Charmed
Deception
Prologue
Prue pulled her pillow over her head as her alarm clock blared on the bedside table. It was 6am on a Monday morning. She needed to get up for work but she fought it this morning. With a flick of her hand, the alarm clock flew across the room and hit the wall, hard. She moved her hand under her pillow again and relaxed. She was exhausted from the argument she had, had with her youngest sister, Phoebe the night before. Prue and her sisters were the Charmed Ones, the strongest witches on the side of good. They had received their powers a year ago when Phoebe found the Book of Shadows in the attic. She read one incantation and now Prue could move things with her mind, telekinesis, and astral project. Piper could freeze time and blow things up, and Phoebe could have premonitions of the past and future as well as levitate. The Charmed Ones found themselves combating demons, warlocks, and other forms of evil every time they turned around. The reason Prue and Phoebe had fought the night before was because of Phoebe's boyfriend, Cole Turner. Cole was a demon, one that the Source, leader of the underworld, had sent after her and her sisters. He ended up falling in love with Phoebe so he turned away from the source's ideals to be with her. Prue did not believe Cole at all. She didn't trust him and that brought a lot of turmoil between the eldest and youngest sisters. Hardly a day goes by that the two don't fight over the topic. Piper usually breaks the fights up but sometimes she isn't there to stop them. Sometimes Phoebe would storm angrily to her room or out of the house, refusing to talk to Prue for a bit. Prue usually ended up feeling bad so she would go to Phoebe and apologize. Of course that apology never meant that they wouldn't fight the next day though. This fight was different though, this time Prue had no intention of apologizing to her. She would make Phoebe see the truth, she had to.
Piper sat in the kitchen a cup of coffee in her hand. She wore a pair of jeans and a purple tank top with a matching jacket. She was exhausted from the argument last night. Her sisters always fought and Piper was slowly getting warn out of being the mediator between them. She jumped slight when she heard a low crash from upstairs. She sighed and stood moving towards the stairs. Either Phoebe fell out of her bed again or Prue smashed her alarm clock again. She poked her head into Phoebe's room once she was up the stairs. She eyed her sisters sleeping form, before shutting the door. She moved to Prue's room and opened the door, moving inside. She turned her gaze to the smashed clock on the floor and rolled her eyes. She moved over to her sister's bed and reached out, shaking her shoulder gently. "Prue get up its six. You're going to be late for work", she told her. Prue grumbled and pulling her covers closer to her. Piper rolled her eyes again and grabbed the covers. With one swift motion, she yanked the covers off of her and tossed them to the floor. Prue groaned again and held her pillow on her head. Piper mumbled to herself a moment before yanking the pillow from her sister. "Piper…" Prue groaned sleepily. "Get up Prue. That's the sixth clock you have busted this week", Piper told her sister. Prue sat up after a moment and blinked tiredly at the clock against the wall. "I'll just buy another one", she yawned. Piper shook her head, "Prue that's not the point." Prue looked at her sister tiredly, "Can you yell at me later, when I'm awake?" she asked. Piper sighed, "Fine". Prue nodded and stood moving towards her door. "Prue, are you going to talk to Phoebe?" she asked curiously. Prue glanced at her over her shoulder and shook her head. "To apologize, no", she told her. "You and Phoebe really need to settle this", Piper complained. Prue shrugged as she stepped out of her room. "We will when she realizes she's wrong", she stated. Piper grumbled as she moved for the stairs. Prue chuckled as she stopped infront of the bathroom. "Piper, honey, don't worry so much", she told her. "Somebody has to", Piper shot back from the bottom of the stairs.
