Redemption

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CHARMED
“Redemption”
(This story is an AU story)
By J. B. Tilton
Email: [e-mail]
Rating: K

Disclaimer: “Charmed” and all related characters and events are the property of the WB television network, except for those characters specifically created for this story. This is a work of fan fiction and no infringement of copyright is intended.

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This story is dedicated to Ratingsqueen on McMahoniacs.net, the Unofficial Julian McMahon Fan Club (http://www.mcmahoniacs.net/), who has asked several times that I write a story like this.)

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As the Source begins to completely take control of Cole a new faction arises in the Underworld that challenges his right to become the new Source. And forces the Charmed Ones to fight for Cole’s very existence.

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ONE

Cole Turner moved through the corridors of the Underworld. He came to a large chamber flanked by two very large demons. They bowed slightly as he breezed past them hardly noticing their presence. As he entered the chamber the Seer turned to face him.

“You wished to see me, my Lord,” said the Seer, bowing slightly.

“I just had a very unsettling encounter with a future Phoebe,” said Cole. “She knew who I was. She also said they had vanquished me. When you came to me with this plan of yours I agreed because you said it was the only way to finally beat the Charmed Ones. Now I find I have only prolonged the inevitable. Why did you not tell me about them vanquishing Turner?”

“Because I have not foreseen such a vanquishing,” said the Seer. “Remember, the future is always in motion. Perhaps it will happen and I simply have not foreseen it. But now that we know about it we can take steps to make sure it will not happen.”

“How?” Cole demanded. “I am not unfamiliar with your precognitive ability, you know? I’ve been with Phoebe long enough to know how it works.”

“Hers, my lord, not mine,” said the Seer. “While they make work similarly I have had my ability much longer. It is much stronger. And I have much greater control over it than your consort does. Unlike her I am able to have premonitions when I wish.”

“You’re sure?” Cole asked.

“Trust me, my Lord,” said the Seer. “I had no knowledge of this vanquishing until you told me just now. Now that I am aware of it I shall use my power to foresee this vanquishing and we can take steps to prevent it. You realize, of course, that it may involve vanquishing the sisters to prevent it.”

“That’s not an option,” said Cole. “Phoebe will not be happy if I vanquish her sisters. It could undo all that I have strived to accomplish. Find a way to prevent the vanquishing without harming the sisters.”

“I shall do my best, my Liege,” said the Seer. “Tell me. Did this future Phoebe tell her younger self or her sisters of what she knew?”

“I don’t think so,” said Cole. “She avoided the younger Phoebe every time she was questioned. She also told me that the younger Phoebe had to find out for herself. She said she hoped I would do the right thing.”

“You are doing the right thing, my Lord,” said the Seer. “Once Phoebe is taken into the fold of the Underworld you will no longer have to worry about demons trying to kill her. She will be safe forever.”

“She’d better be,” said Cole. “But I can still feel Turner inside me. You told me I would be able to completely subdue him. How long will this take?”

“You knew it would not be easy,” said the Seer. “I realize this is difficult. Belthazor was a powerful demon. Much of his strength came from his human half. That is the part that you are having trouble controlling.

“But you must also realize that it is becoming easier to control that half. Eventually he will not have the strength to resist you any longer. Once that happens you will be able to completely submerge him with little effort. Just a little longer, my Liege. You must be strong. Once the struggle is complete I have foreseen the great things you will be able to accomplish. With my help, of course.”

“You’re correct,” said Cole. “It is getting easier to control him. He still is able to surface from time to time but those times are becoming less frequent. But I do not understand where he is getting the strength to still oppose me.”

“It is his love for the witch that gives him strength,” said the Seer. “It is very strong. But it is also his weakness. The love controls him. It was why you were able to possess him so easily. The love he feels for her lowered his defenses allowing you to take control.”

“But I feel that love as well,” said Cole. “It is part of who I am.”

“Yes, but it does not control you, my Lord,” said the Seer. “You control it. That is why you will not make the same mistakes Belthazor made. The power of the Underworld that now courses through you allows you to manipulate it in a way Belthazor was never able to.”

“You had better be right,” said Cole.

“Have I ever failed you before, my Lord?” the Seer asked.

“No, you haven’t,” said Cole. “If not for you the Charmed Ones may have vanquished me for good. Now I have the opportunity to continue my reign in the Underworld.”

“Exactly, my Liege,” said the Seer. “I shall let you know when I have foreseen this vanquishing you spoke of. I shall formulate a plan that shall prevent the vanquishing.”

“Good,” said Cole. “I’d better get back. I’ve finally gotten Phoebe to agree to marry me. I have to keep the momentum going so she doesn’t realize what’s going on until it’s too late.”

Cole turned and left the chamber leaving the Seer alone. She knew it would not be easy foreseeing the vanquishing her master had told her about. But her only use to him was her visions of the future. She knew without them she risked his anger as many other demons had.

[XxP3HalliwellxX]

Wow...that is really good so far. PLease continue! I want to know what happens next! Good job! ;D

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TWO

Phoebe came into the manor carrying two bags of groceries. As she set them down on the entryway table she noticed Paige sitting in the living room reading a book.

“I thought you had work today,” Phoebe said coming into the living room.

“I finished early,” Paige said. “I figured I’d get started on this book you recommended. You’re right. It’s really good.”

“I knew you’d like it,” Phoebe said. “The ending will just blow you away. You’re never going to guess what’s going on.”

“Don’t tell me,” Paige said. “I don’t want to ruin it.”

“I won’t,” Phoebe said. “Just enjoy the book.”

“Phoebe,” said Paige thoughtfully, “I think we need to talk. About Cole.”

“Look,” said Phoebe, “you made your views quite clear. I know you don’t trust Cole and I’m beginning to accept that. But Cole and I are going to get married. His demon days are all behind him. I would have thought that after he helped us vanquish the Source you would have accepted that.”

“I did,” said Paige. “I just can’t explain it. I don’t think he’s being completely honest with us, that’s all. Your future self was very reluctant to tell you anything about the future. If everything were okay why wouldn’t she just say so?”

“I don’t know,” Phoebe said. “I’m sure she had her reasons. Maybe she thought if she said anything she’d change things. Maybe she thought if I knew too much it would give me an unfair advantage. I can’t say why she wouldn’t tell me anything about the future. I just know that you’re wrong about Cole.”

“I hope so,” Paige said. “He knows enough about us to be a real threat. I just can’t shake this feeling that something’s going on that he’s not telling us.”

“We all have our secrets,” Phoebe said. “Look, I know you’re just concerned for me. And I know you wouldn’t be feeling this way unless you honestly felt there was a problem. But trust me. Cole is fine. Belthazor has been vanquished, the Source is gone, the Underworld is in turmoil; all in all I’d say we should be celebrating instead of suspecting people.”

“I know,” Paige said. “I’ll try to give Cole the benefit of the doubt. It won’t be easy but I’ll try.”

“That’s all I ask,” Phoebe said, hugging her sister.

“Well,” said Piper coming in the front door, “looks like you two have made up.”

“I guess I can’t stay mad at her forever,” Phoebe said. “We’ve talked it over and I think things are going to be okay. It’s just going to take some time, that’s all.”

“Good,” Piper said. “At least I don’t have to play peace keeper like I used to do with you and Prue.”

“You said you used to do that quite a bit,” Paige said.

“Oh, she did,” laughed Phoebe. “Prue and I used to fight like cats and dogs. It got better in later years but especially when we were kids it was really bad.”

“Well I guess that’s to be expected when you spend so much time together,” Paige said. “God knows we’ve had our share of arguments.”

“And we’ll probably have more,” Piper said. “But as long as we can talk through them we should be okay. Now, I’d better get started on dinner. I’ll let you know when it’s ready.”

“Hey, why don’t we help?” Phoebe asked. “It’s been a long time since we all pitched in and helped make dinner.”

“Sounds good to me,” Paige said. “Any objections?”

“I guess not,” Piper said. “It would make things easier. Come on, then. I think I’ll make something special tonight.”

As the three sisters moved into the kitchen a small lamp on the desk suddenly shimmered and changed form. The figure that stood on the floor next to the desk looked around the living room. It was barely five feet tall and was a uniform gray all over. It glanced back toward the kitchen then suddenly shimmered out of the living room.

Seconds later the creature appeared in a chamber in the Underworld. Three demons in human form were talking as the smaller creature appeared. They turned to face the creature.

The first demon appeared to be about thirty years of age. He stood just over six feet tall, had shoulder length blonde hair, and was wearing a blonde goatee. The second demon stood only about five and a half feet tall. He had closely cropped black hair and was clean-shaven. The third demon was nearly as tall as the first and had brown hair and was clean-shaven. His eyes, however, were very similar to those of a cat.

“The shifter demon has returned,” said the shorter demon.

“Pal-to,” said demon with blonde hair, “what have you to report?”

“The witches have put aside their differences,” responded the shifter demon.

“They did not know you were there?” asked the blonde demon.

“No,” said Pal-To. “I took the form of a lamp. I went unnoticed.”

“Well,” said the demon with the cat-like eyes, “looks like you had a good idea sending Pal-to to spy on the sisters, Wolf. With the Source vanquished I would imagine they are resting on their laurels, as the humans say.”

“Perhaps,” said Wolf. He turned to Pal-To. “Return to the lower levels. You have done well. You will be rewarded.”

The shifter demons turned and left the chamber.

“So, Wolf,” said the shorter demons, “what do you propose now?”

“We must move slowly, Tennack,” said Wolf. “The sisters have vanquished the Source. The Underworld must be reunited before we can attempt to confront the sisters. They are much too powerful. It will take the combined power of the Underworld if we are to defeat them.”

“You must be joking,” said the demon with the cat eyes. “Defeat the Charmed Ones?”

“That’s precisely what I mean, Keltock,” said Wolf. “As you said, they will be resting on their laurels. The last thing they will be expecting is an attack by demons. They will be expecting us to be disorganized for quite some time. Once I have ascended to the throne of the Source my first priority will be to dispose of those bothersome witches.”

“The Seer has intimated that the current situation is only temporary,” said Tennack. “She has suggested that a new Source will soon emerge.”

“Yes,” said Wolf. “Me. Her visions of the future are well known in the Underworld. I’m sure she was referring to me. With Beelzbor and the other highest level demons gone I am the next logical choice.”

“There is still the advisor,” said Keltock. “It is more likely that he will be the new Source.”

“Malevant has often said he does not wish to be the Source,” said Wolf. “He is content to remain an advisor to the Source. He will not be a contender. That leaves only me.”

“I’m not so sure,” said Tennack. “The Seer has not said who the new Source will be. Perhaps it is another that she speaks of.”

“We will have to wait and see,” said Wolf. “If it is someone else then we shall have to see that he meets with an unfortunate accident. I will be the next Source. And no one, not the Seer nor even Malevant, will stand in my way.”

“You had better be right,” said Tennack. “Traditionally picking another Source has involved a civil war within the Underworld. We would all loose many underlings if that should happen.”

“Trust me,” said Wolf. “In a very short time I will ascend the throne of the Source unchallenged. And the Charmed Ones will no longer be a threat to us.”

Tennack and Keltock looked at each other. If Wolf did become the new Source they would be at his right hand. If choosing a new Source became a fight in the Underworld, the outcome could well be very bloody. And one, or more, of them may not survive such a fight.

[XxP3HalliwellxX]

ooo...this is good. haha...to bad that they don't know that Belthazor is still alive. Can't wait to read the next update!

[noazmale]

THREE

The Seer moved through the mists that constituted the outer fringes of the Underworld. Only one upper level demon made his home here. A demon that all demons knew of. As the former advisor to the Source of All Evil, he preferred to spend the bulk of his time alone in his domain. Even upper level demons were more than happy to leave him to his own devices.

“Malevant,” said the Seer, approaching the master of this domain.

