Chapter Three

A Demon and a Seer

Venar stood in a many chambered cave along with the Seer and several other demons. He, like most demons, resembled a human. He had short, spiked black hair, dark hazel eyes, a very light five-o'clock-shadow, and wore a black cloak that trailed behind him. Waves of fear and hate emanated from his body and all the demons could feel them, even with their lack of emotions.

The Seer had dark skin like the first Seer and long black hair like the second. She wore a bright red tunic with a long red cloak that she hugged close to her body.

"Sir?" A demon asked stepping forward. Venar turned to face him, waves of hate flashing the demon's direction. "Um.. Some of us were wondering, when will we be able to crush the Charmed Ones?"

"When the time is right!" Venar hissed in sinister voice.

"But if we wait any longer then they will get back their lost sister!" The demon shouted and a few other voice their agreement. "We fear for our survival!"

"Survival?" Venar shouted. "You should be more worried about this!" With a wave of his hand the demon who had spoke and the others who had voiced their opinions were instantly destroyed in a blast of fire. "Anyone else have any questions?" Venar yelled facing the remaining demons.

Just then a new demon shimmered in. He was covered in flames and screaming: "The eldest sister has returned!" And then he exploded.

For a moment no one spoke.

"Seer!" Venar shouted.

"It's true my lord," The Seer said. "The fourth sister has indeed returned."
"Were doomed!" A demon screamed.

"Shut up!" Venar yelled as the demon exploded. "We can still make this plan work! Seer what of the youngest?"

"Paige, is unsure. She is uneasy with the idea that Prue has returned and that she could very well loose her place in The Power of Three."

"Then we just have to make her more on edge!" With that Venar bursted in to flames and vanished.

The Seer smirked and vanished in a glisten of light.

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Venar flamed into a large office room. He stood in front of a desk with the words "CEO CLAR" written on the name plague. The wheelie chair was turned away from Venar and looking out the window.

"Clarzar!" Venar hissed. The chair instantly spun around to reveal a young man in a tux. In his hand he held a ball of fire.

"Oh, Venar, it's you!" The man replied and extinguished the fire ball.

"I need your help," Venar said.

"How?"

"I need your power of mental suggestion."

"What!" Clarzar shouted, another fire ball appearing in his hand.

Venar lunged forward and Clarzar threw the fire ball. The fire ball flew past Venar and smashed in to a cabinet, which burst in to flames. Venar grabbed Clarzar's throut and suddenly his hand started to glow.

"Your power is mine!" Venar hissed as his hand stopped glowing. Then with a flick of his wrist Venar set Clarzar on fire. He started to scream in pain, which due the attention of his secretary.

"Mr. Clar?" The secretary asked as she opened the door, just missing Venar flame away. She screamed in fear seeing her boss on fire and then he suddenly exploded. "HELP!" The secretary screamed.

Venar flamed back in, just in front of the secretary. He waved his hand in front of her face and hissed "Jump out the window!" Then he flamed away again.

The secretary stopped screaming and ran toward the window, leaped out and fell, twenty stories, down to the sidewalk.