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Chapter 1
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Disclaimer : Charmed is not my creation. The only characters created by me are Chloe, Amara, and Gwyneth.
Thank you for wanting to read my story, Please Review and tell me what you think
"Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Gwyn; happy birthday to you !" Chloe sang to her now 16 year old daughter.
Chloe was a tall and athletic women in her near early thirties. She had long, shiny, dirty blonde hair and deep blue eyes.
Her daughter, Gwyn in other words, looked nothing like her dear mother. Gwyn was tall and athletic, much like Chloe, but Gwyn had long, wavy, burgundy hair and dark brown eyes.
The only thing they both shared was their soft peachy skin.
"Thanks mom." An unhappy Gwyn thanked .
Trying to get a chuckle out of her daughter, she made a smartalick remark.
"What's wrong sweety? Today is your birthday, your supposed to be happy !?! Well, at least pretend to be anyway."
Gwyn just looked into her mothers kind eyes and smiled.
"I know mom, but I wish that dad was here. He never seems to be around for the important moments; he didn't even bother to send a stupid birthday card." Gwyn said in a quite depressing tone.
"Well , you should expect that from your father by now Gwyn. He isn't very trusting nor loving for that matter." Chloe knew that was the wrong thing to say, but she thought what's done, is done.
"I know mom, I know." Gwyn said assuring herself that her fathers absence wasn't going to bother her today. (Well at least for now.)
"So…Gwyn, how about opening those presents !?" Chloe remarked with a smirk on her face.
"Sure, why not.", "Now, how about that big one….." Gwyn began to say before being interrupted.
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CRASH !
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Chloe and Gwyn looked at each other in surprise. They were wide eyed and alert. Chloe, in her heart knew what was up there and how up there it was waiting for them.
"Gwyn, I want you to stay downstairs, alright? If you hear anything out of the ordinary, for any reason, I want you to yell as loud as you can, ' Amara' , Alright? Do you understand me Gwyneth?"
Gwyn, unsure why her mother was requesting such an odd thing, but she knew her mothers motives were good.
Although, after a grand total of 15mins., she march up the stairs and right into the attic. But as she was walking, she could hear growling, snarling,and crashes followed by a blood curdeling scream that she new came from her mother.
She ran up there only to she her mothers body lying on the floor with blood dripping from her still, pink lips.
There was a large creature leaning over Chloe. It was a hideous thing, with blue skin covered in various, diseased-looking black patches, huge, sharp, mismatched fangs, enough to instantly terrify anyone into utter shock. Gwen trembled, as it looked up snarling at her.
Gwyn tried to scream, but was to scared to even make a sound. She quickly ran out of the attic door and down into the living room where the creature seemed to appear in front of her out of nowhere.
Remembering what her mother said before, she screamed for Amara, but as soon as she screamed the creature threw her against the wall. The only thought runing throught her mind was that this creature had brokeing her back due to the agonizing pain; the greatest and most horrible pain she had ever had to endure.
In an instant, a crystalized orb of light appeared out of nowhere right in front of her aching body.
Amara threw her protecting hands around Gwyn and in an instant, they disappeared.
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Amara had orbed Gwyn into a blinding white, though safe and secluded room. Gwyn crawled into one corner in a fetal ball. She was heartbroken, in pain, and quite scared..
"Where am I,and, and who the hell... are you?" Gwyn demanded answers.
In a soft and comforting tone, Amara replied. "No need for that kind of language with me, Gwyn, but to answer I am Amara."
"How do you know my name? And why was did my mother make yell for you when something horrible happened? How does my mother know you? And how the hell did we get here?" Gwyn questioned.
"I guess your mother hasn't told you anthing yet, 'there really isn't a good time for this sort of thing' alright Gwyn, you desirve to know answers." Amara stammered. " Gwyn, you are a witch. Full blooded."
The only reaction Amara got for next 20 seconds was was complete disbelief.
