Disclaimer: Even though I wrote this story I own nothing. sobs incoherently All of the characters belong to whoever owns Charmed which I think is Warner Brothers studios but I'm not sure. Any who point is I really own nothing. Well not nothing really if I think about it I own a few things. checks pockets well... I've got a bus ticket and YAY five bucks anyway I own no charmed characters EXCEPT for little Prue, Vanessa, Lisa Wenwen, the pigtail girl (Pythia), Potter, Bridget, Zangog, Drew, Gavin and oh this is ridiculous; just any unfamiliar face. If anyone wants to use any of my characters please be my guest but just tell me you want to use them first. Anyway enjoy.

Chappie 15: Pythia

"This should be working. Why is it not working. You're his son you should be the most important thing in his life. Why isn't the crystal dropping?" Pythia now stood on the opposite side of the attic and had her hands firmly on her hips and was glaring at Wyatt.

"Pyth stop channeling," Wyatt looked up from the map and stared emotionlessly at Pyth. He looked exhausted. His skin was pale and his blue eyes had dark bags underneath them.

"Sorry I didn't think you'd notice" she shrugged slightly and looked down at her hands

"Are you kidding. Only Prue could fit all those words into breathe. She's freaked out isn't she" he rolled his neck slowly.

"I'd say so." She raised her eyebrows slightly "I'm surprised the house hasn't blown up yet"

"Chris'll calm her down." Wyatt smiled confidently "You know you're getting pretty good at the empathy thing"

"Yeah, you think so" Pyth smiled shyly. "I've been practicing" Wyatt was the older brother she didn't have. He protected her and helped her with her homework. Chris was great but he was more of the person she could joke about with. When she had Wyatt's approval she felt proud.

Wyatt had gone back to scrying in his fruitless attempt to locate Leo. "And I thought it would be easier to find Leo than his demon half..." he sighed and threw the crystal on the table leaning back into the loveseat and covering his hands with his eyes.

"Wy, you don't look so good."

Slowly revealing his face again Wyatt smiled weakly. "I'm fine"

"But you're so pale..." Pyth went sit next to him on the seat

"Hang on. Prue's right." Wyatt snapped to attention and orbed out of the room from his seat.

"What??" Stunned Pythia ran to the attic door as if she thought he would be waiting on the steps for her.

"Wyatt!! Come back" She screamed to the roof. "Wyatt" she moaned and collapsed back onto the seat. Sometimes she just felt so alone. Wyatt, Chris and Prue had their own little group and sometimes she felt like such an outsider when she was with them. She enjoyed hanging out with them because they were always laughing and spoke of such interesting things but sometimes when she was with all of them she felt like she couldn't contribute anything to the conversation and whenever there was a demon after Prue or Wyatt they tended to push her away into the shadows. She knew this was for her own good but just once she wanted to be part of a vanquish. That was why she had been practicing her empathy so often. She knew that the main reasons her cousins didn't let her participate in vanquishes was because she wasn't as powerful as they were. She had the power of empathy, levitation, morphing and premonition. She had been practicing constantly so that she could prove to her cousins that she was fully capable of helping them. What Wyatt had just done made her feel as though she shouldn't have bothered, he had seen her power expansion and yet he had orbed off without a word about where he was going.

Potter chose that moment to levitate backwards into the room. His eyes were squeezed shut and his mouth was mouthing the words "I wanna go down" silently. Pythia watched in amusement as the boy kept going slowly backwards. Then she saw where he was heading: the open window.

"Potter!" she shouted without thinking then cursed herself for doing it. Potter opened his eyes in fright and his hands flew out in front of him causing his upper body to turn and he ended up in a handstand position in mid air. He started to scream and wiggle his body like a worm trying to get down

Pythia rose from the loveseat into the air. She grabbed her brother around the waist and tried to pull him down but the boy was too frantic and kept moving.

"Pyth, I'm upside down. ARRRRRGH. Get me down. Get me down. Please get me down. I'm going to fall!" The boy started to sob as the blood rushed to his head and his hair stood on end. His legs kicked through the air. She tried to grab his waist again and received a kick in the face for her efforts. She fell to the floor her nose bleeding.

"Owww" she groaned as she looked up at her squirming brother beyond all self control. She ran to the window and shut it so that they two of them wouldn't go flying out and expose all magic. A loud cat like screech sounded from somewhere below. Pythia heard it but then just dismissed it as a cat being run over outside. She felt sad for a minute as she thought of a squashed tabby lying outside their home. Then was brought back to reality by her brothers scream as he tried to fling himself into the ground and instead flung himself into the opposite wall and bounced into the roof.

"Hold on Potter I'm coming" she looked up and took a step back. She then took a run up and levitated at the last moment using her weight as an advantage she managed to surprise Potter and push him to the ground with her tackle. They both tumbled to the floor panting. Potter latched himself around Pythia's neck. Sobbing quietly as she panted.

