A/N: Well here is my updated fourth chapter, much better don't you think? I personally think this is one of my better chapters. Now, I didn't go a far as I originally intended to, but I think that this piece fits nicely together. I added a lot of new stuff, but kept most of the dialogue and added some. You'll see more familiar stuff from my other chapter, especially near the end of the chapter. I'm just about to go on Thanksgiving break and am in a writing mood so expect a fifth chapter soon. Right now I'm getting frustrated 'cause I have all these ideas floating in my head, but they come later on in the story and I haven't gotten there yet.

I would especially like to thank my best and favorite reviewer Succubus-69, you're praise keeps me going and I'm glad you like this story. It's gonna get really good soon in a few chapters. (I'm thinking chapter 6 or 7) Keep up the reviewing!

I would also like to thank Louise Malfoy, ShaedowCat for their input too.

We who are about to write salute you! Enjoy!

Hedwig518

Trapped

When Phoebe awoke, she found herself sprawled out on a cold, stone floor. She weakly opened an eye to look around at her new surroundings. The room spun in her vision, making her dizzy so she closed her eye and tried to relax in the darkness.

That strange women had brought them here, Phoebe remembered. But how had she gotten them here? With her eyes still closed, Phoebe let her hand slide to her throat to see if the diamond shaped necklace was still there. It wasn't. A shiver ran down Phoebe's spine as she recalled the eerie sensation of the necklace's magic as they were drawn from the attic. It wasn't like orbing. When orbing, you felt yourself grow light and saw the swirls of blue and white around you before being magically taken from one destination to the next. No, that magic that brought her here was not at all like an orb, is was much darker. It felt as if you were being pulled from your place and then thrown into darkness. No, Phoebe thought, it wasn't darkness it was something else. It was as if all the light had been sucked into a void and all that was left was an empty blackness. There was no light, there was no heat. There was nothing.

Phoebe couldn't recall exactly how long it had taken, but she guessed she must have fallen unconscious in between at some time.

A groan came from somewhere in the room.

Phoebe opened her eyes, the dizziness and spinning no longer there, and searched the room for the cause of the sound. She spied a figure lying on the ground across from her and recognized the familiar shape. It was Piper. Phoebe sat up, ignoring the oncoming rush of another bout of dizziness, and hurried to Piper side. She put a comforting hand her Piper's side and felt her sister stir beneath her hand.

"Piper? Honey, are you all right?" asked Phoebe. Piper groaned again in response. Phoebe eyes swept across the room and saw Paige in a corner. Paige was sitting up and staring with concern towards Piper.

"Is she going to be all right?" asked Paige. She stood up and walked over to Phoebe and Piper.

"She'll be fine," answered Phoebe, tucking a stray hair behind her ear.

No sooner had she spoken, before Piper raised herself up to a sitting position. She put a hand to her head and groaned. Her eyes fluttered opened and she was greeted by the gaze of her two sisters.

"Are you okay?" asked Paige as she put one of her hands behind to steady her.

Piper brushed the question off with a wave of her hand while mumbling an inaudible answer. Phoebe watched as Piper's eyes as they darted around their prison, searching the shadows for any threat that may dare show them self. Phoebe knew nothing was hidden in to darkened corners. So couldn't explain why, but she had a feeling that they weren't here to die. Of course she wasn't entirely sure of their true purpose here, but she knew it wasn't to die. She guessed that for now they would stay here until they were needed. For whatever reason that was.

"Where the hell are we?" asked Piper to no one in particular. Phoebe had been wondering the same thing, but with all that had happened she hadn't had time to recollect where they were. She had a feeling though that it had to do with the woman who had brought her and her three sisters to this place.

