This is my first fanfic and I would really appreciate reviews. Please let me know if you think anything needs changing and I'll do my best to make it happen.
Enjoy!!
(P.S. Yes I know its one of those annoying Mary-Sue stories but I can't help it my brain doesn't work like a sane persons brain!!)
It was late as Jamie settled down in the sofa and pressed play on the remote. She sat there in candle-light watching the DVD box set she had received for her birthday the week before. Charmed was her favourite TV show. She had seen all the episodes so many times that she knew most of the demons and spells off by heart. She knew it was sad but there was something about this show that made here believe in it that little bit more. As she watched "Used Karma" she started to think how great it would be it she could be a witch too. She stared at the screen as she remembered the first spell, the one which Phoebe had read in that first episode to get their powers.
'Hear now the words of the witches,
The secrets we hid in the night,
The oldest of Gods are invoked here,
The great work of magic is sought.
In this night and in this hour,
I'll call upon the ancient power,
Bring your powers to we sisters three,
We want the power, give us the power.'
She had to hand it to the writers, they had to write so many 'spells' and rhyming couplets for every episode. Then again it wasn't that difficult, was it? Surely she could reword that spell like the sisters did so often in the show. She started to write:
'Hear now the words of the witches,
The secrets we hid in the night,
The oldest of Gods are invoked here,
The great work of magic is sought.
In this night and in this hour,
I'll call upon the ancient power,
Bring forth your powers, show them to me,
I want the power, give me the power.'
Hardly a show stopper but it would do for now. She recited it to herself and then looked at what she was doing. God, what was she doing? She had written a spell from a TV show in the vague hope of becoming what, the fifth sister? She screwed up the piece of paper and threw it across the room and slapped her forehead with the hope of knocking some sense into herself. She continued watching the episode and then as it ran in to 'The Legend of Sleepy Halliwell' she began to fall asleep.
Across the room the ball of paper with the spell on was caught by a breeze and fell onto a candle, igniting in red sparks.
When Jamie woke up it was light outside again.
'Shit' she thought. She'd left the candles burning all night and was glad that she had not been woken by the smell of smoke. At home her parents always nagged her about lighting them late in case she fell asleep and set the house on fire. They would have loved this, away at University and still not free of their nagging.
Jamie sat up and looked at the TV, only it wasn't there. She looked around her room only to find there was none of her furniture there. It looked familiar but she couldn't place it. Then the penny dropped. This was the Halliwell Manor. Wait no that couldn't be right. That was a TV studio set in America. There was no way she was in America surely. That meant it had to be a dream. Yeah a dream. It was obvious really. She had fallen asleep watching Charmed and her brain was using these images to create this dream. Pheww. Wait no she had to wake up. She had to go to work in the morning!
At that moment a young man orbed in, in a cloud of white lights. He had dark hair and a look of utter shock on his face.
"Who the hell are you?" he asked, walking towards her.
"Jamie Fisher" she replied, 'but why doesn't he know that if it's my dream then he would know, wouldn't he?'
He didn't look like he believed her. He stared at her for a moment and then she saw a lamp flying towards her. It hit her square on the chest and she was knocked back into the coffee table behind her.
'Oooofffff. That hurt! Wait hang on that HURT! That means not a dream! SHIT. How the hell did I get here?' She thought as she went crashing on her backside.
"Wait. Stop!" she murmured.
"Who are you?" he asked again. But before he could get an answer there was a sound of three sets of footsteps coming down the stairs. Piper, Phoebe and Paige Halliwell appeared at the doorway and looked from Chris to the girl in the coffee table who was drifting in and out of consciousness.
"What the hell is going on here?" shouted Piper looking at Chris for an explanation. "Who is she?"
"I don't know, Piper. She just appeared on my radar this morning and when I came back to the Manor to see what was going on, I saw her looking around the living room."
Piper gestured to freeze the room and the clock on the wall stopped ticking. She then stalked out of the room towards the conservatory. The others followed and sat down opposite her.
"Do you think she's the one after Wyatt?" asked Piper.
"I don't know, it's a possibility but it would be rather inept for a demon to come into the Halliwell manor when the Power of Three are all at home. Even the dumbest demons aren't that stupid anymore!" replied Chris.
"I think we should vanquish her just to be safe. If she wasn't evil she wouldn't have just appeared. She would have introduced herself." said Piper.
"We can't do that! What if she's supposed to be an innocent or she came here for our help?" said Paige.
"Piper, Paige is right. If she's an innocent then you could never live with yourself for killing her. If she is after Wyatt, then maybe we can get names of other demons after him. There's no way she'd be working alone in this." reasoned Phoebe.
"Okay Pheebs, we'll do it your way, but if she gets away then I'm not responsible for my actions!"
They walked back to the living room but Jamie had gone.
"Where is she? Did the freeze wear off?" asked Phoebe, confused.
"No, look the clock's not moving. But how, why didn't she freeze?" asked Paige
"I don't know but I have a bad feeling about this."
The short silence was interrupted by the shrill ringing of Phoebe's phone. Phoebe walked into the hall to answer it.
"Hello … Yes Elise I do want to … I know but … I know but I have a family emergency at the moment, can't we reschedule … OK I'll be there as soon as possible." Phoebe hung up defeated.
She came back to the living room and saw Chris orbing out. "Where's he off to now?"
"He said the elders were calling him. He said it was important so he had to go."
"Piper I've gotta go too, I've got an interview with some magazine."
"Well Pheebs can't you reschedule it or something?"
"Sweetie, I tried but it's already been cancelled twice and if I don't go in today then Elise is threatening to cut the column."
"Fine, but hurry we have to find that girl to find the demon who's after Wyatt."
Phoebe walked out. Paige was about to say something when Piper cut her off. "No! Not you too. You can miss your temp job for this."
"Actually I was gonna say, shall I check the book of shadow's for unfreezable demon types?"
"Oh, sorry. Yes Paige that would be a good idea. Also could you make some all purpose potions. If we have to go up against something immune to our powers it would be better to have a backup plan."
"Sure honey. Look we're gonna get the demon who attacked Wyatt… erm … will attack Wyatt? I dunno I'm no good with this tense stuff. Just don't worry; we're in a better position this time. We know there something out there. It's just a matter of time."