A/N hey, sorry for the long update. I've been away. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize. I only own the pitiful little story.
Phoebe slammed the book shut in annoyance. "He's not in here," she informed her sisters irritably. "Da - damn," Paige said, through a yawn. Piper and Phoebe looked worried. "Are you going to fall asleep?" Phoebe asked. Paige narrowed her eyes at her sister. "No, I am not," she told her. "I'm just going to sit down ok?" Her sisters glanced at one another as she sat down on an old dusty trunk. "Paige, are you sure you'll be alright?" Piper asked gently. Paige yawned again. "Piper I'm fi - fine," she insisted. "Keep looking." Paige's sisters looked at each other as they turned to the book.
Chris orbed into a deserted area in the middle of nowhere. A demon stood before him. "Hello Aspixus," Chris said calmly. The demon sneered at him. "Was this a social calling?" Chris asked pleasantly. "Because if it was I'm afraid I can't stay. I have things to do."
Aspixus formed a fireball in his hand and began bouncing it. "You did not follow orders," he said. "You were to kill the Charmed Ones on the first chance you got." "Ah, but you forget," Chris said calmly, one eye on the fireball. "I don't belong to your group anymore. I work for the forces of good now." "I forget nothing," Aspixus hissed. "I have not only been sent to kill the Charmed Ones but to kill you as well." "Oh," Chris said thoughtfully. "How are you going to kill me? You could never match me in a fight."
Aspixus threw a bolt of electricity at Chris which hit him in the chest and sent him into spasms for no less than fifteen seconds. Chris fell to the floor gasping, as it passed. Aspixus grinned. "I have acquired a few new powers it seems," he said smugly. "Now what you going to do, Whitelighter?"
All of a sudden, Paige felt wide awake. She felt like she could sprint a marathon and have energy left over. Not knowing that all of Aspixus's power was focused somewhere else she got to her feet and ran over to her sisters. Piper turned in surprise. "What are you doing? You're meant to be sleepy." "I don't know, I just feel - energetic," Paige answered. Phoebe frowned. "What's going on?" she asked. "I don't know," Piper answered, her tone worried. "Maybe we should check with Chris."
The three began calling for their Whitelighter. Not surprisingly, he didn't appear. He was unable to hear them in his condition. "Chris," Piper yelled again. "Leo?" she called hopefully. No orbs appeared. Piper swore. "Damn them."
Chris lay on the ground, looking up at Aspixus. Without warning he sent up a red coloured square. It hit Aspixus and sent him flying. He landed on the ground several metres away, giving Chris time to get to his feet. "Where did you get that," Aspixus asked, getting up. "I'm not the only one with new powers," Chris said simply. The ground under Apixus' feet exploded, sending him sprawling face-first into the dirt. "Not so tough now are you?" Chris taunted. Apixus looked at Chris with a look of pure hate. "I will crush you."
"While I'm awake and useful don't you think we should be preparing for Aspixus, not standing around?" The youngest Halliwell pointed out to her sisters. "He might attack us at any time." Piper and Phoebe glanced at one another. "Yeah, ok," Phoebe said. She looked at the ceiling and yelled, "Hey, we could use some help here."
The book began flipping. Phoebe watched it triumphantly as it stopped on a page near the end, then frowned. "It's blank!" All three looked at it. "Grams?" Piper asked. "Look," Paige said excitedly. They looked and saw writing appearing on the page. They looked at it for a moment before Piper recognized the writing. "It's Prue," she exclaimed.
"Oh, I'm scared," Chris said sarcastically. "Well maybe you should be." Aspixus threw a heart-shaped energy ball at Chris. As it hit, Chris's eye widened and he once again collapsed to the ground, clutching at his chest. Aspixus smiled. "I'll be off to take the Charmed Ones then," he told Chris. "Enjoy your slow and painful death." With this last remark he flamed out, leaving Chris gasping and cursing.
