"What are they up to?" Max muttered to herself as she looked out to the
waves crashing violently against the rocks. This particular place calmed
her, the spray of water soothed her.
She often came her to think, back in her time, and the place hadn't changed a bit from now. Untouched by mankind.
Sometimes it was because the waves looked angry and expressed how she felt. Other times it just distracted her from her problems.
Most of all it reminded her of her father. Cole loved this place more then anybody. Or he would get to love it, not yet anyway.
Cole had mentioned to her about the voices in his head. It sounded like the Avatars are trying to drive him insane. No matter what angle Max looked at it, it would be an advantage to them if she were dead. Then why wasn't she?
There were just empty promises. They could do anything. She could explode into a ball of flames at any second, just at their thought.
What's their agenda?
Max was going insane with the questions. Then there were the Elemists. Were they protecting her? But why?
Few knew of Elemists in this time, though she knew all about them. They were all powerful. One had created Earth, just as an artistic expression.
And it was done well! All the mountain's landscapes, flowing rivers, beautiful plants..
Then added a touch of magic. A war was to follow, a war of demons versus witches. A legacy that she was split at. She was demon, however, she had been brought up against their ways.
The Avatars wanted power to create a future they could shape. The Elemist wanted to keep control of his playground. A bigger war ensured.
The only thing Max was uncertain of was if the Avatars were also a powerful god-like force, or if the Elemist had created it.
If the Elemist created them, he could just as easily destroy them? The fight would be no more. Unless a little war was to spice up the Elemist's days, a bit of light entertainment?
She had also often wondered about why the Avatars wanted Cole. All these questions, no answers.
--
The leaders of the Avatars were pacing. They had an eternity of time, however the recent endeavors with Cole just were boring him. They honestly thought with he destruction of Marie, he would go insane.
But he didn't. And that bothered him. They could always break their targets; no one was immune to pain.
Cole was different. A demon that had known no love, all of a sudden is given a love story no mortals could boast of in ten lifetimes. It made him stronger.
And that Max. The Elemist would always be sending visions of their plans. They couldn't do anything without her knowing of it. How could they kill her? Did they even want to?
He sighed. Cole was a perfect candidate and another wouldn't come around for thousands of years. They needed to get him, and they needed him NOW.
Of course we could always get Cole by trying the situation they had before. Put Cole in a situation where he had to choose the love of his life or his daughter.
Maybe it would work this time. What kept him above water before was the need to care for his daughter, he was strong for her. Once he'd kill Max, and Phoebe had gone back to her sisters.. there would be no one left to be strong for.
"To try again wont hurt," he muttered to himself.
Ah, now just to get the wheels in motion. He smiled.
--
Phoebe's vision blurred and she blinked and rubbed her eyes. She then saw she was no longer in her room with her new Whitelighter, Chris, but in fact the underworld. She sighed deeply. More irritated than anything. Demons always tried, and always failed. Why do they keep at it? Do they have nothing better to do?
Then she spotted Cole next to her. Her eyes flashing of anger.
"What the hell did you do?!" she snapped at him. She was sick of him and wanted to be left alone.. If this was another tactic for them to get back together..
"I didn't do anything," he said simply. Cole was curious at to who their intruders were attacking. Was it the Avatars for him, or just a regular demon foolishly trying to piss of the Charmed Ones?
They saw a blur of color eventually form and they saw Max. Cole expected to see confusion in her eyes, except she saw Max was nervous.
That was strange, Max usually had a "tackle-anything-head-on" attitude and found magical being irritating while amusing at the same time. Cole even sensed a bit of fear. "Great, it's HER" Phoebe muttered and looked away. She hated Max because of their clash earlier. They just got off on the wrong foot. "So who brought us here anyway?" she yelled to the room
Max started to go pale and with her back to the wall, slid down quietly and sat on the floor.
"I brought you here" said the Avatar. Cole recognized him instantly. He glanced quickly at Max.
"What did you do to her?"
"She must be reliving a childhood memory" he smirked. "The poor thing".
Phoebe looked at the whole exchange with boredom on her face. "OK, Cole, can you shimmer us the heck out of here? This guy freaks me out. I want to go home NOW."
