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Love Potion No. 9
Vial Ten
By Devon
Masterson-Bond
Aoi37@hotmail
Chris ran his hands through his hair as he lay back in bed.
It had been a long night/morning, but at least it was over. His life held
entirely too much drama. What he wouldn’t give to just go to college, get a job
somewhere, meet a nice woman, marry her,
and raise some kids or least get a regular job. Being hunted by Scabber demons
and trying to bail his aunt out of trouble was not exactly how he wanted to
spends his free time. He still couldn’t believe she cast a spell over the
entire graduating class, what was she thinking? Sometimes he didn’t know who
needed the guidance more them or him. “They’re hopeless,” he muttered as a
slight smile curled on his lips. No matter what it was nice to see them again.
He sat up feeling as restless as he did tired. It just
didn’t seem right going to bed while the sun was up, even if he was exhausted.
There was always something that could be found or a lead that could be
followed. He could study the book of Shadows perhaps something he overlooked
will jump out at him. “Couldn’t hurt to
triple check,” he thought as he orbed to the attic.
“What are you doing up?” Piper greeted looking up from the
book. “You’re supposed to be sleeping.”
“I’m not tired,” he lied walking over to her.
“Mmmhm.” Piper nodded. She closed the book. “I know we
haven’t known each other long enough, but I am you mother and I think I know
when my son, no matter how old he is, is tired.”
Chris shook his head and smirked. There would be no arguing
with her like this. Better to change tactics. :”Don’t you have an appointment
today?”
‘Nice try and yes I do but I won’t be able to calm down and
rest as long as you’re up and about.” She walked over to the cabinet and gave
him her back.
“I know, Mom, and I will later.”
Piper smiled at the use of her title. It was nice to hear
him say it; she was glad that the heart to heart between grandfather and
grandson went well. The smile slid off her face as she found what she was
looking for. “No, now,” she corrected as she turned around and blew gold dust
in his direction.
Chris coughed as he stumbled back. Piper led him to the
couch as he glared and coughed. His eye lids began to droop. “What did... you do?” he asked before
drifting off.
“Something that I need to,” she answered softly. She laid a
blanket across him and kissed his forehead.
“Piper, what time did you say…Is Chris asleep?” Paige asked.
Her eyes softened as she watched him rest. He looked so peaceful; it made her
want a nap as well.
“He didn’t want to,” Piper replied, “but he will for the
next coupled of hours. What did you want to ask me?”
“Oh…the time of your appointment?”
“It’s at 1 o’clock, why?”
“I thought I’d go with you, but I’m going to take a nap
first.”
“I’m going to take one too,” Piper replied looking at her
son.
“He’s going to be pissed when he wakes up?” Paige snickered
then left the room.
“I’ll deal with it when and if it comes,” and with that
Piper left the room.
10-10-10
Pandora growled lowly as she sat in the middle of a candlelit
circle. The last of the cuts and bruises from her battle healed, but that was
not the reason that she was furiously concentrating. The fight had been going well
as spur of the moment battles could go when they both sensed another presence
and the blonde dark lighter orbed away with Shelia.
“My fault,” she
thought balling her fist in anger. “I
need to….” her thoughts trailed as and overwhelming sense of nausea-fatigue
came over her. She nearly fell over from the sensation. “What the hell?” her
eyes widened as she examined herself…she was fading. “Then it’s true…she’s…then he’s…” Tears formed in her eyes.
Several emotions washed over her, relief at the knowledge of
her origins, grief, fear, anxiety. She had to let an innocent…a semi-innocent,
she had some magical but she could barely register it. It still bothered her
that the dark lighter blatantly referred to Shelia as a witch. What was she
going to do? “I…I can’t let it happen
even if it means…” She still had time. If she was fading, then that meant
she could change things.
Pandora stood to her feet. She closed her eyes then took a
deep breath as she looked down at the spell she had completed. It was not one
of her poetic bests, but it would get the job done. “I call upon the corners;
North, South, East, West send me to my quarry so that I may put him to rest.”
