DISCLAIMER: All Charmed characters are owned by WB. Use of names are on fanfiction basis. I owe nothing.
You will find this chapter rather odd. It has extensive background events. Hope you like it.
Prologue
For ye who ignored my love, chose to fall.
They will not, for I made them all.
Tainted thy hearts for thee shall not know my will,
Challenge thy see it but that is my hope which they shall fulfil.
Eternal darkness
Peace and tranquillity spread across the infinity,
A mortal soul may never see the realm of destiny.
Angels of destinies were observing their mortal charges, directing their destiny, helping along the way with signs to decide the fate with their own free will.
In the middle of the grand observation foyer there had a stairway to Akashic Record Chamber. It contained the record of each event that was and is meant to be, written on the heavenly parchment. It was guarded by the flaming angel who had beautiful wings like flame.
Suddenly inside the chamber a figure appeared with red sparkling. He was dressed in dark contrasting to the fair coloured angels.
His presence was clearly not welcomed. The caretakers of the chamber sort of recognized him. They raised their hands to attack. One of them spoke, "You are not supposed to be here. Leave!"
The dark angel however replied back with an energy blow, "Not before I finish what I came here to do."
He threw other caretakers away, clearly he was powerful. The angels were confused as to how that familiar being became so powerful. Someone ranged the bell for danger.
The dark angel was looking through the records for something specific, he waved his hands on the shelf and a parchment came out. He took it out. He opened it to check.
He smiled at his success but before he could've read the whole parchment, the flaming angel came inside hearing the commotion. He spread his wings and waved at the dark angel, throwing him back like a dirt bag. The dark angel thought it was wise to leave. But before he could've left, the flaming angel pulled the parchment to him. The dark angel sparkled away.
A group of higher ranked angels entered the chamber. One of them said, "How did he get the power to even cross the realm of time? It is a matter of serious concern."
He then turned towards the flaming angel and asked, "Oh brave Cherub! Did he take something?"
"No! Wise one, I managed to get it back. He however read some initial passages from this record." The flaming angel replied.
The higher ranked angel touched the parchment and after a moment said to his companions, "Bring a meeting with the council of Dominions and call all the Principalities. We have a serious threat."
-x-
The break-in of a renegade angel had caused a serious matter of concern in the realm of destiny.
The council of Dominions discussed the matter before the grand decision. Then the meeting with Principalities, the angels of destiny convened.
"This is madness! Verriel managed to enter the Akashic records without being detected. How did he manage to even enter the realm?" One of the angels voiced the concern of the collective.
The head of the council spoke, "We are not to question the will of the Eternal One. The will of the eternal one is given. Our main concern should be our next move based on that will. Verriel was after the recordings of the 'Charmed Ones'. The one in charge of them come forward."
The angel, who had come to the charmed sisters after they had vanquished the source, came before the council.
The council head then spoke, "The will states that we must prepare them well. Since Verriel knows what was meant to be, we have decided to alter the course a bit. Pass on the legacy to their progeny. After that they will choose their path at their own free will."
Then he handed the angel the new parchment, he read it and it was again sent to be kept in the chamber of records.
The angel prepared to descend on the mortal plane, but before leaving he tore a piece of the original parchment. He closed the piece in his fist. It became a glowing dust which he poured onto earth. It was a method of warning the mortal world of some possible future events. It is called the destiny drop. He now had to wait for the sisters to decide.
-x-
Chaos, evil and darkness rules the netherworld,
Where the burning flames keep themselves twirled.
Mortal souls are trapped in this twisted place,
For the ways which brings disgrace.
Netherworld lies before the burning infernal gates of hell.
A tall shadowy figure was roaming in impatience in front of three seated figures.
One of the seated figures spoke, "Samael, showing impatience will not bring our cause to the outcome."
The roaming figure turned around. Oh! How beautiful he was. His beauty would drive a mortal insane. His wings were adding more charm to his beauty. However its feathers had turned gray.
He spoke, "We ARE waiting since thousands of eons, Prime ones. We have created enough anarchy and accumulated enough power to overthrow the Powers above. We can take revenge now."
