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Super Witch
Season One
The End Of The Beginning
1.01
Prue had no idea what was going on, all she remembered was Shax blasting her and Piper through the conservatory wall and then black. All she could see now was bright white lights. She stared around as memories came flooding into her throbbing head. She could see Phoebe opening the Book of Shadows for the first time, Piper accidentally freezing Jeremy, astro-projecting in Bucklands, Piper blowing up the kitchen, Leo and Piper getting married, there was so many thoughts that Prue clutched her head in pain.
As the memories started to fade Prue saw a gold outline of someone walking towards her, Prue instantly thought it was a demon and squinted her eyes at the figure, it was sent hurtling back and the hood of the golden cloak fell off, it was Sandra the Elder. Prue ran forwards and helped her up.
"I'm so sorry!" Prue said concerned.
"There is no need to apologise Prue," Sandra spoke softly, "you have been chosen, you will be the strongest there ever has been and ever probably will be, you have become a Whitelighter!"
Opening Credits
Prue Halliwell had had six years of training. Six years of intense, gruelling training. She now understood what Leo had meant by saying that being a Whitelighter was more than just a job. Thankfully, she had been allowed to see Grams and Patty throughout her training. That made things easier, after a hard-day practising how to orb, she would sit and chat with her mother and grand-mother, who often informed her on what was going on with Piper and Phoebe. Prue had often wondered what had happened to the Power of Three, how would her sisters have carried on without her? Upon asking, Grams often told her she wasn't allowed to mention those things. She just told Prue that their destiny wasn't complete, and that she didn't need to know, but just wait for the right time.
She wasn't going to lie; Prue thought she would make a terrible Whitelighter. The Elders often trained recently deceased people for four years before letting them out into the real world, but not Prue, she couldn't grasp orbing, healing, glamouring, anything! The Elders often made excuses for her, explaining that her witch powers made it harder for her to embrace the pacifistic powers that Whitelighter's possessed.
"It's not your fault Prue, you weren't born for this." Grams had told her once, just after telling her that Piper had given birth to a second child.
"Well than what's the point of me being here Grams? Why was I made a Whitelighter?" The question had filled Prue's head so many times.
Grams merely smiled, and told her it would all make sense in the future.
2007. June 1st, 2007 to be precise. Six years since Prue had died. Six years since she had left the Power of Three. Six years since she had left Piper and Phoebe alone. Just the two of them.
"Energy ball!" Paige Matthews-Mitchell's voice echoed around the cavernous hall of Magic School as she thrust her hand out in front of her.
The glowing ball of energy that was directed towards her suddenly stopped, shimmering in blue orbs and reversed back towards the attacker. The attacker herself was a blonde girl in her early twenties. She didn't seem fazed by Paige's deflection of the energy ball, but merely squinted her eyes and it vanished in a glow of pink light.
"I thought you were going to try it non-verbally Paige?" Billie smarted, the energy ball wasn't real, Billie had projected its being.
Paige rolled her eyes; she was supposed to be mentoring Billie, not the other way around.
"I've tried before Billie, it doesn't work, I don't see the point anyway, and my powers are fine as they are." Paige sighed, walking over to a table where she had left her mobile phone; she had a text of Piper. As Paige opened it, she felt a warm sensation on her back. She turned round to see that Billie had projected another energy ball, and it had collided with her back. Paige laughed; she was sure real energy balls were more painful than that. The text from Piper was merely asking whether she and Henry wanted to come for their dinner sometime this week, as Paige smiled, she turned round, just in time to see a third energy ball speeding towards her. She closed her eyes and put her finger to her temple, orbs surrounded Paige and just as the energy ball got closer, and the orbs stopped orbiting Paige and engulfed the energy ball, sending it flying back at Billie.
"I can do it Billie, I just choose not to. Besides, the Power of Three keeps me safe."
Prue had dreaded this day. The day she was assigned, assigned charges. Grams had told her that it would be unwise for her to try and contact her sisters, they had moved on with their lives, and Prue's reappearance may cause upset. Prue was adamant that she was going to speak to Piper and Phoebe one way or another; it wasn't as if she had been replaced. Nobody could replace Prue as the third sister; I mean did her mother magically give birth to another baby from the grave? No, Prue thought. Her presence on Earth meant the Power of Three would be reconstituted; she must have some sort of destiny to fulfil. To protect the innocent.
