A/N: I'm not very good at this Charmed fic am afraid :( I know what I'm doing with it but I can't write it very well myeh. Apologies to my readers.
Wyatt, Chris and Skye orbed into an alley just off of fifth. They'd only been there a few seconds when they heard crying in the alley behind them. The two witches and Whitelighter turned and ran into the alley. Two small girls, around eight or nine were cowering together in a corner, crying and sobbing.
A demon seven foot tall was towering over them, waving six tentacles around; each one crackled with what looked like electricity, and each one ended in an evil looking claw. The demon had no arms – just the tentacles – was grey and scaly in colour, and had bulging yellow eyes. It had a large beak protruding from where its mouth used to be.
"What the hell ….?" asked Wyatt of Skye, as the sound of his voice caused the demon to turn around and face him and Chris.
The demon began approaching the trio, and Chris used that moment to orb behind the demon to the two girls. He looked up and Wyatt nodded to him. Chris took the two girls by the hand and orbed them out of the alley, leaving Wyatt and Skye alone with the demon.
"I say we leave now," said Skye, anxiously looking at the demon.
Wyatt waved his hand and a large shard of wood from a gate panel leaning against the wall ripped its way through the demon's chest. The demon squawked with pain and faced Wyatt, his yellow eyes turning red with anger. "I think I made him mad," joked Wyatt, as the demon hurled a fire ball at his and Skye. Wyatt ducked to one side and Skye orbed behind the demon.
"What's your plan, genius?" she yelled at him.
"Orb this guy to Bermuda then get back to the Manor!" Wyatt yelled back, diving towards the demons leg, grabbing it and orbing.
Skye followed suit, to ensure Wyatt was OK.
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Chris and the two girls were at the Manor. One of the girls had a bad scrape on her arm, and Chris retrieved the first aid kit from the kitchen cupboard. "You girls OK?" he asked, kneeling down and dabbing the first twin's wound with a damp cloth.
"My arm hurts," she said.
"Apart from your arm are you OK?"
The girls nodded. "You saved our life, Sir" said the second twin.
Chris smiled. "It's Chris." He continued cleaning the first girl's wound out.
"I'm Seren and my sister's called Sian," said the wounded twin. "Can Sian call our mom and let her know why we're late home from school?"
"Of course," said Chris. "There's a phone in the kitchen."
Sian got off her chair and wandered into the kitchen.
"So, why was that demon after you, do you know?" Chris asked Seren.
"We're telepathic," she said. "You're a Whitelighter aren't you?"
Chris smiled at Seren again. "Actually I'm half Whitelighter. My Dad used to be a Whitelighter, my Mom's a witch." He paused for a minute then listened. "Your sister's taking a while …"
"Mom's probably panicking," said Seren, a little too quickly.
"Right," said Chris, stopping dabbing the wound.
A jingling behind him informed him of his brother and Skye's return. He turned to see his brother, covered in cuts and bruises and bearing a broken arm, and Skye also looking a little battered and bruised. "What happened?" asked Chris.
"Mom's gonna come and get us," Sian interrupted, coming into the kitchen. "I've told her where we are."
Chris nodded to the ceiling and Wyatt nodded back. He pulled Skye and the pair of them began heading upstairs, as Chris told the twins he was going upstairs to look at something, and he'd be back soon.
The brothers and their Whitelighter went upstairs to the attic, and Wyatt began flicking through the Book. "Your arm needs healing," said Chris to his brother.
"I'll do it," Skye replied, getting up and placing her hands over Wyatt's arm, as he continued to flick through the Book.
"What exactly happened?" asked Chris.
"Well your brother decided to try orbing your demon to Bermuda," replied Skye. "And in the process he got himself injured. It was a stupid idea."
Wyatt shrugged. "The demon's out of the country now." There was an awkward silence until Wyatt found the demon in the Book. "It's called a Leuctra," he explained. "Has the powers of throwing fireballs, which we worked out, requires a vanquishing potion to vanquish and can teleport."
"So Bermuda, not clever, agreed?" asked Chris, mockingly.
Wyatt chose to ignore the comment and continued, "He works for a Higher Level demon called Honjuu, and has other demons working for him that can …" Wyatt trailed doff suddenly.
"That can what?" asked Chris. "Don't break off in the – "
"That can assume the guise of humans," finished Wyatt. He made to move out of the attic and back downstairs, adding quickly, "Especially small children."