"I already tried," he replied, then directed his question to the Avatar. "What is this?"
"I believe your daughter introduced you to the concept a little while ago"
"I hate the cryptic!" Phoebe yelled, pissed. "Tell me who the hell you are so I can vanquish your sorry ass back to whatever sick dimension you came from!"
"Concept?" he said, muttering out loud. He looked at Max and the fear in her eyes and knew. "God, no" he said, shaking slightly.
The Avatar smiled way too brightly. "You know the story, time for a re- enactment"
"What's he talking about Cole?"
"A choice" the Avatar answered. "There are two lives in his hands. Yours.." he paused and nodded towards Max "and hers".
"No" he said, "I can't"
Max looked up at the familiar words. Talk about Deja Vu. It was going to happen again. Cole would be forced to kill one of them. Either his daughter, or the love of his life. And Max didn't know if he could survive it this time.
--
And about at the same time Paige orbed in to Cole and Max's place and found it surprisingly empty.
"Max?" she called out to the empty room.
"In here!" Paige heard her voice yell out.
Paige walked into Max's room to see her reading a book. "What's up?" she asked cheerfully. Paige frowned, as this was unusual for Max. "Why so cheery?" Paige asked her. "Where's the 'I-hate-Paige' attitude gone?"
Paige was half joking but half not, and she was even dressed differently. A sundress was hardly her usual morbid black attire. Though Max just laughed it off. "You don't qualify for hatred today."
Max's grin disappeared when she saw her face. "Why so gloomy?"
"Well Phoebe blurred out earlier and our Whitelighter says it's a demonic power, and we don't know where she is"
"Ah, is that all?" she asked, returning to her book. Then she muttered under her breath "You'll see hers or "my" dead body soon enough, nothing to worry about."
"Huh?" Paige asked, "Didn't quite catch that last bit".
"I said that you shouldn't worry. I'm sure all will be revealed soon" she replied turning to her book. On Paige's strange look she returned to her book. "These things never last long"
Paige muttered something about being careful, and orbed out.
"All will be revealed as soon as the blood is spilt." She gave a sly smile. "And by god, I hope it's soon. I'm bored here all on my lonesome."
She often came her to think, back in her time, and the place hadn't changed a bit from now. Untouched by mankind.
Sometimes it was because the waves looked angry and expressed how she felt. Other times it just distracted her from her problems.
Most of all it reminded her of her father. Cole loved this place more then anybody. Or he would get to love it, not yet anyway.
Cole had mentioned to her about the voices in his head. It sounded like the Avatars are trying to drive him insane. No matter what angle Max looked at it, it would be an advantage to them if she were dead. Then why wasn't she?
There were just empty promises. They could do anything. She could explode into a ball of flames at any second, just at their thought.
What's their agenda?
Max was going insane with the questions. Then there were the Elemists. Were they protecting her? But why?
Few knew of Elemists in this time, though she knew all about them. They were all powerful. One had created Earth, just as an artistic expression.
And it was done well! All the mountain's landscapes, flowing rivers, beautiful plants..
Then added a touch of magic. A war was to follow, a war of demons versus witches. A legacy that she was split at. She was demon, however, she had been brought up against their ways.
The Avatars wanted power to create a future they could shape. The Elemist wanted to keep control of his playground. A bigger war ensured.
The only thing Max was uncertain of was if the Avatars were also a powerful god-like force, or if the Elemist had created it.
If the Elemist created them, he could just as easily destroy them? The fight would be no more. Unless a little war was to spice up the Elemist's days, a bit of light entertainment?
She had also often wondered about why the Avatars wanted Cole. All these questions, no answers.
--
The leaders of the Avatars were pacing. They had an eternity of time, however the recent endeavors with Cole just were boring him. They honestly thought with he destruction of Marie, he would go insane.
But he didn't. And that bothered him. They could always break their targets; no one was immune to pain.
Cole was different. A demon that had known no love, all of a sudden is given a love story no mortals could boast of in ten lifetimes. It made him stronger.
And that Max. The Elemist would always be sending visions of their plans. They couldn't do anything without her knowing of it. How could they kill her? Did they even want to?