Malevant turned to face the seer. He stood some seven feet tall and his skin was a dark green - nearly black - with bright yellow markings. The markings were vaguely reminiscent of the late Belthazor. His eyes glowed bright red like two piercing spotlights in the dark.

“Seer,” hissed Malevant. “What are you doing here? I did not send for you.”

“I have come on a matter of urgency for the entire Underworld,” said the Seer, no fear in her voice.

“A vision?” Malevant questioned.

“Yes,” said the Seer. “A vision I had some time ago. A vision that involves the Source.”

“The Source is vanquished,” said Malevant. “All demon are aware of that. You yourself helped Turner defeat the Source.”

“Defeat, yes,” said the Seer. “But not vanquish. I spoke with the Source before he confronted the Charmed Ones. I told him that they would defeat him. That there was no way to prevent it.”

“Obviously he did not believe you,” said Malevant.

“On the contrary,” said the Seer. “He was convinced of my vision. He knew he would be defeated. But there was also a part of the vision that I told him. A part I have told to no one else until now.”

“What part? Malevant asked.

“The part that would allow him to have the final victory over the witches,” the Seer said. “As you are now aware, the witches stripped Belthazor from Turner several months ago. Since that time there has been a void in Turner. Turner was born half demon. Stripping Belthazor has stripped half of what Turner is from him.”

“I see,” said Malevant. “It makes sense. What has that to do with the Source?”

“When Turner used the Hollow to strip the Source of his powers,” said the Seer, “that power found a home in one of its’ own. In the void within Turner. Even now that power grows within Turner. Very soon it will completely overwhelm Turner and the Source will be reborn in him.”

“Interesting,” said Malevant. “So you propose that this half demon is to become the next Source?”

“He is the Source,” said the Seer. “Only his body is half human. That which is inside him is fully demon. It will take time before that power can fully assert itself. But once it does Cole Turner will no longer exist. The Source will be reborn in him.”

“An intriguing concept,” said Malevant. “How long before the power will overwhelm Turner?”

“Not long,” said the Seer. “Perhaps a matter of days. Each day the Source becomes stronger. Turner becomes less and less able to resist him. Once the transformation is complete I will present him to the Underworld as the new Source.”

“That’s why you’ve come to me,” said Malevant. “You will need me to vouch what you say is true. So that the Underworld will accept Turner as the Source.”

“Yes,” said the Seer. “I am only a female. Many of the hierarchy will not accept my word on that basis alone. If you were to announce that Turner is the Source, most of the hierarchy will accept it from you. It would prevent what is sure to be a very bloody civil war in the Underworld to choose a new Source.”

“I will need to be convinced before I would make such an announcement,” said Malevant. “Only full demons have ever been the Source. Before I will allow a half demon to be the new Source I must be convinced beyond question that what you tell me is true.”

“I understand,” said the Seer. “Trust me, you will be convinced. When the Source has asserted himself fully he will have all of his memories. I’m sure he will be able to convince you.”

“What of Turner’s memory?” Malevant asked. “If the Source is inhabiting Turner’s body, will he have access to Turner’s memories?”

“Absolutely,” said the Seer. “He will not have access to all of them until the possession is complete. But once that happens, he will know everything that Turner knows.”

“That can be very useful against the witches,” said Malevant. “Turner obviously would have knowledge of them that no other demons would have.”

“Yes,” said the Seer. “It is one of the reasons he will be able to defeat them this time.”

“Who else knows about this?” questioned Malevant.

“No one,” said the Seer, “except a couple of my most trusted subordinates. Until the Source has fully asserted himself, Turner could be vulnerable. A demon with his eye on the throne might try to kill Turner before the transformation is complete. I have decided not to tell anyone else until the Source has fully asserted himself.”

“Very well,” said Malevant. “I shall reserve judgment until the Source himself can convince me. But do not be deceived. If I find that you have lied to me you will not live long enough to regret it. Your usefulness to the Source has protected you up to this point. If Turner is not the Source you will no longer have that protection.”

“I understand,” said the Seer. “You will be convinced. And in a short time you can again resume your position as the primary advisor to the Source of All Evil.”

“We shall see,” said Malevant. “We shall see.”

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FOUR

Leo orbed into the manor just as Piper and the sisters finished preparing dinner.

“Perfect timing,” said Piper, kissing her husband. “You always seem to know just when the food is ready.”

“Perfectly coincidental,” said Leo, smiling.

“So, how are things up there?” Paige asked.

“Still celebrating,” said Leo. “With the Source gone demon activity has dropped off drastically. Some of the White Lighters are finding themselves with a lot of extra time on their hands. Their charges don’t seem to be needing them as much.”

“Well that’s good news, anyway,” said Phoebe. “I’m sure that’s going to change soon enough, though. Eventually the shock of loosing the Source is going to wear off and the demons are going to back up to their old tricks.”

“Not for a while,” said Leo. “They’ll want to choose a new leader first. That’s going to take time. And traditionally it involves a sort of civil war in the Underworld while the leading contenders try to prove they’re the most powerful. That will take out a fair number of demons.”

“Well that’s good news, too,” said Piper. “That will mean fewer demons coming after us.”

“In the mean time,” said Phoebe, “I say we enjoy the respite. I, for one, will enjoy no demon attacks for a while.”

“Hear, hear,” said Paige.

“I saw Michael at the meeting,” Leo said. “He asked if it was okay if he came by for dinner some time. I said I’d have to check with you but I didn’t see any reason he couldn’t.”

“Sure, any time,” said Piper. “Only let me know ahead of time. I’ll be sure to fix something special for him.”

“I’ll do that,” Leo said. “He did say something about tomorrow, if that’s not a problem.”

“No problem at all,” said Piper. “I’ll stop by the market and pick some ingredients up for the dinner. Tell him it should be ready about seven.”

“I’ll do that,” said Leo. “He seemed kind of insistent. I really don’t know why. When I asked him about it he would only say it was because you’re such a good cook and he rarely gets a home cooked meal. But I got the distinct impression he had something specific on his mind.”

“Maybe he’s like the other White Lighters,” Paige suggested. “Maybe he just has some extra time on his hands and doesn’t know what to do with it.”

“Doubtful,” Leo said. “He once told me there’s always something that demands his attention in the Underworld. His dual identities as Michael and Malevant keep him pretty busy most of the time.”

“What about the power struggle?” Phoebe asked. “You said there would be a civil war in the Underworld to choose a new Source. How will that affect Michael?”

“We don’t know,” said Leo. “All demons know that Malevant isn’t interested in ascending to the throne of the Source. So he won’t be directly involved in any fighting that ensues. But a lot of demons will be looking for him to back them. As the personal advisor to the former Source, Malevant’s endorsement would carry a lot of weight.”

“Won’t one of the demons try to take him out if he doesn’t side with them?” Piper asked.

“He doesn’t think so,” said Leo. “He told me he’s not going to endorse any particular demon. That will protect him from any retaliation from most of the demons. Whomever does become the next Source will want Malevants’ support after they take their position.”

“Well if he does want something special,” said Phoebe, “I’m sure he’ll tell us when he gets here. Otherwise, I say we just enjoy his company and try to make his stay as pleasant as possible.”

“So,” said Piper, “any idea what his favorite meal might be?”

“As a matter of fact,” Leo said, “he once mentioned he was particularly fond of your vegetarian lasagna.”

“Vegetarian lasagna it is,” Piper said.

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Michael orbed into a modest house on the outskirts of San Francisco. It was obviously the home to a bachelor. There were none of the feminine touches that a woman would have added. Sitting at a desk apparently grading papers was a man in his late fifties. He just looked up as Michael orbed in.

“Well, Michael,” said the man, “to what do I owe this pleasure?”

“Hello, Jarrod,” said Michael, “I need you to do something for me. I need you to go to a lawyer and see about having a will made out.”

“A will?” questioned Jarrod. “Michael, I already have a will. And I have a regular attorney who handles all of my legal matters. Not that a sixth grade teacher has all that many legal matters. Why do I think this isn’t about a will at all?”

“You always did catch on quickly,” said Michael. “Actually, it’s not about a will at all. But I need you to get into see a certain attorney. It could be a matter of life and death. Mine.”

“I see,” said Jarrod. “I guess that means there’s something you’d like this particular attorney to forget.”

“Precisely,” said Michael. “First, I need to tell you that you aren’t the only one who knows my secret. A short time back the Charmed Ones discovered my dual identities. As did their White Lighter.”

“Well, I suppose your secret is safe enough with them,” said Jarrod. “I hardly think the Charmed Ones would divulge your other personae as Malevant.”

“Precisely,” said Michael. “Unfortunately, one of them is engaged to this attorney I mentioned. And he also learned my secret. It hasn’t been a problem up until now. But things have changed. Very soon this attorney may be in a position to expose me.”

“Why would he do that?” Jarrod asked.

“I can’t answer that,” said Michael. “Believe me, it’s best if you don’t know. Let’s just say that if he doesn’t forget that little tidbit of information my life will become very uncomfortable very soon.”

“Well,” said Jarrod, “that should be easy enough. It’s actually a very small amount of information to remove from someone’s memory. I shouldn’t think it would be too difficult.”

“Just be careful,” said Michael. “He can be very dangerous. Especially if he learns you’re a witch. He won’t hesitate to kill you. And trust me. He’s more than capable of doing exactly that.”

“Not to worry,” said Jarrod. “It won’t be the first time I’ve used my ability to remove memories from someone. And as small as this information is it won’t take more than a second or two for me to remove it. I can do it while he’s writing down the information for my new will. Do you want me to retain the memory for reimplantation later?”

“No,” said Michael. “I don’t foresee any change in the situation in the future. I think it’s best if this information is lost forever.”

“Okay,” said Jarrod. “I’ll call him in the morning and set up an appointment.”

Michael handed Jarrod a piece of paper.

“I took the liberty of setting one up for you all ready,” said Michael. “Here’s his name and the address to his office. You have an appointment tomorrow at three.”

“Pretty confident I’d say yes,” said Jarrod smiling at Michael.

“Guilty,” said Michael. “Thanks, Jarrod. I appreciate it.”

“No problem,” said Jarrod. “You’ve helped me out on any number of occasions. It’s the least I can do.”

“Thanks again,” said Michael.

Michael orbed out of the house as Jarrod looked over the paper Michael had given him.

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FIVE

Wolf, Tennack, and Keltock walked into the large chamber in the Underworld. The chamber had originally belonged to the Source of All Evil. With the Source vanquished it had lain empty. Most of the lower level demons avoided the chamber out of a long standing fear. The higher-level demons all had their own domains.

“This is risky,” said Keltock. “Traditionally, this chamber is to be left undisturbed until a new Source is chosen. Many will think us too bold for meeting here.”

“Don’t worry, Keltock,” said Wolf. “Once I’m the Source no one will be concerned with our presence here.”

“If you become the Source,” said Tennack. “That is not a certainty yet. The Seer refuses to tell anyone of her vision.”

“She has spoken to Malevant,” said Keltock. “Perhaps he is the one in her vision.”

“I doubt it,” said Wolf. “If he had wished to replace the Source he would have done so by now. Many of the hierarchy would back him. Enough so that there would be no serious contention from anyone else. As of yet he has made no move to become the new Source.”

“I agree,” said Keltock. “If the advisor had wanted to be the new Source he would have stepped in immediately. That still leaves us with the question of who will be the next Source.”

“I’ve been thinking about that,” said Wolf. “As we have already discussed, selecting a new Source normally involves a great deal of conflict. Perhaps there is a more efficient way to affect the new selection.”

“And what would that be?” Keltock asked. “You know the new Source must be powerful enough to not only take the position but to hold it once he has taken it.”

“Then we will just have to prove I am the most powerful,” said Wolf. “And there is one sure fire way to prove that.”

“You aren’t suggesting we go after the Charmed Ones?” Tennack asked. “That option has already been tried. When the Source was vanquished, LaTarrin, Mephistan, Talistar, and Beelzbor decided that was the best way to choose a new Source. They were vanquished for their trouble. The Charmed Ones are too powerful for us.”

