So this is my new story, it was inspired by the TV show "Charmed" for the people that haven't seen it it's about three witches, they fight evil and demons. This story is still iCarly, but some of the things are changed. One of those things is that Melanie isn't Sam's twin sister, she's just her younger sister, and Sam has another sister, who is 2 years older then her. Everything else is the same, they'll even still start filming iCarly. This chapter is short, but I'll try to make the other ones longer.
Chapter 1: A different assignment
-15th April 2003-
Sam's POV:
My name is Samantha Puckett, but I hate it when people call me Samantha so everyone just calls me Sam. I have long, blond, a bit curly hair and blue eyes. I'm 6 years old. I'm sitting on the sofa in the living room in my house, my older sister Ashley is sitting next to me. Ashley's 8. Unlike mine, her hair is brown and straight, but she has blue eyes just like me. My younger sister Melanie is 4, she looks a lot like me except for her eyes, her eyes are brown just like mom's. Melanie's on the ground brushing her doll's hair.
"I'm not much of a cook, how about I'll order a pizza for you girls." My aunt says.
"That would be great." Ashley says. Aunt has to take care of us, because mommy's in the hospital, Ashley said that I saved mommy's life, because if I wouldn't have walked in when I did she would've died. And I'm not sure where daddy is... all I know is that some guy decided that it would be for the best if he stayed away from me and my sisters. Aunt said that it's better this way, and that it's his fault that this happened to mommy. Suddenly there's a loud knock on the door. Aunt walks to the window, look's outside, then she sighs and opens the door.
"What are you doing here?" She asks, and I see daddy nervously walk through the door.
"Sam, Ashley, come with me, we're leaving." He tells us ignoring aunt's question.
"What about me daddy?" Melanie asks from the ground.
"I'm sorry sweaty, but you can't go." He tells her.
"Do you really think that I'm going to just let you take them away? Because you must be out of your mind if you do." Aunt says harshly.
"Sara, this isn't about you. Get out of my way and you won't get hurt." Daddy says.
"I'll fight you if I have to." She says.
"Do you really want to do that in front of them?" Daddy asks pointing at us.
"I'm strong." She says.
"Not that strong, face it Sara, if you don't use... you know what yourself, you'll lose." He says and starts walking towards us.
"We'll see." She says and pushes him a little bit. He grabs her hands and pushes her back.
"I don't want to hurt you." He says.
"That's a lie. You always hated me." She says.
"You're still her sister, and I didn't like you because you always hated me and tried to break us up." He says
"And apparently for a good reason." She says and pushes him again. He punches her in the face and she falls to the ground.
"Told you you'll lose. Sam, Ashley, come here." He tells us. He just hurt her, why would he do that?
"Now." He says. I look at Ashley. She slowly stands up from the couch. I do the same and we walk up to him. He grabs our hands. It hurts, why is he holding our hands so tightly? He starts pulling us out of the house.
"Daddy! Don't leave me, I want to go too." Melanie says running after us.
"Trust me, you don't." He says. He makes me and Ashley sit in his car's back seat, then he gets in the driver's seat and starts driving away from the house. I look back at the house and see Melanie standing in the doorway, with one hand holding her doll and with the other trying to reach out for us. As we get farther from the house I can't see Melanie anymore, only the house. It slowly get's smaller and smaller until I can't see it either. I turn back to the front of the car. I look at Ashley and she takes my hand. For the first time ever I'm scared of my dad, scared of where he's taking me, scared of the guilt I see in his eyes when ever he look's at us through the mirror. But I don't say or do anything. If I would go by my instincts I could try calling for help, there are a lot of other cars driving next to us after all, but I don't do that, even though something tells me that there is something very wrong here. I don't do that because I trust daddy, and by the look in Ashley's eyes I know that she's thinking the same thing. We drive for about an hour, then daddy finally parks his car near an alley. The first thing I notice when I get out of the car is that there are no people or car's around. Dad closes the door after Ashley get's out of the car. He puts one hand on Ashley's shoulder, the other on mine and bends down to our level.
