The Double Births:
Prue and Phoebe returned to the manor, only to be greeted by screams coming from Piper's bedroom,
"so we're agreed that we tell no one about Phobia?" Prue asked, Phoebe nodded,
"and even if it comes to binding her powers we'll sort it out," she said, as they jogged upstairs.
Up in 'Elder-land', Sam, Zola and Sandra stood holding hands, then they chanted;
"the dark child which is due,
shall not arrive on queue,
we say these words to stall the birth,
not let the evil come forth."
A bright light began to form in-between the trio and started to dissolve, but exploded before it completely could,
"we're too late," Sandra stated.
In the Olympian Underworld, Rhea yelled out in pain as six demonic midwives huddled around her,
"just breathe my demonic beauty," Cronus said, as he paced in a circle around the group,
"has it arrived?" the Ghost of Hades asked, flaming in.
"No, but soon it will be," one of the midwives replied,
"I didn't ask you," Hades snarled, vanquishing her with a fire ball,
"she was the best one," Rhea hissed,
"shut up or I'll vanquish your little offspring too," Hades told her, beginning to juggle with two energy balls.
Back at the manor, the family smiled lovingly at the new addition to their family,
"Charlotte Rose Halliwell-Wyatt," Piper whispered, she and Leo had agreed on this name just a week ago, she was named after Charlotte Warren.
"My little angel," Leo cooed,
"angel-witch," Piper corrected,
"who dat?" Karis asked, as she, Grace and Patrice toddled in,
"that's your new cousin," Paige replied, "and your new sister," she told Patrice, tickling her under the chin, Patrice giggled and fought against her aunt's finger, before orbing onto the bed next to Piper.
"Baba," she whispered, staring at Charlotte in deep amazement,
"that's right," Leo nodded, the others silently crept from the room, leaving the Halliwell-Wyatt family alone.
Meanwhile, Rhea held her newborn daughter, Cleo,
"you will wipe out the charmed line," Cronus told her, she wriggled in her mother's arms,
"she'll have to pick a number," Hades growled, beginning to flame out,
"my master, when will you return to bless our child?" Rhea asked,
"in time," he replied, completely disappearing.
Not much later, Paige walked into P3 to see Kyle and Glenn walking towards her from different directions,
"oh no," she groaned,
"back off," Glenn said, poking Kyle in shoulder to push him back,
"are you asking for a round two?" the federal agent asked, making a fist,
"round two?" Paige whispered, before seeing Glenn's split lip and the cut above his left eye.
"When did you two have round one?" the witchlighter questioned,
"that doesn't matter," Glenn replied,
"well maybe it matters to her," Kyle said,
"shut up," Glenn spat, Kyle responded to this order by punching him in the mouth.
"Kyle stop," Paige instructed, trying to hold her boyfriend back,
"warlock's are violent Paige, you taught me that," Glenn said, blood drizzling down his chin, lots of people gave them strange looks for what he had said,
"figure of speech," Paige lied, with a fake smile.
At the manor, Prue bottled the power stripping potion she had just made and handed a vial of it to Phoebe,
"lets go," the eldest said, taking hold of Phoebe's hand,
"Prue, I know you love me but…." Phoebe began, Prue telekinetically held her sister's mouth shut, before her eyes turned red and they vanished in a swirl of black smoke.
"Wait, did you just use a demonic power to get us here?" Phoebe asked, as they appeared at Magic School,
"yes, but don't worry, I'm learning control of them," Prue replied,
"learning being the operative word, you haven't fully got a handle of them," Phoebe stated,
"just zip it," Prue instructed.
"How do you even know Phobia's here? school finished hours ago," the Angelic Seer asked, Prue didn't reply, "demonic senses," Phoebe muttered, they continued to walk through the corridor until stopping at a classroom and looking through the window in the door, only to discover Phobia in there. The teenager was sitting in a circle of black candles, a jar of strange herbs and spices in her hands, she was chanting;
"I call upon the ancient fear,
reaching back to bring it near."
A spiritual form of Barbas flickered in the air, transforming into a black bubble and floating down toward Phobia, she grinned as it came closer and closer, but it suddenly changed direction and began to whiz around in circles in the air.
"We can help you," a voice said, Phoebe stood up and turned to see Prue and Phoebe standing in the doorway, holding a potion each,
"I don't want your help," she hissed,
"I didn't want to have to do this," Prue said, using her power to pop the cork out of the vial and shoot the liquid at Phobia, but she dark orbed out before it could touch her.
To be continued….
Next chapter- In a first of three crossovers with The-Cheese-Fairy's 'A Life of Magic'. Paige realises she still has deep feelings for Glenn when he proposes they renew their vows, leading to her casting a spell which results in conjuring three beings from an alternate universe, including another version of herself. Will this second Paige help the other Paige find true love in one of her men?