The Queen's Knights
Author: LuRCosta
Fandom: Twilight/Charmed
Rating: T/ 13+
Pairings: Normal pairings. Embry/OC → still deciding which one!
Summary: Bringing this story back! Sorry for those who waited! Melinda aunts always told her that when one door closes another one opens, she always believed in them. But, now, it's time to experience it. Can she find happiness?
Disclaimer: Only the OC are mine, all the others I have no claim over them!
Beta: None. All mistakes as mine.
Spells. "Thoughts". "Normal talk".
Charmed Ones Children (must are OC)
MELINDA WARREN HALLIWELL: 16 years-old
Mother: Prue Halliwell
Father: Andy Trudeau
Kind: Whitelighter/Witch
Powers: Alot, during the story most will be told.
Played by: Alexandria Daddario
WYATT MATTHEWS HALLIWELL: 14 years-old
Mother: Piper Halliwell
Father: Leo Wyatt
Kind: Whitelighter/Witch
Played by:Ty Simpkins
CHRISTOPHER PERRY HALLIWELL: 12 years-old
Mother: Piper Halliwell
Father: Leo Wyatt
Kind: Whitelighter/Witch
Played by: Jacob Hopkins
VICTOR ANDREW HALLIWELL: 12 years-old
Mother: Piper Halliwell
Father: Leo Wyatt
Kind: Whitelighter/Witch
Played by: Jacob Hopkins
PRUDENCE PHOEBE HALLIWELL: 10 years-old
Mother: Phoebe Halliwell
Father: Coop
Kind: Cupid/Witch
Played by: Nikki Hahn
PEYTON PIPER HALLIWELL: 9 years-old
Mother: Phoebe Halliwell
Father: Coop
Kind: Cupid/Witch
Played by: Ava Acres
PORTIA PAIGE HALLIWELL: 4 years-old
Mother: Phoebe Halliwell
Father: Coop
Kind: Cupid/Witch
Played by: Mia Talerico (Think of her brunet)
PENELOPE SAM MATTHEWS: 9 years-old
Mother: Paige Matthewsl
Father: Henry Mitchell
Kind: Whitelighter/Witch
Played by: Kaitlin Riley
PATRICIA LILIAN MATTHEWS: 9 years-old
Mother: Paige Matthews
Father: Henry Mitchell
Kind: Whitelighter/Witch
Powers: Alot, during the story most will be told.
Played by: Kaitlin Riley
HENRY MITCHELL MATTHEWS JUNIOR: 3 years-old
Mother: Paige Matthews
Father: Henry Mitchell
Kind: Whitelighter/Witch
Played by: Pierce Gagnon
Chapter 1 – Brave New World
The sun rise, a new day, a fresh start, that's what Melinda always thought. However, lately, that was not what had been happening. At the age of 16, the witch-lighter had faced more than most. When her best friend, brother from another mother, died a week ago, the blue-eyed witch had entered a severe depression. She had allowed him inside her heart, and now, she was suffering.
Like the nights before, Melinda had barely slept, thanks to the nightmares. So now, the 16-year-old was looking out the window, watching the sun rise above San Francisco.
About an hour later there was a knock at her door, 'Right on schedule.', like every morning her Uncle Leo would knock on her door, peek inside and tell her breakfast was ready. "Melinda, breakfast is ready." When he did not receive an answer, as always, he left. And, as usual, he left the door opened.
In the begin of the week, her aunt Phoebe had tried to explain to everyone what she was felling, being a psychologist and empath. They didn't understand much, and Melinda didn't care. What she did now, most likely Eric told her, his adoptive mother was depressed, was that there were good days and bad days, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
Today, it seemed it was a good day for Melinda. Instead of using her telekinesis to close the door, she got up. She didn't stop to look in the mirror, she could imagine what she looked like, a week in bed, barely eating and sleeping, only leaving to go to the bathroom.
She found her family seating in the kitchen, when they saw her they all stopped. Her aunt was the first to recover. "Melinda, sit, there's pancakes, bacon and eggs. What do you want?" Her aunt gestured to the empty chair between her uncle and her cousin Victor. Aunt Piper always had strict rules in her kitchen, she may be their cook, but she was not their waiter, so Melinda knew that her the eldest Charmed One was cutting her some slack. Instead of sitting, she took her plate and went to wait by the isle. "P..." Her voice didn't work, 'What do you expect, a week without muttering a word.', so she took a bottle of water from the fridge and drank half before trying again "Pancake and egg, please."
