This is my new made up story (obviously) about me, my friends, and my other half (other half of myself)
The door creaked open and a boy stood in the doorway of an old and dusty attic. This was his first time up here and he was a little nervous. Greg had just turned 14 and was about 5'7 with light brown hair and big crystal blue eyes. He wore old clothes that were from way before this time period. He looked very poor, and his past was a mystery, for now. He walked around until he saw a stand with a thick book on it. As he walked over to it, he felt as if he was drawn to it. It had a strange sign on the front that Greg thought he'd seen before but couldn't remember when. He opened it up and saw a cover page; it read "The Book of Shadows" The next page contained some sort of chant. Semi-knowing what he was doing, Greg started to read it.
"I call upon the powers that be, to come and bless me.
Give me the powers of the Charmed Ones, give me the power of three.
Make The Enchanted Ones rise to be something,
and make my other half appear from nothing.
Bring the other four, destined to save them all here to answer my call.
Bring me into the future that exists from this magic,
and help save mankind from a future very tragic.
There was flash of brilliant light and the boy suddenly woke
up in a bunk bed. He looked at the top bunk a saw a boy that looked
very much like him. They had the same light brown hair and he was sure they had the same blue eyes but there was a slight difference in the face.
Greg knew at once that this must be his other half. He woke the boy
up and asked his name to which he replied, Turq. He then said that they were the only ones that remembered the way things used to be and that the other's memories had been altered because of the spell. Greg then went out the door to check things out and Turq went back to sleep.
Greg started down the stairs of the ancient house and peeked in all of
the doors to see if anything had changed. It hadn't… much. So far he was convinced that the spell had done its job. But there was one last test, the test of magic. He picked up a vase on table that didn't appear to be worth much, and threw it up in the air and shot out his hands as if surprised. The vase froze suspended in midair.
There was his proof, that he, his four friends, and his other half now lived in the Halliwell house and were now connected to its magic. They were to be the next charmed ones, but a bit younger. Except now, they were The Enchanted Ones.
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