A/N: This takes place about a week after chapter 18. scream-queen218: Well, like I said, it's a play on "The Price Is Right". And since Paige was hurt because of Glenn's actions, the price of her almost getting killed was "wrong". Does that make sense? Or did I go and confuse you even more? lol I do that quite often. peanut2lb: Yeah, I thought it would be cool if someone less likely knew about the baby. And then I was like, "Well Glenn has the powers....What if it's just him and Phoebe who know right now? Yes! Mwahahahaha!" lol I'm glad you liked that. And, oh my gosh! That's SO SWEET of you to say! ::wipes a tear from my eye:: Thank you! Zythe: I'm glad you liked the empathy bit. I don't like how they had it in the show, where they "turned Phoebe into another telekinetic". TK is WAY OVERUSED in the show. Paige had a special power, with her TKO, and then suddenly all The Elders have it. Grrr! Damn the writers! Yep! I've read "Whispers From The Past" (with Prudence Warren/Wentworth & Cassandra Wentworth) and "Mirror Image" (with Agnes & Philippa). Of course Agnes and Philippa had the last name of "Halliwell" and they came before Grams and the Halliwell name didn't come until Grams married Jack (or Alan sp? as the show contradicted). I'm so interested in the Halliwells' family history! So I made my own "Family Tree", featuring all the known names from the show and/or books (but their grandfather is Jack in my world, not Alan). But the "Family Tree" comes up much later on and you'll see why. ;)

The Blessed Ones
Chapter 19: Witch On A Mission

Persia Patty Halliwell sat quietly on an old sofa, in the attic. The Book of Shadows rested on her lap and she carefully flipped through it's old, yellowed pages. "There's just so much in here and so much to learn." She muttered, as she examined each page carefully. She'd only been living with her real family for about 3 weeks now and the demons still frightened her. She had practise sessions with her family on various days though, to help her better master her powers.

Suddenly a massive black and red demon shimmered into the room in front of Persia. "Witch!" He roared, as an energy ball appeared in his hand.

Persia's heart began to race and she shoved the book from her lap and held out her hands. "Stay away from me! I'm warning you, don't come any closer!" She said, as her hands trembled. Neon yellow sparks began to glitter from her fingers.

The demon raised his hand and sent the energy ball hurling towards Persia.

Out of fear, an electric bolt flew from her hand and connected with the enrergy ball, making a large explosion and stopping the energy ball. She then looked towards the demon and raised her hands, sending simotaniously bolts of energy into the demon's chest.

The demon was sent backwards and hit the wall with a crackening smack. Then the demon transformed into Cole and he rubbed his head as he stood up. "Ya know, maybe you're too much like Phoebe." He said, as he rubbed his neck.

"Oh my God! Cole, I'm so sorry!" Persia gasped, as she rushed to his aid. "Why'd you attack me though?" She asked, as she glanced at him for any bad damage.

"Because we've been training you for three weeks and so far, you've never seen my demon form. So we decided to make sure you were ready if you were actually attacked." Cole said, as he flexed his fingers.

"But what if I wasn't? What if the energy ball had hit me?" Persia asked.

"Nonsense! Phoebe wouldn't have ever let that happen, she made sure to cast a spell that would provide temporary protection from my energy balls, using my blood and a potion. But in the same token, she also knew that it wouldn't be needed." Cole replied, as he brushed off his now dusty clothes.

"And you did marvelous!" Phoebe's voice complimented, from the doorway.

Persia blushed. "Thanks."

Phoebe and Cole joined Persia on the sofa; one sitting on each side.

"Whatcha lookin' at?" Phoebe asked.

"Nothing much. I'm just....examining everything, I guess." Persia answered, as she turned the page again. Her eyes stopped as she looked at the page with awe. "Wow....some demons can be really ho...." She trailed off, not knowing if she wanted or should go in that direction, with the mother she'd only known a few weeks.

"Hot?" Phoebe asked, feeling her daughter's emotions as she watched Persia examine the page. "Yeah, tell me about it." Phoebe said, as she stole a glance at Cole.

"Well, ya know.." Cole said, as he winked at Phoebe.

"Cole! Children!" Phoebe said, as she waved her hand over Persia's head.

"She's fourteen, Phoebe!" Cole countered. "Yeah, fourteen, right?"

