The Relinquished Ones
Chapter One
Darkness spread across San Francisco as the sun set. A pair of dark eyes watched a house that was quickly becoming enshrouded by the ever enclosing darkness. The house was famous to mortals and demons alike. This house, 1329 Prescott Street, had been the site of an explosion. This house, the Halliwell Manor, was the home of the Charmed Ones.
Or, at least, one of them. The other two had moved out with their husbands. That meant that, if Jack Rowe was quick, he could accomplish his task.
The sisters had put up spells; without breaking them, he couldn't orb in. But the defenses would come down when Paige orbed in, and he'd be able to orb out. At least, that was the plan…
Jack made his way to the door, knocking fervently. Leo came to the door. Jack resisted the urge to swear. Leo looked at Jack inquisitively. "Uh, hello?"
Jack improvised, his dark eyes meeting Leo's, and he ran a hand through his dark hair as though he were nervous. "Um, is there a Piper Halliwell home?"
Leo smiled. "Yeah, sure. Come on in, I'll go get her."
Stepping inside, Jack was immediately able to sense two whitelighters, or rather two half-whitelighters: Piper and Leo's two sons. He watched as Leo turned around, his back now towards the dark young man, and Jack grinned. Wisps of smoke encircled his hand and formed into the shape of a crossbow, and he raised it up into the air, already loaded. With quick aim, Jack shot Leo in the back. It wasn't a death shot, just enough to take him down. Leo let out a cry as he went down. Jack quickly reloaded his crossbow and went into the next room.
Here were the two young whitelighters. Immediately, a shield of light formed around the older one, and the younger one started to cry. Piper's voice came from the kitchen. "Wyatt, leave your brother alone!"
Jack fired a bolt at the younger boy; Wyatt was famous for his shield, and Jack didn't even bother to try. Again, the bolt landed in a non-deadly area, but the poison would do wonders on the boy… it might be worth it, even.
Reloading again, Jack moved into the kitchen. Piper had her back to him, cooking. Jack leveled the crossbow at her. "Boo."
Piper whirled around. "How did you get in my house?!" She threw her hands out, and Jack exploded into black orbs, but he quickly reformed, minus a crossbow. Piper gaped for a moment, then tried again, with the same results. A new crossbow quickly formed in Jack's hands, already loaded, and Piper's face contorted in fear. "Paige!!"
Jack fired the bolt at Piper, landing a hit in her stomach. Not a single shot had been desirous to kill. That wasn't his job here. He was here for… other reasons. As soon as he saw the white light beginning to materialize, Jack dissolved into dark orbs and disappeared.