Power of Third Eye
Summer was finally over and the girls were heading back to school. It was the night before the first day and the girls were abuzz with anticipation. Like a lot of things that happened lately, it was their first start of school without Grams. Phoebe sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the clothes she'd picked out.
"Piper…I miss Grams," she whispered. Piper looked up from the drawer she was rummaging through.
"I know, Phoebe. We all do. But it will be ok," Piper tried to reassure her younger sister.
"I wish she could still be here…and Mommy too," the five-year-old sighed. Piper joined her on the bed, wrapping her arms around her.
"Well they are…sort of. Remember, Grams said people we love are always watching us from heaven," Piper murmured.
"You really think they're in heaven?" Phoebe wondered.
"Of course they are," Piper retorted. Just then Prue walked in.
"You guys excited about school?" she asked, joining them on the bed.
"Yeah, but Phoebe misses Grams and Mom," Piper answered. Prue nods and thinks for a minute before jumping to her feet.
"I think I saw something in the Book the other day that might help us. Come on," she said, beckoning her sisters to follow her. In curiosity, the younger two oblige, heading to the attic. Prue flips through the pages until she found the spell to summon a spirit.
"I found it," she announced, noting that they would need five candles. She wondered where they would find candles.
"We have to find special candles. Look in some of these boxes and stuff," she ordered. The girls fanned out, trying to find candles. Suddenly one of the chests unlocked and Prue lifted it, finding a collection of candles.
"I got them," she said, loading her arms full. She carefully put them at what she thought were the five points of a pentagram. She picked up the book and sat down on the floor. Piper and Phoebe joined her, reading the spell together.
"Here these words, here my cry spirit from the other side. Come to me I summon thee. Cross now the great divide," the read. A slight breeze surrounded them but nothing else happened.
"I think we have to light the candles," Piper said. Prue blushed in embarrassment. She stood, looking for a lighter. She finally found a book of matches. She carefully struck a match and slowly lit the candles. They repeated the spell and the same wind blew round them but again nothing happened.
"Did we miss something else?" Prue muttered more to herself, checking the page again. They hadn't.
"Why didn't it work?" Phoebe inquired, sounding very disappointed.
"I don't know. It should have worked," Prue mumbled, clearly confused. The other spells they had used from the book had worked. Why hadn't this one? Feeling slightly defeated, they put the Book and candles back and headed downstairs to get ready for bed.
Far below them in the Underworld, a warlock appeared, looking around at the dank surroundings. He had to admit that he didn't think the past would be this dank. Before he could take a step he was surrounded on all sides by demons.
"Going somewhere?" one of them taunted.
"I mean you no harm, gentlemen," the warlock responded.
"Sure you don't, warlock. Get out of here before we vanquish your sorry ass," another demon sneered. The warlock let out a laugh and shot a blue laser from the third eye in the middle of his forehead, vanquishing the demon instantly. He turned back to the others who had now started to back away.
"I am here to offer the Source some aide," he explained coolly.
"The Source doesn't work with Warlocks," a third demon snarled.
"Well I suppose that ought to change. If he wants to defeat the Charmed Ones," Gavin remarked. The group dispersed, whispering among themselves. It finally broke up and one of the demons shimmered out. He reappeared a few minutes later with the Source in toe.
"Who are you?" the Source demanded.
"My name is Gavin and I have come from the future to help you defeat the Charmed Ones," Gavin answered.
"A warlock? Why should I trust you?" the Source bellowed.
"Because if you don't, you will fail," Gavin hissed.
"If I may speak openly. You see…we're not so different you and I, demons and warlocks. We all have the same goal, take down good magic," Gavin continued.
"How do you plan on taking them down? No demon or warlock has managed to succeed. Their powers grow stronger by the day," the Source demanded.
"I told you, I am from the future. My powers are beyond their knowledge. I will take them by surprise. You will not be disappointed," Gavin promised.
"If you fail, I will find a way to bring you back from the wasteland and vanquish you myself," the Source threatened. Gavin merely nodded, disappearing.
The following morning, all three Halliwell girls were up early. Victor only awoke when he heard footsteps pounding down the stairs. He dragged himself out of bed and followed the noise. He found the girls noisily pouring cereal into bowls.
"You girls must be really excited," he said, yawning. Since he was up he decided he might as well put on a pot of coffee. The family of four enjoyed a relatively calm breakfast. They would all still ride the same bus this year. Next year Prue would join the seventh through twelfth graders on the junior-senior high school bus.
"Now I hope you girls have everything you need for today," he stated as he washed the breakfast dishes.
"We do," Prue assured him, helping Phoebe with her backpack. Just then Leo orbed in. Piper gave him a smile, the locket he'd given her for her birthday dangling from her neck.
"Good, I caught you before you left," he said, sounding oddly out of breath.
"You alright there, Leo?" Victor asked.
"Yeah…I just talked with my bosses. They sensed a new evil and thought I should tell the girls," he answered.
"What does this new evil do? What does it look like? Did they have any of that kind of information?" Victor pressed.
