Truly Charmed (Part 3/3)

Chapter 46

By now the sun had come up and it was now Sunday. I was running out of time. The stained glass windows of the attic cast beams of colour through the room.

Wyatt had finished making the Creeper Demon vanquishing potion. Ed and Pandora were still passed out on my bed and the elders were still with us. Of course I was still immensely pissed off at them but I had to save that for when we had Chris back.

"I hope this works," Phoebe said crossing her fingers.

I took in a deep breath and then recited the words.

Wither my love,
Wherever you be,
Through time and space
Take my heart nearer to thee

We all waited a few moments. Praying that Chris would turn up somewhere. Then as if by fate, a figure began to emerge in the middle of the attic. Slowly the figure turned into a man. My eyes widened hoping the figure would turn into Chris.

However the more I looked I saw that this man had a dark cloaked hood, wasted face and dark circles for eyes.

"Creeper Demon!" I shouted.

Wyatt thrust himself on the demon and they tumbled to the ground.

"Summon the leader! It will kill them all!" Wyatt shouted as he wrestled with the Creeper Demon.

I frantically flicked through the pages of the Book of Shadows until I found the right one.

"Demons who dwell in the slivers of night, uncloak your shadows to witches sight!"

The demon threw Wyatt off of him and lunged at me. I landed flat on my back while it was on top of me.

Through the corner of my eye I saw another figure emerge. The leader.

"Throw the potion!" I managed to say while the demons hands were wrapped around my throat.

I heard a smash of glass and then a painful scream.

The creeper demon on top of me was suddenly catching fire and it wreathed in pain and as he burned. He finally imploded and disappeared.

I laid on the floor for a second, catching my breath. I slowly pushed myself up.

"I've waited all night for that to happen," I breathed.

I got myself up, dusted down my blue dress that Wyatt had gotten me for my birthday. The dress I had died in.

"I guess the lost love thing didn't work," I said in disappointment.

Wyatt looked up at me as if he just realised something.

"Anna you're dead," he announced.

"Well gee that's a confidence boost, no need to remind me Captain Obvious," I said waving my hands around.

"No I mean you're a ghost. You can haunt people. So why don't you haunt Chris and then you'll know where he is," Wyatt explained.

You're a ghost Anna, go do what ghosts do....

Barbas' words echoed in my head.

"Okay, I'll go haunt Chris."

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Wyatt and the elders had told me to just think of Chris and then I should appear in front of him. I did what they said and ended up in a dark cave with drapes, candles and an altar in the centre.

This doesn't look good....

I walked around, my eyes searching for Chris. The room reminded me of when I was taken by Amon to be reincarnated by his evil lost love who didn't really love him back. The day that Chris saved me. Only this time he is the damsel in distress, he just doesn't know it.

I heard footsteps coming from the darkness. Jamie appeared from within the shadows.

"Anna.." He sounded surprised, "I'm sure you were dead less than ten hours ago."

"Yes well when you let me get stabbed after you've been assigned to protect me, kind of hurts a girls feelings. And I couldn't miss an opportunity to get my revenge," I answered him.

"I see," he began, "I suppose you're here for Chris. Sorry sweetheart, haven't you heard, he's moved on."

"He might have but I haven't. I'm here to get him back. Where is he?" I asked determined.

"Now why would I tell you when my great granddaughter is so happy with him?" Jamie said happily.

"If you don't tell me where Chris is I swear to god I will be your personal poltergeist," I snarled.

"Oh, so should I call the ghostbusters now? So they can blast you with their proton packs?"

"How about I blast you with this," I said and then let off a bolt.

The current surged toward him and flung him back against the stone wall.

"Now one more time, where is Chris?" I asked, my expression hard.

Jamie started laughing. Suddenly I felt an atheme being pressed to my throat.

"Looking for me," a familiar voice said.

I slowly turned around, the point of the dagger poking at my larynx.

"Chris..."