Possessions
A Charmed Fanfiction
[This is just a fanfction. I didn't make up Charmed, don't sue me. Blah blah blah, legal mumbojumbo]
Author note: This fanfic takes place near the end of season six. Post everyone officially finding out Chris is Leo and Piper's son, Pre Phoebe losing her powers and Darryl not talking to the sisters anymore.
Chapter One
Fresh Demon In The Morning
A crescent moon shone through the bedroom window's blinds causing multiple thin bars of moonlight to be cast upon the sleeping girls face; the shaded moon light gave her and her blond hair an eerie blue shade. A chilled night breeze blew outside, but the inside of the room was well protected from the cold by the tightly sealed window. The bars of moon light wavered slightly, as if a cloud was passing between them and their source of light. However the "cloud" was much closer than a standard rain cloud, and, in fact, hover directly outside the window. The dark shadow looked something like a wisp of smoke, not wholly, not wholly solid. However, it was quite solid. Another strong gust of wind shook the trees outside, but did not effect the shadow's presence in any way. The shadow moved through the window frame, sliding through the gap too narrow for the natural air to slip through. It moved across the floor, moving in a fluid motion something between rolling and slithering, towards the room's bed and its small occupant. It reached the bed and partially enveloped a corner of the bed spread which was resting on the floor. Slowly it slithered up blanket, and then moved across the surface of the bed. The girl rolled over in her sleep, perhaps unconsciously aware of the evil near the foot of her bed. The shadow continued moving across the surface of the bed, towards the girl's uncovered, and unprotected, head. Silently it shimmered over the girls face. She rolled over, and it promptly followed her movements, both it and the girl oblivious of the teddy bear which had fallen to the floor with a loud squeaking noise. Her eyelids twitched briefly, as if irritated, then opened. For a brief moment she stared at the dark shadow blankly, then, as if realizing what it was, her eyes widened in terror and her mouth opened to scream. However no scream was heard, for the second her mouth had opened the shadow had swirled into it like water down a drain.
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Paige Matthews stood at the kitchen counter idly stirring a bowl of cereal with one hand and holding a section of the newspaper with the other.
The articles showed the usual "news": Famous movie star divorced other famous movie star! Man catches really big fish off the coast of Florida! City Council signs legislations banning donkeys from public pools!
However none of these articles, least of all the fishing one, were the target of Paige's attention. Instead she was reading a story that received a much smaller headline:
Young Girl Still Missing After Three Days
SAN FRANSICO-Police are starting to suspect foul play in the recent disappearance of an 11 year-old girl. After the girl disappeared Friday, police were treating the case as a run away. There were no signs of forced entry into the home in anyway, causing the police to not suspect any foul play. However, police have admitted that the girls second-story bedroom window was open, and would be easily accessible to anyone with a store bought ladder. Police searched the area within a 3 mile radius of the house thoroughly, and searched the local Frank Williams Memorial Cemetery twice. If you have any information on this disappearance you are asked to call your local police department. The parent's are begging to keep a look out for their daughter (who is pictured below).
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Below the story was a picture of a young blond haired girl, smiling broadly at the camera and clutching a brown teddy bear.
"Mmm... Caffeine." Someone said.
Paige glanced up from the newspaper, only now realizing that her half-sister Phoebe had entered the kitchen and was helping herself to the coffee pot.
"Morning." Paige said, returning to her paper.
Phoebe, sipping her coffee, came over to stand beside Paige. She pushed the paper down a little so she could get a better view of the headlines. "Anything of interest?" she began to say, but her words were cut off at "int."
A shattered coffee mug. Anger. Piper trying to blow something up. Some strange goblin creature. Fear. Someone on a bike. A red car. Screeching tires. A loud smashing noise.
Phoebe gasped in surprise as the premonition abruptly ended.
Recognizing the reaction, Paige grabbed her sisters shoulder. "What is it?"
Phoebe didn't answer. Before saying anything she stiffly, but firmly placed her coffee mug down on the table. Then, as if it would secure it more firmly, she twisted the mug back and forth a few times.
Glancing between the mug and Phoebe, Paige felt her sister might have finally lost it. Not that she necessarily ever had it to begin with...
