Chapter 3

"Oh. My. God." Phoebe said.

"Run!" Piper said. Piper, Phoebe, Leo and Chris all bolted out the attic, but Chris and Leo slung Lucy and Hannah over their shoulders first.

They reached the conservatory downstairs. "What are we gonna do?" Chris asked.

"We have to get out the house." Leo told them. Phoebe creeped to the door. I hear movement. Let's go out the back way." She opened the door quietly and everyone followed, quietly as they could. No one had followed them. They got round to the drive successfully and all looked up at the manor.

"Okay," Piper said. "Leo, with Hannah, come with me in the SUV. Chris and Lucy go with Phoebe in her car." Everyone nodded in agreement. Phoebe said, "Where are we heading?"

"I don't know. Dad's?" she replied.

"Good idea." Chris put in. "Then we can sort out what we're going to do."

They all got in the cars and pulled out the driveway quickly turning left. "Leo, in the door under the handle under the handle next to you there's a first aid kit. Maybe you could bandage Hannah's arm?" He nodded, got out some bandages and got to work.

"At least the warlocks and demons at the manor can't sense us. Without magic we should be untraceable."

"'Should'?" Piper said. Leo shrugged.

Ten minutes later they all arrived at Victor Bennett's apartment.

"Well, what's all this?" he asked, stepping aside to let all six of them through. When he shut the door he said, "Where's Paige? Wyatt?"

"We can't get through to them," Piper sighed, sitting down on the couch. "And it's not their cells that are the problem."

"Okay. Tell me everything."

Piper didn't reply but put her head in her hands. Phoebe took the role and explained their situation. When she'd finished he said. "So… your magic's are down and you have no way of contacting them?"

"No," Phoebe said. "Wait. Piper mentioned cells. Maybe -"

"Won't work, Phoebes." Piper said.

"Where exactly is Magic School?" Victor asked.

"It's only accessible through magical teleportation." Leo told him.

"Oh. Have you been in touch with other witches? Elders or Whitelighters?"

"We haven't been able to," Piper spoke up.

"Wait, guys." Chris said loudly. "I have an idea. What if our powers are only not working on the surface? They might work in the Underworld."

"Only we can't get down there." Piper said.

"I know someone who might came a voice from the door. Everyone turned. Wyatt and Paige were standing there and to everybody's surprise, in Wyatt's arm in a headlock, was a warlock.

"How…" Phoebe said.

"We has just left Magic School and heading back to the Manor when this teenager was about to be hit by a car when we just took a quick stop." Wyatt frowned. "He wasn't looking where he was going."

"Our magic wasn't working for some reason so we walked back," Paige frowned too as she said it. "And found this guy," she pointed to the warlock, "poking round the Manor in the kitchen."

Piper looked startled. "Did he move anything about?"

"He didn't get a chance," Paige grinned. "Wyatt was on him in a second. We got out and when it was clear you'd have left the house we thought where else would you go?" She lifted her arms indicating Victor's apartment.

"Good work guys!" Phoebe said.

"So you were saying about the Warlock getting us down?" Chris interrupted, putting the conversation back on course.

"Oh yeah," Wyatt said. "We got him and when he made it clear he was about to shimmer I knocked him out and took him to the place we thought you'd be. Here."

Leo nodded. "We should get to work then. If Chris is right about our powers probably working Down There (which they probably haven't thought of), we should get more information and hopefully be able to -"

"Kick butt." Paige said. Leo smiled.

"Tell us why evil is uniting," Wyatt said threateningly to the warlock. He didn't answer but Chris punched him and then he said with a toothy smile, "We're trying to resurrect the original Source."

Piper turned to Victor. "Dad, could you make sure Hannah and Lucy stay safe?"

"Sure," he replied. "No problem."

Wyatt grunted as the Warlock elbowed him hard in the ribs. He loosened his grip enough for him to wriggle free but Chris was in him in a flash. He punched him in the gut and this time it was the Warlock who buckled.

"Take us to the Underworld," Chris demanded. "NOW!"