Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now- New Story

[Nite Owl]

Author: Leigh1986

“Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now”<br>
Rated PG

Halloween 2021: A demonic spell causes havoc for the Halliwell’s and threatens to tear the family apart. (Set in the changed future)

I suppose this would be considered an AU fic because what happens is never going to happen on the show. If anyone has read my other story then I warn you that this is quite different. I came up with this idea awhile ago and I’ve now realized that I will not relax until I write it down…no matter how stupid it is. (Yes, it is fairly absurd)

Background- Takes place in the changed ‘good’ future (no connection to the Avatars though- and demons still exist).

Piper and Leo are together, and he has gone back to being their whitelighter. Paige is still single, Phoebe is married to Cole (because that will make this story much more interesting later, trust me)…it doesn’t really matter why/how he’s back…you can make that up yourself. I should also mention that he is good.

Wyatt is 19, Chris is 17 and Mel (Phoebe’s daughter) is 16.

I think that about covers it…enjoy!


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“You look great!” Mel exclaimed as she admired Chris’ Halloween costume. ”Perfectly angelic.”<br>
Chris returned his cousins smile as he did up the last button on his shirt. “Thanks, same to you…well, except for the angelic part, demonic is more like it.”<br>
“Yes, I think that it suits me perfectly.” she paused and formed a small fire ball in her right hand. “Scared angel- boy?” she mocked playfully.

He tried to look unfazed but she could tell that the sight of her with the fireball was making him slightly nervous. With an evil grin that only she could pull off, Mel pretended to throw the ball at Chris who instinctively orbed out. When he reformed seconds later, he shot her a murderous glare. The girl simply laughed; her cousin could be so gullible at times.

“Happy Halloween Christopher.” She said, smiling devilishly as she dissolved the fireball and pushed a stray strand of dark brown hair behind her ear.

“Oh, you are so funny.” Chris replied with more than a hint of his trademark sarcasm.

Mel shrugged, trying not to show her amusement, and made herself look unconcerned by focusing her attention on adjusting her tight black skirt.

This Halloween, she and Chris had decided to dress up as ‘themselves’ for the school’s annual dance. Therefore, she was now wearing a risky leather number, a lot of red face paint and a rather realistic pair of horns; she was the perfect picture of demon-ness. Chris, on the other hand, was going for a quite different look. He had decided to showcase his whitelighter side and thus had dressed in white and was sporting a convincing pair of feathered wings. His costume had required a lot less work that Mel’s- they had realized, as they worked together on both outfits, that it did not take much to make Chris look like an angel whereas making Mel a convincing demon was rather complicated.

“Fine, I’m sorry for pretending that I was going to blow you up Chris.” Mel sighed with an obvious roll of her eyes. “But it’s not like you can’t reform even when I do.”

The boy was not amused by her comments. “Yea, but I don’t want to be a floating mass of orbs when I meet my date!” re retorted hotly.

Mel tried to suppress her smirk; Chris really was neurotic at times- such a contrast to her own carefree nature. “I said sorry.” She began in a clipped tone. “Now, let’s go show our parents our lovely costumes, I’m sure that they’ll be not- so- pleasantly surprised.”<br>
Chris gave a quiet laugh and nodded in agreement as the two headed towards the kitchen. They had not told any other members of the family about their plans, and had worked on the costumes in secret- both wanted to see how their parents would react.

“You, then me.” Chris whispered with a grin.

Without another moment’s hesitation, Mel pushed open the doors and burst into the room where Piper, Leo, Phoebe, Cole, Paige and Wyatt were all finishing up their dinner.

“Tada!” She said dramatically, twilling around so that they could have a full glimpse of her attire. “What do you think of my costume?”<br>
They all stared in shock for several seconds- silence enveloped the room.

“I love it!” Cole exclaimed suddenly with a slight chuckle. “It reminds me of my early days in the underworld. You could fool a lot of people with that get up.”<br>
Mel beamed at her father. She knew that he would be amused.

Phoebe, however, instantly hit her husband on the shoulder.

“Ouch!” Cole exclaimed, wincing.

“You deserve it!” Phoebe retorted angrily “How dare you encourage her, my baby looks like a demon!”<br>
Mel rolled her eyes- as usual her mother was blowing things way out of proportion. “First of all,” she began to explain “I am part demon, and secondly, that’s the POINT of the costume! Chris and I decided to go to the dance as ourselves…we thought it was funny.”<br>
“Chris is in on this too?” Piper asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Yep.” Mel replied smugly. “Chris, come in here.”<br>
Seconds later Chris orbed into the kitchen next to her.

As he materialized, Piper gasped and brought a hand to her mouth, Leo looked even more shocked than he had before, and Wyatt began shaking with silent laughter.

The two cousins watched the family’s reaction with great enjoyment; their idea was causing even more of an effect than they had expected.

“Oh, this is wonderful.” Phoebe said sarcastically, throwing her hands up with exasperation. “They’ve gone insane and have decided to expose them selves. So much for the family secret.”

“Phoebe.” Cole cut in gently, trying to catch his wife’s eye. “ I think that you’re being a bit dramatic. It’s Halloween, people dress up…they are not going to cause suspicion of any kind. Let them have their fun. ”<br>
Phoebe folded her arms across her chest and looked over to Piper and Leo for support.

“Chris, those aren’t real are they?” Leo asked, suddenly breaking out of his shocked trance.

“Er, no Dad, we made them.” Chris replied, giving his father a strange look. “Do you think I’d actually pull the wings off some poor magical creature or something?”<br>
Leo glanced down at the floor.

“You’re not leaving the house like that young lady!” Phoebe said sternly, standing up to look her daughter in the eye. “Now get out of that ridiculous outfit.”<br>
“No.” Mel replied stubbornly, not caring that her mother looked about ready to explode.

Sensing the tension between her sister and her niece, Piper decided to cut in. “It’ll be okay Pheebs.” She said comfortingly. “It’s the perfect opportunity for them to dress up Let her go.”<br>
Phoebe remained silent.

“I know!” Piper exclaimed with excitement “Why don’t I go dig those old witches dresses- we can be ‘ourselves’ too, it’ll be fun.” With that, she scurried out of the room, not noticing the mortified expressions she received from both Phoebe and Paige.

“I’ll go stop her.” The youngest sister muttered, shooting a glance at Phoebe and orbing out of the room.

