A/N: I'm so sorry! These past few weeks have been crazy, with finals coming up and everything! You know, I have at least three major projects due next week and two-thirds of them involve money and cameras? Agh! My teachers have been pilling on the work and my Mom has only allowed me two hours every two hours for the Internet/computer (I don't have my own), because I have to "share." So I only have a limited amount of time for homework (which isn't enough anyway). This chapter really sucks and again, my deepest apologies. And before I forget, in a reply to a question I got from Ed about continuing Charmed, Season 2, FFN won't allow me to continue posting it. I don't know why. HOWEVER, I will continue posting it on my Charmed board, which you can find the link to in my user profile. I'm working on getting all of the alternate first season (Charmed, Season 1) up first, in case FFN find and takes that one down too. Then I'll be posting what I had originally posted for Charmed, Season 2, followed by the new chapters. Unfortunately I haven't gotten that all done, because of the extensive school work that I've had lately. So if you're still interested in reading Charmed, Season 2, please bare with me.

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Chapter 7: Warlock And Key

"You are not getting away that easy, bitch!" Piper fumed, throwing at her hands and narrowly missing an explosive blast that would've sent her sister flying into the rock cavern.

A bit harsh with the language, don't you think? The witchlighter mentally grumbled, holding out her palm. She could feel Phoebe's invisible arm right next to her's, as a bubbling hydrokinetic ball began to form above her palm.

It's all show, Piper mentally replied. Her face however, never registered sympathy. She was good at playing the pissed card.

Somehow I think this role is too good for you. The whitewitch replied through thought. At that point, she felt her psychic sister lightly tug at her arm, rearing it back as Phoebe brought the hydrokinetic sphere back.

"Water ball!" Leo/Paige bellowed, holding out a hand expectantly.

On cue, the whitelighter-witch used her advanced teleorbing ability to orb the hydrokinetic bubble into her brother-in-law's awaiting hand, without the power of her voice.

As the sphere materialized in Leo/Paige's hand, the whitelighter hurled it back at the duo, knowing it would never make it there.

"Stupid witch," Paige/Huldra growled, throwing out her arm as her invisible sister conjured gale force winds, redirecting the water ball and sending Leo/Paige flinging into the rocky cavern.

Get ready to blast! Phoebe thought, as she wrapped her invisible arms around Paige/Huldra's waist and they dissolved into pelting raindrops.

Phoebe, I don't think this is-

Sorry Pipe, but a witch's gotta do what a witch's gotta do! Phoebe thought, as icy rain began to fall from seemingly nowhere, which slowly formed into a high powered blast. The water rocket launched at Piper, blasting her with full force into the rustic walls before reforming into the invisible sister and Paige.

Phoebe! Piper raged, clenching her jaw as she exploded the ground under Paige/Huldra and Phoebe, blasting them in different directions.

Nice one, Piper! Phoebe glared, although nobody could see it. You've blown Paige and I apart!

I've got it covered! The witchlighter thought, as she dissolved into orbs.

What the hell are you doing? You're going to blow our cover! Piper panicked, as she ran towards the orbs.

Look at Leo, the witchlighter answered, before the orbs vanished.

Piper swiveled around to see Leo/Paige squinting in Paige/Huldra's direction.

"Agh!" Paige/Huldra cried dramatically, as her body rematerialized smacking into the opposite end of the cave. "How did you do that, witch? Your powers aren't strong enough!" She crawled to her feet. A potion, Leo, a potion!

"W-well," Leo/Paige stuttered, "that's what a power multiplying potion will do for you!"

We could've done without the stutter, but other than that, it was pretty good. Paige/Huldra motioned to the puddle of water from the earlier water sphere attack.

Taking the cue, Phoebe narrowed her invisible eyes and the water began to bubble and hiss as it arose from the ground and gradually began to take shape into a ball again. Then she thrust out her hand and sent the globe barreling at Leo/Paige. Orb, Leo!

Acting as Paige had doneall too many times before,the whitelighter's hands flew upand the angelic guardiandissolved into glowing bulbs of light, just missing the water sphere.

Okay Piper, we've been at this for a while now. Where's The-

As if on cue, pulsating heat waves filtered the rocky battle arena and the formation of inferno-like flames followed them, making way for the black cloaked demons that the entire Underworld cowered to.

"Huldra!" The Source bellowed. He flung out his yellowing hand and Piper was telekinetically hurled across the Underworld cavern, smacking into it with a bone chilling crack.

Leo/Paige orbed in next to Piper and slid to the floor. "Piper!" The whitelighter knew it wasn't safe to heal Piper, as it would blow their cover. So gently the angelic guardian took Piper's hand and turned a fiercely towards The Source of All Evil.

Silently, the witch-whitelighter summoned an orbing avalanche of rocks to befall The Source.

Hearing the rolling sound of crunching rocks, The Source whipped out his arm and telekinetically summoned Paige/Huldra into his grasp.

Oh, shit! Phoebe mentally cursed, as she dove into the flames which were enveloping her sister and their arch enemy.

Leo/Paige pulled Piper close and orbed them out, silently praying that when they arrived at the Manor, Piper would be okay.

