Dark purple robed women were in a circle in the middle of a grassy area. There was a black pentacle in the middle of the circle. There were all clasping hands and they were all facing the moonlight. The moon then turned a blackish blue color and then a woman in the middle with a dark green robe began to speak.

"We will cast tonight," she said with a dark smile and rose her arms in the arm and lightning hit the skies. "I call upon you Source. I call upon your mighty power and help us cast tonight." She stepped into the circle and joined hands with the other woman.

A funnel of black wind began to blow in the middle of the circle and a man in a hooded cloak appeared. You can visibly see long nailed red fingers as he looked upon the coven of witches. "You called upon me?" he asked in a low baritone voice. "We call on you to cast a spell to control all of the realms," she said with a smile revealing her face out of the cloak and looked at him with a crooked smile.

"Your wish will be granted dear wiccan. But first you must all do me a favor. You will cast a spell and help me destroy the Charmed Ones. I will give you a power dear leader. Yes, Bianca. Your power will be of a deflection sort. Whenever a power is used you can store it and deflect it Bianca, you will take care of the Charmed Ones for me, will you?"

"Yes, my lord." She said smiling and looked to her coven. She had the spell in mind and so did they. The Source disappeared in another funnel of dark wind. Bianca smiled towards the coven and they all grasped hands and raised them towards the sky. "The Charmed Ones powers have failed again, they're have come nearer to end, we call upon the dark forces near and far, we call upon this spell by the darkest star."

A fire formed in the middle and then turned black and red. It suddenly died down in a quick flash. In a brilliant lightning bolt, it began to rain and they all walked away together in a line.