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Never Saw It Coming…

Pamela swung another kick at the punching bag that hung from the basement ceiling; she let out a feral like roar as she threw her fist towards the leather training apparatus. Another lethal spin kick was enough for some of the plaster to fall from the ceiling and as Pamela landed the final hook, the bag was ripped from the ceiling and it flew across the room.

The clomping of heels on the basement steps attracted the teen's attention, but she didn't turn around. Piper placed both her hands on the rails as she walked down the stairs, she frowned at her niece and folding her arms.

"Pam, you've been down here for three hours. Come up and… why aren't you using the training bandages?" Piper questioned, picking up a roll of fabric that you were supposed to put around your hands before laying into a punching bag.

Pamela looked down at her knuckles; they were extremely bruised and bleeding furiously. She clenched her fists and walked over to the bottle of water she had on the table, "Fight through the pain. What good will we be in a demon fight if we can't take a beating now and again?"

"Well, that's all well and good, but you're not the one who has to pay to get that bag put up again!" Piper snapped, now putting her hands on her hips.

There was a clatter as Pamela suddenly threw her bottle against the wall, making water seep out from the top and cover the floor. She spiraled around and strode towards her aunt, intimidating Piper slightly.

"Nobody…" She growled, "Tells me what to do," She shoved Piper out of her way, making her fall to the floor as she climbed the stairs, rubbing her injured knuckles on the way.

Emma looked up into the meek sky through the window of the magic store. She was sitting at a stool in front of potion ingredients. The empath was a regular here, especially late at night, so the owner often let her take her time when looking through the different ingredients. She hadn't been able to concentrate all day, she just felt that something big was about to happen, and not a good thing.

"Alright," Paige began, moving towards her best friend, "I got a new scrying crystal and…" She pulled out a trinket from the paper beg she held, "A lucky charm," The charm was a circular shaped piece of stained glass which had the many colours of the rainbow smearing through its surface.

"I didn't think that you would be one to get a lucky charm." Emma replied, not looking up from the potion ingredients.

"Well, it's the only thing that caught my eye in this store. Call me crazy, but when my best friend calls me at eleven at night to go out; my mind doesn't automatically jump to sorting through chicken feet. Oh, no offence," Paige gave a weak smile to the owner, who had just given her a dirty look.

"Aren't chicken feet supposed to be good luck?" The psionic smirked.

Paige snorted and sat down on the stool on the opposite side of the table, "That would be rabbit feet." They sat in silence as Emma looked for ingredients like she was rummaging through a bargain bin, "Emma, what's up with you?" The witchlighter cocked her head, sensing a shift in Emma's behaviour.

"I just… have this really bad feeling that something is happening…" She pointed to the ground, "Down there. Something big, and it's something we won't be able to stop."

"You got all that from telempathy?" Paige raised an eyebrow.

"No… it's just something you pick up after having psychic powers for so long," Her friend gave her a confused look, "Ugh! I need to talk to Phoebe about this."

"Well, you might want to wait until tomorrow. She's probably not as enthusiastic about late night potion ingredient shopping," Paige advised.

Emma sighed and looked out the window again, but she jumped and let out a yelp when she saw a gaunt man with grey hair down to his shoulders standing on the other side of the street. The man put his hands in the pockets of his black jacket and smirked as the psionic.

"Em? What's the matter?" Paige frowned, looking out the window.

Emma turned to address her, "Do you see that…" She look back to find that the man was gone, "Man…" She finished her sentence with a strange expression.

"Um… honey, there's no one there…" The witchlighter replied timidly.

Emma looked around the store with wide eyes, scanning every inch of the room. Everything seemed to be in place; she knew what she had seen and knew that the man was real. She suddenly turned to Paige and grabbed her wrist, "Where did you find that lucky charm?"

The first omen.

Aidan walked along another beautifully crafted hallway of the Atlantian Palace. He put his hands the back pockets of his jeans as he smiled and nodded at one of the many staff who worked at the castle. The elemental hated being waited on, but apparently it was unfitting of a king to wash his own clothes. It was just like when he was a child, maybe if he hadn't been coddled so much, he would have been able to defeat Kahn without his mother's sacrifice.

"Your Majesty!" A voice suddenly called from behind him. Aidan smiled as his advisor Gerald walked towards him. Gerald was in his late fifty's and had served the royal family all his life. His garments reeked of the grandeur of his position and the pure white hair in his beard and the few hairs that now inhabited his head made him look even more posh.