Her aunt beamed at her before she started working on her food. She turned towards her cousins, the seemed to be over their initial shock and had returned to eating. None of them were looking at her. She wanted to blame them, to be angry at them, after all it seemed easier, and she had, for a little while. When Wyatt had come talk to her, two days after Eric's death, she had used her telekinesis to throw most of the stuff in her bedroom at him. After that day, none of them had tried again.
"I don't blame you guys." They froze, again. "I did, at first. But not anymore." She wasn't really in the mood to talk, so she waited for them to say something. And she waited, it seemed that they had really frozen this time. Wyatt was the first to recover, and when he did, he walked around the table and approached her. He was hesitant, and Melinda didn't blame him. He waited for her to start using her powers on him, and when that didn't happen, he got closer. She didn't expect the hug, but welcomed it.
"I'm sorry. We all are." Wyatt whispered at her ear. "Mels, you stink!" Of course, he had to break the moment. Melinda, wasn't expecting the chuckle that came out of her, but in the end, it was a good surprise.
"Wyatt!" Both his parents reprimanded him.
"What? It's nothing but the truth!" Instead of scolding him again, Piper pointed towards his seat. By the looks at her face, she was not happy. But he didn't allow that to change his mood, with a smile he went back to his seat and restarted eating. A couple of minutes later the only witch in the room handed the eldest witch-lighter her plate.
While Melinda was still eating, her cousins left to finish getting ready for school, aunt Piper had to leave early because of a problem at the restaurant, leaving her alone with her uncle.
In the end, she only ate half of the pancake and a quarter of the egg, she knew that it wasn't healthy, but she couldn't eat anymore. When she was done, the ex-whitelighter took her plate to the sink. While he started doing the dishes Melinda got up and put the rest of the stuff in the fridge, once she was done, she joined him at the sink and started to dry the dishes.
Not once did he try to speak to her, he allowed her her space, he would wait until she came to him, like the patient man he has always been.
The silence between them was broken by the three sets of footprints coming down the stairs. "Mom, we are ready!" Chris called. Leo left the kitchen.
"She already left, boys. Today I'll be the one taking you three to school." Melinda heard her uncle answer. By the time she got to the living room her uncle was the only one still in the house, he turned towards her and waved goodbye. And she waved back. Alone in the house, she thought about laying back in her bed, but she couldn't, she knew if she did that it would be another week, at least, for her to get up. So, she went to the bathroom and took a well needed bath.
After the shower, she went back to her bedroom, now it was time to figure out what to wear. As much as she wanted to just put on some sweat pants, she couldn't, Eric would kill her if she put sweats if it wasn't to train. So, she ended up deciding on her favorite leather black pants, a simple turtle neck top, and her mother's leather jacket. To finish the outfit she put on, she chooses a black-chocolate brown ankle bootie.
While she was drying her hair, her uncle returned. He stopped by her open door, like before, just waiting.
"He wouldn't want me to keep on like that." She muttered, the witch-lighter wasn't sure her uncle had heard her. She thought he didn't.
"Okay, I'm proud of you." His answer took a while to come, and when it did, she was surprised.
By the time she turned around he was gone, well he was most likely at the garage, working on his precious car.
Once she was done with her hair, her desire to go lay in the bed got even bigger. It appeared that she got worst when there was nothing to do. As much as she wanted to listen to her desire, she didn't. Eric wouldn't want her to, he would want her to live, to be happy, to find something worth living for. Like she had said to Leo. He didn't get a chance to live anymore, so now she had to live for him, she would have to do all he ever wanted to do, all he ever dreamed of doing. It would be hard, everywhere she went, she would remember him, it was going to be hard to fight the desire every single second of every day. But she would try, she had to, for him. Until she found something worth living for, she would live for him.
She went to the attic, it was the only thing she could think of to keep herself busy.
After hours of simply cleaning, rearranging, cataloging and making potions her aunts orbed in. They didn't not look happy.
"Hey, Mels." Phoebe was the first to speak. It seemed like Leo had told them that she had officially left the bedroom, because they didn't seem surprised that she was at the attic. With a small nod, the witch-lighter acknowledged them. She knew it was serious what they wanted to talk to her about, they wouldn't have all showed up if it wasn't. She finished bottling her potion before turning her full attention to them. "Why don't we sit down, we have something to tell you."
Paige lead her to the couch, were the two eldest sat on her right and the youngest Charmed One on her left.
"The Elders called me earlier this morning. They wanted me to tell you about your new charge." They waited for a reaction from the teenager but nothing came, so Paige continued. "Her name is Renesmee, she was born three days ago. They didn't not tell me why she needs protection."