"I have no idea," Phoebe answered. She looked around and the compound's sides. They were solid stone and apparently seamless. The missing chunks of the rock wall led Phoebe to believe that the entire cavern had been carved out. She placed a single finger on the chilling stone and a chilling shock along with a felt a faint tingle. In fact, she had felt that faint tingle ever since she first awoke in the room. There was no normal cause for it, so she knew it had to be something else, but what she didn't know. Slowly, Phoebe ran her finger along the rough contours of the rock. She had an idea. Somewhere, there had to be a door. Right now it was probably disguised by the rock and hidden to the naked eye. But if she found the seam to the door, they might be able to get out. She began to walk around the border of the room, her finger never losing contact with the wall. Eventually she would have to find…

Phoebe stopped abruptly, hardly daring to hope, and retraced the path across the stone with her finger. Maybe it was only a crack in the stone for those were plentiful and she had run across many all ready. But no… She traced the smooth line again and smiled. It was a seam. She traced the outline of the door and took a step back. It blended in so well that even though she knew where the door was, she still couldn't see it. Happy with her discovery she smiled to herself. Her sisters, wondering what she found, came and stood by her side.

"What did you find?" asked Paige. She squinted into the rock trying to see what Phoebe was so intrigued about.

"I think it's a door," was Phoebe's answer. She walked up to the stone and pushed against the area outlined by the seam. It didn't budge. She tried again harder. Still nothing.

"Piper, try blasting it," Paige suggested.

Phoebe moved quickly out of Piper's firing range and dragged Paige to the other side of the room. The last thing they needed was to get hit with rock projectiles. Crouching down, they turned their attention to Piper. Doing what Piper had done a thousands times before, she raised her hands and aimed them towards the door. Phoebe and Paige waited in silence for Piper to blow up the door, but nothing happened. Not even a chunk exploded. Piper turned towards her sisters with open shock on her face.

"What happened? Why didn't it blow up?" Phoebe asked Piper. She was surprised that Piper hadn't been able to make the door explode and now a little fear crept in. Piper could blow anything up, unless of course it was very powerful or evil.

"I don't know," answered a confused Piper.

"Well are you sure your doing it right?" Phoebe asked again. She didn't want to admit that they could be in trouble that was way over their heads.

Piper's shock turned in to irritation and put her hand on her hips. "Of course I'm doing it right. This is only the billionth time I've done it."

"Right, right," said Phoebe. She turned to Paige. "Can you orb?"

Paige closed her eyes and seemed to be concentrating. After a few seconds she let out a breath and opened her eyes. She looked a Phoebe and shrugged. Phoebe let out a frustrated breath. Something was interfering with their magic. But what?

"I think we're trapped," she told her sisters.

"Well thank you Captain Obvious," said Piper sarcastically.

Paige began to walk around the confines of the cavern looking up into the dark, shadowed corners and running a hand across the rugged rock. It seemed as if she was searching for something. Finally, as she finished searching the room she turned to her sisters.

"Do you think it's a spell, or something?" she asked.

"Or something," responded Phoebe. Her eyes, too, glanced around the room.

Just then the stone door that they had been trying to breach slid open and in walked a man robed in black. His face was framed with a small, gray beard and his bright green eyes stared at the girls. His commanding stance filled the room and a unknown power seemed to emit from him in strong vibes. Though he appeared to be an elderly man, something about him spoke of youth and a hidden strength. The girls immediately froze in their place and couldn't help but stare and this newcomer. As the man stopped a few yards in front of the shock still sisters, he made no threatening gestures or suggested to do anything to harm them, but it still made Phoebe no less comfortable.

"I see Arianna managed to get you here in one piece," the man said with a smile. His voice was smooth and soft, much like that of a loving grandfather talking to one of his grandchildren. But behind the level voice, Phoebe could sense power and a strong will.

"What do you want," asked Piper, despite the obvious alarm she felt of this man. A deep scowl appeared on her face as she stared angrily at the stranger doing her best to cover up her own worry.

The man turned to her with a smile. "Ah, you must be the elder sister, Piper, am I correct?" No response came from Piper. "Filled with determination and always wanting to get to the root of the situation. A very favorable quality. Well to answer you're question, Piper, I am here for your help." He glanced at all the sisters in turn. "All of your help."

"We don't help demons," said Phoebe flatly. The green eyes turned to look into her own and she could see the power radiating from behind them. It sent shivers all down her back. She could tell that this man was not to be reckoned with.

"Well it's a good thing I'm not a demon, isn't it Phoebe," He withdrew his gaze from Phoebe and she let out a relieved breath.