Wyatt orbed back into the room beaming broadly and carrying an elder's golden robe. "Pyth, Potter are you alright" the smile disappeared and he dropped the robe and strode to both of them grabbing an arm and pulling them to their feet. "What the hell happened? Was it a demon?"

"What the hell happened was that you orbed out and left me all alone here and Potter came and levitated in the air and..."

"So no demon"

She shook he head.

"Oh thank God." He clasped her head in his hands and inspected her nose to see if it was broken. Pyth tried to squirm out of his grip but he was stronger than she was and she couldn't move far. Finally he released her, "It's not broken" he declared smiling and patting her on the shoulder.

"But it will be" A demon had shimmered into the attic without any of them noticing. It was burly and had an indefinable substance making its way over his body. Pythia shivered as she watched it move. It looked as though there were worms crawling all over his body. Eww.

Wyatt turned as if in slow motion and Pyth saw that his whole body tensed as he saw who it was. He bit his lip and curled his hands into fists. Pythia quickly grabbed Potter and hugged him to her side. Wyatt gently nudged the two of them behind him so they were out of sight of the huge demon. Peeking out from behind Wyatt she noticed that the demons eyes were a bright blue yet it seemed as though there was something wiggling behind the pupil. She recoiled and grabbed a chunk of Wyatt's shirt with her free hand. The thing wriggling substance or thing looked as though it was moving faster. His veins were moving upwards, literally popping upwards on the demons body. She wouldn't have been surprised if they popped completely off and started wriggling towards them.

"Last time I saw you I spared your life, now you're going to die, you hybrid." The demon attempted to cross his arms across his chest was too burly and the effect just wasn't as menacing as would be expected.

"Last time I saw you I had your face buried into the ground until your clan came to save you so if anyone's dying today. It's not going to be me" Wyatt smirked slightly lowered his head and sent the demon flying across the room with his partial telekinesis. It made a huge crash much louder than one demon hitting a wall should make. Pythia dismissed the thought thinking that the attic had just echoed. She looked at Wyatt amazed; he didn't have the power of telekinesis, he had the power of teleorbing but not of telekinesis she gazed with her mouth half opened at him. "You're not the only one that's been practicing." He quipped grinning suddenly at the astonished look on her face, in a flash his face flashed back to its solemn self "I want you and Potter to get out of here now before he gets up."

The demon rose from where it had lay crumpled in the corner and shook its head slowly as if trying to regain focus. Its skin had stopped moving as if the worms had been laid to rest by the fall he had taken. The demon began to rub his skin furiously as if trying to get himself warm.

"Wyatt..." Pythia warned pointing at the demon who had begun to rise.

"Ok scratch that plan. Stay behind me. No heroics. Got it?" he raised his eyebrows and then quickly turned to the demon who continued to rub himself but had now begun to sway slightly as if he might faint.

"Can't get the blood flowing?" Wyatt smiled inquisitively. "Want some help" The demon ignored him but began to shiver and convulse slightly.

Pythia suddenly realized why the demon was rubbing himself; the wriggling stuff that was in his skin was his blood and when Wyatt through him into the wall it had stopped his blood from flowing. She had no idea how that could happen. It was a big weakness for a demon to have.

He ran at the demon and clamped his hand around its throat "Who sent you? What do you want?" he breathed into the demon's ear.

The demon gagged and its arms flayed in the air as if trying to grab the air and life. It remained silent though.

Wyatt pressed harder against the demons throat. "WHO SENT YOU? WHAT DO YOU WANT?" he screamed into his ear.

The demon panted for air and whimpered "Leo"

"DON'T LIE TO ME" Wyatt screamed and blew up the demons left ear with a flick of his hand.

The demon screamed like a dying cat. It screeched as though a cat had been driven over by a car. Pythia thought of the stray tabby she had heard earlier.

"It was him. I'm just training. I'm not a real demon yet. Please don't kill me. I'll be your servant. I can cook, I can clean. You can practice your magic please just don't kill me. Whatever you want I can do..."

Pythia thought of the extra loud crash. The attic didn't usually echo why would it start now. One demon had hit the wall and yet it sounded as though an army of demons had been hurled into a wall.

"Shut up and answer the questions. Who sent you? What do you want?"

"Ok. So we're bargaining th...that's good" the once cool demon stuttered "Um well it was Leo. Well not not good Leo. It was evil Leo and he came and asked us power holders to um kill um you" his small eyes darted around nervously as the circulation of his blood vessels seemed to regain their movement.

"I scryed for evil Leo I got nothing. How could he have come and given you orders without me knowing"

"Magical cloak" the demon's eyes were darting from side to side the wriggling was becoming more and more rapid.

Pythia closed her eyes and tried to use her empathy power on Prue "CHRIS!!! DON'T YOU DARE HURT HIM!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!" Her eyes sprung open and she gazed and Wyatt. "They're being attacked"

The demon seemed to have regained its composure and stood in a fluid movement knocking Wyatt off balance. "Correction you're being attacked. Evil Leo and The Source wants you all present at the coronation of evil ceremony"

"What?" Wyatt fumed and spun on the ground tripping the demon and straddling him.

