MAGIC SCHOOL

Episode 1:- Genie In A Bottle – Part One

Characters In Series We All Know and Love

Piper Halliwell, Phoebe Halliwell, Paige Matthews, Wyatt Halliwell, Chris Halliwell

New Characters In Series We Will All Come To Know and Love

Emily Bell, William Rhodes, Debbie-Elizabeth Cochrane, Garnett Nichols

12:00:– Magic School – Levitation Studies

They sat by the back of the classroom, in three seats. Flipping a bunch of afro hair a female gave a long and drawn out sigh. Emily Bell turned to look with hazel brown eyes at the teacher who was busy writing her name up on the board. She did this every morning and it really wasn't called for any more. Emily's hair flew around her waist as she let the bunch fall. She wasn't in the mood for learning about levitation, it wasn't like it was really going to come in handy, was it? Emily ran her tongue along her bottom lip as she managed to blink a couple of times.

Christopher Halliwell blew strands of his hair from in front of his green eyes. All that he could wonder about was if this class could be any more boring. The half whitelighter/half witch male really hated Miss McCormick's class. He would have preferred to be in his aunt's Paige Halliwell class. The twenty three year old wondered how long it was until time was up. McCormick had made sure there were no clocks in her classrooms – they distracted her class's eyes apparently. Looking around once more Chris looked at his friend Emily. She had just thrown a pencil at an unexpected boy's head.

"Ouch!" Chris couldn't help but snicker at his other friend's reply. If that was Emily she would have just let the pencil phase through her body but not that was William Rhodes or Billy to his friends who was on the receiving end of the killed pencil. The black haired male stood up from his seat and turned around ready to launch the pencil back at Emily. Yet he was not free from eyes. McCormick had saw him and told the chocolate eyed boy to sit back down before she punished him. Billy, as usual, did as was told my McCormick before class continued. Shaking his head Chris looked around the rest of the members of his class.

Was there really only five or six of them? The three of them and two more… so there were five people. That was rather unlike it – but again McCormick wasn't the most favoured lecturer at magic school. No seeing all that had happened in the past that would have been the rather famous Paige. Chris's eyes wandered over the light blonde haired female who had her nose stuck in a book, glasses by the rim of her nose, to the last member of the class – another female and Paige's prodigy. Debbie-Elizabeth Cochrane. She was sitting close to the bookworm but not enough to catch any offspring of magic dust that appeared around her. Classmates had realised that the blonde's thoughtful creatures she read about came to life if she wished it.

To the dark brown hair that curved behind her shoulders and the soulful blue green eyes, Debbie-Elizabeth seemed to be very mysterious. Yet not exactly special, but was unique… Okay sure, so she was special… or well had a special fashion sense at least. The girl never was seen without some sort of scarf on – be it stuck in her hair or covering the bottom half of her face. Emily once even made a joke that Debbie-Elizabeth must have some hidden secret identity of being an Arabian princess like Jasmine from Aladdin, because they always hid the bottom half of their faces too. Although Debbie-Elizabeth never spoke much so the reason behind her scarf was unknown. She just went to magic school to study and improve her magic skills. Chris bet that his mother Piper Halliwell-Wyatt and father Leo Wyatt wish that he were more like her in that sense. Seeing as Leo always seemed disappointed in Chris's slow coming to heal.

"Class, put your books away." McCormick spoke finally as she turned away. "I've had news that you must all go home instantly. There is no reason to be alarmed." There were only five of them, so was that the reason why the brunette teacher and told them to go? It could have been. Chris packed up his bag, not that he had much to put away and waited for Emily and Billy to get ready. "Miss Cochrane, could you wait behind for a bit?" He turned to see what his classmate would say but like always wasn't surprised just to see her nod her head. Emily had already made her way out into the corridor, Billy was taking his time. Chris stood up and slung his bag over his shoulder as he stood casually as the blonde rushed out of the room with her nose still stuck in the light blue book. Chris wondered why he never took enough attention to find out that blonde's name. Yet he finally managed to get Billy out of the classroom so he could leave also.

30 Minutes Later:- Halliwell Mansion

"Do you think Debbie got in trouble?" Chris was asked. He turned to Emily and shook his head. Debbie-Elizabeth you may find that Emily calls her Debbie didn't do anything in class that would have got her into trouble. Well, not that much trouble at least. All they knew was that she waited behind in class with a word from McCormick. "Yeah you're right." Emily sighed. Chris mocked with a 'Aren't I always?' then Emily continued:- "She's a much too perfect asset for Magic School to get even a single blemish on her record." That couldn't have been true. She wasn't perfect, Paige was often concerned for Debbie-Elizabeth yet Chris didn't ask why. The male got quite a lot of visits from his two aunts Paige and Phoebe and his cousins. He even had to orb out one day because there were too many of them in the mansion. When his two friends had gotten settled down Billy lying on the couch and Emily pressing buttons rapidly on the television remotes whilst sitting on Billy's stomach, Chris walked across to look out the window. His hand was pressed against the window as the television's rapid change of Chanel calmed down as Emily must have found something rather interesting to watch either that or she was going to say something.

