Chapter One:

As I sat, staring out of the window, I let out a frustrated sigh. There was honestly nothing worse than spending a sunny Saturday afternoon cooped up in a house with nothing to do but listen to your brother's lecture on about one boring thing after the other.

"Melinda, are you listening?" said Wyatt, my eldest brother, with an angry edge to his voice. I smiled sweetly at him before giving my answer.

"Why of course dear brother; please continue!"

Wyatt scowled at me, not liking the tone of voice I was using with him. As far as he was concerned, he was in charge of the younger generation of the Halliwell family therefore we should all do whatever he said.

"This isn't funny Melinda!" snapped my other brother Chris giving me a disapproving glare. "You need to listen to our latest demon breath otherwise you're not going to know anything."

I sighed before crossing my legs on my chair and giving my brothers an expectant look. "Continue."

Chris snorted and I could have sworn I heard him mutter "She's gonna get herself killed." under his breath. I smirked slightly as Wyatt resumed his lecture on the most recent rampaging demon, thinking about my plans for the next night.

"So Chris, Henry and I are going to orb into the room, and then we'll vanquish them!" concluded Wyatt with a triumphant smile on his face. "Any questions?"

"Yeah I have one," said my cousin P.J raising an arm into the air. "Why is it only the boys attending this vanquish?"

"Yeah!" shrieked her younger sister, Pansy, placing two perfectly manicured hands on her hips, "We're just as good as you!"

"Please, we'll handle it so much better than you." Said Henry rising from his seat with a triumphant smirk plastered across his face. I rolled my eyes at his cockiness. He may be my cousin and my best friend, but he could certainly be a douche sometimes.

"Henry, we have exactly the same capability as you. Why exactly will you handle fire ball throwing demons better the any of us?" I said gesturing between me and my cousins, "We could all have gone on this mission, it has no specific needs!"

"You're too young anyway," yawned Chris, "and I'll be damned if I'm letting my baby sister walk into a death trap."

My mouth dropped open at his words.

"TO YOUNG!" I screamed, rising from my seat in anger, "Wyatt was fighting demons before he was even born for god's sakes! I'm fifteen! Not a baby!"

"Prudence Melinda Halliwell there will be no more argument on this matter, understand!" yelled Wyatt in his magnified voice, using my full name showing me how mad he was.

I glared at him but didn't say another word, just nodded my head before marching out of the attic. I didn't want to be in a room with either of them for another minute or I would explode with anger.

"What's wrong honey?" asked my Mom as stomped passed her on the landing.

"Nothing Mom." I said with a sigh before quickly entering my bedroom.

I really hated the way my family babied me; I was perfectly capable of looking after myself, something they didn't seem to realise.

It was mostly because of what we did, which was fighting demons. It was what you would call the family business I guess, as every member of my family, living or dead, would fight demons.

I was just another witch in the long line of Melinda Warren's descendants, but now we had the name Halliwell.

My mom was Piper Halliwell, one of the legendary charmed ones and also the mother of the most powerful creature in existence, my brother, Wyatt. My dad on the other hand was a white lighter, someone who would watch over witches. Because of that fact, my brother's where half white lighter which gave them some abilities that most ordinariy witches didn't have. I, however, did not have any such power. My dad was turned human before they had me, meaning I turned out an ordinary witch. Or so my family thought.

They didn't know about my power, my real power. They all thought that I could only freeze time, like my mom, but unfortunately I was a lot more powerful than that.

I possessed a rare power called 'Resistence' which meant I had the ability duplicate any power used against me. The freezing came naturally though. It was my charmed power. Resistance was just a bonus.

My family all had similar powers. My aunt Phoebe possesses the power of premonition, empathy, and levitation. My aunt Paige on the other hand possesses the power of telekinetic orbing, as she was half white lighter and only a half sister to my mom and Phoebe. I had another aunt to, but she was dead, passed away because of a demon attack. She was who I was named after, Prudence Halliwell.

