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Mad Shax Murderer

Piper held the rim of the large hat she was wearing as another salty breeze past her. Once it had passed, she brought her hand back down to the romance novel she was reading on the sand and flipped a page. The eldest witch heard a squeal of laughter coming from the water, she lowered her sunglasses slightly to see Brennan and Phoebe sitting at the very edge of the waves, dipping Connor's legs in and laughing along with their son as he felt the waves wash over his tiny legs.

"Piper! Come on in! The water's fantastic!" Emma yelled from a deeper part of the shore, treading water as she splashed water in Grant's direction, who pretended to take offence and splash her back.

"No! It's okay! I'm fine here!" Piper waved back, putting down her book and picking up Melinda as she began to fuss. Everyone else was in the water and since Leo and boys had gone to get ice cream, Piper had been landed with babysitting.

Where was a whoosh of water and Paige came out of the sea, she was wearing a mint green bikini and to the other men on the beach, she seemed to be irresistible as she was the only single woman among the large group. But their hopes faded when she saw her tickle baby Emma's chin, signifying she was a mother.

"Could you pass me a towel, please?" Paige asked her sister kindly. Piper reached into the bag beside her and threw a yellow towel playfully at her younger sister, who laughed in response, "You know you should get in the water. There's nothing like it to survive this sudden heat wave we're having," The witchlighter commented, dabbing the base of her bare neck with the towel and drawing even more attention from the opposite sex.

"I'm fine right here, are you and Emma conspiring against me?" She joked, pulling the sarong around her waist even tighter and moving her sunglasses back up to the bridge of her nose, "And get some sun block on for crying out loud, unless you want to be burned to a crisp!" The witch pulled her hat back down so her face could hardly be seen.

"What's with you? Any activity that might force you to show a little skin, you're avoiding,"

Piper looked down at her black bikini, "People are staring at me, Paige!" She hissed, reaching for the towel that her sister had finished with.

"Yeah, because they see you in your bikini and can't believe you've had two kids with a figure like that!" She gestured to Piper in general.

The eldest Halliwell lowered her nose into her book, "That's what Leo keeps saying…"

"Then Leo is talking sense!"

"Hey…" Phoebe ran towards them wearing a red bikini top and a light dress which was soaked from the water, "What's going on?"

"Piper's self conscious of her body," Paige rolled her eyes.

"Can we please talk about something else?" The brunette pleaded, turning another page.

"How about Pam's absence. Where is she?" Phoebe, sitting down and giving a little wave to Connor, who has splashing in the water with Brennan having a secure hold on him.

"She had to work today, apparently she organized some summer promotion and she needs to be there to supervise," Piper explained.

"Towel, please," Phoebe held out her hand as she sat down on the large towel that Piper had set up a beach umbrella and some sun loungers. She took the towel with a smile and began to rub her hair.

"Could someone pass me the sun block?" Piper reached for the bottle of lotion sitting at the edge of the towel. Paige sighed and handed it to her.

"You're sitting in the shade. Why do you need that?"

She rubbed the lotion on her arms, "You can never be too careful," Piper smiled as she closed the lid and handed it back to Paige, "Thank you,"

"Oh… look at this, Phoebe," The youngest sister put the sun block in front of the mortal's face, "It's waterproof! You know what that means?"

Phoebe's face contorted into a devilish grin, "Yeah Paige, I do,"

Without any warning, the two of them grabbed Piper's arms and pulled her up from the ground. She didn't have time to react and before Piper knew it, she was waist deep in the ocean…

Pamela tucked a piece of hair behind her hair as she quickly sprayed a mixture from a bottle on to one of the tables and swiftly wiped it with a cloth. She looked out towards the dark street that had a sliver of moonlight shining on it, beaming through the large front window of the store and casting a glow on the metal chairs.

The witch sighed as she brought the apron she was wearing over her head and threw it skillfully towards the hanger behind the counter. She hated being the one to lock up at night; it was just something about being alone in a dark store that gave her the chills, that and the wind that kept blowing through the room. The Halliwell moved over to far wall, picking up her leather jacket and swinging it over her shoulders before turning off the main light with slight hesitation.

Pamela zipped up the jacket and shivered as the wind passed through the area again, this time is was a lot stronger and had disturbed her hair. She cautiously reached for the large ring of keys on the counter and snatched them up, putting them in a pocket of her cargo pants moving towards the door.

