Title: Destiny and Truth
Author: Half_Human Summary: The Demon is identified and his true intentions are revealed. Author's note: I edited this one. I changed the format; I didn't like the way it looked. It's easier on the eyes now. ( Sorry I have posted this so late, I haven't had much time lately. Please R/R, and again sorry for the long wait. Enjoy! ~*~
"Paige, just listen to me. Try to contact Piper, for some reason I can't reach her. Tell her we have some demon hunting to do." Phoebe was talking rapidly and Paige hardly caught a word. Darryl was driving her back home. Phoebe closed her flip phone and stared blankly through the window at the dark buildings that slowly passed. It was strange how, once again she found herself facing evil. 'Its everywhere,' she thought, 'even in the homes of ordinary families, and in the rooms of small innocent children.' Phoebe remained deep in thought when suddenly the sky lit up for a moment.
"Looks like we're going to have a storm," Darryl said in response to Phoebe's slight recoil. The lightening was followed by faint thunder. Within a few seconds the window shield was bombarded with dozens of tiny water droplets. Darryl turned the window wipers on and Phoebe returned to her previous state of mind. ~*~ "Paige!" Phoebe yelled as she entered through the front doors of the Halliwell manor. She was soaking wet. She had asked Darryl to drop her in front of her house, and even with the short distance from the sidewalk to the front door, Phoebe found herself drenched. She was dripping water and her hair clung to her face. "Hey, I called Piper, she's on her way- wow, ever heard of an umbrella?" Paige asked as she came toward Phoebe. "I would laugh or make a come back, but we have more serious problems to deal with," Phoebe said removing her soaked jacket off and heading up stairs. "Where's Wyatt?" Phoebe asked, as Paige followed her to her room. "He's asleep. I went to bed like half an hour ago. Little party pooper." "I don't know if I'm overreacting, but can you wake him, or at least bring him with us to the attic?" "Ok, what's going on?" Paige said, finally settling down and realizing the seriousness of the situation at hand. "You know the missing children?" Phoebe asked, and then continued when Paige nodded, "it isn't some psycho-freak who's kidnapping the kids, it's a demon." "What? Are you sure?" Paige asked in disbelief. "I had a premonition. I'm positive. I saw it. We must do something, or that bastard is going to keep taking children. I mean personally, I couldn't imagine my child ever getting kidnapped, or. or Wyatt." Phoebe was almost in tears and Paige cut in to relieve her emotional distress. "Ok. Phoebes, you've been through a lot. Don't worry; we'll get the bastard! We always do. For now, I'll get Wyatt and you go check the Book of Shadows and see if you can identify the demon you saw." Paige looked at Phoebe and gave her a reassuring smile. Paige turned away and went to get Wyatt from his crib. 'That premonition must have been strong,' Paige thought as she walked down the hallway to get Wyatt. ~*~
The heavy rain continued. The sky was a dark raven whose loud shrieks were menacing and now and then would let out its rage in flashes of bright light. Piper hastily walked to her car. She wanted to get home quickly but she couldn't take the chance of speeding and getting into an accident because bad weather. She pulled out her cell and dialed home.
