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Disclaimer: See Chapter One
Date: October 31 - November 1, 2032
Author's Note: Thank you to all the reviewers! Here is Chapter Five. Chapter Six will be up soon. Enjoy.!
Chapter Five: The Witch Is Back
Sanderwas silently observing the masses as they danced to the music at P3. He was not having a good time though. He wanted Mike to be there, but once again Mike was with a charge. It is always the same charge, Marla Herring. Sander met Marla Herring, once before. She was a stunningly beautiful witch with the power of telepathy. God only knows what she is capable off. He was filling a patron's drink when it hit him full force. His eyes perked up, and his mind slowed down. He saw Greg on the floor, calling for him and Pru. Sander threw the vodka bottle down, and ran to find his sister.
Pru was sitting in an alcove, sipping a soda. Melinda, Warren and Halli were sleeping on a couch. Pru was startled when she saw Sander running, a task he barely does unless necessary.
"What is it?" She asked worriedly.
"Greg, he just called for us. He is in trouble." Sander said, as he held onto his sister's arm and urged her to orb, which she responded to.
The two of them swirled in the living room, and were shocked to see what havok was in the room. Pictures were smashed, the mirror was no longer there. Scorch marks were all over the walls, and the television was in several pieces.
"I think we are missing a window." Pru said, as a breeze hit her neck.
"Where the hell is Greg?" Sander asked, as he looked around the room. He walked into the foyer, and Greg wasn't there.
"Where was he when you heard his call?" Pru asked.
"Right here. Damn it, look at this house, he put up a fight."
"I'm going to check upstairs." Pru said, as she ran up the stairs.
Sander cautiously watched the room around him. He was looking for any sign of Greg.
He heard a creak, and turned around, and saw a puddle of blood. He scanned his mind, to remember what it was he saw in his sense, but he didn't remember Greg bleeding.
"I can't find him." Pru said, as she swirled in.
Sander turned around to face her. "Where is he? And whose blood is this? I don't remember him bleeding." Fear etched on his face.
"I'm gonna do a run through, to see if I can get a vision." she said, as she started to walk around touching broken glass, to see if she could see what exactly happened here.
The phone rang. Sander answered it.
"Hey, Joe, how are you?" Sander said into the receiver to his bar manager. 'What do you mean the kids are alone?" he said angrily. "Okay, take them home with you, and I'll pick them up later. We can't find Greg." a pause. 'Thank you Joe." Sander clicked the end button, and placed the phone in his back pocket of his jeans.
"Cole left the kids alone." Sander said, to Pru, who was concentrating, when her form shifted, she was in a vision.
Premonition
"Pru! Sander!" Greg called out as he collapsed on the ground.
Greg was laying on the floor motionless, when a demon shimmered in.
Cole...
Cole was in his demon form standing over Greg, as he reached forward and touched Greg's arm, and shimmered out, Greg was gone.
Premonition Fades
Pru dropped the piece of the bathroom door, into a pile, as tears came to her eyes. Sander didn't know what was happening. His mind was racing.
"I know why Cole left the kids alone." she said silently.
"Why?" Sander said, becoming the overprotective uncle.
"He was here. He shimmered out with Greg. I think my husband is evil." she said in shock, as she fainted.
It was six o'clock in the morning, when Pru finally came too. Her eyes squinted to take in her surroundings. She saw the damage in the house, and the night came flooding back to her. She saw Sander sitting at the coffee table telekinetically flipping through the Book of Shadows. He looked like he was up all night. His coffee cup was empty, and Pru could see a pad of paper near the Book with a vanquishing spell.
"Hey you." she said, as she got up off the couch, and sat on the floor next to him.
"Hey, are you alright?" he asked.
"No. My husband is dead when we find Greg." she said, as she looked over some of the spells.
"I can't find Greg through scrying." Sander said, "Or this book."
"Sander, calm down. Go take a shower, and I'll take over." she said soothingly, as Sander got up and headed upstairs. She started flipping furiously through the Book. Her heart was full of emotions: fear, hate, and the sting of betrayal.
