The Madison quartet collapsed onto the carpet of the manor hall, their bodies reforming from bright blue-white orbs. Harried, yet uninjured, they picked themselves up from the floor, Julia rubbing her elbow to ease her pain from the crash.

"Ow."

"Sorry," mumbled Pru upon standing. She looked at her younger sister crossly, saying, "I was a little nervous you know, with someone trying to kill us."

"Wait, why are we at the house?" asked Xan worriedly.

"Well, I had to think fast, you know. I couldn't take us back to Aunt Paige."

"But that was the plan, wasn't it?" cried Julia in her smarter brother's defense.

"We can't fight the demon in the hospital Julia. Not with everyone else around," explained the eldest irritably.

"We can't fight him here either. Not without the book," Xan countered, crossing his arms with finality.

The fact suddenly dawned on Pru, who reacted with a gasp of fear. "Oh no."

"'Oh no' is right."

"Guys, this isn't getting us anywhere," Drew broke in between short breaths, grabbing his siblings' attention. "*All* our powers are screwed up and we have to get to the book, which is probably with our aunt in the hospital. Right?"

The three solemnly nodded in response. Pru reached for her brothers' and sister's hands when a flash of light erupted from near the front door.

"Uh-uh," said Kii, waving his finger at the blinded witches. "Nobody is going anywhere."

On instinct, Julia pointed at their attacker and immediately the four were covered in a wall of translucent white. "Not again."

The power broker threw an energy ball, and the Madisons orbed, dove and rolled away from the blast. Recovering from the attack, Drew caught his siblings' eyes and yelled, "Attic!"

The foursome scrambled toward the staircase, the demon looking on with a grin. "Idiots," he muttered to himself. "Haven't they gotten it by now"?"he uttered before disappearing in a glimmer of light.

"You can't escape me," declared Kii as he reappeared before the Madisons in the attic center. "Maybe I should just got to your aunt? Wait, *she's* the Charmed One you've been talking about. I'd really want to meet her."

"You talk too much," Xan said, before unleashing a lightning bolt at their foe. The demon crumpled to the ground with a roar, soft smoke wafting from his coat. "Your puny powers can't kill me."

"Yours can," whispered Pru softly, eyeing the enemy intently, the words to a spell forming in her thoughts. "What's mine is yours, what's yours is mine; let our powers cross the line. I offer up my gift to share, switch our powers through the air."

The last words of the incantation echoed in the demon's mind, before he fully realized what had happened. "No!" he cried, wishing to lob an energy ball at the young witch, but finding the action useless. Pru, on the other hand, started to will the spheres of power to appear in her hands. Holding more than enough, she pitched them at the demon mercilessly.

Kii jumped at each globe Pru threw, raw power coursing and growing in him with Pru's assault. He looked at the witches with eyes wide as his body began to tremble, before he exploded in a flare of flames and a cloud of dust.

The four young witches stared in awe at the settling particles of demon residue, letting their vanquish sink in. "Whoa. That... doesn't happen everyday," uttered Xan, intruding upon the moment of quiet.

"I think we'll be seeing a lot more of that from now on," Drew sighed, snapping out of the trance brought upon by the demon's defeat. "Hey, my migraine's gone."

Enlightened by her brother's discovery, Julia willed sparks of electricity to form at her fingertips. "My lightning's back too."

"Do you think Paige's power's- Lamp!"Pru cut her question off to attempt calling for an object in view. When the delicate lamp orbed from a parlor table and into her hands, she gave a shaky smile to the people around her. "I guess vanquishing the demon solved all our problems."