A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I'm glad everyone likes it so far. But pretty, please… review, ok! It really helps to figure out where the story is headed. Okay, enough begging for reviews… on with the story!

P.S. Just a technical point here. Anything in italics is a thought that is being sent between the family. If it's in quotation marks, then it's also being said aloud.

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"Big problems? Are there any other kind in this family?" Paige snorted sarcastically.

"Pipe down!" Piper cast an annoyed glare at her sister. "What did you find Leo?"

"Well, I've got good news and bad news. Which would you rather have first?"

"Whichever will get our boys back faster, Leo. Stop playing with us, and tell me the truth!"

"Piper… the truth is I know who the demon is. You guys have heard of the Hounds of Hell right?" Leo paused as blank faces gazed back at him expectantly. "God, I miss Chris right now. He's the only one who truly appreciates demon history." He muttered under his breath. "The hounds of hell… they are the group of demons that chase down souls to be sent to Hell. You know the old saying, the hounds of hell are nipping at your heels? This is where it comes from. These demons are a pack force that works directly for Satan."

"Satan? Wait, a second. Satan is real?" Phoebe did a double take.

"Phoebe! You've seen every type of evil there is. How could you doubt that there is a Satan?" Leo asked exasperated.

"Well, I guess I just figured that with all the other 'big bads' out there, Satan was kind of just a myth made up out of all the bad that they all did. Sor—ry." She added snottily in a tone so reminiscent of Chris that everyone started to chuckle.

"So this demon is a Hound of Hell?" Piper asked, bringing everyone back on subject.

"Not exactly. This demon was supposed to become one of the Hounds of Hell. He had all the training and was raised for just such a purpose. But when the time came to take his initiation into the order, he defected. He's a loose cannon; a broken arrow to use military terminology."

"So who exactly is it we're looking for?" Paisley asked, rubbing her stomach unconsciously.

"His name is Nogard. He was special to the Hounds because he possessed more powers than most of them. He came from an ancient line of evil magic. They have witch, demon and dragon powers. Each descendant that is created in their family line has one of the powers, but not all three. Their family has a prophecy, much like the Halliwell prophecy. The sixth son of a sixth son born in conjunction with the blue moon will have all the family's powers, and every full moon those powers are magnified to super charge this being's powers. Nogard is the sixth son of a sixth son and he was born during the blue moon. He has witch powers, he has demon powers and the most dangerous part, and he has dragon powers."

Piper closed her eyes tightly, shutting out the images flooding her brain. She took a deep breath. "So, you're telling me that our boys are with this rogue agent from the Hounds of Hell that is not only trained to dispatch souls to Hell for Satan, but can breathe fire? Wonderful! So what's your good news?"

Leo stayed silent for a heartbeat. "That, um, was the good news."

"How much worse can it really get Leo?" she asked curtly.

"Dragons are highly prized magical beings. The elders don't want them killed, so they've put a magical protection on all beings with dragon powers. They can't be vanquished. We can't beat him."

"BULLSHIT!" Phyra screamed. "We'll figure it out. We aren't going to just give up on them, Uncle Leo. I don't care if I have to kill the damn dragon myself. He is not taking them away." Her voice was full of bravado and rang with conviction.

Ummm, Phy? Did you just say dragon?

Nah… Chris, she said 'nagging'. Aunt Paige must be bugging her about homework again.

No, Wyatt, I clearly heard dragon.

"That's right. I said dragon. That's who has you. He's a former member of the Hounds of Hell, now a rogue agent." Phyra said aloud, bringing Wyatt & Chris up to date.

The Hounds of Hell? That can't be right. They're an internal group. They aren't demonic, they just collect souls. Neutral beings like the Angel of Death.

"No, Chris. His name is Nogard. He trained with the Hounds of Hell, but defected before he actually joined them. He's super powerful. He'll only get stronger too, because the full moon is in two days." Leo spoke aloud, using his white lighter ability to send the thoughts to Chris and Wyatt at the same time he spoke to everyone in the attic.

The full moon? Damn. Dad, is he the prophesied one?

"Yeah, Chris. He is."

What was Phy so upset about? Something about giving up on us?

"Wy, the Elders put a magical protection spell on all dragons because they're so highly prized. Uncle Leo just said that we can't vanquish it! If we can't vanquish it, how are we supposed to save you?" Phyra's eyes filled with tears.

Phy…stop it. There's no crying in magic, remember?

Wyatt's voice teased her, reminding her of her first day at Magic School when an older boy had looked up her skirt. Wyatt had picked her up, wiped her tears, told her there was no crying in magic, and then had shown her how to channel her fire power to encircle the boy in a ring of fire until he promised never to do it again.

