Ok, I know I spell Pheobe wrong, its meant to be Phoebe, but its a habit.
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Pheobe

Pheobe Halliwell walked briskly home from work. She felt happy, everything was going well for her. She had a new job, working at a bar called Shatter, where she was a waitress, and although it wasn't a dream job, the people were great, and the pay was pretty good, considering the work. She was happy with her boyfriend Shawn, and her powers were growing, slowly but surely.
She shivered slightly in the wind. It was chilly, and she wished she had brought a coat.
The stars were out now, and it was fully dark, except for the street lights, but Pheobe wasn't scared. After all, she had fought demons, warlocks, even witches. And being an expert in Martial Arts helped to.
So Pheobe walked along thinking about how great her life was going at the moment. It wasn't till she heard the footsteps, that she began to get cautious. They were very light, and quiet aswell, but Pheobe could still hear them. She didn't worry though, she just remembered to be a bit more aware of her surroundings. The footsteps were still there when she stopped again, and this time they were louder. Pheobe clenched her fists, determined not to get scared. " You've been watching to many horror movies, Pheobe Halliwell." She said out loud. She walked faster now, trying to keep under the street lamps, just to be on the safe side.
A hand touched her back. Pheobe froze. Her mind told her to move, to run, but her body stood as still as ever. For a brief moment Pheobe thought that maybe it was just a normal person, maybe asking for the time, but in her heart she knew otherwise. The hand moved up to her shoulder, and pulled, urging her to turn around. She slowly turned, to meet her attacker face to face.
Oh no, she thought, when she saw him. Oh, no. The attacker didn't pause any longer. He struck, hard, with a bat. She screamed in pain, and fell to the ground. She curled up into a ball, in an attempt to defend herself. He hit her again, and again. She was beginning to lose consiousness. Her thoughts became all muddled, but one stood out clear. She was going to die. In one last desperate attempt, she yelled out Prues name, hoping she could reach her sister telepathetically. She knew Prue was still at work, but she could astral project to her. "Prue!" She yelled. "Prue! Help me Prue! ohhhh..." Now she couldn't move, but the attacker still struck her again. "Please.." Her voice was a whisper now, "Ohhh... Prue...please...help me..help..me.." Pheobe struggled to keep awake, but the world now seemed red, probably all the blood. She knew this was the end, and she whispered quietly.. "I love you guys." That was the last thing she said, before she closed her eyes, and lost conciousness.

Prue Halliwell was at work. She was busy, and tired. However she still had a heap of work to get through, before she could go home to rest. Faintly in the back of her mind she heard a cry. "Prue..." Prue shook her head. She was crazy, hearing voices in her head. It sounded like Pheobe, and Prue smiled slightly. If she was going to have voices in her mind, at least it was her kind sisters voice. But it came again, and this time it was louder. "Prue!" The voice echoed in her. "Help me Prue! Ohhhhhh....." This time Prue knew it was her sister comunicating with her. She needed help. Prue sat up straight and tried to concentrate, so she could astral project to Pheobe. But she couldn't and her sisters cries ringed in her head. Ohhhh....Prue..Please..." They were so desperate, and Prue started to really worry. She closed her eyes and begged for calmness to come, so she could help her sister. Then she heard one thing that made her shiver in the warm room. "I love you guys.." That was it. She knew there would be no more voices. She remembered how Pheobe said those would always be her last words, so that the last thing Pheobe ever thought about would be her beloved sisters. Prue felt tears welling up, but she blinked them down. "No." She said. She tried again to concentrate, and using all her willpower astral projected to Pheobe.

Prue appeared next to pheobe. She looked at her sisters still face, and at her bloodied body. Then her eyes meet the man who had harmed her. Prue didn't know who he was, only that he was mortal. "How dare you!" She spat. Without thinking she waved her hand, and the man was pushed right backward, into a parked car. The impact hit him full on, and he fell to the ground. Prue knew he'd be dead, so she ran to her sister, and took her in her arms, "My poor baby.." She cried, stroking her head softly. (Thats Pheobe's head not her own,lol) She checked for a pulse. Nothing. "No..." She whispered softly. She checked again. Still nothing...wait, there was a faint pulse.
Using her power she levitated Pheobe up, placing her hand underneath so it looked like she was carrying her. Then she took her to the nearest house, and kicked at the door. A man opened it. "Please." Prue panted. "Please, do you have a phone? My sisters in trouble and,-and she's real hurt and..." Prue trailed off, and the man nooded, before racing back inside, to ring the ambulance. Prue stepped inside the door, and put pheobe on the carpet. "Damn." She said as her sisters blood stained the carpet.
Within a minute the man was back. "I'm-I'm real sorry about-about the, the carpet. Um, I'll make sure to -" Prue was panicking, and it was affecting her speech. The man spoke quietly but sternly, "Don't worry, Miss, everything will be alright." He tried to hug her, but it was akward, as they had just met.
The ambulance came a moment later, and took Pheobe off to the hospital. She had lost nearly 2 litres of blood, and had only a slim chance of surviving. Prue wanted to go with her, but she couldn't, as the nurses said they didn't want anyone interfering.
So, Prue ran to thank the kind man, than went to some bushes to astral project back to work. As soon as she got back, she hurried home.
She nearly crashed a couple of times, her mind was so blurry.
At the manor, Prue told Piper the whole story. Piper was heartbroken, but she stayed strong for her sisters, Pheobe and Prue, because Prue looked like she was entering a stage of shock.
In their minds both were praying. All they wanted was for Pheobe to be ok, to come out alive. But they both knew there was hardly a chance of this happening.


Authors note. Ok! Thats the first chapter, please tell me what you think!