Pamela walked up the steps to the kitchen. She felt exhausted, hungry, and clammy. Pamela thought that Cole had over did it that day. She refilled her water bottle and put it in the refrigerator. The house was empty and eerily quiet.
"Well, what to do now?" She asked herself. She soon decided that she would take a quick shower then read her book from Scott.
Pamela was halfway through and completely engrossed in her book. Then her empathy powers kicked in; she bookmarked her book and set it on the coffee table in front of her. Standing, she looked around. It looked normal, and quiet, and eerie. A floorboard creaked from upstairs, making her jump. Quickly she covered her mouth keeping her from letting out a shriek. Pamela slowly uncovered her mouth after another creak sounded. She heard orbing sounds behind her. It was Prue. (Paige or one of the brothers probably orbed her from somewhere).
"Oh, Pam! He-" Pamela whipped around so fast Prue swore she was a blur. When Prue blinked a few times she realized that Pamela had her hand over her mouth.
Pamela removed her hand and put a finger to her lips, "Shh. Whisper." She said quietly.
"Why are we whispering?" Prue asked quietly. Pamela pointed to the ceiling, and another creak sounded. Prue's eyebrows were raised, and her facial expression said, 'Oh. Are they demons?' Pamela led Prue up the stairs as quietly as possible, and stopped every time they made a creaking sound.
They soon reached the attic. Voices were very clear, and angered.
"I told you! Deathmoore wants us to stay with his plan!" Yelled a hoarse voice, definitely male.
"I don't care what he said Shaft! I say we just kill the witch!" Yelled a female voice. There was a short silence. Prue took that moment to tell Pamela that they had to orb in there to I.D. the demons. Pamela agreed and they orbed out. They orbed behind some boxes just in time to hear the next thing said.
"Kaffa, listen. I know he killed your brother; we will avenge him. But not now, now we need to get this one witch out of the way. Ok?" Said the demon named Shaft. Kaffa looked away, and clenched her fists.
"Fine, but this one witch. Just this one. Then we are going to destroy Deathmoore." She growled. Shaft looked at her with tender eyes.
"Kaffa, Jroame was my best friend. I want to avenge him as much as you do. Now please lets get this one task over with." Shaft held out his hand.
"Manipulating her won't be easy." Kaffa glared at the hand and shimmered out. Shaft sighed and did the same.
Pamela let out an exaggerated sigh, "Ok, now we know what the plan is lat get to work countering it." She said walking out from their hiding place.
Prue followed Pamela over to the Book of Shadows, 'How in the world are they going to manipulate her?' She thought to her self. A whole wash of confusion, and worry engulfed Prue.