"Hello," Paige answered as she picked up the phone in the kitchen. Wyatt had woken up and was cranky, so she was preparing a bottle for him. "Hey, you should be here already," Paige exclaimed as she realized it was Piper on the line. Wyatt was in her arms and trying to grasp the bottle in her hand. "You want me to...ok. Fine. I'll go bring Wyatt to Phoebe. I'll be there in a sec." Paige said good-bye and headed upstairs. "Seems like your mom needs her orbing-sister," Phoebe said to Wyatt who was already busily drinking his bottle. ~*~ With a shimmer of light and a soft hum, Piper and Paige appeared in the attic within a few seconds. Phoebe was hunched over the book of shadows, pensively reading, while Wyatt crawled around the floor and played with his favorite stuffed animal, Baabaa The Bear. "Ok, what do we have?" Piper asked suddenly, startling Phoebe who barely noticed her sisters' arrival. "Did Paige fill you in?" Phoebe queried. Piper nodded. "Well I think I found the demon, but there wasn't much on him-I mean hardly anything! That's what I'm worried about." "Well, what do we know?" Piper asked as she picked up her son and hugged him. Paige and Phoebe noticed her affectionate move and both felt pleased yet didn't say anything. "Ok. His name is Sholon. He's not an upper class demon, but get this apparently, 'He has the potential to be,'" Phoebe said quoting the book. "That's good then, we'll write a spell, summon or scroll for the bastard, and vanquish his ass," Paige said smiling. "And I'll take pleasure in getting rid of this one. I mean, what sick demented mind would take away children for who-knows what cause!" "Wait! The children! What if they are still alive?" Piper asked suddenly. Her eyes were wide and she seemed to have squeezed her son tighter in her arms. "Fine, here's what we'll do. We'll summon him and get some answers before we vanquish him. If the kids are still." Phoebe found it heart wrenching to think of the kids. "If the children are still alive," phoebe continued after a few seconds, "then we'll get them back, whether we have to mutilate the damn demon till it withers away from excessive bleeding!" "Ok, that's a plan," Paige said cheerfully. ~*~
It was well into the night, and the sisters finished their summoning spell. They didn't want Wyatt there with them, but for some reason, Piper thought it best that her son be by her side. The three sisters stood behind the table with the Book of Shadows in front of them. Paige had set up the crystals that would trap Sholon once he appeared in the middle of them. Wyatt was in back of the three, sleeping soundly on some cushions on the floor. They all looked at each other and after a few seconds began to read aloud in unison from the paper in front of them.
One they finished a gust of wind seemed to appear from out of nowhere and blew several things to the floor. An old lamp crashed to the floor and some papers that were laying around now flew in a whirlwind. When the gust ceased, a tall figure appeared in front of the sisters. Piper glanced back and noticed her son begin to whimper. She resisted the urge to go and comfort him, knowing that she had to vanquish a demon.
"Oh, how predictable," Sholon said almost laughing. He was just as Phoebe had seen in her premonition. He wore a long black robe with a hood that covered his scaly green skinned head. His eyes were blood-shot red and when he made his comment he smiled and revealed sharp yellow teeth. He took a step forward, but was suddenly shocked with a surge of energy. "Ooh, I guess I might have underestimated you," he said smiling.
"Where the hell are the children!" Piper demanded. "Oh, you mean those little darlings?" he responded slyly. "What did you do to them?" Paige shouted angrily. Behind her, she heard Wyatt begin to sit up from the floor. "Oh they are alive, if that's what you want to know." He said jovially. "Then where the hell are they? If you don't return them, you will suffer!" Phoebe screamed. "Really? Well, if you do harm me in the slightest way I won't hesitate to get rid of them one by one. Hmmm.that Ashley girl is quite annoying, I wouldn't mind getting her out of the way." He smiled confidently at the sisters. Phoebe was outraged. The little girl whose room she had been in was Ashley. 'That little child.' she thought sadly. "You evil bastard!" Paige yelled at him. "I know, I know." he said as if he had received a compliment. "But you know, I can make you a deal." He offered, his eyes thinning into small slits of red. "Ha! A deal! Can you believe this!" Paige yelled with frustration and disbelief. "I currently have 16 children in my hands," Sholon continued, "All are relatively young; not one exceeding the age of three." He smiled widely and rubbed his hands together. "All of them can be returned if I just receive something in return." "Oh. Hell. No." Phoebe just said aloud. "So you are going to let the lives of 16 young 'innocent babies' perish?" he said almost mockingly, with false sympathy in his eyes. The sisters looked at each other and after a few seconds turned to the demon. "What do you have in mind?" Piper asked hesitantly. Wyatt was already well awake and was starting to stand up. " For the lives of 16 infants, I ask in return for the possession of your son, Wyatt Halliwell." Sholon was looking directly at Piper. Piper, Phoebe, and Paige could not believe what they had just heard. The words stunned them beyond any comprehension. It had never occurred to them that they would have to give up their Wyatt in turn for the lives of the innocent. The sisters momentarily stood still until Paige broke the stance and looked at Phoebe. Phoebe reacted and understood what Paige was thinking. They both moved their glances toward Piper. Essentially, it was her choice. It was her son.
