Description: It is the end... isn't it?
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Chapter 12 Fragile
Melinda watched the darkness. She wasn't even sure if she could see anymore. All it was pain and emptiness. She could see the destruction in though her eyes, but it was like she was looking through foggy glass. She could hear the pain and screaming and death, she could smell and taste the death that was around her, but everything was faded so horribly.
But the stench of death was all around her, in her, and she couldn't breath with out wanting to chock.
But how was she breathing, how was she coughing. Her body wasn't, but she felt herself do it. She was confused and angry and tired. But she could still feel hope. She had had a plan when she started this all, just incase. She had made a plan with Toby during her last full moments of clarity after the day with her mom.
And Morana didn't know.
While Melinda was fading more and more Morana was in pain, and no matter whom she took, no matter how much fear and anger she was fed by the world, this body was burning out faster then any others.
"What is happening?" Morana screamed at the demons and minions around her in the caves. She turned to the demon that had been in charge of the ceremony a month back, "How is this happening this fast! You, scaly thing, bring me humans, I don't care who, just bring me humans and MANY! NOW!"
Morana dropped to her knees, her hands wrapped on her head. When many pairs of feet appeared in front of her she snapped her head up and saw men and women and children all shaking in fear at the sudden transplant from where ever they had been to the underworld.
Morana pulled herself up and placed her hands on the shoulders of the man who was probably the father of this family. "Your last, separate them all, and Toby, bring me the mother first, then we start with the youngest and work our way up."
You think you know me
And everything that you consider me
You think you know my name
You think you know me
And everything you get a chance to see
You think you know my face
You think you know my face
As the demons carried the bodies away, and Morana lay in her pile of furs asleep, Toby lay chained to the throne in the other room. He watched, as the creature in Melinda's body killed and he couldn't do anything to stop it. He had to play along, like he was under her thrall. It was killing him.
But this was what she had told him to do, to poison the bodies, to poison her. To help kill the goddess. He just didn't know if he could finish the job. He closed his eyes as the head demon came walking in talking to the ceremony demon.
"What is happening to the 'goddess'? Is she even a goddess?"
"Yes she IS! And I am not sure, this body is stronger then the strongest one she ever had. This one, a child of a Charmed One, should last longer, not shorter. Everything was done correctly; I have done this ceremony before, all the other times. I am as old as the goddess, she created me."
"Then why does she act like a demon being vanquished from the inside out?"
"I do not know yet."
"You had better figure out soon. She acts as though there are two inside her mind, but the witch is dead. Figure it out, or your head shall be next to those mortals. And figure out why she keeps the mortal alive."
"Keep your place demon, you can not kill me and you do not have the right to question the reasons that She keeps a pet. She does what she pleases."
Toby wasn't sure who left until the demon spoke, "She wont be soon if we have our way, that 'goddess' isn't doing anything productive, and we sure as hell don't want her to rule us, we don't need her as the source."
Toby knew that if Melinda's family didn't act soon, he was going to have to. No demons were killing her.
You think you see me
And everything that you consider me
You think I'm more than you
You think you see me
Like the way I'm strong and stand by you
But I am fragile too
I am fragile too
"Tell me why I can't blow him up again mom…"
"Because, he is the only link that we have for finding Melinda and saving her. Now, please go see what your Aunt's have come up, and then make sure that your brother hasn't killed Devon."
"Fine… yes mom… sorry."
Wyatt walked off and Pipers gaze softened and she turned back to the stove and looked at the water heating up and the potion ingredients sitting on the counter next to the stove waiting to be prepped and cooked.
"Leo, what are we going to do? I can barely feel her anymore."
Leo got up from were he had been sitting at the small kitchen table and walked over to Piper, wrapping an arm around her waist, "But you can still feel her while non of the others can. You need to keep that hope, if you don't know one else is going to."
Yeah I will be fine
As the time goes by
It may hurt at nights
But I will be fine
Yeah I will be fine
I will be just fine
"None of your plans are going to work. I have to stop Morana; it is the only way to save your sister's soul. You know this…"
"If you don't shut up I am going to ignore what my mother told me and blow you up, small pieces at a time."
"And I will not stop him," Wyatt said walking into the attic and walking over to his aunts. "What have you got?"
"Nothing sweetie," Paige said sadly looking up from the book to her tall nephew.
"What about him? Is he telling us the truth?"
"He is, we looked back and found him on the family tree. He is your cousin. So no one can kill him, you don't kill family. But you do put silence spells on them…"
"Where did he GO?"
"WHAT?"
Everyone turned and saw that a crystal was missing and that he had disappeared. Wyatt orbed out to go to the underworld to start scrying, Chris and Paige each started sensing for him, and Phoebe started to scry for him again.
They think they know me
And everything that they consider me
They think I never cry
They are thinking
While they're making up their twisted lies
She won't mind, she's nice
She is cold as ice
In the underworld, Devon walked carefully along a dark path, the crystal from his cage still seared to his hand and a vile of potion in his other hand.
The charmed ones, Wyatt and Chris orbed into the underworld close behind where Devon was and raced forward. They had to get to him before he got to Melinda.
You think you see me
And everything that you consider me
You think I'm more than you
You think you see me
Like the way I'm strong and stand by you
But I am fragile too
I am fragile too
I am fragile too
I am fragile too
Just like you
On the edge of the park near my house, I stood watching my family. A family I was never allowed to see again, a family that I was never to let know that I was okay. I think mom knew that I was at peace now, and my aunt, brothers and few cousins, I think that they new deep down that I was somewhere, somewhere safe and warm.
I looked down at the little four year old holding my hand and smiled at her, and she returned it before I orbed away back into the clouds.
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