"Do we really have to talk about this now!?" asked a distraught Chris, just seconds before diving behind the couch and out the way of an oncoming energyball.
From behind a nearby wall Wyatt quickly flicks his wrist using his power of telekinesis to change the trajectory of the energyball Chris had just evaded. Causing it to slam into a demon, vanquishing it on contact. "Yes, cause if you haven't notice unless we're battling demons I rarely see you as is, and with Melinda's still studying abroad you're all I have." answered Wyatt
"I really don't think NOW, is the right time to ask me if I think you and Tiffany are right for each other." replied Chris, as he continued to use the sofa as cover against the onslaught of energyballs that were barreling down on him and Wyatt.
After not finding an opening to attack, Wyatt quickly became swooped up in a swirl of blue and white orbs before disappearing from behind the wall, only to then reappear behind the sofa adjacent to his little brother.
"It's just that she's a human, and I'm a witch, and I mean obviously I have to tell her about me, but what if she decides that she can't handle this." babbled Wyatt
"Wyatt!" interrupted Chris
"Ok, ok demons first and brotherly bonding after. So are we going with now you seem, now you don't or my favorite pop goes the weasel?" asked Wyatt as he and stared at Chris
"Pop goes the weasel." nodded the two brothers in unison.
Following a deep breathe, Chris suddenly pops up from behind the couch, but the second he does he's hit an energy that sends him careening into the wall behind.
Seeing this, a now angered Wyatt pops up from behind the sofa and launches a massive and destructive energy wave, wiping out all the demons in manner with a single attack.
With all the demons now vanquished, Wyatt hastily rushes over to Chris, who is slowly but steadily getting back on his feet.
"Chris are you ok?" asked a concerned Wyatt
"Yea I'm fine. Our pop goes the weasel needs a little work, but other than that I'm good." pointed Chris,
"Well, you did kind of shoot up a second or two to early." said Wyatt reluctantly
With a seriously annoyed look of disbelief now on his face, Chris peers up at his older brother, "Dude, I was just blasted with a damn energy ball. You sure you want to talk timing with me? Besides, if the Elders would just hurry up and tell us which one of us gains the power of three we wouldn't be in this mess." stated a now infuriate Chris.
Following a light and warming smile, Wyatt placed his right hand on top of his little brother's shoulder. "Hey calm down, I'm sure the Elders will let us know as they know, ok. But for now, we just have to keep doing what we're doing." encouraged Wyatt.
0~o~0
As whitelighters and Elders continue to scurry around the heavens in complete and utter disarray, off in a little corner a hand full of Elders discuss their current situation.
"Arceis, it's been four weeks since you and Kyle went and spoke with Syros, and since then the number of demonic attacks on witches has tripled. Causing a wide spread panic among the magical community, and right now the forces of good are looking to us for help and guidance. And all we've been doing is ignoring them in this futile quest of trying to find three witches, from three separate bloodlines, that are supposedly the bearers of the power of three." pointed out a highly skeptic Elder
"I'm incline to agree with him Arceis, you asked for us to give you some time and thus far, you have came up empty." said Thaddeus
"Thaddeus, I understand you reservation, but I truly believe that if we are to help save and protect the magical community we NEED, to find these girls. If the power of three was going to manifest with in the Halliwell line once again, then it would have by now, and it hasn't. Which is why I truly believe that Syros was on to something when he told us to contact the crescent moon coven, and find the last living descendants of it's founders." defended Arceis
"That may be true Arceis, but you've yet to shown any results from this witch expedition of yours. And frankly…." started Thaddeus
"That's actually not true Thaddeus, on the charmed front, we were able to obtain two of the three descendants, we just need time to find the last one." interrupted Kyle.
Immediately after Kyle confessed that he and Arceis had two out of three witches under their belt, Arceis subtly gazed upon Kyle in disapproval, as he wasn't quite ready for Thaddeus and the other elders to know that they had the two witches just yet.
"Arceis is this true?!" asked a now hopeful and some what relieved Thaddeus
"Yes, that is correct." answered Arceis
"Well then, this is great news. Where are they?" asked Thaddeus
"They are some where safe, highly protected." replied Kyle
"Good, then there might hope just yet. I will try to give you two enough time to go and find the last Charmed One, but hurry. Time is of the essence." finished Thaddeus, before he and the few other Elders took their leave.
"Now why would you go and tell them that we have two out of three descendants?" asked Arceis as he now turned to face Kyle
"Because we do, and it just bought the time we need to go about finding the last witch. But I think the really question is why didn't you want to tell them?" asked Kyle
"Because I don't like instilling false hope, and before now, Thaddeus and the other Elders thought this nothing more than far fetch endeavor, which is why word of this never left the heavens, But now they actually believe that this truly how the PO3 is going to be formed." stated Arceis
"So, what's the big deal. Isn't good that he and the others are now on board?" asked Kyle
"No, because right now Thaddeus and the other Elders are going to go and inform the magical world about this new power of three and about the progress we've made in trying to reform that once powerful source of good. And sure it'll help lift the spirits good magic, but happens if we can't find the last witch, or worst, we find her and together they still don't form the new power of three. What happens then huh? The entire magical world will descend into chaos, and in our time of weakness evil will rise to a stature of power, never seen before. Speaking of evil, ever since Syros talked to us attacks on witches have tripled right?"
"Right." confirmed Kyle
"Ok, and that was just because Syros told us about the possibility of the new and stronger power of three. So what exactly do you think will happen when word gets out to The Source, that the side of good has two out of three witches needed to form the power of three and take him down?" asked Arceis
Following Arceis explanation, a look of worry and understanding swiftly made it's way across Kyle's face as he now understood the logic behind Arceis's reasoning.
"Well, what do we do now?" asked Kyle
"We tell the Halliwells what we know about the new power of three, and then pray to god that we find the last witch, and that Syros knew what he was talking about when he said that the power of three, use actually be the power of one." stressed a now calculating Arceis
0~o~0
In an abandoned warehouse a young witch, with long black hair, medium light brown complexion, and gorgeous green eyes quietly crept around the empty store room in search of something or someone.
It was then the young witch heard a group of voices coming from up ahead. Deciding to continue on, the sneaky little witch crept up behind a large crate and ever so slightly peered around the corner, and there she would see three girls gagged encircled by five men, all in black.
"Hmmm, only five? And here I thought this would actually be a challenge." bragged Brianna to herself, just as she withdrew an athame from her jacket pocket.
Brianna was just about to make a move when, her athame was suddenly yanked from her hand. Turning around in shock, Brianna was met with four other men, also dressed in all black.
"Look at this boys, the witches are now just giving themselves over." smirked on of the demons, as the many ways in which he could kill Brianna played vividly in mind.
"Oh shit, so not just five. Great." said Brianna sarcastically, as she tried quickly to come up with a new plan of attack, after being caught completely off guard by the second batch of demons.