Truly Charmed (Part 3/3)

Chapter 43

ANNA'S POV

I had knocked over the Book Of Shadows and opened it up to the ghostly plane page. Hopefully someone is in the attic to see what I did.

I waited around the ghostly plane attic, alone. I waited for something to happen to me but nothing did.

I had a sudden cold chill come over my body.

Oh no not again....

I slowly looked around the room for signs of any movement. Then the creeper demon appeared in front of me. It charged at me.

I ran in the other direction. In front of me were ornaments and potion jars. I picked them up in my hands and I threw them at the demon. The crashed onto it but it didn't seem fazed.

I then quickly realised what I had to do. As the demon charged at me I ran toward it. Then as it's legs were open I quickly ran underneath them and came out behind him.

I ran towards the book and began flicking to the page of the Creeper demon...

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WYATT'S POV

My parents, Aunts and Uncles and the elders all gathered in the attic once more. Melinda was at my side.

"I'm telling the truth! The book was on here and then it was suddenly thrown to the floor and opened on the page describing the Ghostly Plane!" I shouted at everyone.

"That could be any ghost on the other side trying to get back over here," the elder Aria said.

"So you don't think it's a coincidence that this happened on the night that Anna died?" I answered back.

"There is a possibility but we can't-" another elder began but he stopped.

The pages of the Book were moving again. This time they didn't bother going slow, the were being flicked through furiously. Then they came to a halt.

"What does it say?" My mom asked.

I looked at the page and processed the information. My eyes then grew wide as I knew what Anna was trying to tell me.

"There's a Creeper Demon after Anna."

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ANNA'S POV

I was suddenly thrown back into one of the cabinets. I groaned as all the glass and wood shattered under my weight.

Gee, just because your dead doesn't make it less painful when you're being thrown into a cabinet...

The Creeper demon came at me quickly and picked me up by my throat. I kicked my legs so it would release me but it didn't budge.

I knew what the Creeper demon was going to do to me. Death for the dead.

This is ridiculous. I would've died twice in one night....

Just before the Creeper demon could finish me off I closed my eyes and waited for it to come.

Then I could hear something. A voice. Wyatt's voice.

Hear these words,
Hear my cry,
Spirit from the other side,
Come to me, I summon thee,
Cross now the great divide

I then felt myself being pulled backwards. The Creeper demon tried to keep its latch on me but my body was disappearing with tiny little bubbles.

In a matter of seconds I was suddenly transparent, standing in the attic with the Charmed Ones and the elders...

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CHRIS' POV

I was being held by Jamie, a darklighter and some men from the crowd behind us. My head was tipped back and they trying to pry my mouth open.

"Listen we will have no need for that in a few moments. He will be on your side without any question," the Dark Priestess announced.

Their side?...

They quickly let go of my head. The Dark Priestess brought out a rope. She then wrapped it around the hands of the girl in the veil next to me. Jamie and the darklighter turned me to face the veiled girl. They then forcefully lifted up my arms so the Dark Priestess could bind me.

"Let's begin the ritual,"

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ANNA'S POV

Everyone just stared at me. My body became flesh and bone again as I stood in a circle of candles. Everyone's expressions were hard to decipher. I couldn't tell if they were crying in happiness or sadness or if they were in just plain shock.

Wyatt stared at me with a crazy look in his eyes that concerned me. Melinda was crying along with Piper and Phoebe. Everyone else seemed happy to see me.

"Wyatt..." I said with a frightened look.

"It's you," his voice broke, "you're back."