They arrived at the old cannery much the way the always arrived anywhere: In a swirl of dark light.

"Let me go." Piper yelled at Ryhs as she tried to break free of him.

"Funny brother I thought the middle ones were suppose to be the quiet ones."

"I guess not." Jerome laughed, as his younger brother tried to keep his grip on Piper

He dragged her over to a room and tossed her in, closing and locking the door behind her.

"Now we wait for her sisters'" Jerome said

"Now we wait. Our destiny is about to become reality brother. We will destroy the Charmed Ones and there will be nothing to stop us from ruling the Underwolrd and All Evil."

"Just remember to kill the youngest first."

"Yes, she is the one that could destroy us in the end. That was one thing I am grateful for of all the gifts that Dragon bestowed upon me. The ability to see who would be our slayer. And as I am the youngest it too would seem that only the youngest can kill me. Others have tried I know, but only the youngest will succeed."

"So as soon as we see her."

"We kill her. That was always the downfall of the demons before us. They gave them time to prepare. Not us. As soon as they walk through the door we strike."

As Prue and Phoebe arrived at the cannery, they were worried about Piper, but they were also psyched as they always were before a fight. It was a combination of worry and fear. The worry that this may be their last fight, the worry about those that may get left behind, and the fear of the same things.

"Ok Pheebs just like we planned right. I astral in and get the lay of what's what. You and me stay out here."

"I got it Prue now can we just get going. I want Piper back."

"Ok." Bowing her head she was gone.

---

Prue astral projected into the old cannery onto the above walkway out of site from the brothers. She could see they were far enough back from the door that Phoebe and her could get in without walking directly into a trap. Question was where was Piper?

"Go get the middle one. I want her to see what we do to her sisters as they walk through the door."

"How much longer do you think Ryhs?"

"They are probably still looking through their book of magic to see who or what we are. I'd say at some point later tonight or early morning."

Little did they know that the two sisters were just outside their door.

Prue came back into her body to a very impatient Phoebe. "Well. Did you see her?"

"No, but they were just going to get her from somewhere when I came back. So the game plan is still the same."

"I got it Prue. You go in the back door when I go in the front with your astral self. I would still like to know how long you will have control of both you and astral you though. This is pretty risky."

"I don't know Phoebe. I've only been practicing it for a few weeks now. The longest that I've done it is five minutes though. That should give us lots of time, and when I do go back to my body at least the real me will be with Piper."

"Ok, but for the record I don't like this plan."

"Record noted. Now lets go get Piper."

Prue ran around to the back entrance and then astral projected to Phoebe. As she quietly walked in the front door Phoebe was nervous. She knew that so far everything was happening as she had seen in here premonition. But now she was starting to form a plan to prevent the death of her sister.

Phoebe waited till the designated time and then suddenly opened the door and walked in the cannery with Prue right beside her.

"Well, well brother look what we have here." Ryhs asked

"Looks like a couple of witches to me brother."

"That's what I was thinking. Didn't we used to hang witches?"

"That is true brother. Maybe we should hang them." Jerome offered. He had just finished getting Piper out of the room they had locked her into and he was still holding on to her.

"Let my sister go and we won't have to vanquish your ass." Phoebe told him. She actually surprised herself with how much confidence she felt saying those words.

"Big talk for a powerless witch." Ryhs said

"Powerless? Who's powerless?" Phoebe asked

"Well that would be you in more ways then one. Even if you HAD an active power you couldn't use it. But in your case I'm not too worried. Are you going to premonition me to death?" Ryhs laughed at Phoebe.

This only got Phoebe madder. This was always a sore spot for her and her sisters knew it and so did most demons. Only the smart ones never said anything. Phoebe walked up closer to Jerome.

"I'm only going to say this one more time. Let. My sister. Go." She glared at him as she put an emphasis on each word. She could see Prue out of the corner of her eye slowly and quietly making her way towards them.

"I don't think so witch. In fact I think that tonight it will be YOU that is vanquished."

"Yes you see in that my brother is right." Ryhs said as he stepped towards Phoebe. "And I think we'll start with you." He suddenly reached out and grabbed Phoebe by the arm pulling her towards him.

Phoebe was not expecting that and neither was Prue or Piper.

"Phoebe!" Prue yelled from behind them.

"What the hell?" Jerome said. Prue had distracted him long enough for Piper to get away.

"So you wanna play with magic girls? Let me show you what you're getting yourselves into." Ryhs told them still with an iron grip on Phoebe. Suddenly he started to change. The next thing they knew they were standing in front of a medieval dragon straight out of a fairy tale. With the sweep of his tale he knocked both Prue and Piper flying.

"Augh." They both said as they hit the wall.

They then watched helplessly as he tossed Phoebe in the other direction. By herself she was vulnerable, and the older two Halliwells did not like that.

Phoebe tried to keep conscious for she knew that if she lost it then her premonition would come true. Luckily with that knowledge on her side she knew what would happen after he had knocked her sisters to the wall. So when he threw her she tucked and rolled. Mind you, it still didn't help the sharp pain that ripped though her shoulder. She watched as he picked up Piper and tossed her aside again. Then he turned to Prue.