"Okay, now that that's secure." She said as if this was of great importance. Then, seeing her sister's expression, "Oh, it broke in my premonition." She waved her hand vaguely.
"Right... So what'd you see?" Paige asked, giving the mug a shifty look.
"Well the mug broke and dumped coffee everywhere... and Piper blew something."
"What are we blowing up?" Piper interrupted, entering the kitchen carrying Wyatt.
"Phoebe had a premonition." Paige answered quickly. "What else did you see?"
"This weird goblin creature." Phoebe screwed up her face as if trying to imitate what it looked like.
"Careful, you might just stick like that," said Piper who wasn't even looking at her sister anymore (who now was stretching her face out in a vain attempt to look gaunt), and was instead focusing her attention on getting Wyatt situated in a high chair.
Shaking her head in disgust at Phoebe's facial expressions (the most recent of which caused Wyatt to giggle), Paige took charge of the situation. "Let's check the book."
Phoebe nodded and followed Paige. The two got as far as the doorway before realizing Piper wasn't following.
"Coming?" Phoebe asked.
"I have a baby to feed," looking at the two of them only long enough to speak before directing her attention back to Wyatt. "Aw gees, he hasn't even had his breakfast and he's already been corrupted for the day."
Paige raised an eyebrow and then realized her nephew had his hands on his face, trying to imitate Phoebe, but only succeeding in making his lower lip roll down a little.
Phoebe laughed, then followed Paige out of the room.
"We need to have our breakfast before we can go vanquishing now don't we," Piper said to Wyatt in a googoo gaagaa baby voice while pouring some cheerios out onto the tray attached to the high chair.
Wyatt giggled and jammed a cheerio (and half his fist) in his mouth. Piper poured herself a cup of coffee and picked up the newspaper which had been discarded by Phoebe. She scanned the headlines, sipped her coffee and glanced briefly back at Wyatt to make sure he was content with his breakfast before she started reading one of the articles. However, when Piper looked back at her paper she had to do a double take. The article she had been about to read was gone. It wasn't that Piper had accidentally looked at the wrong place on the paper, or that the article seemed to have been mysteriously replaced by an advertisement for car repair, the article itself had simply been burned away by something greenish that was now slowly moving outward in a circle disintegrating the paper. Piper dropped the paper in surprise, and glanced at Wyatt as she heard the soft whoosh of his force field rising. Her maternal instincts kicked in a moment before her Witch instincts did, causing her to look at Wyatt instead of up at the impending danger. Only when a sickening splanting noise of green ooze falling from the ceiling reached her ears did Piper actually look up and see the gaunt grotesque creature holding onto the wall like an over grown gecko. Fortunately the creature didn't seemed inclined to attack. Yet. The greenish brown claws protruding from its fingers and toes did not look appealing.
The creature simply sat crouched on the ceiling slowly twisting its gaunt brownish head left and right. It's skin, seemingly dead and lifeless, slid back and forth across the top of its bald head in grotesque rippling motions. The rest of the creatures body seemed nothing more than a human like skeleton with loose skin covering it, randomly sliding this way or that as the creature rocked back and forth.
It didn't take long for Piper to realize the acid substance burning through the morning paper was foaming from the creatures mouth.
Blowing up a demon directly over her head was really not appealing.
Slowly, very slowly, she began backing towards Wyatt and away from the creature.
"Nice demon... Stay... Stay..." She doubted the demon would respond to the cooing acceptable by dogs, but it was worth a shot.
Piper had gone no more than two feet from where she had initially stood before the creature gave a growl and crouched closer to the ceiling. Piper was positive it was preparing to lung at her. Two feet was far enough.
Piper raised her arms and flicked her fingers at the creature in an attempt to blow it up, and instead only succeeded in having herself covered with the chalky powder falling from the hole in the roof. The creature had leapt nimbly down from the ceiling onto the kitchen counter and back up to the ceiling in the time it took Piper to realize she hadn't blown up the creature. A searing pain in her leg drew Piper's attention, and she looked down half expecting to see the green acid burning through her pant leg. Instead, she saw a broken coffee mug and the majority of the hot coffee that had been in it on her leg. The creature must have knocked the mug off the table when it leapt down.
