POWERS OF THE WITCHES RISE
by
Crescent Dreamweaver
email: catz4dog1@aol.com
Disclaimer: I don't own Mutant X or Charmed. Mutant X belongs to Marvel Studios and Tribune Entertainment, and Charmed belongs to the WB! I just own Aurora, Claire, and Arestan.
Synopsis: Sequel to "Firestarter". Aurora sneaks out to a club in San Francisco, not realizing that she'll soon find out more about her new psionic abilities.
* *= indicates emphasized words -- --= indicates a person's thoughts
Let the story begin!
* * *
Chapter 1: Sneaking Out
Aurora Hawkins peeked out of her bedroom, and didn't see anyone out there. Good. That probably meant that she could sneak out without getting caught. She walked out of her bedroom, silently closing the door behind her, and started to tiptoe down the hall.
"Going somewhere?" Aurora nearly jumped out of her skin as Adam stepped out of the shadows, blocking her path.
"Hi, Adam," said Aurora keeping her voice normal. "I was just going for a walk. Perfectly harmless. And I'm not going out completely defenseless. I've got a can of pepper spray. See?" She lifted up the hem of her shirt, revealing the can of pepper spray that she had hooked to her belt.
Adam lifted an eyebrow at her.
"This walk you're going on wouldn't happen to be taking you in the direction of the clubs downtown, now would it?" he asked mildly.
"Um..."
"That's what I thought. Back to your room." But before Aurora could walk away, Adam held out his hand. "Pepper spray."
Scowling, Aurora hiked up the hem of her shirt again, and yanked the can of pepper spray from her belt, shoving it into Adam's hand. Then, pouting, she stomped back to her room, and slammed the door shut behind her. Adam sighed, and went downstairs to say good-bye to Claire Wilcox before he headed back to Sanctuary.
Aurora grabbed her purse, and tiptoed over to the window, opening it silently. She climbed out, and quickly shimmied down the drain pipe. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she took off running down the street.
* * *
A short while later, Aurora had arrived at one of the most popular clubs in the city, P3. She paid the admission, and went inside. There was a live band, and several people were dancing on the floor. Aurora grinned, and went over to the bar.
"I'd like a bottle of water, please," she said to the waitress standing behind the bar. The waitress grinned, and handed her a bottle of Dasani.
"That'll be a dollar seventy-five," the waitress said, and Aurora forked over the money. Then she walked over to one of the couches, and sat down, taking a gulp of her water. It was icy cold, and felt extremely good on her throat. --This is the definition of 'delicious'-- she thought, recalling one of her favorite childhood books, "The Search For Delicious".
A moment later, she was approached by a really cute guy with blond hair and brown eyes.
"Hi," he said, giving her a cocky grin. "Can I buy you a drink?"
"No, thank you," Aurora replied, indicating to the bottle of water in her hands. "I already have a drink." She didn't trust this guy. He practically oozed sexuality.
"Then do you wanna dance?" persisted the guy.
"No, thanks." Aurora yelped as he grabbed her by the arm, yanking her to her feet.
"That wasn't a request," the guy snarled.
"Let me go!" Aurora demanded.
"Not until you dance with me!"
"When hell freezes over, and not a moment sooner, asshole! Now, leggo!" Aurora yelped as the guy's fist connected with her face, and fell flat on her butt, dazed. She shook her head slightly, trying to clear the stars from her vision, and saw that the guy was being hauled away from her by a couple of huge guys that looked like they could take on Hulk Hogan.
* * *
Piper Halliwell ran over to the people that had just had a fight. The girl was sitting on the floor, looking dazed, and the guy was being dragged away.
"Ow," the girl said pathetically. Piper helped her to her feet, and a moment later, Phoebe and Paige, her younger sisters, came running up.
"Piper, what the hell happened?" Phoebe demanded. "Is she all right?"
"She's fine," Piper replied. "I think she's just a little shaken up. Let's get her to my office."
"My head hurts," the girl complained once they were in Piper's office, and Paige had shut the door behind them. "Of course, that's mostly due to the fact that I just got punched in the face." She removed her hand from her face, and Piper winced when she saw the huge bruise forming around her right eye.
