Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed, but I wish I could be in it.
Vengeful Vanquish
Jenalk threw a fireball at the wall in frustration. "How'd that witch do it?" he yelled at the others.
"Jenalk, we are just as confused as you," Tara said, moving to him and placing her hand on his shoulder in an attempt to pacify him.
"I am not going to be taken down by these witless witches," Jenalk said.
"Oh yes you are," a female voice from all of them said.
The demons turned to see the Charmed Ones standing in the same cavern, each with eyes set dangerously on them. Peter stood behind them with his arms crossed across his chest, his eyes just as dangerous as the girls.
"The bitches themselves," William said.
Piper turned her stare onto William, causing him to back down. "You're going to pay for what you did to this family," Piper said.
"Am I?" Jenalk asked, moving to the front of the demons.
"Enough talk!" Tara said, throwing an energy ball at the girls.
"Energy ball!" Paige yelled. Catching the ball, Paige threw the ball back at Tara and vanquished her.
"No!" Angelique yelled, shimmering out. She shimmered in behind the girls and lunged at Piper with an athame. Phoebe turned and caught her arm, kicked the athame into the air, levitated up and caught it. Dropping down right on top of Angelique, the top hit the floor. Phoebe grabbed the athame and plunged it in Angelique's stomach, vanquishing her.
"William wait!" Jenalk yelled, as William threw his own fireball at the girls. Peter who reacted, throwing what looked like a demon attack when Paige had orbed it at the fireball decimating them both into smoke. Peter threw another one, and when it William, he froze solid.
"I didn't know you could do that," Paige whispered.
"Even Whitelighters can fight," Peter whispered, smirking.
"Well, well, well," Jenalk said. "So the Charmed Ones work together. Let's see how well the lead witch does alone. No Whitelighter healing."
"Done," Piper said, moving her hands and blowing up William, but only blasting Jenalk back to the far wall.
Laughing Jenalk stood up. "You see," he said, forcing himself onto his two feet, "I'm not as easy to beat as you thought."
"A problem which I will shortly remedy," she said, grabbing her sisters' hands.
"You can't do that!" Jenalk whined. "You're supposed to do it on your own."
"I am," Piper said. "Demon of hell, Jenalk by name; Now does these witches set his soul aflame."
Jenalk's body began erupting in flames, and in a yell, he was gone, leaving only a pile of ash on the floor.
"But Piper," Peter asked. "Wasn't that cheating?"
"No," Piper said, turning to face Peter. "He never said I couldn't use a Power of Three spell."
Laughing, Peter orbed all of them out of the underworld back to their home in the manor.
A/N: This is the last chapter on this particular story. I may use characters from this one in other stories, but no more chapters on this story. Please read my other stories though.