"Why me?" The witch-lighter whispered, if Phoebe wasn't paying attention, she would have missed it, being the farthest away.
"I don't know, honey. I tried to convince them to give her to someone else, but they said only you could do the job. I'm sorry."
"What are you sorry for, aunt Paige? You tried, didn't you?" They were not excepting this reaction from Melinda.
"Yeah, honey, of course I tried. There's more. They want you to live with the family while you look after her, at least at the begging."
"Oh." Melinda stared at the other side of the attic, her aunts around her were at a loss, so they just allowed her to be, for now. 'A new day, a fresh start. Eric wouldn't want me to live like this. Maybe getting out of here is the best thing, everything in this house reminds me of him, imagine at school, or Magic School. I wouldn't go a day without thinking of him. I can't stay here, that is all I know.' "I'll do it."
"Melinda, are you sure? You can always say 'no'. We will talk to the Elders, tell them they have to find someone else." Piper tried to persuade her, the three sisters didn't believe the best thing for the young one was to be sent to another place, considering she had just left her bed.
"I have to. Not because of those asses, but because I can't live like this anymore, he wouldn't want me to. And I can't stay here, it hurts to much, the pull is to big. I have to go, somewhere he has never been. As much as I don't want to, he would like me to, so I'm going to do it, for him." At the end of her speech the Charmed Ones had tears in their eyes. They were proud of her. Ever since the day Prue died, they had taken the responsibility of raising their niece, knowing what the future once had in store for her, it was scary. But now, here she was, making them proud.
"Okay, Phoebe and Paige will help you pack, while I make us some lunch. Anything you want, sweety?" Piper asked, it would be Melinda's last meal here at the manor, she would make sure it was perfect.
"Lasagna, please." Was the reply, 'Of course, why did I even ask.' Piper thought.
The four of them left the attic, Piper kept going down, while Phoebe, Paige and Melinda stopped at the second floor. The youngest Charmed One took two bags from Piper and Leo's closet, while the middle one started to help the witch-lighter. They packed a lot of winter stuff, since the season was coming and they knew Melinda was going north. They didn't know exactly where. With the three of them doing the job, it only took them an hour. By the time they got down stairs the table was set, instead of just five places there were seven, which meant Coop and Henry were joining them. They left her bags behind the couch. The two youngest Charmed Ones left to join Piper in the kitchen, leaving Melinda alone with Leo, again. Before he could utter a word to her, she hugged him. The force almost put him to the ground.
"Thank you, Uncle Leo." She whispered in his chest. She knew he had understood him, because his arms tightened even more around her. She didn't have to say why she was thanking him, he knew.
They only separated when Coop and Henry beamed in the dining room. "Hey, Mels." They both grated her at the same time. It seemed they were called, because seconds later Piper, Phoebe and Paige each came in holding a tray of food. "Move you two, hot plates coming through." The eldest was not happy with the two new comers standing in her way, she after all had the lasagna in her hands, and it was hot, even with the oven mitts. They both gave her apologetic looks before each giving their wives a kiss. "Alright, lunch is served."
"Prue always dreamed of giving her daughter the name Patricia, but when you were born, she changed, she wanted to give you a name that represented power, that inspired you, so she named you after our ancestral, a noble, selfless, kind, bright and powerful witch. And you have shown us that you are just like her, plus your mother's stubbornness. We are all so proud of you. So I propose a toast, to Melinda. May the spirits guide your new adventure, and may you find happiness, God knows, you deserve it." Phoebe raised her glass, and soon everyone in the table followed. "To Melinda!" they all chanted before taking a sip.
Lunch was a quiet but happy affair. By the time they were done it was time for Melinda to leave. She knew she had to. Everyone got up. They each hugged Melinda, squishing as hard as they could.
They formed a half circle around her bags and her, with one finale smile and wave, she picked up her bags and allowed the pull she was feeling towards her charge lead her orb.
- TQK -
"kind of a mouthful and -" It was the first thing Melinda heard when she arrived. It seemed like Renesmee had led her to what looked like a backyard. Most of the people there turned to look at her. But before anyone could react, they all heard a screech.
"You nicknamed my daughter after the Loch Ness Monster?" The woman, who was already crouching, lunged. Melinda didn't think twice, she raised her shield around the boy, or man, she couldn't tell by his height. The purple ball raised just in time. The woman, now Melinda could see that most of them were vampires, ricocheted, but landed on her feet. Both her and the man looked at the shield with curiosity, while the rest of the crowd stared at Melinda.