"What's your name?" asked Phoebe gently.
"Aurora Hawkins." Phoebe blinked. That was definitely a fitting name. Aurora had waist-length red hair and pale green eyes.
"My name's Phoebe, that's Paige---" She pointed at the youngest of the Halliwells, who smiled at Aurora. "---and that's Piper. Now, is there someone you can call to come get you?" Aurora nodded, and Paige handed her the phone. She quickly punched in a number, and then handed it to Piper.
"Ask for Adam," she said. "He's one of my guardians." She sounded resigned to her fate, and Piper raised an eyebrow slightly.
"I'm gonna go get Aurora some ice for that eye of hers," whispered Paige, and left the office. Piper nodded, and turned her attention back to the phone.
A moment later, someone answered the phone.
"Hello?" said a man on the other end of the phone. He had a rich baritone.
"Is Adam there?" Piper asked.
"Speaking."
"Adam, this is Piper Halliwell, the owner of P3. There's a young woman here named Aurora Hawkins, and she's gotten into a bit of a scuffle with one of the customers here."
* * *
Adam hung up the phone and grabbed his jacket.
"I'll be back in a little while," he told Shalimar Fox, who was sitting on the couch reading a book. "I have to go pick Aurora up from a club."
Shalimar looked up at him, a surprised look on her face.
"I thought you told Aurora that she couldn't go to a club by herself," she said, sounding surprised.
"I did."
* * *
Aurora held the baggie of ice against her right eye, which was quickly turning purple.
"I feel like such an idiot," she muttered. "Why, oh why didn't I listen to Adam?"
"Did he tell you that you couldn't go to any clubs?" Phoebe asked gently. Aurora shook her head.
"He told me that I couldn't go to any clubs by myself," she replied. "But I thought it was a stupid rule, so I snuck out."
"Well, that explains it," said Paige. "It was karma. You didn't listen to good advice, and it came back and bit you on the ass."
"No kidding," mumbled Aurora.
* * *
Adam parked the car outside P3, and quickly paid the admission. Then he dashed inside.
"Where's Piper Halliwell's office?" he asked the first person that he saw. The person pointed it out to him, and Adam headed towards it. But before he could knock on the door, it was opened by a young woman with long brown hair.
"That was quick," she said. "She's in here." She led him into her office, and Adam saw that Aurora was sitting in a leather seat. But before he could take a step towards her, Piper placed a hand on his arm. "Go easy on her," she said gently. "She's already been punished."
"How was she punished?" Adam asked.
"Karma bit her on the ass," said a young woman with shoulder-length black hair and blue eyes. "I'm Paige, by the way."
"And I'm Phoebe," said another young woman with light brown hair and brown eyes who was sitting beside Aurora. "And what Paige means by karma biting her on the ass is that Aurora was being harassed by a young man."
"He said that he wouldn't leave me alone until I danced with him, and I told him that I'd dance with him when hell froze over, and not a moment sooner, and for him to let me go," Aurora said, removing the baggie of ice from her eye, revealing a huge bruise developing. "So he punched me in the face."
Adam winced and immediately went over to her. He gently probed the bruise, and Aurora winced at the touch of his gentle fingers on her injury.
"I can see what Piper meant by you already being punished," he said gently, and helped her to her feet. "Come on. Let's get you home."
Aurora turned to the three Halliwells, and hugged them.
"Thank you," she said, and then followed Adam out to the car.
* * *
Aurora was silent as Adam drove her back to Claire's house. Finally, she spoke.
"I can't believe that you're not yelling at me," she said softly. "Am I gonna get punished?"
Adam shook his head.
"You've been punched in the face," he replied. "I think you've gotten enough of a punishment." He cocked an eyebrow at her. "But if you insist, I guess I could make you clean Sanctuary from top to bottom for the next month."
Aurora's eyes grew wide.
"No! Getting punched was enough of a punishment!" Adam chuckled.
to be continued...
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A/N: As always, please R&R, but no flames. Flamers will be pelted with dungbombs, and then they'll get their sorry arses kicked from here to the Bog of Eternal Stench.
