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Author's note: This is my first work. I have never been a great writer,
but I love making things up.
Old witch, New witch, Three witches, Four witches The Charmed Ones discover a young girl with magic powers, but they're fading. The only way to restore her powers fully is to find her father and they want to help her, but the problem is she's half demon. Now with her demonic sisters after her, the Charmed Ones face a dilemma and an old relative.
In a club called P3, owner Piper Halliwell was scurrying around trying to fill up a space in her music performance.
"I guess I'll just have to put on some radio music," sighed Piper as she turned to her to sisters.
"It's alright, band or no band the club is still hot," replied Paige Matthews, the redhead and youngest of the trio.
"Yeah, but it's not as exciting as having a great band here," retorted Phoebe Halliwell, the middle child, "then again having to fight demons all the time doesn't exactly free up your schedule."
"It's a small spot, but it just doesn't feel right to play radio for a short time then go to the next act," said Piper.
"Well, you could let me sing," cut in a small voice. When the three sisters turned to see the source, all they found was a small girl who looked to be about sixteen years old.
"I know I'm under age, but I really need the money," the girl said quickly.
"Don't we all need it," muttered Paige. Phoebe nudged her silent.
"Listen, I need the money because of family reasons. I'm trying to locate my father. So, please, even if it's only for five minutes," begged the girl. All three were silent until Piper spoke up.
"Sure, Leo will take you back to get ready. LEO!" called Piper. A tall well-built blonde came from the back. "Will you take her to get ready, please?" The man took a look at the youngster before him.
"Uh, Piper. She doesn't look the right age. Are you sure about this?" asked Leo Wyatt, Piper's husband and the three's white-lighter (guardian angel).
"No, I'm not exactly sure, but it's only an eight minute spot," Piper said. With that Leo took the girl to the back.
"You know, I feel sympathy for her and her search for her father, but something about her doesn't feel right," stated Paige.
"Well, she's lucky tonight. Because it's tip night and whatever she earns she gets so I don't lose any money of my own," answered Piper. Then they all turned to watch the young girl sing. She sat upon a stool, adjusted the microphone and placed an instrument that looked like a small harp on her lap. As she began to sing and play, her voice came to be a beautiful and pure sound.
"Wow. She is so talented," remarked Phoebe.
"Yeah, but listen to her song, it doesn't really have lyrics or a theme for that matter," pointed Paige. As Paige said this, Piper looked around to see how the people were tipping. What she saw was surprising. She saw a lot of money going into the tip bucket. But the money was coming from the men. When she was just about to mention this to her sisters, she saw Leo standing in front of the stage and reach to his pocket and empty it.
"Hey, what does he think he's doing? This is supposed to be a tip not a paycheck!" Piper commented. Piper was not the only woman in the club having money problems, but all the women who had brought dates that night, were confused at the sight of the men giving away all their money. When the girl stopped singing, Leo came back to the sisters.
"Man, wasn't she just great?" asked Leo.
"Yes, she had a good voice, but why did you give her all of your money!?!" exclaimed Piper.
"I don't know. It was her song I guess. She sang about her problems and how badly she needed the money, so I gave it to her." Leo replied.
"Her song didn't have any theme or lyrics. So, how could she give any message?" retorted Paige.
"Well, I'm going to find out how she got so much money from her song," remarked Piper. She, Leo and her sisters then left for the back room. *****************************************************************
The young girl placed her harp or lyre, back into the case. A worker came from the front of the stage and handed her the tip bucket. The worker asked her if she wanted a drink or anything. She said no then let out a small sweet note. The worker turned around and walked out to the main floor with a very blank look.
I better get out of here before the Ladies find me, thought the girl. And that would not be good. She left through the back way and started through the alley towards the front. I don't understand, that worker didn't try to bow or worship me or anything. That means my voice is getting weaker. But why? I know I have to find my father before my full powers are revealed, but why are they getting weaker. I just don't understand.
A shift in the air made the girl look up. There in front of her were three women, each wearing a colored toga type dress and their hair in many braids. The girl wasn't really surprised to see them.
"So, sisters, you've figured how to take on the human form," said the girl, "it took me a shorter amount of time to learn how to switch forms."