Phoebe sighed, and turned her attention back to the more pressing issue. “Fine, go.” She said quietly, frowning at her daughter. “But how come you decided to dress up like this…you’re both witches too you know.”<br>
“Of course we know that mom, but I thought that being a demon would be a little more original- and everyone knows that Chris is more whitelighter than witch…so we thought it was appropriate.”<br>
Chris blushed slightly and looked down at his feet, and Leo beamed with pride.

Mel was right; unlike Wyatt, Chris’ whitelighter side had always been more dominant.

“Well,” Wyatt said, speaking for the first time since they had entered the room. “I suggest that you get going before Mom starts going overboard with the Halloween thing.”<br>
Everyone chuckled, knowing full well that when Piper got an idea she usually carried it a little too far.

[Nite Owl]

“Good point.” Chris replied “It’s really too bad we didn’t make you some wings too Wy…oh well, with any luck Mom will find an extra dress for you to wear…”

Wyatt scowled and sent a dinner roll flying across the room at his little brother. The boy merely grinned and orbed it in to his hand before sending it back at three times the speed right at Wyatt’s head.

“Chris-” Leo began to scold.

“Bye everyone.” Chris cut in quickly, purposely ignoring his father. He took hold of Mel’s hand and orbed them to the alley behind the high school.

“Thanks for the lift angel- boy.” She smirked. “That was a close one.”<br>
“Any time demon- girl.” He replied, flashing her a wide grin.

With that, the two cousins set off toward the entrance, ignorant to the darkness that loomed in the near future.

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A large and brutish demon paced back and forth across his underworld liar- trying to come up with a plan. He knew exactly what he needed to do, but he was yet to figure out exactly how he was going to go about doing it.

He gave a loud and frustrated sigh before seating himself behind his crude stone table.

There was once a time, many years ago, when he had been the leader of a large army- one that was unsurpassed in strength and brutality in the underworld…but ever since the Charmed ones had appeared on the scene he had lost many of his loyal followers….and with them, his dreams of becoming the next source.

Not only had the dreaded sisters killed many of his minions, but the fear they, and their offspring incited in all demons had caused almost as many to flee to the upper world. It disgusted him to think that they now attempted to blend into human society, causing only minor havoc at banks and liquor stores.

“Cronus.” He shouted gruffly, a vague idea suddenly forming in his head. “Get in here.”<br>
A second, lower level, demon shimmered into the liar and bowed to the first who was obviously his superior.

“How may I serve you, master Demetrius?” He asked his voice rather timid for a demonic creature.

Demetrius sighed. “You have the power to create spells…and I need you to create one for me.”<br>
“Yes master, anything.”<br>
“I need a spell that will expose every magical being concealed in the mortal world- I need a spell that will bring forth the true nature they hide.”<br>
Cronus looked up at his master with a look of shock written across his pug- like face. “But…but sir.” He stuttered. “I do not think that is possible, even for me.”<br>
“It is possible.” Demetrius assured, tapping his clawed fingers impatiently on the table. “It is all hallows eve and the magical force in heightened…if we do it tonight we will have success.”<br>
The lesser demon nodded apprehensively. “If you are sure, then I will come up with a spell…but may I first inquire as to why you would want this.”

“Because.” Demetrius replied “If we make magical creature unable to conceal themselves we will both ostracize beings of ‘good’, and more importantly, create legion of demonic followers who will be forced to take refuge down here. Now, enough questions, cast the spell.”<br>
Cronus nodded again and closed his watery eyes as he came up with the correct wording. “Perfect.” He muttered, a cruel grin forming across his face as the spell came to him. He looked up at his master, who gestured for him to continue, and he then began to chant;

“Magical beings near and far,
Be revealed for what you are.
On this night, all hollows eve,
Become what you were meant to be.”<br>

As the final words were spoken, a grey mist began to rise out of the room, ready to carry out the plan.

Demetrius smiled. “Thank you dear friend, now we shall wait for the spell to do its job- and perhaps later, we will begin our conquest with a little trip to the Halliwell house hold…<br>
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A/N Anyone see where this is going? Muhahaha…<br>
In case anyone cares, I am still working on my other story (How soon is now), chapter 20 should be going up soon, I’m just rearranging it.
REVIEW!

-Leigh

P.S. the title for this story is also the title of a song by the Smiths…10 points to anyone else who can tell me what other CHARMING song they have written…<br>

[Nite Owl]

Chapter 2

By 8:30 that night the dance at Bay Side High was in full swing. Loud music pumped into the gymnasium and hyped up teenagers- in full Halloween garb- danced enthusiastically. As Chris glanced across the crowded room he could see Mel with her arms wrapped around Jake, her most recent boyfriend. No one in the Halliwell household was overly thrilled about Mel’s choice in guys- she tended to go for the smooth talking types- and Jake, like most of the other ones she had dated, could appropriately be called a egocentric jerk. Chris was half tempted to walk over there and blast that smug look off the other young mans face as he stared a little to closely at the revealing parts of Mel’s attire.

Chris was suddenly snapped away from his thoughts as he felt a gentle hand touch his shoulder. It was his date – Jenny Hughes- a girl he had liked since tenth grade and had finally worked up enough courage to ask to the dance. They definitely were not at the dating stage yet, but Chris was hoping that this night would bring them a step closer.

“Do you think it’s kind of hot in here?” Jenny asked, brushing a stay strand of dirty blonde hair away from her eyes and readjusting the tiara she was wearing as part of her princess costume.

Chris shrugged. “Sure, I guess.”

“Well, maybe we could go outside for a bit…and get some air. I’m dying in here.” The girl managed to catch his eye and Chris’ face broke into a wide grin as he realized that this was her indirect way of getting them a bit more privacy.

“Okay,” he said quickly “Let’s go.” And with that he grabbed her hand and led them through the crowd and out of the gym.

When they arrived outside, Jenny gave a small sigh before flashing Chris a brilliant smile. “Thanks.” She muttered softly “Its much nicer out here.”<br>
“I agree.” Chris replied, amused to see that a fait blush was beginning to appear on her cheeks. “A lot quieter too.”<br>
Jenny giggled and glanced down at the pavement, clearly unsure of what to say next. “Um, I like your costume.” She muttered, after several tense minutes of silence. “It suits you.”

The boy could hardly suppress his laugh- she had no idea how right she was. “Thanks,” he replied, smiling “I like yours too.”

There was another period of prolonged silence as both teens desperately searched for something to say.

