Apocalypse, Halliwell?!?!

Ch.9 Stakes Are Rising

"Come on Christy. You can do it. Concentrate!" Christy yells to herself with her arms outstretched at the cage bars. Her face is scrunched up like she's having a migrane and blood is dripping out of her nose. "Come on...ugh!" She drops her arms and falls back down to the floor; panting feverishly and sweat drenching her face.

"What part of being in a devil's trap equals no power do you not understand?" Meg asks in the adjacent cell.

"Shut up. I need absolute silence," Christy says wearily standing to her feet. "I-I-I've got to get out of here. Have to stop Ava."

"People have tried and failed, remember?" Meg reminds her. "Even if you do escape have you forgotten that I told you GHOULS are guarding every exit?"

"Me be threatened by ghouls? Don't you know who I am?" Christy asks offended.

"Christy Jones or something like that. One half of the Ultimate Power...went against the Charmed Ones and lost."

"Its Jenkins. And I'm glad my sister and I lost to the Charmed Ones, being on the good side has its perks. And I do regret it, those triad members...UGH!" She shudders.

"A demon feeling remorse? Now I've seen everything," Ava says.

"Don't you have anything BETTER to do?" Meg complains.

"I'm not a demon." Christy says.

"To me, you are. And besides torment you...yes, but not at the moment. Soon, thanks to Christy here, my plans will come to fruition and then you'll get to see what real power is like."

"We've seen real power Ava and you don't have it," Meg comments on her rival.

"Lucifer's power is still God given...well sort of. What I want is something far worse. It gives me a rush just thinking about it. But I've got other people to mess with so I'll check with you guys later. Bye." Ava waves to the two and both demons give her the finger. Ava is un-phased and goes on her merry way.

Nearly every file Bianca had stolen from Wolfram and Hart lay scattered on the cabin table. Several camp dwellers standing around it to hear what she has to say. "Ok, according to these files Lucifer has two primary weaknesses. The first is that he has to ingest large amounts of demon blood in order to keep his vessel sustained. Given how there is an endless supply of demons for him to feed off of, cutting him off isn't exactly the best option. The only other way of having a remote chance at beating him lies with the Nexus."

"What does the Nexus have to do with this?" Prue asks.

"Haven't you all wondered how Lucifer can be so powerful despite essentially being cut off from Heaven? He's drawing most of his power from the Nexus. I don't know how, but he is according to the files. If we cut him off from the Nexus, it'll make him significantly more vulnerable. Maybe vulnerable enough to use this," Bianca finishes holding up the Colt.

"I'm sensing a 'but'," Present Dean says. Bianca sighs and nods to the group.

"Given how omnipotent Lucifer is, finding a way to cut him off from the Nexus is close to impossible. The only way to do that for sure is to destroy the whole thing...but if we manage that, there's a 99.9% chance we'll destroy all of San Francisco in the process," Bianca reveals.

"San Francisco's dead anyway," Future Dean bluntly states. "What's one city to save the entire Earth...what's left of it anyway." Prue opens her mouth to speak.

"Don't," Future Dean cuts off. "I'm not saying that I fully buy demon lady's plan, but it sounds pretty plausible at the moment. We're running out of options and since the angels don't seem intent on bringing either you or my weak ass past self back to the past I say we check it out," Future Dean declares. Prue briefly glares at Bianca, who gives her an apologetic look.