"Ok, Wy. So do either of you have any ideas?"

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Chris looked at his brother through the bars of his cage. Wyatt stared back at him just as silently.

Hello? Is my power gone or something? Answer me! Do you guys have any ideas? Phyra's voice was insistent and worried in their minds.

Yeah, Phy. Get to work on a potion to neutralize these cage walls. If you can destroy the cage, then we'll be free and won't have to worry about a dragon vanquish. Chris sent his thoughts out, fully aware that the cage was most likely magic proof, and wouldn't be easy to dismantle.

"Hello my little puppets. Tell me, how does it feel knowing that you are going to be responsible for the destruction of your family?"

"Hello, Nogard. How do you feel knowing that you'll be the first dragon in centuries to be killed?" Chris responded pleasantly. He watched happily as Nogard's face darkened and filled with rage.

"How do you know me? And how do you presume to kill me? I am unstoppable." He sent a fireball flying at the cage Wyatt was in. The evil power penetrated the cage, and Wyatt ducked to avoid being hit.

Wyatt laughed humorlessly. "Didn't you know? You've captured the walking, talking demon dictionary. There's nothing Chris doesn't know about evil."

"No one knows that much about evil. No one knows that much about me."

"I do. I know that you're the sixth son of the sixth son born on the blue moon. I know that you are the prophesied one. The one that has all three of your families' powers." Chris recited it in a flat, bored tone.

"SHUT. UP." Nogard roared, flames coming from his nostrils, before being quickly extinguished. "It doesn't matter what you know. Either way, you will die. I will have the Power of Three. It will only serve as an extra power boost to my already unlimited supply. Then I will not only be the prophesied one, but the true and rightful Source of All Evil."

"You'll be nothing. Nothing except an extinguished flame. Let us out now, while you still have a chance. You don't want our family here in your lair. They will destroy you and it." Wyatt threatened in a low growl.

"You can't vanquish me. I'm a dragon. Your very own elders protect me. Or didn't you know?" Nogard sneered at both brothers. "Your father in an elder, isn't he? Ironic, how he's going to be blamed by your family for the choice they have to make."

"We know all we need to know. There is no power stronger than that of the Halliwell line. There are no witches smarter, faster, more capable or more powerful than our family. They will get us out of here. And when they do, they will crush you; dragon or not." Chris sent the thought telepathically to his family as he shouted it at Nogard.

"Chris is right. You think that's just hype. Well you just wait and see. Our family is going to come charging in here, guns blazing and potions flying. See you made a major mistake. If all you wanted was the Power of Three, you should have attacked them like every other demon. The fact that you were dragon may have saved you then. It won't save you now. Now you've pissed off the most powerful witches in history. So I've only got one question. How fast can you run?" Wyatt's voice was cocky and sure, taunting the dragon.

"Faster than you can save yourselves. There is only one way to get inside those cages; Pure evil. Do you know anyone who is purely and completely evil? Well, anyone who would be willing to save you that is? Face it. You will die here, just like the rest of your family." Nogard flickered out with his statement.

Chris and Wyatt stared at each other for a second. Do we know any demons who might be interested in working out a deal?

What about Cole? Or Maya? They both have demon blood; either should be able to penetrate an evil barrier. Leo's voice immediately responded.

No! No, this has to be pure evil. If there's any good in this demon, the cage will repel it, I'm sure of it. We need a full-fledged demon; one that has no conscience or moral code. Chris answered quickly.

"Crap! Too bad you got rid of Barbas a couple months ago. He'd be perfect!" Phyra's sarcasm shone through even telepathically. "Or, I know how about we go on the internet and look up demonic beings for hire! Cuz, so many demons are going to want to help US!"

Chris and Wyatt stared at each other for a few seconds.

Phy, you're awesome. We need a Phoenix. They are evil witches for hire! They generally don't care who they work for as long as they get paid.

Leo instantly started to reject the plan. "No way, Chris. There are so many variables there. Double crosses, outright refusal to help us, the possibility that they're already working for someone trying to rid the world of the Charmed Ones… we can't risk it." Leo hesitated. "Did you forget about the last time you dealt with a Phoenix, Chris? She bound your powers and took you back to your other future. This isn't an option we want to explore right now."

Chris trained his eyes above his head staring up at the ceiling. That was a different time, Dad. It was a different circumstance. I know you guys didn't trust her, but Bianca…she wasn't all bad. She had no choice but to double cross me. She paid for it, remember. She paid with her life. But we're not talking about Bianca. We're talking about your average Phoenix. And the average Phoenix is just a magical hit man for hire. It's a risk I'm willing to take.