Prologue
Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction, so I hope you guys enjoy it. This is set a few months after the season 8 finale; it based off ideas from the season 6 premiere. Please read and review! I'd love to hear what y'all think, whether it be criticism or praise. This first part is a bit short and vague, but more will be revealed in the coming chapters. The chapters will also be lengthened.
Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed.
"After all these years, it's finally beginning."
Every single eye in Valhalla was glued on the explosion of lights on the horizon. This was the sign that they had been waiting for, the signal that the Final World Battle between good and evil was starting.
The leader, Freyja addressed the two other Valkyrie standing in front of her, "Do you think we have the strength to do this?"
"We've been training for millennia for this very moment," Mist, the second-in-command answered, nervously pulling her thin blonde hair back with a headband. "We have to be ready. We have no other choice now."
Freyja responded with a frown on her face, "Well, there's one thing we could do to secure our victory…."
Kara spoke up for the first time, anger flaring up in her stormy blue eyes, "We made a vow never to do that. It would undermine all of our values and beliefs."
"We have to. Without her, we may not have the power to take on evil by ourselves," Mist stated with cold determination, shaking her head at Kara.
Kara began to say, "Our training has been going on for centuries. That should be enou-"
"Evil's been training, too," Freyja interjected. She crossed her arms and said, "We need the girl if we want the edge that will help us defeat everything evil can throw at her."
"But the only way for one to become a Valkyrie is to join us willingly, and she would never do that. She has a life on Earth and would never leave it, not if it meant losing her family," Kara pointed out. "The only way for us to get her up here would be to take her dying soul and turn her into a warrior."
"Then so be it," Freyja decided. "We'll do it now, before we begin the fight. We need her powers and expertise to get through this."
Kara tried one last attempt to save this poor girl's soul, "But what about her sisters? They'll never just let us take her without a fight. Once they know we have her, they'll go to the end of the earth to find her."
"To the world, she'll be dead. There'll be no reason to go looking for her," Freyja insisted.
'But they'll still want revenge against us for killing her- they'll figure out that it was us soon enough. They didn't try to destroy us last time, even though we took their whitelighter, because they thought we had a noble purpose. They probably won't let us get away with that again. This could be the end of the Valkyrie," Kara argued vehemently. Her hand began to slowly inch towards the dagger she always kept strapped at her side.
Mist shook her head at that, an idea already in place for that possibility, "We can pin it on a demon. The Charmed Ones get attacked all the time, so we won't have to wait too long. We'll manipulate events so that the witch loses."
Kara's eyes slowly widened in horror. Helping evil kill a good witch? How could Mist even suggest something like this? She furiously protested, "We can't assist evil in a task like that. We are forces of good- we never associate with evil, no matter the circumstances!"
"The demon will be killed shortly afterwards- if not by the sisters, then by us. Her sacrifice will be avenged," Freyja decided with her words reeking of confidence in the plan.
This was the point at which Kara realized she was not going to convince these two that these was the wrong plan, even if this could give them an edge. There were other ways, ways that didn't break their moral code, that could be used to win this war. She gripped the necklace around her neck, and almost immediately a green portal appeared. She stepped through it without a word to Freyja and Mist. The pair stared as the angry woman disappeared through the portal.
Freyja turned to reassure Mist, who was still looking uncertainly at where the portal had been, "We have to do this. For the world's sake." She put her hand on the woman's shoulder, gently comforting her. "Now go get the rest of the women- we have a soul to collect."