Chris could feel his heartbeat begin to increase and his knees become weak as they stood, avoiding each other’s eyes. He internally scolded himself for being so ridiculous- he faced demons and other bad guys on a weekly basis- something as simple as talking to a girl he happened to like should not have caused him to loose his cool like this.

Unable to stand it any longer, Chris cleared his throat and said what he had been holding in for so long. “Jenny,” he began quietly, causing the girl to look up. “I…I…do you wanna go out this weekend sometime…like on a real date?”<br>
The girl blushed more than she had before. “Of course.” She replied quickly, her voice a little louder than normal. “I’d love to…I’ve always wanted you to ask me that.”<br>
Taken aback, Chris’ mouth opened in shock…was it possible that all this time she had liked him too? Why had he waited so freaking long to ask her out? “I…I’ve always wanted to ask you.” He replied dumbly. “How’s Saturday at seven?”

Both were grinning now, and the earlier tension was slowly beginning to dissipate.

“Seven is perfect.”

They found themselves leaning slowly towards each other…their faces were only inches apart. Chris closed his eyes as he prepared himself for the kiss that he had yearned for for so long….

But it never came.

A loud scream suddenly echoed out of the gym, causing Chris and Jenny to quickly draw back.

Chris listened as the noise began to build…something was obviously wrong. “I’m gonna go check that out.” He said worriedly, turning to the girl.

“I’m coming too.” Jenny stated, and without another moments hesitation the two took off towards the gym.

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Mel stood on the dance floor with her arms wrapped around Jake. She had seen Chris leave the room with his date a few minutes ago and wondered amusedly what they were doing at that very moment. She hoped that it went well- Chris really did need a girl to loosen him up a bit.

“I love this song!” she exclaimed as the DJ began to play a track from one of her favorite new groups.

Jake smiled. “I know, that’s why I requested it for you.”<br>
“Aww, that’s so sweet.” She giggled, standing on he toes to give him a peck on the cheek. She wished that her family could see how nice her boyfriend really was…at times.

[Nite Owl]

Chapter 2

By 8:30 that night the dance at Bay Side High was in full swing. Loud music pumped into the gymnasium and hyped up teenagers- in full Halloween garb- danced enthusiastically. As Chris glanced across the crowded room he could see Mel with her arms wrapped around Jake, her most recent boyfriend. No one in the Halliwell household was overly thrilled about Mel’s choice in guys- she tended to go for the smooth talking types- and Jake, like most of the other ones she had dated, could appropriately be called a egocentric jerk. Chris was half tempted to walk over there and blast that smug look off the other young mans face as he stared a little to closely at the revealing parts of Mel’s attire.

Chris was suddenly snapped away from his thoughts as he felt a gentle hand touch his shoulder. It was his date – Jenny Hughes- a girl he had liked since tenth grade and had finally worked up enough courage to ask to the dance. They definitely were not at the dating stage yet, but Chris was hoping that this night would bring them a step closer.

“Do you think it’s kind of hot in here?” Jenny asked, brushing a stay strand of dirty blonde hair away from her eyes and readjusting the tiara she was wearing as part of her princess costume.

Chris shrugged. “Sure, I guess.”

“Well, maybe we could go outside for a bit…and get some air. I’m dying in here.” The girl managed to catch his eye and Chris’ face broke into a wide grin as he realized that this was her indirect way of getting them a bit more privacy.

“Okay,” he said quickly “Let’s go.” And with that he grabbed her hand and led them through the crowd and out of the gym.

When they arrived outside, Jenny gave a small sigh before flashing Chris a brilliant smile. “Thanks.” She muttered softly “Its much nicer out here.”<br>
“I agree.” Chris replied, amused to see that a fait blush was beginning to appear on her cheeks. “A lot quieter too.”<br>
Jenny giggled and glanced down at the pavement, clearly unsure of what to say next. “Um, I like your costume.” She muttered, after several tense minutes of silence. “It suits you.”

The boy could hardly suppress his laugh- she had no idea how right she was. “Thanks,” he replied, smiling “I like yours too.”

There was another period of prolonged silence as both teens desperately searched for something to say.

Chris could feel his heartbeat begin to increase and his knees become weak as they stood, avoiding each other’s eyes. He internally scolded himself for being so ridiculous- he faced demons and other bad guys on a weekly basis- something as simple as talking to a girl he happened to like should not have caused him to loose his cool like this.

Unable to stand it any longer, Chris cleared his throat and said what he had been holding in for so long. “Jenny,” he began quietly, causing the girl to look up. “I…I…do you wanna go out this weekend sometime…like on a real date?”<br>
The girl blushed more than she had before. “Of course.” She replied quickly, her voice a little louder than normal. “I’d love to…I’ve always wanted you to ask me that.”<br>
Taken aback, Chris’ mouth opened in shock…was it possible that all this time she had liked him too? Why had he waited so freaking long to ask her out? “I…I’ve always wanted to ask you.” He replied dumbly. “How’s Saturday at seven?”

Both were grinning now, and the earlier tension was slowly beginning to dissipate.

“Seven is perfect.”

They found themselves leaning slowly towards each other…their faces were only inches apart. Chris closed his eyes as he prepared himself for the kiss that he had yearned for for so long….

But it never came.

A loud scream suddenly echoed out of the gym, causing Chris and Jenny to quickly draw back.

Chris listened as the noise began to build…something was obviously wrong. “I’m gonna go check that out.” He said worriedly, turning to the girl.

“I’m coming too.” Jenny stated, and without another moments hesitation the two took off towards the gym.

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Mel stood on the dance floor with her arms wrapped around Jake. She had seen Chris leave the room with his date a few minutes ago and wondered amusedly what they were doing at that very moment. She hoped that it went well- Chris really did need a girl to loosen him up a bit.

“I love this song!” she exclaimed as the DJ began to play a track from one of her favorite new groups.

Jake smiled. “I know, that’s why I requested it for you.”<br>
“Aww, that’s so sweet.” She giggled, standing on he toes to give him a peck on the cheek. She wished that her family could see how nice her boyfriend really was…at times.

[Nite Owl]

Chris landed with a loud thud in the manor’s living room; he instantly attempted to stand up, only to realize that he was too weak to support himself. He allowed himself to lie back down on the floor; an almost unbearable pain that was now coming from his shoulder and as he slowly turned his head towards it, he could see why.

Mel had managed to hit him with the darklighter arrow.