As Prue walked into the room, everything was piercingly white. Prue had grown accustom to the dazzling light over the years and at the end of the room, she saw Sandra and Odin sat at a white desk. Prue made her way over and smiled, she felt like a school pupil again.
"You ready Prue?" Odin spoke calmly.
"I suppose, ready as I'll ever be." Prue said getting quieter and quieter.
Sandra smiled at Prue, and began to speak.
"Now obviously you know the rules Prue, no exposure, no drawing attention to yourself, you are dead remember, if the police or any authorities catch you, they will realise that you have been dead for six years." Sandra spoke calmly, reassuringly.
"And I'm sure your mother and grandmother will have told you, no contact with your sisters, Prue, not at all." Odin spoke, sharply.
"Why?" Prue asked blankly, she wanted a definitive answer.
"Prue, if the time is right, and it is in your destiny, then you will meet again, someday." Odin's tone was ominous.
Prue eyed Odin suspiciously and then looked at Sandra, who smiled.
"Your first charge is Paris Turner." Odin said, changing the subject.
"Turner?" Prue said, any mention of Cole got her angry.
"Don't worry Prue, there is no connection, that we know of anyway.." Sandra said soothingly.
"There better not be, I'm not protecting any relative of him!" Prue raged. She wasn't allowed to know much about her sister's lives, but Grams had informed her that Piper and Phoebe had vanquished Cole, after Phoebe married him regrettably. Prue always wondered how they did it without the Power of Three.
"She lives in LA, we have found you an apartment there, and set you up with a bank account etcetera." Odin said, matter of factly.
"What if I'm no good at this?" Prue said, walking slowly towards the Elders, as she did so, a ringing sounded in her ears. She winced and clutched the sides of her head.
"Paris is calling you Prue, it is time." Sandra said, standing up and gesturing her hand at Prue.
Prue gave a half-smile, then began glowing with orbs, once her whole body was engulfed in the tiny white and blue lights she began to disappear, from head to toe.
"Do you think we should tell Prue about Paige?"
"Odin, If we do this it will destroy her, make her want to be back with her sisters and make her even more rebellious," Sandra pursed her lips, "if the prophecy is true then we need to make sure that Prue knows nothing about Paige or what has happened when she died, if this prophecy is supposed to happen, things will fall into place themselves."
Odin looked at Sandra and they both orbed out.
The busy streets of Los Angeles flashed with car headlights and advertisements and the reflection of the sun of the glass windows in shops. A blonde-haired, pretty faced girl in her early 20's was walking up the street. Her name was Paris; she was 21 and lived with her boyfriend Cruise. As she walked down the street, a faint blue light appeared in an alleyway that she had just passed. A dark-haired, freckled face poked out from the alleyway. Prue then stood up, straightened her jacket and followed Paris. Prue looked at Paris; she looked worried and scared as she let her self into her apartment. Prue ran towards the door as it slammed shut.
"Come on Prue, you can do this." Prue reassured herself as she orbed out.
She orbed back in just to see Paris throw her handbag on the sofa and collapse onto it. Suddenly, a tanned, blonde-haired, muscular man in his late 20's walked in wearing a sleeveless top and some ripped jeans. Paris smiled as he walked over to her and embraced her in a kiss.
"How was work?" The man asked Paris.
"Crap, as usual!" Paris replied. The man walked back into the bedroom. Prue stared at the man.
"Oh my god!" Prue whispered raising her eyebrows staring at the man's muscled arms, smirking. As Prue said this, Paris looked up.
"Who's there?" Paris shouted to the room.
Meanwhile, in San Francisco in a back alley there was a glow of purple light and a young, blonde-haired girl in her 20's appeared. A Darklighter then orbed in behind her and conjured his arrow he shot a sleek trimmed wooden one at the girl and she put up her hand. It flew back at the Darklighter and he ducked, the arrow sailed over him and pierced the wall behind him.
"Paige! Now!" The girl shouted to the night.