He sighed. Cole was a perfect candidate and another wouldn't come around for thousands of years. They needed to get him, and they needed him NOW.
Of course we could always get Cole by trying the situation they had before. Put Cole in a situation where he had to choose the love of his life or his daughter.
Maybe it would work this time. What kept him above water before was the need to care for his daughter, he was strong for her. Once he'd kill Max, and Phoebe had gone back to her sisters.. there would be no one left to be strong for.
"To try again wont hurt," he muttered to himself.
Ah, now just to get the wheels in motion. He smiled.
--
Phoebe's vision blurred and she blinked and rubbed her eyes. She then saw she was no longer in her room with her new Whitelighter, Chris, but in fact the underworld. She sighed deeply. More irritated than anything. Demons always tried, and always failed. Why do they keep at it? Do they have nothing better to do?
Then she spotted Cole next to her. Her eyes flashing of anger.
"What the hell did you do?!" she snapped at him. She was sick of him and wanted to be left alone.. If this was another tactic for them to get back together..
"I didn't do anything," he said simply. Cole was curious at to who their intruders were attacking. Was it the Avatars for him, or just a regular demon foolishly trying to piss of the Charmed Ones?
They saw a blur of color eventually form and they saw Max. Cole expected to see confusion in her eyes, except she saw Max was nervous.
That was strange, Max usually had a "tackle-anything-head-on" attitude and found magical being irritating while amusing at the same time. Cole even sensed a bit of fear. "Great, it's HER" Phoebe muttered and looked away. She hated Max because of their clash earlier. They just got off on the wrong foot. "So who brought us here anyway?" she yelled to the room
Max started to go pale and with her back to the wall, slid down quietly and sat on the floor.
"I brought you here" said the Avatar. Cole recognized him instantly. He glanced quickly at Max.
"What did you do to her?"
"She must be reliving a childhood memory" he smirked. "The poor thing".
Phoebe looked at the whole exchange with boredom on her face. "OK, Cole, can you shimmer us the heck out of here? This guy freaks me out. I want to go home NOW."
"I already tried," he replied, then directed his question to the Avatar. "What is this?"
"I believe your daughter introduced you to the concept a little while ago"
"I hate the cryptic!" Phoebe yelled, pissed. "Tell me who the hell you are so I can vanquish your sorry ass back to whatever sick dimension you came from!"
"Concept?" he said, muttering out loud. He looked at Max and the fear in her eyes and knew. "God, no" he said, shaking slightly.
The Avatar smiled way too brightly. "You know the story, time for a re- enactment"
"What's he talking about Cole?"
"A choice" the Avatar answered. "There are two lives in his hands. Yours.." he paused and nodded towards Max "and hers".
"No" he said, "I can't"
Max looked up at the familiar words. Talk about Deja Vu. It was going to happen again. Cole would be forced to kill one of them. Either his daughter, or the love of his life. And Max didn't know if he could survive it this time.
--
And about at the same time Paige orbed in to Cole and Max's place and found it surprisingly empty.
"Max?" she called out to the empty room.
"In here!" Paige heard her voice yell out.
Paige walked into Max's room to see her reading a book. "What's up?" she asked cheerfully. Paige frowned, as this was unusual for Max. "Why so cheery?" Paige asked her. "Where's the 'I-hate-Paige' attitude gone?"
Paige was half joking but half not, and she was even dressed differently. A sundress was hardly her usual morbid black attire. Though Max just laughed it off. "You don't qualify for hatred today."
Max's grin disappeared when she saw her face. "Why so gloomy?"
"Well Phoebe blurred out earlier and our Whitelighter says it's a demonic power, and we don't know where she is"
"Ah, is that all?" she asked, returning to her book. Then she muttered under her breath "You'll see hers or "my" dead body soon enough, nothing to worry about."
"Huh?" Paige asked, "Didn't quite catch that last bit".
"I said that you shouldn't worry. I'm sure all will be revealed soon" she replied turning to her book. On Paige's strange look she returned to her book. "These things never last long"
Paige muttered something about being careful, and orbed out.
"All will be revealed as soon as the blood is spilt." She gave a sly smile. "And by god, I hope it's soon. I'm bored here all on my lonesome."