“True,” said Wolf. “But that was because they went after the Charmed Ones directly. And they made it a competition. By the time they combined their forces it was too late. The witches were ready for them.”

“So what do you suggest?” Tennack asked.

“We overwhelm them,” said Wolf. “We don’t go after the Charmed Ones directly. First, we go after those closest to them. Keep them off balance.”

“How does that get us to the Charmed Ones?” asked Keltock. “Killing mortals will hardly prove any of us is worthy to be the Source.”

“Not in and of itself,” said Wolf. “But imagine their reaction when those closest to them begin to die.”

“And they’ll come after us immediately,” said Tennack. “Any demonic activity, even to mortals, will alert the witches to our presence.”

“Not if those deaths are not demonically related,” said Wolf. “We have to carefully orchestrate each death so that it appears to be an accident, suicide, anything but a demon attack.”

“I’m with Keltock,” said Tennack. “I still do not see how this gets us to the Charmed Ones.”

“The witches will be grieving,” said Wolf. “Trying to figure why one of their closest friends committed suicide, for example. Then another friend is killed by a supposedly random robbery. Then another dies from what the humans call a hit-and-run.”

“And with so many deaths so close together,” said Keltock, “the witches will immediately suspect us, even if there is no indication of demonic involvement. We’re right back where we started from.”

“Yes,” said Wolf. “And we give them what they want. We give them some of our underlings as an ‘offering’ to appease their suspicion.”

“You mean sacrifice some underlings so the Charmed Ones find their demonic involvement,” said Tennack.

“Exactly,” said Wolf. “Once the witches have vanquished the underlings they will be satisfied they have taken care of the demons killing their friends. Satisfied they have dealt with the demons they will take time to grieve, dropping their guard.”

“Then what?” Keltock asked. “Some humans will be dead and we will have lost some underlings. And this plan does not prove one of us is worthy to be the new Source.”

“I’ve only told you two phases of the plan,” said Wolf. “Phase one is killing the mortals. Phase two is sacrificing the underlings to appease the witches’ suspicions. Phase three will be the most important part of the plan.”

“And just what is phase three?” Tennack asked.

“We kill the Charmed Ones,” said Wolf. “Only we don’t wait. We attack very shortly after they’ve vanquished the underlings. Within a matter of minutes.”

“Attack the Charmed Ones?” Keltock asked. “Are you insane?”

“No,” said Wolf. “Once they have vanquished our underlings they will return to their manor. We will be waiting there for them. As soon as they open the front door we attack. Whichever sister opens the door will suffer the brunt of our attacks. Not even a Charmed One can withstand the attack from all three of us at the same time.”

“And if it works,” said Tennack, “we get only one sister. That still leaves two of them to deal with. And even individually they can be quite formidable. They’ve proven that time and again.”

“Yes,” said Wolf. “But at precisely the same moment we attack we have several of our underlings attack them from the outside. Just a moment after they open the door. They’ll turn to defend themselves against that attack. That’s when we strike. They won’t be expecting an attack so soon after vanquishing the first group of underlings. And they won’t be expecting an attack from two flanks at the same time. Especially from inside their own home.”

“It is risky,” said Keltock. “If their White Lighter opens the front door we will loose the element of surprise. There will be no Dark Lighters around to take care of the White Lighter.”

“There is always an element of risk when dealing with these witches,” said Wolf. “And I’ll grant you something could go wrong. But once we pull this off even the hierarchy will have to accept me as the new Source.”

“With us as your right hand,” Tennack gloated.

“Exactly,” said Wolf. “With the added bonus that the Charmed Ones will never bother us again. And once we’ve disposed of the witches we’ll destroy that accursed Book of Shadows so no future witches will be able to use it.”

“It is an excellent plan,” Keltock said. “If we time it just right they’ll never know what hit them.”

“I assume you all ready have a plan?” Tennack asked. “About how to divert their attention?”

“I have,” said Wolf, pulling out a piece of parchment. “I have the names of four of their closest friends. We can begin immediately. By the time we get to the fourth name the sisters will be grieving heavily. And with the fourth attack we ‘let it slip’ that it’s demonically related. That will put them on the track of the underlings.”

“So, who will be the first victim?” Keltock asked.

“It must be someone very close to them,” said Wolf. “Someone that will deal them a very serious blow. I think the first death should be a suicide. That will have them questioning why.

“Who is that close to them?” Tennack asked.

“There are two,” Wolf said. “The first is a police officer named Morris. He knows their secret and has even helped them on occasion. But as close as he is, I believe there is one other who is even closer. One that will shake them to their very core.”

“He must be very close,” said Keltock.

“He is,” said Wolf. “And you both know him. We’ve all worked with him before. And we all have reason to want him dead. His name is Cole Turner.”

“Belthazor?” Keltock questioned. “The Charmed Ones vanquished his demonic half months ago. He’s nothing but a mortal now.”

“And he’s engaged to the middle sister,” Wolf said. “If he commits suicide it will be a blow that will send her reeling. So I suggest we send a couple of underlings to ‘assist’ Turner in committing suicide. Without his powers he will be no match for them.”

“And we begin our journey that will culminate in total control of the Underworld,” said Tennack.

[noazmale]

SIX

“Excellent as always,” said Michael as they ate dinner. “And your vegetarian lasagna is even better than I remember it, Piper.”

“Well, thank you, Michael,” said Piper. “It’s nice to know at least someone appreciates all the effort I put into it.”

“Hey, we appreciate it, too,” said Paige.

“Well, you could say so once in a while,” said Piper. “Usually you scarf it down and run out somewhere.”

“Okay, maybe we don’t say it enough,” said Phoebe. “But we do appreciate all the effort you put into the meals. And Michael is right. This is better than usual.”

“She knows you appreciate it,” said Leo. “But it is good to hear you say so once in a while.”

“We’ll try to remember that in the future,” said Paige.

“So, where’s Cole?” Michael asked. “I assumed he’d be here for dinner.”

“Working late,” said Phoebe. “He’s got this big case he’s been working on lately. He said something about a really big inheritance. There are a thousand little details he has to work out before the will can be probated or something.”

“Inheritance,” said Michael, remembering his conversation with the Seer. “Did he happen to mention who the client was?”

“No, not really,” said Phoebe. “Just that it was someone very rich who died suddenly very recently. And that an unknown heir has suddenly surfaced and apparently everything goes to this heir. He really didn’t say much about it. Something about attorney-client confidentiality or something.”

“I see,” said Michael.

“Why the interest in Cole?” Piper asked.

“Oh, nothing special,” said Michael. “I was just kind of wondering how he’s been adjust without having his demonic powers, that’s all. It can’t be easy for him, I’m sure.”

“It’s not,” said Phoebe. “But he was able to get on at a local law firm. They seemed happy to get a former ADA on their staff. But he’s adjusting.”

“That’s good,” said Michael. “There have been some rumors circulating around the Underworld. Several of the higher-level demons have been making overtures about becoming the next Source. Nothing definite but I thought you should know about them. Just so you can be prepared.”

“Rumors?” Leo questioned. “The Elders haven’t said anything about any rumors.”

“I haven’t told them yet,” said Michael. “There are always rumors in the Underworld. More so now that the top position is vacant. I’ll let them know when I have something more concrete.”

“Any idea who might be making a bid?” Paige asked.

“Like I said, just rumors right now,” said Michael. “A couple have even approached Malevant about throwing his support behind them. But for now I’m just going to bide my time. As long as I don’t make any public announcements about a particular demon they’ll all think they will have a chance at my support.”

“Just be careful,” said Piper. “That’s sounds like it could be dangerous.”

“Just being down there is dangerous,” said Michael. “Luckily most of them have a healthy fear of the former advisor to the Source. And my ‘domain’ makes most of them nervous. I don’t think I’ll have any problems out of any of them.”

“Well, if you need any help, you know where to find us,” said Piper. “After vanquishing the Source I’m sure most of them will think twice about going up against us.”

“I hope so,” said Michael. “But if a demon can kill even one of you it will go a long way to solidifying their claim to be the new Source. That’s why I told you about the rumors. You need to be extra careful for a while.”

“We appreciate the warning,” said Paige.

“My pleasure,” said Michael. “Now, if it’s not too much bother, I wouldn’t mind another piece of lasagna.”

“At least the turmoil in the Underworld hasn’t hurt your appetite,” laughed Piper.
* * *

Cole sat in his office flipping through papers without much enthusiasm. He would have liked to be at home with Phoebe tonight. But when they told him Michael was coming for dinner he thought it best if he stayed away. He wasn’t sure if Michael would be able to sense the power in him. That would upset his plans.

Suddenly two figures flamed into his office. He looked up to see the two demons approach him. He recognized both of them. Shelack and Quintor. Mercenaries Belthazor had worked with on occasion. He had never cared much for them but they had been useful at the time.

“Well, well,” said Cole standing up from his desk, “to what do I owe the honor of this visit?”

“Business,” said Shelack. “It seems you’ve become a problem to some in the hierarchy. We’ve been hired to remove that problem.”

“Someone put a contract out on me?” Cole questioned. “Why would they do that? It must be common knowledge that I’m not longer Belthazor. His power is gone forever, or hadn’t you heard?”

“We know,” said Quintor. “But you know the drill, Cole. It’s nothing personal. Like you always said, business is business.”

“Of course,” said Cole. “So, who is it? Which of the hierarchy feels that I’m a threat to them?”

“You know we aren’t going to tell you that,” said Shelack. “But he did say that we should make it quick and relatively painless. A former demon of Belthazor’s status deserves at least that.”

“Aren’t you worried about the Brotherhood?” Cole asked. “They won’t look kindly on the two of you killing me. You know the code. Once a brother, always a brother. You’re risking their anger even attempting this.”

“Well, now,” said Quintor, “that’s not going to be much of a problem.”

Quintor raised his hand and the window to Cole’s right shattered.

“As far as anyone will know,” said Shelack, “you’ll just be another human who inexplicably took his own life. I’m sure most demons will figure it was because you’ve had your demonic half stripped from you. That you were unable to adjust adequately to living as a mortal and decided to end it all. The Brotherhood won’t be looking for us if they don’t know we’re involved.”

“Suicide?” questioned Cole. “Anyone who knows me isn’t going to buy that. Especially those of the Brotherhood.”

“Well,” said Quinton, forming an energy ball, “with nothing to connect us to this, they won’t have anything to go on. Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. It really doesn’t matter to us. Any damage caused by the energy ball will all but be obliterated when your body falls twenty-seven stories to the street below. But one way or another you’re going out that window. And as a pathetic human there is no way for you to stop it.”

“I suppose you’re right,” said Cole.

Suddenly Cole formed a fireball and cast it directly at Quinton. The demons was vanquished before it could raise its’ hand to defend itself.

“If I were a pathetic human,” Cole said to Shelack, Cole’s eyes flashing. “But as you can see, I’m not exactly the pathetic human you’ve assumed I am. Now, shall we have a little chat? Oh, and trust me. If you even attempt to flame out of here you won’t live long enough to reach your destination.”

Shelack just stared at Cole, a look of abject fear on his face.

[noazmale]

SEVEN

“It is quite a dilemma,” said the Elder as he and Michael walked through the White Lighter realm. “On the one hand, if you make a move against Turner, the Seer is bound to discover your true identity. Since she has only told Malevant about Turner it would be quite simple for her to figure out where the information has come from.”

“Exactly,” said Michael. “On the other hand, I can’t simply stand by and do nothing. The Charmed Ones could be in very serious danger. Turner is very close to them, especially Phoebe. They’re planning to be married. But if the Source has possessed Turner, the consequences could be catastrophic.”

“And you can’t tell them what’s going on,” said the Elder. “There would be too much of a risk that Turner might discover what’s going on. What about his knowledge of your dual identity? That puts you at risk as well.”

