A/N: I'm not forgetting about Piper, Paige or Cole. A reviewer asked that focus on one storyline at a time to avoid confusion, and I've decided to follow the advice.
Angelically Charmed: Neutral Threat
From the Underworld, the Source continued to watch along with the oracle. "It's seems that Declan's ability to manipulate her mind is working very well". So well in fact that she was turning against her angelic sisters.
"Don't underestimate them," the Source replied, "Angelic magic is very strong"
"So strong that it can conquer a destined love?" The oracle waved her hand over her seeing crystal again bringing a vision of Delcan and Amanda together from the future. It was the same vision that Prue had seen in Melinda's Warren's garden. Amanda was holding a babe in her arms, with Declan looking on lovingly.
"The child is not destine to be born for another thirteen years, I cannot wait that long!"
"At the rate that destiny's magic is working you may not have too" The oracle replied reclaiming the previous scene in the manor where Amanda was still shaking Melinda in hopes of pleasing the Source of all Evil.
The Source continued to watch until he noticed Glenda sliding off of the couch. "Was is she doing?" he roared fearful that the youngest of Angelic Ones might thwart his plan.
"Not to worry, she has no active powers other than force field reflection.
"She is the guardian of the light; the keeper of eternal goodness!" The Source roared as Glenda held up her tiny little hand forming a glowing ball of light; the light of goodness.
"Amanna!" Glenda shouted causing the light to orb from her hands, striking the out of control Amanda in the back. Amanda gasped softly at the feeling of overwhelming goodness entering her body and in an instant, all of her rage over Declan's transformation into water disappeared.
"Melinda, I'm so sorry" she shuddered breaking the telekinetic hold she had on the six year old. Soothingly, she took the crying little witch into her arms, hugging her tighty.
"You called me a brat!" Ally said angrily picking herself up from the couch.
"I know" Amanda whispered softly making room for Ally in her embrace. "I'd never do anything to hurt either of you, ever" Tenderly, she kissed the tops of their heads.
"Then you's not mad at me anymore for turning your boyfriend into water?" Melinda asked shyly.
"No" Amanda smiled, "but I still want you to turn him back, but not until I say so okay?"
"O-tay" Melinda giggled watching as Amanda pulled herself upright and wandered over to Glenda scooping her up into her arms.
"That's quite some power you have there" Amanda quipped playfully blowing raspberry's onto Glenda's stomach. "Just wait until Aunt Paige here's about it" she paused for a moment. It suddenly dawned on her that they were alone in the manor "Aunt Paige! Mom? Aunt Piper?"
Underworld
The Source stood in front of the oracle hissing with rage as Glenda's face appeared in the globe "The Angel of Goodness" Followed by Austin. "The Angel of Death" then Melinda "And the Angelic Healer, giver of life! Ally's face then appeared "The Angel of Time Manipulation" and finally Amanda's. "The Angelic Warrior!"
"Th-the pr-prophecy is not s-suppose to come true for another many years!" The oracle stuttered right before the Source turned her into a smoldering pile of ash.
Strategically, Amanda placed several crystals around Declan's puddle of water, holding back into her hand. She waited to place it into position and gave Melinda a nod. Melinda knelt down to the puddle and touched it with her hand and watched as the puddle started to rise taking human shape as Amanda quickly slipped the last crystal into place forming the famous crystal cage.
"Did I do something wrong?" Declan asked with a hurtful expression as he noticed his new prison.
"Not yet" Amanda quipped, "And I want to keep it that way"
"Amanda!" Declan stepped near the edge of the charge and received a slight shock throwing him back "Why are you doing this?"
"Because I don't want you to give into evil," she replied turning her back. They were destined to be together and she would save him, just like her beloved Aunt Phoebe had saved Cole.
"YOU CAN'T FIGHT IT AMANDA NO ONE CAN!" he shouted watching her disappear into a flurry of orbs with her cousins and sisters.
1930
Francis stood over a calderon, holding an eye of newt. "Do you think there is a way to permanently incapacitate an immortal?" Despite her instructions from Death to keep Prue and her beloved alive, Francis wanted them out of the way.
"Other than your little aging trick?" Capone looked up from where he was reading his daily paper. "You're the witch, you tell me"
"Sorceress" Francis corrected dropping the eye into the pot and watching it smolder and bubble. "What do think about a stroke?"
"A stroke?" Capone neatly folded his paper and set aside favoring his trademark cigar which was sitting in an ashtray. "You really think that a stroke will permantly incapacitate a Charmed immortal witch?"
"It's the perfect idea" Francis beamed. A stroke will leave her unable to speak and move, unable to govern the Wiccan Realm!"
"Forgive me, but I don't think that's our purpose. Death and that Avatar lady said you're only suppose to test them until, their daughter destroys the demon so that she can never had his kid!"
A bright silver star appeared forming into a woman wearing a hooded brown robe.
"Speaking of avatars" Francis smiled coyly as the hooded figure raised her head.
"I understand that you now have Prue Halliwell?"