The cozy apartment from before faded as her eyes shot open, she was in the
underworld. Another wave of nausea passed over her. Finding Shelia and the dark
lighter was of the utmost importance. Once he was put down everything would be
over, the loneliness, the fear, the guilt. None of the hardship she caused
would have ever happened; her foster parents would still be alive. A pang of
regret struck her as she thought of Chris, but she pushed it aside. Chris
wasn’t interested in her, she was a monster. The only person who really saw her
for any values was Wyatt and he wished to exploit her. This was it and she was
done.
Her crossbow appeared in her hand then fell through her
fading form. “Oh come on!” Annoyance played across her face as she reached over
to pick it up. Her eyes suddenly widened as a shadow appeared over her. Pandora
turned quickly only to be backhanded. Her body slid a few feet. “I hate irony,” she thought before slipping
into oblivion.
Sometime later, garnet eyes opened. Pandora groaned her head
was killing her. “Perry was very lucky to have you but stupid to let you go.”
Pandora sat up only to be pushed down to the ground. “Get
off me.” She
kicked her assailant off of her and summoned her crossbow.
A sneer formed on the dark lighter’s face. “I like my women
feisty.” He summoned his crossbow. “Just like your friend.”
“You bastard.” She charged at him in anger. In shock, he
shot her in the shoulder. Pandora fell to the ground.
Dorian walked over to her and stepped on her hurt shoulder
push the arrow through then snickered. “You’re pissed off. Good, that only makes
me want you even more.” He broke the other end of the arrow and tossed it just
before straddling her. An amused look formed in crimson eyes as he observed her.
It was amazing just how much the witch he had earlier had in common with his
future conquest. He grabbed her wrists and held them above her head.
“Where is she?”
Pandora demanded biting back the pain her shoulder.
“Don’t worry about her. It’s you turn now,” he replied.
“What do you mean?” She broke his hold on her wrists and
choked him. It was then that she realized that she was no longer fading. Her
eyes glittered dangerously as she looked into his satisfied ones. “You….” She
threw him off of her. “Why?”
Dorian stood to his feet and sneered. She wanted to play a
little before dessert. He was up for it. “Let’s just say I couldn’t get you out
of my mind and I was never one for giving up peacefully.”
Pandora looked at him in confusion. What the hell was he
talking about? She had no recollection of him what so ever, but it obviously
had something to do with Chris from what he mentioned earlier. Her supplier of
genes was a real piece of her work. Ass! She raised her crossbow.
“You want your witch to die do you?” A flurry of black orbs
formed in front of him to reveal Shelia pressed against him in true hostage
fashion. Cuts and bruises marred her body along with tattered clothing, making
Pandora growl. “Be nice to me and maybe I won’t kill her afterwards.” Sheila’s
eyes widened and she shook her head.
“Let me go,” she begged.
Dorian locked eyes with Pandora then licked the side of
Sheila’s temple territorially. “Never,” he whispered. A tear slid down her
cheek and she looked desperately into Pandora’s face for answers.
Garnet eyes narrowed and she pulled the trigger. A look of
shock and pain etched into his face. His grip loosened. Sheila pulled away from
him causing him to fall back as he burst into flames. Pandora was one hell of a
shot. “Arrogant bastard!” she muttered then turned towards Sheila. “I’m sorry.”
Sheila looked away. She just wanted it all to be over. “I’m
okay. I just want to go home.”
“Of course,” she said soothingly then paused. A honey
eyebrow rose. The cuts and bruises were now gone. Pandora took a step forward
with the intent to examine her further when she felt magic, demonic magic and a
lot of it. She waved her hand and Sheila was covered in a flurry of black orbs
before disappearing.
A small group of demons shimmered in front of her. “Where’s
the fight?” one of them asked looking around.
“Right here.” Pandora squeezed the trigger on her crossbow,
killing the demon that had just spoken.