Phoebe woke when she heard the shower start in the bathroom next to her room. She sat up and sighed thinking about last night. Why couldn't Prue just trust her judgment! She knew Cole would never hurt her or her sisters. She wished her sister would just listen to her. She stood and moved out of her room, heading downstairs. Her red tank top and gray sweats were great night clothes to her. She didn't even need to change to come downstairs! She stepped into the kitchen and sat down. She smiled at Piper when her sister sat a cup of coffee infront of her. "Thanks," she said taking a sip of it. Piper smiled, "no problem." Silence hung in the air for a bit as Piper sat down at the table across from her. "You okay?" she asked her gaze on her youngest sister. Phoebe looked at her then at her hands thinking. "I'm just tired of fighting with her. I just wish she would trust me", she told her. She looked up at her sister and saw understanding in her eyes. "I know sweetie but you need to understand she is just looking out for you like she did for us when we were little," Piper told her. Phoebe smiled at the memories that comment brought to her. Their mother had been killed by a demon when she had been only two. Their grams had taken care of them but she wasn't always able to be there when they needed her. Prue however had always been there for her and Piper. Prue was even the one who was making sure they had the money to pay the bill on the manor. She worked as a photographer for 415 magazine. She was an excellent photographer and was paid well because of that. Phoebe sighed and glanced at her hands then back at Piper. "I know. I just hate fighting with her all the time", she told her. Piper smiled gently and reached to her hand, squeezing it gently. "Don't let it get to you, just remember she loves you and is trying to protect you", she told her. She stood and moved to the fridge opening it, peering inside. Phoebe glanced up as Prue stepped into the room. Their gaze locked, and she was certain she saw a cautious look in her oldest sister's eyes. Prue was dressed in a knee length black form fitting dress, with shoulder width sleeves. Her raven black hair cascaded down her back stopping at the middle of her back. Prue had pale skin and ice blue eyes. The three sisters all had high cheek bones, and straight, dark hair. Phoebe had dark brown shoulder length hair and hazel colored eyes. Piper had long brown hair that traveled to the middle of her back and hazel eyes. All three sisters had perfect figures and were tall standing atleast five foot six. "Morning Prue", Phoebe said darkly as she took a sip of her coffee. "Morning", Prue said warily as she poured a cup of coffee for herself. Piper sat back down across from Phoebe a carton of milk in her hand. She kept her gaze on her sisters as she held the carton up over her shoulder. White orbs began to sparkle in the room as Leo, Piper's husband, materialized behind her. He took the milk and sat down beside her, kissing her cheek gently. "Good morning honey", he told her smiling. "I don't know about the 'Good' part but we will see", Piper answered him with a small smile. Leo was the charmed ones whitelighter a sort of guardian angle and connection to the elders. The elders were the over seer's of everything that occurred on Earth. They ruled over whitelighters, making sure things went as was meant to be. Leo had saved each of the sister's lives with his powers to heal. He could heal anything as long as the individual was still alive. He and Piper had fallen in love something the elders forbid. The union was forbidden for a whitelighter and a witch to be together. Piper and Leo had beaten the odds though and were allowed to be with one another. They had married when the elders had finally seen their love was too strong to diminish. Leo had become a whitelighter when he died in World War II, Due to the many lives he saved the elders made him immortal, a whitelighter. The only thing that could kill a whitelighter was an arrow from the crossbow of a Darklighter. Leo focused his attention on Prue as she sat down next to Phoebe. Piper could feel the tension between them as she watched them carefully. "What, no comment about Cole this morning Prue?" Phoebe asked bitterly. Leo saw Prue's jaw tighten as she wrestled her temper down. "Not at the moment", Prue said through clenched teeth. "Well can we get the fight over with this morning cause I want to sleep tonight", Phoebe responded. "Well if you weren't with a demon we wouldn't have to argue", Prue hissed back. Piper got up and moved quickly to the fridge. She grabbed the tray of cinnamon rolls out of the fridge and moved over to her siblings. "Cinnamon roll?" she asked them trying to end the argument. Phoebe ignored her, glaring at Prue. "He is different Prue! Why can't you see that?" she yelled. Piper saw Prue narrow her eyes angrily at Phoebe. She quickly grabbed a cinnamon roll and stuffed it in Prue's mouth before she could speak. She turned and shoved one in Phoebe's mouth as well stopping the argument for now.
Cole stood in a cave deep in the underworld. He watched a small bowl of water before him. The water showed the image of the fight between the two Halliwell sisters in the manor's kitchen. He smiled as Phoebe defended him. "Prue, so worried about me…" he murmured to himself. "You should be worried about someone else among you…" he whispered as he turned his gaze to one of them in the kitchen. "Far more worried…" he mumbled before shimmering out.