"Mhmm." Persia muttered; her eyes were glued to the page.

Phoebe quickly snatched the book away. "Okay! That's enough of that!" She announced, before her hands tremebled and she was yanked into a premonition.

----Premonition----

A young woman with reddish blond hair was running for her life, down Prescott Street. She tripped and stumbled over a crack in the pavement and slid onto the Halliwells' lawn. "Help! Help!" She screamed, as she looked back at nothing. She turned and crawled as quickly as she could, towards the Manor.

Small indents appeared and disappeared, behind the woman, on the grass. Suddenly a knife appeared out of know where, in mid air and went flying at the woman.

The woman spun around and slid away, getting stabbed only in the leg. She reached out and grabbed at the air and finally her hand landed on something that couldn't be seen. She squinted her eyes and squeezed whatever the invisible object was tightly, then there was a vast explosion!

Out of nowhere, the demon that Phoebe had seen on the page that Persia had been looking at, appeared. He went flying backwards and hit the Halliwells' mail box. His leg had a large cut in it. Suddenly there was a red flare and the wound slowly began to heal. "I'll kill you witch!" He cried. Then he flared out.

The woman cried out in pain, for her hand had exploded in the blast as well!

----Premonition----

Phoebe staggered back and fell to the floor, in the same position the woman had been in, in her premonition. She held out her hand in pure agony and shook with fright and pain.

"Phoebe! What the hell?!" Cole cried, as she ran to his wife and quickly embraced her.

Within a few minutes, Phoebe had regained her composure. "We...have to help her!"

"Who?" Cole asked.

"A girl! A witch..She was attcked out on the lawn by the demon from the book." Phoebe answered.

Persia ran to the book, which had fallen shut on the floor. But as she reached it, the book flipped open and began to magically flip to the page of the demon that she'd been looking at just minutes before. "Whoa! What happened?!"

"It's okay! It's just your Great Grandmother, Penny; she flips the pages every so often to help you." Cole said, as he helped Phoebe to her feet.

"What does it say about the demon? Is it a simple Power of Four spell or do we need a Blessed Ones' spell?" Phoebe asked.

"Or potion?" Cole added.

"None....He's...." Persia began.

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"Help! Help!" A woman's voice screamed from outside the Manor.

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"That's her!" Phoebe yelled, as she dashed to the window and threw open the stained glass windows. She got there just in time to see the woman trip and land on the lawn. Her heart was pounding and she felt the woman's fear and the invisible demon's hatred towards the woman. Without hesitation, Phoebe jumped through the window.

"Phoebe!" Cole screamed, as he ran to the window and looked down, to see Phoebe safely levitate to the ground. What the hell is she thinking?! She could expose us! Cole thought, as he watched his wife run into a levitating spin kick that appeared to be aimed at nothing.

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"Get away from her!" Phoebe cried, as her foot connected with an invisble force. She felt herself get pushed backwards and fall to the ground, next to the woman.

There was a loud crash against the mail box, but nothing seemed to be there. Then suddenly the indents in the grass started to come quickly towards Phoebe and the woman.

"No!" Phoebe cried, as she noticed the indents. She wrapped her arms tightly around the woman and levitated into the air, keeping the woman tightly in her grasp.

But suddenly the woman screamed out in pain, as an athame stabbed her in the ankle.

Phoebe thrust out her feet and kicked the invisble demon backwards, again. Then levitated them to the ground.

The woman squirmed from Phoebe's grasp and reached for the air.

"No!" Phoebe cried, remembering the explosion and the woman's hand.

"Please!" The woman cried. She finally grabbed something invisble and her arm shook, as the invisble creature tried to pull away. She squinted her eyes and then a huge explosion occured.

"God no!" Phoebe screamed, as she watched the demon become visible and fly into the middle of the road. She looked back at the woman and the woman's bloody stump where her hand used to be. Phoebe began to wobble with a sick feeling combined with the woman's physical pain.

"I'll get you, witch!" The demon in the road cried. A tiny bit of silver blood dripped from the gash on his leg and then he flared out.

"Phoebe!" Cole cried, as he came running out the front door.

Persia was right behind him.

Phoebe glanced at Cole and then at Persia, then back to the mysterious woman and gasped as the blood on the woman's hand vanished and her hand grew back!

TO BE CONTINUED....