"That's because you're half of these beings, you half-breed," muttered the woman in a green colored dress.
"Quiet, Arsena! We are here to persuade Celestial into coming with us; not scare her away," snapped the lady in red, then she turned to the girl, "now, my dear Celestial, you know why we are here, don't you?"
"Yes, I know. But I'm not going with you," replied Celestial, "I'll find my father and get by with my singing."
"Ooooh, Selena! She doesn't know," whispered the last woman, who was clad in a blue robe.
"Know what?" Celestial asked.
"You're right, Aura, she doesn't know," commented Selena, "and, I think you ought to know, Celestial."
"Well, tell me. If you're hiding it from me then I know it's important," retorted Celestial. Selena smiled and began to speak.
"You know that in order for your powers to become whole, you need to find your father. That is the curse your mother placed on you," Selena said.
"No, it's a blessing. It keeps me from becoming one of you," barked Celestial.
"Yes, but we were in the club when you were singing. We noticed that none of the men fought to get to you or bow. So, it confirmed what we have just learned ourselves; your powers are getting weaker. You have until the time you were born upon your birthday, and then your powers will be shattered. You will become a mortal; you won't even become a witch."
"And let me guess, you also know a way to avoid this," Celestial replied sarcastically.
"Actually we do. You have to make a claim, a claim saying what you want your powers to be revealed as. The downside, well for you, is in order for you to claim for your witch powers: you must find your father. But you can make your claim to us now," responded Selena.
"Never will I claim to you, never. I will find my father and become free of you and your kind," Celestial replied angrily. Just as she turned around to walk away, a small lightning bolt struck at her feet.
"You twit! We are offering a chance of a lifetime, TAKE IT!" shouted Arsena.
"Please, Celestial, join us," coaxed Selena.
"No," Celestial said shortly.
"Fine, sleep on it. We'll be back. But for now let's see how much your powers have diminished," Arsena said cruelly. Arsena lifted her hand and sent bolt after bolt upon the girl as the other two just stood and watched. *****************************************************************
Hope you liked the first chapter. Keep reading and please comment.
Old witch, New witch, Three witches, Four witches The Charmed Ones discover a young girl with magic powers, but they're fading. The only way to restore her powers fully is to find her father and they want to help her, but the problem is she's half demon. Now with her demonic sisters after her, the Charmed Ones face a dilemma and an old relative.
In a club called P3, owner Piper Halliwell was scurrying around trying to fill up a space in her music performance.
"I guess I'll just have to put on some radio music," sighed Piper as she turned to her to sisters.
"It's alright, band or no band the club is still hot," replied Paige Matthews, the redhead and youngest of the trio.
"Yeah, but it's not as exciting as having a great band here," retorted Phoebe Halliwell, the middle child, "then again having to fight demons all the time doesn't exactly free up your schedule."
"It's a small spot, but it just doesn't feel right to play radio for a short time then go to the next act," said Piper.
"Well, you could let me sing," cut in a small voice. When the three sisters turned to see the source, all they found was a small girl who looked to be about sixteen years old.
"I know I'm under age, but I really need the money," the girl said quickly.
"Don't we all need it," muttered Paige. Phoebe nudged her silent.
"Listen, I need the money because of family reasons. I'm trying to locate my father. So, please, even if it's only for five minutes," begged the girl. All three were silent until Piper spoke up.
"Sure, Leo will take you back to get ready. LEO!" called Piper. A tall well-built blonde came from the back. "Will you take her to get ready, please?" The man took a look at the youngster before him.
"Uh, Piper. She doesn't look the right age. Are you sure about this?" asked Leo Wyatt, Piper's husband and the three's white-lighter (guardian angel).
"No, I'm not exactly sure, but it's only an eight minute spot," Piper said. With that Leo took the girl to the back.
"You know, I feel sympathy for her and her search for her father, but something about her doesn't feel right," stated Paige.
"Well, she's lucky tonight. Because it's tip night and whatever she earns she gets so I don't lose any money of my own," answered Piper. Then they all turned to watch the young girl sing. She sat upon a stool, adjusted the microphone and placed an instrument that looked like a small harp on her lap. As she began to sing and play, her voice came to be a beautiful and pure sound.
