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Black Widow:
Prue stood up, her eyes reverting back to normal as Borx flamed out from on the roof.
"Is everything okay up here, we heard screaming?" Paige asked, as she and Leo walked back into the attic,
"Prue, are you hurt?" Leo asked, seeing the blood on Prue's jeans and white, short-sleeved, top.
"He will pay," was all the eldest said, before vanishing a swirl of black smoke,
"I think we're in trouble," Paige said, Leo nodded,
"where's Andy?" he asked,
"I think I know," the witchlighter replied, pointing over to where a small puddle of blood lingered on the floor where Prue had just stood.
Not much later,
"can warlighters even die? I mean they're already dead," Phoebe said,
"that's not the way it works, most warlighters are born as warlighters, mortals however have to die to become warlighters, like Andy, but that only happens if it's their destiny," Leo explained.
"Okay, but that doesn't answer my question, Andy's already dead, can he die again?" the angelic seer asked, Leo nodded,
"he can be killed by magical forces, though they would have to be very powerful," he replied.
"Hey, what's going on?" Cole asked, shimmering in,
"Prue's taken black widow to the extreme," Paige replied,
"black widow?" the demon/mortal asked,
"Andy's dead, and Prue's upset, and upset and Prue equal angry, angry and Prue equal bad, very bad," Phoebe replied.
"The other Elders are calling, they're recruiting whitelighters and Elders to heal the victims around the city," Leo stated,
"go, we can handle Prue," Paige told him, he nodded and orbed out.
"Where do we even start trying to find her?" Paige asked,
"can't you sense her?" Phoebe asked,
"no, the awakening of her inner darkness is blocking my ability," she replied,
"try and reach her telepathically," Cole instructed,
"I think empathically might be more reliable, a massive wave of grief and I've found her," Phoebe said, concentrating.
Meanwhile, Prue stood at the top of Golden Gate Bridge, her clothes now different, matching how she felt; she wore black pants, a sleeveless black turtle neck, and a black leather jacket. The heels of her black boots tapped against the red metal of the bridge as she paced it, impatiently waiting for Borx to return,
"what a nice surprise," he said, after he flamed in.
"You son of a bitch," she screamed, releasing beams made up of black bolts and many red blasts. Borx failed to protect himself from the beams and they threw him off the bridge, though he managed to flame out before he completely dropped to the ground, flaming back in behind her.
"Prudence, that's not a very nice thing to do," he said,
"neither was killing my husband you bastard!" she roared, flinging out her arms and blasting him into one of the towers on the bridge, as he got back up he flamed back out,
"don't run away from me!" she bellowed, telekinetic energy releasing from her mouth in the process, just missing him as he disappeared completely. The charmed one sensed something coming behind her and turned to see Cole shimmering himself and Phoebe in, while Paige orbed in of her own accord,
"Prue, we know about Andy, and we hurt too, but this isn't the way to handle it," Phoebe said, stepping towards her sister,
"Borx needs to pay for what he did," Prue growled,
"and he will, after we've mourned Andy together, just come back with us," Paige said, also stepping forward,
"I don't want to come back, ever, I have nothing to live for anymore," Prue said, smoking out.
"What should we do?" Phoebe asked,
"there's nothing we can do, this is Prue's choice, I'm pretty sure there's only one person who can change her mind," Cole replied,
"Andy," Paige whispered, Cole nodded.
Somewhere else in the city, Leo and a group of whitelighters were walking through a street, stopping to heal innocents as they came across them,
"Leo, can Borx ever be stopped now?" Leticia, a whitelighter, asked.
"I have no idea, he's sharing powers with Divinity, Logan and my wife, a charmed one, it'll take something powerful to defeat him," Leo replied,
"I don't think I've ever used my healing power so much," Lorne, another whitelighter, said.
"Yeah, well I think you're going to be using it a lot more before this is over," Leo told him,
"if it's ever over," Darwin, yet another whitelighter, muttered, kneeling down to heal a woman.
In the underworld, Divinity was meditating; levitating cross-legged in the air, accompanied by dark orbs, while Logan practiced his fighting skills; punching at a piece of rock which hung from a ceiling. Borx appeared from a flurry of flames,
"I have killed the warlighter," he stated,
"excellent," Divinity grinned, travelling back down to the ground,
"no, it's not, Prue's grief over her husband has made her become consumed with rage, and power, it has awoken her inner evil, and she's so much stronger now, as strong as the power of three, the source, me," Borx told them.
"What are we going to do now?" Logan growled,
"die," a voice said, they turned to see Prue,
"actually, that's what you're going to do," Borx said, launching an energy ball, but Prue just gestured and it smoked out of the air and into her hand, she threw it back and blasted Borx backwards.
"Keep her occupied," Borx commanded, gesturing and making a group of warlocks appear, before quickly escaping,
"pathetic things," Prue said, after vanquishing all of the warlocks with destructive beams of red and black.
"Say that to me and you'll regret it," Divinity threatened,
"you helped him, both of you, you helped kill my husband, you shall also pay," Prue told them, first striking Logan with a black energy bolt, then doing the same to Divinity. Both of the evil beings glared at Prue before flaring and orbing out,
"you can't run from me," the Halliwell hissed, smoking out.
At the manor,
"Paige, I'm not sure if this is a good idea," Phoebe said, watching as her sister lit the circle of candles,
"all of this is because Prue wants Andy back, but maybe he can convince her that she should move on," Paige said,
"or maybe it'll just make worse, seeing her husband as a ghost," Phoebe stated.