Feeling horribly ill, he summoned the last of his strength and called out for his father. The poison was spreading…the room was spinning…it was becoming hard to keep his eyes open…<br>
Not a moment too soon, Leo orbed in, looking concerned. “Chris, wh-” he trailed off and his concern turned to fear as he realized why his son had called. “I’ll get your mom.”

He quickly orbed out and then back in, this time with Piper in tow.

“Chris!” she instantly threw herself at his side. “I’ll be okay honey.” She soothed, bushing a dark strand of hair off of his clammy forehead as she tried to fight back her welling tears.

The boy weakly grasped his mothers hand. “Mom, it hurts.” He groaned. “Please make it stop.”<br>
“I will honey.” And without another moments hesitation she brought a shaking hand to the arrow embedded in her son. Gripping it tightly, she pulled it out.

Chris cried out in pain.

“It’s okay.” Piper whispered “I got it out, now dad can heal you.”

Taking his cue, Leo rushed over to Chris and healed the wound with a comforting golden glow. When he was finished, Piper helped the boy slowly sit up- he was still weak form the poison, but he managed to smile thankfully at his parents.

“Chris, what happened?” Piper asked- now that she knew he would be okay, she wanted full details. “I thought you were at the dance.”<br>
“I was.”<br>
Leo’s eyes widened in shock. “ A darklighter attacked you in an area full of mortals?”<br>
“Not exactly.” Chris replied with a sigh, trying to avoid his parents’ eyes.

“What does that mean?” Piper snapped. “We need to know exactly what happened so we can deal with it.”<br>
Chris slowly looked up at Piper and Leo; he knew that he couldn’t lie, but he also knew that they would not like the truth. “Something happened…” he began hesitantly. “At the dance…I don’t know what exactly, but it must have been some sort of curse or something…and Mel…she was evil. It was as if her demonic half had taken over, and when I tried to talk to her she summoned the darklighter cross bow…”

A strangled cry came from the doorway and Leo Piper and Chris turned to see the rest of the family standing there.

“My baby!” Phoebe sobbed in anguish, before collapsing into an unconscious heap on the living room floor.

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A few minutes later, the Halliwells- including a recently revived and shocked Phoebe- sat around the room discussing various theories about what had happened to Mel. Piper was holding her youngest son protectively, still shaken by the thought of loosing him, and Cole was trying his best to comfort his wife.

“I think it was a spell.” Chris stated, attempting to struggle out of his mother’s grasp. “I felt something when I entered the gym…sort of like the magical residue you can feel after you cast a really powerful spell.”<br>
“Alright. Why don’t I go check the book of shadows to see if it has any information on spells that can turn good people evil.” Paige said helpfully before orbing up to the attic.

As soon as Paige left, the red eyed Phoebe began sobbing into Cole’s chest “My baby is evil!” She cried hysterically.

Cole began to gently rub her back.

“It’s a spell, Phoebe.” he soothed, “She’s not really evil at all.”<br>
“But she’s part demon!” the distraught woman exclaimed, clutching onto his shirt for dear life.

Cole stiffened. “That doesn’t mean anything.” He said through gritted teeth. After struggling for so long to free himself form the assumptions placed on any with demon blood, he was not willing to tolerate such condemning comments- even when they came from his beloved wife.

“It’ll be okay Aunt Phoebe, we’ll fix this.” Wyatt cut in, sensing the tension between the two. “Mom, why don’t you and I go bottle some potions in case we have to vanquish whoever is behind this.”<br>
“Alright.” Giving Chris one last hug, Piper finally released him and stood up to follow Wyatt to the kitchen.

They did not manage to take more than three steps when Wyatt’s shield suddenly sprung up around him.

All present knew something was about to happen.

Sure enough, a murky grey mist began to fill the room, enveloping each of its inhabitants before they had time to react, and knocking them all onto the floor.

When the strange substance dissipated, Wyatt released his shield and instantly began to help the others back to their feet.

“That can’t be good.” Leo stated, worriedly looking around the room. “Does anyone know what that was?”<br>
“Maybe that’s what got to Mel.” Chris whispered his eyes wide.

There was a long silence as they each thought about what that could mean.

If it had affected Mel, then it was likely to affect them too…<br>
But how?

Piper nervously glanced over at Cole, who glared back.

“Piper,” he began unhappily at his sister in law “I know what you’re thinking but I’m not-”<br>
Before Cole could finish his sentence a look of intense pain crossed his face and he cried out in agony – the man collapsed suddenly onto the floor. He clutched his stomach and continued to make noises of complete anguish.

“Cole!” Phoebe exclaimed, flinging herself at her husband’s side. Fist Mel…now this…she didn’t know if she could possibly take anymore.

“Phoebe, I wouldn’t get too close to him…” Piper warned taking a few cautious steps towards them, worried about her sister’s well being.

“Shove it Piper!” Phoebe shot back, suddenly overcome with anger. “I already know what you think of my family.”<br>
The oldest charmed one opened her mouth to protest, but she was distracted by another cry of pain from across the room. Much to her horror, she turned to see Chris convulsing on the hard wood floor.
“Chris!” both Piper and Leo shouted as they rushed to their son. Piper half expected to see another arrow- but upon a quick inspection, she saw that this was not the case. She turned to Leo in panic.

“What’s wrong? Heal him.”<br>
Leo quickly put his glowing hands over Chris, but there were not visible improvements.

“I…I…can’t.” The whitelighter muttered helplessly, his entire body beginning to shake. He reached out again, to give it a second attempt but before the glow could return, he too collapsed onto the floor.

Piper could hardly breathe as she looked down at her husband and youngest son. She had no idea what was happening to them- all she knew was that they were both in pain.

She needed to help them.

Frantically, she turned to Wyatt, who was watching the scene in shock from the kitchen doorway. “Wyatt, heal!” she exclaimed, and the young man instantly rushed over and attempted to revive his father and brother.

“It’s not working.” He moaned in frustration. “Damn it! I don’t know what’s wrong.”<br>
Piper began to sob uncontrollably. “Wyatt, try-” she began, stopping as she realized that the cries of pain from all three men had ended.

An eerie silence enveloped the room.

Piper, Wyatt and Phoebe all rose to their feet, each drawing in a few shaking breaths- unsure of what to do next.

“Mom, look.” Wyatt whispered suddenly, his blue eyes wide and Piper followed his gaze back to the floor where Leo, Chris and Cole were all beginning to stir.

