Family Reunion
Note: The characters are the same, only Piper Leo and Paige do not know about Chris being Piper and Leo's son. All relations are the same, except for an addition to the family. Paige's adoptive father's sister's daughter (Making her the Charmed One's neice) Nadia is a reoccurring character.
It was evening, and the stars were already shining high in the ever- darkening sky. On the corner of a desolate street stood a girl. She was tall, with long dark hair that hung below her waist. Her eyes, though bright blue, were filled with hatred and a touch of sadness; obscured to the point to where it was almost undetectable. Perhaps the grief was there because of her childhood and the parents that she had lost when she was only three. Whatever the reason, she let herself be driven by that anger. "Five, four, three, two, one." The voice that emitted from the girls mouth was deep and unforgiving. She looked upon the three women standing before her, the hint of a smile touched her lips, but it vanished just as quickly as it had appeared. "Ready or not, here I come." A ball of gas, burning with energy, appeared to hover above her outstretched hand. Much to her surprise they took off running. Quickly she extinguished the energy ball and closed her eyes. Her palms were open, and slowly she lifted them, so they were open to the running family. The three women stopped. Piper put out her hand, and was blown backwards with such force, that it must have been paranormal. The baby that was in her arms cried out, but Piper did not drop the infant. She knew better than to loose her face in front of an attacker. Slowly, and with much grace, she got to her feet and turned around. Her sisters, Phoebe and Paige, quickly moved to her side, ready to protect her if the girl attacked again. Once more the ball hovered above her hand, and she threw it with such precision that it most definitely would have hit its mark, if it had not stopped in mid air. It did not fall to the ground and disappear; it simply stopped moving, as if frozen. One of Pipers hands was lifted towards the girl. She motioned toward her, in an attempt to blow her up. The girl was thrown back a step, but she did not fall, or blow up. She simply regained her footing, and looked her opponent in the eye. Steadily a smile crept over her face. "Did you really think that you would be able to hurt me? I'm more powerful than any demon that you have ever, or will ever fight. I am fourteen, and here I am, facing who is supposed to be the greatest witches of all time. There is one of me, and three of you, not including your two white- lighters, the cop, and the kid. Not only am I out numbered, but it's by the Charmed Ones, for god sakes. I'm telling ya, you don't look so charmed to me." The girl turned her back to them, and for one forgiving moment, the sisters thought that she would leave, but she turned around once more. "Oh, one more thing." She opened her arms, "WYATT!" To the witches' surprise the child disappeared from his mothers arms. "Hey! That's my power", cried Paige. "Really! What I coincidence. Is this one also yours?" She disappeared in a flurry of white lights, and then appeared right of where she had been standing. "Who are you?" Phoebe asked, beginning to sound frightened. "Hm, you must have this power", the girl lifted off the ground, levitating. "I believe that you also have the power of premonition. Your powers", she said directing her words to the sister in the middle, "would be freezing, and blowing things up, but as you've already seen, those powers have no effect on me." "WYATT!" Paige called to her nephew. To her amazement, nothing happened. "In fact, none of your powers work against me." "You haven't answered my question. Who are you?" inquired Phoebe, her face serious. The fright was still visible, but she was not letting it get the upper hand. "I might as well tell you. You won't find anything in the Book of Shadows about me. I've already made sure of that." "How did you get to the Book of Shadows?" Piper asked, eyeing her child in the stranger's arms. "She's bluffing Piper. Evil can't touch the book." Paige attempted to reassure her sister, and failed miserably. "I told you, I'm nothing like you ever faced before. You won't be able to find anything about me, anywhere. You can spend the rest of your lives looking; it won't make a difference to me." The girl turned around and shimmered out. As she left Phoebe called out to her once more, asking her name. The girl was gone, but as a soft breeze blew through the street, the sisters heard her name whispered back to them. "Celebrian." END OF TEASER
Note: The characters are the same, only Piper Leo and Paige do not know about Chris being Piper and Leo's son. All relations are the same, except for an addition to the family. Paige's adoptive father's sister's daughter (Making her the Charmed One's neice) Nadia is a reoccurring character.
It was evening, and the stars were already shining high in the ever- darkening sky. On the corner of a desolate street stood a girl. She was tall, with long dark hair that hung below her waist. Her eyes, though bright blue, were filled with hatred and a touch of sadness; obscured to the point to where it was almost undetectable. Perhaps the grief was there because of her childhood and the parents that she had lost when she was only three. Whatever the reason, she let herself be driven by that anger. "Five, four, three, two, one." The voice that emitted from the girls mouth was deep and unforgiving. She looked upon the three women standing before her, the hint of a smile touched her lips, but it vanished just as quickly as it had appeared. "Ready or not, here I come." A ball of gas, burning with energy, appeared to hover above her outstretched hand. Much to her surprise they took off running. Quickly she extinguished the energy ball and closed her eyes. Her palms were open, and slowly she lifted them, so they were open to the running family. The three women stopped. Piper put out her hand, and was blown backwards with such force, that it must have been paranormal. The baby that was in her arms cried out, but Piper did not drop the infant. She knew better than to loose her face in front of an attacker. Slowly, and with much grace, she got to her feet and turned around. Her sisters, Phoebe and Paige, quickly moved to her side, ready to protect her if the girl attacked again. Once more the ball hovered above her hand, and she threw it with such precision that it most definitely would have hit its mark, if it had not stopped in mid air. It did not fall to the ground and disappear; it simply stopped moving, as if frozen. One of Pipers hands was lifted towards the girl. She motioned toward her, in an attempt to blow her up. The girl was thrown back a step, but she did not fall, or blow up. She simply regained her footing, and looked her opponent in the eye. Steadily a smile crept over her face. "Did you really think that you would be able to hurt me? I'm more powerful than any demon that you have ever, or will ever fight. I am fourteen, and here I am, facing who is supposed to be the greatest witches of all time. There is one of me, and three of you, not including your two white- lighters, the cop, and the kid. Not only am I out numbered, but it's by the Charmed Ones, for god sakes. I'm telling ya, you don't look so charmed to me." The girl turned her back to them, and for one forgiving moment, the sisters thought that she would leave, but she turned around once more. "Oh, one more thing." She opened her arms, "WYATT!" To the witches' surprise the child disappeared from his mothers arms. "Hey! That's my power", cried Paige. "Really! What I coincidence. Is this one also yours?" She disappeared in a flurry of white lights, and then appeared right of where she had been standing. "Who are you?" Phoebe asked, beginning to sound frightened. "Hm, you must have this power", the girl lifted off the ground, levitating. "I believe that you also have the power of premonition. Your powers", she said directing her words to the sister in the middle, "would be freezing, and blowing things up, but as you've already seen, those powers have no effect on me." "WYATT!" Paige called to her nephew. To her amazement, nothing happened. "In fact, none of your powers work against me." "You haven't answered my question. Who are you?" inquired Phoebe, her face serious. The fright was still visible, but she was not letting it get the upper hand. "I might as well tell you. You won't find anything in the Book of Shadows about me. I've already made sure of that." "How did you get to the Book of Shadows?" Piper asked, eyeing her child in the stranger's arms. "She's bluffing Piper. Evil can't touch the book." Paige attempted to reassure her sister, and failed miserably. "I told you, I'm nothing like you ever faced before. You won't be able to find anything about me, anywhere. You can spend the rest of your lives looking; it won't make a difference to me." The girl turned around and shimmered out. As she left Phoebe called out to her once more, asking her name. The girl was gone, but as a soft breeze blew through the street, the sisters heard her name whispered back to them. "Celebrian." END OF TEASER