"You know-" Yep he knew Emily well. "My father was talking about something. You know how there was a massive search with the police… the MP not our police force?" The magic police that was, seeing as that was when they say MP. "Well there is a rumour that the search is for genies." Hmm… A genie was it? Well genies could be like witches. By that Chris meant good and evil. "They reckon it's a demon that's after their bottles and lamps. Like a collection." Emily was smart, her father worked for the MP so she knew what she was talking about. Chris watched as Emily made herself more comfortable on her friend's stomach. "Well I was told to leave the room but as always I had an ear out." Chris nodded as to say to her to continue. "He said to his partner that that was six dead now. I don't get what it is, aren't the bottles and lamps useless without the genies, so why is the demon killing them?" That and why did Emily end up finding out about this, was this going to become part of her future? It seemed like it. "I think there is something big going on because I heard daddy say the last one that was killed was in the next town and the nearest genies around must be in our town." Chris shrugged, he was to go and kick demon butt but Wyatt his brother hadn't come to tell him about this so they mustn't have to worry about it.

"Honey, I've taken your dirty washing. I'm putting a light wash on." Chris nodded against to his mother this time as she came down the stairs with a plastic laundry basket balanced on her hip. "Was school alright? I was wondering if there was an attack or something, seeing as you were sent home early." When Chris was about to reply he sighed because the usual once again happened – Emily filled Piper in. Chris turned his attention back outside, where it was sunny and what seemed peaceful. There was nothing outside, nothing out of the ordinary and there were kids playing on the streets. The streets weren't busy with cars at this time so it was perfectly normal for this to happen. His eyes looked down towards the walkway as he watched as a cat found her way through the bushes. It was a funny cat that one, nothing like Kit that was for sure. It was only for a moment that he stood watching that cat because his eyes found a pair of legs behind the cat walking down the street… legs that he followed up to the face of that person. Debbie-Elizabeth was walking down to her house, it was only around the corner – at least that's what he thought – he wasn't entirely sure. He studied her expression, she seemed expressionless actually. Yet he shrugged it off and turned back to see Billy start to wake up.

Outside the Halliwell Mansion:- Debbie-Elizabeth's Home

Something didn't feel right to the girl. She looked down at her shoes, grey and black – in an army design with black laces. A pair of light blue jeans that stretched along her legs and a black top – made of a thin design over top – like a spider's web and a thin sheet like a vest below so that her assets or bra wasn't showing. Her jacket was made of leather, it was silver in colour with a yellow underline and it felt very comfortable. Debbie-Elizabeth looked towards the corner of the street. She couldn't believe she had done that though. She knew perfectly well she had been chancing it because she knew it was the Halliwell Mansion to look where the window was. There was a very good chance that Chris could have been looking and he was. She had luckily been able to move her head back towards the front of the street because she really didn't want him to see her. After all, what McCormick had told her had shocked her. She couldn't believe that that was going on under her nose and no one had told her. Okay, so maybe that was what didn't feel right – but would finding that out make her stomach ache so much and make her want to cry? No… something was up and she really wanted to find out.

She had just reached her home. Debbie-Elizabeth placed her hand on the doorknob as she turned it. Taking in a deep sigh the nineteen year old opened the door before taking a step in. Her nose twitched first as she smelt what seemed so disgusting. What was going on? Well, Debbie-Elizabeth didn't know but she knew it could have possibly have been her mother's cooking again. She wasn't looking directly through the room of the house as she had just placed her schoolbag down on the floor calling 'Mom, I'm-' whilst moving her head up. She trailed off as the sight in front of her was so disturbing and upsetting. No way was this happening. The hallway was ruined, the table was on its side, and the mirror was broken. Her eyes widened lightly as she took a step over the table and walked into the living room. Her bottom lip quavered as her eyes overset the most horrible thing she had ever seen. Her parents… there was her mother… and then… her father. They had got them. How couldn't she have run home quicker? She may have been able to stop this. One thing ran through her mind as she looked around the blood drenched room. There was one member of her family missing… her sister… up the stairs…

"Megan!"

The end of part one of 'Genie in a Bottle'
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