“I’ve taken care of that,” said Michael. “Jarrod Parker paid Turner a visit on the pretense of wanting to draw up a will. He was able to remove that little tidbit of information from Turner’s mind. So I’m safe at least for the moment.”

“Do you have any plans?” the Elder asked. “Your usefulness to us as Malevant is invaluable. But not at the risk of your life. If the Source is reborn in Turner he won’t hesitate to kill anyone that stands in his way, including you.”

“I’ve been thinking about that,” said Malevant. “It’s dangerous but it seems to be my only option. When the Seer brings Turner to me I’m going to say that I don’t believe the Source has possessed him. In a fit of characteristic rage at being played the fool, Malevant will vanquish Turner.”

“That is dangerous,” said the Elder. “If he has access to the Source’s power you might be the one that ends up vanquished. Especially if the Seer becomes involved. She may be only a female demon but she is still very powerful. Do you think Malevant can handle both of them?”

“The Source hasn’t taken Turner over completely yet,” said Michael. “The Seer said as much. Which means Turner doesn’t have access to all of the Sources’ powers. And I think it will take a while before he does have access to them. That should give me the edge I need.”

“Plus,” said the Elder, “when he was vanquished, the Source lost the power of the Underworld the Ascension Ceremony gave him. To get it back he’ll have to go through the ceremony again. That should weaken him considerably.”

“My concern are the sisters,” said Michael. “Especially Phoebe. If I’m successful she may never believe that the Source has possessed Turner. She may not forgive me for vanquishing the man she loves.”

“True,” said the Elder. “But there is the greater good to consider here. Turner as the Source would be a grave threat to not only the Charmed Ones but to the forces of good everywhere. They vanquished him once but at such a terrible cost. I’m not sure even they would be capable of vanquishing him a second time. As powerful as they are they are still human. And they do have their limits.”

“Yes,” said Michael. “But they’ve given so much all ready. More than anyone should be asked to give. It just doesn’t seem right to take away Phoebe’s happiness when she’s so close.”

“You’re not doing that,” said the Elder. “The Source did that when he possessed Turner. Although I’m not sure the sisters will see it that way. What about forcing the Source out of Turner? Have you considered that option?”

“Yes,” said Michael. “I’m not sure that’s possible. And even if it were the only magic strong enough to do it would be the Power of Three.”

“Which would require telling the sisters of what’s transpired,” said the Elder. “And I’m sure they wouldn’t believe you, at least not at first.”

“Phoebe won’t,” said Michael. “Paige probably would. I get the feeling she’s suspicious of Turner anyway. Piper would be eventually come to believe it. But by the time anyone was able to convince all of them of what’s happened it might be too late.”

“What about Leo?” the Elder asked. “He could be very useful in convincing them. Piper is married to him. The sisters trust him implicitly. They know he would never do anything that would hurt them. You might consider enlisting his aid in this.”

“I’ve considered that,” said Michael. “And I’m sure he’d believe me if I told him. The problem is that it could cause strife among them. And if they’re distracted by arguing about it they could be vulnerable to a demon attack. Several demons are making overtures about being the next Source. And you know as well as I do that taking out the Charmed Ones would almost guarantee any demon the ascension.”

“Yes, it would,” said the Elder. “So, what do you plan to do?”

“For the moment, nothing,” said Michael. “I have my spies out in the Underworld trying to narrow down the demons who are serious about making a play for the throne. Maybe with a little luck an opportunity will present itself.”

“I certainly hope so,” said the Elder. “But just remember. If it appears that your secret is going to be compromised, get out of the Underworld immediately. You’ll do no one any good if you’re dead.”

“Don’t worry,” said Michael. “Having Malevant vanquished isn’t exactly on my top ten list of things to do.”

* * *

“This isn’t good,” said Keltock. “Quintor and Shelack should have returned by now. Something must have gone wrong.”

“Nothing’s gone wrong,” said Wolf. “Quintor and Shelack have no love lost for Turner. I’m sure they just want to savor the moment for a while. Turner has no powers, remember? Nothing could possibly have gone wrong.”

“I wouldn’t say that exactly,” said Cole, walking into the chamber.

“Turner,” gasped Wolf. “What…. How did you get down here?”

“I have my little secrets,” said Cole. “You’d be surprised what I’m capable of these days. Oh, by the way. Quintor and Shelack won’t be joining us. For the rest of their lives.”

“This is impossible,” said Tennack. “No mortal is capable of standing against two mercenaries of Quintor and Shelack’s status. How did you escape them?”

“You have a lot of nerve,” said Cole, ignoring Tennack’s question. “Being in the private chambers of the Source. The enchantments on this chamber prevent any magic from being used here. Which means you’re safe from any other demons that might want to dispose of you. Other demons vying for the recently vacated throne of the Source.”

“Which also means that as long as you’re in this chamber,” said Wolf, “you’re protected from us. How fortunate for you.”

“Oh, I’m not real worried about that,” said Cole. “You might find I’m not such an easy target.”

“How did you get down here?” Keltock asked. “The only way to get to the Underworld is to shimmer here. We know Belthazor was stripped from you months ago. What demon helped you get here?”

”Keltock,” said Cole. “I should have known if Wolf was here I’d find you and Tennack would be involved. And I have no doubt that Wolf is behind it.”

“You haven’t answered Keltock’s question,” Wolf said. “This chamber may be enchanted to prevent magic use. But that is not true of the rest of the Underworld. Once you step outside this chamber, you’re as vulnerable as any mortal.”

“That would be true,” said Cole, his eyes flashing. “If I were mortal. I should have vanquished you when you vanquished Pental thinking I’d put you on the Triad with his death. But you’ve been so useful to me. And now you send those two pathetic mercenaries to kill me. Maybe I should reconsider vanquishing you?”

“Pental?” Wolf questioned. “That’s impossible. No one knew I vanquished Pental. No one but….”

“But the Source,” said Cole, flashing his eyes again. “Really, Wolf, did you think even those three witches could vanquish me permanently? I was the Source for five hundred years. I have power that no one suspects. And once I reascend my throne again I’ll deal with all those who turned on me.”

“No,” Wolf gasped. “It’s not possible.”

“It is quite possible,” said Cole. “And you’re going to tell me why you would think that a former demon with no powers would be considered a threat to you.”

[pheebs13]

I'm sorry but this seems like an already created episode and you just changed a few things.

[noazmale]

Well, it may contain some elements that appeared in some episodes (which is hard not to do after 8 years of Charmed) but I can assure you the story is an original work. I don't rework episodes.

Jerry

[noazmale]

EIGHT

Cole came into the manor just as Phoebe was coming down the stairs.

“Hey, sweetie,” said Phoebe, kissing him lightly. “What are you doing home in the middle of the afternoon?”

“Just thought I would take a break and come see my best girl,” said Cole smiling. “Sorry I couldn’t make dinner last night. I had a very important deposition I had to take.”

“That’s okay,” said Phoebe. “Everyone understands you’re busy.”

“How’s Michael?” Coles asked.

“He’s fine,” Phoebe said. “He asked about you.”

“He did?” Cole questioned. “What did he want to know?”

“He was just wondering how you were doing,” Phoebe said. “He understands it’s been hard for you without your powers.”

“I see,” said Cole. “Well, maybe next time he comes by he and I can visit.”

“He’d probably like that,” said Phoebe. “So, how goes the probate?”

“A few minor glitches,” said Cole. “But then, the bigger the estate the more problems there usually are. This is a very big estate so there’s bound to be several problems crop up.”

“I know you can handle it,” said Phoebe. “You’re a very good lawyer.”

“So I keep saying,” said Cole, joking.

“Oh, Cole, I didn’t hear anyone come in,” said Paige coming in from the kitchen.

“I just got here,” said Cole. “Had a lull in my work and decided to take a break.”

“Okay,” said Paige coldly.

“Paige,” Phoebe chided her sister.

“No, it’s okay,” said Cole. “Look, Paige, I know you think something’s going on that I’m not telling you. But there isn’t, really. I don’t know why you’re so suspicious but I can assure you the only thing going on is my work.”

“If you say so,” said Paige. “Well, I need to be getting back to work. Phoebe, tell Piper I should be home on time.”

“I will,” said Phoebe.

“Don’t mind her,” said Cole. “She doesn’t know me as well as you do. She’ll come around eventually.”

“I know,” said Phoebe. “I just wish she’d say why she’s so suspicious.”

“Don’t worry about it,” said Cole. “What about other visitors? Any unwanted guests lately?”

“Nope, no demons for several days,” said Phoebe. “Why? You think any are planning to attack?”

“You never can tell,” said Cole. “With the Source vanquished there’s going to be a power struggle in the Underworld. Some of those demons might think that taking out your guys is a good way to guarantee their ascension as the new Source.”

“Michael said the same thing,” Phoebe said. “You really think any demon would come after just after we’ve vanquished the Source?”

“Most demons are basically bullies,” said Cole. “And like most bullies, most of them think they’re stronger than they really are. There were more than a few demons who wanted to take him out but he was too powerful.”

“And we took him out,” said Phoebe. “Doesn’t that show that we’re more powerful than he was?”

“Not all demons will look at it that way,” said Cole. “You’re only humans. Some may think you just got lucky. They may think they’ll have better luck than the Source did. Just be careful, that’s all I’m saying.”

“We will be,” said Phoebe.

“Well,” said Cole looking at his watch, “I should be getting back to work. As they say, the paperwork never ends.”

“What about dinner?” Phoebe asked. “Will you be home for dinner?”

“Probably not,” Cole said. “I need to check on a couple of things. I’ll be home as soon as I can.”

“Okay,” Phoebe said. “Just try not to be too late.”

* * *

Keltock was pacing the chamber. He was visibly upset and worried. Tennack and Wolf just stared at him.

“Keltock, will you relax,” said Wolf.

“How can I relax?” Keltock asked. “The Source is back. He was right here. And you told him everything.”

“I only told him what we had planned,” said Wolf. “But I didn’t tell him everything. I didn’t tell him about our new plans.”

“New plans?” Tennack questioned. “What new plans? Wolf, what are you babbling about? He knows all about our plans to weaken the Charmed Ones by going after their closest friends. And you heard what he said. If we do anything that places any of the witch’s friends in danger we’ll have to deal with him. I, for one, don’t relish having the Source coming after me.”

“That’s not going to be a problem,” said Wolf, smiling. “Very soon he’s going to be much too busy to worry about us.”

“Busy?” Keltock asked. “Busy doing what?”

“Defending himself,” said Wolf.

“Against whom?” Tennack asked.

“The very people he’s trying to protect,” said Wolf. “We’re not going after the Charmed Ones any more. First, we have to take care of the Source.”

“How?” Keltock asked. “None of us were powerful enough to confront him. Just how in the Underworld do you suggest we do that?”

“By exposing him to those closest to him,” said Wolf. “It’s a foregone conclusion that the witches won’t believe us if we try to tell them the Source has come back in Turner. But if we expose him to the witches they’ll have no choice but vanquish him again.”

“You think it will work?” Tennack asked.

“It can’t fail,” Wolf said, smiling again. “Once we’ve exposed him to the Charmed Ones they’ll vanquish him. The middle sister will be very distraught at having to vanquish her lover. And her sisters will be there to comfort her. While they’re distracted, we move in and kill them all.”

“And if the Source should prove stronger than the witches?” Keltock asked. “What then?”

“If by some miracle he should be able to stand against them,” said Wolf, “then we’ll be on hand to finish him off after the witches have weakened him. Either way they will do most of our work for us. All we have to do is wait until it’s over and clean up the mess.”

“Brilliant,” said Tennack. “Absolutely brilliant. We pit everyone against each other. And we reap the rewards for ourselves.”

“Now,” said Wolf, “all we have to do is come up with the perfect time to expose Turner. The time when it will do the most damage.”

[noazmale]

NINE

Cole appeared in the chamber of the Seer. She was busy staring into a pool of water and turned when he appeared.

“Welcome, my Lord,” said the Seer.