To be continued.
Author: Half_Human Summary: The Demon is identified and his true intentions are revealed. Author's note: I edited this one. I changed the format; I didn't like the way it looked. It's easier on the eyes now. ( Sorry I have posted this so late, I haven't had much time lately. Please R/R, and again sorry for the long wait. Enjoy! ~*~
"Paige, just listen to me. Try to contact Piper, for some reason I can't reach her. Tell her we have some demon hunting to do." Phoebe was talking rapidly and Paige hardly caught a word. Darryl was driving her back home. Phoebe closed her flip phone and stared blankly through the window at the dark buildings that slowly passed. It was strange how, once again she found herself facing evil. 'Its everywhere,' she thought, 'even in the homes of ordinary families, and in the rooms of small innocent children.' Phoebe remained deep in thought when suddenly the sky lit up for a moment.
"Looks like we're going to have a storm," Darryl said in response to Phoebe's slight recoil. The lightening was followed by faint thunder. Within a few seconds the window shield was bombarded with dozens of tiny water droplets. Darryl turned the window wipers on and Phoebe returned to her previous state of mind. ~*~ "Paige!" Phoebe yelled as she entered through the front doors of the Halliwell manor. She was soaking wet. She had asked Darryl to drop her in front of her house, and even with the short distance from the sidewalk to the front door, Phoebe found herself drenched. She was dripping water and her hair clung to her face. "Hey, I called Piper, she's on her way- wow, ever heard of an umbrella?" Paige asked as she came toward Phoebe. "I would laugh or make a come back, but we have more serious problems to deal with," Phoebe said removing her soaked jacket off and heading up stairs. "Where's Wyatt?" Phoebe asked, as Paige followed her to her room. "He's asleep. I went to bed like half an hour ago. Little party pooper." "I don't know if I'm overreacting, but can you wake him, or at least bring him with us to the attic?" "Ok, what's going on?" Paige said, finally settling down and realizing the seriousness of the situation at hand. "You know the missing children?" Phoebe asked, and then continued when Paige nodded, "it isn't some psycho-freak who's kidnapping the kids, it's a demon." "What? Are you sure?" Paige asked in disbelief. "I had a premonition. I'm positive. I saw it. We must do something, or that bastard is going to keep taking children. I mean personally, I couldn't imagine my child ever getting kidnapped, or. or Wyatt." Phoebe was almost in tears and Paige cut in to relieve her emotional distress. "Ok. Phoebes, you've been through a lot. Don't worry; we'll get the bastard! We always do. For now, I'll get Wyatt and you go check the Book of Shadows and see if you can identify the demon you saw." Paige looked at Phoebe and gave her a reassuring smile. Paige turned away and went to get Wyatt from his crib. 'That premonition must have been strong,' Paige thought as she walked down the hallway to get Wyatt. ~*~
The heavy rain continued. The sky was a dark raven whose loud shrieks were menacing and now and then would let out its rage in flashes of bright light. Piper hastily walked to her car. She wanted to get home quickly but she couldn't take the chance of speeding and getting into an accident because bad weather. She pulled out her cell and dialed home.
