"So what happened again?" Paige asked Piper.
Paige and Phoebe were now in the attic after Piper had called them. Paige was flicking through the book to see if any other pages were missing. Piper was sitting sideward on a couch, with Wyatt next to her. She was playing with him and hardly paying attention. Phoebe lounged in a chair, bored.
Piper sighed. She brushed her hair neatly behind her ears. "I come in and this demon is at the book, looking at it."
"Demon?" Phoebe asked. "How do you know?"
"Because she later shimmered," Piper answered then continued with her story. "As I was saying, I demanded to know who she was and tried to freeze her. Didn't work. She ripped out the page and shimmered."
"We should keep the book in a vault or something" Phoebe joked.
"How did this demon get anywhere near the book?" Paige asked, frowning. "It doesn't add up. She would have to be a force of good to go near it."
"She couldn't have been a force of good if she stole a black magick ritual," Phoebe commented thoughtfully, "She must have had a spell to fool the book into thinking it."
"And the black robe *soooo* spelt out evil. Plus the shimmering."
"I still think we should call Leo." "Piper, Leo isn't our Whitelighter--" "And our Whitelighter isn't answering!" "Can't be calling to your ex whenever we can't figure something out" Paige remarked with a sly smile that Piper couldn't read. "Fine" she said, poking out her tongue. "CHRIS!" she yelled. "Get you ass down here now!"
--
Chris winced as he heard yet another yell at him. He really should go, or then there would be more suspicion then there was worth. He closed his eyes and focused. He was practicing feeling null, void. So Phoebe couldn't read him.
He took a deep breath and orbed to the manor. He winced again as he saw Piper pacing, and the looks on their faces said it all. He was in big trouble.
"Where the hell have you been?" Piper snapped. "With a charge?" he said questionably and avoided her look.
Piper had a look of confusion on her face. "A demon was here and took one of the black magick rituals. The demon fooled the book somehow. Do you know how that could have been done?"
"Sure, some dark spells can fool anything. Even the Book of Shadows can be fooled" Chris rambled on, not knowing if what he was saying was even true. "Well she got what she came for. She won't be back."
"We still have to stop her from using whatever spell she took!" Paige told Chris. "She won't be back, but we have to find her."
Piper slowly moved her head to the side as she did whenever she was concentrating. "Chris, we never said it was a 'she'. We only said it was a demon" "What?" "We never described the demon. How did you know?"
Chris opened his mouth but he didn't know what to say. He slowly closed it. He knew that his whole body was panicking so closed his eyes and focused on blocking Phoebe's empathy ability on reading him. When he regained composure he opened his eyes again and saw the three girls looking at him curiously.
--
Ava sat in the middle of her newly acquired house, in the basement. She sat just outside a circle of blood. Blood of powerful beings.
Ava started to chant. She had memorized the ritual and was performing it with the utmost delicacy.
"Mircutu Darscillia Malente" she chanted the last words of the ritual.
She was nervous for what would appear in the circle. It would be the most powerful being that existed in this time dimension, in this realm. Only when she killed whatever came would she be able to bring Cole back.
Ava hoped it wasn't any of the Charmed Ones because a personal battle was the last thing she needed. The spell granted and took life. If Ava failed, she would die.
Ava sighed a breath of relief when she saw a demon, not a force of good. She kicked him in the stomach and she blew into the palm of her hand. Fire was thrown at the demon and engulfed him. He was gone within seconds.
'Nice to know I can beat the most powerful demon in this realm with a flick of a hand' she thought quickly.
Ava stepped into the circle and her thoughts were on one man. She imagined he was in the circle. She focused on every detail, willing for him to appear. A black wind swirled and a shape formed. It was him. She had done it!
--
As Chris was about to say something off the look of his three charges, he heard a familiar call from the Elders.
"I gotta go, they're calling" Chris said finally.
"No, you don't!" Phoebe frowned. "Explain". "Explain what?" he asked. "Explain how you know about her" Paige said.
"I don't have any idea who this demon is. Hoping it's a her because females are nice things to look at" Chris commented.
"Liar" Piper said. "More secrets." "I have to go"
"Of course you do, all Whitelighters have to go when charges want answers," Piper said, rolling her eyes, thinking of Leo. By the time she finished the sentence Chris was gone.
