This is a repost of my first ever story on I took it down to do major editing - again. So hopefully this is better. Enjoy :)

Prologue

"Phoebe!!" Piper Halliwell and Paige Matthews screamed early Sunday morning. The definition of 'early' being four o'clock.

"I suppose this is an emergency," Piper turned toward her half-sister. The living room table getting blown to a hundred tiny pieces answered that for her.

Both Paige and Piper watched the table shatter and Paige turned back to her eldest sister. "You think?!"

At three o'clock in the morning, Paige and Piper were settled at the once loved dining room table after having failed their attempts at sleeping. Mid conversation, Paige noticed movement at the stairs through the corner of her eye and told Piper. When the demon noticed he had been caught, he attacked them.

"Phoebe!!" They shouted again simultaneously.

Phoebe tossed and turned in her sleep viciously and was jolted awake by the screams of her name and a piercing pain in her abdomen. When she looked down, she realized that it wasn't just a pain, it was a wound. She remembered the excruciating pain of the knife being jabbed into her flesh and shook her head. She hear her name being called out again and she threw the covers off the bed and leapt from it, bolting out of her room and down the stairs to see a ghoulish looking creature that could just pass a demon if not a ghost and looked on to see it's body frozen but it's head still able to move. Paige was punching its head repeatedly. Punch after gut wrenching punch the demon never gave in to scream. Although Phoebe swore she could hear its nose cracking every single time Paige's fist made a connection. "Ah. Shall we solve this with the Power of Three? Or shall I just let her have her fun?"

"Well we had to do something!" Piper shouted sounding exasperated. Without warning, the demon's body unfroze and now that his hands were free, he began to strike at Paige. Luckily for Paige she was half White Lighter half witch, which gave her the ability to orb – which was exactly what she did. She ended up materializing behind the demon and caught him off-guard by giving him a roundhouse kick to the back of the head. He went down extremely fast.

"Okay, now we stop mucking around," Piper let out. She thrust out her hands and flicked her fingers. Instead of freezing the demon, she blew him up.

"If you were able to blow the demon up, why did you need me?" Phoebe asked, slightly annoyed.

"I didn't know whether I'd blow him up or create fire works. The baby doesn't exactly like its mommy blowing things up if you remember," Piper countered.

Realization crossed the middle Halliwell's features and she nodded her head in understanding.

Paige's eyebrows narrowed. "Phoebe you're hurt." Paige lifted her sister's tank just over her belly button to see the wound. She looked puzzled as she examined it. "But he didn't even touch you."

"Yeah, that's an entirely different situation," Phoebe said waving it off and pulling her shirt down, pushing her sister's hand away.

"Would you like to let us in on that?" Piper asked sarcastically.

"Uh…" Phoebe paused, trying to figure how she could word her sentence. "Freddy Kruger attack?"

"What?!" Paige and Piper shrieked.

Phoebe cringed. Maybe that wasn't the best way to word her sentence. "It wasn't the Freddy Kruger. It was a Freddy Kruger. Like a wannabe."

Piper stared at the roof and spoke. "Bring me my husband!!" Within seconds, blue and white lights entered the Manor and Leo materialized from them.

"What wrong?" He looked between the girls and noticed the dining room table. "Attack," he surmised. "Taken care of?"

"One of them," Piper answered.

"There was another?" Leo asked looking rather concerned. He loved his wife more than anything and Paige and Phoebe meant just as much to him as they did to Piper. When Prue had died, Leo suffered just as much as Piper and Phoebe did. Then when they found out about Paige on the very same night of Prue's funeral, they all had the same reaction – shock, anger, sadness, and betrayal. Their mother had kept that secret from them for a very long time.

"Take it away Phoebe."

Phoebe rolled her eyes at Piper and sighed, walking toward the kitchen with the others following and taking a seat at the table. "I had a dream, and in my dream I was getting attacked by a demon. He's powers were bound, I think, which is why he had a knife. We fought for what felt like ages and then he stabbed me in the abdomen. I woke up after having the dream to find that Freddy Kruger left me a gift." She lifted up her pajama top to reveal the stab wound on her stomach.

"You didn't see what he looked like?" Leo asked, as he got straight to work on healing Phoebe.

"Silhouetted."

When he was done, he looked up at Piper and Paige. "Are you two okay? Are you hurt? Is the baby –"

"Fine. Which is more than what I can say for the dining room table," Piper grumbled. Piper was five months pregnant with her first child and her mood swings were terrible. Everyone dealt with it in their own way. Phoebe and Paige usually ignored it, and Leo was hardly ever home to know the difference between the baby making Piper moody or Piper making Piper moody, so he usually rolled with it and tended to her whenever he could.

"Ditto," Paige answered.

"Alright, well I'll go back to the Elders to see if they know anything, meanwhile, try not to sleep. If this demon is more than a once off, you're safer awake." He orbed out.

Well...? What do you think?