"Well I don't see you coming up with an idea!" Paige exclaimed,
"whoa ladies, calm down," Cole said, stepping in-between them,
"the door was open," a voice said, as somebody knocked on the open door of the attic, the trio turned to see Victor. Phoebe was about to speak when Gabrielle walked up behind him with Megra in her arms,
"just what we need," the seer muttered under her breath,
"this is all your fault!" Paige screeched, running at Gabrielle. Cole quickly reached out and grabbed the witchlighter's arms; holding her back,
"Paige, I'm all for beating up the bitch, but right now, with Piper in a coma and Prue out for revenge, I need you to stay sane," Phoebe told her.
"What is this all about?" Victor questioned,
"that thing you married brought back Borx, who brought back the other demons, and then he killed Andy," Paige replied,
"Andy's dead?" Victor said,
"yes, and Prue is set on avenging his death, killing Borx and anybody who's helped him," Phoebe began, "she's brought out her inner evil to do so and…"
"and is now walking round like Carrie at the prom," Paige finished.
"Paige do not compare our sister to some psycho teen who set things on fire," Phoebe said,
"I'm just stating the facts," Paige said, the two sisters shared an angry look for a few seconds,
"anyway, as I was saying Prue is out to kill anyone who helped Borx, and that includes you," Phoebe told Gabrielle.
"I never thought you'd warn me, I though you'd want your sister to rip my insides out," Gabrielle said,
"trust me, I do, but as much as I hate to say it, you're not a threat, except to my marriage, so that makes you an innocent," Phoebe said,
"she's no where near to being an innocent," Paige spat,
"Paige," Cole warned, releasing her from his hold but still ready to grab her again just in case.
"How bout I take Meg to Magic School?" Cole suggested,
"you are not taking that demonic rugrat to a place for good little witches," Phoebe argued,
"don't talk about my daughter in that way," he said,
"your daughter is at Magic School, with her cousins, her family," Phoebe stated, "that little devil is only possibly your child, and even if she is, she is the result of meaning less sympathy sex."
"Phoebe, he should take Gabrielle and Megra to Magic School, keep them from Prue, and take Victor too, you said it yourself; they're innocents," Paige said, pulling Phoebe back slightly so Cole could shimmer Victor, Gabrielle and Megra out.
"So are we gonna summon Andy or not?" Paige asked,
"not, at least for now," Phoebe replied,
"so it looks like we're back to square one," the youngest sister said, Phoebe nodded in agreement.
Not far from Prescott Street, Leo had led the whitelighter to an area almost covered in the bodies of the weak and wounded. The Elder himself began to heal two people at once, when something else caught his attention and he looked over to see Prue heading towards them, a dark aura glowing around her.
"Prue, we've been so worried about you, I'll orb you back to the manor," he said, standing up and walking towards her, she didn't say a thing, instead her eyes rolled all the way round and became completely black. Prue gestured at the whitelighters and felt a rush of power as orbs transferred from their bodies and into hers,
"Prue, what are you doing?" Leo questioned, concerned at his sister-in-law's actions,
"bringing back my husband," she replied, waving her hand at him and watching as orbs ripped from his chest, flying into her.
"Prue, why are you doing this?" Leo weakly asked,
"I told you, to bring back my husband," the vengeful charmed one replied, before dematerialising in the stolen orbs. Phoebe and Paige orbed in just after their sister had orbed out,
"what are you two doing here?" Leo asked, managing to get up and walk to them,
"I felt Prue was here," Phoebe replied, "are you okay?"
"No, Prue took all of our powers," he replied,
"why?" Paige asked,
"I think I have an idea; she thinks if she can gather up enough healing power she'll be able to use it to bring Andy back," Leo replied,
"will that work?" Phoebe asked, he shrugged,
"it's never been tried before," he said.
"Well there's a first time for everything," Paige stated,
"Leo, you need to go back to the manor, stay with Piper and the protective magic of the bracelet should protect you too," Phoebe instructed,
"what about all the innocents?" he asked,
"there are other whitelighters and Elders to heal them," Phoebe replied,
"and there's me to heal them," Paige added,
"okay, I'll go back to the manor, if you orb these guys to Magic School," Leo said, Paige agreed and psychokinetically-orbed the other, now powerless, whitelighters out, before doing the same with Leo.
"Why don't you stay here, get in touch with more whitelighters, and heal this lot," Phoebe said, Paige nodded in agreement,
"where are you going?" she asked,
"to find Prue, confront her, I'll use my empathy to try and help her," the Halliwell-Turner replied, standing still so Paige could orb her out.
At Golden Gate Bridge, Prue blocked an energy ball Borx had thrown,
"give it your best shot," she said, standing up straight and slowly walking towards him,
"ask and you shall receive," he grinned, using one of the powers he now shared with Piper and forming a destructive icicle. As it spiralled to her through the air, Prue grabbed it when it came inches away from her neck, a red glow lit up her hand, causing the icicle to melt and then evaporate. Blue-white lights bubbled in the air beside her, becoming Phoebe,
"stay out of this," Prue snarled, grabbing Phoebe's shoulders and throwing her over. Next, the eldest charmed one began releasing a mixture of black, red and deep blue, all in beams which shot from her hands,
"it'll take more than that to kill me," Borx told her, nor even appearing dazed, "it'll take something darker, evil." Phoebe could only watch as Prue was surrounded by a black glow, her eyes turning red and the power of the beams increasing, striking Borx and making him scream in agony before exploding into flames.
"Prue?" Phoebe said, standing up and slowly moving towards her sister, Prue turned around and stared at her sister,
"Prue, you've got Borx now, it's time to come home," Phoebe continued,
"I don't have a home anymore," Prue said, her voice now very demonic, and, with that, she smoked out.
To be continued…
Next chapter- Prue tries to use the healing powers together to resurrect Andy. Piper awakes from her coma.
'Witch Way Back To Life?' should be up soon.