"Gerald, you shouldn't walk like that. You need to look after your health," Aidan turned to walk away but Gerald began to talk.

"Your Majesty, might I ask why you are wearing civilians clothes from the outside world?" He inquired politely as he could.

"Because I'm more comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt than the royal armour and cape. Is my dress sense the only reason you caught my attention or is there another reason?"

The advisor's mouth opened and closed a few times, "Some of the kitchen staff have been sharing rumours and saying that you plan on bringing your children here. I beg you, are these true?"

"Yes that is true. I'm on my way to collect them right now. I would like my schedule cleared for the next two days as my time will be spent with my daughters," He turned to leave again, but Gerald continued.

"The people have also heard of these fables. They are appalled at the thought of Undine's heir mating with a witch, even more disgusted that you had children with a commoner from the outside, rather than someone more suited to your political status,"

Aidan took a minute to understand what he was saying before clenching his fists, "How dare you imply that my children are not worthy of roaming these halls…" He growled, "And the fact that you think that Paige is-,"

"A mere witch from the outside who stole your heart in a time where you thought you were normal? If that is what you were about to say, than you are correct in your judgment,"

Aidan felt like hitting the old man. He stepped forwards so he was leering over Gerald, his voice now dark and menacing, "If you ever have the courage to accuse my daughter's and their mother of being below me, then I will make sure that you spend the short time you have left roaming the Royal Tunnels until your dying day… understand?" The petrified man nodded vigorously, "Good."

The elemental stormed off, heading towards the teleporting platform that took him to the outside world. He thought about how he had reacted when he heard Gerald bad mouth Paige, it had sent him into a raging fit in his mind and he had threatened to condemn a man to death, over words! Aidan smiled to himself and shook his head, laughing while doing so.

Love makes you do the craziest things.

Grant quickly jogged through the alleyway, pushing up his sleeve so he could see what the time was. He running late for his lunchtime meeting already and if this really was a make or break situation. Making sure no one was looking; sand began to consume him from his feet, ready to transport him to his destination until something hit him from behind and sent the elemental flying across the alley.

"What the…" Grant threw his head up from the ground, seeing five cloaked demons with no skin standing there, one had its hand outstretched as if it had just thrown something. "I'm already late as it is…" He cursed quietly, standing up and straightening out his smart looking suit.

One of the creatures charged at him, but retaliated by throwing out a ball of orange energy, it struck the demon in chest, sending him sailing back to his comrades and knocking them down as he fell from the sky with a burn in his cloak. Realizing that his usual would not be good enough, the dark haired man threw out both his hands. The ground began to crack as thick ivy green vines crept from the surface; they constricted the five attackers and reduced them to grunting and struggling for their lives.

Grant smirked as he raised his arms. Hundreds of tiny orange-red lights gathered around him before flying at the five demons, smacking them again and again with a barrage of geokinetic energy.

One of the demons grunted loudly as he put one of the vines around his wrist in the path of one of the lights. The vine was severed immediately and gave the evil being just enough time to pull an athame from his belt and throw it at Grant before they were all vanquished in a fiery explosion of blue sparks.

Grant yelled in pain as the dagger pierced his side. Blood seeped from the wound and trickled down his white shirt. The elemental grimaced as he pulled the weapon out of his chest, staring at it then growing wide eyed as the athame disappeared in a blood red glow.

Wincing again from the pain of his drawing death, Grant wisely disappeared in a burst of sand, knowing immediately where he going.

Emma.

Phoebe accompanied her psionic friend as she flipped through the Book of Shadows. The Halliwell shot a grin at her son, who was crawling on the floor playing with his little cousins. A grunt and a sigh signified Emma's frustration at the situation; Phoebe gave her a sympathetic nod and rubbed her back, having been in many similar situations.

"I know it's pissing you off. I may not have my powers but I can still sense certain things." She looked at Emma's hard expression, "Why are you getting so worked up about this?"

She let out a sigh and ran a hand through her red hair, deciding to confide in the fellow empath, "Have you ever felt as if… the powers are trying to tell you something?" She pulled a nervous face.

Phoebe raised an eyebrow, "Actually, yeah. On the night before Connor was born, I felt as if something was trying to tell me something. It's like… empathic constipation," Emma grimaced at the brunette's description, "Well, it's true isn't it?"

