It had been two years since Prue's death. As far as the Charmed ones were
concerned, she was never coming back. But was that really the case?
Breakfast!" called Piper cheerfully, setting plates on the table. She smiled at Wyatt, babbling in his high chair as Paige came into the kitchen. "Morning." she said groggily, and sat at the table. Her burgundy terry- cloth robe fell in bags around her wrists as she rested her head on her arms. Piper frowned. "Up and at 'em, sleepyhead." she said, and set a fork next the Paige's arm. Paige groaned. Another morning meant another day at work. Not business work, like most normal people. This was different...this was saving the world. Phoebe rushed into the room, bumping Paige's chair on the way and pulling her from her thoughts. "Watch it!" yelped Paige. Phoebe apologized, grabbed a piece of toast from the plate in Piper's hand, and ran from the room. Piper raised an eyebrow. "I wonder what her deal is." she wondered, and sat down across from Paige. The two began to eat, unaware of what was happening in the meantime.
I thought this was too good to be true, but it seems we have proven otherwise." laughed The Source. He paced around the stone slab with his newest minion laid on top of it. A few of his followers chuckled. "SILENCE!" yelled The Source. He fingered a lock of her hair. His minion's hair. "A Charmed one." he said gruffly, pulling his hand away. The Seer looked Prue over. "The transformation is complete, your highness." she exclaimed. The Source grinned. "Wonderful." he said, and left the room.
Thanks for breakfast." said Paige, rising to her feet and clearing her plate away. Piper nodded, engulfed in feeding Wyatt his disgusting baby food. Paige glanced at the label. Peas? But it's purple, though Paige, making a face. Oh well. Wyatt seemed to enjoy the purple goo, so she didn't mention anything about it. Instead, she washed her dishes and set them in the dishwasher. But somehow, something didn't feel right. Maybe it was the scrapple she had eaten out of kindness to Piper. "Paige? You don't look too good. You should go lay down." remarked Piper. Paige nodded and wandered to her bedroom. She laid on the bed, but felt restless. How could she sleep with this horrible dread rising in her?
Prue sat up suddenly on the stone slab. She looked around. How could she be here? The last thing she remembered was her sisters...a battle...the charmed ones? "Not anymore." said a voice from behind her. Prue spun around to face The Seer. The Seer had an evil smile on her face as she approached Prue. "Your duties are different this time. You've been given a second chance to prove yourself." she explained. Prue looked confused. "A second chance?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. The Seer nodded. "You must thank The Source for taking you in. Actually, I've already arranged for you to thank him. You will destroy the Charmed Ones." she said, and laughed. Prue nodded. "I will do as he pleases." she said. Silently, she rose from the stone table, and blinked to the attic of the manor.
Breakfast!" called Piper cheerfully, setting plates on the table. She smiled at Wyatt, babbling in his high chair as Paige came into the kitchen. "Morning." she said groggily, and sat at the table. Her burgundy terry- cloth robe fell in bags around her wrists as she rested her head on her arms. Piper frowned. "Up and at 'em, sleepyhead." she said, and set a fork next the Paige's arm. Paige groaned. Another morning meant another day at work. Not business work, like most normal people. This was different...this was saving the world. Phoebe rushed into the room, bumping Paige's chair on the way and pulling her from her thoughts. "Watch it!" yelped Paige. Phoebe apologized, grabbed a piece of toast from the plate in Piper's hand, and ran from the room. Piper raised an eyebrow. "I wonder what her deal is." she wondered, and sat down across from Paige. The two began to eat, unaware of what was happening in the meantime.
I thought this was too good to be true, but it seems we have proven otherwise." laughed The Source. He paced around the stone slab with his newest minion laid on top of it. A few of his followers chuckled. "SILENCE!" yelled The Source. He fingered a lock of her hair. His minion's hair. "A Charmed one." he said gruffly, pulling his hand away. The Seer looked Prue over. "The transformation is complete, your highness." she exclaimed. The Source grinned. "Wonderful." he said, and left the room.
Thanks for breakfast." said Paige, rising to her feet and clearing her plate away. Piper nodded, engulfed in feeding Wyatt his disgusting baby food. Paige glanced at the label. Peas? But it's purple, though Paige, making a face. Oh well. Wyatt seemed to enjoy the purple goo, so she didn't mention anything about it. Instead, she washed her dishes and set them in the dishwasher. But somehow, something didn't feel right. Maybe it was the scrapple she had eaten out of kindness to Piper. "Paige? You don't look too good. You should go lay down." remarked Piper. Paige nodded and wandered to her bedroom. She laid on the bed, but felt restless. How could she sleep with this horrible dread rising in her?
Prue sat up suddenly on the stone slab. She looked around. How could she be here? The last thing she remembered was her sisters...a battle...the charmed ones? "Not anymore." said a voice from behind her. Prue spun around to face The Seer. The Seer had an evil smile on her face as she approached Prue. "Your duties are different this time. You've been given a second chance to prove yourself." she explained. Prue looked confused. "A second chance?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. The Seer nodded. "You must thank The Source for taking you in. Actually, I've already arranged for you to thank him. You will destroy the Charmed Ones." she said, and laughed. Prue nodded. "I will do as he pleases." she said. Silently, she rose from the stone table, and blinked to the attic of the manor.