Disclaimer: I don't own Mutant X or Charmed. Mutant X belongs to Marvel Studios and Tribune Entertainment, and Charmed belongs to the WB! I just own Aurora, Claire, and Arestan.
Synopsis: Sequel to "Firestarter". Aurora sneaks out to a club in San Francisco, not realizing that she'll soon find out more about her new psionic abilities.
* *= indicates emphasized words -- --= indicates a person's thoughts
Let the story begin!
* * *
Chapter 1: Sneaking Out
Aurora Hawkins peeked out of her bedroom, and didn't see anyone out there. Good. That probably meant that she could sneak out without getting caught. She walked out of her bedroom, silently closing the door behind her, and started to tiptoe down the hall.
"Going somewhere?" Aurora nearly jumped out of her skin as Adam stepped out of the shadows, blocking her path.
"Hi, Adam," said Aurora keeping her voice normal. "I was just going for a walk. Perfectly harmless. And I'm not going out completely defenseless. I've got a can of pepper spray. See?" She lifted up the hem of her shirt, revealing the can of pepper spray that she had hooked to her belt.
Adam lifted an eyebrow at her.
"This walk you're going on wouldn't happen to be taking you in the direction of the clubs downtown, now would it?" he asked mildly.
"Um..."
"That's what I thought. Back to your room." But before Aurora could walk away, Adam held out his hand. "Pepper spray."
Scowling, Aurora hiked up the hem of her shirt again, and yanked the can of pepper spray from her belt, shoving it into Adam's hand. Then, pouting, she stomped back to her room, and slammed the door shut behind her. Adam sighed, and went downstairs to say good-bye to Claire Wilcox before he headed back to Sanctuary.
Aurora grabbed her purse, and tiptoed over to the window, opening it silently. She climbed out, and quickly shimmied down the drain pipe. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she took off running down the street.
* * *
A short while later, Aurora had arrived at one of the most popular clubs in the city, P3. She paid the admission, and went inside. There was a live band, and several people were dancing on the floor. Aurora grinned, and went over to the bar.
"I'd like a bottle of water, please," she said to the waitress standing behind the bar. The waitress grinned, and handed her a bottle of Dasani.
"That'll be a dollar seventy-five," the waitress said, and Aurora forked over the money. Then she walked over to one of the couches, and sat down, taking a gulp of her water. It was icy cold, and felt extremely good on her throat. --This is the definition of 'delicious'-- she thought, recalling one of her favorite childhood books, "The Search For Delicious".
A moment later, she was approached by a really cute guy with blond hair and brown eyes.
"Hi," he said, giving her a cocky grin. "Can I buy you a drink?"
"No, thank you," Aurora replied, indicating to the bottle of water in her hands. "I already have a drink." She didn't trust this guy. He practically oozed sexuality.
"Then do you wanna dance?" persisted the guy.
"No, thanks." Aurora yelped as he grabbed her by the arm, yanking her to her feet.
"That wasn't a request," the guy snarled.
"Let me go!" Aurora demanded.
"Not until you dance with me!"
"When hell freezes over, and not a moment sooner, asshole! Now, leggo!" Aurora yelped as the guy's fist connected with her face, and fell flat on her butt, dazed. She shook her head slightly, trying to clear the stars from her vision, and saw that the guy was being hauled away from her by a couple of huge guys that looked like they could take on Hulk Hogan.
* * *
Piper Halliwell ran over to the people that had just had a fight. The girl was sitting on the floor, looking dazed, and the guy was being dragged away.
"Ow," the girl said pathetically. Piper helped her to her feet, and a moment later, Phoebe and Paige, her younger sisters, came running up.
"Piper, what the hell happened?" Phoebe demanded. "Is she all right?"
"She's fine," Piper replied. "I think she's just a little shaken up. Let's get her to my office."
"My head hurts," the girl complained once they were in Piper's office, and Paige had shut the door behind them. "Of course, that's mostly due to the fact that I just got punched in the face." She removed her hand from her face, and Piper winced when she saw the huge bruise forming around her right eye.