"Yeah, I guess. And I've just had this bad feeling since I woke up yesterday."

"A bad feeling?" Phoebe's curiosity was intrigued.

"Yeah… something big is going to go down."

She stepped forward from Emma and paced the room a little, "When is this going to happen?"

"Soon. Really soon."

"Alright, so everything should be in the diaper bag…" Paige's voice said as she walked in with Aidan carrying a heavy looking bag, "If there's a problem, I don't want one of your many nannys in your castle looking after them. If you can't handle whatever it is, then you bring them back, I don't want my kids to spoiled," She warned as she picked up Melinda and Emma together.

"Our kids," He corrected, "Will be taken care of by me. No one else will lay finger on them; I'm not going to let you down, Paige,"

The witchlighter blinked a few times. She hadn't expected an answer like that, "That's… uh… good to know." She put the twins in the stroller and rolled it over to Aidan, "Take good care of them," Paige knelt down and smiled at her children before looking at her ex again.

The sound of gushing sand broke the brief silence as a tornado of sand appeared slowly, as if it was strained. Grant formed inside it and immediately collapsed to the floor, blood still seeping from his heart. It was a wonder he had had enough energy to transport himself here.

"Grant!" Emma yelled, almost knocking over the Book of Shadows as she ran to him, dropping to her knees and managing to cradle his head before he lost consciousness.

"Aidan. Do something." Paige pleaded.

The water elemental complied and quickly knelt down beside his friend, releasing a cooling blue glow from his hand and healing the piercing wound in Grant's heart. He awoke with a start and Emma launched herself into his arms.

"Are you okay?" Grant asked, accepting Emma's help of getting him to his feet.

She snorted, "You've been stabbed in the heart and worried about me," She latched onto him again, "You idiot." She whispered lovingly into his chest.

Emma pulled away and tugged slightly at the multi-coloured glass charm around her neck, silently thanking it for its luck and glad that she had bought it the night before. However, she pulled on it too hard one time and it fell from her neck, Emma hadn't been expecting it to happen so the good luck charm crashed to the floor, smashing into thousands of tiny pieces.

"We better get you away from that nasty glass…" Phoebe cooed in a baby voice as she picked up Connor, who pointed at the glass and had one beady blue eye staring at it through his thick messy hair.

Emma knelt down and carefully put her hand down on the floor, waving it slightly and scattering the glass. She winced when a stray shard sliced the tip of her finger. The psionic just sat there, staring at the blood crawling down her finger.

The second omen.

The Seer ran a finger along the flat side of the athame, wiping a line of blood from the blade and inspecting it with her unseen eyes. She brought the dagger to her nose and sniffed the crimson liquid that covered it, a smirk playing on her lips when her suspicions were confirmed. Her concentration was broke when the Nameless One suddenly flamed into her chamber; he spun around and gave her a blank stare as he a saw the large cauldron bubbling away next to her.

"My warriors are dead." He growled.

"The elemental was a lot more powerful than an anticipated. They were all vanquished in the process of getting blood from his heart," She held up the athame, "But there are now two elementals at the Manor and the chances of Emma leaving now are slim."

"Leave the elementals to me," He warned, "Just continue with the plan and get the empath's blood,"

'Then I need more warriors." She demanded, stepping back as advanced on her.

"You miscalculated your abilities. What kind of Seer can't gauge power?"

"The kind that was severely pressured into this plan. I didn't have much time to prepare, as you wanted this almost immediately," She retorted.

The Nameless One came even closer to her; she could feel his breath on her face, "Fix your own mess. I will get the elementals out of the way," He flamed out after that, leaving the female demon officially warned.

Phoebe flipped her cell phone shut and turned to her family, "Brennan will be here in a couple of minutes."

Leo nodded from the sofa, "Good. Something tells me we'll need all hands on deck for this one,"

"Why would you say something like that?" Emma stared at him wide eyed, moving closer to Grant and slipping her arm around his back.

"Because apparently there's been a surge in demonic activity lately. Demons are attacking a lot more of my friends charges these days and the Elders think it's something to do with the Nameless One,"

Paige rolled her eyes as she stirred a potion in the centre of the attic, "Figures this activity would have something to do with us…"

"Well, it's not really us. They went after Grant," Piper reasoned.

"Who is connected to Emma, who is connected to us…" Phoebe shot back.

"Speaking of connections, shouldn't Pamela be putting her hands on deck along with us?" The youngest Charmed One inquired to the entire room.