Phoebe had three children, Prudence Joanna Halliwell, or PJ, third oldest out of the children. She was 19 and had the power of telekniesis. Then Hope 18 and the fourth oldest, who had the power of premonition, then Pearl, 17, who also had premonition. Their father, Coop, was a Cupid which meant all of them possessed them possessed Cupid abilities aswell.

Aunt Paige also had three children, the twins, Penny and Patty, who were the same age as Pearl. They both had the power of Teleknietic orbing like their Mom, along with all her whitelighter abilities. And my youngest cousin was Henry Jr, a lively boy who was only a few months older than me. He was named after my uncle Henry who was a human, and was my only boy cousin. He didn't actually have any charmed powers, in fact being half demon, half witch. He was adopted by my aunt and uncle a few days after his birth, when his mother, one of my aunts charges died. Because of his parentage, Henry possesses the power of energy ball throwing, shimmering, and fire throwing, along with spell casting like the rest of us.

My family had no idea that I could also orb and shimmer as I hadn't revealed to them about the whole 'I can copy your powers thing'. I was pretty sure if they found out, they would make me bind it. Technically, I could end up possessing powers that could be potentially deadly, which, to me, would be pretty cool. To my family, not so much.

"To overprotective." I muttered to myself before pulling my dark brown Halliwell hair into a messy ponytail. Since it was so early, I hadn't put on any make up yet so I decided to line my deep dark chocolate brown eyes in a light but noticeable layer of mascara. I then proceeded to riffle through my closet until I found a simple but sexy short sleeved white top and a pair of worn skinny jeans.

After pulling them on, I slipped on a pair of brown flats before checking myself over in the full length mirror that hung on my door. 'It'll do.' I thought.

Grabbing my brown cardigan I quickly exited my room and ran down the seemingly endless hallway before bounding down the stairs two at a time.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" said an amused voice from the living room. I stopped in my tracks before turning to see Pearl sitting lazily on one of the old sofas, her laptop balanced on her lap. Her light brown hair hung round her shoulders in soft waves, and her hazel eyes were rimmed in a light layer of eyeliner.

"I'm not in a hurry." I lied. I turned away from Pearl and walked into the kitchen to try and find Henry. He was by far the cousin who I was closest to, we were like best friends, and he Had promised to take me shopping today after the meeting was over. Despite the fact he could be as cocky as hell sometimes, he sure was fun to be around.

"Has anyone seen Henry?" I asked once I entered the kitchen.

"I think he's in Chris' room getting changed." said Aunt Paige giving my a friendly smile.

"Thanks Paige." I said as I exited the kitchen. I practically ran up the stairs before bursting into my brothers room.

"Henry, you ready yet?" I questioned the boy who had jumped out of his skin once the door had slammed open.

"Yeah, just about." he replied with a smile. He looked in the mirror and ran his fingers through his almost black hair a couple of times before saying "Perfect." and turning to face me.

"Let's go!" I said, grabbing his hand and pulling out of Chris' room.

"Someone's eager to get out!" laughed Henry as he tried to keep up with me.

"Maybe I am." I shrugged.

Truth be told I was eager to get out. To get out of this over crowded house and away from my overprotective family. Although Henry was just as overprotective of me as everyone else, he didn't baby me. Being the same age he knew that I wasn't a baby; he just thought I couldn't protect myself.

"We shimmering to the mall then?" I asked Henry as we reached the front door.

"Ah, no." he replied, scratching his head awkwardly. "My mom doesn't really want me doing that. So, I asked Chris to take us."

"You what?" I exclaimed looking at Henry in disbelief. He knew that one of the reasons I wanted to go out was because of my brothers.

"He's just driving us right?" I said pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Actually because of the hundreds of recent demon attacks, he wants to come wih; so does Hope."

"What the hell Henry? You know I hate going out with Chris yet you invite him? I don't mind hope as much but still! It was meant to be you and me."

"Look I know! I'm sorry Prue, I'll make it up to you, promise."

He and and my parents were the only ones who were allowed to call me Prue. I knew he only called me that when he was deadly serious, upset or feeling some kinda of strong emotion.

I sighed and looked into his leafy green eyes. "Okay. Let's go."