CHAPTER ONE:
Billie rolled her eyes. She was so bored. Ever since the Final Battle and the loss of her sister. Bille's felt alone but worse of all there was nothing to do. Evil had begun to cower and now there was no one to face. She remembered that a demon told Piper and the Charmed Ones that they'd attack in the next generation. That meant Wyatt and Chris would battle most demons. God!! She hated being so bored. Suddenly there was a knock on the door a faint one she barely heard until it became a pound.
" Billie, can you get that, sweetie!" Piper yelled from the kitchen.
Billie sighed. Why not? she asked herself, That's all she's been doing for the past two months. She got up and ran to the door. The pound became harder.
" Alright! Alright!" she yelled as she opened the door only to catch a guy.
She observed him. A really hot guy. But she gasped when she looked at the rest of him. He was bleeding from a scratch to the side of the head and his shirt was soaked with blood that Billie thought he must've died or so she thought. He opened his eyes and looked so tired and drowsy.
" Help." he whispered.
She leaned in close," It's okay now, hear me. It's going to be okay." She turned to the kitchen," PIPER!! LEO!!"
" MY brother." the man muttered.
" Yes, I'm listening"
" My brother's out there."
Leo was the first to get there followed by Piper.
" Oh my Lord! Billie!" Piper shouted.
" There's someone else out there,Leo!" Billie told Leo who was observing the youth's wounds, hearing there was someone else out there he ran out.
" Oh, god! PAIGE!!" Piper yelled at the top of her yell.
The young man woke at the voice and struggled to keep consciousness. Billie moved his head to her lap.
" My brother." he whispered.
" I got him!" Leo shouted coming in with a second youth.
" Your brother's here." Billie answered," He's fine. What's your name?"
" Dean." he choked," Dean Winchester."
At that moment, he lost and fell into a dark oblivion. Paige at that moment orbed in to see two bloody messes of two brothers.
" Good Lord! What happened here?" she asked.
No one had answer.
" Um, let's seperate them. In case, they're evil or something." Piper said.
" What?!" Billie asked.
These strangers came here, not any other house. They weren't evil.
" They're not evil!" she said defending them," They came here. We're in the middle of a street. Out of all the houses why us?"
" She has a point." Leo said agreeing with her.
He saw it here way. It was true.
" Alright! Alright." Paige interceded," Put the second guy in my old room and put the first guy in the living room."
" Can you just orb him to the couch and then heal him?" Billie asked.
" No!" Piper shouted," No easy way out. Paige heal them after we get them to the rooms."
Billie, Piper, and Paige lifted Dean to the couch as Leo effortlessly carried the younger brother upstairs. Paide knelt down beside the man and then set her hands over the deep wounds that were on his chest. Nothing happened.
" Paige!" Billie said," C'mon. He'll bleed to death."
" His body's not responding to the magic." she replied.
" So he's immune to whitelighter magic?" Piper asked as Leo came down hearing that," Honey, is that possible?"
" Well, yes. But I forgot under what circumstances that happens. Paige try the other brother upstairs." he suggested.
" Then what do we do with Dean?" Billie asked.
" So what, we're naming him now?" Paige said jokingly when Billie threw her a look.
" No, he told me his name as Leo came in with the brother."
" You'll have to do it the hard way. Clean the wounds and then bandage it." Piper said.
" Okay, who's doing it?" Billie asked taking the first aid kit from uner the coffee table.
Paige went upstairs," Sweetie, can you do it?"
Billie turned to Piper but she already had a reason," I'm gonna go cook something for all of us."
She turned to Leo," It's already dusk. These guys are gonna have to stay for the night so I'm gonna go prepare some rooms."
She sighed as she was alone with a bloody stranger. The wounds and blood were nearest to the chest. She decided to take off the shirt but she could barely move him. She sat him up so that she could remove the jacket and the shirt but she regretted it. The marks were deep and gory.
" Oh, god." she whispered.
She took a wet cloth and started to clean the wounds. Then she took some alcohol pads to clean the red swollen ones. She was thankful he was asleep or else he'd be in a lot of pain.