Piper, Leo and Emma shared a worried glance. They did live with the teen after all and they had noticed a dramatic shift in her attitude and temperament since her vanquish,

"Um… Let's just leave her out of this one," Leo advised, looking Paige in a way in which she knew to drop it.

"So, what's the potion for?" Piper walked towards her youngest sister.

She sighed, "I'm hoping it's for vanquishing the leech demons,"

"Add some more powdered dragon scale," Emma chipped in, moving towards the table.

"You're the boss!" Paige replied enthusiastically, dipping her thumb and index finger into the bowl of blue dust, taking a pinch of the powder and dropping it into the pot, causing a loud bang as a mushroom of smoke billowed from the mixture.

"Leech demons?" Piper frowned.

"Yeah," Emma replied, turning around the open Book of Shadows, "They're the demons that attacked Grant. Apparently they get their power by draining a magical beings essence, hence the name. But that's not the only trick, energy ball throwing, expert fighters, and an unbelievably good aim with athames,"

"Uh… are you sure you guys want me around?" Phoebe asked timidly, "I mean, I'm not even a witch right now."

"But that doesn't take away your instincts." Leo argued, "Besides, you're a skilled kick boxer and you used to fight demons long before you received an active power."

"Yeah, I remember the injuries of an off-centre roundhouse kick," She winced at the thought.

A puddle of water began to creep upwards into the form of a person. Aidan appeared as the water splashed away, he nodded to Piper, "All five kids present and accounted for in Magic School,"

"Thanks," She droned, beginning to fill the vials with the lime green substance Paige had concocted.

Without any warning, ten leech demons shimmered into the room, accompanied by the Seer in a flash of light and the Nameless One, who flamed in. The female demons first move was to raise her arm swiftly; an athame flew from her sleeve and stabbed Emma in the heart. The psionic's face contorted into one of sheer pain before she fell to the ground, dying.

"No!" Grant bellowed, instantly kneeling down and preparing to heal his love.

"I don't think so…" The Nameless One smirked, he made a rough hand gesture at both Aidan and Grant, the two were swallowed by flames and the fire headed downwards, taking both elementals with it. The uber-powerful demon flamed out afterwards.

"I'll get her!" Leo shouted, scrambling across the room and kneeling down to heal Emma's quickly dissipating life force.

Phoebe whipped her head around to her sisters; it was just them left to fight the mystery demon and the ten leech demon. Instantly springing into action, the middle sister ran across the area, doing a cartwheel and kicking the Seer as her hands balanced her body before completing the move.

The female demon tumbled to the ground, the hood that covered her face falling from her head as she put her hands out of stop the descent from being anymore painful. Dark red hair could be seen as the Seer turned around to face Phoebe, a pale complexion and the raging eyes, it was Katrina!

"You!" Phoebe spat, about to bring her foot down on the woman's face.

"Argh! That bitch is mine!" Paige screamed, running towards the downed redhead and not noticing one of the leech demons hurl an energy ball towards her.

"Paige!" Piper shouted.

The youngest turned around just in time to cringe and accept her fate, until blue and white lights covered her, making the witchlighter disappear and avoid the energy ball. Paige reappeared in the same fashion, shocked at what she had just done.

"She orbed…" Phoebe uttered breathlessly.

Piper rolled her eyes, "Figures she'd be the first to get a power back…" She barely got the comment out as she quickly had to take a breath and mass out. Orange lines spread across Piper's body as the energy ball the leech demon threw bounced off her chest and flew back at the attacker, blasting him in the stomach and vanquishing him.

Leo stood up strongly as he finished healing Emma, throwing out both his hands and sending extreme blasts of lightning towards the creatures, he lit up the room with his attack while vanquishing three of them and turning them into piles of smoldering ash.

Emma got up, immediately noticing that Grant was nowhere to be seen. She narrowed her eyes and got up firing a psionic blast at a leech demon, blasting him back into some of his comrades and knocking them to the floor. The psionic then sensed the potion pot behind her and used her psychokinesis to send the bowl full of vanquishing potion into the pile. The four demons screamed in pain as an entire cauldron of vanquishing potion vaporized them, causing a large burn mark on the floor and a large mound of ash in the centre.

"You have some nerve…" Paige growled as she advanced on Katrina. One of the two remaining leech demons conjured an energy ball, but Piper was quicker and she blew him up.

