Piper Halliwell released a deep sigh as she attended to breakfast. As if it were a daily ritual, her mind was occupied with the thought of what events could occur today. For she was a "Charmed One", a witch, possessing powers she had had unwillingly thrust upon her, preventing her from ever having an ordinary life. Powers which made it impossible to have a single day of peace without the disruption of some form of demon. Yet, she tolerated her life of witchcraft with the help of her two sisters who also possessed great powers, and the satisfaction of saving an innocent from brutal monsters who seek nothing more than death and destruction. Nevertheless, it was stressful and occasionally traumatic, for Piper could not dismiss the fact that magic was the reason that her beloved elder sister, Prue, was dead. Regardless of this, she continued vanquishing the forces of evil. For Prue's sake.
Upstairs, Phoebe had just awoken from blissful sleep, her mind untroubled. She was the middle sister of the Halliwells and unlike Piper, didn't worry about demonic attacks until they actually occurred. Slipping on a pair of black skinny jeans and tugging a blue low-cut top which revealed her navel, she strutted over to her mirror. After briskly combing her shoulder-length brown hair, she then styled it into a French twist, her wondrous hazel eyes intent and seeking perfection. Securing it with a large clip, Phoebe inspected her fine work before applying a thin line of kohl eyeliner to complete her appearance before heading downstairs.
She was welcomed into the kitchen with the enticing smell of breakfast. Plopping herself onto a kitchen stool, she awaited being served.
"Morning Pheebs, you're up earlier than usual," Piper acknowledged Phoebe's presence.
"Well I've been slightly late for work recently so I'm gonna start making a better impression,"
As Piper dished out the scrambled eggs and bacon, Phoebe become aware of the tranquillity.
"Where's Paige?"
Paige Matthews-Halliwell was their half-sister, the youngest and, undoubtedly, the most rebellious of the threesome. Until three years ago, Phoebe and Piper had been oblivious of the fact they had a half-sister, until they met Paige at Prue's funeral and rescued her from a demon disguised as her boyfriend. Although sceptical at first, Paige joined them and re-created the "Power of Three".
"Probably out with that guy she's seeing,"
Phoebe glanced at the kitchen clock, unconvinced that her sister would depart so early to see her new boyfriend.
"This early?"
Piper shrugged.
"She was gone before I woke up,"
"So you're just presuming Paige has disappeared off with her boyfriend?"
Before Piper could respond, Leo, her husband, interrupted by orbing into the room.
"Morning sweetie. You're just in time for breakfast,"
Piper offered a plate.
"No thanks, I've already eaten,"
Leo scanned the room.
"I presume your looking for Paige?" Phoebe questioned, concern spread over her face.
"Yeah, where is she?"
Piper released another sigh. Did she really need to repeat the tale again?
"Out with her boyfriend. Why?"
Leo hesitated. Noting this, Piper sensed something was wrong.
"What's the matter?"
"I'm sensing danger and I have the feeling it involves Paige,"
Phoebe rolled her eyes. Paige was never one for evading trouble.