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"My God, Phy. What the heck is that SMELL?" Wyatt yelled, covering his nose with his shirt.
"Phyra's been working on a new potion, Wyatt. It's one that temporarily strips demonic powers." Piper stated, stirring the bubbling pot on the stove.
"What? That's awesome, Phy! Can we use it on the Sextet?"
Phyra grinned impishly. "Thought you said you didn't need any help Wy. What happened to you and Chris going all like…'We'll do this together.' Hmmm?"
"Phy, quit teasing him. We need your help, ok? If you can get us this potion, it will be a lot easier to defeat this thing. Right, Wy?" Chris turned to his brother.
It pained the Twice Blessed Witch to admit he needed help. "Um, yeah. Phy, we could use the potion. It would help us a lot."
"No problem. Can you hand me the mandrake root please?" Wyatt turned and grabbed the dark brown jar.
"What is in this stuff anyway? It smells like Aunt Phoebe's cooking." Chris joked. Everyone knew Phoebe was by far the worst cook in the house.
"Hey! Just for that I'm making beef stew tonight." Phoebe slapped the back of Chris' head playfully.
"No! No, please, anything but that."
"Pheebs, quit threatening to poison my boys. We have potions to make!" Piper pointed with her spoon.
"Chris, I need the ginger. Wyatt, hand me the cranberry leaves." Phyra was busy tossing in ingredients and writing in a notebook to keep track of the potion ingredients.
"Ok, guys, stand back. This is the last ingredient, and it could get messy." Phyra held up a small bottle filled with a reddish brown liquid. She uncorked the stopper and started to pour it.
"Jesus… that is nasty. What is that stuff?" Wyatt put his shirt back up over his nose.
"Raven's blood. Cool, huh?" Piper smiled at Phyra. Out of all the kids, Phyra was the one who could make potions using nothing more than her imagination. She had created her first potion at age 4, causing Paige more worry and awe than most parents face in a lifetime. She also worked the best with Chris & Wyatt, probably because they were more lenient with her mistakes since she was the baby of the family. The acted more like her big brothers than her cousins, with a close knit connection that never seemed to really quit. All the cousins had a connection, but somehow the ones between Chris, Wyatt and Phyra had always been strongest.
"Done. Let's try it out. Let's summon a demon."
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"How about Pujurus? He's an upper level demon. He preys mostly on magical children under 13, so he can steal their powers, and turn them into zombies for his personal army." Wyatt was flipping through the Book of Shadows for a demon to vanquish.
"Sounds good to me. I remember in my other timeline, he tried to steal Patrick's powers when he was little. The Power of Three got him just in time. Let's get the crystals ready. Just in case your potion needs tweaking, Phy." Chris was already opening the chest that they kept the protection crystals in.
"Ok, so here's what we want to do. We're going to summon Pujurus, then hit him with the potion. Patience, can you have your shield ready just in case he decides to go after Phyra's powers? We don't want more problems. Then if the potion works, we're going to try to do our Time & Legend vanquish. If not, Mom, Aunt Paige & Aunt Phoebe will hit him with the Power of Three spell. If that doesn't work, it's all out warfare. Hit this thing with every defensive power we've got until he's gone." Leo hid his grin from his youngest son. Chris was their planner. He'd plot and plan until he had every situation worked out. Both Chris' had done it. Leo always shared a private moment of amusement when Chris went into battle plan mode. He would've made a great Army general.
"Ok, Let's do this. I've made a summoning spell for Pujurus. Here goes nothing." Paisley drew in a deep breath.
Power of dark, Power of Night
Thief of a child's might.
Come to us, settle here.
Come to us, your greatest fear.
A skinny winged demon appeared in the crystal cage, screaming in rage. It spit out a sour smelling green smoke, but the cage just sent it back into him, not allowing any to escape to the Halliwells. "What do you want with me?" Pujurus snarled.
"Well, you're our guinea pig. Congratulations. You have won the right to try out our brand new potion." Chris threw the potion bottle at his feet.
The demons wings immediately retracted into his back, and the smoke disappeared. Wyatt moved one of the crystals, breaking the cage. The demon stormed out, opening his mouth to emit more of the smoke, but none came. A shocked look came over the demon's face.
"It works, it works!" Phyra did a little dance where she stood.
Chris opened his mouth to call to Wyatt, and instead the green sour smoke came out of his mouth. It hit the demon, turning his formerly normal skin, into a pimply mess with puss and green blood forming.
Wyatt drew Excalibur from the sheath on his hip, and neatly sliced the demons head off. Pujurus' body withered and sucked into itself until there was only a pile of steaming clothes left behind.
"Awesome." Paisley breathed quietly.
"Phyra, can you get started on more potion. I think it's time to go find the Sextet." Chris' voice wobbled a little, staring at Wyatt.
"Looks like the prophecy is right again, huh little brother?"