Another demon hissed and threw a fireball. The triumphant
sneer wiped from their face when she stood their unaffected by the fireball.
Pandora reloaded her crossbow and prepared to fire again when all the demons
began to attack all at once.
Normally confronting a group of demons would be against her
better judgment, screw judgment. She let her innocent get hurt. It was all
because of her that Sheila was a target in the first place. Anger and
frustration was all that ruled Pandora now. She’d take these demons out and
worry about it later.
Pandora fired another arrow and dodged an attack as they
continued to come at her. She was actually starting to make some head way when
an energy ball from a higher level demon hit her. Apparently her little tirade was attracting
more and powerful attention, now this was dangerous. Pandora fired an energy
ball of her own and was hit by another then suddenly a barrage of magical
attacks came after her. Garnet eyes turned to a crimson color as Pandora leaned
over in pain. She could hear her attackers laugh in amusement thinking they
were getting the upper hand. A low growl escaped her as she began to change.
Pandora put her crossbow away and unleashed as shockwave of fire killing most
of the demons, the ones who survived shimmered away once they saw they were
overpowered. That should’ve been enough to put her safely under her limit
without being defenseless. Now to deal with her other situation.
10-10-10
Leo paced the conservatory trying to take in all of the
information from the last few hours. It was all so much! Up until half a day
ago he was communing with the universe. Now he was dealing with the knowledge
that Chris was really his son and Piper was pregnant. Of course while
processing all of this information and figuring it out, he had to battle a
spider demon that wanted to eat Piper and possessed Chris. They were both safe
now, but things were awkward and confusing. Chris went from cold and
distrusting to outright hating him.
“Maybe you should talk to Chris,” Phoebe suggested.
“A little father-son bonding time wouldn’t hurt,” Piper
agreed. She sat on the couch rubbing her stomach. “Chris,” she called.
A flurry of black orbs appeared in the center of the room. “I
need…” Pandora began.
“Dark lighter!” Leo warned as he stood in front of Piper and
unleashed his power.
Pandora flew across the room and up against the wall. She
stuck there as Leo held her there with his electric power. Pain shot through
her being as she began to quickly absorb this powerful white lighter’s magic.
“You won’t hurt my sons!” Leo screamed out.
“Leo!” Paige and Phoebe cried out.
Seeing no response from him, Phoebe yelled. “Freeze him,
Piper”
Piper flicked her hands towards Leo and froze him. Streams
of power paused as well. “I’m glad that…”
“Look,” Paige observed. Little specs of pink light flew
towards Pandora. The minute they touched her body and she absorbed it Leo
unfroze continuing his action.
Three sets of brown eyes widened. They’d figure it out
later. “Stop Leo!” Piper pleaded latching onto his arm. He stopped his attack
and glared at Piper confusion.
“She’s after them,” Leo argued. Pandora slid down the wall
and crumpled to the floor. Paige and Phoebe rushed to her side.
Piper shook her head. “Pandora is on our side, Leo.”
Leo shook his head. “She’s a dark lighter. Dark lighters kill
white lighters, remember? There’s never been….”
Paige and Phoebe screamed out as they flew across the room.
“Oh no,” Piper sighed. Leo stood in front of her.
“On our side?” he asked skeptically.
Pandora stood to her feet and growled as her form started to
shift. “You can’t use your magic on her, Leo, that’s what started this.”
“She has Aranju?” Leo asked keeping his eyes trained on the
dark lighter in front of him.
“Yes, so this is going to be a physical fight.” Piper looked
around for a weapon. “Chris!” they needed all the help they could get. “Chris!”
Chris appeared in the center of the room. “I don’t want to
talk about…what!” he jumped back. “Demon!” he raised his hand.
“It’s Pandora,” Piper blurted out before Chris could do
anything. “Your father got a little carried away.” Chris glared at Piper and
Leo.
“Why isn’t she attacking?” Leo asked.
