A few notes before we begin, this is my first Charmed story, so don't butcher me if the people are out of character. Also, this takes place right after Wyatt is born. I haven't seen the recent season so it won't be up-to- date because I wrote this awhile ago.
*** I walked up to the large manor. It seemed so familiar. It was a hot summer day, during the beginning of July. I pushed my nervousness away and knocked on the door.
A very pretty, long black haired woman answered the door. "Hey, can I help you?" she asked. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans, a white shirt and a pair of boots.
"Yes, is this the Halliwell residence?" I asked.
"Yes it is..." she said.
"Is Prue Halliwell home, I mean does she live here?" I held my breath.
The woman's face dropped. "Who are you?"
"My name is Payton...I'm Prue's daughter."
The woman looked shocked, she opened the door wider. "Come in," she said.
"Phoebe, Paige, Leo," she called.
A redhead came down the stairs, a brunette came from a room on the left of the manor and a really hot guy-Leo, I guess-came from somewhere on the right.
"Piper, who's this?" the brunette asked.
"This is Prue's daughter," the woman-Piper-said, putting her arm around my shoulders.
"What, Prue didn't have a daughter," the brunette laughed.
I winced, they were denying me. "Yeah...she did. My name's Payton. I'm fourteen."
"Fourteen....that would have made Prue seventeen," the redhead said slowly.
Leo remained silent.
"Didn't Prue go away for awhile when she was seventeen?" the brunette asked.
"Yeah, right after she broke up with Andy," Piper said.
All three women looked at Leo. "Leo..." Piper said in a questioning tone.
"I don't know anything," Leo said throwing his hands up.
"Piper, freeze," the redhead said.
Piper made a motion with her hand, like she was expecting something to happen. I looked at her like she was crazy.
"Why didn't she freeze?" the redhead asked.
These people are crazy, I thought to myself.
"Good witches don't freeze," Piper said, looking at me.
I backed away from them, "what are you people?" I asked.
"Its time we had a talk," Piper said.
We sat down on the couch. The redhead was Paige and the brunette was Phoebe.
They told me that they were good witches, who protect innocents from demons. Leo, a whitelighter—a guardian angel for good witches—was Pipers husband. Paige's power was telekinetic-orbing---calling an objects name and having it appear in your hand. Phoebe's powers were premonitions and levitating. Piper's power was temporal status—freezing things and people—and molecular combustion—blowing objects and demons up. Wyatt is Piper and Leo's son, a half whitelighter and half witch. He has this cool protection shield that comes around him when he's scared.
"What was Prue's power?" I asked. "Where is she anyway?"
Silence fell to the room. Piper and Phoebe had tears in their eyes.
"Prue's power was telekinesis and astral projection," Leo said.
"Was?" I repeated. My heart sank. I knew what was coming.
"Yes, was...Prue was killed by a demon named Shax."
"What about my dad?" I asked.
"Andy was killed by a demon, too," Leo said.
I took a deep breath and walked to the corner of the room.
"Payton, I'm sorry," Piper said, trying to come toward me.
I put my hand up to tell her to stop. She looked like she was trying to get to me but she couldn't.
"I guess we found out Payton's power," Phoebe said.
"She can create an invisible force-field that channels through her hands. It's activated when she doesn't want people to touch her," Leo observed.