Another gust of wind passed her, but this time it was so strong that it had sent a pile of napkins off a nearby. Pamela looked around, her blue eyes darting around the room, scanning for anything out of the ordinary.

"If this is someone's idea of a joke…" She warned, turning fully in the direction of the window, "They can forget it,"

When Pamela turned back towards the back of the store, she gasped in fright when she saw a man standing in front of her. His skin was a horrible grey colour, along with his hair that went to the middle of his back. He was dressed quite shoddily, with a loose rag of a jacket on his shoulders and revealing a grey chest of the same hideous colour, along with a pair of white pants that looked like pajama bottoms. But the thing that scared her the most was that, in the darkness, his eyes looked like two black holes in his face.

She stepped forward with a gulp, for some reason this demon terrified her more than others did, "What are you?" The witch asked.

The demon raised his arm, preparing to strike, "The end…" He replied in a low voice, before a blinding blue light shot from his hand. Pamela didn't have time to wage her own attack as the storm sphere hit her square in the chest, blasting her backwards, sending her through a dozen tables before she crashed through the front window. The glass smashed into tiny little pieces that rained down on the girl as she hit the sidewalk. The tiny fibers cut her face again and again as they fell, and coupled with blood seeping from her ear, Pamela was lucky that she had landed in front of a young couple that had been out for a night time stroll…

Piper was almost jogging as she arrived in the hospital lobby, her face has red and she was breathing heavily with Emma and Leo coming up the rear. The eldest witch looked around desperately, striding over to the desk and pushing people out of the way to talk to the nurse,

"Pamela Walker. Where is she?" Piper demanded. Leo put a gentle hand on her shoulder in an attempt to calm her down.

"Ma'am, there is other people-,"

"Where is she, dammit!" She slammed her hand down on the counter, even the people she had pushed out the way looked sympathetic for the woman who seemed to be having a meltdown.

"Um… Room five eighty, sixth floor," The nurse replied timidly.

"Thank you, that wasn't so hard now, was it?" Piper snapped in response.

The three of them moved to the elevator and the eldest witch pressed the button firmly. She stood tapping her foot irritably off the floor for two seconds before scoffing and walking towards a door.

"Screw this, I'm taking the stairs," She snarled, until Leo stopped her.

"Honey, I know you're worried, but the doctor on the phone said that she was fine. The only injuries are little cuts and bruises, so just be patient and wait for the elevator, please?" He pleaded.

Piper rolled her eyes, turning to the elevator as the door opened, "Alright, you win. Even though I caught on to your little calm down technique when you started talking about elevators,"

The doors opened and they all walked in, Piper pressing the six button over and over until the doors closed…

A tornado flying into the dark chamber almost blew out the torches that were hung on the wall. There was a clap of thunder and the wind died down, making Shax appear in their place. The Nameless One flamed in opposite, making the air ripple with the heat from his transportation. He raised his hand to his face, scratching his stubble and began to circle the wind assassin.

"You do good work. Although you didn't eliminate the girl," He commented, the leather jacket he wore moving slightly with each step.

"Fear first…" Shax croaked, "Then kill…"

"Be that as it may, I didn't bring you back to play mind games with the witches. I could have resurrected plenty other demons for that, I brought you back for the sheer muscle required. Not to mention your brutality and your vicious killer instinct…"

The wind demon fell silent.

"Enough with this petty haunting game and fulfill the task I asked you to do in the first place. One mistake on your part could result in them thwarting you, and if that happens, they thwart me too. Now go! And don't come back until the daughter is dead!" He warned, snapping his fingers and making Shax envelop himself in tornado and flee the scene.

"It won't work, you know,"

The Nameless One smirked, "I don't remember asking for your opinion, Seer,"

"Well I'm giving it to you…" The voice echoed, there was a bright flash and a cloaked female appeared in front of them, "I've monitored these witches for a while now. Every demon foolish enough to attempt a direct assault has been killed at their hands; do want your new assassin to meet the same fate as Macreaus?"

He clenched his fists, "Macreaus was a fool. He attacked in the presence of the future Charmed Ones, he might have been able to prevent such a demise if you had seen the future more clearly,"

"Timelines are dramatically changed when the future melds with the present. I could have given you information but it wouldn't have been correct, but you must destroy the oldest cousin and I highly doubt that Shax can perform this feat."

"Shax killed her mother," The demon pointed out, arguing his case.

