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JP with Trustno1, Jaxx and Cindy
As they drove, it had been a few minutes since Alyssa had awakened Max. There was a light rain that was pelting the van.
"The guy who brought me back, I don't know who he was. I really don't know why. All I know is that in 2001, a demon nearly destroyed the whole house. They couldn't save me. Later, my half-sister would join them. She always had a problem of trying to hold up to my standards. It isn't what you think, I wasn't directly sent to the hell dimension. I never came back as a ghost either. Alyssa, I'm sure you would say that I have the personality of a wraith "I assure you that's not the case. I've always just wanted to have peace of mind. I never really hadn't after a friend of mine Detective Andy died back in 1998. This knife, no one knows its exact origins. It is a very powerful artifact that can deal with creatures and entities that the book of shadows can't. It is called the scalpel of Ryleh, does that sound familiar to you Alyssa, you are extremely pale am I scaring you or do you spend way too much time in front of that computer?" asked Prue. "The woman who gave me the dagger, Alyssa is a woman named Amaryllis Wicker she and her brother run the politics of the hell dimension. Sartre over here and several other agents helped clean the place up. There was a revolt and fight between several factions. Red, blue and green would make sure that Theodore Wicker would come out victorious. Even Amaryllis Wicker does not know the exact origin of the scalpel. What ever is going on in the city, it should do the job though." said Prue.
As the van pulled into the old derelict mansion, the three walked in the front door. The walls were once again covered in a bloody grafity "Marquardt" "Congo." "RC." You three are really going to want to see what's happened in our attic..." Prudence would lead them up the stairs into the famed attic that was recently filled with flying bullets.
The Book of Shadows rested in the middle of the room, just as it had since October 1998. There were differences though, pictures of Emma as a young girl where around the room. Pictures of her as an adult as "Anima" were also around the room. She was extremely powerful, perhaps the key to the entire ministry that had been going on for twelve years.
Along with those photos, there were freshly written messages in blood on the walls.
"Roald Amundsen" "Lost Expedition."
There were photos of the Explorer and his various teams standing in the Arctic cold.
All of the photos had been meticulously placed around the attic.
The photos of the Explorer were placed to surround the book of shadows.
"These items are related to your world, not ours. I guess from the same secret world now. " said Prue.
"It's a new secret world." Said Sartre.
Come downstairs, the three of us want to talk with you.
The forward had downstairs and sat on the couch in the living room, the three sisters were directly across from them.
Piper said, "not having met you, I can't thank you enough. I knew ever since Prue's funeral in 2001 that I would see her again, you agents have helped us with that somehow. It's almost as if it is destiny."
A Teary-eyed Phoebe said "it's good to see you again Prue, you are home now."
Phoebe would become quiet immediately, it was easy to see there was some tension between these two sisters. Piper being the middle sister was literally caught in the middle and had been for over twenty years.
"Prue would say, we all have to work together, to figure out what's going on here. Whoever you secret world agents are after, have an interest in this house. It's probably because of the ley line under the house as well as that powerful spell book we never found in the basement. It was something Mom or Grams, never wanted us to find. Though our name is Halliwell, our original family name was Warren.
"The first victim to be killed in the recent days, Piper would continue, had to been an extended relative of ours, she probably didn't even know of our existence. This has to have something to do with our bloodline. At first, we thought that the RC might've been a reference to Ruth Cobb, she was a witch finder that we had to travel back in time to fight in 2001. However; I think were dealing with something much more powerful. If there was some way we can figure out the identity of this other RC." For some reason Phoebe looked stoic and then said "that book, The End Rite is mainly a portal opening book. I won all three of you to get as far away from us as possible, go to the back of the room, take the salt container and for a circle around yourselves. Do not move.
The three agents would do so. The three sisters took the book out of Alyssa's bag and placed it on the table.
Phoebe what open it is a large blast of light would come from it enveloping the three sisters.
Phoebe would collapse as the other two hastily read as much as they could and flipped pages.
After about two minutes, they closed the book.
"You three agents can come out of the circle now."
They would do so.
Phoebe awoke. "I had a premonition, tomorrow night. Portals being opened a huge battle. Chaos. A man here opening portals. Something crawling, something chaotic. Another man here, the same one that brought you back Prue. Prue, Andy Will be here..."
"That's impossible." Her sister would respond.
"It would've been impossible for you to come back as well, Prue but you're back. Phoebe would continue. "You."She pointed to Alyssa. "You lost someone in a portal. Someone you cared about, you can't or don't want to remember it. "
Phoebe's eyes would well up in tears.
"No, no,not again. What happened to him can't........ can't happen again to........." Phoebe would look directly at Alyssa and then glance to someone else in the room.
"We have to do everything right from here on out," said Phoebe."
"The three of us, the three of you, and anyone else involved have to do everything right." Piper looked worried at what Phoebe saw with her power premonition.
"One mistake can't be made." Said Prue
Sartre felt extremely nervous. Not one mistake could be made. And what had Phoebe seen that related to Alyssa, and who was it that she had looked at in the room.
"We have plenty of bedrooms here, they have TVs in them. Did you like what I was able to do with the pennant and the book outside your hotel room? Go grab yourself some drinks and head to bed Chick Chicken." Prue would smirk to Alyssa.
Everyone was wiry, Sartre helped Alyssa lay down, and was lying down next to her similar to the way they were in the hotel room. He himself was so nervous and wiry he had to turn the TV on for a few minutes.
"Beverly Hills 90210, this is an old show, when I was in college Alyssa, one of the other students said something about a character on here. He said he had a dream that the character Brenda Walsh had killed his dog."
After about thirty minutes he shut the TV off. Alyssa was still awake. He would stroke her her and once again admire her paleness. He took off his pentacle and placed it around her neck. As he closed his eyes, he embraced her in hopes of coming her and himself down.