Of course I was able to watch the series finale of Charmedand I gotta tell y'all…I'm not really too much of a person to just be overly emotional, but somehow I found myself crying like a baby during most of the show! Not one of the more proud moments in my life, but I guess it happens after you've faithfully watched the show every week for the past eight years. Sundays will never be the same again for me… Anyway, here's another story chapter! Fortunately, this series will live on for a little while more!
chyp: Thanx!
In an instant, the group of seven demons jumped up from their seats and converged on the two imposters, but somehow they were all thrown into the air and away from their victims, who stood up and removed their caps.
"Two of the Complete," one of the fallen demons shouted. "Sound the alarms!"
"I don't think so," James said.
He whipped his hands out as if he were drawing a gun in a duel. Suddenly, the remote controls of all the demons flew off of their owners' belts and into Matthew's hands, where he promptly destroyed them by smashing them on the floor. He proudly blew on the tips of his fingers like a cowboy would on smoking guns.
"Do you really think you can take on seven of us at once?" one of the guards asked.
"Only one way to find out," Matthew said.
Two of the demons simultaneously flung green energy balls from their hands at James, who effortless used his telekinesis to deflect them away. He waved his hands in a dismissive manner at the two demons, but an all too familiar flash of light rebounded his attack and he found himself soaring through the air and crashing onto the floor. Matthew used his phasing power to pass through an energy ball that a demon threw at him, and he jumped into the air, extending his foot. It connected solidly with its target and the demon fell to the floor, dazed. He continued his hand to hand combat, as it proved to be the best way for either of them to successfully attack.
James regrouped and ran to the other demons, who all threw more green energy balls at him. While still running, he thrust his hand in front of him and the green projectiles immediately changed their course and flew back to their owners, who easily dodged them. As they retook their stances, James already had one of the demons on the ground with one powerful punch to the face. He winked at the others as he approached them with fire in his eyes.
Although the odds stood against James and Matthew, the seven demons proved less of a challenge than they had hoped. The two of them managed to defeat them all in less than twenty minutes. Wiping their hands, they rechecked their work, making sure that all seven were out cold and that the remotes were properly destroyed.
"That's that," James said. "I'm glad you got the message."
"I'm surprised you were able to think of something like that," Matthew replied. "I guess maybe our powers are growing or something."
"It took me a while to figure something out like that," James admitted, "but I knew that they couldn't have thought of everything. Then it hit me; they separate us by how many powers we have under control. Since your premonitions are random, I thought that I could kinda plant one in your head."
"I don't think I'd ever be able to think outside the box like that," Matthew said. "Maybe our powers are getting stronger."
"That," James said, "or we're just getting better at this. Where's that one who went to the bathroom?"
"That's weird," Matthew said. "He said he was going to take a piss, unless…"
"Wesley!" they both shouted together.
"We better take their keys," James suggested to Matthew as he pointed at the unconscious demons that lay on the floor. "We might need them."
They ran over and snatched the keys from off the fallen demons' belts. Matthew grabbed one and immediately shut his eyes. Time seemed to stand still for a few minutes while black and white images quickly raced through his mind, telling a story of what was to be. Two demons are throwing Wesley onto a conveyor belt that leads into a large fire. His body is still shaking from the effects of the collar, and he is unable to move or speak. The demons laugh evilly as one pulls the lever down. The images faded and Matthew opened his eyes to see James, staring at him strangely. He knew that Matthew had had a premonition, but it still looked strange from his perspective. While Matthew might have been seeing pictures, James only saw Matthew take in a sharp breath, similar to when someone gets punched in the stomach, and his eyes roll into the back of his head as he closed them.
"Premonition?" James asked, holding back laughter.
"Yeah," Matthew said. "I think that guard who went to the bathroom got the others' signal and went to get Wesley. We need to get to the incinerator room before it's too late."
"The what?" James asked.
"Not a good place," Matthew said. "Just follow me."