"Patience my child, we still have not won the cherished world. Good still exists there. Evil still gets defeated in one way or another. We still cannot enter that realm since the Cherub guarding it has more powers due all that is good. Answer me, how many seeds are left there?" The figure asked Samael.
"None. Lord Asmodiel! The Last one was sent beyond the infernal gate by some supernatural humans called the charmed ones." Samael replied.
Asmodiel said, "Yes, even after so many efforts the forces of goodness destroyed our seeds and the hold of darkness on that world. We now have to plan our every move. That world will fall. We will show that its creation was in vain. And it will start with these charmed ones."
They were joined by the renegade dark angel, Verriel.
Samael was excited to see him. He asked, "Did you get the record?"
"No. I was driven away before I could take it. A cherub was guarding the Akashic records. I cannot compete with his power. I however managed to remember few summarised lines from that parchment." Verrier replied sulkily.
Samael looked disappointed.
Seeing Samael like this Verriel replied, "I have the power to create chain of un-fateful events and stray mortals from right choices, why did you need this silly parchment anyway."
"...because, even you cannot escape the bound of time Verriel! We lost the power to control time when we were driven." Samael reminded him.
"It will not matter much, now say what you saw." Another figure spoke in a stern voice.
"Yes. Lord Belzubiel." Replied Verriel, he then continued, "The will states for,
PAST: They were the harbinger of love that won the test of all odds.
They are the cradle of all goodness that exists.
Since the possible future lied in darkness, he has to come.
They passed the odds to keep their progeny to the ways of all good.
PRESENT: The children must learn the ways and decide for the better tomorrow.
Under the guidance of their parents they will overcome their sorrow.
FUTURE: Their progeny shall extend their goodness to a level farther than they had gained.
Darkness shall fall and righteousness will prevail.
The test for how they raise their children remained.
For if they were to go away forever and progeny may fail..."
Belzubiel spoke, "So they are the effort of goodness to keep darkness away. But they have the possibility to die. Their death might weaken their progeny. Let's give them that possibility. Samael, gather the Arch. We need more power. Our power was drained when we helped Verriel to cross the barrier of time."
Asmodiel, sharing the thoughts of Belzubiel and the third figure, then spoke, "We can create three more seeds which will grow as the source. Scatter them into that world. Use the collective power to get past the Cherub of Earth."
"It would be better if you use one of our prized world servants, the Draxians. They are more efficient than the imitation you made in the image of mortals, the daimons. However we can only send one. Be sure that he does the work." Smiling, said the third figure.
Samael replied, "Yes. Lord Leviathanel."
Samael then left the scene to gather the Arch.
The prime ones spoke in unison, "Time has come for the darkness to enter this world with full force. It will start with the demise of the charmed ones and the reinstating of source."
One thing however they didn't know was that Heavens had already changed that course of destiny. Many new equations had been introduced in the life of the charmed ones. The legacy had been passed on and something new was going to occur.
-x-
That was a dark and depressing place; fire-torches were giving a dim light all around. It looked as a cavern.
In the middle of the cave there was a strange looking altar. A priest like figure dressed in dark robes with strange markings on it, was standing next to the altar. He was an old and wise looking figure. He was chanting something facing the altar. Along with the priest his underlings were chanting the same spell or something like that.
Vague looking creatures and humanoid figures were surrounding the dais around the altar. In the middle of that ceremony, a figure appeared in flames. It was Nomed!
He was holding the 'Grimoire'. He spoke, "Halt! Oh wise one. I've found the Grimoire. We can now use it to summon the banished essence of the 'source' back from wasteland."
Apparently, the source of all evil was banished into the demonic wasteland along with Cole and with it the ultimate power to control the demons was gone from the whole underworld. Nomed after plotting to overthrow the Triads and subsequently cleaning them out of the way, assumed as an acting ruler. His powers however were not so great compared to the power given to the source-keeper. He had followers but he could've have been challenged any day. He reorganised the underworld and looked for Grimoire for 16 long years. His search and patience were fruitful.