Katrina chuckled, "Oh please, you knew something was off the first second I cam into your life. It's amazing how a little power of suggestion can convince an entire kingdom that you're arranged to marry their king,"

"Oh, you are so getting vanquished. Skank!" Paige suddenly yelled, throwing out her arm. Katrina was enveloped by orbs and thrown across the room, but she managed to skillfully correct her position and throw off her cloak at the same time, smirking as she landed.

"I'm so glad you found out. That cloak was becoming stuffy," She waved the athame in the air; it was covered in the blood from Emma's heart, "Doesn't matter if you found out anyway. I've got what I need,"

"Paige! The dagger!" Piper ordered, wanting her baby sister to orb the weapon away.

She nodded vigorously in response and outstretched her hand, preparing to call for the object. But before she could, Katrina vanished in a flash of light.

The final leech demon began to shimmer out, until high powered voltage hit him in the back. The creature's body shook violently before falling to the floor in a heap, knocked out. Brennan stood in the doorway, his hands outstretched, signifying he had been responsible.

"Electro crystals, circle!" Paige ordered and gestured tiredly. Five royal blue crystals orbed out of their box in a drawer and orbed back in, surrounding the demon and subjecting him to damaging amount of voltage as lightning pillars flew from the crystals.

Emma walked forwards, a cold expression on her face, "Let the interrogation begin…"

The third and final omen.

Katrina transported herself into her chambers in the underworld. She stood on the spot, waiting for the final henchman to appear, but after a while, she figured the Charmed Ones had got to him. The redhead smirked at the athame covered in Emma's blood before moving towards the pedestal next to a bubbling over cauldron and picking up the athame with Grant's blood.

"If I can't have Aidan's children, I'll make one for myself…" She said to herself.

Katrina stared into the glowing mixture in the giant cauldron. Steam and smoke billowed from it and licked the edges. She raised both the daggers above the potion, a look of utter concentration on her face as she did so.

"The final ingredient… Blood from the hearts of the parents…"

She dropped the athames in simultaneously and stepped back, watching the glow become even brighter and a hissing sound beginning to start as the whole area was filled with smoke. There was an earth shattering boom and Katrina was sent back from the force of the explosion. She picked herself up quickly, eager to see if her ritual had worked and walking through the large cloud of smoke that covered the area. She felt around for the edge of the cauldron, grinning when she heard the slightest whimper coming from the bottom of the pot. The smoke finally cleared. Katrina gasped and grinned evilly as she looked down at what she had created.

In the bottom of the cauldron, sucking on her thumb, was a baby girl.

Emma's hard expression was lit up by the flashing electricity what ran through the leech demon, her hair blowing back slightly from the force of the torture. Paige had a similar look on her face, smirking slightly as she watched the demon writhe in agony. The psionic grabbed one of the crystals and pulled it away, stopping the voltage.

"Where are Grant and Aidan?" She demanded.

The demon took deep breathes, "I… don't… know…" He whispered through a cracked voice.

"Not good enough." Emma growled, putting the crystal and continuing to torture the demon.

Phoebe looked up the stairs as she heard the demon scream in pain yet again. She had come down to the dining room so she could concentrate and write a spell that would vanquish Katrina. The middle sister run a hand through her hair and went back to writing on the pad. Brennan walked into the room from the kitchen, he walked behind his wife, gently massaging her shoulder and kissing the top of her head. Phoebe smiled and leant her head back into his abdomen.

"What are you doing?" Brennan frowned, knowing that Phoebe shouldn't be writing spells she couldn't cast.

"Writing a Power of Three spell," She replied simply, narrowing her eyes at the verse on the paper then scrubbing out part of it with an eraser.

"Uh… But honey, the Power of Three doesn't really exist right now. Why don't we just remake the potion Emma threw at the leech demons? It seemed powerful enough to wipe out half the attic,"

Phoebe shook her head, "No, if we were going to make a potion, we would need her flesh, not to mention the exact amount and type of ingredients. Vanquishing potions for upper level demons are tricky; a spell is simpler and usually a little more powerful,"

"But how are you going to execute it? You're mortal right now, a kick ass mortal, but still…"

"I know!" She snapped, whipping her head around and up to look at him, "I know… But when I feel useless like this, I find it helps to write through the pain, even if it's pointless." Her eyes widened as she had a brainwave, "Hey, I know. Maybe I could write the spell in Latin, it's the language magic originally stems from after all,"

Phoebe readied her pencil and began to write, but a wind suddenly blew around the room and a blinding light forced Brennan to cover his eyes. He stepped back a little, looking though his fingers to see if Phoebe was all right. The flash ended abruptly, and when it did, Phoebe was gone.

