Rebecca aka Bekah
Rebecca Halliwell, an average girl with a not so average life. She never understood why she couldn't have a normal life, but when it came to saving innocents that hardly mattered. Normal life compared to saving people on a daily; it was a no brainer. Although, she did wish she could have a normal like so that people like the most popular guy in school would think she was normal enough to date. Sadly, today was the day she would condemned as the official freak. After all, all hell has finally let loose and who else can help but the Halliwells?
"Bekah!" Someone was yelling out my name, but I wasn't ready to wake up just yet. I was still too tired to get up to face another hellish day of school.
"Bekah, wake up!"
The same person was yelling out my name again. I simply delved deeper under my covers.
Two hands grabbed onto me and began shaking me awake, but I only groaned. That was until I heard a crash from downstairs. Then I was in full defensive mode: alert and ready to kick some ass.
Not even paying attention to whoever was trying to wake me up earlier, I jumped up and ran out of my room. Whoever tried to wake me up, possibly one of my brothers followed me as I tumbled down the stairs. However, that was possibly the biggest mistake of my life yet.
"Bekah," my mother said startled.
I looked up from my awkward position on the ground, realizing that there were three men around a broken vase. I blinked a few times and realized that it was a false alarm.
'Crap…' I thought to myself as I got up.
"You okay there dear?" my mother asked, although she already knew what made me rush down the stairs.
I smiled weakly and nodded. "Yeah, just super hungry."
"Breakfast is ready in the kitchen as always."
I simply smiled again, but I didn't go into the kitchen just yet. Instead I looked at the other three men in the room, none of them my father. However, just as I was examining them, they were doing the same to me.
One of them was huge, almost like bigfoot. He had wavy brown hair, dark eyes and amazing bone structure. I could simply imagine the chiseled abs underneath the plaid shirt and tan jacket. The man next to him was no less handsome than the taller man, but he looked more rugged and shorter, darker hair. Finally, there was the man in the trench coat. One look told me that they were not here to give us any type of good news.
Yet, before I could ask what was going on, my older brother walked down the steps smoothly.
"My dear little sister, have you already embarrassed yourself already?" He asked mockingly. I looked up at him and scowled.
He grinned down at me, but I only rolled my eyes and headed on into the kitchen to eat, completely forgetting about the three men in the foyer.
This is set many years after the last season of Charmed and right after Lucifer is loose, season 5. Sort of alternative universe? I'm going to keep everyone IC as possible and close to the shows and all, but obviously I'm harldy sticking with the time of everything. Eh.
Hope you enjoyed it. If not tell me in a message or review. I'm sure I need to fix it up. I'm not an excellent writer, still working on it. =)
