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"Wyatt, little help here please,"Melinda said telepathically as Penny turned from Wyatt to Melinda, prodding the witch with the plastic sword.

"What? Why me?" Wyatt snapped back, receiving an eye roll from his siblings.

"Cause you're the Twice Blessed Child, jackass," Chris growled as Penny gave him a sharp poke in his back-side.

"So. And don't call me a Jackass, you little-"Wyatt said but was cut off by Chris' reply.

"I'm still pissed at you for abandoning me at school, so zip it!" Chris said, letting out a low growl as Penny poked him even harder, she could hear everything they just said thanks to her telepathy.

"Silence, you scaly dogs." Penny said in her best pirate accent. "Or, you will be… beheaded." She said in a suddenly unearthly voice as the plastic sword she had, pointed at Chris' neck, turned into a real one in a puff of pink and black smoke.

"What the hell?"Chris thought as he caught sight of the girl's eyes as they glowed for a few seconds before quickly returning to normal, almost as thought nothing had ever happened to them.

"What's happening?"Melinda asked her brothers as Penny walked backwards to take her place in the line her sisters had formed, gazing at her cousins all the while.

"I don't know." Wyatt thought as his brother and sister looked at him before shifting their gaze to their cousins. At that moment they heard a clicking sound coming from the door, indicating that they were locked in, followed by the flying of heavy items from all over the room over to land in front of the door, further blocking it. "Whatever it is, its definitely not good."

"Great!" Chris said dryly, rolling his eyes.

"Penny! Untie us now or else…" Wyatt warned, summoning the best authoritative voice he could under the circumstances, his words, however, had no effect on the girls. Phoebe's eldest, Patricia, waved her hand out, causing pink and black smoke to seep out of the floorboards, mystically snaking their way over the floor boards until the attic floor was no longer visible.

Then, a pillar of smoke rose in front of the trio, before gradually dying down again, revealing a large, worn and aged looking, leather bound book resting on a pedestal. "The Grimoire…" Chris thought, in vague recognition, the rest of his mind screaming one word at him "EVIL"

"What's that?"Wyatt asked dumbly. Chris could only growl at his brothers' slowness, as the sisters opened the tome.

"The Grimoire. Maybe, if you paid a little more attention when dad told us those stories about demon vanquishes and The Source, you'd know that the Grimoire is the evil equivalent of the Book of Shadows." Chris mentally growled, writhing in his binds, like a fish out of water, trying to get free.

Wyatt, on the other hand, appeared totally lost, which only infuriated Chris further. Even though he knew it was juvenile, he couldn't help but remember all those times when they were little that their dad told them all those stories about their mother and aunts' vanquishes. Wyatt seemed really interested in it and listened to their father with a passion, but in all truth he was paying hardly any attention to him at all. He even had the nerve to have ear phones plugged in with music playing, all the wile avoiding being spotted with them as he made sure he got the new ones that were basically invisible to the untrained eye.

"How did they even get it?"Melinda asked, receiving a death glare from Chris, daring her to say that she didn't know anything about it either. "I mean didn't dad say that he got rid of it."

"How can they even touch the book? Didn't dad also say that good can't use it." Wyatt said, the relevant memories slowly coming back to him, as the girls began flicking through and making a potion from the book

"Yeah…"Chris said, beginning to feel ill from hanging up-side-down for so long.

"See, I was paying an attention." Wyatt said, not knowing that the extra voice inside his brothers' head making him feel as though he was even more likely to vomit that before. At that moment, Phoebe's middle child, Prue, turned to face them with pure darkness consuming her eyes. The only thought Wyatt could form in that moment was "We need to get help." Not a moment after Wyatt had this thought the attic started to glow red, eliciting a smile from the sisters that none of the captives were happy to see.

"Right that's it." Chris thought, looking around the attic for something he could use, as Prue approached them with an atheme, a murderous glint dancing in her eyes. Chris' first impulse was to scream, but he'd forgotten about the cloth plugging up his mouth. The other two sisters were busy adding ingredients to the potion from bottles and containers appearing in pink and black smoke in their hands.

"Prue, listen to me…"Chris said as her eyes traveled to Wyatt. "Fight it, you are stronger then-" Chris was then cut off from communicating with is cousins as she waved her hand, making Chris scream out in agony, as he felt a searing pain surge through his mind.

"Chris…" Wyatt thought desperately as she continued to approach him, atheme in hand. 'Stay away Prue, I don't wanna hurt you." His words, however, had little to no effect as she furthered her advance, not a break in her stride. "I mean it…" Wyatt's will, however was fading, he couldn't bring himself to hurt his cousin, no matter what was happening to him, he'd felt, only for a moment but he felt it nevertheless, a small glimmer of her emotions, he felt fear and a dreadful loneliness, so with this in mind, he knew he couldn't hurt her. He knew that she was in there somewhere, and that she was fighting.

"Prue listen to me…"Wyatt said looking his cousin in the eye, watching for a reaction, but as yet, finding none, as she bent down to cut a lock of his hair off, then with the same atheme, she cut his palm, collecting a layer of blood on the blade. Leaving the wound to heal itself before returning to her sisters to continue in their activities. "FU-"Wyatt begun but stopped himself as Chris blinked his eyes to clear the haziness.

"Are you guys okay?" Melinda asked, petrified, as her brothers nodded. "Then get me out of here, NOW."

Their attention, however, was directed toward the girls when one spoke up. "We need their hair too." Patricia said looking at her cousins serenely. Penny then made her way to Chris and Melinda with an atheme.

After cutting a lock from Melinda's hair, Penny moved on to Chris when Patricia spoke up. "We need his blood too." Chris' eyes widened at this, along with Melinda's, and before they knew it Penny had cut his palm and retrieved a sample of his blood, her technique was much sharper than her sisters and Chris hissed in pain as the blade pierced his skin and run through his flesh.

"We want you to watch this. Prue said, her voice unlike hers, as she waved her arm, causing the three of them to raise into the air, telekinetically, so they could see what was happening clearly from their new position hovering in mid-air, to Chris' immense relief, he could swear he would've passed out if he'd had to stay like that much longer.

The sisters then returned their focus to the pot, as they dropped an entire mandrake plant, about the size of a human fetus, into the mixture. After that, Patricia added in Wyatt's lock of hair, which exploded as it entered the pot. Penny then added Melinda's lock, after which nothing happened this time, and then Prue added Chris' again, getting no reaction. Prue dripped the blood on the athemes into the potion, this time causing an explosion and clouds of purple smoke to rise from the liquid.

"What the hell are they doing?" Melinda said looking down at the girls.

"I don't know, but it's bad."Chris said looking at his sister, before turning back to his cousins, stood around the cauldron in a circle, their hands linked, beginning to chant.

"Raf teskrad rieht laever ot emit,

meht ecaf dna tuo emoc

erutuf rieht ro efil tsap rieth ni eb ti yam

won ssorc ti tel os, stimil on sah emit

emit siht ni meht llik llahs reaf rieht dna

rewop wno rieht morf."

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