As she said this bright white and blue light appeared, a couple of feet away from the Darklighter, in the form of a pale, attractive, dark-haired woman wearing a red jumper and some jeans, she had an engagement and a wedding ring on her fingers. Behind the Darklighter was a red-haired woman in her 30's cowering on the floor. The Darklighter turned round and shot an arrow at the cowering woman, the blonde-haired girl waved her hand and it turned into a bouquet of flowers which dropped out of the air at the woman's feet.
"Hey! Darklighter, come get me you son of a bitch!" Paige yelled to the towering figure dressed all in black.
The Darklighter clenched his teeth in rage and shot yet another arrow at Paige. Paige held up her hand and shouted:
"Arrow!"
The arrow glowed with blue orbs and flew back at the Darklighter hitting him in the chest. He screamed in pain and blew up. Paige ran over to the cowering woman.
"Ok, come on your okay, get up…" Paige said helping the woman to her feet.
"What, how did, what, how the hell did you do that?"
The red-haired woman spoke shaking, looking at Paige and the blonde-haired girl.
"It's okay, I'm Paige and this is my, errmm, assistant Billie. I'm your whitelighter," The red-haired woman looked at Paige confused, "that's sort of like a guardian angel and you are one too! Paige smiled.
"Ok, is this like a show or something? Am I on Funny Home Videos?" The woman said.
"No, but all you need to know is that if there's any trouble then we'll be there to help you!" Billie stated impressed.
Paige looked pitifully at her dazzled charge.
"Do you wanna go home?"
"Yes." The woman whimpered.
Paige sighed and waved her hand, her charge glistened into blue orbs and dissipated into the night sky.
"Assistant? I'm not your 'assistant' I am your charge." Billie complained.
"Well what was I suppose to say," Paige asked confused, "anyway I need to go and speak to the Elders, so you're gonna have to go home."
"No, Paige, please I wanna see the Eld…"
"Manor!"
Billie orbed out through mid-sentence.
"Ok, up we go.."
Paige put her hands on her hips and orbed out.
Back in L.A., There was a knock on Paris's door. She got up off the sofa, just as Cruise came out of the bedroom. Paris opened the door to see three men in black suits standing there.
"Hi, can I help you?" Paris asked politely.
"Yes, can we come in?" One of the men asked, ominously.
Prue narrowed her eyes in confusion, something wasn't right.
"Errm, I don't usually invite strangers into my home.." Paris never managed to finish her sentence; one of the men conjured an energy ball and threw it at Paris.
She screamed and held her hand up trying to do something. As she did this a jet of flames shot from her hand, obliterating the energy ball and sending two of the three demons flying into the corridor wall. The remaining demon then threw an energy ball at Cruise sending him flying through the living room wall. Prue came out from her hiding place and waved her hand, the demon flew into the sofa just as Paris turned round. Prue then closed her eyes as her head drooped onto her chest. In a glow of purple light a copy of Prue appeared behind the demon and she karate chopped the back of his neck. Yelling, he turned round just to see Prue's foot collide with his face. He fell to the floor just as Prue's astral self vanished.
"Let me guess, another god damn whitelighter!" Paris screeched as the two demons from the hallway advanced on her.
She waved her hands a couple of times but nothing happened. One of the demons drew an athamae from his pocket and threw it straight at Paris she screamed just as Prue squinted her eyes sending Paris hurtling out of the way of the weapon. As it drew closer to Prue circling through the air she orbed out making the knife go right through her into the rubble of what had been a wall. Paris then noticed her hand was getting hot, she stared and saw a raging fireball erupting there, not knowing what to do she threw it at the demon who threw the knife at her, the knife passed through the fireball and the metal melted and fell in a thick puddle on the floor, the fireball hit the demon squarely in the chest and he extorted in pain and obliterated.
Prue then turned to the demon who she had knocked out with her foot. He got up with a shiny black bruise on his right eye.
"You shouldn't have done that you little witch!" The demon raged.
"Go to hell!" Prue yelled as she held out her arm and pulled it back.
A long sharp bread knife levitated of the kitchen surface and pierced the demon's back. He groaned and exploded into a thousand pieces. The other demon looked at them both and shimmered out.
"Are you okay?" Prue asked Paris concerned.
"I'm fine; I knew it wouldn't be long until they sent another whitelighter. Look, get this message across, I don't want these powers, I want a normal life!" Paris shouted waving her hand in the direction of Prue.