The dark priest took the grimoire and opened the spell to invoke the powers of source. He finished reading the incantations, but nothing happened. Suddenly the place shook and a blue-green flame appeared over the altar. The priest suddenly knew what or rather who that flame was. He bowed down. Seeing him bowing down everyone in the chamber bowed down. However none had the clue that who the flame was?
A voice came from the flames, "Ha ha! I'm pleased and impressed that you recognized me, Am'L. Considering it has been only few thousand years that you last saw me. Now stand up, you need to listen very carefully. I cannot sustain this portal for long."
"My lord, my ears are for you."
"Very well then! Listen carefully, we have found out that high heavens had made it that way that darkness would lost and be gone from this world. We don't have enough information right now but one thing for certain, this involves some creatures called the charmed ones. They..."
"The charmed sisters!" Nomed exclaimed.
"Yes, those sisters are somehow connected to our ultimate defeat. They defeated our last of primary effort, the source and sent it back to the infernal gates. The Prime ones have the power to send it back. But only three source this time. They will resume the place as ruler of the evil empires for three most prominent places in the world, including your land. Nomed, come forward, I've chosen you to be the vessel for the essence of the source. Don't disappoint me with failure the other powers have made before you."
The flame showered a dark fume over Nomed. He raised high in the air and a purple glow came from his body. He was the new source now. Possessing the source gave him vast powers and the knowledge; he now knew who the flame was.
It was the manifestation of evil itself; it was the shadow of the prince of darkness, Samael. He was the leader of the keepers of all the sins and evil that existed. He was the God, the creator of the race of demons. He had given them powers to terrorize the mortal world.
"As source you will now know our desires and our grand plan. To begin your work, I'll give you this to command."
From the flames a green boulder fell onto the ground, it looked like an egg. It cracked in two half and a 12 feet demonic figure came from inside of it.
Two eyes and a mouth appeared in the flames, it smiled and the flame faded away.
Nomed and the dark priest were comprehensive about the event that occurred just now. The others however were overwhelmed by the presence of a power beyond the source of all evil. It was the manifestation of evil itself. The presence of a demon they had never seen before made the crowd more afraid.
Nomed as source remembered every defeat he had at the hands of charmed ones. He ordered a meeting of all the powerful demons in the western underworld.
-x-
"We have given another chance my subjects. The Lord of all evil himself has chosen our kind to bring an end to the goodness that exists in this world. We will destroy every ounce of goodness. Chaos and fear will rule. Anarchy and Sins will prevail." Nomed was lecturing the assembly like a dictator.
One of the rebel demons however was not apprehensive. He was in doubt about Nomed's speech. Apparently he was not present in the altar chamber. He spoke, "Oh yeah, you were the one who helped destroying the triads, the most powerful remaining evils. You expect us to believe you? Because of your actions our kind is forced to hide into seclusion. We have become so weak."
Nomed looked at the rebel. He could've vanquished him and send him to the wastelands, but he needed workforce. Instead he showed him the glimpse of force that ruled the underworld. The rebel was overwhelmed. His desires were satisfied. When he came to senses, he pledged to work as perfectly as he can.
Nomed continued, "The lord has given us a unique power." He brought the 12 feet demon to the meeting chamber. Everyone was overwhelmed by his appearance. "He will go to the charmed ones to help them move on." Nomed continued, smiling.
"The charmed ones?" Everyone exclaimed.
"Yes, they are still a threat to our efforts. He will dispatch them. Their loss will discourage their progeny and they will not be able to stand up against us. Meanwhile send all the dark lighters to the surface and ask them to spread sadness and depression into the mortals."
"But the dark-lighters work alone..."
"This will change. We lose because we fight alone. There will be organised working plans from now on. Any one disobeying will not end up in the wastelands I promise. There is a much dreadful place beyond that. In the meantime, dispatch all the hunter demons to search for all the possible dark souls, to be warlocks, newborn and lost half demon progenies. We need every power in our side."
The pawns were set into their place, plan was conceived. The battle was about to begin.
Pauline's birthday was due 4 hours from that moment.
I was going to introduce the new character before this chapter, but then it would not have made any sense. So I decided to create a stage on which the new character will have its entry.
Next chapter is almost done, I'll upload it in few hours. It is indeed, Battle of the light and the dark.