I'm still reeling from the series finale of Charmed. I've watched it about a million times, each time noticing something I didn't the time before. As embarrassing as it is, I find that I'm still crying every time I watch it, even though now I know what's gonna happen. Oh well…
chyp: Thanx!
Outside, a large scale battle ensued between a group of demons and the freed witches. The witches outnumbered the guards almost threefold, but somehow seemed to be fighting a losing battle. With the demons' power of deflection, they proved invulnerable from a distance, forcing many of the witches to engage in hand to hand combat. With many of the witches relying heavily on their powers, they found themselves at a disadvantage against the trained guards.
Matthew and James rushed past the melee, making a point to return and help as soon as they found Wesley. They dodged green energy balls, fireballs, bolts of lightning, and all kinds of other projectiles as they traversed the land, passing by all the housing quarters before finally arriving at the medical building.
It was a large, stone-gray edifice that stood at least ten stories tall. None of the four sides contained a single wall or any kind of opening to the outside, save for a small door at the front of the building. James stepped forth and nearly broke the door from its hinges with his power as Matthew ran in, leading the way.
"I don't know where it is exactly," Matthew said, suddenly stopping. "I had my eyes closed the whole time."
"How are we supposed to know where to go?" James asked. "Why were your eyes closed anyway?"
"It's a long story," Matthew snapped, scratching his head. "Think, think, think…"
"Why don't we ask?" James suggested.
"By now I'm sure they all know about us," Matthew said. "If you had an incinerator, where would you put it?"
"I don't know," James said. "The basement?"
"Worth a shot," Matthew said, heading for the nearest flight of stairs. "Let's go!"
They jumped down the stairs, two and three at a time, hurrying as quickly as they could. Upon reaching the very bottom, they stopped. Rows of doors stretched seemingly infinitely in both directions. None of the doors had any identifying labels on them, making it impossible to guess.
"Split up?" James asked.
"No," Matthew said. "Use your power to find him. Try to send yourself to his presence or something."
James closed his eyes and imagined himself standing next to Wesley. Matthew watched as his body went limp briefly before jerking back into motion. James opened his eyes and saw Matthew in his left field of vision and Wesley in his right. He looked around and saw the demons that Matthew described, advancing upon James. Wesley was bound and gagged, struggling fiercely on the steadily moving conveyor belt. James kicked one of the demons into the other before opening the door. He looked out and saw Matthew and himself way off in the distance.
"Down here!" he shouted, waving his hand before being snatched back inside by a demon.
The original James shook his head as if he had just come out of a daze and looked at Matthew, who nodded back. They dashed down the hall in the direction of James' clone, who had disappeared in the midst of fighting, and reached the door in five minutes. Matthew opened the door and immediately closed it as a large green energy ball threatened to disintegrate him. He grabbed James and went to plan B. They phased through the wall and took the guards by surprise. James embraced the opportunity and threw the two demons against a wall while they were off guard. Matthew hurried to Wesley and removed his collar and freed his restraints, helping him off the slowly moving belt.
"Took y'all long enough," Wesley huffed, removing the strap of cloth from around his mouth.
"You're welcome," Matthew said.
The two younger brothers joined James and together they easily overpowered the two demons, mostly due to James' and Matthew's fighting skills, and minorly due to Wesley's cheering. In five minutes, James and Matthew had their foes subdued and at their mercy.
"What now?" Wesley asked. "Let's cook them like they were gonna cook me."
"I have a better idea," Matthew said, holding up Wesley's collar. "Let's give them a taste of their own medicine."
"Nice," James said, grabbing one of the demons and holding him still as Matthew positioned the collar around his neck. He stopped momentarily as his head spun slightly. He shook it off and continued his job. James roughly threw him onto the ground and activated the collar by pressing the button on his remote control. At once, the demon began violently jerking involuntarily. Without a second collar on hand, James quickly pointed his hand at the burning furnace and a great mass of flame burst forth from it. At James' gesture, the swirling mass of fire looped around the two helpless guards and engulfed them in a fiery blaze, vanquishing them. Again, James blew on his fingers.
"Nice job, big brother," Wesley commented. "I didn't know you could do that. So how do we get out of here?"
"We still have business," Matthew said. "We need to free the rest of the people with collars and put an end to this whole thing once and for all."
"Don't we need the Book for that?" James asked. "Didn't it have a spell or something for this?"
"I don't remember," Matthew said. "We'll just have to improvise."
"Aww," Wesley complained. "Can't we do things by the Book just once!"