“Maybe she isn’t gone yet,” Piper reasoned. She stepped out
from behind the two men. “Pandora, it’s me Piper. You can fight this…”
Pandora raised a scaly claw and swiped at Piper. A flurry of
orbs surrounded her and she found herself next to Phoebe and Paige’s
unconscious forms out in the hall. Before she could even wonder how it happened,
Wyatt orbed into her arms and his shield went up surrounding the four of them. He
watched intently pouting. It was almost like he knew he couldn’t be of help in
there. Piper folded her arms around him. As much as she tried to keep him from
this side of their life, it kept dragging him into it.
“How are we going to fight this without magic?” Leo asked dodging
a fireball.
“Her name is Pandora and we just have to wound her so she’ll
use her magic on herself and instead of us.” Chris rolled behind the easy
chair. He had to do something before she was completely out of control. He
grabbed the nearest thing to him, a poker. Now he was armed.
“Leo!” Piper called.
Chris looked out from behind the chair. Pandora was holding
Leo by the neck. In an effort to get away, Leo tried orbing. Bad idea. With
each attempt, Pandora’s form shifted until she did not look the slightest bit
human. Now a dragon like creature with dark brown scales and razor sharp claws
held Leo by the neck. Crimson slitted eyes stared into his blue and green ones.
It sniffed at Leo slightly and trails of steam flowed from its nostrils. A sneer
formed on the creature’s lips as it started to squeeze.
“No!” Chris jumped from behind the chair and plunged the
poker into its back.
The creature howled and dropped Leo. It glared at Chris for
injuring it then back handed him. Chris went sliding into the hallway just as
Wyatt let his shield down. “It’s not over yet,” he said to Wyatt before standing.
A warm trickle of blood slid down the side of his face.
“Chris,” Piper sighed. “Be careful.”
The dark haired man nodded. Leo sat on the floor panting as
he walked into the room. “What’s going on?”
Chris shook his head. His father was the last person he
wanted to talk to. The most important thing was making sure that Pandora was
okay.
“Chris,” Pandora moaned as she lay on her arm. Her face
contorted in pain and he was instantly by her side. “It hurts.”
Green eyes went to the poker that protruded through her
back. In retrospect as jagged poker was a bad idea. He could already see her
body’s attempt at healing itself. She would never be able to do it with it
stuck inside of her and he could not pull it out because of the harpoon like
end. He would have to push it through her chest. Pandora nodded her head as she
saw that he reached the same conclusion. He unscrewed the decorative figure at
the top and she closed her eyes.
“Aaah,” Pandora screamed out. The pain was unbearable, but
it was her fault. If she hadn’t stayed to fight those demons and if she had
saved Sheila this wouldn’t have happened. This was no less than she deserved. A
tear streamed down her face. She was slipping away, she could feel it. The
poker had done too much damage and she didn’t have enough strength to fix it.
“I’m sorry.”
Chris’s eyes widened. “What do you mean?” he asked touching
the side of her face. Her body was becoming cold. He looked toward her wound
and saw that it was no longer healing itself. “No,” he said softly. Pandora
closed her eyes. “I won’t let you go.”
“Chris,” Leo whispered softly. He put his hand on Chris’s
shoulder. There was clearly more to this whole thing. He could hear the
sisters’ sobbing in the threshold. “She’s gone son.”
“No,” Chris replied holding her close. He felt a tingling
sensation as held her tighter. She wasn’t gone yet! He had a chance. He moved
his face closer to hers and brushed his lips against her cool ones. A flurry of
white orbs surrounded them but never dissipated. Chris didn’t know how long he
could keep it up, but for her he had to try.
Garnet eyes shot open then nearly drifted shut as the kiss
deepened. A warm sensation passed over her body. This had to stop. “Chris,” she
mumbled into his mouth. He pulled away with a look of relief. It worked and she
was going to be okay. “Take me home.”
He nodded then orbed them away
To be continued….
© Devon Masterson-Bond 2005
Another Bond Girl Production
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