Charmed – The Return of Phoebe's Son.
“A whole month without demons!” Phoebe
cried, strolling through the doors of Halliwell Manor. “I can’t believe it!”
“Me either,” Paige commented, following
her sister. “I think Henry was going bald worrying about me all the time.”
Piper brought up the rear, carrying her
own large shopping bags. “I really wish you hadn't said that Phoebe,” she
groaned. “You’re going to jinx us.”
“Yeah right,” said Paige. “Demons are
totally scared of us after the fight with the Ultimate Power.”
Piper dropped her shopping bags on the
floor and turned to her youngest sister with her hands on her hips. “Paige,”
she scolded, “after five years, you should know that when you say something
like that, a demon will attack.”
“Oh Piper,” Phoebe said. “Stop being so
neurotic.”
“I’m not being neurotic,” Piper
retorted, walking to the kitchen.
“Yes you are,” Phoebe called after her.
She turned to Paige. “She is, isn’t she?” Paige just shrugged.
As Phoebe and Paige were walking
through the stairwell foyer to the kitchen, a cold chill hit Phoebe and she
gasped. Her eyelids slammed shut as a super-premonition took over her body.
The Charmed Ones were standing on the
rooftop of P3, spread out with a hooded demon in the middle of their triangle.
The demon screeched a high pitch wail and shot a bolt of white-blue energy at
Paige. Paige attempted to orb the energy away, but her powers were useless
against it. Before she could orb away, the energy hit her and she burst into
flames, before disintegrating into dust. Phoebe screamed out in anguish and
Piper raised her hands to blow the demon up, but a bolt hit her too, and she
went up in flames before turning into a pile of ashes. As the last sister
standing, Phoebe tried to think of a way to kill he demon herself, but her mind
was blank, emptied by her fear. A bolt of energy made its way towards Phoebe
and before she knew it, she too went up in flames.
Back in the present, Phoebe was
screaming.
“What?” Piper yelled, running from the
kitchen. “What’s wrong?”
“Demon,” Phoebe gasped. “Book of
Shadows, now.”
Paige nodded and grabbed Phoebe around
the waist. She helped her sister up the stairs as they rushed to the Book. When
they finally made it to the attic, Piper was already there, flicking through
the book as fast as she could.
“What did the demon look like, Pheebs?”
she asked.
The imprint of the demon was still
fresh in Phoebe’s mind, and she was able to recall the attack instantly. “He
was wearing black jeans, a grey hooded sweatshirt, and some sneakers. He never
took the hood off, and it came low on his face, kind of like The Source’s did.”
Piper paused in her page flicking. “I
said the demon, Pheebs, not the innocent.”
“Piper, we are the
innocents this time, the demon literally looked like a kid you’d find on the
street.” Phoebe walked over to the Book and rifled through the book, searching
for the demon. After reading about every single demon in the book, she slammed
it shut in frustration. “It’s not in here!”
“Maybe I can help,” a faint voice said.
“Who said that?” Paige asked.
A pink glow surrounded by white orbs
seemed to emit from nowhere, and gradually formed into a young woman with black
hair.
“Prue?” Piper gasped.
“I’m only allowed down here until
we defeat the demon,” Prue said hastily. “According to the Elders, you’ll need
the Power of Four to defeat Simon.”
“Simon?” Piper asked. “Who the heck is
Simon?”
“He’s the demon,” Prue explained. “He’s
not in the Book because up until three days ago, he had no powers. He was
raised as a mortal but he’s descended from a long line of powerful witches and
a crazy, evil demon. He’s also not from this dimension.”
“How do you know all this?” Paige
demanded suspiciously. She’d never met Prue before, but there was no time for
pleasantries. They had to work on saving their lives.
Prue responded to Paige’s question by
looking up towards the roof. The sisters immediately understood.
“So why do we need the Power of Four to
defeat him?” Piper asked.
Prue shrugged. “He’s powerful, even
more so than the Source. He’s like the evil version of the Charmed Ones, but
all in one person.”
Paige nodded. “So when does he attack?”
“Tonight,” Phoebe answered grimly, “on
the roof of P3.”
***
The four sisters had devised a plan,
and enlisted the help of Paige’s charge, Billie. Together, they formed a
Pentagram. They were trying to recreate the vortex they’d made seven years ago
with the four horsemen. Now all they had to do was wait for the demon to enter
the middle.
They didn’t have to wait long.
“Now!” Prue yelled as the demon’s smoky
form solidified. Billie threw the first potion. Paige threw the next one.
Neither one had any effect. Phoebe went to throw the next one until the demon
turned towards her and she saw her face mirrored on him.
“Hello, mom,” he sneered.
Phoebe stood there rooted to the spot
in shock. Was this the demon child she’d lost years before? It couldn’t be.
“Phoebe, throw it!” Paige yelled.
Phoebe couldn’t throw it. Something
inside her was calling out to the demon, something maternal. She wanted to protect him.
“Who shall I kill first?” the demon
taunted. “How about…” he turned to the youngest Charmed One “Aunt Paige!” he
shot a bolt of energy towards Paige, but she was prepared and had begun to orb
before he even finished turning towards her. She managed to escape.
“Ah, don’t waste your time, Paige!” the
demon taunted. “I will find you!”
Piper looked at Phoebe. “Throw it,
dammit!”
With the threat of losing another
sister looming, Phoebe forced herself to ignore her maternal instincts and
threw her potion. Piper and Prue quickly followed suit.
A vortex began to open up beneath the
demon and he howled. “How could you, mother!” he screamed at Phoebe.
Phoebe watched as her
alternate-dimension son was swallowed whole, and sent to the plane of demonic
hell. Hopefully he’d stay there for all eternity, but she didn’t count on it.
Prue and Piper walked over to Phoebe.
Paige had grabbed Billie and orbed them back to the manor.
“That was too easy,” Piper said. “Did
we really vanquish him?”
Prue frowned. “No. If we did, I’d be
disappearing, but I'm not.”
Piper looked at Phoebe. “What the hell
do we do now?”