Chris, who seemed to be the most awake- sat up slowly and looked over at his mother. “Mom, what happened?” he asked groggily. “My back really hurts.”<br>
Piper went over to his side and placed a gentle hand on his back, causing the boy to wince

[Nite Owl]

“Chris,” she began slowly. “I don’t want you to panic…but you seem to have a fairly large bump on your back- you must have really knocked it when you fell. You’re going to have to take off your shirt so I can see how bad it is.”<br>
Chris nodded and began to unbutton his shirt- worry evident in his green eyes. When he undid the last button he slowly pulled it off and let it fall to the floor.

Piper gasped and brought a hand to her mouth to stop herself from crying out.

Even from the front, it was evident what had happened to Chris’ back.

“What’s wrong mom?” Chris asked with confusion as he tried to make sense of her reaction. “I’m actually beginning to feel a lot better.”<br>
“Chris,” Piper whispered her brown eyes wide. “You’re an angel.”<br>
He shot her an odd look. “Umm, yea, I know, I’m half- angel.”<br>
“No, you don’t understand.” Piper continued in awe “You have wings.”<br>
It was now Chris’ turn to be shocked. He stared at his mother for several seconds in disbelief before turning his head slowly towards his back.

He saw white.

Lots of White… and as he raised his shaking hand towards it, he felt the unmistakable softness of feathers. She wasn’t imaging things…he was an angel…literally.

Chris drew a few deep breaths as he tried to come to terms with what had happened, and Piper tried her best to give him a comforting look.

“We’ll figure this out and get everything back to normal honey- I promise.”<br>
Chris smiled back weakly- wanting desperately to believe her.

Picking up his discarded shirt, Piper tore a hole in the back so that his newly acquired wings could fit through and helped him to put in back on.

“Thanks mom, that helps.” Chris muttered, blushing slightly.

“Er, guys.” Wyatt said suddenly from across the room. “I think we have a problem.”

Both Piper and Chris turned abruptly towards Cole, who was now standing- enveloped in a blanket of glowing red. Through the light, Piper could see that his human features had been replaced by the demonic ones that she had long forgotten existed.

“Cole.” Phoebe cried, taking a step towards him.

Turing away from her, he let out a roar of anguish and shimmered out.

For the second time that evening, Phoebe fainted.

Wyatt went over to his aunt to attempt a revival while Piper shifted her attention over to Leo who was finally beginning to regain consciousness.

“Oww, my back.” He groaned as Piper helped him slowly sit up. Sensing a trend, Piper wordlessly tore a hole in the back of his shirt.

“Better?” she asked.

“Much better. What happened?”<br>
“Well, it seems that what ever turned Mel demonic struck here. It also seems that this spell, or whatever, doesn’t just effect demons…it effects all magical beings.”<br>
Leo looked over at his wife with confusion. “What?”<br>
“The spell,” she began to explain slowly. “It converts all magical beings into their natural state. Demons to demons, angels to angels…”

The mans eyes widened as he realized what Piper was getting at and he slowly brought a hand towards his back where his suspicions were confirmed.

“My wings.” He whispered in shock. “You can see them.”<br>
Piper raised an eyebrow. “An all these years I just assumed that ‘whitelighter wings’ was purely a figure of speech.”

“Er, no. We have literal wings.” Leo admitted sheepishly “They’re just concealed ninety nine percent of the time.”

“It would have been nice if you had mentioned that at some point, dad.” Chris muttered from a few feet away.

Leo turned to see a rather embarrassed looking Chris crouching behind a cushioned chair.

“Come on Chris, we don’t have time for this.” Piper sighed with a roll of her eyes. “Just show your father.”<br>
The boy glared at his mother but decided that it was best to listen. Hesitantly, he came out from his hiding place- his cheeks flushing red with embarrassment.

“Oh my!” Leo exclaimed in surprise.

Chris scowled. “Yea dad, thanks to you I can no longer hide the fact that I’m a freak.”<br>
“Chris, I’m so sorry.” Leo replied pleadingly, his eyes fixated on his son’s heavenly white wings “We’ll fix this.”<br>
“I know.” Chris muttered, now feeling slightly guilty for directing his anger at his father.

“Wyatt too?” Leo asked Piper.

She shook her head. “No, I think his shield stopped the spell from hitting him.”<br>
“What about Paige?”<br>
Piper and Chris both gasped.

“I have no idea.” The charmed one stated. “She went upstairs before it happened. I hope-” Her sentence was cut off by the sound of a scream…<br>
Paige’s scream.

From the attic.

“Not good.” Chris muttered before grabbing his mothers arm and orbing them up to investigate.

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A/N I warned you that this was going to get strange. I’ve always thought I would be really cool if whitelighters really did have wings…I don’t know what’s been said on the show about it(nor do I care) but I’m guessing they don’t…oh well, that’s why this is fan fiction

Will post more later if people like it! please tell me what you think!!

Laters,

-Leigh

[Nite Owl]

When Leo Piper and Chris materialized in the attic seconds after hearing Paige’s scream, it was instantly clear what had been causing the youngest charmed one distress. Paige was standing in front of an old mirror, furiously trying to reach her back where she had sprouted a pair of perfectly white feathered wings- just like Chris and Leo.

“Piper!” she cried, as she caught sight of her sister’s reflection behind her. “Something’s happened to me…I fainted….and when I woke up, I had these!”<br>
“It’s okay Paige,” Piper replied as calmly as she could. “It’s just a spell.”<br>
“What? What spell?” Paige asked, still in panic mode.

“The same one that turned Mel demonic. I swept through here and it appears to have reverted all magical beings back to their original form.”<br>
Paige scrunched up her face in confusion.

“Meaning that those of us who aren’t exactly human have been forced to show what we really are.” Chris cut it, clarifying what his mother had said.

Eyes wide, Paige whipped around to see that both her nephew and brother in law appeared to be in the same predicament as her. She let out a squeak of surprise. “This cannot be happening.” She muttered, her eyes still fixed on Chris and Leo.

“Sorry Aunt Paige, it is.” Chris replied, shifting uncomfortably under her gaze.