“We have a problem,” said Cole unceremoniously. “Shelack and Quintor tried to vanquish me. They didn’t know my true identity. They thought I was still Turner.”

“Obviously they failed,” said the Seer. “And I assume you punished them properly.”

“That’s not the problem,” said Cole. “They were hired by Wolf. He, Tennack, and Keltock are making a serious bid for the throne. They actually had a reasonably good plan. Fortunately I was the first step in their plan. Now that their plan has failed I’m sure they’ll think of something else.”

“I do not see the problem,” said the Seer. “Simply vanquish them. You have enough power to do that even at this stage.”

“But if they know about me,” said Cole, “they might have told others. Vanquishing them would only delay the inevitable. We need to push our plans up. The Underworld needs to know I’ve returned so that any demons vying for my throne will give up.”

“That would not be prudent,” said the Seer. “You are still weak. Until you have regained all of your power you could still be at risk from some of the higher-level demons. If we reveal your true identity and they should discover you are not at full power you could find yourself in the middle of exactly what you wish to prevent.”

“Then we convince them I am at full power,” said Cole. “None dared oppose me before because I was too powerful. We simply have to show them that I still possess that power. That none have the strength to oppose me and live.”

“And how would you suggest we do that?” the Seer asked. “Other than killing the Charmed Ones. And you have said that is not an option.”

“It still isn’t,” said Cole. “You have to come up with a plan. Something that will convince the Underworld that I have returned.”

“I have all ready thought of that,” said the Seer. “I have spoken to Malevant. Once he is convinced that you are who you claim he will vouch for you. No demon would dare challenge you then. You know Malevant will remain loyal. The rest of the Underworld will not wish to challenge both you and him.”

“Yes,” said Cole. “That will work. Malevant corroborates that I have returned. Once that happens my reputation should keep most of the hierarchy in line. And if there are any who wish to challenge me we will just have Malevant dispose of them. Until I my power has completely returned.”

“Exactly,” said the Seer. “But first we must convince Malevant. He has said if he is not convinced he will vanquish us both. And he is more than capable of doing it at your reduced power. The question is how to convince Malevant beyond any doubt of your true identity. It must be something that will convince him utterly.”

“That should be simple enough,” said Cole. “I shall simply tell him things that only he and I know. That should be enough to prove to him who I am.”

“Perhaps,” said the Seer. “But whatever you tell him must be something that is indisputable. Something that no one else could possibly have learned. Otherwise he will just assume that Turner discovered the information.”

“There is one thing,” said Cole. “Enough to convince even Malevant of my true identity. Something that is unquestionable.”

“And what is that, my Liege?” the Seer asked.

“Never mind,” said Cole. “This is too important to risk it getting out at this stage. Simply bring Malevant to me in my private chambers as soon as you can arrange it. Let me know when he’s ready and I’ll go there. Then I’ll prove to him my true identity.”

“As you wish, my Lord,” said the Seer. “I will contact him right away.”

“Good,” said Cole.

Cole shimmered out of the chamber leaving the Seer alone. This was a dangerous move. Malevant’s anger was legendary in the Underworld. Whatever Cole was planning could backfire. And if that happened, the Seer had no doubts that Malevant would vanquish them both.

She turned and left her chamber heading for the lower levels. She would need some guarantee that Malevant would not vanquish them if Cole’s proof proved not to be substantial enough. Even as powerful as Malevant was even he was vulnerable to sheer numbers. She would need Malevant’s aid in the near future but she needed Cole even more. If it came down to a choice, Cole would have to survive no matter the cost. Her selection from the lower chambers would have to be very specific.

[noazmale]

TEN

Michael appeared at the Halliwell manor the next day. He had deliberately not mentioned anything to Leo or the girls about coming. He wanted the chance to catch Cole off guard. With the Source possessing Cole, he would be a very real threat not only to Michael, but them as well. If there was a confrontation, Michael felt it best if the Charmed Ones were present.

“Michael, what are you doing here?” Piper asked as he walked into the kitchen where she had just finished preparing breakfast. “Come to invite yourself to breakfast?”

“I wish I could,” said Michael. “It all looks great. No, I just stopped by to see Leo for a moment.”

“He’s in Australia or somewhere,” said Piper. “One of his other charges called for him and he orbed out a bit ago. He said he’d be back soon.”

“The hazards of being a White Lighter,” said Michael, smiling at Piper. “Where’s everyone else?”

“Let’s see,” said Piper. “Paige left for work early to catch up on some paperwork. Phoebe and Cole are still upstairs. They should be down right away. Sure you don’t want to stay for breakfast? There’s plenty. And you’re more than welcome.”

“Well,” said Michael, “I do have to wait for Leo to get back. If you’re sure it’s not an imposition.”

“You’re never an imposition,” said Piper. “You’re practically one of the family.”

“Hey, Michael,” said Phoebe, coming into the kitchen. Cole was close behind. “What brings you here?”

“White Lighter business,” said Michael. “Only the White Lighter I need to see isn’t here at the moment. Hello, Cole. It’s good to see you again.”

Cole was taken aback when he saw Michael in the kitchen. He had deliberately avoided any contact with Michael for fear that his dual nature as the Source might be compromised. Now, that was impossible. If he did anything but act cordial they’d all know something was up.

“Good to see you again, too, Michael,” said Cole. “Uh, sorry I missed you the other night.”

“No problem,” said Michael. “Man has to earn a living. Phoebe says you’re adjusting well to life without your powers.”

“Yeah, I guess so,” said Cole. “It’s hard sometimes. Some of the things I never gave a second thought to now seem so complicated.”

“I can imagine,” said Michael. “Shimmering across town is much easier than calling a cab.”

“Yeah,” said Cole. “But I’m adjusting. It will just take a little time, that’s all.”

“I’m sure it will,” said Michael. “And you seem to be doing so quite well. Even have a job and everything I understand.”

“Yes,” said Cole. “I am still an attorney. At least I have that to fall back on.”

“That’s good,” said Michael. “Piper, I’m afraid I’ll have to take a rain check on breakfast. It appears the Elders want to see me right now. Probably nothing serious. With the Source gone demonic activity is down.”

“Any time, Michael,” said Piper.

“Phoebe,” said Michael, “good to see you again. I’ll try to stop by again soon. And tell Paige I said hello.”

“I’ll do that,” said Phoebe.

“Take good care of her, Cole,” said Michael. “She’s very special.”

“Oh, I will,” said Cole.

Michael orbed out of the manor and Cole relaxed. If Michael had sensed anything unusual about him he would have done something. Michael, like his brother, Malevant, had some abilities unique to just them. Not even Cole knew what all of them were. If anyone would be able to sense the Source in Cole it would have been Michael. Fortunately that hadn’t happened. Cole was satisfied his secret was safe at least for the moment.

* * *

“And you have no doubt whatsoever?” the Elder asked Michael.

“None,” said Michael. “The Source has definitely possessed Turner. I could sense it immediately. And the possession is growing stronger. Soon I don’t think Turner will be able to resist him any longer.”

“Then we have no choice,” said the Elder. “Turner must be vanquished. He’s too great a threat to the Charmed Ones and to us.”

“That may be a problem,” said Michael.

“Why?” the Elder asked. “If the Source is possessing Turner then all we need to is vanquish him. That should put an end to him forever.”

“And kill an innocent in the process,” said Michael. “My duality as a White Lighter and a demon allowed me to sense both of them in Turner. There’s a terrible conflict going on inside him. One is the Source. His evil is nearly overwhelming.

“But I also sensed Turner in him. With Belthazor vanquished, Turner’s demonic half is all but destroyed. Which means he’s no more prone to evil than any other human. Plus I sensed a strong aura of good in Turner. The Turner inside. I don’t think we’re talking about a half demon any more. I think since Belthazor was vanquished, Turner is now completely human.”

“If that’s so,” said the Elder, “then you are aware of the ramifications as well as I am.”

“Yes,” said Michael. “That makes Turner an innocent. If we vanquish the body, we vanquish the innocent. And you know that’s not an option. That would violate everything the Elders and White Lighters were established to protect.”

“Yes,” said the Elder. “I must convene the council immediately. We have to make a decision and quickly. Michael, this secret may not be kept for much longer. While we cannot vanquish an innocent we also cannot allow the Source to be reborn in him.”

“I understand that,” said Michael. “Which means I also can’t vanquish Turner when the Seer brings him to me. Somehow we have to find a way to vanquish the Source without harming Cole Turner.”

“At this point,” said the Elder, “I don’t see how that’s going to be possible.”

“Neither do I,” said Michael. “But we have to find a way. I’ve spent the last hundred years protecting the innocent. I won’t be involved in killing one even to stop the Source.”

“And the Elder Council has been protecting the innocent much longer than that,” said the Elder. “Killing Turner is not an option. This is very serious. If we don’t find a resolution soon the Source will take Turner over completely. Then we will have no choice but to vanquish him.”

“We still have some time,” said Michael. “Turner is still resisting the Source. His love for Phoebe gives him strength. I’ll see what I can come up with. I’ll let you know as soon as I do.”

“Good,” said the Elder. “I’ll let you know what the council decides as soon as we’ve made a decision. We must tread very carefully, Michael. There is more at stake here than simply the life of one innocent.”

“I know,” said Michael. “My secret could get out as well. Not to mention that the Charmed Ones are at risk. I’m not sure how the Source will deal with Phoebe but I have no doubt he won’t hesitate to kill Piper and Paige if they should learn his secret. For their sakes we need to figure out something right away.”

“Stay in touch,” said the Elder. “The council is convening right now. I should have something for you soon.”

“Just call,” said Michael. “I’ll get here as quickly as I can. Right now Malevant needs to make an appearance in the Underworld. I can’t afford to be gone too long.”

“Take care, my friend,” said the Elder.

“You, too,” said Michael.

Michael changed form into Malevant and shimmered out of the White Lighter realm. The Elder turned and walked the short distance to the council meeting. He wasn’t relishing the task ahead of them. In order to protect all of humanity it may become necessary to destroy Turner. And killing an innocent did not sit well with him. Not well at all.

[noazmale]

ELEVEN

“I don’t understand,” Leo said to the Elder. “You want me to have the Charmed Ones prepare a Power of Three spell but you won’t tell me who the spell is supposed to be used on? That’s going to be difficult. As you know, a Power of Three spell is specifically geared toward a specific creature and can only be used against that creature. It concentrates all the girls’ power into one massive spell. I’m not sure they could write such a spell without knowing who it was designed for.”

“I know this is confusing,” said the Elder. “This is a very delicate matter. And to be honest, we aren’t even sure we will need the spell. But it is vitally important that they have it ready just in case. I can’t tell you everything that’s going on. You’ve been a White Lighter long enough to know that there are times when we simply can’t take you into our confidence.”

“Yes, I’m aware of that,” said Leo. “But as I said, I don’t know how they could write a spell like that without specific knowledge of the creature it’s to be used against. They’ve never even tried it before.”

“A Power of Three spell can be used not only against specific creatures,” said the Elder, “but also for specific situations. We realize that not even a Power of Three spell can do everything. But it can do things that no other magic can do. And in this case it’s possible that it’s the only magic that will accomplish the goal we need.”

“Just what exactly is the spell supposed to do?” Leo asked. “You can at least tell me that much.”

“Of course,” said the Elder. “It has come to our attention that a human may be possessed by a very powerful spirit. As yet the spirit is still recouping its strength. The human is still alive but is being completely overwhelmed by the spirit. Very soon the spirit may completely submerge the human personality.”

“And you want the spell to force the spirit out of the human host?” questioned Leo. “Is that the idea?”

“Exactly,” said the Elder. “Believe me, Leo, we wouldn’t ask if we didn’t think it was vitally important. And under normal circumstances we wouldn’t even ask it. But these are not normal circumstances. As I said, it is a very delicate situation.”

“I’m not sure the girls will go for it,” said Leo. “They don’t exactly trust the council, you know. Piper especially. They think you keep asking them to do things without giving them the full story.”