Without meaning too, she threw a blast of fire throwing Prue backwards into a cabinet. Paris put her hands over her mouth and gasped.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Paris said gasping.
"You know, I'm Prue" Prue said picking herself up, "and it's a good job that I'm dead!"
Wyatt Matthew Halliwell was sitting in his bedroom, very bored. He looked at all his toys, he was outgrowing them a lot now. Wyatt picked up a toy soldier and threw it across the floor. Bored, Wyatt looked at Chris sleeping gracefully in his small bed. He looked at all the old teddies and broken toys, he smiled as they all glowed with orbs and vanished. They re-appeared over Chris's bed and dropped on him. Chris sat bolt upright and started to ball and cry. Wyatt knew he was in trouble. He cowered as he heard angry footsteps coming up the stairs. The door flung open and there stood his mother, Piper, the eldest Charmed One.
"Christopher Perry Halliwell, what is all this…" Piper stopped. She stared at Wyatt then back at Chris with all Wyatt's toys on his bed.
"Wyatt! Why did… don't you orb out on me!" Piper yelled as Wyatt orbed out.
Upstairs in the attic, Billie was talking on her cell phone as Phoebe walked in.
"So, yeah! Of course I'm coming tomorrow! I might need a bit of magical assistance but hey, would I miss your 21st?" Billie said smiling into her cell.
"No, not since we've been friends for over a decade but, there's this new whitelighter and…" The voice on the other end said.
"Please! Who needs Whitelighters! Mine is permanently up my ass!" Billie said again into her phone.
Billie looked as Phoebe gestured to Billie to come downstairs.
"Ok, sweetie, I've gotta go so I'll see you tomorrow!" Billie chirped, closing her phone.
"Where are you going tomorrow?" Phoebe asked curious.
"Just to see and old friend for her 21st, it's no big deal." Billie spoke casually walking out of the attic door.
A figure in a golden cloak orbed up into the clouds, there were thousands of ghosts of where he had appeared and he looked around for a few minutes. He saw two women ghosts conversing in deep conversation. He strolled over to them and joined in.
"… so then I told Victor that… oh, hello Odin, not seen you for a while!" The familiar voice of the Charmed Ones mother, Patty, smiled.
"Good evening, Patty, Penny." Odin spoke sharply
"Hello darling, long time no see!" Grams said laughing.
"I am not here to joke, Penny I am here on business as it concerns your granddaughters." Odin spoke firmly bowing his head.
"Why? Has something happened are they alright?" Patty said frantically.
"They are fine, it concerns the second prophecy." Odin spoke more quietly so no other ghosts could here.
"The second prophecy, how does that concern the girls?" Penny asked worried.
"The second prophecy, the tale of two half-sisters finally meeting each other and combining forces making them the most powerful force of good the world has ever known. Even more powerful than the power of three." Odin said yet again quietly.
"That prophecy was made years ago, by that mad old witch who nobody ever believed; I'm surprised you even have it on record." Penny said, she had always believed her Wiccan knowledge was superior to anybody else's.
"We record every prophecy Penny, and with the Charmed One's destiny supposedly complete, I'm not surprised that another prophecy has come into effect.
"But Odin, if I remember correctly, that Prophecy states that the sisters will only be united for one battle and one battle alone. Obviously, is this is about the girls it will have to include Paige, but she has fought numerous battles with Piper and Phoebe. How can this be possible?" Patty said, although not in her corporeal form, the look of worry was clearly etched onto her face.
"But then, Piper and Phoebe aren't Paige's only half-sisters, are they..." Odin said, moving closer to Patty and Penny.
"The unification of two half-sisters, half-witches, half-whitelighters." Odin stated staring into Patty and Penny's eyes.
"Do you mean, are, are you saying that Paige and…" Patty stopped.
"Prue." Penny finished her sentence and they both looked at each other wide-eyed.
The next morning dawned bright and breezy. Piper, Phoebe and Paige watched as Billie grabbed her suitcase, glowed pink and vanished.
"Whose 21st is she going too?" Phoebe asked Piper.
"I dunno, I think it began with a P, it could be Petunia, no, Patricia, no, it was Paris, Paris that's it!" Piper said looking up and down the street.
"What is it with our family and P's..." Phoebe muttered.