“I didn’t even think that whitelighters had actual wings.” She protested. “I mean, I know that technically they’re angels…but I thought mortals just made up the whole wing idea…”

Leo sighed and avoided Piper’s penetrating gaze; she was still not pleased with her husband for failing to tell her about this for the last twenty years. “No, we have literal wings.” he admitted “We just never let anyone see them- but with this spell it doesn’t seem like we have a choice.”<br>
Paige folded her arms across her chest. “It would have been nice if you had mentioned this sooner Leo.”<br>
“I never saw the need too!” he defended “I was pretty sure that it was a trait that part whitelighters would not inherit.”<br>
The youngest charmed one rolled her eyes. “Well, obviously we did.” She said, gesturing at herself and Chris “There have only ever been three of us- you really can’t assume anything.”<br>
Leo looked down at the floor.
“Where’s Wyatt?” Paige asked, turning towards Piper “Has he gone angelic on us too?”<br>
“He’s downstairs, with Phoebe. And he managed to stay normal- I think his shield protected him from the spell.”<br>
“Wish I had a shield.” Chris muttered bitterly. He had now moved in front of the mirror and was starring at his reflection in horror.

Piper shot him a look before continuing to give Paige a recap. “Wyatt’s fine…but Cole-”<br>
Paige gasped. “Oh no, he didn’t…”

“Turn back into a demon? Yes, he did.” Leo replied, an odd expression across his face.

Suddenly, Wyatt orbed into the attic, looking nervous. He gave Paige a surprised glance before forcing himself to focus back on the task at hand. “Guys, I think you should come downstairs, something weird is defiantly going on.”<br>
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Paige, Wyatt, Leo, Piper and Chris all orbed back down to the living room to see that Wyatt had turned the TV to the local news station.

“The streets are in chaos.” A frazzled looking reported was saying. “Citizens are urged to remain in their homes and lock all of their doors and windows. By all means, do not go outside unless absolutely necessary. This is not a Halloween prank. Back to you Polly.”<br>
The screen changed from the man on the street corner to a woman sitting behind the news desk with a pile of papers in her hand. “Thanks Tim. We have just received word that the police have managed to capture and question three of the creatures. Not all of the information is being released at this time, but Channel Six had learned that tonight’s threats include so called ‘demons’ and something called ‘darklighters’. If you think you have seen any such creatures, you are advised to stay calm and contact the authorities. Do not make any sudden movements as all of these beings are believed to attack using arrows, knives, fire, and an array of other ‘supernatural’ powers. There is still no word why the creatures have suddenly infected our city, but authorities hope to have eliminated all of them within the next forty eight hours. Scientists are currently-”<br>
Having heard enough, Piper turned off the TV, her face set with fierce determination.

“Okay…we have a bigger problem than we thought.”<br>
The others, including the teary eyed Phoebe nodded in agreement. “This force, or whatever, seems to have effected every demon and super natural creature that is trying to blend in with normal society- and as expected, the mortals are not taking it too well.”<br>
“We need to reverse this, quickly.” Paige added. “And to do that we’ll have to figure out who is responsible for this mess.”<br>
“What if a write a power of three spell for you?” Wyatt suggested. “To summon the responsible party. Then we trap it with a crystal cage and find out what we need.”<br>
Piper nodded at her son. “Good, go start working.”

Wyatt quickly orbed out.

“Paige,” Piper continued. “Can you go bottle some really strong potions, just in case we end up having to vanquish this demon?”<br>
The youngest sister nodded obediently and began to head for the kitchen. Before she could reach the door, however, she froze at the sound of Phoebe’s sobs. Paige instantly rushed to her side.

“Oh, Phoebe, what is it sweetie?”<br>
“My baby and my husband are out in that mess somewhere.” She cried in response “They’re demons!”

[Nite Owl]

Piper sighed and sat down on Phoebe’s other side “It’ll be okay, we’ve got a plan- sort of- we’ll figure this out.” She placed her hand on Phoebe’s shoulder comfortingly, but Phoebe instantly pulled away.

She had finally snapped.

“I don’t what your pity, Piper.” she hissed dangerously.

Piper looked at her sister in confusion. “Phoebe, I-”<br>
“Shove it Piper.” The middle sister shouted, tears streaming down her face. “You have no idea what I’m going through. You’ve always been perfect- the ‘good’ one- Nothing ever goes wrong with your family. I mean, your sons a freakin’ angel!” She glared over in Chris’ direction before continuing “How much more perfect does it get?”<br>
Piper stood up slowly and backed away from her enraged sister, the shock and hurt evident on her face.

“Phoebe,” Leo cut in quietly as he wrapped his arms around his stunned wife “This isn’t you. You need to calm down, think about-”<br>
“Cut the whitelighter crap Leo.” Phoebe spat back as she stood up and began heading for the front door. Reaching the hallway she turned back and surveyed them all for several seconds.

“You know what?” she said, a sadistic grin forming on her face. “What this family needs is a little visit from a darklighter. Maybe that would help to eliminate the trash that has infested this house over the years.”<br>
“How dare you!” Paige shouted, trying to lunge at Phoebe. Chris grabbed her before she could do any damage and forced her back down.

Phoebe merely chuckled.

“Awww, is poor wittle Paigey mad at her big bad sister?” she mocked. “Because quite frankly, I don’t care. You’re just a half breed that nobody wanted. You’ll never really belong here.”<br>
Paige sated back, wide eyed, and Chris could tell that she was fighting back tears. “Aunt Phoebe, I don’t know what gotten into you, but that’s enough!” he said, locking eyes with her.

Phoebe laughed again. “Poor Chris, trying to be all righteous, just like his idiot father. I’d watch my step if I were you angel- boy, I wouldn’t want to run into any more arrows.”<br>
“Are you threatening my son?” Piper shrieked, struggling against Leo’s grasp. Lake Paige, she now wanted nothing more than to tackle her sister to the ground.

Phoebe shrugged. “I might be.” And with that she turned and left the house, slamming the door behind her, leaving the rest of the family in stunned silence.

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A/N

I know some people may have questions about this chapter, all I can say is- this is fan fiction, just go with it. And don’t say I didn’t warn you about Phoebe…no, I don’t think she’s really THAT evil on the show, but it sure makes this story a lot more interesting. More evil Phoebe to come!

Tata for now!
-Leigh

traci- you seem to be the only person reading my stuff, thanks for taking the time to review! Yep, I'm trying to make this more like an actual episode them my other story...the standard demon problem- demon vanquish plot, lol. Just for fun.

[leigh19]

--Chapter 5--

Mel stood in a dark musty corner of the underworlds main meeting chamber, quietly surveying her surroundings. She had been among the first to shimmer down there and had simply watched as many others gradually joined.

