Chapter Nine: The Power of Confusion
Around them stood the witches. Piper on their right. Paige on their left. Billie right in front of her. And the other one, whoever she was, stood behind.
So they wanted to play, huh? She was willing to test the almighty Power of Three. How long would the Halliwell bitches stand face to face with the entirely unfurled powers of Hell? They would find out soon.
Christy stepped forward, not minding the flames any more than she had before.
"Where's Leo, bitch?" Piper advanced on her, her hands at the ready to strike.
"Phoebe, come behind." Billie walked to her and waved her behind herself, facing the remaining human shell of her sister. Amos and Brooks followed. "You leave these people alone."
"Or what, Billie? Are you gonna talk me to death?" Her eyes flickered dangerously as a smile drew on her lips.
She felt it, the magical wave coming her way. A smooth movement, not even in her back, just there, in front of Billie, and the wave bounced back towards the unknown witch.
"Taylor, watch out!" Billie lifted her hand, too, and the wave hit the already crumbled house of Amos's.
Taylor. Christy's head tilted slightly. "Tell me, Billie," she said casually, her voice still hinting the metallic echo. She eyed Piper a half-second before coming back to her sister. "Did you tell your friends how it is you are still alive when you were at my mercy, back in that foul circus?"
"Billie, what does she mean?" Paige asked.
Phoebe intervened; her voice was faint from her borrowed emotions. "Guys, do not listen to her. She is just trying to play us all against Billie."
"Of course I am," Christy snickered. "Why wouldn't I be, when you know I am the one that told my demons to let her be?"
Paige looked at Billie. "You never told us that. When you explained to us what had happened to Leo –"
"Oh, that dear old Leo," Christy laughed quietly. Piper just stared at the young Jenkins.
"– you never said she had spared your life," Paige went on.
"Paige, that's exactly why she didn't tell us," Phoebe said. "She wanted to avoid a scene and have us wondering why the hell Christy would save her life."
"Tell them, Billie." Christy's tone was joyful, an evil sort of delight. "Tell them or I'll tell them myself."
Billie just glanced right into her sister's black eyes. "She wanted me on her side, that's why she wanted the Grimoire. Get rid of you and get me to see 'the light'."
"Sure is a good thing to think of," Piper said, blank.
Christy stared at Billie. "You were right. I had to think twice. The game starts now." With a backwards glance of her shining black eyes – a real fire seemed to rise in them – at Taylor and a mocking smile, the Source of All Evil flamed out.