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Phoebe placed a pair of clear hands to her head, rubbing her sore temples as the intense heat around her died. Where are we?

I don't know. The whitelighter-witch thought back, as she watched The Source pace towards an extravagant throne decorated in human bones and painted in a thin layer of gold. She felt herself cringe internally, as beady rubies winked in the light of the wall torches,from the sockets of the golden skulls.

The Source sank into the blood red cushion of his throne, examining Paige/Huldra carefully. He seemed to be waiting for something.

Paige/Huldra looked confused. She began to slowly open her jaw, before suddenly realizing that the demonic King was awaiting her to bow before him. Ah, crap! She allowed her head to fall to her chest and curled her body over.

"How," the demonic King sneered, "did you allow yourself to be summoned by a Charmed child?"

"Sire," Paige/Huldra rasped through gritted teeth, "it was the combined magic of a Blessed child and her witch friend. I couldn't fight their magic."

"You've resisted summoning spells before.."

"This was different," Paige/Huldra scrambled. "They used the elements. And a Blessed One's magic is far greater than a Charmed One's."

"The elements," The Source mulled. He began to strum his decaying yellow fingers across the left golden arm bone of his throne. "If they continue using such tactics, they may find a way to get to the captive Charmed sister and steal the Akashic heir."

"The Akashic heir?"

The Source's cloaked head bounced up in alarm, as his assassin appeared not to know whom he was talking about.

Realizing this, Paige/Huldra let out a sonorous laugh. "The Akashic heir won't be taken," she attempted to cover up. Silently, she hoped The Source would think that her sincere confusion had been sarcasm the entire time.

Invisible in the corner of the cavern, Phoebe silently chewed her lower lip. "The Akashic heir"? That seems so familiar. But where have I heard it before? She rubbed her temples again, attempting to access her filing cabinet of memories.

----Flashback----

Piper looked curiously towards their newest innocent, Eric. "What are the Akashic Records?"

"I knew it."

"Wait, what did you just say?" The clairvoyant inquired.

"The Akashic Records, what are they?"

"You tell me."

Phoebe looked to her older sister, casting a suspicious glance. "I'll tell you. They're a book of ancient prophecies. The future of the world down to the smallest detail hidden away and lost for centuries. But it's just a legend. How did you…"

"You're well informed," the innocent replied suspiciously.

"I read a lot. Piper, how did you know that?

"I'll tell you later. So, they want those records and they want Eric because he knows how to find them, right?"

Eric stood awkwardly. "Who are you people?"

"What if it's not a legend? Say they're real. What happens if the bad guys get these records?"

"And they use the future against us? No more us. The bad guys win."

Eric's expression faded to concern, as he turned towards the exit of the kitchen. "I gotta get my father outta there."

"No, wait, Eric!"

"He's stuck in the hospital and Dr. Stone's in on it!"

"Eric, it is not about your father anymore. It's about you. Especially if they think you know how to find the Akashic Records."

"Try and stop me."

Phoebe easily grabbed his arm and flipped him, landing him on the floorbefore ploppingdown on top of him. A tight smug formed on her face, as she glared into his eyes.

"How?"

Before Phoebe can say anything, Prue strolled into the kitchen. "Entertaining guests I see."

Phoebe glancedtowards Prue. "Hi!" She stuggles as Eric tries to throw hr off. She bobs her head and looks to her second oldest sister."Piper, could you help me out a little?"

Piper flicks her wrist and freezes the innocent.

Prue craned her head to view Eric. "Who's the cute boy?"

"He's Eric, from the hospital. Two warlocks called Collectors wants what's in his brain. The location of the Akashic Records." The psychic stood up and examined Piper, as she turned her head towards Prue, but said nothing. "It's a..."

"It's a lost text that predicts all future events. The Collectors get it, the worlds a goner. I know."

"Okay, does someone wanna tell me what's going on here?"

Prue and Piper share another look, but say nothing.

"Okay, um, Phoebe. See Piper and I didn't really know about the whole pricking thing to expose a warlock. So, we sort of cast a little hearing thoughts spell, just to find things out."

"Oh, a hearing thoughts spell?" Phoebe stared at her sisters, amused by their choice of action. After all, she'd been chewed out so many times before for casting spells without her sisters.

----Flashback----

The Source clicked his bony fingers together and two female warlocks appeared before him; one with charcoal hair and one with fiery red hair. He slid off his throne and approached them. "Mora, you specializeas a warlock's midwife, yes?"

The charcoal haired warlock bowed and nodded her head in respect. "Yes, Sire."

"Then you'll come with us," the demon King stated with finality, as he indicated himself and Paige/Huldra.

"What of me, Sire?" The fiery red haired warlock asked, as she bowed her head in respect.

"You're to attack the Charmed sisters' home and keep them busy, while we prepare for the early arrival of the Akashic heir."

The clairvoyant'sinvisible eyes broadened in a mixture of excitement and confusion. The Akashic Records! But how? I thought that the Akashic Records were hidden to good and evil alike?

TO BE CONTINUED...