The large cavern was now packed full of restless demons. Many had shimmered down in panic as their true- and often horrific- identities were suddenly revealed to those around them. Even the most upper level demons were unable to masquerade in human form.

None knew why or how it had happened- but they all wanted answers.

The more Mel thought about the situation, the more she felt conflicted. She knew she was a demon…and yet she knew that she was not…<br>
Everything in her mind had become a confusing haze.

She could remember the pain she had experienced at the dance- and she could remember waking up with all of these strange new feelings inside of her….

She had wanted nothing more than to destroy all of the wretched innocents that had filled the gym, and then, she had been over come with the urge to annihilate the even more pathetic ‘being of good’ that had tried to stop her.

Chris.

Whitelighters were weak…useless…the opposite of demons.

And yet, she had hesitated. She had warned him…told him to leave.

She should have shot him right away and finished him off….but something inside of her would not allow it….

In the end, he had been arrogantly stubborn, and had not left when she told him too. She had shot at him anyway…just as he orbed away.

She didn’t know if he was still alive.

The thought filled her with both dread and hope…<br>
“Melinda.” A deep voice said from behind her.

She turned abruptly to face the speaker. “Father!” she exclaimed, a glint in her now red eyes. “I was wondering when you would come.”<br>
Cole grinned, showing his pointed yellow teeth, and gave his daughter a rough embrace. “It feels good to be myself again.” He stated gleefully, glancing around the cave. “And to be in the company of fellow demons. I should have brought you down here more often.”<br>
“It’s okay father.” Mel replied. “At least we are here now. Free from the restraints of stupid morals. I feel so…invigorated.”<br>
He grinned again and gave her a rough pat on the back. “I always knew that you took after me. We don’t belong with the rest of that goodie- goodie family.”<br>
At the mention of the word family, Mel’s head snapped up. That was a concept that was beginning to feel foreign to her…but a part of her continued to desire it.

“You should have seen the panic tonight.” Cole continued with amusement. “The youngest whitelighter brat almost died from the arrow.”<br>
“Then…then he is alive?” Mel questioned. She felt relieved…and angry.

“Yes, the elder healed him in time. But if you wish to finish the job later than it can be arranged.” Cole paused. “It will be hard to miss the boy now, we can easily target him and the rest…just as we have returned to our true form, they have returned to theirs…I saw just before I left.”<br>
Mel furrowed her brow. “What do you mean?”<br>
“I mean that they have become angels.” The man explained. “Literally. With white feathered wings. Despicable. But fortunately, it makes it extremely difficult for them to blend in with a crowd…perhaps we should let some of the darklighters know.”<br>
“Perhaps.”<br>
Their attention was suddenly turned to a loud spectacle taking place on their right- two large, brutish demons were dodging each others fire balls while the crowd around them cheered. One of the two was finally hit and he exploded into a pile of ash with an agonizing scream- the crowd cheered even louder and another competitor stepped into the circle.

Cole gave a hearty laugh. “I don’t know why I ever gave up this life.” He muttered, more to himself than to Mel.

“Mom.” The girl blurted out suddenly. “You gave it up to be with mom.”<br>
The mans demonic features twisted slightly as he contemplated what she had said. “You are right.” He began. “I loved her…I do love her.”<br>
There was a slight pause.

“I wish she was here too.” Mel said, feeling slightly ashamed for her show of weakness…but again, those annoying ‘feelings’ were welling up inside of her.

“Perhaps she can be...” Cole mused, looking as thoughtful as a demon could. “Maybe you could summon her…with a spell…make her want to join us.”<br>
Mel’s eyes brightened instantly. “Perfect.” It was a wonderful idea…she would not have to give up this new life, or her mother. They could all be together…away from the rest of the family that had already been corrupted by good.

She searched her mind for the correct wording…it had to be just right if it was going to achieve all that they wanted.

Magic forces black and white
Reaching out through space and light.
Your aid is needed on this night.
We call to Phoebe Halliwell.
Change her morals with this spell
And bring her forth to where we dwell.

Mel finished her chant and looked up towards her father. “Do you think it worked?” she asked hopefully.

“We will soon know.” He replied.

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[leigh19]

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Phoebe stood on the front steps of the Halliwell manor, numb with shock. Her head was spinning as she went over the events of the past few minutes.

Had she really meant what she had said?

She wasn’t sure…<br>
Something had come over her…suddenly…it had been almost like a spell…causing so many new emotions…making her say horrible things…<br>
She had hurt Paige, threatened Chris and yelled at Piper- despite the fact that she had always loved all of her family members deeply.

She didn’t really mean it. She didn’t want the whitelighters in her family dead…she loved them…<br>
Didn’t she?

All of a sudden, things did not seem as certain as they always had…she was filled with anger, jealousy, rage…<br>
She hated Piper for having the ideal family…she was resentful…her husband was a demon, her daughter was a demon…they had left her…<br>
And all the while Piper’s family stood; mocking her with their perfection. Their goodness. Piper’s husband was an angel…her sons were angels…<br>
So was Paige.

They were all better than her.

They pitied her.

‘Poor Phoebe with her demonic family’<br>
…they would never say it, but that was what they felt. She could tell.

It had finally caused her to snap. She couldn’t take it any more. She didn’t want to live like that.

Things would be so much easier if she was evil too…she could join her family in ‘hell’, while Piper joined hers in ‘heaven’.

That was the way things were meant to be.

The option suddenly felt very appealing to her…she wanted to find Cole and Mel…join them…and maybe even follow up on the threats that she had made…<br>
Maybe she did hate the whitelighters after all.

Yes, that was what she would do. Join them.

All she needed now was a way to locate them…<br>
She stood for several seconds, searching her brain for a solution when, as if in answer to her desires, she felt a strange sensation flow throughout her body…it was pulling her down…<br>
Her vision turned black.

The pull grew stronger.

She whirled down….

…farther and farther until suddenly, she landed with a painful thump. A red hand appeared before her- offering to help- pulling her back to her feet.
It was Cole’s hand.

She had found them.

“Welcome mother.” Mel’s voice said from behind her. “We were hoping that you would come.”<br>
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Meanwhile, the rest of the Halliwell family sat around the living room, still shocked by Phoebe’s strange out burst.

Piper had forced Chris on to her lap- with was rather awkward considering the fact that he was almost a foot taller than her and now had a large pair of wings to get in the way.