"What the hell…?" Phoebe muttered to herself as she looked around her surroundings. All the Hallliwell could see around her was… white. The room was walking through was spotless, the beams at the top where pretty much the same, except from the beautiful night sky that shone above her, the stars glittered and were easier on the eyes than the harsh white colour. Phoebe let out a gasp of amazement when a large shooting star spread across the sky, zooming away from her view as quickly as it had came.

"Hello, Phoebe," A young girl's voice said. Phoebe spiraled around to see a child standing in front of her, a blank expression on her face as deep hazel eyes stared right into the woman's soul.

"Who are you? What are you? Where are we?" Phoebe suddenly blurted out.

"Doesn't matter, doesn't matter, doesn't matter," The child grinned in a cheeky way, but the voice and words that she spoke suggested that was girl wasn't the being's true form.

"Okay, then can you tell me why I'm here," The Halliwell sister ventured out slowly.

The girl nodded, "Now that does matter. You are here to regain your basic powers as a witch."

This piqued Phoebe's curiosity, "Basic?"

"Your power to cast spells, return the magic to your blood so that you be Charmed once more,"

"But the Tribunal said-," She was cut off by a hollow giggle.

"Heh… The Tribunal are mere puppets of destiny, mindlessly followed orders from those angels…" Her gaze dropped to the floor for an instant, "Do you believe in destiny, Phoebe?"

She shook her head, "Destiny fluctuates, changing with every decision we make, how can something so fragile and temperamental rule our lives? Our thoughts and decisions control destiny, not the other way around,"

The young child smirked, "Insightful. And very fitting of someone who has been weighed down by their empathic and telepathic abilities. It also means that you can receive your powers from me, if you can meet me halfway of course,"

Phoebe frowned, then narrowed her eyes as she realized what was going on, "Is this a 'scratch each others backs' kind of situation?"

The girl merely smiled.

"What do you mean she's gone?" Piper exclaimed at her brother in law, who held his hands up in defense.

"I don't know! We were sitting there talking and she suddenly disappeared in a flash of light! Where were you guys when this was going down?" He shot back.

Piper whipped around and glanced at the burnt out hole in the middle of the attic, where Emma and Paige had just finished off the leech demon. He had given them a location in the underworld of where Grant and Aidan were being held, they had been ready to go until Phoebe disappeared, "I was here making sure those two didn't go overboard with the electro crystals!"

"Got the info, didn't we?" Paige pointed out.

"Yeah, barely!" The eldest snapped.

"It doesn't matter! We have a location so what are we waiting for?" Emma fumed, glowering at everyone in the room.

"Alright everyone, just calm down! I'm sure Phoebe will be back in-," Leo was cut off by a flash of light making Phoebe return with a piece of paper in her hand. Everyone turned to Leo as if he was crazy; he just shrugged it off, "See?"

"Where were you?" Piper stared at her younger sister, but she waved it away with her hand.

"We don't have time! All you need to know is that I have the Katrina vanquishing spell and that I'm a witch again," Piper gaped at her, "I said we don't have time! Let's go!"

Deciding that time was precious at this moment, the group huddled together in the center of the room. Emma gripped Phoebe's wrist, Paige put her hand on Brennan's shoulder and Leo took his wife's hand. Each of them took deep breaths before orbing out, Emma hesitated before transporting her and Phoebe in a train of pink orbs.

"Aidan! C'mon man, wake up!"

Aidan groaned as he came to, immediately trying to move his limbs, but soon realizing he was trapped in shackles that were blocking his powers. He couldn't bring himself to open his eyes, to look at his beaten and bleeding friend across from him, who was in the same position.

"Grant…? What happened?" He whispered.

"Dude, do me a favour and open your eyes," His tone sounded serious.

Sighing, the water elemental opened his eyes, only seeing black, but he figured it was just because he had regained consciousness, but as a couple of seconds went on, the darkness didn't fade and sight of the objects around him never came.

"I… I can't see," Aidan croaked.