Sander walked up the stairs. His blue eyes caught a picture on the wall. It was a portrait of the family. Pru was probably about four, so he would be three. He didn't remember ever taking the photo. He turned to go up the attic stairs. He opened his door, and telekinetically maneuvered his drawers, and took out a clean pair of clothes. He knew it was personal gain, but he thought that maybe, a demon would come, and he could use the demon to lead him to his brother.
"Greg, I will find you." he said to no one. He had tried to use his sensing power to contact his brother, but nothing happened.
Fifteen minutes later, Sander was in his room finishing getting dressed, when he heard his sister calling him. He threw a hat on, and ran down the stairs. She was standing over the book.
"What is it?" he asked rapidly.
"This!" she said with a tone in her voice, that Sander couldn't place an emotion with.
He looked at the book, and read what was their.
The Charmed Ones, the most powerful group of witches in the world, are destined for greatness. However, their children are to take over before they are prepared to do so. With the death of the middle Charmed One, the children will be granted their powers, and the responsibility that hereby is implied. However, you mustn't be fooled. A liar lives among you. He will be known to you in sight. That is all that can be said in regards to the Charmed Ones. The four Charmed children, Halliwell, Warren, Melinda and the infant will be the only ones who can stop the death of the middle Charmed One. Blessed Be.
Sander felt sick. Pru was angry. They recognized the handwriting as their mothers.
"What does this mean?" Sander asked.
"It means that Greg is destined to die, and our kids have to save him. That we have a liar among us, and we will know him through sight, or premonition." Pru said angrily.
"Cole." Sander said simply.
"Sander, go pick the kids up, while I take a shower and change into something more appropriate for kicking my husband's demon ass into the next century." Pru said, as she orbed out, and Sander grabbed his keys.
A half hour later, Sander pulled up in front of the pink Victorian, and climbed out. He went around to the sidewalk, and opened the door, and the three children exited, and headed up to the house.
"Now, I need the three of you to go upstairs, and change into something comfortable. Sweat pants, tee shirts, jeans whatever. Then come downstairs to the living room." he dictated, as he opened the door. The night's destruction staring back at him.
"Oh my goddess. What happened?" Halliwell asked as she climbed over a piece of the bathroom door.
"A demon, now go and do what I told you to do." he said, and they did just that.
Pru was in the kitchen making a potion. The potion was on the stove, bubbling and purple. It smelled foul.
"What are you making?" Sander asked, as he took notice of the ingredients on the table, and concluded that it wasn't for him to eat.
"The Belthazar Vanquishing Potion. I might have to use it." she said tearfully.
"That potion requires part of Cole's skin, and we got none."
"Well, I consulted the Book, and it never really said it had to be skin. Just something with his DNA. So I went into our bathroom, and found toe nail clippings." she smiled.
"Okay, Sander add them please." she said, as Sander placed the clippings into the potion. The potion bubbled, and exploded sending Sander tumbling backwards onto the ground.
"Sorry." she laughed knowingly.
"You knew that was going to happen." he accused.
"Me?" she said with innocent sarcasm.
"Okay, why did you have me get dressed in sweats?" Melinda asked as she entered the kitchen, with her brother and cousin.
"Living room, you three, Now!" Sander said as Pru bottled the potion into two vials.
Once in the living room, the three witches and Pru and Sander, sat down on the couch, and looked at each other. Pru instantly started to explain the situation to them. Each gasped, Halli cried when she heard of her father, and Melinda became angry towards hers.
"We are returning your powers." Sander said.
"However, they can't be used for personal gain or outside of demon battles, do you understand me?" Pru said, as each of the kids nodded their heads.
"Say this spell." Sander said as he used his power to slide the book over to them.
"Powers of the witches rise,
Course unseen across the skies,
Come to us who call you near,
Come to us and settle here!"
Three white orbs filled the room, and flew around in quick motions, looking for an owner. There was a strong gust of wind, and a crash of lightening in the room. The three orbs stopped circling, and went directly into each of the three kids.
'Vase!" Melinda screamed, as a flower vase was enveloped in orbs and came to her outstretched hand. Warren shimmered to the other side of the room, as Halli threw the vase Melinda called for into the air, and froze it.
"The witch is Back." Melinda said with a smile.
Yes, I know that the title of this chapter is the title of the 1.9 episode of Charmed. Chapter six will come soon..I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter, with its many twists. Review!