"What's your name?" asked Phoebe gently.
"Aurora Hawkins." Phoebe blinked. That was definitely a fitting name. Aurora had waist-length red hair and pale green eyes.
"My name's Phoebe, that's Paige---" She pointed at the youngest of the Halliwells, who smiled at Aurora. "---and that's Piper. Now, is there someone you can call to come get you?" Aurora nodded, and Paige handed her the phone. She quickly punched in a number, and then handed it to Piper.
"Ask for Adam," she said. "He's one of my guardians." She sounded resigned to her fate, and Piper raised an eyebrow slightly.
"I'm gonna go get Aurora some ice for that eye of hers," whispered Paige, and left the office. Piper nodded, and turned her attention back to the phone.
A moment later, someone answered the phone.
"Hello?" said a man on the other end of the phone. He had a rich baritone.
"Is Adam there?" Piper asked.
"Speaking."
"Adam, this is Piper Halliwell, the owner of P3. There's a young woman here named Aurora Hawkins, and she's gotten into a bit of a scuffle with one of the customers here."
* * *
Adam hung up the phone and grabbed his jacket.
"I'll be back in a little while," he told Shalimar Fox, who was sitting on the couch reading a book. "I have to go pick Aurora up from a club."
Shalimar looked up at him, a surprised look on her face.
"I thought you told Aurora that she couldn't go to a club by herself," she said, sounding surprised.
"I did."
* * *
Aurora held the baggie of ice against her right eye, which was quickly turning purple.
"I feel like such an idiot," she muttered. "Why, oh why didn't I listen to Adam?"
"Did he tell you that you couldn't go to any clubs?" Phoebe asked gently. Aurora shook her head.
"He told me that I couldn't go to any clubs by myself," she replied. "But I thought it was a stupid rule, so I snuck out."
"Well, that explains it," said Paige. "It was karma. You didn't listen to good advice, and it came back and bit you on the ass."
"No kidding," mumbled Aurora.
* * *
Adam parked the car outside P3, and quickly paid the admission. Then he dashed inside.
"Where's Piper Halliwell's office?" he asked the first person that he saw. The person pointed it out to him, and Adam headed towards it. But before he could knock on the door, it was opened by a young woman with long brown hair.
"That was quick," she said. "She's in here." She led him into her office, and Adam saw that Aurora was sitting in a leather seat. But before he could take a step towards her, Piper placed a hand on his arm. "Go easy on her," she said gently. "She's already been punished."
"How was she punished?" Adam asked.
"Karma bit her on the ass," said a young woman with shoulder-length black hair and blue eyes. "I'm Paige, by the way."
"And I'm Phoebe," said another young woman with light brown hair and brown eyes who was sitting beside Aurora. "And what Paige means by karma biting her on the ass is that Aurora was being harassed by a young man."
"He said that he wouldn't leave me alone until I danced with him, and I told him that I'd dance with him when hell froze over, and not a moment sooner, and for him to let me go," Aurora said, removing the baggie of ice from her eye, revealing a huge bruise developing. "So he punched me in the face."
Adam winced and immediately went over to her. He gently probed the bruise, and Aurora winced at the touch of his gentle fingers on her injury.
"I can see what Piper meant by you already being punished," he said gently, and helped her to her feet. "Come on. Let's get you home."
Aurora turned to the three Halliwells, and hugged them.
"Thank you," she said, and then followed Adam out to the car.
* * *
Aurora was silent as Adam drove her back to Claire's house. Finally, she spoke.
"I can't believe that you're not yelling at me," she said softly. "Am I gonna get punished?"
Adam shook his head.
"You've been punched in the face," he replied. "I think you've gotten enough of a punishment." He cocked an eyebrow at her. "But if you insist, I guess I could make you clean Sanctuary from top to bottom for the next month."
Aurora's eyes grew wide.
"No! Getting punched was enough of a punishment!" Adam chuckled.
to be continued...
* * *
A/N: As always, please R&R, but no flames. Flamers will be pelted with dungbombs, and then they'll get their sorry arses kicked from here to the Bog of Eternal Stench.