Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, or any of it's characters unfortunately. However I've created my own characters I hope you'll grow to love just the same.

Dear Readers: This is a spin-off about Phoebe's daughters and how their lives develop in their adult years. Future chapters will begin to bring in conflict.

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1.01: POWERS FROM THE HEART

Story By: Brando

Written By: Brando

Two dark shadows moved through the dark cave. They walked swiftly towards one end of the cavern in which a stone pedestal stood in the center. One of the men, Demetrius, walked towards the pedestal and lifted up a small stone. The stone was round and carved into the finest gold.

"Believe it or not, Demetrius, those stones are ancient. They hold a rare power I have yet to discover." the other man, Quinton, spoke.

"I thought I've told you I need to know what those stones do, as soon as possible. She'll be furious with me if I don't know." Demetrius replied.

"These stones are long before her time, are they not?" Quinton asked.

Demetrius turned over the stones, and began to examine them fully. "I see there is no way of knowing how they work. They must hold such great power, for being so secretive."

"I've spent the past few weeks finding their burial spot and cleaning them from the rock in which they were bound." Quinton stated. He walked up and grabbed another one and began to hold it to his eyes.

"Have you tried possessing someone?" Demetrius asked.

Quinton was a possessor demon, one who almost never tried to possess victims. He believed that possessing another was only necessary in times of desperate measure. This issue however, did not seem so desperate, yet.

"No, but you have not tried out your powers to translate them yet either." Quinton said, angrily. "I'm tired of being the one who must work this entire time. Do you not have a plan of your own?"

"I do, but I can not put it into motion yet. You need not forget the places I've come from." Demetrius said. He set the stone back down on the pedestal and started for the exit of the cave.

"Do you plan to reveal what your plan is?" Quinton asked, "I thought we worked together these days."

"You'll find out my plan, when I'm damn well and ready to tell you." Demetrius said as he exited the cave.

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"Who hear believes in the supernatural?" Mrs. Stansky asked her fourth hour class of History.

History had to be one of the most boring classes of the day. Precious Halliwell sat in the back of the classroom trying not to fall asleep. It was time to talk about the history of Salem and witch trials, one subject she'd gotten tired of studying back in sophomore year. She'd already known so much about the witch trials by reading up on it back in Junior High. Apparently it was relevant to discuss the same subjects once a year, every year, and it was getting pretty tiring.

"Doesn't anyone want to know about the Salem Witch Trials?" Mrs. Stansky asked. She was a rather nervous looking woman with shabby hair and proper clothing fit for a pioneer, "I guess we'll just have to start the video."

A video was just the thing to put Precious to sleep. She pushed her long blonde hair behind her shoulder and slumped in her chair. In Precious's family, she had two older sisters. Her mother, Phoebe Halliwell, had given them each a name that started with a "P" and it was suiting for their family's tradition.

Precious didn't know what was going on with her family lately. She supposed that it was just that everyone seemed too busy for each other lately that they hardly spoke. Her oldest sisters, Peyton, was always more obsessed with her boyfriend Jonathan, who she'd been dating for nearly six months. The other sister, Penelope, was only nineteen and she spent most of her time studying for her college exams or daydreaming. In fact, Precious was beginning to notice that Precious's daydreams were now a regular part of her schedule this week.

The bell was about to ring. Students gathered their possessions and prepared to leave. Precious was headed for lunch and this seemed like the worst part of the day for her. Precious didn't have any friends and she found it hard to get a table to herself, because it was physically impossible to feel invisible at lunch. One girl, Serena Meyers, absolutely hated Precious. Precious didn't like to be around her at any time but she couldn't help standing near Serena's brother when she got the chance. Trent Meyers, seemed like the complete opposite of Serena and he was one of the most popular boys in school.

Precious took her food and decided to sit down at an empty table, knowing full well that it would soon be full of preppy blondes trying to kick her out. That was another thing that always got to Precious. She was a skinny blonde girl with the same physique of a prep, or a cheerleader, but it just wasn't in her interest to do those certain activities. She also found it rather unique of herself that she had the lightest hair of everyone in her family, but it was only because she'd decided to try a new look for senior year, therefore she went with blonde.