"That we do, toots" Capone jeered pulling to his feet, "now if you ladies will kindly excuse me, I have business to attend too"
The avatar and Francis remained silent until Capone had left the room.
Francis then went back to her potion "The witch has been detained as you instructed"
"And her husband?"
"I hit him with some memory parasites so that every time he thinks of Prue, his mind will be flooded of visions of me," Francis smiled wickedly.
The avatar moved forward, stepping up next to the cauldron, "I said I wanted him tested not tortured"
Francis merely smiled as she used a turkey baser to extract some of the potion into a vial. "What better way to test something than through visions of infidelity"
"Playing with his memory will do nothing to deter his love for the witch"
"And you know this for a fact?" Francis challenged gazing at her potion as it set inside a purple vial.
"As a matter of fact I do" The avatar smiled, "Their love has been said to be stronger than any magic" The avatar waved her hand conjuring her silvery star shaped light and disappeared.
"But will it survive something like a stroke?" Francis said aloud stuffing the vial in her pocket. "Prue Halliwell will rue the day she ever made love to my brother and left him to die in prison!"
Morris Home
Darryl Morris sat in his living room, watching the evening news with his feet propped up on the coffee table. His nine-year old son, Darryl Jr and wife Sheila were on their way to soccer practice giving him the opportunity to catch up on the days events.
In today's news, an inmate has died. Petty thief and con artist, Bane Jessup of the Sonoma County correctional facility apparently suffered a blunt force trauma to chest along with third degree burn marks along his torso region. An investigation has begun in this mysterious death It has also been revealed that Jessup was due to be released next fall.
"Well I'll be dammed, Jessup's dead?" The thought sent shivers up his spine in time with a burst of multicolored orbs filling his living room forming into the shapes of Amanda, Ally, Melinda, Austin and Glenda.
"Sorry Uncle Darryl" Amanda apologized looking a the startled inspector.
"Amanda?" Darryl looked at his Goddaughter curiously, " I thought Prue was going to change you back"
"Nope, Amanda is going to stay big forever!" Ally squealed, "She evened has'es a boyfriend"
Darryl held one hand up in the stop position. "I don't even want to know anymore"
"Sorry" Amanda apologized slipping Glenda's diaper bad from her shoulder. "Can you do me a favor and watch, Aussie and Glenda for me?"
"We's got witch business to do" Melinda put in an official tone before being shushed by her older cousin.
"You want me to watch Austin?" Darryl deadpanned incredulously as Amanda shoved her little sister into his arms. "What if" Darrly's voice turned into a whisper? "What if she has to do her death thing?"
"Just go with her" Amanda snorted kneeling so that she could unbutton Glenda's sweater.
"Go with her!" Darryl's voice boomed, "are you out of your mind?"
"Evidently she is" Death appeared, "Mortals are not allowed to accompany her on a spiritual quest, but not to worry, your Aunt Piper hasn't fulfilled her part of her obligation so technically death is still at stand still. Souls are just stuck in limbo, thanks to her meddaling!"
"You did something to Aunt Piper?" Amanda's crystal colored eyes grew wide and her jaw clenched.
"Not me, you" Death replied nonchalantly, smiling down at his protégée. "Casting that love spell has put her time table at a stand still"
"Love spell? What love spell?" Darryl asked suspiciously as Glenda started to wriggle in his arms.
"The one to find my Prince Charming, but it was an accident" Amanda explained, "and now I'm going to fix it."
Death looked down at his fingernails inspecting them carefully, "I doubt that"
"Is he always like this?" Darryl asked peeling his eyes at Amanda.
"Pretty, much, I think…Mom didn't really tell me before she disappeared"
"Your mother is missing?" The words pricked at Death's ears. "So then there is no parental unit to protect you and your sisters?" with no Charmed ones to guide and protect, the angelic ones would be vulnerable.
"Parental Unit?" Darryl's brows knitted even further. "Is he for real?"
"Unfortunately" Amanda droned sounding like a combination between Prue and Piper.
"I'm neutral" Death retorted, "And hopefully one day Austin will be too". With that, he disappeared in a ripple of angelic waves and reappeared in the realm of the avatars. Several of them were gathered around a large glowing triangular shaped crystal.
"The Angelic Ones are alone, this was not part of the plan!"
The plan to rid the world of both good and evil is forever changing, an elderly looking avatar replied before casting his gaze back up the crystal.
"But if the Source is able to attack the Angelic ones, that will tip the balance of good and evil!"
"So will the birth of the eternal love child!" a female avatar roared lifting her hood for a stare down with death. The futuristic child of Amanda and Declan purposed a threat to both sides as far as the avatars were concerned. Therefore they hoped to rid the world of all evil and good doers, filling it with neutrals.
"Natalie" Death's nostril's flared. He might have born a neutral being but even in death's eyes Natalie was heartless "You are the only whitelighter known to man who didn't believe in love".
"I just don't believe in love that isn't meant to be" Natalie grumbled replacing her hood. "Inform the Source, that now is the time to strike"