Warlock Love

Chapter 2

I had found some of his blood and was using it to scry.
For whatever reason, the power of the Halliwell line hadn't left me yet and was making my life much easier.
Invisible hands were cleaning and cooking in my apartment and the crystal hit a warehouse in the middle of no where.
I took a few transportation potions and threw one down, directing my thoughts to that address.
I landed in the living room and walked towards the bedroom where the demon or warlock or whatever was stitching a wound he got from the demon.
"You really should get that checked" I said and he looked up, his eyes widening.
"How did you find me? This place is cloaked" he said, standing up.
"Not good enough apparently" I said, looking around quizzically.
"Why are you here?" He asked, bringing me back.
"Your kidding right?," I laughed and he looked confused "you attack the daughter of a Charmed One and you didn't think I would come after you?" I asked and he paled.
"Charmed One?" He asked and I nodded.
"I'm Melinda. Be sure to say hi to your friend" I raised a potion.
"He's my uncle" he corrected and I studied him.
"Alight, I'll bite. What does he want?" I asked, annoyed and impatient.
"He needs to destroy me and my brothers so he can be resurrected fully and become the Source of All Evil" he said and I raised an eyebrow.
"Your a warlock?" I questioned and he snarled.
"I'm just as evil as any demon!" He snapped and I smiled.
"Competitive. Why does he need you dead to be resurrected?" I asked
"Because me and my brothers are a sort of evil Charmed Ones" he smirked and two hands landed on my shoulders.
"Well, today just not my day" I sighed and was thrown into a wall.
I got back up, freezing the two brothers.
"Alright, so, I can freeze them, but not you?!" I whined and he rolled his eyes.
"I don't understand it either. My brothers are good, I'm the one that's evil" he grunted and I sighed.
"I never get a break" I whined and unfroze them.
"Drake, go" the older of the three said and I stilled.
"Wait. Drake? As in Drake Rowe?!" I hissed and they all looked confused.
"Yea... why?" The middle child asked
"Because my mother had put a rule out for you" I scoffed and they looked at Drake
"Don't look at me" he defended
"Apparently, your uncle, the priest, made a deal with my mom and aunts" I said, annoyed and very bored now.
"Uncle Brandon did that for us?" The older one asked and I nodded.
"Then we're out" they said and Blinked away.
"So, if you could just go" he trailed off and I leaned against the wall.
My shoulders tensed as a premonition of Drake being attacked and killed filled my head and then the demon was resurrected to full strength, killing all of my family.
I opened my eyes and groaned.
"You have got to be kidding" I said, glaring at the ceiling.
"What'd you see?" He frowned
"Your vanquish and my family's death" I grunted and he looked thoughtful.
"You managed to vanquish him temporarily. Maybe if we worked together, we could kill him and save your family. Plus if I don't die, I'd like that" he said and I eyed him.
Work with a warlock? Or my family dying?
"Not my day at all" I sighed and nodded.
"Great. Could you stitch up my wound?" He asked and I rolled my eyes
"Try not to cry" I said, taking the stitching out and cleaned it properly with vodka and restitched it almost perfectly.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say your a doctor" he said hesitatingly and I stilled.
"I'm not, but my dad was a medic is world war two," I said casually and he raised his eyebrows in surprise "whitelighter" I answered his questioning look and he nodded.
"So, your Piper's daughter" he said and I shrugged.
"Yea. I also have her power to blow things up," I gave him a cool smile "just thought I'd mention that" I gave him a warning look with my eyes.
"Good to know" he smiled and my stomach twisted, which I wasn't sure if it was in a good or bad way.