"Hello Chris" Leo said.
"Have my own Elder always waiting for me? I get to skip the queue?" Chris sarcastically remarked.
"Only when you're evil."
Chris rolled his eyes. "What now?" "The Elders have been alerted on radar of two powerful players entering the field. One used powerful magic before the other appeared. Assumably a resurrection or a powerful summoning spell." "Nice to know, I'll tell Piper, Paige and Phoebe. Keep them on an alert. Any for information?" "No, but I have a feeling you knew all of this. I have a feeling you know what's going on--" "Because I'm Evil" Chris finished for him sarcastically. "I know you are, Chris. You sent me to that god-forsaken Island and you have secrets that you care not to share. I will be watching you." "I did not send you to Valhalla!" he snapped, finally losing his patience. Leo eyed him carefully. "You should get back to your charges. "Gladly" Chris said. Maybe he shouldn't have sent Leo to Valhalla. Maybe there had been another way.
He had sent Leo to an island of Amazon like warriors named Valkyries. Freyja, a friend, had kept Leo imprisoned as a favor. When Leo was finally released he had not trusted Chris at all. With good reason, of course. He only did it so he could step in as the Charmed Ones' Whitelighter.
--
"I don't understand," Cole told Ava. "In fact, I don't care. I just want to be with Phoebe."
Ava rolled her eyes. "You will either sit there and be a good boy while I restore some memories, or I can tie you down while I do it. Your choice." Ava needed to draw his blood to complete the memory restoration.
Cole glared at the girl. "Who he hell do you think you are to think you could even force me to do something?"
She laughed. "Recognize the spell? You do know that I did battle with the most powerful demon in this dimension to get you out of Hell. I am not a pushover."
Cole knew she was right. "And why did you get me out of Hell, again? I forget."
Ava only had given him a cryptic reason to why she had saved him. She knew the memories would answer the question.
"Just consider me family," she told him. He frowned though put his hand out. She cut down the side of his hand and blood dripped on the blood- ridden circle. She dropped a potion of the blood and smoke lurched out of the spot where the potion landed. As the smoke spread around the room he saw everything in fast motion.
A life he once lived.
Paige and Phoebe were now in the attic after Piper had called them. Paige was flicking through the book to see if any other pages were missing. Piper was sitting sideward on a couch, with Wyatt next to her. She was playing with him and hardly paying attention. Phoebe lounged in a chair, bored.
Piper sighed. She brushed her hair neatly behind her ears. "I come in and this demon is at the book, looking at it."
"Demon?" Phoebe asked. "How do you know?"
"Because she later shimmered," Piper answered then continued with her story. "As I was saying, I demanded to know who she was and tried to freeze her. Didn't work. She ripped out the page and shimmered."
"We should keep the book in a vault or something" Phoebe joked.
"How did this demon get anywhere near the book?" Paige asked, frowning. "It doesn't add up. She would have to be a force of good to go near it."
"She couldn't have been a force of good if she stole a black magick ritual," Phoebe commented thoughtfully, "She must have had a spell to fool the book into thinking it."
"And the black robe *soooo* spelt out evil. Plus the shimmering."
"I still think we should call Leo." "Piper, Leo isn't our Whitelighter--" "And our Whitelighter isn't answering!" "Can't be calling to your ex whenever we can't figure something out" Paige remarked with a sly smile that Piper couldn't read. "Fine" she said, poking out her tongue. "CHRIS!" she yelled. "Get you ass down here now!"
--
Chris winced as he heard yet another yell at him. He really should go, or then there would be more suspicion then there was worth. He closed his eyes and focused. He was practicing feeling null, void. So Phoebe couldn't read him.
He took a deep breath and orbed to the manor. He winced again as he saw Piper pacing, and the looks on their faces said it all. He was in big trouble.
"Where the hell have you been?" Piper snapped. "With a charge?" he said questionably and avoided her look.
Piper had a look of confusion on her face. "A demon was here and took one of the black magick rituals. The demon fooled the book somehow. Do you know how that could have been done?"
"Sure, some dark spells can fool anything. Even the Book of Shadows can be fooled" Chris rambled on, not knowing if what he was saying was even true. "Well she got what she came for. She won't be back."