Piper chuckled and touched Phoebe's arm as she made her way into the kitchen, where Leo was feeding Wyatt and Chris breakfast.
"… What?" Piper said turning to Prue.
"Err, nothing I just felt a chill, Phoebe?" Prue shouted looking upwards, "Phoebe?" She shouted again.
"Phoebe where are you?" Piper shouted upstairs as a doctor turned to them.
Suddenly the doors of the manor burst open and a tornado came hurtling towards the three of them, it knocked Prue and Piper to the floor. The tornado stopped in front of the doctor and turned into a demon with: pale blue skin, grey hair flapping in the wind and cold grey eyes. He turned to the doctor.
"Dear god!" The doctor whimpered as Shax, The Source's assassin raised his hand.
"No!" Prue yelled, getting up and pushing the doctor out of the way but being blasted backwards through the conservatory wall.
"Prue!" Piper shouted as she got up and ran in front of Shax. She whimpered and was blasted backwards through what was left of the wall. Shax smiled to himself as he saw the sisters bleeding and dying he then turned to the doctor and grinned.
"What are you?"
"The End!" Shax raised his hand and a ball of light blasted the doctor backwards and through the dining room window instantly killing him.
Suddenly Prue woke up hot and sweaty. Her heart was racing and she was breathing deeply. She looked around; she was back in her apartment in Los Angeles, miles away from the manor. It had all been a dream. There was a chink of light poking out of a gap in the curtains. She squinted her eyes and the curtains flew open. She got out of bed and stretched. She was wearing a grey sleeveless pyjama top and grey checked pyjama bottoms. Her hair was up in a clip and she was obviously very tired. She stared at her alarm clock, it read 9:38. She walked over to her chest of drawers and pulled out some clothes. She put them on and sat at her breakfast bar and had some cereal.
Little did Prue know that a cab right outside her apartment building was carrying Billie and all her luggage. She sat in the back of the taxi with her legs crossed dosing. The cab went down three more streets and turned a couple of times until it pulled up in front of Paris and Cruise's apartment. Billie jolted and woke up.
"That will be $40 dollars honey." The man driving the cab said holding out his hand.
"Ok, I hope Phoebe won't mind me borrowing some out of her purse." Billie said putting her hand in her bag and pulling out a wad of dollar notes and handing it to the man.
She grabbed hold of her suitcase and climbed out of the car. She strolled briskly to the door and rang the bell for Cruise and Paris. The weather was cold and crisp and a gust of wind nearly knocked Billie off balance as she made her way up the few steps to the front door, this was very odd weather for the beginning of June. She stood, staring at the gloomy, grey sky as Cruise came to the door.
"Billie." Cruise said staring at Billie with a look of disgust on his face.
Billie walked in and saw Paris kneeling on the floor cleaning up broken glass.
"Paris! Oh, honey how are you?" Billie screamed smiling from ear to ear running up to Paris.
Paris stood up and the two old friends hugged each other.
"Oh, it's so good to see you!" Paris went on still hugging Billie.
Paris and Billie sat down on the sofa and began to catch up while Cruise made his way to the bedroom, unnerved by Billie's company.
"We should go shopping!" Paris said grabbing her purse off the coffee table.
Billie smiled at her and they proceeded to the door.
Two hours later, the two girls came tipsily laughing out of the automatic doors carrying seven bags each. They went down and alleyway for a shortcut and as they were about to emerge on the street a demon shimmered in. Paris recognised him as one of the demons that had attacked her the day before, the demons appeared in front of them and Billie and Paris backed away.
"Ok, RUN!" Paris said as they ran the other way only to see another demon shimmer in as well. Billie waved her hand and the demon stumbled but nothing else happened. Paris waved her hand trying to create a fireball, but yet again nothing happened. As the demons closed in on the two girls, two figures orbed in on both sides of the alleyway. Paige orbed in first and saw Billie and Paris.
"Billie! Are you? Energy Ball!" Paige cried, concerned.
The Energy ball orbed into Paige's hand and she threw it at one of the demons. It knocked him backwards into the street and was hit by a moving car. Prue then orbed in and waved her hand at the other demon it did a bit more than Billie's telekinetic wave but all it did was knock him to the ground. Paige then looked up at Prue.
"Oh, my god! Prue!" Paige gasped.
End Of Episode
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