprechaun's are tricksters, but are generally good creatures, spreading their luck to every good person, since the whole world of good magic was on alert for demons, due to the warnings of the Elders, Leprechaun's had gone into hiding, no demon had seen a single Leprechaun, even in Ireland, where you are supposed to be able to find a Leprechaun under any old rock. Another problem Saurus had run into that he had not expected was that the resurrection spell was written in an ancient language that even he didn't know.
"May the devil damn this book," Saurus yelled, "I'm the one who orchestrated this plan and I cannot even decrypt this damn spell. It ridiculous, if this were not our only chance at striking back against Good, then I would drop this damn book like a good habit!"
"Saurus, be patient my brother," an "elder" demon said, trying to calm Saurus, "these things take time, your "suffering" will be worth it in the end, think of it brother, the death of the Charmed Ones, the plague of our evil, the ones who keep us from spreading hate and fear across the mass, when they are finally dead, how beautiful will that be?"
"Yes, it will be quite a show, I can hardly wait, the Charmed Ones will finally pay for their actions, if they think that they can keep us from getting away with murder, by murdering us they've got another thing coming, they will suffer dearly for they actions" Saurus said with a diabolical smirk, and continued to read the spell and translate it into today's demonic language.
***
Day Two
Cole blurred into the living room of the manor. He was excited, the minute he saw Jack transformed into "Bantor" he knew that they had a chance, but he also knew that Jack wasn't going to be able to do it alone, five separate Sources, that is an incredible amount of power, and evil to fight. The Girls were going to have to be able to vanquish at least one, Cole figured he could defeat one on his own and weaken another before he gave out, Jack on his own could take two, but as Bantor, Cole didn't want to think of the possibilities, none the less, The Girls were going to have to be able to fight, and that means, that they must get stronger on their own, the power of three is great, but its nothing if one sister is too weak to defend herself on her own. As his thought train ended, he stopped walking around, and yelled,
"GIRLS! Are you ready?"
"We're coming Cole!" Phoebe yelled.
Cole heard their footsteps pattering around upstairs, eventually they made it down the stairs, and Cole could not believe what he saw.
"Look at you," Cole yelled, obviously appalled, "Your all dressed like your going to work, Phoebe, your wearing heels."
"So, what's the problem Cole, this is how we always dress," Paige said.
"I know, and its great when your living day to day lives, but today, you are going to the DEMONIC WASTELANDS, to train for your battle against FIVE DIFFEREST SOURCES OF ALL EVIL! So get your buts back up stairs, and put on something less "prissy" your about to go through boot camp, Jack's ready, he's gonna help too, so come on, go, get your butts up their and change."
As the girls scurried upstairs, Cole thought to himself,
"I REALLY hope the Bantor is as powerful as I think he can be."
***
"Alright girls, I guess the first thing we should get down to is hand to hand combat. Phoebe you already excel in this particular area, so you can help me with your sisters."
"Yeah, that's great Cole, but where's Jack?" Phoebe asked.
"Training."
"I figured that, but WHERE is he training?"
"Off in another part of the Wastelands?"
"WHY, he didn't want to train with us," Paige asked.
"No its not that," Cole trailed off.
"THEN WHAT?" Piper asked.
"Look, I don't know how to explain this to you, but I asked Jack to harness his Demonic self, you know, like I used to have Belthazor."
"Why would you do that?" Paige asked.
"I wanted to make sure that we had as much power going into this battle as possible. With Jack in his demonic form, and using all of his power, it will be easier for us to vanquish the five Sources."
"Ok, that's fine," the sisters said in unison.
"What your not mad that I asked your cousin to become a full fledged demon, complete with demonic form." Cole asked.
"No, why would we," Piper said, "Jack is our cousin, and we've talked amongst ourselves about this, now its just like it was with Paige, we love Jack, more than you could guess, but we're just not overly concerned about him since we've only known him for a manner of days. Jack is his own person, he's a powerful demon/witch/warlock, and because of that we have no power over him. We want him to do whatever makes him happy."
"Ok sounds good."
***
As the sisters began their training, Jack was off in the distance, far away from the Charmed Ones, practicing his transformations. It was becoming increasingly easier for him to switch back and forth between his "Selves" and he could definitely feel his power increase when he changed. He also noticed that since his first transformation he had gained other abilities. Not really powers, but senses, instincts, he could feel the good in people, and the evil. Much like Cole could do when he help find the really murderer who had "framed" Prue, before Piper's wedding. The only thing Jack was uncomfortable with was that for a few brief seconds when he changed, he could feel Bantor attempt to take over, it was getting easier for him to keep Bantor off, but it was still unsettling. Jack transformed back and forth once again a couple more times, then he stopped, stepped back, and sat on a rock. He was exhausted, as he wiped sweat off of his blond eye brow he closed his eyes and thought of home. He missed his friends, and his family. He loved being here with Cole and the sisters, but he needed to get back. When he left he hadn't given his friends any warning, and that didn't bode well for his relationship with a certain brunette by the name of Caitlin O'Reilly. Jack had kept his mouth shut about his girlfriend to Cole and the sisters, Jack never was really open with his emotions, except to Caitlin, she was everything to him, and he really wanted to get back to see her. If he had ever had to hide for awhile, and couldn't explain to her, he would usually have his best friend prepared with an excuse. Daniel, the one guy Jack ever called his best friend. The minute Jack got back he was going to flicker over to his house and tell him about his powers. The thing his, that Jack was nervous at all. Daniel had seen Jack at his absolute worst, and he knew that there was something living inside of him, that they really didn't know how to explain, so he was just excited. When Jack finished his thought, he stood back up, and got back to business.