Piper looked back up quickly at the sound of the creature scampering across the ceiling.
"Oh no you don't!"
Piper raised her hands and hesitated when she realized it's scampering had lead it to the spot on the ceiling directly over Wyatt.
Wyatt, safely oblivious in his force field, was diligently eating his cheerios.
Piper's view of Wyatt was suddenly hindered when Phoebe and Paige orbed in front of Wyatt, but facing Piper.
"What'd you blo-" Phoebe began.
"Behind you!" Piper cut her off, point at the ceiling.
Paige and Phoebe spun around at the same instant the creature gave a shrill snarl and launched itself at them.
Paige made a frantic, but futile, grab for Phoebe's arm then orbed out of danger. The creature, seemingly oblivious of Paige's disappearance (and reappearance standing next to Piper), landed on Phoebe and raked a clawed hand across her face before scampering out of the room.
"I got him!" Piper said sharply and ran out of the room after the creature.
Paige rushed to Phoebe's side. The thick claw marks extended from Phoebe's forehead to the base of her jaw, and all five were bleeding profusely.
"Leo!" Paige shouted to the air and a split second later the elder appeared.
"Leo! Heal! Now!"
"What happened?" He asked he promptly kneeled next to Phoebe and, using his white lighter/elder powers, began to heal her.
Paige opened her mouth to speak as the sound of something blowing up reached their ears.
"Where's Piper?" Leo asked, leaving his first question unanswered.
His second question was left unanswered too as Paige promptly orbed to the entrance hallway to help Piper.
The creature hadn't predicted how slick the wood paneling would be, and slid precariously across the floor, its claws trying in vain to get a grip.
"Come back here you slimy sack of bones!" Piper yelled at the creature as it ran towards the stairs. She was unaware of the fact that Paige had orbed in behind her.
"Let's cut it off," Paige said grabbing Piper's shoulder.
Paige orbed the two of them into the creature's path. It skidded to a sudden halt, turned around to ran towards the door.
"Oh no you don't." Piper flicked her hands and succeeded in blowing up the creature as it was momentarily off balance.
Piper took a deep breath and relaxed her tense shoulders; then she smacked Paige's arm.
"Don't orb up behind me like that!" she said, waving her hands in front of her face. "Stupid demons usually don't smoke this much."
Because of the gray haze that now filled the entrance hallway, neither Piper nor Paige noticed the dark gray cloud fly from the center of the haze and straight through the front door.
"Did you get it?" Phoebe asked, entering the room promptly followed by Leo who was carrying Wyatt.
Leo had clearly done a fine job healing Phoebe's face, but the evidence of the wounds were still on her blue top which had several dark streaks of blood going down it.
"Yeah. Are you okay?" Piper asked, moving towards a window to crack it open to help clear some of the smoke.
"I'll be fine but my top is ruin-" She was cut off by the loud tire screeching and crashing noise that came from the road directly in front of the Halliwell house.
24 Minutes Earlier
Chris stood at the corner of a major intersection. He wasn't preparing to cross the street or anything. He wasn't even people watching. Instead, he was in a heated argument with a police officer.
"My mother died five years ago today!" Chris said heatedly while gesturing at the cemetery he and the peace officer were standing next to. "I visit her grave every year today!"
"I understand that," the officer said calmly, allowing no emotion to show. "But we are in the middle of an investigation."
Chris glared and gritted his teeth. This wasn't getting him anywhere... Giving up, he spun around and stomped over to the corner and began pushing the button, which would allow him to cross, over and over. Once the walk signal lit up, Chris stomped across the street, attracting the attention of an old woman driving an old car that was obviously too large for her.
"Young people are so angry these days..." She muttered to herself as he stormed by. She was completely ignoring the fact the left turn signal light was lit up.
The driver in a red car behind her honked his horn several times, and then made some nasty comment over his cell phone about old drivers.
By the time the woman realized why the man was honking, the light had already turned yellow, but she drove through it anyway. The light however, turned red before the red car reached the white line on the street. Since the man had realized there was a police officer standing on the corner, watching him, he decided it was best not to run the red.