Sorry guys. This is an expository chapter. I swear, it's leading somewhere though! Read and review. Tell me what you want to happen. I have the basic outline plotted out but I'm totally open to suggestions.


Piper woke up in a large dark room. She was shackled to a wall. It took her a little while for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. She could make out tall walls but that was pretty much it. The only thing she was aware of was the acute cold. It wasn't so much the fact that it was cold. Because it was probably only around 50 degrees. She was used to chilly weather like that, having lived in San Francisco all her life but this cold was different. This cold was hostile and threatening, encroaching on her. She struggled against the shackles around her wrists but she realized that there were no chains. No visible ones anyway. She arched her neck sideways to look up at what was holding her. She could only see slightly glowing orange bands around her wrists. She remembered seeing something similar when Paige's ex, Glen was held hostage by some demons. He had nearly been killed by it.

Great she thought. Just what I need.

Where were her sisters? Leo? She tried twisting sideways again, to see if she could catch a glimpse of her watch, but then realized in frustration that she wasn't wearing one. She hadn't put it back on after her shower. Hell, she wasn't even wearing shoes. She looked down. Her slippers had been lost in the struggle, apparently. Shoes weren't the issue though. She wasn't wearing clothes. A shirt and a bathrobe did not count as clothes. Ah crap. She wasn't even wearing any underwear.

Stuck in the underworld with no underwear. She chuckled to herself. None of this situation was remotely funny but for some reason she found it rather amusing.

Suddenly, the cave was immersed in a sinister light. She blinked repeatedly, trying to focus. She saw a figure walking towards her. He was tall, extremely tall. He probably had a good two or three inches on Cole and he was thick, very muscular. He approached her casually. She glared at him defiantly but a flicker of fear ran through her body. She'd come across many evil beings and countless creatures but this man seemed to embody cruelty and malice.

He smirked at her absently. His eyes skimmed her, up and down, surveying his prey. Not bad. She was wearing a ridiculous looking bathrobe. But it was tied awkwardly and he could see that she had very perky breasts, even if they were smaller than he was normally accustomed to. They fit her. She definitely wasn't big, in fact, she was on the petite side. He noticed with a sly smile that she was standing on her tip-toes, trying to make herself look taller no doubt, but all it did was accentuate her excellent legs. Small ankles, shapely calves, and from what he could tell, from a gap in the robe, amazing thighs. He couldn't wait to get between them. He continued to survey her, smiling a cold, calculating smile. He was surprised at how young and fresh-faced she was. He had heard tales of the beauty the Charmed Ones possessed but he hadn't expected this. She was younger, smaller and looked almost childlike. Her face was completely bare. Not a drop of make-up and yet she was remarkably pretty. Her long hair fell in loose waves around her and the dim light emphasized the golden sheen in her glossy, chestnut hair. It framed her face perfectly. She was a knock-out. Not like some of the tall leggy blondes he'd possessed. Not at first glance anyway. She had less blatant beauty. Beautiful definitely, but not in an imposing way. Subtle. In fact, in any other setting he might have overlooked her.

Piper squirmed under his gaze. He was boring into her making her feel incredibly naked and vulnerable. She continued to glare at him. He took another step closer to her. Up until this point he'd kept a safe distance but now she could feel his hot, breath on her. Her heart began to pick up speed. He seemed to be smelling her. In fact, he was. He was inhaling her scent. The scent of witch. Powerful witch. It was the scent that he was addicted to. She swallowed painfully. She didn't want him to know how frightened she was. He picked up a lock of her hair. She flipped her head backwards, away from him. She was glaring at him, her chin pointed upwards angrily. He simply smiled at her and licked his lips. Piper tried to press herself against the wall of the cave. Letting go of her hair, the demon grabbed her jaw, squeezing her face in his hand. She struggled against him, but to no avail. He pressed his lips to hers, invading her mouth with his putrid tongue. She squirmed against him and tried to shut her mouth but his hand held her jaw open and the shackles around her wrists seemed to tighten. Piper was nearly immobilized by him but she finally managed to knee him. He simply took a step back, unharmed and with a vicious glare, backhanded her across the face.

"Stupid witch." He muttered.

For a moment Piper thought she was going to black out. The force with which he hit her was so hard, her head had snapped to the side, hitting the back of the cave. She was quite literally seeing little stars in front of her. Her face burned like someone had splashed scalding water on it. Much to her dismay, she felt tears welling up in her eyes. She bit her lip, only to taste blood. With much effort, because her head felt like it weighed a ton, she turned to look at him. He was standing casually, looking at her with mild boredom, his arms crossed across his massive chest.

"You'll learn." He muttered with cold amusement in his eyes. Suddenly another demon shimmered in next to him and murmured something into his ear. The huge demon nodded, waved his hands absently towards Piper and instantly she fell to the floor, the force of the invisible shackles, no longer holding her to the wall. Piper looked up just in time to seem him stride out of the room and two demons approaching her. Quickly she got to her feet and fixed the robe around her. The demon minions grabbed her by her arms and shimmered her out.


"What do you mean they don't know have any idea?" Phoebe cried. She was pacing across the attic.

"How can they not know?" Leo had just returned from the Elders with no new information. She was freaking out. Piper had been gone for hours now. She had leafed through the book two and a half times, scryed for her six, summoned her five and tried getting premonitions from every single article of clothing in her closet. Nothing was working. After working tirelessly all afternoon she was nowhere nearer to finding out where Piper was.

"This can't be happening." Phoebe was starting to panic. After weeks of frigid encounters with her sister and living with her in anger, it had all but vanished. When it came down to it, she loved Piper and only wanted what was best for her. That and she felt incredibly guilty for letting her get kidnapped. No matter how much Paige assured her that it wasn't her fault, Phoebe knew that wasn't true. She had frozen. She had just stood there. Piper had screamed for her to help her and she had done absolutely nothing. Was she truly that cruel and heartless? Was she really that horrible? Horrible enough to just watch her sister get kidnapped? Maybe. Maybe she hadn't frozen in fear. Maybe she had frozen because deep down she had wanted Piper to learn her lesson. Was that possible? Maybe.


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