"No. Just…be careful today girls. Keep a look out for anything that looks out of place," Leo replied, turning to look at the girls.
Prue was about to open her mouth to ask Leo a question about the spell they'd done last night but the bus honked. She waved goodbye as and her sisters boarded the bus. Piper and Phoebe shared a seat and Andy ended up next to Prue.
"Are you excited?" Andy asked.
"Yeah. Are you?" she answered.
"I hear sixth grade is really hard," Andy commented.
"You said that last year about fifth grade," Prue teased.
"Piper…is first grade hard?" Phoebe asked of her older sibling.
"It's sort of hard I guess. You have to do math and spelling," Piper answered. Phoebe cringed at the mention of math. From what she'd gathered, math was evil. Shortly the bus dropped them off at the elementary school and the girls headed their own ways. Piper made sure Phoebe got to her new classroom before heading to her own. The first day was never hard. It was just getting to know everyone and the teacher. Recess finally arrived and Phoebe was ecstatic to see both her sisters on the playground. She ran up to them.
"We have recess the same now!" she squealed.
"Calm down, Pheebs. It's not that exciting," Prue remarked.
"Why don't you go play with your friends," she suggested.
"I want to hang with you guys," Phoebe whined.
"Phoebe…it's kind of not cool to hang out with first graders at recess," Piper informed her younger sister. She didn't mean to sound as mean as she had.
"Fine," she said, running off.
"She's going to go cry isn't she," Piper groaned.
"Let her. She's almost six. She shouldn't have to go cry like a baby every time we tell her to leave us alone," Prue muttered. Piper just nodded her head.
Phoebe headed for the far set of swings. She jumped onto one, kicking her legs as hard as she could. She kept telling herself that she was too old to cry about such stupid things. It actually worked. She didn't notice the looming figure behind her. Gavin watched the child swinging back and forth. He would have to get in front of her for his power to work correctly. He started to move when a thought struck him. As Phoebe arched upwards away from him, he sent a beam flying at it. It just barely missed her. It was enough to scare her. She jumped off the swing and turned around. She saw the warlock walking towards her, with all three of his eyes locked on her. She wanted to scream but she found her voice wasn't working. So she just started running. She found Prue and Piper again.
"Phoebe, what's wrong?" Piper asked, seeing how freaked out Phoebe was.
"There…is a guy with three eyes chasing me," Phoebe answered. Prue looked up to see Gavin walking towards them.
"I'm guessing that is the evil Leo's bosses were talking about," she muttered. They had to get him away from the rest of the kids.
"Follow me, I have an idea," she whispered. She and her sisters headed for the other side of the playground, towards a secluded clump of trees. Intrigued, Gavin followed.
"What are you thinking?" Piper asked.
"When he gets close, freeze him," Prue answered.
"Then what?" Phoebe inquired.
"I don't know yet," she admitted.
"You girls are making this too easy," Gavin snickered as he closed the distance. Just as Piper raised her hands, Gavin sent a laser beam at her. She managed to freeze hi and the beam just in time.
"That was close," she sighed.
"So we have a guy who shoots a laser from his head," Prue muttered mostly to herself.
"I wish we had the Book of Shadows," Piper groaned. Prue looked at the warlock in front of them. She wondered whether Piper had enough control of her power to unfreeze just the laser.
"Piper…do you think you can unfreeze just the laser beam? I want to try something," Prue explained.
"Maybe…I can try," Piper answered. She flicked her wrist and the laser came shooting at them. Phoebe ducked and Piper moved to the side. Prue stuck her hand out, deflecting it straight back at Gavin. Just as the beam hit him, he unfroze. He cried out in agony as his third eye blistered. He slowly began to burst into flame and left only a small burnt patch in the grass.
"Good plan," Piper said, a little out of breath.
"Thanks. But it was mostly you. And Phoebe for letting us know. You didn't look scared at all, Pheebs," Prue praised her sisters.
"I was. I thought it was going to kill me…" Phoebe admitted, standing up and dusting herself off.
"Come on, let's get back so we don't miss class," Prue instructed. The trio headed back onto the playground, going their separate ways. The rest of the day passed uneventfully and the girls climbed back on the bus. Victor had told them to take it the first day just so they could find it if he couldn't pick them up in the future.
"I have a lot of homework," Phoebe griped.
"Phoebe it is one worksheet. I have to read a chapter in a book," Prue retorted.
"I didn't have homework in kindergarten," Phoebe reminded her oldest sibling.
"We know," Prue and Piper answered just as the bus pulled up to the Manor. They climbed off and headed up the front steps. Just as Prue went to open it, Victor pulled it open.
"Hey girls," he greeted, receiving a hug from Phoebe. He ushered them in and they headed for the kitchen.
"So do you have a lot of homework?" he asked.
"Lots," they answered in unison. He smiled at them. He figured he'd be hearing that response a lot in the coming weeks.
"Anything interesting happen today?" he inquired.
"We vanquished the evil," Prue said offhandedly as she pulled out her book and sat down to read.