A/N: Wow, I kinda left ya'll hangin' there didn't I? Yes, well...heh. Thanks for reviewing! Zythe: Maybe....maybe not. ;) Phyre: Yeah, after this little sub-plot you will get the whole prophecy of The Children Of Light, as well as Wyatt family bonding, and some Piper & Leo romance! BTW, I'm currently writing the chapter with the character "Phyre" in it. Unfortunately, I won't be able to add it until the sequel to this story. But it will be there and I'm very pleased with how it's going, so far! damien455: Hehe! It might be, it might not...Guess you'll just have to wait and read.. wyatt333: Hey, thanks for taking the time to review! As far as your story goes, I'll probably check it out. It sounds interesting. And no problem about the power thing, but thanks for letting me know!

The Blessed Ones
Chapter 26: Black Magic And Bloody Movies

Phoebe's eyes fluttered open, as she grasped her bed tightly. Beads of sweat were slipping down her forehead and her heart was pounding wildly. She glanced at her alarm clock that read, 3:32 A.M. "Great, I'm never getting back to sleep." She murmured, as her breathing began to return to normal.

At that moment, the 3 other Halliwell sisters chose to dash into the room.

Piper held her hands up high, ready to freeze or explode something. "Pheebs! What's wrong?!" She asked, with concern.

Prue rushed to her little sister's side. "Phoebe, did a demon attack?"

"Or did you have a premonition?" Paige asked, as she scanned the room for evil with her power to sense evil.

"No, neither....I just had a bad dream." Phoebe replied.

"Bad dream? Are you sure it wasn't a premonition?" Piper asked, skeptically. She knew from experiance that when Phoebe had bad dreams, they weren't always just bad dreams.

"I'm sure!" Phoebe defended.

"How?" Prue asked.

"Because I was being chased by....Jason Vorhees." Phoebe said, as she raised her eyebrows.

"The villian from that series...." Prue muttered, trying to remember what it was called.

"Jason, the hockey mask killer from the, 'Friday The Thirteenth' series!" Paige filled in.

"Yeah, that's it!" Prue said, as she remembered what she was trying to think of. She wasn't much into horror films, especially ones when the bad guy keeps coming back. It had become even less of something she wanted to see after her experiance with the Demon of Illusions, who could pull characters right out of films and send them after her and her sisters.

"But why would you have a bad dream about him?" Piper asked.

"Have you been watching Jason movies lately?" Prue asked.

Phoebe shook her head. "Nope."

"Then what?" Paige asked.

Phoebe tried to think. "Well, I was at Blockbuster a few nights ago and glanced around at the movies. Maybe I saw a Jason movie or poster or something and it just stuck in my subconscious?" Phoebe suggested.

Prue, Piper, and Paige looked at each other.

"Well, I guess it's possible." Prue said, with a bit of skepticism in her tone.

"But you're sure you're okay?" Piper asked, in her motherly tone.

"Yes mom." Phoebe said, with a roll of her eyes.

"Well I have work in the morning, so I'm off. Just call if you need us." Prue said. She glanced at Piper and Paige.

"Yeah, I've got to be at the club at like seven tomorrow...or rather, this morning. So I'm off too. Sweet dreams." Piper said.

Prue and Piper waved and then walked out of the bedroom.

"Well?" Phoebe asked, as she looked at her remaining sister.

Paige yawned in response, then she saw the empty space in Phoebe's bed.

Phoebe saw Paige notice Cole's empty space and felt her confusion, due to her empathy. "Working on a high profile case. He had to stay at the office late, doing paperwork." Phoebe replied.

Paige nodded. "Well, just yell if you need me. I'm gonna go see if I can catch fourty winks." Paige said. She walked over to Phoebe and gave her a hug, then orbed away in a brilliant array of blue and white lights.

Phoebe yawned and slumped back into her soft bed. Within minutes she'd dozed off again.

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A young man sat staring at the T.V. screen. He grinned as he heard blood curdling screams and then watched with joy as blood splattered the contents around the killings. "Ahh Jason, you sure know how to kill 'em." The man chuckled. He made a fist. "Soon killing the Charmed Ones will be that easy as well!" He roared with laughter. He'd spent many months watching and studying the Charmed Ones' behaviors, along with their children, and husbands. They are very powerful. The man thought. But he smiled. "But I, and only I, have come up with the perfect plan to kill them! Then I will rule the Underworld and have the Charmed Ones' powers!" He yelled out loud. He grabbed the remote, from the coffee table that lay in front of him, and clicked turned off his tape. "Just a few more ingredients." He muttered, then blinked out.

TO BE CONTINUED....