There was a chuckle, "Appearance is where the similarity ends between mother and daughter. Pamela is a lot more powerful, not to mention surrounded by a powerful family, and you go and waste your resurrection skills on a wind assassin? Shame on you,"

"Aw…" The Nameless One taunted as he begun to walk around the cloaked woman, "Still sour from your plan being past over?"

She turned her head away from him, "Of course not. Although my plan is a lot less risky and gives us a back up in the case of your untimely vanquish,"

"Ah… but your plan involves a lot of obvious moves, which they would probably pre-empt in a matter of hours and come for you and your creation. Besides, we can't wait years for an offspring to grow up,"

"Not if I don't target the Charmed Ones. Perhaps that empath and her boyfriend that they seem to hold so dear," The male demon rolled his eyes, "It would certainly be less obvious and they would hesitate in attacking,"

He sighed in response, "Very well. Make preparations, but only if Shax doesn't succeed in his task," The Nameless One snarled, before flaming out of the cavern.

In the small amount of light that was reflected on the bottom half of her face, a thin smile crept onto the Seer's lips before she pulled her hood down more and vanished in a flash of light…

Pamela sighed as she tiredly flipped another page of the Book of Shadows. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the other side of the attic and grimaced, her face was covered in little scratches from being thrown through the glass. It wasn't serious though, the doctors had released her and Darryl was taking care of everything with the police.

"Hey," She looked up to see Emma standing in the doorway with her hair tied back and in pajamas, "You're up early,"

"Actually, I'm just up really late. I couldn't sleep," She closed the book and began to trace the shape of the triquetra on the cover with her finger.

"This demon has you pretty freaked," The psionic commented, sitting down in the rocking chair next to the sofa Pamela was on.

"I don't know what came over me…" The teen thought out loud as she stared at her reflection, "I couldn't use my powers. I just froze,"

Emma fell silent for a moment, "You look exhausted… Go to bed and get some rest, I'll look through the book,"

The teen gave her a wary look, before sighing and passing the book to her housemate, who accepted it with a smile and began to flip as Pamela left the room. Emma had only been flipping for a few seconds before a tower of sand carried her boyfriend to her.

She looked up and smiled, before gaping at what the elemental had in his hand, "What is that?"

Grant smiled at her. A giant double edged axe was firm in his grip. The tips of the blades seemed to be made of an unidentifiable metal while the rest of the blade was made of a dull marble that looked extremely heavy. The handle was made from some kind of slate material, which gave the entire weapon a dark and dangerous look to it, not to mention the rocky spikes that sat at each of the object.

"Now, I know for a fact you're not compensating for something," She smirked, "So why have you got an axe?"

"What? Aidan's got his trident and I have this. The Axe of Apollo." He said triumphantly.

"Apollo… is in, the Greek God?"

"Of Light." He finished. Emma gave him a strange look, "All elementals have a weapon forged for them. Skye has these really cool gauntlets and the Fire Elemental has a sword,"

"Speaking of elementals, are you guys any closer to tracking Fire down?" She asked, putting the book on the sofa and walking towards him.

He shook his head, "Actually, we need to wait until Danielle's amulet is found. Apparently that tells us who the new one is,"

Emma nodded; pretending to know what was going on, "So, you still haven't explained to me why you have brought this out of the Elemental Chamber… ow!" Emma immediately pulled back the hand she had been using to move her finger across the blade. She pouted and sucked on her finger lightly to stop it from bleeding.

"Well, you guys said that you we're dealing with a wind demon, and earth and wind are opposing elements so this little baby…" He held up the axe triumphantly, "Can do a lot of damage. Here, let me see that," He pulled her finger out of her mouth and put his hand over it, releasing a fine powder of sand over the cut and healing it completely.

"Aren't you handy…" Emma smirked, tugging at his collar a little making him bend down for a kiss, "May I?" She asked, holding out her hand for the axe.

"Alright…" Grant replied warily, "Be careful. It's heavy,"

She scoffed, "You're holding it with one hand!" As soon as the empathy picked it up from her boyfriend, it fell to the floor immediately and Grant barely caught it in time before the lethal blade sliced his foot.

"It's only meant for Earth elementals." He explained, "To me, it's as light as a feather, but to anyone else it weighs a ton!"

"So it's like Aidan's trident's defense shock?"

He nodded before putting the axe down on the table next to him, "You know, I haven't eaten yet. And it is breakfast,"

"The most important meal of the day…" Emma stated, putting her arms around his neck, 'So where you taking me for it then?"