"Wow. She is so talented," remarked Phoebe.
"Yeah, but listen to her song, it doesn't really have lyrics or a theme for that matter," pointed Paige. As Paige said this, Piper looked around to see how the people were tipping. What she saw was surprising. She saw a lot of money going into the tip bucket. But the money was coming from the men. When she was just about to mention this to her sisters, she saw Leo standing in front of the stage and reach to his pocket and empty it.
"Hey, what does he think he's doing? This is supposed to be a tip not a paycheck!" Piper commented. Piper was not the only woman in the club having money problems, but all the women who had brought dates that night, were confused at the sight of the men giving away all their money. When the girl stopped singing, Leo came back to the sisters.
"Man, wasn't she just great?" asked Leo.
"Yes, she had a good voice, but why did you give her all of your money!?!" exclaimed Piper.
"I don't know. It was her song I guess. She sang about her problems and how badly she needed the money, so I gave it to her." Leo replied.
"Her song didn't have any theme or lyrics. So, how could she give any message?" retorted Paige.
"Well, I'm going to find out how she got so much money from her song," remarked Piper. She, Leo and her sisters then left for the back room. *****************************************************************
The young girl placed her harp or lyre, back into the case. A worker came from the front of the stage and handed her the tip bucket. The worker asked her if she wanted a drink or anything. She said no then let out a small sweet note. The worker turned around and walked out to the main floor with a very blank look.
I better get out of here before the Ladies find me, thought the girl. And that would not be good. She left through the back way and started through the alley towards the front. I don't understand, that worker didn't try to bow or worship me or anything. That means my voice is getting weaker. But why? I know I have to find my father before my full powers are revealed, but why are they getting weaker. I just don't understand.
A shift in the air made the girl look up. There in front of her were three women, each wearing a colored toga type dress and their hair in many braids. The girl wasn't really surprised to see them.
"So, sisters, you've figured how to take on the human form," said the girl, "it took me a shorter amount of time to learn how to switch forms."
"That's because you're half of these beings, you half-breed," muttered the woman in a green colored dress.
"Quiet, Arsena! We are here to persuade Celestial into coming with us; not scare her away," snapped the lady in red, then she turned to the girl, "now, my dear Celestial, you know why we are here, don't you?"
"Yes, I know. But I'm not going with you," replied Celestial, "I'll find my father and get by with my singing."
"Ooooh, Selena! She doesn't know," whispered the last woman, who was clad in a blue robe.
"Know what?" Celestial asked.
"You're right, Aura, she doesn't know," commented Selena, "and, I think you ought to know, Celestial."
"Well, tell me. If you're hiding it from me then I know it's important," retorted Celestial. Selena smiled and began to speak.
"You know that in order for your powers to become whole, you need to find your father. That is the curse your mother placed on you," Selena said.
"No, it's a blessing. It keeps me from becoming one of you," barked Celestial.
"Yes, but we were in the club when you were singing. We noticed that none of the men fought to get to you or bow. So, it confirmed what we have just learned ourselves; your powers are getting weaker. You have until the time you were born upon your birthday, and then your powers will be shattered. You will become a mortal; you won't even become a witch."
"And let me guess, you also know a way to avoid this," Celestial replied sarcastically.
"Actually we do. You have to make a claim, a claim saying what you want your powers to be revealed as. The downside, well for you, is in order for you to claim for your witch powers: you must find your father. But you can make your claim to us now," responded Selena.
"Never will I claim to you, never. I will find my father and become free of you and your kind," Celestial replied angrily. Just as she turned around to walk away, a small lightning bolt struck at her feet.
"You twit! We are offering a chance of a lifetime, TAKE IT!" shouted Arsena.
"Please, Celestial, join us," coaxed Selena.
"No," Celestial said shortly.
"Fine, sleep on it. We'll be back. But for now let's see how much your powers have diminished," Arsena said cruelly. Arsena lifted her hand and sent bolt after bolt upon the girl as the other two just stood and watched. *****************************************************************
Hope you liked the first chapter. Keep reading and please comment.