Paige staggered as a wave of weariness hit her like a ton of bricks. "Paige, are you ok?" Piper asked. "No, I'm damn well not," Paige answered grumpily. "I'm exhausted and I can't go to sleep because if I do a demon pretending to be my parents is going to kill me. Would you be happy?" "Ok just - sit down," Piper told her. "We'll read out what Prue is writing." Paige thankfully sat down and put her head in her hands. Piper and Phoebe turned back to the book and read what Prue had written so far.
Guys,
I'm sorry to put pressure on you but this is the most important demon you've faced. If you let this one win and kill Paige the future will become dark and evil will prevail. I can't stress enough how important it is that you vanquish him and get all of you out of there alive.
You'll need a potion and you'll need a spell. Anything you are holding when you enter Paige's dream will stay with you. Use the potion you used for the Source and you can change the words of the spell we used to save Phoebe from the illusion demon.
Good luck and I love you.
Prue
Piper and Phoebe turned around and saw Paige still sitting with her face hidden in her hands. "Come on Paige," Phoebe said. "We'll go make the potion." Paige didn't move. "Paige?" Phoebe asked her fear mounting. She rushed over and shook her. Paige's eyes were closed. She was fast asleep.
Once again I enter my dream world, this time knowing what is happening. I look around; to find myself in front of the house I grew up in. I know what I have to do. Taking a deep breath I go to the front door and knock. A grumpy old man comes to the door. "What?" he snaps at me. "Are you Aspixus?" I ask. He chuckles and begins to change his form until he becomes a demon. "You're smart Paige," he laughs. "It's a pity that I'm going to have to kill you and your sisters." "You will never kill me." I tell him. "Is that so?" he laughs again. Inside I'm terrified but I make no move to show that to him. "I think I'll keep you in storage for a while. You can have another of those pleasant dreams I've generously been giving you." He gives me a smug look. Before I can reply I am swept away by blackness.
When the world clears again I am alone in the kitchen of a house near ours. I look around, cringing, waiting for what comes next. After waiting in silence for a few minutes I cautiously leave the kitchen. Nothing seems to be happening. I go straight to the front door and try to open it. It's locked. I feel panic rising and force it back down. Methodically I check each door and window. Every one is locked. Claustrophobia sets in. I scream, hammering on the windows and walls, begging to be let out.
Gradually, I run out of energy and sink to the floor. I huddle there in the corner, praying everything will be all right. I freeze as I hear a footstep outside the door. A terrible fear engulfs me. I pull my knees up to my chest, not making a sound. I hear another footstep, coming closer. I see the doorknob begin to turn.
Then it turns back the other way and the footsteps move away. They sound sinister. I never knew a footstep could sound sinister and I wished fervently that I wouldn't find the owner of it.
I silently stand up and move to the door. I cautiously open it and stick my head out, looking first right, then left. I scream as I look to the left. A hooded face is right in front of my eyes, no more than twenty centimeters away. All I can see are the eyes, looking straight through me, into my heart.
Slowly the hood falls back and I see a face, so deformed that I don't know how it be alive. Then the thought strikes me that maybe it isn't alive and I shudder. The face twists into an evil smile. The mouth opens and a hoarse dry laugh come outs.
I will my feet to move but they won't obey. I'm frozen in horror and terror. An arm reaches out to pat me on the shoulder. I flinch away from the touch, my stomach flipping over at the feeling.
"There now dearie," the voice says. You'll be one of us in no time. I wonder what she means then suddenly I know. My eyes narrow and I feel the sweet evil running through my veins. It feels so right.
"You see?" the voice purrs. "This is how you should be."
"Piper," Phoebe screamed. Piper rushed over. "Oh no, please," she whispered, seeing Paige was asleep. Piper shook her hard. "Paige, wake up," she yelled in Paige's ear. "You've got to wake up."
Paige's eyes opened. "Thank god," Phoebe breathed then froze. "Piper," she whispered. Piper looked at Paige then screamed. The two older Halliwells looked at each other in horror. Paige's eyes were black, completely black.