"Excuse me, you're sitting in my spot." one girl announced as Precious turned to look her in the eye. If it weren't for the next six girls that quickly gathered behind her, Precious would have argued against the girls rude outburst.

"I'm sorry, let me just grab my things." Precious said, gathering her book bag and her lunch and moving away. She started for another table and began to sit down, "I knew that would happen."

Precious began to open her water bottle as another girl bumped against her back on the way past. Water spilled halfway down her new blouse and Precious looked around in embarrassment at the girl who'd bumped her. It was, in fact, Serena Meyers.

"Oh, sorry about that. That blouse was hideous anyways." Serena said.

Everything began to cloud in Precious's eyes. She felt as though a thousand eyes were watching her as she started to stand up.

"Serena, was that really necessary?" Trent Meyers asked as he walked towards Precious. Precious began to smile, someone she hardly knew was arguing with his own sister for assaulting her.

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Demetrius stood behind a pillar, watching as Precious started to stand from the table she'd now moved to. He smiled and started to snigger as he slowly dissolved into thin air.

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As lunch passed, Precious started into the girls bathroom now the school was nearly over. She was so irritated with Serena for the events at lunch and how Trent had not really done anything to assure she was okay. She slowly leaned against the mirror and thought badly about how she wanted to go home.

She could feel the deep excitement and rush of anxiety in her heart and suddenly she felt as though she was gliding. She was hovering high above the city and lights shined past her as she felt the wind whip her face. She slowly looked around and noticed that the dank setting of the girls restroom was no longer around her. She spotted her bed in the corner, her dresser and picture covered mirror on one side, and then she headed for the door to her living room, confused the entire time.

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"How did I get home?" she asked as she opened the door. She looked around the room, wondering what in the hell had happened. She noticed the small kitchen table set in the left corner and the long glass windows that shined the afternoon sun upon the living room. Precious lived in a beautiful condo on the third floor of complex D with her parents, Phoebe and Coop Halliwell. It came shocking to Precious that her father didn't have an official last name so her entire family had the mothers first name as part of a family tradition.

"How did you get in here? Precious?" Penelope asked, walking around the corner from the kitchen.

"Penelope, did you see how I got home?" Precious asked.

"What do you mean did I see? I didn't see you walk through the front door like you usually do." Penelope said, smiling.

"I don't remember how I got home, this is freaking me out." Precious said.

"Well, where's the last place you remember being? School isn't out yet." Penelope asked.

"I had a horrible day at school and I was just in the bathroom after lunch. I remember wanting to come home so badly and now I'm here. How do you explain that?" she asked again, still more confused.

"You really did it then, didn't you? You used the powers from the heart." Penelope said.

"I did what?" she asked, getting annoyed.

"Did you happen to feel any sudden winds or anything strange just before you came home?" Penelope asked, more interested than before.

"I felt my heart give a light toss and I felt as though I was flying over the city. Is that wierd or what?" Precious asked, she was beginning to get annoyed with all the questions she, herself, was asking.

Penelope smiled and looked around the room.

"Mom, Dad, come here quick!" Penelope shouted.

"Where are Mom and Dad? I don't think they can hear you." Precious stated.

"Oh, they can. Trust me." Penelope reassured as bright pink lights appeared in the room. A heart formed from the lights and Phoebe and Coop, the parents, appeared in the room. They spotted Penelope instantly to find out what the problem was as Phoebe's eyes landed on Precious.

"Precious! What are you doing home so early?" Phoebe asked.

Before Precious could explain the wierd teleportation, Penelope spoke.

"Mom, Precious used her powers to get home. She's finally tapped into her powers!" Penelope exclaimed. "Does this mean my powers are going to get stronger? Where I can actually control my dreams?"

"What the hell is going on? Penelope what are you talking about?" Precious asked backing away from the room. She could hardly believe her eyes and it was freaking her out to see that moments ago, her parents had appeared strangely in the room. She was beginning to wonder if that indeed was how she had landed in her bedroom.

"Precious, sweetie, I know this may come as a shock to you, but you aren't dreaming." Coop said.

