Daughter of a Charmed One

Chapter 3

I knew her story, and I knew that she didn't have powers. We would all be exposed if she did. "H-how?" I asked. Papa came over and sat down on the chair next to me. "It was a long, long time ago. I was dating Demi's mom, Diana, after grandma and I split up. Well, one night Diana and I--" he said, but I cut him off. "Ok ew! Yeah I don't need to hear the details!" I said in disgust. Everyone in the room laughed. "But why did you keep it from us? Wait! Does she know?" I asked, gesturing my eyes so that he knew I was talking about the whole magic thing. He nodded. "Don't worry, I won't tell a soul," Demi said, raising her right hand as if making an oath. I giggled. "Aunt Demi can you stay here?" I asked with pleading eyes. She laughed. "If it's ok with everyone else, then sure baby girl," she said, stroking my hair. I jumped up and took her hand. "Yay! I'll show you around!" I said excitedly causing the others to laugh. Demi gladly took my hand and allowed me to show her around the house. When I showed her my room, which I saved for last, I heard the door open. "Stay here ok? You're my surprise not papas," I said proudly. Demi nodded and sat down on my sofa. I ran downstairs and greeted everyone with hugs as they walked in the door. "What has gotten into you?" mom asked. "Come on, come on, come on," I said, urging them into the living room as fast as I could. I pushed everyone down on the couch and stood proudly next to papa waiting for the big announcement. "I have something important to say," papa began. I nodded in agreement. They all stared at us in confusion as we continued. "You guys have another sister. She doesn't have powers because she is a mortal. I'd like for you guys to get along and hang out." Papa said. "Who is she?" Aunt Prue asked. Papa looked at me and I took that as my cue to go and get Demi. I ran upstairs as fast as I could and grabbed Demi's hand. I pulled her back down the stairs and walked her into the living room. "Demi Lovato?! Our aunt is THE freaking Demi Lovato?!" Molly shouted in complete shock and utter disbelief. Demi and I laughed and nodded. Papa explained everything and mom and everyone was so welcoming. I heard a crash from the dining room. We all looked at each other in confusion. "Evil," Emily said. I ran into the kitchen to see who it was. I saw the dining room table broken and on top of it, was a blood red demon with pitch black eyes that filled every part of them. He had black tribal markings on his face and head and had razor sharp teeth. He wore a completely black suit and had an athame in his hand. He reached out his hand with black claw like nails at me, when an energy ball came out of it. It flew right into me, making me crash into the wall. I was doubled over in pain when everyone came into the room except for Aunt Demi, Mrs. Anderson, Mrs. Chitty, and papa. Aunt Prue astral projected onto the broken table and kicked the demon in the stomach. Aunt Phoebe levitated and kicked him in the mouth, making him fly backwards. He got up and threw her into the grandfather clock. I swear that thing has been broken like a trillion times. Molly came over to me and healed me, while Caitlyn helped me up. Molly threw fireballs at him while I orbed behind him and called for his athame. Just as I was about to stab him, he turned around, grabbed the wrist that had the hand with the athame, making me scream in pain. "I'll be back, and when I do, there won't be anything left for you to hurt," he said, menacingly before shimmering out of the house. We all sighed in relief. "Is everyone ok?" mom asked. "Nope," Aunt Phoebe said, reaching for Aunt Prue's hand to help her up. We went into the other room where we saw Aunt Demi staring at us. "What? It's normal." I said. Aunt Demi nodded and said, "I want to talk to you, Leela." I nodded slowly and followed her out of the living room, up the stairs and into my room. "How long?" She asked. I gave her a confused look. "How long what?" I asked. She looked at my wrists and I sighed. No getting out of it.