“I won’t let anyone hurt you.” Piper muttered for the tenth time- more to reassure herself than to reassure her son. “You’ll be okay.”<br>
“Mom, I’ll be fine.” Chris half groaned, trying to struggle out of her grip. “Please let go. You’re crushing my wings.”<br>
Piper reluctantly released her grip and Chris instantly stood up beside her chair, his feathers ruffling slightly. “That’s better.” He mumbled.

“Don’t worry Piper.” Leo said, comfortingly placing a hand on his wife’s shoulder. “Nothings going to happen to him.”<br>
At that moment, Wyatt orbed into the room with a sheet of paper. He looked quite pleased with himself and he obviously remained unaware of what had happened when he had been in the other room.

“I wrote a power of three spell to summon the demon.” He proclaimed, handing the sheet to his mother.

“That’s great Wyatt.” Paige said with a sigh from her position on the couch. “But unfortunately we don’t have the power of three.”<br>
Wyatt starred at his aunt with confusion for several seconds before surveying the room. “Where’s Aunt Phoebe?” he asked.

There was a slight pause as they all contemplated a response.

“She- er- left.” Chris answered. “It seemed like she had been pushed over the edge by what’s happened to Cole and Mel…she stormed out and sort of threatened to kill us.”<br>Wyatt’s blue eyes widened in surprise as he tried to absorb what his brother had just told him. “Kill us?” he questioned. “She was fine a second ago.”<br>
“Yeah, well now she wants to send a darklighter to the manor.” Chris replied, his tone not reflecting the seriousness of the situation.

The others nodded in agreement, and Wyatt shakily took a seat next to Paige. “This is not good.” He muttered. “Do you know where she went?

“Underworld.” Leo said suddenly. “I can’t sense her anymore…”

Paige rolled her eyes. “I guess she wanted to join them. Figures. The evil ones usually like to stick together.”<br>
“Paige!” Piper exclaimed, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. “I know that she said some horrible things, but she’s still our sister. She’s not evil.”<br>
“I beg to differ.” Paige shot back. “Anyone who is willing to marry a demon has to be evil some where deep inside.” She paused. “You know, this never would have happened if we hadn’t let Cole back into out lives…I mean, just when we thought he was gone for good, bam, he comes back. Maybe if we vanquish him…”

“We are not going to vanquish Cole!” Piper cut in, shocked at what her youngest sister was saying. “This isn’t Cole’s fault. Or Mel’s. Some demon cast a spell that’s affecting them…they are not acting on their free will.”<br>
“Phoebe is.” Paige countered.

“Maybe not…” Wyatt mused. “Maybe something’s happened to her too.”<br>
Everyone was silent as they pondered what Wyatt had said.

It WAS possible that she was also being influenced…<br>
“Either way, we have to find her if we are going to get anything done.” Wyatt stated, getting up and making his way towards the stairs. “I’ll go to the underworld and locate her.”<br>
“No.” Piper said forcefully, jumping up to stop her oldest son from going any further. “You’re not going down there. They’ll sense you.”<br>
Wyatt sighed; his mother was always being overprotective. “I’ll be fine- I’ll drink a blocking potion before I go…I’m the only one who can go down there, Mom. You can’t teleport, and they-” He looked up at his father, brother and aunt. “Will defiantly get noticed.”<br>
“Stupid wings.” Chris muttered bitterly from across the room.

“Fine.” Piper said with defeat; she was too worn out to argue now. “Let’s go to the attic and get what you need.” And with that, mother and son headed up the stairs, leaving the remaining three family members alone in the room.

“This sucks.” Chris said with frustration as he watched them go. “I want to go with him.”<br>
“You know you can’t, Chris.” Leo replied with a sigh. “Wyatt’s right, you’ll be a walking target.”<br>
The boy continued to scowl. “I hate being an angel.” He muttered, folding his arms across his chest and pouting.

Leo looked rather hurt and looked up to meet his son’s eyes. “You don’t mean that.” He whispered with a hint of hope in his voice.

“Your right.” Chris said after several seconds, looking thoughtful. “It’s much better than being a demon.”<br>
“Undoubtedly.” Paige stated “I don’t know why we allowed demons into this family in the first place. I still say we should vanquish him.”<br>
Leo and Chris exchanged a brief glance.

“So do I.” Leo said quietly.

Chris remained silent, but as he thought about it, he realized that he agreed.

Cole and Mel were evil.

Demons.

They had no place in this family.

They did not deserve another chance…<br>
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Piper and Wyatt stood quietly in the attic looking for the correct potion. They needed one that would prevent Wyatt’s good from being sensed while he searched the underworld for Phoebe. She didn’t want to think about what would happen if he was found- part whitelighters were even less welcomed in the underworld that witches.

They would probably have a darklighter on him in seconds.

“Got it.” Wyatt declared as he pulled out a small red bottle. “I think I’m all set.”<br>
Piper gave a slow nod. “Be careful honey…okay? And remember, Phoebe is acting strange, you may have to force her back.”<br>
“Yes Mom.” He said, giving her a reassuring smile. “You know,” he continued hesitantly “I don’t think she’s the only one acting strange…Aunt Paige seemed a bit off too.”<br>
“I know…I thought she had gotten over the whole Cole issue. Accepted him.”<br>
“She had…” Wyatt said quietly. “But I think that maybe this spell does more than change physical appearance; think about it- even if Cole and Mel looked like demons they wouldn’t necessarily start throwing fire balls at innocents or shimmering down to the underworld…that means they have undergone mental changes too…”

Piper’s eyes widened. “So…do you think that maybe Paige…?”<br>
“Is acting more like a typical Whitelighter.” Wyatt cut in with a nod. “I don’t think she can help it…trust me, it can be hard to over come some of the genetic tendencies associated with being a whitelighter. Under this spell, I don’t think Paige, or any of them, can repress it any more.”<br>
“It makes sense.” The woman agreed “Whitelighters are supposed to hate all demons- no questions asked. They are exact opposites. If Paige hates Cole…then Leo and Chris…”

“Keep an eye on them.” Wyatt urged as he leant down to give his mother a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’ll be back soon.”<br>
He prepared to orb, but before he could even begin to dissolve a loud crash echoed from down stairs.

“Darklighter!” Paige’s voce screamed.

Piper and Wyatt exchanged a frantic look before bolting towards the stairs, hoping it wasn’t already too late…<br>
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End of Ch5