"Hello," Paige answered as she picked up the phone in the kitchen. Wyatt had woken up and was cranky, so she was preparing a bottle for him. "Hey, you should be here already," Paige exclaimed as she realized it was Piper on the line. Wyatt was in her arms and trying to grasp the bottle in her hand. "You want me to...ok. Fine. I'll go bring Wyatt to Phoebe. I'll be there in a sec." Paige said good-bye and headed upstairs. "Seems like your mom needs her orbing-sister," Phoebe said to Wyatt who was already busily drinking his bottle. ~*~ With a shimmer of light and a soft hum, Piper and Paige appeared in the attic within a few seconds. Phoebe was hunched over the book of shadows, pensively reading, while Wyatt crawled around the floor and played with his favorite stuffed animal, Baabaa The Bear. "Ok, what do we have?" Piper asked suddenly, startling Phoebe who barely noticed her sisters' arrival. "Did Paige fill you in?" Phoebe queried. Piper nodded. "Well I think I found the demon, but there wasn't much on him-I mean hardly anything! That's what I'm worried about." "Well, what do we know?" Piper asked as she picked up her son and hugged him. Paige and Phoebe noticed her affectionate move and both felt pleased yet didn't say anything. "Ok. His name is Sholon. He's not an upper class demon, but get this apparently, 'He has the potential to be,'" Phoebe said quoting the book. "That's good then, we'll write a spell, summon or scroll for the bastard, and vanquish his ass," Paige said smiling. "And I'll take pleasure in getting rid of this one. I mean, what sick demented mind would take away children for who-knows what cause!" "Wait! The children! What if they are still alive?" Piper asked suddenly. Her eyes were wide and she seemed to have squeezed her son tighter in her arms. "Fine, here's what we'll do. We'll summon him and get some answers before we vanquish him. If the kids are still." Phoebe found it heart wrenching to think of the kids. "If the children are still alive," phoebe continued after a few seconds, "then we'll get them back, whether we have to mutilate the damn demon till it withers away from excessive bleeding!" "Ok, that's a plan," Paige said cheerfully. ~*~
It was well into the night, and the sisters finished their summoning spell. They didn't want Wyatt there with them, but for some reason, Piper thought it best that her son be by her side. The three sisters stood behind the table with the Book of Shadows in front of them. Paige had set up the crystals that would trap Sholon once he appeared in the middle of them. Wyatt was in back of the three, sleeping soundly on some cushions on the floor. They all looked at each other and after a few seconds began to read aloud in unison from the paper in front of them.
One they finished a gust of wind seemed to appear from out of nowhere and blew several things to the floor. An old lamp crashed to the floor and some papers that were laying around now flew in a whirlwind. When the gust ceased, a tall figure appeared in front of the sisters. Piper glanced back and noticed her son begin to whimper. She resisted the urge to go and comfort him, knowing that she had to vanquish a demon.
"Oh, how predictable," Sholon said almost laughing. He was just as Phoebe had seen in her premonition. He wore a long black robe with a hood that covered his scaly green skinned head. His eyes were blood-shot red and when he made his comment he smiled and revealed sharp yellow teeth. He took a step forward, but was suddenly shocked with a surge of energy. "Ooh, I guess I might have underestimated you," he said smiling.
"Where the hell are the children!" Piper demanded. "Oh, you mean those little darlings?" he responded slyly. "What did you do to them?" Paige shouted angrily. Behind her, she heard Wyatt begin to sit up from the floor. "Oh they are alive, if that's what you want to know." He said jovially. "Then where the hell are they? If you don't return them, you will suffer!" Phoebe screamed. "Really? Well, if you do harm me in the slightest way I won't hesitate to get rid of them one by one. Hmmm.that Ashley girl is quite annoying, I wouldn't mind getting her out of the way." He smiled confidently at the sisters. Phoebe was outraged. The little girl whose room she had been in was Ashley. 'That little child.' she thought sadly. "You evil bastard!" Paige yelled at him. "I know, I know." he said as if he had received a compliment. "But you know, I can make you a deal." He offered, his eyes thinning into small slits of red. "Ha! A deal! Can you believe this!" Paige yelled with frustration and disbelief. "I currently have 16 children in my hands," Sholon continued, "All are relatively young; not one exceeding the age of three." He smiled widely and rubbed his hands together. "All of them can be returned if I just receive something in return." "Oh. Hell. No." Phoebe just said aloud. "So you are going to let the lives of 16 young 'innocent babies' perish?" he said almost mockingly, with false sympathy in his eyes. The sisters looked at each other and after a few seconds turned to the demon. "What do you have in mind?" Piper asked hesitantly. Wyatt was already well awake and was starting to stand up. " For the lives of 16 infants, I ask in return for the possession of your son, Wyatt Halliwell." Sholon was looking directly at Piper. Piper, Phoebe, and Paige could not believe what they had just heard. The words stunned them beyond any comprehension. It had never occurred to them that they would have to give up their Wyatt in turn for the lives of the innocent. The sisters momentarily stood still until Paige broke the stance and looked at Phoebe. Phoebe reacted and understood what Paige was thinking. They both moved their glances toward Piper. Essentially, it was her choice. It was her son.
To be continued.