“We’re aware of this,” said the Elder. “You will need to convince them this is necessary. The spell must be ready as quickly as possible. There’s no telling how soon it will be needed.”

“I’ll do my best,” said Leo, “but I can’t guarantee anything. They’re going to want some kind of answer and soon.”

“I know you’ll do your best,” said the Elder. “And assure them we will answer their questions as soon as we can. Although if it becomes necessary to use the spell that in itself may answer their questions. And Leo. No one else must know about this for the time being. They must not tell anyone. And I do mean anyone. It’s vitally important that only you and the Charmed Ones know about this.”

“Okay,” said Leo, “I’ll talk to them about it. But like I said, there’s no guarantee they’ll agree without some answers.”

“We have faith in you, Leo,” said the Elder, smiling. “You’re the White Lighter for the Charmed Ones.”

Leo orbed out of the White Lighter realm as the Elder returned to the council to make the preparations that might be needed in the coming days.

* * *

Malevant strode into the private chambers of the Source. The Seer and Cole were all ready there waiting for him. So were what appeared to be four humans standing at various points around the room.

“Malevant,” said Cole, “it’s good to see you again. You served me faithfully for a very long time. I shall need your counsel in the future as well.”

“That has yet to be proven,” said Malevant, eyeing the humans suspiciously. “What are they doing here? This is no place for Dark Lighters.”

“Simply a precaution,” said the Seer. “I can’t have you vanquishing our leader simply because you aren’t convinced of his sincerity. They won’t do anything unless you try something.”

“You will send them away or you’ll be the first to die,” seethed Malevant.

“I serve my master,” said the Seer. “That means providing him with protection, even against you, if necessary. You are half White Lighter, just as your brother is. Their poison will affect you just as surely as it would him.”

“Enough,” said Cole. “Send them away. I have no need to be protected from my most trusted aid. And as I told you earlier, when I am done Malevant will know me for who I really am.”

The Seer hesitated and then instructed the Dark Lighters to wait out in the hallway adjoining the chamber.

“You can’t shimmer out of this chamber because of the protection,” the Seer told Malevant. “Harm the Source and you will not live long enough to escape the Underworld.”

“Insolent female,” said Malevant. “I have vanquished underlings for less. You risk a great deal by provoking me this way.”

“Except she is my underling, not yours,” said Cole. “And she is valuable to me. I’ll not have you trying to vanquish each other. Put your differences aside for now. We have more important matters to attend to.”

“Only if you can prove what you claim,” said Malevant. “If I am not convinced, you will both die this day. And not even the Dark Lighters outside will be able to prevent it.”

“Wait for us outside,” Cole said to the Seer.

“My Lord,” said the Seer, “it is risky. Malevants’ temper is often unchecked. We cannot risk one of his outbursts at this point.”

“I said wait outside,” said Cole more forcefully. “Everything will be okay. You’ll see.”

The Seer bowed slightly and turned to Malevant.

“If anything happens,” said the Seer, “you shall not live to regret it.”

The Seer left the chamber and Malevant turned to face Cole. Ordinarily this would be a perfect time to take out his adversary. But as he had told the Elder, Cole was an innocent. Despite his past, Cole could not be punished for what the Source did.

“Malevant,” said Cole, “can you sense who I really am?”

“If that were possible,” Malevant said, “do you think I would be demanding proof of your claim?”

“And what of your brother?” Cole asked. “Would he be able to sense me?”

“My brother and I are different sides of the same coin,” said Malevant. “He would see you as I see you. A human making claims that must be proven.”

“Good,” said Cole. “Do you remember when you first became my advisor? What was that, sixty years ago? Even then your advice was excellent.”

“I remember when I became advisor to the Source,” said Malevant. “You have yet to prove you are he.”

“Of course,” said Cole. He moved over to the back wall of the chamber. “A small indention in the wall here. Few even know of its existence.”

“But there are those who do know,” said Malevant, looking at the supposedly empty wall. “That proves nothing.”

“Ah,” said Cole. “But how many know of the charms protecting it? A charm hiding the indentation that only you can remove? Or of the seal that only I can remove? I told no one. And I’m willing to bet you haven’t either.”

Malevant looked suspiciously at Cole. It was true. The indentation held a very powerful magic for the Source. No one knew of its existence save for Malevant and the Source. And while Malevant could reveal the indentation, only the Source could remove the charm that protected it.

“Go on,” said Malevant. “I know of the charms on that indentation. And you are right. Only I can reveal it. And only the Source can remove it. Charms so powerful not even the so-called Power of Three would be able to break it.”

“Exactly,” said the Source. “Now, reveal the indentation. Once I have removed the protection you will see that I am the Source.”

Malevant passed his hand over the section of wall. A small indentation about two feet square and three deep appeared. A strange magical barrier covered the indentation. Inside lay what appeared to be several pages of paper.

Once the indentation was exposed, Cole simply passed his hand over the opening. The magical barrier vanished. Cole reached in and removed the pages from the indentation. As he pulled them out of the indentation, one of the pages fell to the floor.

Malevant picked up the page and looked at it. It wasn’t paper. Nor was it parchment or even papyrus. And the writing was a strange black color that didn’t look completely like ink. The writing itself was made up of strange symbols and glyphs and the entire page appeared be written from right to left.

“You’re claim must be true,” said Malevant. “Only the Source could remove the magical barrier protecting that indentation. A barrier that predates any human history. But what are these pages that you would use such a powerful magic to protect them?”

“Several pages I found in my five hundred years as the Source,” said Cole. “Pages I have been saving that will finally allow me to eradicate those who follow good. Those who have been a thorn in our side. Beginning with the Charmed Ones.”

“What magic could be so powerful?” Malevant asked. “Not even the Hollow could defeat them. They are the most powerful force for good in human history.”

“Yes, human history,” said Cole. “These pages are not from human history. They are pages from the Tome of the Ancients. And with them I will rule the Underworld and put an end to our foes forever.”

Malevant stared at Cole in near shock. If those pages were what he claimed them to be, and if they possessed the proper magic, it was quite possible the Source could make good on his threat.

[noazmale]

TWELVE

“You want me to write a Power of Three spell?” Phoebe questioned. “But you don’t want me to tell Piper or Paige I’ve done it?”

“That’s right”, said Leo. “Look, Phoebe, I know this sounds odd. And I really can’t tell you very much because frankly I don’t know much myself. But one of the Elders specifically asked for this. He couldn’t tell me much but he said it was vitally important.”

“The Elders,” said Phoebe. “Another one of their plans to put us in harms way without telling us what’s going on.”

“I don’t think so,” said Leo. “Thaddeus is one of the oldest Elders and one of your most outspoken supporters. He often disagrees with the Elders decisions to withhold information from you. I don’t think he would ask this unless he genuinely thought it was necessary. Somehow I get the feeling this is meant to protect you.”

“What is this spell supposed to do?” Phoebe asked. “It’s hard enough writing one as it is. How am I supposed to write a spell when I don’t even know who or what it’s going to be used against?”

“He said it needs to be used to free a human from possession,” said Leo. “Some evil spirit has apparently possessed a human and he wants the spell to be able to force the spirit out of the human host.”

“Okay,” said Phoebe, “that sounds easy enough. Any idea what spirit it is?”

“No,” said Leo. “He couldn’t tell me. I think it must be some ancient evil. Normally you’d be able to depossess a human without a Power of Three spell. This must be a very powerful spirit.”

“And you don’t want Piper or Paige to know I’m writing it?” questioned Phoebe.

“No,” said Leo. “In fact, this has to stay between you and me. Don’t tell anyone. Piper especially would insist on answers to questions that I don’t have. Thaddeus says the spell needs to be ready as soon as possible. We can’t waste time arguing with Piper or Paige about this.”

“Okay,” said Phoebe, “I’ll write it. But I don’t like keeping this from them. When Piper finds out she’s going to have a fit.”

“I know,” said Leo. “That’s why you can’t tell anyone else, either. We can risk her finding out until and unless we need to use it. And when she does find out I’ll take the full blame. She rants to me all the time about the Elders anyway. At least with me she can focus her anger on someone specific.”

“Falling on your sword, so to speak?” Phoebe asked, smiling.

“Something like that,” said Leo. “But it’s part of my job. I can handle it. I’ve been the brunt of her anger before. It will eventually pass.”

“Okay,” said Phoebe. “I’ll let you know when I have the spell ready. Did Thaddeus say what he wanted me to do with it when I finished it?”

“Just keep it ready,” said Leo. “I got the distinct impression he thought we might not have much warning when we do have to use it.”

“Fine,” said Phoebe. “I’ll get started right away.”

“Thanks, Phoebe,” said Leo. “I owe you one.”

“Hey, what are sisters-in-law for?” asked Phoebe reaching for a pad and pen.

* * *

“And you’re sure they were pages from the Tome of the Ancients?” Thaddeus asked Michael.

“Absolutely,” said Michael. “And the one I saw was a spell that appeared to summon someone or something. I didn’t get a very good look at it but what I could read seemed to indicate that.”

“You could read it?” Thaddeus questioned.

“Yes,” said Michael. “That’s why know it’s from the Tome of the Ancients. The Tome of the Ancients is written in a very old demonic dialect. It’s not used any more but it’s very similar to several dialects that are in use. I recognized the writing.”

“How many pages does Turner have?” Thaddeus.

“Eight,” said Cole. “I didn’t get a look at the others. But if they’re from that book you can bet they are going to be extremely powerful. Even the girls would have a very serious problem with them.”

“Then we have no choice,” said Thaddeus. “Despite the consequences, Turner must be dealt with right away. With eight pages from the Tome of the Ancients, he not only could control the Underworld, he could pose a threat to the entire Elder Council. We have to stop him before he can act.”

“I agree we must stop the Source,” said Michael, “but what of Turner? He’s an innocent pawn in all this. We can’t just abandon him. We have to do something to protect him.”

“I’ve asked Leo to ask the Charmed Ones to write a Power of Three spell to force the Source out of Turner,” said Thaddeus. “I didn’t tell them what it was for. Just that it was needed to force a spirit out of a possessed human. I’m sure Leo will be successful in convincing them to do it. Once that spell is ready, we can let them know what’s going on. If anyone can free Turner, it’s the Charmed Ones.”

“Okay,” said Michael. “But when the time comes, let me tell them. They’ll take it better coming from me.”

“That is a wise precaution,” said Thaddeus. “I will inform the rest of the council of your discovery. You need to get back to the Underworld and see what else you can find out about these pages Turner has. We need to find out exactly what we might be facing.”

“Considering the magnitude of those pages,” said Michael, “I think it’s best if I try to get them from Turner.”

“That could expose your true identity,” said Thaddeus.

“Considering the alternative,” said Michael, “it’s worth the risk. I always knew my dual identity might be exposed one day. But we can’t afford to let the Source keep those pages. It’s too much of a risk. Exposing me is a small price to pay if I can get them from him.”

“That’s your decision, of course,” said Thaddeus. “You’ve been a great asset to us over the years. Just don’t risk getting trapped down there with our identity exposed. That would be fatal.”

“I know,” said Michael. “I’ll let you know of my progress.”

“And I shall inform you of the councils’ decision as soon as we’ve made one,” said Thaddeus. “Be very careful. You’re not only a valuable asset, you are also a friend. I would hate to loose that friendship.”

“As would I, old friend,” said Michael.

[noazmale]

THIRTEEN

“It’s very simple,” said Wolf. “We send underlings to attack the Charmed Ones while Turner is in the manor. Only it won’t be the Charmed Ones they’re going after. With Turner present they’ll attack him as well. The underlings are not powerful enough to harm Turner. Not as long as he has the Sources’ powers. But he’ll have to defend himself.”

“And he’ll expose himself to the Charmed Ones,” said Tennack. “Then they won’t have a choice but to vanquish him. Or he’ll kill them.”

“Precisely,” said Wolf.