"We still have to stop her from using whatever spell she took!" Paige told Chris. "She won't be back, but we have to find her."
Piper slowly moved her head to the side as she did whenever she was concentrating. "Chris, we never said it was a 'she'. We only said it was a demon" "What?" "We never described the demon. How did you know?"
Chris opened his mouth but he didn't know what to say. He slowly closed it. He knew that his whole body was panicking so closed his eyes and focused on blocking Phoebe's empathy ability on reading him. When he regained composure he opened his eyes again and saw the three girls looking at him curiously.
--
Ava sat in the middle of her newly acquired house, in the basement. She sat just outside a circle of blood. Blood of powerful beings.
Ava started to chant. She had memorized the ritual and was performing it with the utmost delicacy.
"Mircutu Darscillia Malente" she chanted the last words of the ritual.
She was nervous for what would appear in the circle. It would be the most powerful being that existed in this time dimension, in this realm. Only when she killed whatever came would she be able to bring Cole back.
Ava hoped it wasn't any of the Charmed Ones because a personal battle was the last thing she needed. The spell granted and took life. If Ava failed, she would die.
Ava sighed a breath of relief when she saw a demon, not a force of good. She kicked him in the stomach and she blew into the palm of her hand. Fire was thrown at the demon and engulfed him. He was gone within seconds.
'Nice to know I can beat the most powerful demon in this realm with a flick of a hand' she thought quickly.
Ava stepped into the circle and her thoughts were on one man. She imagined he was in the circle. She focused on every detail, willing for him to appear. A black wind swirled and a shape formed. It was him. She had done it!
--
As Chris was about to say something off the look of his three charges, he heard a familiar call from the Elders.
"I gotta go, they're calling" Chris said finally.
"No, you don't!" Phoebe frowned. "Explain". "Explain what?" he asked. "Explain how you know about her" Paige said.
"I don't have any idea who this demon is. Hoping it's a her because females are nice things to look at" Chris commented.
"Liar" Piper said. "More secrets." "I have to go"
"Of course you do, all Whitelighters have to go when charges want answers," Piper said, rolling her eyes, thinking of Leo. By the time she finished the sentence Chris was gone.
"Hello Chris" Leo said.
"Have my own Elder always waiting for me? I get to skip the queue?" Chris sarcastically remarked.
"Only when you're evil."
Chris rolled his eyes. "What now?" "The Elders have been alerted on radar of two powerful players entering the field. One used powerful magic before the other appeared. Assumably a resurrection or a powerful summoning spell." "Nice to know, I'll tell Piper, Paige and Phoebe. Keep them on an alert. Any for information?" "No, but I have a feeling you knew all of this. I have a feeling you know what's going on--" "Because I'm Evil" Chris finished for him sarcastically. "I know you are, Chris. You sent me to that god-forsaken Island and you have secrets that you care not to share. I will be watching you." "I did not send you to Valhalla!" he snapped, finally losing his patience. Leo eyed him carefully. "You should get back to your charges. "Gladly" Chris said. Maybe he shouldn't have sent Leo to Valhalla. Maybe there had been another way.
He had sent Leo to an island of Amazon like warriors named Valkyries. Freyja, a friend, had kept Leo imprisoned as a favor. When Leo was finally released he had not trusted Chris at all. With good reason, of course. He only did it so he could step in as the Charmed Ones' Whitelighter.
--
"I don't understand," Cole told Ava. "In fact, I don't care. I just want to be with Phoebe."
Ava rolled her eyes. "You will either sit there and be a good boy while I restore some memories, or I can tie you down while I do it. Your choice." Ava needed to draw his blood to complete the memory restoration.
Cole glared at the girl. "Who he hell do you think you are to think you could even force me to do something?"
She laughed. "Recognize the spell? You do know that I did battle with the most powerful demon in this dimension to get you out of Hell. I am not a pushover."
Cole knew she was right. "And why did you get me out of Hell, again? I forget."
Ava only had given him a cryptic reason to why she had saved him. She knew the memories would answer the question.
"Just consider me family," she told him. He frowned though put his hand out. She cut down the side of his hand and blood dripped on the blood- ridden circle. She dropped a potion of the blood and smoke lurched out of the spot where the potion landed. As the smoke spread around the room he saw everything in fast motion.
A life he once lived.