A/N yes, a weird chap but oh well. Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize. I only own the pitiful little story.
Phoebe slammed the book shut in annoyance. "He's not in here," she informed her sisters irritably. "Da - damn," Paige said, through a yawn. Piper and Phoebe looked worried. "Are you going to fall asleep?" Phoebe asked. Paige narrowed her eyes at her sister. "No, I am not," she told her. "I'm just going to sit down ok?" Her sisters glanced at one another as she sat down on an old dusty trunk. "Paige, are you sure you'll be alright?" Piper asked gently. Paige yawned again. "Piper I'm fi - fine," she insisted. "Keep looking." Paige's sisters looked at each other as they turned to the book.
Chris orbed into a deserted area in the middle of nowhere. A demon stood before him. "Hello Aspixus," Chris said calmly. The demon sneered at him. "Was this a social calling?" Chris asked pleasantly. "Because if it was I'm afraid I can't stay. I have things to do."
Aspixus formed a fireball in his hand and began bouncing it. "You did not follow orders," he said. "You were to kill the Charmed Ones on the first chance you got." "Ah, but you forget," Chris said calmly, one eye on the fireball. "I don't belong to your group anymore. I work for the forces of good now." "I forget nothing," Aspixus hissed. "I have not only been sent to kill the Charmed Ones but to kill you as well." "Oh," Chris said thoughtfully. "How are you going to kill me? You could never match me in a fight."
Aspixus threw a bolt of electricity at Chris which hit him in the chest and sent him into spasms for no less than fifteen seconds. Chris fell to the floor gasping, as it passed. Aspixus grinned. "I have acquired a few new powers it seems," he said smugly. "Now what you going to do, Whitelighter?"
All of a sudden, Paige felt wide awake. She felt like she could sprint a marathon and have energy left over. Not knowing that all of Aspixus's power was focused somewhere else she got to her feet and ran over to her sisters. Piper turned in surprise. "What are you doing? You're meant to be sleepy." "I don't know, I just feel - energetic," Paige answered. Phoebe frowned. "What's going on?" she asked. "I don't know," Piper answered, her tone worried. "Maybe we should check with Chris."
The three began calling for their Whitelighter. Not surprisingly, he didn't appear. He was unable to hear them in his condition. "Chris," Piper yelled again. "Leo?" she called hopefully. No orbs appeared. Piper swore. "Damn them."
Chris lay on the ground, looking up at Aspixus. Without warning he sent up a red coloured square. It hit Aspixus and sent him flying. He landed on the ground several metres away, giving Chris time to get to his feet. "Where did you get that," Aspixus asked, getting up. "I'm not the only one with new powers," Chris said simply. The ground under Apixus' feet exploded, sending him sprawling face-first into the dirt. "Not so tough now are you?" Chris taunted. Apixus looked at Chris with a look of pure hate. "I will crush you."
"While I'm awake and useful don't you think we should be preparing for Aspixus, not standing around?" The youngest Halliwell pointed out to her sisters. "He might attack us at any time." Piper and Phoebe glanced at one another. "Yeah, ok," Phoebe said. She looked at the ceiling and yelled, "Hey, we could use some help here."
The book began flipping. Phoebe watched it triumphantly as it stopped on a page near the end, then frowned. "It's blank!" All three looked at it. "Grams?" Piper asked. "Look," Paige said excitedly. They looked and saw writing appearing on the page. They looked at it for a moment before Piper recognized the writing. "It's Prue," she exclaimed.
"Oh, I'm scared," Chris said sarcastically. "Well maybe you should be." Aspixus threw a heart-shaped energy ball at Chris. As it hit, Chris's eye widened and he once again collapsed to the ground, clutching at his chest. Aspixus smiled. "I'll be off to take the Charmed Ones then," he told Chris. "Enjoy your slow and painful death." With this last remark he flamed out, leaving Chris gasping and cursing.