" You expect me to believe that bull shit?? A witch! Witches don't exist. It's like saying I'm a vampires or goblins or something. This isn't a good time for jokes or... whatever the hell you think you're doing." An angery Gwyn replied.
"No joke, dear. You are, in fact, a full-blooded witch. Don't be so surprised. Have you ever had that feeling of a great and powerful surge throughout your body? Or have you ever seen something completely strange,and felt responsible, but had no idea how to explain it? It's time to wake up and smell the roses, Gwyn. Your mother told me that if there ever was a time when something like this had happened, I was to take you to your cousin Prue, Pheobe, and Piper's house immediately and that they would be able to protect you." Amara replied, assuring her of her newfound identity.
"What the fuck, bull shit. Please let me out of her, God damn it. I hate confinced spaces.. " Gwyn stood up and began to inspect and pace about the room. "Amara, you still didn't answer my question...who or should I ask, what are you?"
Amara looked Gwynup and down, and wondered "You don't believe me do you? But, to answer your question, I am a Whitelighter.
Whitelighters are basically nothing more then a protector, a healer, and a personal ecyclopedia." Gwyn stopped pacing and looked at Amara as if she was looking at lunatic. Amara continued. "Some are better at the healing than others, but we're all needed, that is, if you're a witch, and you are a witch Gwyn. I don't care if you belive me or not, but things will fall in place as time goes on." Amara explained.
"One more question Amara. How about my mother? Is she..." Gwyn paused. "Is she going to be okay?"
"Well, I'm not sure," She replied apologeticly. "Gwyn, it's time to go."
"Go where?" Gwyn looked curious, but was completly clueless.
"To the Halliwell residence, your cousins house." Amara smiled as she raised her arms and snaped her fingers.
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"Amara? how did we get her so fast? what the hell hapopened?" Gwyn questioned.
"Well, Gwyn, it's magic." Amara smiled as she disappeared and left Gwyn to her own divices.
Chapter 1
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Disclaimer : Charmed is not my creation. The only characters created by me are Chloe, Amara, and Gwyneth.
Thank you for wanting to read my story, Please Review and tell me what you think
"Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Gwyn; happy birthday to you !" Chloe sang to her now 16 year old daughter.
Chloe was a tall and athletic women in her near early thirties. She had long, shiny, dirty blonde hair and deep blue eyes.
Her daughter, Gwyn in other words, looked nothing like her dear mother. Gwyn was tall and athletic, much like Chloe, but Gwyn had long, wavy, burgundy hair and dark brown eyes.
The only thing they both shared was their soft peachy skin.
"Thanks mom." An unhappy Gwyn thanked .
Trying to get a chuckle out of her daughter, she made a smartalick remark.
"What's wrong sweety? Today is your birthday, your supposed to be happy !?! Well, at least pretend to be anyway."
Gwyn just looked into her mothers kind eyes and smiled.
"I know mom, but I wish that dad was here. He never seems to be around for the important moments; he didn't even bother to send a stupid birthday card." Gwyn said in a quite depressing tone.
"Well , you should expect that from your father by now Gwyn. He isn't very trusting nor loving for that matter." Chloe knew that was the wrong thing to say, but she thought what's done, is done.
"I know mom, I know." Gwyn said assuring herself that her fathers absence wasn't going to bother her today. (Well at least for now.)
"So…Gwyn, how about opening those presents !?" Chloe remarked with a smirk on her face.
"Sure, why not.", "Now, how about that big one….." Gwyn began to say before being interrupted.
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CRASH !
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Chloe and Gwyn looked at each other in surprise. They were wide eyed and alert. Chloe, in her heart knew what was up there and how up there it was waiting for them.
"Gwyn, I want you to stay downstairs, alright? If you hear anything out of the ordinary, for any reason, I want you to yell as loud as you can, ' Amara' , Alright? Do you understand me Gwyneth?"