"Well, wherever the sand takes us,"

She giggled as they sanded out, leaving no traces of their presence in the attic. Pamela walked back in, quickly glancing around for the book.

"So much or looking through the book…" She growled, putting the Book of Shadows under her arm and walking out of the room…

Phoebe moved a strand of hair from her face and looked up through the tree branches towards the sun, where small rays of sunlight were seeping through the holes of the swaying leaves and basking mother and child in the warmth.

"One year old." She kissed Connor on the head, "Is that how old you are?" The Halliwell said in a baby voice.

"Hey," A voice said. Phoebe looked up and smiled when she saw Paige walking towards her with the double pushchair that was carrying the twins. The witchlighter sat down next to her sister and pulled the stroller a little closer so she could comfort them if they woke up.

"Hey. I hope you don't mind me stealing your spot," She smirked.

She laughed, "Not at all." Paige turned her head and put her fingers in her mouth, whistling loudly, "Sandy!" She yelled. Within a few seconds, the golden Labrador was running towards its owner, who greeted her with affection. "Hey girl,"

"Aw… look at you," Phoebe said with a smile, "Cute dog, sweet kids…" She paused for a little, "How are things with Aidan?"

Paige sat back on the tree and sighed, "We've sorted out some stuff. He takes care of the kids every second weekend and I have them the rest of the time,"

"Any other stuff been sorted out?"

"No…" She shot her a look, "Aidan has that little bimbette of his, and I have…" Paige glanced at her dog and the twins, "My girls,"

"I'm three seconds away from throwing you into a convent," Phoebe said sourly.

"No, I'm actually quite happy with my life at the moment. With Aidan, I always felt as I there was something hanging over our relationship; he kept so many things from me. And now if I think there's something wrong with the girls, all they need is a burping, a diaper change or a feeding,"

"The simple life," Phoebe joked.

"Exactly. So, how are you adjusting to lifestyles of the mortal and powerless?"

"Actually," Phoebe nodded thoughtfully, "It's pretty good. I used to just use my powers to find out what this little guy wanted, but I'm learning to cope without being empathic and I feel… free," She replied simply.

"But you're completely mortal!" Paige exclaimed, "Doesn't it bother you that you cast spells anymore?"

"No," She replied with a grin, "I'm completely off the radar, away from demons. Free to live a life with my family,"

"Complete bliss, huh?" Paige pondered over the thought, "What's that like?"

Pamela sighed as she finally gave up on looking in the book. The only demon she had found was one that her family had already vanquished by the name of Shax, so she ruled him out. The witch continued to look out into the dark night sky as she put the Book of Shadows down on the table and stood up.

"I will find you…" She growled to herself as she scanned the attic.

A chilling yet familiar wind blew through the attic. Pamela narrowed her eyes as she felt the cold presence of the demon that had attacked her in the coffee shop. She turned around to face the grey demon courageously, staring him straight in the eye and preparing to fight.

"Powers…?" The demon smirked cockily.

Pamela let out a hollow laugh, "I don't need my powers to deal with you. I'm not my mother," She smirked back, now recognizing that this was the demon that her aunts had made out to be a vile, brutal creature, but to Pamela he seemed to be nothing more than another demon.

Shax laughed when released a ball of wind at the teen, who had decided to show off her martial arts skills by doing a back flip, making sure the attack zipped right above her and smashed the window. Pamela flipped back to her feet, still wearing a confident smile on her face.

"You know.." She began as she walked towards him, "I should really thank you," Pamela proceeded to spin her body around on her left foot, raising her other leg and delivering a lethal kick to the demon's side, "I wouldn't know all these moves if I had grown up with a mother. You'd be amazed at how…" She threw a punch, "Many…" Another punch, "Hobos…" Another punch, "Know…" A roundhouse kick, "Martial arts!" She jumped up and threw both her feet at Shax's chest, making her fall to the ground in the process, but she quickly regained her feet with a backward roll.

Pamela was angered by the demon still laughing at her as he got back up; he made the wind stronger in the room, "Mother…" He moaned out, "Weak…" He grinned at her.

The Halliwell's eyes widened. She may not get along with her mother, but she wasn't going to let a demon trash her either. That was when Pamela Walker, began Pamela Halliwell for a brief moment. She lost her self control and jutted out her arm out, making the assassin fly against the wall and hit it hard; Pamela then moved her arm in a circular motion behind her, sending the demon soaring across the room and be pinned to the floor.