His other senses were beginning to take over for his loss of sight, as he heard the sorrow and pity in Grant's voice, "The bastard had a grimlock come in after you passed out, and it stole your sight,"

Before he could answer, Aidan heard the roar of fire and the heat on his face as the Nameless One flamed in, he heard Grant pull at his shackles defiantly, but he then heard the a gurgle and a whimper from… a baby?

"Why did you bring the child here? Bringing her to her father is only going to make things harder for her to accept us," A voice said.

Aidan's blind eyes widened, "Katrina?"

He heard her laugh, "Wow, I guess it's not just my looks that are memorable. How are you with no eyesight?" Although he couldn't see it, Aidan knew she was smirking.

"Argh! What have you done with my kids?" He shouted, shaking at his shackles violently.

This time he heard the Nameless One chuckle, "Your kids? Oh, don't worry, the baby Olsen twins are safe. It's your friend's baby we've got,"

"W-What?" He heard Grant breathe.

"Ever wonder why we retreated as soon as we had you or your girlfriend's blood? That was all we needed to create a powerful warrior of evil. Can't you see it? She has your eyes and the empath's hair,"

He head Grant gulp, "My… baby…?" He whispered out.

"Yes, too bad you won't be around for her…" The Nameless One growled.

The sliding of the athame being drawn from the belt…

The fast pace of running against the stone floor…

The slick sound of the dagger piercing Grant's neck…

The scream… It would be a scream that Aidan knew he would never forget the sound of. The pain, the sadness, the anger, all the feelings you feel when both your life and daughter were taken from you, Aidan would always remember that sound.

The sound of a murdered father.

The six magical beings lit up the chamber of where Aidan and Grant were being held. Emma let out a blood curling scream when she saw her love slumped against a wall, dead. Paige took a brief moment to register the horror and sorrow she felt before noticing Aidan was in a similar situation, but a glimmer of hope appeared when she saw his chest rising and falling slowly. Leo bent down wordlessly and healed the gushing wound in his abdomen. He came to life with a splutter and a gasp, instantly met with the feeling of Paige's arms wrapped around his neck and the fragrance of her hair as she hugged him.

Brennan and Phoebe quickly scanned the area with their eyes, the instincts that being in Mutant X had taught them. When they were convinced the place was secure they moved towards Emma's who held onto Grant's head tightly, begging him to wake up, and begging herself to wake up and realize this was just a horrible dream.

Piper had been drawn to a quiet sound coming from the dark corner of the room, she frowned as she approached, preparing to blow any attacker by raising her hands in front of her body. The witch gasped when she saw a small baby girl with fiery red hair, bundled up in a crimson red blanket and sleeping peacefully, eliciting little whimpers as she slumbered. Piper silently picked up the bundle, careful not to wake the sleeping child as she moved towards the rest of her family to comfort Emma.

As she approached, she saw Paige down on her knees, rubbing Emma's back and crying along with her as she realized that this was the second earth elemental to die since the four being had come into contact with the Charmed Ones. Aidan was being supported by Brennan, he was still looking around in a vain hope of his sight returning, but his desire never came to pass as he lent on his friend, still weak from the torture.

Emma's red tear stained eyes widened as Grant's body suddenly dissolved into sand, the grainy substance slipping through her fingers coldly as the Earth Elemental moved on to the next life. But was some reason, the psionic was not completely shatter, for she sensed a presence in the room, one that she had never felt more connected to in her entire life. Looking up, she noticed the red haired baby sleeping in Piper's arms. Emma stood up and held out her arms to her friend, Piper complied with a weak smile, now realizing that there could have been only one reason that the Seer wanted Grant and Emma's blood. A small smile appeared on the girl's sleeping face as she was passed to her mother, Emma smile slightly and stroked the baby's face softly with the back of her hand. She faced all of her friends, taking a deep breath before announcing her daughter's name.

"Lorna…"

NEXT TIME: With the Fire and Earth Elementals both dead, the world is subjected to harsh cold snow storms, hurricanes and torrential rain storms. To make matters worse, the group discovers that Pamela has run away, Brennan does some digging and finds out that his niece once suffered from schizophrenia. With Aidan blind, it's up to Skye, along with the help of Leo and Phoebe, to find the remaining two elementals. Emma begins to cope with baby Lorna, while not realizing that there is a darklighter planting the seeds of doubt in her mind.

Chapter 27 "?" should be up soon!

PS: This is the start of the story taking a darker turn, but no matter how tough it gets for my characters, please bear with me as I can assure a happy ending!