"If you're not a demon then what are you?" asked Piper, her voice rising with impatience. Phoebe cast a sidelong glance at Piper. She worried that her older sister might stir up trouble with the man, trouble that they didn't need. The power she had seen behind his eyes frightened her and she only hope she and her sisters wouldn't be on the receiving end of those unknown powers. So far he appeared tranquil and non aggressive. So far.

"I am a Druid," the man said simply, "but I will not go into detail about that for there are more pressing matters at hand."

Phoebe opened her mouth to ask exactly what a Druid was, but as if sensing it, the man sent her a look that made the her choke back the question. It didn't, however, make it go away.

He turned his attention back upon the sisters. "I need to know what the demon looked like that stole the amulet from you."

Phoebe saw Paige's eyes widen. "How do you know about the amulet?" Paige asked in surprise.

Phoebe was wondering the same thing herself. How did this man know about the amulet? How did he even know that they had had it or that it was even stolen? They didn't even know what the hell the amulet was about.

"It's not important at this moment" the man said waving his hand, "I need to know what the demon looked like. That is the more pressing matter at hand." It sounded almost like he was pleading them.

Phoebe exchanged glances with Piper and Paige unsure of what to do. They could do what the Druid asked and tell him about the demon, but she, at least, still wasn't sure if he was evil or not, despite of what he said. And if he was evil, she didn't want him getting his hands on the amulet if it was powerful as Cole said it was. But if they didn't tell him what he wanted, well, she didn't want to think what he might do to them.

Fearing the worst, and doing the only thing she thought best to do, Phoebe began to describe the demon. As she described in detail the mustard yellow cat-like eyes of the demon they had seen at the park and the one that later attacked them, of its light blue tingled skin pull tautly across its features, and wicked black lips with its pointed, stained teeth, she felt the disapproving gaze of her sisters and couldn't help but think if she was doing the right thing. It seemed sensible, better than to be tortured into confession. As she finished describing the demon, she let out a breath.

"Pyriddein demon," the man muttered to himself. He turned his back to the girls and seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. Phoebe could hear an occasional mutter and a deep sigh from him. Finally, after a length he turned around and smiled pleasantly at Phoebe, though it did little to give her comfort. "Thank you for your help." He turned to leave.

"Hey, wait!" shouted Paige at his retreating back. He turned to look at her. "When do we get out of here?" She gestured to the surrounding stone walls. He turned back around, but seemed impatient to go on his way.

"As welcomed as your information was, you will be kept here incase of any further use you may be to us. Food will be brought up if you get hungry. Thank you again and good day." With a swish of his black robes he left the room the door closed behind him leaving the sisters alone. A forbidding silence hung over the girls.

"Why did you tell him, Phoebe?" Piper said, breaking the silence and rounding angrily on her sister. "Now we're stuck here for God only knows how long!"

Phoebe was taken aback at her sister's angry, Piper wasn't usually one to lash out at her sisters like this, or anyone for that matter, unless she was really upset about something. But she didn't care if Piper thought her decision wrong, it was the only choice to make. She just had to make Piper see the reason to what she had done. "He probably would have killed us if we didn't."

Piper threw her hands up in the air. "What do you think he's going to do now? We told him the information he needed so now we're no longer any use to him." Piper's face was now a crimson red as her fury grew. "There's nothing stopping him from killing us now."

"He would have killed us already if he didn't need us. So there must be something else that her needs." Phoebe retorted, her voice being to match Piper's, but on a less threatening tone.

"What do you think, Paige?" Piper said to their other sister. Paige held up her hands and took a step back, obviously not wanting to get into the middle of her two feuding sisters

Piper let out a cry of anger and stalked to the other side of the room. Phoebe was sad to see that she had gotten her sister so upset, but it had been the only thing to do. Hadn't it? She walked to one of the stone wall on the other side of room, opposite of Piper. She eased herself onto the floor and leaned her head back against the stone work, burying her face into her hands. Hadn't it?

I was gonna update this last weekend but the fanfic update thing was down and then for some reason I couldn't log in when it was back up. I'm half way through my fifth chap so that should be up soon.