"My mother was a lot of things…" She growled as she kept Shax telekinetically pinned to the ground while picking up Apollo's Axe with the other, ignoring the immense weight the weapon had, "But she was never…!" Pamela brought the axe down on the demon's neck, slicing his head clean off, "Weak…"

"Pam?" Piper's voice came from the attic stairs as she and Emma climbed up, "Are you- OH MY GOD!" She screamed as she put her hands over her mouth, suppressing the urge to vomit.

"Pamela…" Emma said with wide eyes and a fearful look, "What happened?"

Pamela stood facing the woman with her hair covering half her face, her clothes and her face covered with blood spatters from the vanquish. The axe was in her left hand, she held it effortlessly, which Emma knew was a great feat for anyone other than the Earth Elemental.

Pamela giggled as she raised her right arm, giggling manically as she revealed that she was holding Shax's head from his long grey hair, the demon's face contorted into one that knew this was the end.

"The winds of change are a'blowin, girls!" She continued to giggle as Shax's head burst into flames, illuminating her manic features as his head and body disappeared in a flurry of flames…

A bright flash lit up the Nameless One's chamber as the Seer appeared, a grin could be seen on the bottom half of her face that wasn't concealed. She walked towards the demon in a leather jacket bowed with a smirk.

"I'm afraid your assassin was vanquished," She said, trying to sound sincere.

"And you wouldn't have anything to do with that, would you?" He said with his hands clasped.

"I might have given the girl a little bit of an adrenaline charge. But trust me, as my charm continues to accelerate, she will be more of a threat to her family than to us, which will give me a prime chance to put my plan into action,"

He sighed and let his hands drop, "How many of my men do you need?"

"Five." She replied instantly, obviously having thought this through, "That should be more than enough to take on the elemental and the empath and it certainly won't make the number of your army dwindle,"

The Nameless One raised her hand to a blank space in the room, she swirled his hand around in the air and a blue light made five of his warriors appear. They were just liked the ones Brennan and Pamela had fought when the Nameless One was first released, skinless, cloaked, and extremely powerful.

"Thank you," She bowed again before turning to her new soldiers, "Let's go boys!" She ordered, making them and herself vanish in a flash.

The demon sat silently for a while, rubbing his hands together in thought before repeating the swirling motion with his hands and making another being appear in a blue flash. In his royal clothes, and an armour plate with three holes in the middle where his lethal blow had been struck, General Kahn stood!

"You…" The man started, but the demon put up his hand.

"Although I'm touched that you remember me, I have a proposition for you."

Kahn scoffed, "The last time you made me a proposition, I felt the pointy prongs of Poseidon's damn trident! Why should I trust you?"

"I seem to recall helping to turn Undine's troops against her so you could wage war on her and take control of Atlantis. Even from the confines of that damn box I was trapped in…" He growled when he thought of his imprisonment, "Here's the deal Kahn, this new life I've got you expires in a year. If you do what I say, then I'll make you go to the good place instead of going back to…" He looked at the floor, "Down there…"

Kahn seemed intrigued, "You can really do that?"

"Oh yeah," The Nameless One smirked, "But…" He got up and led Kahn towards a wall in the room, "You need to do one thing for me first," They walked through the incorporeal wall and were immediately met with the shouts of what seemed like a thousand demons.

Kahn looked over the cliff and gasped. The gorge was filled with the same type of demon that had been given to the Seer; they were all holding weapons and squabbling over fires. There seemed to be a lot more than two thousand demons in the pit, and when they all looked up and their master, all of them immediately fell silent and bowed towards the cliff.

"So..." The Nameless One put a hand on Kahn's shoulder, "Can you lead this army?"

NEXT TIME: The Seer's plan is underway; Emma and Grant shall face death in every second of this chapter. There shall be a great loss, but also great joy. Aidan begins to realize that he truly loves the mother of his children. Pamela keeps having outbursts of violence, which leads Piper to believe that she was mentally scarred by vanquishing Shax. Paige receives one of her powers back while Phoebe meets with one of the greatest forces of good in an attempt to get her basic Wiccan abilities back when revenge is needed against the Seer in true Power of Three fashion!

Chapter 26 "Never Saw It Coming…" should be up soon!

PS: This fic is spread over two years, so about a year has passed since the started. Pamela is about to start her senior year at Magic School, Connor's one year old etc…

PSS: I've recently began to write a new fic called "Burdens Of Power" it's a Smallville fic and Lana centered, so if any of you are in to Smallville, look out for it!