"It does come as a shock to me, but I think I just teleported here like you did." Nobody spoke for a minute as Phoebe and Coop smiled at each other. "But how? I mean, why? I don't believe in the supernatural. This is all very wierd to me." Precious said.

"Of course it's going to be wierd. Do you think I was fine with it when I recieved my powers?" Penelope asked. "I mean, I only recieved them as my eighteenth birthday rolled around and you're recieving your powers way before your eighteenth birthday."

"Not necessarily, my birthday is in two months. You have powers too?" Precious asked, suddenly a bit more excited. She may not have believed in the supernatural but this might be exactly what she needed to make her life a little bit more interesting. She wanted to know everything about magic now and all the secrets of her family's history. Her parents, afterall had powers, and it was clear that Penelope was about to explain hers, which meant that Peyton must have powers too.

"I am a Dream Weaver, as many may call it. I simply have mom's power of premonition and I'm able to see the future or interract with time in my dreams. And Peyton is a levitator, she also knows quite a bit about anything. She has super-intelligence in times of desperate measure." Penelope explained.

It was clear to Precious that her sisters had derived powers from their mother and she had no clue if she had derived powers from her or not. Why this was no longer a shock to Precious she couldn't explain. After all, this was beginning to unfold all the strange mysteries about her family and she had just started on supernatural topics that morning in class. Precious was very keen to get started on supernatural topics now that she'd experienced it herself.

"I see this isn't coming as such a shock to you anymore, honey. You see, when I found out I was a witch, I wasn't shocked at all. I was surprised and excited." Phoebe said. "But that was oh so long ago. I've been at this for much longer than you but I can clearly say that you're going to have good times and bad times with this new responsibility."

"Bad times? What could possibly be bad about this?" Precious asked.

"Protecting the innocent, we have to stop demons." Penelope said.

Oh great, so demons and evil creatures exist too? Precious thought. This was becoming a bit too much but she wanted to hear more. "So where do I get my powers from?"

"Well, it's obvious that you teleported home, so you must have your father's powers." Phoebe stated.

"I want to know more, tell me everything about anything." Precious said as she sat down on the couch beside her parents. She knew this was something good, she was meant to have this special power and she had a feeling it was going to help her gain friends at school. Senior year had just become better.

"There's so much to tell, let's start at the beginning." Phoebe said as Penelope smiled and sat down in a chair across from them in the living room. Phoebe spoke again, "It all started back in the late nineties..."

Within the next half hour, Precious had learned that she was not only a witch, but that her entire family was raised as witches. Her cousins were witches with their very own book of shadows, and her half cousins were magical beings known as whitelighters. Precious had a feeling this was going to be extremely cool, and she was starting to consider herself, a cupidic witch. The daughter of a witch and a cupid, was definitely an interesting trait. However, she couldn't wait to try out some magic on a demon.

"Won't demons be able to get in here and harm us?" Precious asked.

"No, I've had the condo surrounded with crystals for many years now. Don't worry though, I'm sure you'll be a good demon fighter one day." Phoebe said.

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Demetrius appeared in the cave in a whirl of winds. Quinton sat waiting for him.

"You're going to have to possess someone, begin your plans, Quinton." Demetrius said as he threw grains of sand into a small metal bowl.

"Where are you going?" Quinton asked, standing up more abruptly.

"The cupidic-witch, has just recieved her powers. I've failed my first mission and now I must return to my time to face my punishment." Demetrius roared as he hurled a fireball into the metal bowl.

Flames erupted from the bowl and began to engulf him.

"You must figure out the code of these ancient stones, I am counting on you and I will know if you fail." Demetrius said as he vanished and the flames died down. Quinton stared around the room. What did he mean by Cupidic Witch? He had to get close to the new witches in town and trick them into giving him power. However, that was too far to come, and he was off to make his plans.

END OF CHAPTER ONE

AUTHORS NOTE: Dear Readers, I really hope you enjoyed this first chapter and the other chapters to come will be longer and more enjoyable. This first story merely sets up the rest of the first series and more information shall be revealed as we go. Please read and review on here or on C-net. Thank you very much.