Chapter 3
Warning: Strong images are shown. Not for the young ones.
Setting: late at night, nearly 11 or so. Takes place in the woods.
Murdrum: murder.
Piper arrives in the presence of Raum who is holding the so-called innocent.
"Well isn't it the love of my life" Raum said smirking knowing a remark like that will torment Damaris.
"Cut the crap let her go," Piper says as she brings her hands up ready to make her move.
"No, so that you could try and freeze me. Stupid witch. You were much better off listening to your half-breed sister," Raum says in pure disgust.
Not wanting to wait any longer the 'innocent' Damaris blinks behind Piper. Before Piper can respond Damaris grabs her arms from behind and recites a chant in demonic tongue.
Black energy coils come forth and wrap around Piper's arms. The coils pulls Piper's arms tightly together dislocating her left arm. A shriek emits out of Piper who jerks around in agony.
Damaris proceeds to push Piper face first onto the ground. As she falls her face manages to hit a rock, she starts bleeding from her forehead, the gash four inches in length.
Raum blinks in back of Piper and grabs the spell clutched in her hand. Raum snaps his fingers and the spell bursts into flames.
"Damaris," Raum calls. Damaris turn to her liege who grabs her and kisses her lustly. Damaris excited breaks the kiss and proceeds to hurt Piper more.
Then Damaris grabs a fistful of Piper's hair forcing her to stand up. Piper winded from all the abuse barely manages. Forcing Piper to look her in the eyes for a brief moment Damaris licks Piper from her collar bone up to her jaw line. The mere action gets a heated reaction from Raum who proclaims his love for Damaris.
Abruptly Orobos comes with the sleeping Paige and Phoebe.
"I'm sorry," Piper says weakly to them even though it's useless.
"My love our guests have arrived! Please show them to their seats," Raum says very pleased.
Menacingly Damaris pushes Piper to Raum's waiting arms.
Damaris walks up to the younger Charmed ones and summons her black energy coils. One half of the coils goes to Phoebe, carrying her body up five feet in the air. The coils wrap Phoebe around a tree tightly.
The other half of the coils does the same to Paige. Both sisters are placed high up directly in front of the semiconscious Piper and Raum.
Phoebe and Paige start to stir, finally they both open their eyes. Temporarily confused the night events come crashing into them when they hear Piper screaming.
Piper was slowly being stabbed repeatedly by Raum's right hand while the left had a fist full of hair exposing her neck so Raum can lap greedily on.
Damaris watched with great interest as Raum took his time pulling the blade from Piper's torso.
Then tired, Raum gave Piper a final kiss before slicing her neck. He lets her body fall limply, she ends up back first onto the ground. He looms over her looking at her face, Raum notices her expression and feels a creepy sensation crawling up his spine. Angry, he spits on her face.
Paige franticly screams as she struggles against the coils. Desperately she tries and tries, never giving up to free herself even with no avail. Pointless as it is Paige doesn't stop trying.
Phoebe was sobbing, shaking her head in disbelief muttering the words 'Piper' and 'no' over again.
Raum looks up laughing at the younger Charmed Ones, enjoying the scene. Suddenly he stops when he realizes Piper's body begins to turn cold. Raum smiles as does Damaris who strides over to him gathering him in her arms. She kisses him in congratulations.
A feeling of triumph washes over him. The first demon to kill a Charmed one with his bare hands. Though of course he had to cripple her, to make it fair.
Looking Paige in the eye he steps away from Damaris to her. He brings the blade to his mouth and licks the blood off grinning in utter enjoyment.
"Orobos, you may leave. I can handle them now," Raum said looking at the figure hidden behind several trees with greed in his eyes
Hearing his order, Orobos disappears.
"Damaris, we must hurry and take the eldest powers," says Raum deciding against killing the weaker sister first.
A young man with magnificent black hair and eyes stands along side with a women who appears to be an old soul despite her youthful body and her white hair and black eyes. The both of them captivated by the small fire crackling in front of them.
"Avis, she's already dead," says Raven.
"I felt it, come we have a date with destiny."