"This isn't working!" Melinda Halliwell said to herself as she dropped the scrying crystal on her desk. The young witch was currently tracking a demon or warlock who had been targeting witches in her area. She had been gathering evidence and trying to figure out a pattern, if there was any. Melinda was a smart girl and was trying to figure it out. Currently, she had no luck except that all his victims were female. Three girls in the last three days. Today was the fourth and there was going to be a fourth target, Melinda had until the sun set to find him, stop him, and save another innocent witch. Melinda also wondered why the witches didn't defend themselves from the demon or warlock. She knew, from experience, that not all witches had active powers and that they could use to defend themselves. That's why the Warren line of witches were always so proactive and destined to fight the good fight and protect people who couldn't protect themselves from the forces of darkness. Why us? Melinda sometimes wondered. Of all the witches in the world, why their line? There must have been multiple clans of witches who also fought demons, but maybe not all of them resided in San Francisco. Even though, there were many here. San Francisco just seemed like the hub of all sorts of magic.

Melinda walked over to her closet, where she kept here box of potions and other magical equipment. She was glad that she had finally gotten her own dorm room, because she wouldn't have to risk the life of her roommate and magical exposure. She was able to practice her witchcraft alone and also have the privacy she liked. Melinda grabbed two teleporting potions. She had decided to go to the Underworld to hunt for her target. She knew that if she wasn't able to scry for him, that he would be in down there. Aiden, her whitelighter had informed her of the target and said that he had been very evasive and that he would talk to other whitelighters and get their charges working on finding him. The Elders were worried about him attacking more witches and gathering more abilities.

If anything, Melinda would call her cousins and The Power of Three could deal with it. They were finally getting the hang of being witches and their powers were progressing. Melinda had tons of work to do, but it was summer and she was off. She didn't have to worry about school and was able to focus on her job and magic. Also, since it was summer, Melinda was going to go back to Magic School, where her parents currently resided and stay with them for awhile. She was putting it off because she had everything she needed here, but she still missed her mom and dad.

Along with the teleporting potions, Melinda also grabbed some explosive and stun potions just in case she ran into some other nasties while down there. She knew she was well equipped with her freezing power and her telepathy but it never hurt to bring back up. Melinda had also been working on her telepathic ability and was able to do many things that she wasn't able to before. She couldn't wait to use it on a demon. She had tried it on her cousin Anabel once or twice, but just to plant a small thought. Melinda put her box of potions away and placed the ones she had gotten out and into a small potions purse. She held the one teleporting potion and threw it between her feet, letting the smoke engulf her and bring her down to the Underworld. Once there, Melinda looked around. It was still the same. Not any different since Melinda last came down. It had been awhile since the witch had visited. She had been hunting down a different demon then. She didn't even know what she was looking for. There was little information on this demon, and Aiden told her all he knew. He was male and attacked with an athame and wielded blue thermal fireballs. At least there was one specific detail. There was also nothing in the Book of Shadows when she popped over at the Manor.

Melinda walked through an empty cavern and kept her eyes, senses, and telepathy peeled. Even if they were invisible and as long as they were thinking, Melinda would be able to sense them. Stupid Elders, I'm no whitelighter! Melinda picked up. Now, this voice sounds very familiar, the witch thought to herself. She began to pick up a few more things, nothing to alarming, just extreme anger towards the Elders. She walked into the next cavern and saw the back of a familiar figure. "Figures you'd be down here," Melinda said. It was her big brother, Chris. "Long time no see."

Since the witchling had received her telepathic gift, she had noticed that a lot of people had known about her gift had steered away from her, knowing that at any given moment, Melinda would be able to tap into their mind and know everything about them. Or, some embarrassing things about them. People wouldn't be able to hide anything from her, 'cause she would just be able to use her power to find out the truth. But that was the last thing Melinda wanted to do. She respected people's privacy and when she would find things out, it was because most likely caused by a telepathic mishap. She didn't have full control yet, but was still working on it. The power was very useful, and Melinda knew it would come in great handy once she got the logistics of it. Melinda had no idea what the connection telepathy had with her original power of temporal statis, but didn't argue it. It was kind of like her aunt Phoebe and her gift to see the future and levitation. Destiny worked in weird ways.

"Oh, really?" Melinda asked. It was actually a surprise that someone from her family had visited her on campus, especially one of her brothers. They weren't as close as they had been before. Nothing really caused their drifting away, it was just their different interests and their busy lives. "It was either that, work, or demons. Yeah, I'm actually tracking a demon who's been roaming around my campus. I really don't know much about him. Incessant little th-" Melinda stopped as she caught a voice in her head. Stupid witches, leave already! Melinda whipped her head around to see where the voice was coming from. Chris, stay quiet. There's a demon here, I'm pretty sure there's only one. But I'll freeze the cave, and can you try to sense him. Melinda threw up her hands and made a motion with her wrist as her power activated, 'causing the non good witches to stop in time. Because the cave was frozen, Melinda wouldn't be able to use her telepathy so find where he was, but she knew that her brother could try using his whitelighter power to locate it.

Melinda took out an explosive potion from her mini drawstring bag. ""Purple, just the way I like it." Melinda said. The potion contained ingredients that basically replicated her mother's combustion power. Melinda was gifted with a similar ability to her mothers but hers didn't revolve around molecules like her cousins did, but instead, was actually time.

As Melinda began to scope out the room for the demon, who could be hiding among the array of stalagmites and stalactites and wondered why the demon didn't just shimmer out when it saw Chris there and Melinda joining him later.