Magic-less
Wyatt was pissed. Actually, pissed was an understatement. He'd managed to lose his brother, and now his Whitelighter, who supposedly had no other charges, wasn't answering his calls.
"What is the point of having a Whitelighter if you're not going to answer my calls?" he yelled at the sky. When nothing happened, Wyatt added, "Screw you then!"
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Chris glared at Skye as she entered, but she just stared back at him coldly, as handed Honjuu the knife.
"What are you doing, Skye?" asked Chris. "I knew there was something wrong about you, but this? A Whitelighter working with a demon? That's suitable for a punishment worse than death."
Skye turned her eyes away from Chris, and Chris could see the inner turmoil going on inside her head.
Honjuu approached Chris with the knife, but Chris wasn't ready to die yet. He made to punch Honjuu in the face, but Honjuu caught his arm tightly. "That's not what we need you for," he growled, and sliced Chris' arm with the knife. Chris noticed Skye refusing to look at Chris and Honjuu.
"Then what do you need me for?" Chris asked, attempting to pull his arm away, but that only made Honjuu tighten his grasp.
"Pass me the vial, Whitelighter," Honjuu ordered Skye, and Skye did so, completely of her own will. She wasn't under Honjuu's control. So what was making her do this?
Honjuu pressed the vial to Chris' arm and collected some of his blood. As he corked the vial, he laughed and said, "Your blood, son of a Charmed One, is the key, to eliminating good magic from the world. Whitelighters will have no power, and witches won't be able to stop the demons from taking over. And it's all thanks to your Whitelighter here."
Skye was looking at Chris again now, and Chris was stunned to see tears in her eyes.
"Why are you doing this?" Chris asked, now holding his hand to the cut on his arm as Honjuu had let go of him.
All he received, however, was a painful kick in the ribs from Honjuu. "Shut up."
Honjuu and Skye left the cell.
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Skye followed Honjuu out to a small cave, where a fire was crackling beneath a cauldron which was bubbling fervently. Honjuu smiled at Skye, as he moved to stand behind the cauldron. He held up the vial of Chris' blood and said, "This little vial here contains the power to let you have what you, and so many of us want. A world without magic. And it just so happens to be the only ingredient missing from my potion; the blood of the child of a Charmed One."
Honjuu removed the stopper from the vial, and upended it, letting the blood drip into the cauldron, drop by drop.
"Blood of the gifted, Blood of the son," he intoned, "Remove the magic from this Earth, Let it be gone!"
A bright white vortex erupted out of the cauldron, and through the ceiling of the cave, and up into space.
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Wyatt was flicking through the Book of Shadows for a way to find his brother, when a searing pain from his heart caused him to fall to the floor as a swirling white mist left his chest to join the vortex.
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Chris Halliwell was running his hands through his hair, pacing his cell, when he crumpled to the floor in pain as a swirling white mist left him.
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Paige Matthews-Mitchell and her children were sat around the table eating dinner, when they fell off their chairs, and swirling mists left their chests.
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Piper Halliwell-Wyatt was visiting her sister, Phoebe, and three nieces, and all four gasped with pain as a part of them swirled away to join the vortex.
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Witches all over the world, and Warlocks and Whitelighters were all collapsing from pains in the chests, in their hearts, tearing a part of them away. The only magical beings unaffected were the demons.
Millions of miles below, in the Underworld, Honjuu smiled as Skye cried out with pain, "It's done."
A/N: I know, it's short again, and I apologise about the quality of the spell, but every ingredient has a phrase that goes with it, and I didn't want to have to write 100 verses. I'm sorry about the length, I hope people aren't too disappointed.