Drake had been the caretaker of the grounds and mansion for coming on to 20 years or more, when it was just Karen, Kerri - the mother and himself, Drake had it easier as the mother insisted that she did the house work while he tended the gardens and any small DIY job that cropped up, and things had been going steady for a long time. Then the news of Kerri's husband passing away; Drake had been a rock for both of the women who lived in the mansion - but today he had been informed the other three sisters were coming home, for how long? Only he knew that as he was a Whitelighter, a guardian angel to good witches, he had been assigned to the sisters before they were born; Kerri knew what he was, but Karen, Karen was wary of Drake. Not that he was rude or impolite - just the fact that to her eyes he never changed, age didnt effect him ...

As the doorbell rung numerous times and voices raised from time to time, he knew the time was soon; that the girls would be told of their heritage, their fate, and their powers - it would be time for him to step up soon; but not right now. Drake smiled to himself as he watered the plants and amused himself with humming parts of songs he was listening too. Before too long he popped out the earphones and concentrated for a few seconds - using one of his whitelighter powers to sense how many of the sisters had returned and he smirked as his power alerted him that all but one of the sisters had finally returned to the mansion.

Picking up the empty watering can and turning off the music, Drake headed up the back steps and into the kitchen:

"Kerri?" he called out, "Just finished the garden and was going to break for lunch." He stopped and smiled and saw Kaylah in the kitchen with her mum. "Wow, it has been a long time, Kaylah? You sure have grown up." He knew it to be Kaylah, but he said her name as a question, the game was still on.

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In a dark cavern two open fire touches cast barely light on a thrown carved from the rocks, this thrown was not unoccupied as sat upon it was a shadowy figure, a demon and not just a demon, but a powerful demon; close to the source. He snapped his fingers and two people on bended knee blurred into being. The shadowy beings hands came together and he smiled almost sardonically.
"About time." he almost drawled as plans started to formulate before the destined charmed ones gain their powers....