"What ever happens next, I just want you to know that I love you. And very soon you probably won't believe that anymore, but I do love you and I am so, so sorry." He says. Then he takes our hands and leads us in to the dark alley.
-26th May 2012-
My name is Francesca, people used to call me Sam Puckett, but that was a long time ago... a really long time ago. I'm 15 years old. I have long, straight, black hair, black eyes. I'm wearing a black sleeveless shirt, a skirt that's one side ends just a little above my knees and the other a couple of inches higher. I'm also wearing black high heels and black gloves. The gloves cover up my palms, but leave's my fingers bare. I look like all demons do: pale skin, lips red as blood, fingernails long and black. I walk through big, black doors and see Alton, one of the hire demons and also my boss standing there.
"Francesca, I have a job for you." He says.
"Do you need me to kill someone again?" I ask.
"No, this is a different assignment." He says. Not the answer I was expecting.
"What do you want me to do?" I ask.
"There are two witches, one male, one female. They've been getting in our way." He says.
"But you don't want me to kill them?" I ask confused.
"No, I don't. We kill them and we'll get even more witches getting in our way, it's like a never ending circle. We need someone who would get close to them, gain their trust. Then that person will be able to figure out their plans and inform me so that we could get ready. But that person can't be just any demon, it has to be someone who would be able to pretend to be good, act like any normal person." He says.
"So what does any of this have to do with me?" I ask.
"You're that person." He says.
"What? Why would you think that?" I ask.
"You're 15, just like them, you spent 6 years living with humans, you know how they act." He says.
"I knew how they act. That was a long time ago. And besides I'm almost a full demon, the human part of me is so small you could say it doesn't even exist." I say.
"But it does exist. Francesca, this is a very responsible job." He says.
"...Okay, I'll do it." I say.
"Good, the witches are Carly Shay and Freddie Benson. They both are 15 and go to Ridgeway High and in two days you will go there too. I will send Ace with you, he won't get involved in anything, he'll just be there in case anything goes wrong. I found a woman, she's a mortal, I'm paying her to pretend to be your mother, you'll live in her house. I also rented an apartment near her house for Ace, all the money you'll need is there. For now your task is simple, go to Ridgeway High, meet the witches. You have two weeks to get to know them and try to gain their trust, then in two weeks you'll go back here to update me on your progress and if I think that it's the right time you'll have to start snooping around, figure out what their plans are, what people are they trying to save. But for now gain their trust." He finishes.
"Okay, I'll leave tonight." I say.
"Okay, you can go now." He says and I walk out of the room. I walk into another room and see Ace, or how I call him Drake standing there. Ace is his demon name. He has short, black hair, black eyes, is pale, like all demons look in their demon forms. Drake's my closest friend, we grew up together.
"Did you hear what assignment Alton is giving us?" I ask him.
"Yeah, I did. I'm just glad that I'm not the one who'll have to be around witches." He says.
"Yeah lucky you." I say.
"So this is the place." I say walking around the apartment Alton rented for Drake. It has two rooms, each room has it's own bed. There's a pile of money on the table.
"I guess tomorrow we'll have to go shopping for school supplies and clothes." Drake says.
"Wouldn't it be easier to just steal the clothes?" I ask.
"Come on Sam, I though that you're the mature one out of the both of us. If you want to act like you're good, don't start with stealing things." He says. He's the only one who call's me Sam.
"Whatever." I say.
"What time is it?" He asks me.
"2 AM" I say looking at a clock on the wall.
"Okay let's go to sleep. We have a long day tomorrow." He says.
"Okay." I say and we walk into different rooms.
So that's the end of chapter 1, I'm still not sure if I'm going to continue this story, it depends on the reviews, so if you liked this and want me to continue then please review.