A/N- Hello again! Here is the next installment of TPO3 x 3. Hope you enjoy. Please review, i'd love to hear suggestions! Thanks! Blessed Be
Chapter Four
Paige stood in a circle of smoldering white candles. The book of shadows was on the podium which was facing in the direction of Paige. She looked at it and started to recite the spell.
"To multiply your strength..." she could hear her sisters start to argue again. She wondered briefly what it was this time, but continued to read. She had to accomplish this.
"Recite these words at length..." They were coming up the stairs to the attic. Paige hoped fervently to complete the spell, she needed to power.
"Take our powers..." her sisters walked in and stopped dead, staring at her. She pushed on. "...Blessed be"
They started to walk very rapidly towards Paige. Piper glanced at the book and noticing the spell it was open to broke into a dead run, Phoebe close behind.
"Multiply our strength by three." All three sisters were standing within the circumference of orange flames.
Phoebe and Piper were stock still, not daring to move. They knew what to expect and were waiting for it to happen any second now. Their eyes were open in fright expecting something that didn't seem to be impending.
"Well that didn't work!" Paige said throwing her hands up into the air and then down onto her hips. Phoebe and Piper cringed at the sound of her voice in the still attic. No sooner had she spoken than she felt herself being torn apart. Her body seemed to be moving in two different directions at the same time, unable to determine which way would be most suitable. Paige struggled to stay on her feet but found to her dismay that she couldn't. She was forced onto the ground and knelt on all fours, working hard to keep breathing.
In her peripheral vision she could see Phoebe drop first and last but not least Piper. For a few moments there was unbearable pain and then, everything vanished just as swiftly as it had appeared. Paige hesitated an instant before slowly lifting herself up off the ground. She was afraid that if she were to move something else may happen.
"Spoke too soon!" Paige said, trying to laugh it off. She looked up as gasped, throwing her hands up once again. She had looked up and seen three Piper's glaring at her and three Phoebe's getting up and dusting themselves up. Paige squinted her eyes shut tight and looked to her right, opening her left eye. Sure enough she saw herself. Although she had been expecting it, it still came as a surprise, and she screamed and ran around to the podium where she stared at Piper Phoebe and herself.
"What the hell is this?"
"You cast a spell!" Piper on the right said. She was smiling and seemed way to perky.
"Why are there three of you, me, us?"
"Because you multiplied our strength... you moron. And now, we have to deal with your little screw up." The Piper on the left was moody and grouchy. She looked (and sounded) like someone to keep away from.
"You multiplied our strength by three, just like the spell said." The real Piper said.
"Well we're going to have to do the same thing we did last time." She said.
Paige: "Last time?"
"Color code." The three Phoebe's harmonized. Paige looked on confused. The original Piper and the original Phoebe stepped away from their clones and faced them.
"Stay here, we have to talk to our sister. Play nice." They walked out of the room, leaving Paige to fend for herself. At the last minute she spared another glance at herself, and then dashed after her sisters.
"Wait... have you..."
"Used this spell before?" Phoebe finished, eyebrows raised and head cocked to one side (the right to be exact). They raced down the stairs.
"Prue did" Piper responded. "Why did you?"
"You saw the demon." Paige said as they entered Phoebe's room. "I couldn't have vanquished him, them alone."
"Oh, and what are we, invisible? We could have used a power of three spell to vanquish him, them, whatever." Phoebe said, rummaging through her closet.
"Well not I can use a power of three spell without you guys." Paige said, stopping to consider. "I did it originally so I could do the vanquish on my own. You two are always at each others throat you'd probably start arguing over who should read the spell or throw the potion."
Phoebe looked down as Piper looked up.
"I needed more strength. Of course now that there are also three of you I might have to use all three of me to break all three of you up. When does the spell wear off?"
"When they've down what they needed to."
"Urgh! I hate these rules. Okay... so what are we doing."
"Paige... you have a blue sweatshirt, right?"
"Yea, why?"
"Okay, we are going to wear blue so we know that we are the originals. I don't think we need to do that for the clones this time."
"No, I suppose not. Can I borrow one of yours Phoebe?" Piper asked.
"Why? You have one."
"It's in the wash because SOMEONE spilled coffee all over it."
"If my name was someone then I would object." Phoebe retorted, spinning around.
"If your name was someone, then who else would it have been?"
"Kit knocked over my cup, it was not my fault."
"You shouldn't have had your cup so close to the edge."
"You shouldn't have had your sweater at the table."
"I was going to wear it to work."
"I was drinking the coffee."
"Do you guys hear yourselves?" Paige intervened. "You're fighting again! We have to get rid of these clones, which means we have to vanquish this demon, which means that we have to find out who he is, which means you two have to stop fighting long enough to do that."
"She started it!" Phoebe said childishly, crossing her arms.
"It doesn't matter!" Paige yelled as she saw Piper bristle, ready with a response. "We need to find the demon. Okay?"
"Okay" Paige's stubborn sisters agreed softly.