Paige staggered as a wave of weariness hit her like a ton of bricks. "Paige, are you ok?" Piper asked. "No, I'm damn well not," Paige answered grumpily. "I'm exhausted and I can't go to sleep because if I do a demon pretending to be my parents is going to kill me. Would you be happy?" "Ok just - sit down," Piper told her. "We'll read out what Prue is writing." Paige thankfully sat down and put her head in her hands. Piper and Phoebe turned back to the book and read what Prue had written so far.
Guys,
I'm sorry to put pressure on you but this is the most important demon you've faced. If you let this one win and kill Paige the future will become dark and evil will prevail. I can't stress enough how important it is that you vanquish him and get all of you out of there alive.
You'll need a potion and you'll need a spell. Anything you are holding when you enter Paige's dream will stay with you. Use the potion you used for the Source and you can change the words of the spell we used to save Phoebe from the illusion demon.
Good luck and I love you.
Prue
Piper and Phoebe turned around and saw Paige still sitting with her face hidden in her hands. "Come on Paige," Phoebe said. "We'll go make the potion." Paige didn't move. "Paige?" Phoebe asked her fear mounting. She rushed over and shook her. Paige's eyes were closed. She was fast asleep.
Once again I enter my dream world, this time knowing what is happening. I look around; to find myself in front of the house I grew up in. I know what I have to do. Taking a deep breath I go to the front door and knock. A grumpy old man comes to the door. "What?" he snaps at me. "Are you Aspixus?" I ask. He chuckles and begins to change his form until he becomes a demon. "You're smart Paige," he laughs. "It's a pity that I'm going to have to kill you and your sisters." "You will never kill me." I tell him. "Is that so?" he laughs again. Inside I'm terrified but I make no move to show that to him. "I think I'll keep you in storage for a while. You can have another of those pleasant dreams I've generously been giving you." He gives me a smug look. Before I can reply I am swept away by blackness.
When the world clears again I am alone in the kitchen of a house near ours. I look around, cringing, waiting for what comes next. After waiting in silence for a few minutes I cautiously leave the kitchen. Nothing seems to be happening. I go straight to the front door and try to open it. It's locked. I feel panic rising and force it back down. Methodically I check each door and window. Every one is locked. Claustrophobia sets in. I scream, hammering on the windows and walls, begging to be let out.
Gradually, I run out of energy and sink to the floor. I huddle there in the corner, praying everything will be all right. I freeze as I hear a footstep outside the door. A terrible fear engulfs me. I pull my knees up to my chest, not making a sound. I hear another footstep, coming closer. I see the doorknob begin to turn.
Then it turns back the other way and the footsteps move away. They sound sinister. I never knew a footstep could sound sinister and I wished fervently that I wouldn't find the owner of it.
I silently stand up and move to the door. I cautiously open it and stick my head out, looking first right, then left. I scream as I look to the left. A hooded face is right in front of my eyes, no more than twenty centimeters away. All I can see are the eyes, looking straight through me, into my heart.
Slowly the hood falls back and I see a face, so deformed that I don't know how it be alive. Then the thought strikes me that maybe it isn't alive and I shudder. The face twists into an evil smile. The mouth opens and a hoarse dry laugh come outs.
I will my feet to move but they won't obey. I'm frozen in horror and terror. An arm reaches out to pat me on the shoulder. I flinch away from the touch, my stomach flipping over at the feeling.
"There now dearie," the voice says. You'll be one of us in no time. I wonder what she means then suddenly I know. My eyes narrow and I feel the sweet evil running through my veins. It feels so right.
"You see?" the voice purrs. "This is how you should be."
"Piper," Phoebe screamed. Piper rushed over. "Oh no, please," she whispered, seeing Paige was asleep. Piper shook her hard. "Paige, wake up," she yelled in Paige's ear. "You've got to wake up."
Paige's eyes opened. "Thank god," Phoebe breathed then froze. "Piper," she whispered. Piper looked at Paige then screamed. The two older Halliwells looked at each other in horror. Paige's eyes were black, completely black.
A/N yes, a weird chap but oh well. Thanks for reading!