THREE

The Seer moved through the mists that constituted the outer fringes of the underworld. Only one upper level demon made his home here. A demon that all demons knew of. As the former advisor to the Source of all Evil, he preferred to spend the bulk of his time alone in his domain. Even upper level demons were more than happy to leave him to his own devices.

"Malevant," said the Seer, approaching the master of this domain.

Malevant turned to face the seer. He stood some seven feet tall and his skin was a dark green - nearly black - with bright yellow markings. The markings were vaguely reminiscent of the late Belthazor. His eyes glowed bright red like two piercing spotlights in the dark.

"Seer," hissed Malevant. "What are you doing here? I did not send for you."

"I have come on a matter of urgency for the entire underworld," said the Seer, no fear in her voice.

"A vision?" Malevant questioned.

"Yes," said the Seer. "A vision I had some time ago. A vision that involves the Source."

"The Source is vanquished," said Malevant. "All demon are aware of that. You yourself helped Turner defeat the Source."

"Defeat, yes," said the Seer. "But not vanquish. I spoke with the Source before he confronted the Charmed Ones. I told him that they would defeat him. That there was no way to prevent it."

"Obviously he did not believe you," said Malevant.

"On the contrary," said the Seer. "He was convinced of my vision. He knew he would be defeated. But there was also a part of the vision that I told him. A part I have told to no one else until now."

"What part? Malevant asked.

"The part that would allow him to have the final victory over the witches," the Seer said. "As you are now aware, the witches stripped Belthazor from Turner several months ago. Since that time there has been a void in Turner. Turner was born half demon. Stripping Belthazor has stripped half of what Turner is from him."

"I see," said Malevant. "It makes sense. What has that to do with the Source?"

"When Turner used the Hollow to strip the Source of his powers," said the Seer, "that power found a home in one of its' own. In the void within Turner. Even now that power grows within Turner. Very soon it will completely overwhelm Turner and the Source will be reborn in him."

"Interesting," said Malevant. "So you propose that this half demon is to become the next Source?"

"He is the Source," said the Seer. "Only his body is half human. That which is inside him is fully demon. It will take time before that power can fully assert itself. But once it does Cole Turner will no longer exist. The Source will be reborn in him."

"An intriguing concept," said Malevant. "How long before the power will overwhelm Turner?"

"Not long," said the Seer. "Perhaps a matter of days. Each day the Source becomes stronger. Turner becomes less and less able to resist him. Once the transformation is complete I will present him to the underworld as the new Source."

"That's why you've come to me," said Malevant. "You will need me to vouch what you say is true. So that the underworld will accept Turner as the Source."

"Yes," said the Seer. "I am only a female. Many of the hierarchy will not accept my word on that basis alone. If you were to announce that Turner is the Source, most of the hierarchy will accept it from you. It would prevent what is sure to be a very bloody civil war in the underworld to choose a new Source."

"I will need to be convinced before I would make such an announcement," said Malevant. "Only full demons have ever been the Source. Before I will allow a half demon to be the new Source I must be convinced beyond question that what you tell me is true."

"I understand," said the Seer. "Trust me, you will be convinced. When the Source has asserted himself fully he will have all of his memories. I'm sure he will be able to convince you."

"What of Turner's memory?" Malevant asked. "If the Source is inhabiting Turner's body, will he have access to Turner's memories?"

"Absolutely," said the Seer. "He will not have access to all of them until the possession is complete. But once that happens, he will know everything that Turner knows."

"That can be very useful against the witches," said Malevant. "Turner obviously would have knowledge of them that no other demons would have."

"Yes," said the Seer. "It is one of the reasons he will be able to defeat them this time."

"Who else knows about this?" questioned Malevant.

"No one," said the Seer, "except a couple of my most trusted subordinates. Until the Source has fully asserted himself, Turner could be vulnerable. A demon with his eye on the throne might try to kill Turner before the transformation is complete. I have decided not to tell anyone else until the Source has fully asserted himself."

"Very well," said Malevant. "I shall reserve judgment until the Source himself can convince me. But do not be deceived. If I find that you have lied to me you will not live long enough to regret it. Your usefulness to the Source has protected you up to this point. If Turner is not the Source you will no longer have that protection."

"I understand," said the Seer. "You will be convinced. And in a short time you can again resume your position as the primary advisor to the Source of all Evil."

"We shall see," said Malevant. "We shall see."