Gwyn, unsure why her mother was requesting such an odd thing, but she knew her mothers motives were good.
Although, after a grand total of 15mins., she march up the stairs and right into the attic. But as she was walking, she could hear growling, snarling,and crashes followed by a blood curdeling scream that she new came from her mother.
She ran up there only to she her mothers body lying on the floor with blood dripping from her still, pink lips.
There was a large creature leaning over Chloe. It was a hideous thing, with blue skin covered in various, diseased-looking black patches, huge, sharp, mismatched fangs, enough to instantly terrify anyone into utter shock. Gwen trembled, as it looked up snarling at her.
Gwyn tried to scream, but was to scared to even make a sound. She quickly ran out of the attic door and down into the living room where the creature seemed to appear in front of her out of nowhere.
Remembering what her mother said before, she screamed for Amara, but as soon as she screamed the creature threw her against the wall. The only thought runing throught her mind was that this creature had brokeing her back due to the agonizing pain; the greatest and most horrible pain she had ever had to endure.
In an instant, a crystalized orb of light appeared out of nowhere right in front of her aching body.
Amara threw her protecting hands around Gwyn and in an instant, they disappeared.
*******
Amara had orbed Gwyn into a blinding white, though safe and secluded room. Gwyn crawled into one corner in a fetal ball. She was heartbroken, in pain, and quite scared..
"Where am I,and, and who the hell... are you?" Gwyn demanded answers.
In a soft and comforting tone, Amara replied. "No need for that kind of language with me, Gwyn, but to answer I am Amara."
"How do you know my name? And why was did my mother make yell for you when something horrible happened? How does my mother know you? And how the hell did we get here?" Gwyn questioned.
"I guess your mother hasn't told you anthing yet, 'there really isn't a good time for this sort of thing' alright Gwyn, you desirve to know answers." Amara stammered. " Gwyn, you are a witch. Full blooded."
The only reaction Amara got for next 20 seconds was was complete disbelief.
" You expect me to believe that bull shit?? A witch! Witches don't exist. It's like saying I'm a vampires or goblins or something. This isn't a good time for jokes or... whatever the hell you think you're doing." An angery Gwyn replied.
"No joke, dear. You are, in fact, a full-blooded witch. Don't be so surprised. Have you ever had that feeling of a great and powerful surge throughout your body? Or have you ever seen something completely strange,and felt responsible, but had no idea how to explain it? It's time to wake up and smell the roses, Gwyn. Your mother told me that if there ever was a time when something like this had happened, I was to take you to your cousin Prue, Pheobe, and Piper's house immediately and that they would be able to protect you." Amara replied, assuring her of her newfound identity.
"What the fuck, bull shit. Please let me out of her, God damn it. I hate confinced spaces.. " Gwyn stood up and began to inspect and pace about the room. "Amara, you still didn't answer my question...who or should I ask, what are you?"
Amara looked Gwynup and down, and wondered "You don't believe me do you? But, to answer your question, I am a Whitelighter.
Whitelighters are basically nothing more then a protector, a healer, and a personal ecyclopedia." Gwyn stopped pacing and looked at Amara as if she was looking at lunatic. Amara continued. "Some are better at the healing than others, but we're all needed, that is, if you're a witch, and you are a witch Gwyn. I don't care if you belive me or not, but things will fall in place as time goes on." Amara explained.
"One more question Amara. How about my mother? Is she..." Gwyn paused. "Is she going to be okay?"
"Well, I'm not sure," She replied apologeticly. "Gwyn, it's time to go."
"Go where?" Gwyn looked curious, but was completly clueless.
"To the Halliwell residence, your cousins house." Amara smiled as she raised her arms and snaped her fingers.
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"Amara? how did we get her so fast? what the hell hapopened?" Gwyn questioned.
"Well, Gwyn, it's magic." Amara smiled as she disappeared and left Gwyn to her own divices.