Disclaimer: I do not own charmed or the characters. I only own the plot of the story.

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Warning: One more swear word is said.

Chris slowly descended the basement stairs. His eyes were going all around the room to see if he could find where the leak was coming from. Then his eyes rested on the boiler. He went to the boiler and began to circle it look for any sign of a leak. On his second time around he stopped circling and saw crack in the center of the floor. The edges around the crack looked like they were coming up.

"What the…?!," questioned Chris as he went to the middle of the room and got on his knees. He realized that this was definitely the spot where the smell was coming from because the smell got worse when he went down onto his knees.

Chris got to his feet and backed up so that he was in between the boiler and the stairs. He looked at the crack and waved his hand at it. At that moment the sides of the crack opened, making the crack a hole.

Once Chris saw the hole, it disappeared by darkness. The lights shut off instantly and seconds later, a black shadow came into view.

"Holy …," Chris said in awe, "Wyatt, uh…can you come down here?"

Wyatt came down the stairs saying, "Yeah bro, what do ya…?" breaking off when he saw the shadow.

The shadow was growing quickly. Wyatt was now right in front of the steps and asked, "Uh…Chris…What is that?"

"I have no clue," explained Chris, "the smell was coming from a crack in the ground so I opened it and this came out. Don't worry about it; I'll get rid of it."

On those words, Chris waved his hand at the shadow trying to send it flying to the opposite wall. However the only thing that happened was the sound of a low conniving laugh. He then tried his power again and the same thing happened. Chris and his brother looked at each other. The shadow grew larger and two branches came from the shadow, getting closer to the brothers.

"Maybe, I can't get rid of it. You try it, Wy," said Chris.

Wyatt raised both of his hands and opened them fast. A great gust of wind blew through the basement. Wyatt was trying to use a force wave on the shadow but it was no good. The same low conniving voice was heard again except it was louder. The gust was gone and the branches of shadow got closer. The shadow started to warp around Chris.

"Wyatt..." Chris said while choking, trying to fight off the shadow, "shield…now"

A light-blue barrier appeared around Wyatt. The blue barrier began to expand getting closer to the shadow. The barrier got two feet away from the shadow and barrier began to shrink. The barrier shrank to Wyatt's hand and disappeared.

Another branch from the shadow appeared and headed towards Wyatt. Wyatt tried his shield a second time but only blue sparks came from his hand. The low conniving voice of the shadow was heard again but louder than ever.

Chris and Wyatt looked at each other and knew that they had to get out of the basement. Blue lights appeared around Wyatt and Chris but they did not disappear and were still trapped by the shadow. Then Chris and Wyatt focused as hard as they could to orb out. Blue orbs appeared once more and they were gone.

Both of the brothers appeared in the kitchen. Chris orbed right in front of the basement door and he turned as soon as he felt his feet touch the ground and shut the basement door. Wyatt and Chris were both panting and coughing for breath.

"What the hell was that?!" exclaimed Chris.

"No Clue," said Wyatt trying to regain some of his breath.

"Fine…C'mon upstairs…to the book," directed Chris.

Chris had barely finished his sentence when Wyatt had disappeared from the kitchen in bright orbs. Chris rolled his eyes and followed his brother. When Chris arrived in the attic Wyatt was already adding potion ingredients.

"So, I guess this means that you sound something on that shadow," assumed Chris.

"We don't need to. All we need is the best vanquishing potion we can make and vanquish him," said Wyatt.

"Wyatt! You can't just do that. We don't know if that's going to work. We need to know more about it," yelled Chris.

"Why can't we, It's worked before," asked Wyatt.

"Yeah but this time your shield didn't go up. Let's just look in the book before we get a potion ready okay. I have a hard time believing that this hasn't happened to Mom or Dad before since it's came from in the house," explained Chris starting to flip through the pages of the book.

"Good point, okay, let's see if anything's in there," caved Wyatt.

Together Wyatt and Chris looked through the book of shadows trying to ID the shadow. They flipped through almost the entire book when they realized that there was nothing in there.

So we're back to my plan then," assumed Wyatt going over to the ingredients and the partially made potion.

"I just find it hard to believe that Mom, Dad, Aunt Phoebe, or Aunt Paige didn't leave anything in the book or tell us about it," said Chris trying to think of any stories that he might have been told about the shadow.

"Hey, Chris…Didn't mom tell us a story when I was like 7 and you were 5 about a monster that in the basement but mom, Aunt Phoebe, and Aunt Paige vanquished for when we were very young," remembered Wyatt as he was adding ingredients to the vanquishing potion.

"I…think so, it sounds familiar, but I don't really remember anything about it. Do you?" said Chris trying to remember the story that his mother told him.

"Very little…uh… I remember that there was a monster in the basement… and… uh… Mom, Aunt Phoebe, and Aunt Paige vanquished it when we were young," recollected Wyatt trying to remember more.

Chris started to laugh a little and said, "Yeah… I kind of got that from your last explanation."

Wyatt smiled and started to laugh with Chris and said "Yeah, I guess you could. But who could blame me the only thing I could remember is you hiding underneath the covers of your bed whenever Mom or Dad told it." Wyatt and Chris were laughing harder now.

Their laughter subsided and Chris remembered something, "Wait a minute… I remember what scared me the most in the story was when it possessed Aunt Phoebe."

"Yeah, it took over the house?" recollected Wyatt.

Then there was an explosion from the potion that Wyatt was putting ingredients into.

"So do you want to use this?" asked Wyatt, "or do you want to try to remember the story and vanquish it that way."

"If we can't remember the story we'll use the potion but right now let's try to remember the story," said Chris.

To Be Continued………