“And when that’s over,” said Keltock, “we shimmer in and finish off whomever is left standing. With the aid of a few other subordinates, of course.”

“Of course,” said Wolf. “If Turner survives he’ll be too depleted to protect himself. If the sisters survive they will be in shock from learning that Turner has betrayed them. Plus, they won’t be expecting another attack so soon. Either way Turner will be out of the and with the deaths of the Charmed Ones I will be proclaimed the new Source without challenge.”

“A bold plan,” said a voice from the shadows of the chamber.

The Three demons turned to see who had spoken. The Seer walked out of the shadows, her hands folded neatly inside the sleeves of her robes as was customary for her.

“And one worthy of even a high level demon,” said the Seer. “Simple, direct, and effective. I dare say it might possibly just work.”

“It will work,” snarled Wolf. “And you won’t be able to stop it. You knew the Source had possessed Turner. Yet you said nothing.”

“Knew it?” the Seer asked. “I arranged it. With ancient magic I had located for the Source. But not even he knew what I could do. The only way to finally defeat the Charmed Ones was to make them think their worst adversary had been vanquished. Then he would be able to destroy them from the inside.

“It was I who suggested that the Source use the Hollow against the witches. Even with that great magic I knew he’d fail. I had foreseen his destruction. So I used ancient magic to transport the Source’s spirit into Turner when he was vanquished. Knowing that the Source would eventually take over Turner.

“Now that the Source has been reborn in Turner, he will finally do away with those accursed witches. Soon the Source will become so strong that even Turner’s love for Phoebe will begin to fade. And he will dispose of her when he tires of her.”

“And what do you get out of it?” Keltock asked. “You’re still an underling. A lowly female with no real standing in the demonic hierarchy. If not for your protection by the Source you’d be serving some lower level demon. Or you would have been vanquished long ago for your impudence.”

“What do I get out of it?” the Seer asked. “Only the first female to ever rule as the Source. Once Turner impregnates Phoebe, I will take her baby for my own. As the heir to the Source I will rule in his stead until he is old enough to rule himself. And I will rule through him. Eventually I will take my rightful place as the sole ruler of the Underworld.”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” asked Tennack. “The child may be the heir to the Source but Turner will still rule as the Source.”

“Only until I can dispose of him,” said the Seer. “I have planned a long time for this event. Longer than any of you could possibly imagine. And you’re quite wrong, Wolf. I can stop you. I can’t have you exposing the Source when we are so close to success. It would simply upset my plans too much.”

“And just how will you stop us?” Wolf asked, smiling confidently. “Not even you can stand up to all three of us. Separately, you could easily defeat us. But all three of us together? You’re not that powerful.”

“I don’t have to be,” said the Seer. “And it won’t be I who stops you.”

“Then who?” demanded Keltock.

The Seer waved her hand. Suddenly six demons shimmered into the chamber. Wolf, Tennack, and Keltock recognized the demons instantly. They had worked with all of them at one time or another in the past.

“The Brotherhood,” Wolf gasped.

Without saying a word the six Brotherhood demons cast fireballs at the three lesser demons. It took only an instant for the three conspirators to be vanquished in a conflagration. The Seer simply smiled as she looked at the three charred spots where Wolf, Tennack, and Keltock had once stood.

“It’s not wise to underestimate me,” said the Seer. She turned to one of the Brotherhood demons. “Baldasor. I thank you for your assistance. If not for you these three may have exposed Belthazor and allowed him to be vanquished.”

“Belthazor is a brother in the Brotherhood of the Thorn,” said Baldasor. “And he will be the new Source. When he is we will take our place at the pinnacle of the demonic hierarchy. We shall rule the Underworld and no one shall stand in our way.”

“Gather the others,” said the Seer. “Tell them that I shall present the new Source tomorrow. When Belthazor has taken his place as the Source we will finish the Charmed Ones and humanity will once again fear the very mention of our names.”

The six Brotherhood demons shimmered and vanished from the chamber. The Seer smiled to herself. Her plans were progressing quite nicely. She will reveal the Source to the demonic hierarchy. Malevant will confirm that Turner was the Source. If any in the hierarchy should prove to be a problem the Brotherhood will be there to take care of them. As the personal bodyguard of the new Source.

It was so easy to manipulate demons. Especially with her precognitive power. Simply tell them she had a “vision” and tell them what they wanted to hear. If the Brotherhood knew of her real plans they wouldn’t hesitate to vanquish her as they had Wolf and the others. Their loyalty to their order was unusually strong for demons.

She still had plans to make. Once Turner ascended as the Source, the Brotherhood would have to be dealt with. They would protect him at almost any cost simply because he was one of them. She would have to remove them before she moved against Turner. That was the tricky part. They were a powerful order. And it wouldn’t be the first time someone had tried to destroy them.

But things were progressing nicely. The Source had possessed Turner. Turner’s personality would soon be completely submerged. The only real challenge to him had just been eliminated. Phoebe and Turner would soon be married. Once Phoebe was pregnant she could put the rest of her plan into action. And become the first female Source in the history of the Underworld.

[noazmale]

FOURTEEN

“You were upstairs a long time,” Piper said to Phoebe as the family sat down to dinner.

“Oh, yeah,” said Phoebe, glancing at Leo. “I, uh, was working on some wedding ideas.”

“All done, I hope,” said Leo.

“Yep, all ready,” said Phoebe. “At least that particular aspect. There’s still a lot to do before the wedding.”

“Have you set a date yet?” Paige asked.

“We’re still discussing it,” said Cole. “Nothing definite yet but it will be soon I’m sure.”

“I just hope it goes better than my wedding,” said Piper. “Boy, was that a disaster.”

“Well, we don’t have Prue’s astral self to interfere,” said Phoebe. “I wish she could have been here for this. It won’t be the same without her.”

“You have me now,” said Paige.

“And I appreciate it, don’t think I don’t,” said Phoebe.

“I half expected Michael to be here,” said Cole. “He seems to be spending a lot of time around here recently.”

“Just a lull in demonic activity,” said Leo. “He’s taking advantage of it.”

“How’s the big case going, Cole?” Piper asked.

“Pretty good, actually,” said Cole. “We hit a couple of snags but they’ve been worked out. Tomorrow we go in for a judgment. And I’m reasonably certain of the outcome.”

“Does that mean you’ll have more free time after it’s settled?” Phoebe asked.

“Absolutely,” said Cole. “In fact, I was thinking we might take a mini vacation once the case is settled. Just the two of us.”

“Isn’t that what your honeymoon is supposed to be for?” Piper asked.

“No reason we can’t have both,” Cole said. “I rarely got a vacation in the district attorney’s office.”

“Yeah, well with trying to kill us and all I’m not surprised,” said Paige.

“Paige, please,” said Phoebe.

“No, it’s okay,” said Cole. “I know she doesn’t quite trust me yet. But hopefully that will change soon. You’ll see, Paige. I’m just a normal human attorney now. Nothing more.”

“If you say so,” said Paige.

“So, Leo,” said Piper trying to change the subject, “they still partying up there?”

“It’s toned down a bit,” said Leo, “but, yeah, it’s still pretty festive up there. That will change soon. The Underworld may be disorganized without the Source right now but that will change soon enough.”

“Well, let’s hope it takes a while,” said Paige. “I, for one, appreciate the peace and quiet for a change.”

“Hear, hear,” said Phoebe.

“I hope I’m not interrupting,” said Michael sticking his head in the dining room door.

“Michael,” said Piper. “No, not at all. Funny how you always seem to show up when we’re just sitting down to eat.”

“Isn’t it, though,” said Michael smiling at her. “Actually, it is just coincidence. I was hoping I could steal Leo for just a bit. It won’t take long.”

“Sure,” said Leo, getting up from the table.

“Cole,” said Michael. “Good to see you again.”

“You, too,” said Cole, confident that Michael didn’t suspect him.

Michael and Leo went into the living room. Michael looked back toward the dining room to make sure that no one could overhear them.

“What’s going on, Michael?” Leo asked.

“Thaddeus told me about the Power of Three spell,” said Michael.

“Yes,” said Leo. “I asked Phoebe to write it. I didn’t say anything to Piper or Phoebe. I don’t like it but I think it’s best for the time being.”

“Good,” said Michael. “We may need it sooner than you think. The Seer is planning to unveil the new Source tomorrow. I’m supposed to be there to confirm who he is.”

“The Elders haven’t said anything about a new Source,” said Leo.

“No, they wouldn’t,” said Michael. “This is a very tricky situation. When the girls vanquished the Source he wasn’t destroyed. His essence inhabited another person and has been slowly submerging that person’s personality ever since. Very soon the Source will completely overwhelm the original personality.”

“That’s why Thaddeus wanted the spell,” said Leo. “They want to separate the Source from the human host. To protect the innocent the Source has possessed.”

“Exactly,” said Cole. “That’s why I haven’t tried to vanquish him myself. The innocent is not responsible for what’s going on. It’s the Source. If we vanquish him now we’ll have to kill the innocent. We want to try everything we can to prevent that first.”

“No wonder you needed a Power of Three spell,” said Leo. “As powerful as the Source was it would take a Power of Three spell to force him out.”

“Yes,” said Michael. “But it’s even more complicated than that. The human being possessed has a lot of knowledge about the girls. Enough so that he could be a serious threat to them. Which means that in order for them to use the spell he can’t know what they’re planning. If he does he might strike first. And with the Sources’ power that could put them at a definite disadvantage.”

“Well, lots of demons know about the girls,” said Leo.

“It’s not the Source I’m talking about,” said Michael. “It’s the person the Source has possessed. He had knowledge of the girls before the possession. Knowledge not even the Source had. Now, with the possession, the Source has access to that knowledge. He’ll be able to use it against them.”

“A human with knowledge of the girls?” Leo questioned. “You never mentioned this before.”

“I wanted to, believe me,” said Michael. “But I felt it was best not to say anything until I had to. Now, we have little choice. Once the new Source is revealed the entire Underworld will be behind him. He’ll go through the Ascension Ceremony that will instill him with the power of the Underworld. And you can bet his first priority will be to finish the Charmed Ones.”

“So what are we going to do?” Leo asked. “I assume you plan for the girls to use the spell before he’s revealed to the Underworld.”

“No,” said Cole. “They have the spell to force the Source out of the host. But once that happens the Source will take on corporeal form. When that happens he’ll more than likely attack immediately. Even though they could use the spell that vanquished him the first time it will take time to cast it. And the Source will not simply stand by and let them do it.”

“They could use the crystal cage as they did before,” suggested Leo.

“If they do the host will be trapped in it when they forced the Source out,” said Michael. “When they vanquish the Source, the host could be killed as well.”

“I assume you have a plan,” said Leo. “Otherwise you wouldn’t be telling me all this.”

“Yes,” said Michael. “First, I have to gather some more witches. Witches who can help keep the Source occupied while the girls prepare the spell to vanquish him. Once the girls force the Source out of the host you will need to orb him away so he’s out of danger. Then we can finally put an end to the Source forever.”

“Won’t he just possess another person?” Leo asked.

“No,” said Michael. “The Seer used some form of ancient magic to allow the Source to possess the host. Without her there to use that magic again the Source will finally be vanquished for good.”

“Okay, sounds like a good plan,” said Leo. “Any idea where you plan to do this? We’ll need to get the girls there.”

“They’re all ready here,” said Michael. “I plan to do it right here in the manor where they are the most powerful.”

“That makes sense,” said Leo. “How do you plan to get the host here?”

“That won’t be hard,” said Michael. “That’s why this is so difficult. He’s all ready here, too. Leo, the human the Source has possessed is Cole Turner.”

Leo just stared at Michael in shocked disbelief.

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FIFTEEN

“Michael, are you sure?” Leo asked.

“Positive,” said Michael. “Leo, I know how hard this must be for you to accept. And I know it’s going to be even harder for the girls, especially Phoebe. But it’s true.”