***
As the Charmed Ones trained for their battle, time dwindle short. The Demons were picking up speed in their search for the final two ingredients, until the moment that a demon walked into the chambers that Saurus was preparing in and said,
"Saurus, we have managed to gather the rest of the ingredients"
"Excellent, now all I have to do is translate the rest of this blasted SPELL." ***
Day three
The sisters had used the entirety of day two honing their hand to hand combat skills, now day three was going to be used for powers. Piper was the only sister with actual firepower, or so they thought. Phoebe was the only sister with NO offensive power to speak of. Sure, her premonitions and levitation help, but if she plans to survive the coming events, she must develop some kind of "muscle." Cole had the girls practicing what they could already do, and he had meditating, searching her soul for some kind of power that would help her in the battle. As Cole walked by Paige and Piper, evaluating their actions, he stopped by Paige and said,
"Alright Paige, show me what you've got"
"Ok, but remember you asked for it," she replied.
Paige had been focusing on orbing more than one object at a time, without calling for it. Paige relaxed herself, and then began to concentrate. All of a sudden, as Paige put out her hands, a beam of orbs burst out, and flew towards a rock, destroying it on contact.
"Paige, how the hell did you do that!" Cole asked, while her two sisters stood in the back ground with their jaws hitting the floor.
"Well," she said, "I kind of cast a little spell," holding her thumb and index finger and inch apart, "to help my powers grow faster, to help for the battle."
"PAIGE," Piper yelled, "you can't do that, its against the rules or something, your supposed to let them grow naturally, and if you CHEAT like that it only messes your own personal progress up."
"Yeah Paige, not to mention how unfair it is to your sister who doesn't have any powerful powers," Phoebe said in anger.
Just then, right as she finished her sentence, Phoebe's new power emerged. Spiked mountains of ice began to shoot out of the ground.
"Um Phoebe," Cole said, "I think you found a new power, looks like cyrokinesis."
"Yay" Phoebe yelled, in her joy she ran and gave Cole a hug and a passionate kiss. Just as she realized what she had done she pulled away, ran her fingers through her hair and asked, "What's next?
Cole smiling, said, "Practice, make it perfect, we've only got a few hours left." ***
Jack sat alone on his rock. Jack had mastered his demonic form and increased his powers, he no longer felt he had limits, due to the fact that his "rock" is a mere plateau in the middle of the Wastelands, a plateau caused by his tremendous out put of power. Jack was confident, he knew that he could hold up his end of the battle, yet he was still worried, not for himself, but for his cousins. He knew Cole was invincible, and he had a feeling that he was going to be much more difficult to kill than your average demon, his cousins on the other hand, were as vulnerable as a new born, and if any thing were to happen to them he wouldn't know what to do with himself. He was just going to have to hope for he best and do the best he could to protect his new family.
***
The Sisters were at their peak. Each had an offensive power, and each was in their peak physical condition. They were physically ready to face the five Sources, emotionally however, was a different question. The sisters were scared. They didn't know how to get through this, when they barely made it through the first time they killed a Source.
"Look, you can't sit in a slump for your final hours before the centuries greatest battle!" Cole said.
"Yes we can, because we're girls, and we can be emotional when we want to," Phoebe said, "So you go away you big mean man, and bring us our cousin."
"Fine, I'm going." ***
"Jack your cousins want to see you," Cole said, as he blurred onto a cliff near Jack's plateau, "So I'm guessing your solitary training went well."
"It went great Cole," Jack said with a grim look on his face, "are you ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Cole said.
"Good, lets go," Jack replied. They both blurred and flickered out. ***
"I'VE DONE IT," Saurus yelled.
"Done what sir?" a demon asked.
"I've completed the translation of the spell, now we can finally resurrect the Five Sources, call the councils, we cast the spell now."
***
As Cole, Jack, and the sisters sat in silence, simply enjoying the presence of one another when they heard the words echo through the Wastelands. The words were in an ancient tongue, but the warriors each knew what they meant,
Itare mon tabit con
Get abi hirun ton dare
Mos fili son bate ronte
Sorae bot Ite SON KATEIT
The world began to shake, in Saurus' lair five dark clouds appeared and a shroud of darkness engulfed the planet. The five were here.
TO BE CONTINUED.