"You're little sisters's going black" he snorted throwing Wyatt into the opposite wall.

"They're gonna turn her evil. The plan's lost. They've got her. That's what all those noises and the cat and the echo. Oh my God"

"Pyth, demon" Two demons shimmered in behind Potter and Pyth.

"Their blood stops when they're airborne" he shouted. He pounced on the demon he'd been interrogating and grabbed him by the shirt suddenly lifting him into the air "Potter levitate and stay there. Don't come down" he grunted as he kept the struggling demon in the air as it slowly died. The demon twitched and tried to hit Wyatt but eventually stopped moving and its skin withdrew from the skull. The skeleton of the demon then burst into a green dust. He levitated down to the ground.

One of the demons rushed at Pythia she ducked down and levered the demon over her left shoulder. She then stood and executed a perfect back kick sending the demon crashing into the opposite wall.

"Nice cuz" Wyatt admired as he grabbed the other demon who was trying to jump into the air to reach Potter who had levitated into the air and was clawing helplessly and the roof with his eyes tight shut. He raised the demon in the air until it burst into a green dust.

Pythia levitated into the air and grabbed the groggy demon by its back. It fought her by swinging its legs back and forth forcing her to drop it. Wyatt took over and grabbed the demon levitating it in the air and killing it. Meanwhile Pyth set her sights to her brother remembering the events that had happened not long ago. She took a deep breathe levitated up hooked an arm around her brothers small waist and quickly dropped downwards before he could kick her too much.

Wyatt saw the two fall to the floor and wasted no time he grabbed one of their hands and orbed into the living room. A huge sucking black vortex surrounded by black flames resided in the center of the room. The flames were dying down as the vortex grew and became one big black hole.

They were all sucked towards it. Screaming Pyth grabbed onto the stair banister. Wyatt grabbed hold of Potter's little hand and used all his energy it seemed to levitate himself to the stair banister that Pyth held. The suction seemed to become more furious and harder to resist. The darkness was building all around them.

A high pitched scream came from the right of the hole just out of sight. "PRUE!" Wyatt screamed letting go the banister unexpectedly. Pyth let one hand off the railing and grabbed Wyatt before he could be hurled into the vortex but she could feel herself slipping from the railing.

"Whatever you do hold on. I'll be back" He yelled to make himself heard over the din of the rushing wind. He orbed out of her hold and she flung her hand back to hold the banister.

"Pyth I can't hold on much longer" Potter whined

"Yes you can. Don't let go. Potter I'm here don't let go"

"Pythia I can't" he whimpered.

"You have to" Pyth glanced at his hands and saw that they were slipping from the banister. She clawed her way up the banister so she was holding the banister in the crook of her elbow with her whole arm wrapped around it. She then flung her right leg into the stair but the wind was strong and she was small so her leg didn't reach target and she returned to her horizontal position. Breathing heavily she used her levitation power to propel her legs forward, soon she had her leg wrapped around the arm of the banister. With her free arm she grabbed Potters wrist and held it firmly so he wouldn't be blown away. "Let go" she commanded

"No"

"Let go Potter. I've got you"

Reluctantly he let go and the gust of wind brought him backwards his hand slipped from Pythia's hold. He screamed but she held on to his fingers and brought him towards her. He clawed at her body and she grabbed his waist thrusting him in front of her. Her body blocked most of the vortex's wind from his so he was able to grab the arm of the banister and hold on. Pythia sighed in relief and gripped tightly hoping that Wyatt would come back soon.

A swarm of blue and white orbs materialized and Pyth smiled as she thought Wyatt had returned. Her eyes widened as she saw who it really was. Bridget. And she was just out of reach

"Shit. Bridget orb away." She screamed but even as she screamed she knew it would be no help. The little girl was sucked away from her outstretched hand. Frantically she let go of the banister with her arm but the wind was too strong and her whole body was wrenched away from the banister and into the vortex. A sharp snap sounded as she was blown into the vortex and a sharp pain ran through her leg. Dazed she remembered her leg which had been wrapped around the banister arm. It had broken. It was so painful and she looked down to see her brother clutching it. He was clutching her broken leg and it hurt like hell. As she was sucked into the vortex she screamed but her arms still were outstretched searching for her Bridget. A small hand a little leg anything, but she got nothing and felt herself slipping into unconsciousness from the pain in her leg as she was sucked into the black vortex, then she felt nothing.

A/N: So what do you think?? Unfortunately Paige didn't make it into this chapter but I swear that I'll try and make her come up in the next chapter. Ummm if you're wondering who the demons were with the whole wriggling things and how Chris and Wyatt know them then I'll give you a hint. It's in Chapter 2... or you could just wait till I get the new chappie up and then I'll tell you again there. Whatever you prefer. Really sorry about how long it took to get up. It was a busy two weeks. Hope that it meet expectations LOL sorry if it didn't. Anyway I hope you enjoyed it and like I always say any comments, gripes or suggestions are welcome. Thanks for taking the time to read it !!!!!!!