"Hi." She witch-lighter could imagine how weird this scene was, first she appeared in blue orbs, now she stood there with her hands raised, as if she was trying to reach something. When none answered she turned to the attacker. "Can I put the shield down? Or are you going to attack him again?"
This time she received a nod as an answer, hoping that is meant 'yes' for her first question, she lowered her shield and, consequently, lowered her arms. "Introductions: My name is Melinda Halliwell." They still didn't answer her, a few seemed to be analyzing her, ready to declare her dangerous if needed. "Okay, I'm guessing she's Renesmee?" Melinda pointed at the baby, in the blond female vampire arms. It appeared to be the wrong question to ask, because the moment she was done talking, they all closed in on the baby, a few even crouched, the woman to the front, and the man turned into a wolf. The two wolves, that before were near the tree line were now behind her, ready to attack if needed. And the other wolf was at her right. If they wanted, they could surround her easily, after all she was outnumbered.
"How do you know her name?" A blond male vampire asked, he seemed the leader of their coven.
"I was told. Look, I'm half witch, half whitelighter. I have charges, people I'm supposed to look after, guide, protect. The Elders gave me Renesmee, well they ordered me. The point is, I'm here to protect her." It seemed they didn't know anything about witches and whitelighters, which made Melinda's job, to convince them she meant no harm, even harder. "You guys have a telepath and an empath in your group, I can't tell which one is which because you guys are too close together, doesn't matter. Use your powers, you'll see I mean no harm!"
That seemed to do the trick, at least partly, four of them stood taller, the male vampire that had spoken, two other males and a female. Even though they stood, they were all still locked in position, if the order was giving, they would attack. Melinda heard more growls coming behind her, seven new wolves showed up. The biggest one was entirely black, she was a bit smaller to the one in Melinda's right. Coming at her left, the new wolves surrounded her. There was one that called her attention, he was slicker than the rest, his fur was gray with black spots, one directly on his nose. It seemed like the moment he looked at her eyes everything changed. Instead of staying in the line, like the others, he took a few steps forward.
Melinda learned at a very young age to control her telepathy, she knew people didn't like her reading their minds, so she tried to avoid it, like now. But she couldn't ignore the screams 'IMPRINT' she was hearing. "What's an Imprint?" As much as she liked to pride herself as a very studious person, she couldn't remember ever reading said word in the werewolf's books. The wolf got even closer to her. The one at her right was growling, really loudly now.
"Edward?" Melinda looked at the blond male vampire, it didn't make any sense what was happening right now. The only thing she did know was that she didn't have to protect herself from the wolf, now standing right beside her.
"Embry has imprinted." The one with the bronze hair answered. It still did not answer Melinda's question, but it seemed she now at least knew the name of the wolf beside her. The growling got even louder by her right, and immediately the gray wolf started to growl back. It scared her a bit, the size of their teethes, but something told her that if she moved it would only make things worse. "Her mind shows no harm. It actually shows me the opposite, in case of a fight between Embry and Jacob she would be willing to protect Renesmee." it seemed that got the people and wolves a bit more relaxed.
"Her emotions show the same, the protectiveness she fells is enormous." The one to say that had blond curly hair. He was one of the two males, who had raised. It seemed Melinda had her answer, who was the empath and who was the telepath.
It took a minute, but finally everyone seemed to relax. The wolves all left. "Wait, what?"
"They are going to shift back, that way we can all communicate." A short brunet answered her, she was standing beside Melinda, on her right, even though she wasn't there a second ago. "I'm Alice, that's Jasper, Esme, Rosalie, Carlisle, Edward, Bella and you apparently already know Renesmee. Jacob, Seth and Leah are changing, so is Embry."
There were a lot of names, the witch-lighter just hoped she could remember them all.
Out of the tree line came a young man, he looked almost 25, he was hot, and the fact he was wearing nothing but a ripped jeans short helped his case even more. He approached Melinda with a huge smile on his face. "Hi, I'm Embry Call." In front of him was a stretched hand. The girl took it, and the moment they touched she started to see the future. Instead of the normal premonitions she usually gets that shows her a specific moment in time, these were flashes, really fast, showing her almost her entire future. She saw them kiss, prom, their weddind, her pregnancy, their first born, she could hear their families laughs, and finally the two of them in front of a mirror, looking old and happy together.
The ringing in Melinda's ear brought her back to the present, in front of her Embry had a concern face, beside her was the Carlisle, asking her if she was okay, behind her was Alice, she appeared to be holding Melinda up.
The witch looked into Embry's face and said the only thing that seemed to occupy her mind right now. "Shit."
