In another part of the city, a young woman with short blond hair walked through her apartment carrying a tray of food and water for her cat. As sh walked into her kitchen, thunder was heard, accompanying the sound of the rain outside the apartment. "Come on, baby." she called softly as she set the tray down. Almost immediately the cat meowed and ran to the food. "Good girl." she finished. She pets the cat and slowly stood up, careful not to step on her long dark blue dress. She walked off into an adjoining room holding a silver goblet in her hands. She knelt before the alter set up in the room and place the goblet in the middle, amidst the candles and spices. With a touch of her finger, she lit the candles before her.
Outside her apartment, a figure wearing a long black cloak could be seen climbing down a ladder. The heavy rain no doubt muffled the sounds of his approach. Her concentration unbroken, she began to chant.
"Ancient one of the earth,
so deep master of moon
and sun I shield you
in my Wiccan way.
Here in my circle round,
asking you to protect this space,
and offer your sun force down."
Th dark figure entered the house through the kitchen, effectively scaring the cat out of the room. It approached her quietly as she continued her chant. Just as she finished the chant, she spun around in panic. She sighed in relief, recognizing the intruder. "What are you doing here?" she asked, a slight smile appearing on her face. In response, the intruder pulled out a knife and plunged it into her stomach. She let out a short scream before falling, lifeless, to the ground.
At that moment in another part of San Francisco, California sat a manor that stood long and proud for over a century. Two sisters slept at 1329 Prescott Street.
A woman with dark brow hair of moderate length with bangs and conservative clothing walked through the front door of a lavish manor. Once inside, she put away the umbrella she was using to keep herself dry when she took notice of another woman with dark brown hair, nearly indistinguishable from black, standing on the ladder, working on the chandelier in the next room.
"Prue?" the woman said, putting her raincoat and umbrella away.
"In here Piper I'm working on the chandelier." the woman, now identified as Prue, replied.
"Sorry I'm late." Piper responded, finally gathering enough of her courage to face her sister.
"Well, what else is new?" Despite the tone, there was hostility in the woman's voice. No, it was more alone the lines of annoyance. "Piper, I would've been here myself to meet the electrician but you know I can't leave the museum until six." With her sister unable to make it back in time, her errands holding her up, the older sister had to hasten to meet the electrician, who had come and gone, leaving the sisters with a broken chandelier. It was evident by Prue's tone that she didn't have a good day today.
"I guess I just didn't realize how long I was in China town." Piper asked as she took a bag and placed it on the dining room table.
"What were you doing in China town? I thought that you had a interview in a restaurant in North Beach?" Prue asked, her eyes on the bag on the table Piper was opening.
"I did, but I went to Young Lee market after my interview to get the ingredients for my audition recipe tomorrow." Piper explained as she opened the bag to see a bottle of wine.
Prue rolled her green eyes. "So that Wolfang-puck knockoff didn't hire you, then?" she asked, handing the opened box back to Piper, who was giving her a disconcerted look.
"Nooo... but this may just get the job." Piper responded as she held up a wine bottle.
"You got port?" Prue finally asked, taking the bottle from Piper to read the label.
"Its the ultimate ingredient for my recipe." Piper said with a grin.
Piper spotted the spirit board. "I don't believe it. Tell me that's not our old spirit board." she picked up the spirit board and examined it. She thought they lost it years ago...
"Yeah, I found it in the basement when I was looking for the circuit tester." Prue explained, smiling at her sisters enthusiasm, as well as the found memories that the spirit board helped resurface.
Piper than began reading the inscription on the book. "To my three beautiful girls may this give you the light to fine the shadows. The power of three will set you free. Love, Mom." the spirit board was one of the few things all three sisters could share and remain civil with for even a short amount of time. "We never did figure out what this inscription meant." she said, putting the broad down.
"Well, we should sent it to Phoebe. She's so in the dark, maybe a little light will help." Prue suggested sarcastically as she turned and left the room.
"You're always so hard on her." Piper said, taking the bag toward the kitchen.
"Piper, she has no vision, no sense of the future." Prue insisted, turning around to stare at Piper as if she couldn't believe Piper still stuck up for Phoebe after everything that had happened.
"I really think Phoebes coming around." Piper tried to persuade Prue, once again finding herself playing mediator in spite of the fact that the other sister wasn't here, but just ended up looking down at her hands unable to match Prue's gaze.
"Well, as long as she doesn't come around here, I guess thats good news." obviously there was some sort of animosity between the two sisters over an unspoken incident in the past. With that, Prue disappeared into an adjoining room. The creaking of the stairs followed Prue's ascent up the stairs, most likely to finally change out of her work dress. Prue stared making her way up stairs.
Police detective Andrew Trudeau was driving to the location of the latests murder scene. He just received a call from his partner, Darryl Morris, who had told him another woman had been stabbed. This was the fourth one within a short time frame and the police were no closer to finding out the identify of the murder. Andy pulled into the parking lot of the apartments that the victim had lived in. He quickly shut off his car and stepped into the heavy rain. As he traversed around the police, paramedics, and bystanders, he pulled out his police mark and flashed it to the officer prohibiting the curious bystanders from entering. Morris was waiting for him at the door of the apartment.
The woman in question was in her mid-twenties and lived lone. Detective Morris and Trudeau shuffled through the crow of people as the latter informed hid partner about a lead. "One that didn't go anywhere." he finally answered, glancing at his watch in frustration. Every minute this person wasn't caught, another woman could end up dead.
"Thar woman up there I bet she was killed with an athame." Andy guessed. An athame was a Wiccan tool used many years. Lately, a lot of murders had been connected to the occult.
"Wrong. Dulbe-edged steel knife." Morris replied, turning to face Andy with a look of triumph.
Andy just grinned. "Right. That's a athame." he countered. "It's a ceremonial tool. Witches use them to direct energy." he explained, looking around to see if anyone was listening to them. He seems too invested that these women were witches.
"That women didn't direct jack. She was stabbed, plain and simple." Darryl insisted, refusing to give in to his partner's logic.
After determining that no one was paying them an attention, Andy lowered his voice so as not to be heard just in case. "Was she found near an alter?" he asked.
"Yes," Darrly replied shortly.
"Were there carvings on that alter?" Andy pressed, smiling as he realized Darrly was trapped.
Darrly rolled his eyes as he realized that what Andy was implying almost made sense. "Look. Just do me a favor. Don't ever follow a lead without checking with me first."
"You want to go to occult shops?" Andy joked, grinning at his partners reaction to being cornered.
Darrly laughed at Andy's joke. "Get to work, okay?" he ordered, turning around and walking into the room where the victims body was.
Harry looked at the San Francisco newspaper as he saw there was another woman that was murdered, because she was a witch. I'm going to have to make sure Pure and her sisters are okay. I'm going to have to make copies of me and then changed their appearance a little. So I can look after the Charmed Ones.