"Wanna see my best magic ever?" he asked her as he shot a flame at her. She jumped out of the way just in time.

As Phoebe watched this she knew that she had very little time to react or Prue was dead. She got up and brushed herself off and called out to him. She knew that it was stupid, but it was the only way to get his attention away from Prue.

"Hey Flame breath. Is that all you got? And you say I'm the one with the weak power." Phoebe egged him on.

He stopped in his pursuit of Prue and turned slowly towards her. "You just never know when to quit do you? Well let's see if that can be solved once and for all." He reached out for Phoebe who ducked under his short dragon arm.

"Phew!! Oh you know, you need a bath." She taunted him

"Phoebe come here." Prue yelled out to her sister. She knew that they had met their match that day and just wanted them all to get the hell out of there, before one of them lost their life.

But Phoebe didn't come. She continued to taunt the dragon. Only making him madder.

"I should have just killed you. My brother said that was all I had to do to be rid of you three. But no, I thought that I could play with you a bit first. And maybe go after your sister. But you knew that didn't you?"

"You only wish you had me figured out don't you?"

"Time to die witch." Ryhs said. He had Phoebe backed into a wall. There was no escape. She could feel his breath on her skin he was so close. But close enough for Phoebe.

"You shouldn't talk like that. Things may find themselves reversed. And in case you missed my meaning. You are the one about to die." She replied

Unbeknownst to her sisters, Phoebe had brought along the knife that used to belong to Cole. She had every intention of taking down that dragon that night, even if it meant her life doing so. Using all the strength that she could muster, she did the only think she could. She ran forward and leaped up. Striking the dragon in the heart with the astheme.

He screamed in pain thrashing himself about wildly, with Phoebe still clinging to the knife. Suddenly she felt herself flying across the room at great speed knowing that there was nothing that she could do. She hit the wall and slid down, only this time she lost consciousness.

---

Prue had made her way over to Piper and helped her up. They had started for the door when they saw what Phoebe was doing. Prue had called her sister but got no reply; she was doing something that had her full attention and nothing was going to stop her. Then everything seemed to go in slow motion for them. The dragon had Phoebe backed against the wall. There was no escape. Suddenly their sister moved quickly and accurately, reaching forward thrusting the astheme into the dragons heart. She hung on to the knife as he thrashed about in pain. Then they watched in horror as Phoebe lost her grip on the knife and flew through the air crashing into the wall.

"Phoebe!" they both hollered out. Getting no response they panicked and started to head towards their baby sister.

"You killed my brother." Jerome called out with a rage as he slowly watched Ryhs change back to his human self and gasp for breath, the knife still sticking out of his chest.

"You brought this on yourselves." Prue said. "Don't let the evil that held you prevent us from helping our sister." She stared at him, waiting for him to do something foolish.

He looked up at them with sad eyes. He knew that when his brother died he would too. It was part of the curse. "Go. We too used to carry that love for each other." He turned back to his brother. "I love you Ryhs." And with that his brother died. In a rush of wind that ashes of both brothers were going.

Prue and Piper ran over to Phoebe, Piper a bit slower then Prue, as she was trying to still recover from her second throw against the wall.

"Pheebs? Come on baby don't you give up on us." Piper said as she cradled Phoebes head in her lap.

After a few minutes of silence Phoebe started to come around.

"Oh god Phoebe you scared us." Prue said

"Are you ok?" Piper asked her baby sister

"I will be. Did I get him?" she asked weakly

"You got him." Prue answered her. "But that we will talk about later. Let's go home." She helped Phoebe get up and between the three of them they helped each other out of the old cannery.

The drive home started quiet but soon turned into an eruption when Prue had asked Phoebe why she didn't come when they were trying to get out.

"I had a job to do Prue." Phoebe answered defensively

"I thought we agreed that when it looked like it was getting out of hand and we had Piper that we would leave."

"I had a back up plan."

"What do you mean you had a back up plan?" Prue asked with some irritation as she turned and looked at her younger sister.

"I knew that I had to kill him Prue. It was the only way."

"Only way what? To get yourself killed!" Prue was furious. How could Phoebe put her life in danger like that? Did she not care what happened to her?

"Actually I thought it would be a good way to rid this world of that monster." Phoebe replied with just as much harshness that Prue had used. She was about to tell them about her premonition when they pulled into the driveway.

"Prue." Piper said quietly. She was sore and stiff from here meeting with a brick wall; twice. The last thing she wanted to do right then was mediate a fight between her sister.

"No Piper. She crossed the line. She could have gotten killed and us for that matter."

"Prue I'm not saying what she did was right or wrong. I'm just saying let's not blow things out of hand here."

Prue looked at Piper and understood what she was saying but she was too mad at Phoebe right then to see it clearly. She got out of the jeep and headed after Phoebe.

Piper sat in the jeep a bit longer knowing what was about to happen in the Manor. She couldn't face that right now. I just wanted to soak in a nice hot bubble bath and relax. If I go in there now that will never happen. she thought to herself as she slowly opened the door to her jeep.

They had been successful in vanquishing another demon. But what would happen in the Manor that night would head them down a path that no demon could ever do. A Path of guilt, pain, and loss.

The end.