Past, Present, Future.
By Alanna-Lianna
Authors note: Please just let me say that this story is a crossover of SOLT and Charmed. If you don't like it then tough, but if you're willing to try the story out anyway then thank you. So please don't be mad at me!
Disclaimer: I don't own SOLT- Tamora Pierce does. I don't own Charmed- Constance M. Burge does. I only own the characters that I add in here. Like Stephan, Sara (yes you Sara Basara!) Jessica (yet again you Jessie!) Marie, Jason, and Ethan are mine.
Arrivals and RealizationsThe buzz of the Counting Crows song "American Girls" played through Alanna's stereo. She was fixing her now brunette hair with her blow dryer trying to knock out any of the natural curls that were in it. She was almost done when she heard a very loud crash in the attic of the Manor. Great just what I need- another demon, she thought warily as she got up from her vanity to dash for the attic.
"God, what the hell is going on in here?" Piper's voice boomed from the door that stood ajar to the attic. Alanna almost there to the door halted to see if it was truly a real danger and if they really needed her now.
"Well, first of all, you were asking for a sign from the past to help us discover what happened to Melinda in 1303 and the next thing we know it these… Knights in Shining Armor show up." Page was obviously furious; she would never be very sarcastic with rage filling her voice unless she knew that the spell backfired on either her or all of them. Page spoke up "Who are you guys anyway?"
"We are from Tortall. I am Jonathan of Conte and this is my cousin Gareth of Naxen- he is the younger-"
"And I'm George. No need to know my ranks nor where I come from." George's voice sounded throughout the room. Alanna instantly stilled. A part of her heart that remained dormant for three long years quivered with hope, love and anticipation. She had longed to feel that way for years and now that the two loves that remained in her heart were here in the same building as her- under the same roof. She started to panic- she wanted to make herself known but not too soon. She decided to stay put among the steps that counted agony to her. She would only make herself known until she was to be called upon.
"Well first of all, welcome to San Francisco, and welcome to the Halliwell Manor. I am Leo Wyatt; this is my wife and one of her sisters Piper Halliwell and Page Matthews. Their sister Phoebe is at work and Alanna is getting ready for school."
"Alanna? Alanna? Alanna of Trebond and Olau? Is that whom you are speaking of? The first Lady Knight for Tortall for over a century? My Champion?" Jon asked bewildered. Alanna could sense the strong feeling of tension in the room. She was starting to reconsider weather or not she should make herself known to those up there in the attic. The tension only grew stronger when there was no immediate answer in the room. It's now or never Alanna- you can do it! She climbed the stairs nervously to see only Page, Pipe, Leo, Jonathan, Gary, and George all standing in a circle facing each other.
"Um, may I ask what's going on in here? I heard a crash and I thought that the Source sent another demon after us so I was checking to see if it was alright in here." Alanna walked around them to look out the window then she made her way towards the Book of Shadows to see that it was opened to the "Missing Link Spell." This was not a good thing because the spell was only used to fill in missing parts of history and if not used properly then the past will be taken from its present, being sent to the future to those that have narrated the spell, their present. The worst that could happen is that the most important things of the link between those histories be nonexistent and that many artifacts of the most memorable of those centuries disappear into thin air. But if used cautiously then there would be only a pause or a strain in that link of history and that life would still run its course but wondering what happened won't be solved until that pause is put back into play. This spell was the most dangerous yet trickiest spell for any witch –even the Charmed Ones- to perform. It was nicknamed the Past, Present, Future spell.
"Before you ask- Piper and Page decided to do that spell. You know that they are looking for any clue as to what happened to Melinda in 1303 with her disappearance. This is the only spell that could help retrieve any clues as to where her whereabouts where during that time. Instead of any steady clues that we were hoping for we got-"
"Jon, Gary, and George. My old friends from Tortall." Alanna was practically shaking all over. Her friends now being dragged into the future just the same exact way that she was brought her here was beginning to unravel her nerves.
"You know them?" Asked Page a little astonished.
"Yes I do. I grew up with them." Alanna could feel the tension grow even more.
"Jon, Gary, George- welcome to my new home." She smiled and tried to relax but fear only grew.
"So this is where you've been hiding for three years?" George complied looking at her. He noticed her new look- medium back length brunette hair, brown contacts, a soft tan, and natural make-up. In his eyes she looked just as beautiful as she was before her disappearance. But she noticed that Jon was looking at her, more like staring at her like he did Thayet. However, he saw her more than just the Woman Who Rides Like A Man, he saw her as an angel. She was the most heavenly one of all. His heart raced even more than it did for Thayet now.
Alanna spoke up "yeah, I guess that I have been here for a while, but I had my fair share of travel. Around California that is." She looked at the clock and noticed that she had only an hour left to get to school. "Oh my gosh! I really need to be getting ready! I'm sorry that I can't stay any longer but I really have to go to school!" She dashed out of the room forgetting to say a proper "bye" to her friends and guardians.
Thirty minutes later she had finally tamed her curls and had on a pair of black jeans, a light brown long sleeved ruffled shirt and a pair of black heels. When she went down for breakfast she saw that Jon, Gary, and George all in present day clothing. Jon had on some jeans, a black under shirt, and a blue plaid button up and down shirt on over it. His muscles were really evident to see that his abs showed perfectly through the fabric.
Gary had on a UCLA shirt on and a pair of jeans as well. George had on jeans as well and a black T- shirt on.
"Now when you go up for debate remember to say,"
"That when showcasing sex, violence, and harassing on America's TV shows that it gives the children of the nation the idea that to be popular they should do it. Don't worry Piper I understand. Now take care of Wyatt for me please and be sure to look after my friends."
"Don't worry I will. I may have to have them work with me on taking care of Wyatt today so that way I can get that order out to the club."
"That's right! Tonight the Counting Crows are rolling through!"
"Before you come to P3 though, be sure that you have all of your homework done." Piper warned.
"Don't worry I will. I always do!" Alanna claimed, just as she said that a horn blew from outside. "That's my ride got to go!" Soon she was out the door and headed towards her friend Sara's car, in the back was Stephan and Marie. "Hey you guys."
"Good morning," replied Stephan.
"Hello," Sara said ecstatically, Marie just waved her hello due to the fact that her mouth was full. As Alanna got into the front seat Sara started jabbering away on a guy that she liked and on how Ethan gave her his most famous "He doesn't care about you like I do" speech. "…And I just have no idea as to why he's acting like this." Sara complained.
"Well have you ever thought that he likes you more than just a friend?" She asked hopefully.
"No, why would I?"
"Don't know, I was just hoping that you were over Jason by now."
"And you think that Ethan has the hots for me?"
"Well yeah, but never mind. My life is becoming more and more like shit now." Alanna stated dully.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing."
They continued on their way for school. Somehow her thoughts were distancing herself from every one else. She knew that something wasn't right. Boy, how she wished that it wasn't true!