“It may not be as hard as you think,” said Leo. “Paige all ready suspects Cole. But you’re right about Phoebe. She’ll never believe that Cole has turned evil.”

“He hasn’t,” said Michael. “It’s not Turner, it’s the Source. It’s hard to explain. He looks like Turner; he even has all of Turner’s memories. But it’s not Turner. The real Cole Turner is submerged inside, overwhelmed by the power of the Source. I’ve sensed him in there. He’s fighting to get out. But the Source is too strong.”

“His memories?” questioned Leo. “Michael, Cole knows about your dual identity as Malevant.”

“I’ve all ready taken care of that,” said Michael. “He doesn’t have those memories any more. But right now our problem is dealing with the Source. They won’t wait long before they perform the Ascension Ceremony. We have to vanquish the Source before that happens.”

“What do we do?” Leo asked.

“First,” said Michael, “we have to prepare the girls. They need to be ready to force the Source out and defeat the Source. I think that’s where you can help. You can talk to them. They’ll listen to you more than anyone. You can convince them of what’s going on.”

“I can try,” said Leo. “But like I said, convincing Phoebe is going to be difficult.”

“Just make her understand it’s not Cole,” said Michael. “You’ve been through a lot with them. You should be able to show her the difference between Cole and the Source possessing him.”

“I’ll do the best I can,” said Leo. “I know Paige will believe me. Piper, I’m pretty sure I can convince her. But I’ll have to give some thought about how I’m going to convince Phoebe.”

“Great,” said Leo. “Don’t let on to Turner what’s going on. As long as he thinks we aren’t onto him he won’t try anything.”

“Right,” said Leo. “Revealing himself to the Underworld. That must be what Cole was talking about when he said he was taking a case in for judgment tomorrow.”

“Probably,” said Michael.

“He said something about taking a vacation when the case was over,” said Leo.

“You have to prevent that,” said Michael. “If he gets Phoebe away from Piper and Paige there’s no telling what he’ll do. As long as Turner is fighting him I don’t think he’ll hurt her. Turner’s love for her is what’s giving him strength to fight the Source. The Source is feeling that love. So for the moment, at least, Phoebe is safe.”

“I’ll do what I can,” said Leo.

“Okay,” said Michael. “Now, after Turner reveals himself to the Underworld tomorrow, he’ll probably return here. He’ll want to give the demonic hierarchy time to adjust to his return. That’s why he’s probably going to take the vacation. We have to separate the Source from Turner and vanquish the Source before he has a chance to reorganize the Underworld.”

“I’ll talk to the girls as soon as Cole isn’t around,” said Leo. “They need to be prepared as soon as possible.”

“Good,” said Michael. “In the mean time I have to get back to the Underworld. The Seer is going to want me there when she reveals Turner to the demonic hierarchy. If I’m not there she’ll get suspicious. I’ll let you know when we are going to put our plan into action.”

“We’ll be ready for you,” said Leo. “I hope.”

Michael orbed out of the living room and Leo went back into the dining room.

“Everything okay, sweetie?” Piper asked.

“Uh, yeah,” said Leo. “Nothing big. Just some White Lighter business, that’s all.”

“Secret White Lighter business?” questioned Paige.

“Not a secret, exactly,” said Leo. “Just nothing for you to be concerned with. There are a lot of things that go on that you never hear about.”

“I’m sure,” said Cole. “There are probably a thousand little things you have to deal with you never mention to anyone. Just like at the law office. Answering memos, talking to witnesses, writing documents, I do a hundred things that I never give a second thought to.”

“Exactly,” said Leo. “Now, isn’t it about time for dessert?”

“That it is,” said Piper. “Paige, want to give me a hand bringing it out?”

“Sure,” said Paige, getting up from the table and following Piper into the kitchen.

“I may be late getting home tomorrow,” Cole said to Phoebe. “After we get our judgment there will be some paperwork I’ll need to take care of. It might take a while.”

“Okay,” said Phoebe. “I’ll make sure to save you some supper.”

“Thanks, honey,” said Cole. “Then we can think about that vacation.”

“Any idea where you plan to go?” Leo asked.

“Not sure,” said Phoebe. “Cole can’t shimmer any more so Paris is out of the question. Might drive upstate and find a nice bed and breakfast to stay at for a couple of days.”

“Well in that case,” said Leo, “why not put it off until the weekend? You can leave here on Friday afternoon and have the entire weekend to yourselves. It will also give you time to look up some bed and breakfast places to go to.”

“That’s a good idea,” said Cole. “It will also give me a chance to make sure all my work at the office is taken care of.”

“Okay,” said Phoebe. “I’ll check on the Internet. They should have some listed. I can find a nice, out of the way place for us.”

“Great,” said Cole.

Leo smiled to himself. He had been able to postpone their trip for at least a week. That should give them plenty of time to separate the Source from Cole and vanquish the Source. Now came the hard part. Convincing Phoebe that Cole had become the greatest threat they would face since the Source. That was not going to be easy.

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SIXTEEN

“You must be joking?” said a large, boisterous demon in the large chamber of the Underworld. “You expect us to accept this half breed as the new Source? Just on your say so?”

Cole, the Seer, and Malevant stood on a small raised dais in the back of the room. Half a dozen Brotherhood demons stood around the room at the far walls. In the center of the room the twelve most powerful demons in the Underworld stood facing Cole as the Seer announced that the Source had returned.

“I can assure you,” said the Seer, “he is the Source. When the Charmed Ones vanquished the Source he possessed Belthazor. Now, he lives again in Belthazor.”

“I expected this from you, Kralor,” said Cole. “You always did disbelieve things more than anyone else. When I established the Triad you were the first to express your disbelief that it would do any good.”

“She could have coached you on that,” said Kralor, indicating the Seer. “That proves nothing. And you expect me to take the word of a female? That is never going to happen.”

“Then take my word,” said Malevant. “I can assure you that Turner is indeed the Source. He has proven that to my satisfaction. Unless you wish to call me a liar as well.”

“I am calling no one a liar,” said Kralor, some fear evident in his voice. “You said he proved to you he was the Source. I simply ask for the same thing. Proof of his claim. We all do. If we are to follow this half breed we must be sure that he is who he claims to be.”

“Besides,” said another demon, “his consort is a witch. One of the very witches that vanquished the Source in the first place. Are we to accept that they would vanquish the Source only to accept him back in a new form?”

“My relationship with Phoebe is no one’s concern but mine,” said Cole. “She has no idea who I really am. By the time she learns of my true identity, it will be too late.”

“Kralor is right,” said the second demon. “If we are to follow you we must be convinced beyond any doubt who you really are.”

“You vex me, Kralor,” said Malevant. “My word should be enough for you. My loyalty to the Source is beyond question. You should know I would never lend my support to anyone unless I was absolutely convinced of their identity.”

“No, Malevant, Kralor is right,” said Cole. “When I came to power the first time he sided with me. I proved then that I was the right choice to be the Source by defeating those who opposed me. I proved I was the strongest demon in the Underworld.

“Clearly I have to prove it again. Demons lead by fear and intimidation. The stronger ruling the weaker. It has always been this way. But those who rule must show they are truly the more powerful. This is the only way they can hope to keep their positions.”

“My Lord,” said the Seer, pulling Cole to one side, “do you think it’s wise to negotiate with them? They may see this as a sign of weakness.”

“Trust me,” said Cole. “I know what I’m doing.”

Cole turned back to the twelve demons gathered before him.

“Now,” he continued, “if I am to prove my worth, I shall need a test. Something that proves I am who I claim. What will convince you that I am truly the Source?”

Kralor looked around at the other demons. It was clear what they were all thinking. There really was only one test that would prove to them this was the same Source who had ruled for five hundred years.

“The Charmed Ones,” said Kralor. “They have been a thorn in our side for far too long. If you are truly the Source, that means they even vanquished you. If you wish to prove your claim, kill the Charmed Ones. Then all demons will gladly follow you without question.”

“Is that all?” Cole asked. “Simply kill three witches and that will prove I am the Source?”

“Yes,” said Kralor. “It’s the only way to prove your claim.”

“I see,” said Cole. “In that case I can see only one course of action.”

Suddenly Cole formed a fireball and cast it directly at Kralor. It struck the demon engulfing him in flames. In rapid succession Cole cast two more fireballs at Kralor as the other demons moved away from the attack. Within moments Kralor had been vanquished and only a charred spot on the floor remained where he had stood.

“I will not negotiate with you,” said Cole, his eyes flashing. “The Seer has told you who I am. Malevant had vouched for my identity. And still you demand proof. There is you proof. And the fate that awaits any who would dare challenge me. Make your choice now. You will either follow me as your leader or I will vanquish all of you.”

Cole looked down at the charred spot where Kralor had stood.

“Call me a half breed,” he spat out.

The remaining eleven demons looked at each other and at the anger that flashed in Cole’s eyes. He returned their gazes with undisguised defiance. He showed no fear, no mercy. They all could tell from the look in his eyes that he stood ready to kill any that doubted him.

“Choose,” Cole demanded. “Choose now.”

The second demon that had spoken looked at the others and then took a step forward.

“I accept the claim of the Seer and Malevant,” said the demon. “You are the Source. You are the rightful ruler of the Underworld. I will follow you.”

One by one the remaining demons stepped forward and pledged their loyalty to their new master. Cole smiled as each of them stepped forward and accepted him as their undisputed ruler.

“Good,” said Cole. “It would have been a shame to have placed lower level demons in your places. Now, as for the Charmed Ones, I do plan to deal with them. But killing them is too easy. Plus, I plan to make Phoebe my queen. I cannot simply kill her sisters if that is going to happen. But rest assured in a very short time they will no longer be a threat to us.”

“How, my Lord?” questioned one of the demons. “They have the Power of Three. No demon can stand against that. Even you fell victim to it. As long as that power exists none of us are safe. And it exists as long as all three live.”

“Not if they have no powers,” said Cole. “Killing them would only postpone the danger that the line of Melinda Warren represents to us. Some future generation of Halliwells’ would eventually appear and we would again be faced with that magic.”

“Not if all three die,” said another demon. “If they die before they can have offspring their line dies with them.”

“And if there is another sister that we don’t know of?” questioned Cole. “No one knew of Paige. Yet she appeared as soon as Prue had died. Do you really want to risk an unknown Halliwell surviving to carry on the line?”

“Then what do we do?” asked another demon.

“We strip them of their powers,” said Cole, pulling out one of the pages of the Tome of the Ancients. “Of their heritage.”

“It’s been tried,” said the first demon. “They always manage to regain their powers and vanquish the demons who have gone after them.”

“Not like this,” said Cole, holding up the page. “This is a page from the Tome of the Ancients. It is a spell of incredible power. It will strip the Charmed One of their powers permanently. And no power on Earth or in the Underworld will be able to restore those powers.

“But it does more than that. The magic of this spell will radiate through all who carry Melinda Warren’s blood in their veins. It will strip all Halliwells’ of their powers forever. And it will be passed down to any descendents they may have. The power of Melinda Warren, and the Halliwell witches, will be ended forever. And the spell is irreversible. No power is great enough to undo it’s magic. I only have to cast it on one of them to accomplish its purpose.”

“And you will use this spell on the witches?” asked one demon. “Even the one you plan to make our queen?”

“Yes,” said Cole. “The witches will no longer have their powers or the Power of Three. But my heir will have my power. His power will come from me. The Power of Three will no longer be a threat to any demon. They will be rendered as powerless as any mortal.”

A murmur ran through the crowd of demons. Many were shaking their heads in agreement with Cole’s plan. Cole just smiled. None of them would oppose him now. Phoebe and her sisters wouldn’t be physically harmed, he would rule the Underworld without a fight, with Phoebe at his side, and he would prove once and for all that he was the most powerful demon in the Underworld. Once Turner’s personality was completely overwhelmed he wouldn’t have to worry about him any longer either. Very soon the Source would accomplish the goal he had set out for all those years ago.