Disclaimer: The Charmed Characters are the property of Aaron Spelling and Constance Burge. I just borrow them for your enjoyment and my writing addiction.
This takes place a few days after Soul Survivor in Season six...
Stolen Souls
She hovered just out of sight as always. Waiting for the right time to appear. revealing herself only to the one whom would be going with her, another innocent for her collection.
She saw the fatal blow coming long before he did as his soul lifted from his body.
At first he felt light, free, then the pain swarmed around him. It felt like fire on his skin but there was no flame. Then just as suddenly the pain stopped as he fell to the floor exhausted. The darkness was all around him as he rose to his feet not really sure what had happened. He knew he was dead, but he always thought he would end up somewhere brighter.
His eyes cast, taking those around him. Walking slowly as in pain from some unforeseen force. He felt a tightened grip to his arm pulling him in a different direction. He fought to keep his eyes on the ones he had seen but soon his vision was blocked.
He panicked when he felt the shackles snap around his ankles. As he was then pushed forward.
"What?"
"SILENCE!" the voice from behind him boomed loudly in his ear as he was pushed forward to his knees.
The deep throated voice before him spoke, "You have done well again my dear."
"Yes well, I knew you were getting a little short on lawyers."
"Their souls are easy prey. I am surprised at you."
"You know the price for good souls. This is a special lawyer. He actually did good in the world."
"Then you have indeed out done yourself. Finding a Good lawyer. Not an easy quest." He smiled as the man before him almost quivered. "You know what I really want. Name your price."
"And I told you before. NOT for sale. That soul is mine." She stated matter-of-factly.
He bowed his head, "Another time then."
All she did was smile and tip her head back to him before leaving him a flash of flames.
He looked up in time to see her disappear in flames. He then turned his head towards the man on the floor before him.
"Where am I? Who are you people?"
"You are in my little version of hell. And who we are, is of no concern of yours. Just know that you are here now. Forever as my slave." His hand waved in front of him sending his new soul slave to the pits of Hades.
She slipped out of her dress as she had many times before after seeing him. He was one of her worst buyers. Just being in his world made her feel dirty. As she slipped into something more comfortable she walked over to the opening in the cavern wall in her private chamber. From there she could see her private collection. The ones that most demons would pay greatly for, some had.
Some she even eventually got tired or bored from, but her eyes fell to one group. A part of what she had, that she knew she would never tire having with her in her own world. The souls she had craved so long for. The souls of witches. Souls she would still gather. For there were a few she still wanted. Rare catches of good: The soul of the Charmed Ones, to complete her collection.
Phoebe sat at her desk at the Bay Mirror trying to put together the finishing touches on her column for the next edition. It still made her some what angry when she thought of what Paige had done a few days before. Killing herself to save the soul of that man. She thought maybe she had pushed her sister into it. She was just worried about Paige the same way Prue had worried about her, but this was different. They had to work as a team and Paige was making it her mission to fly solo.
The ringing of her phone brought her out of her thoughts.
"Phoebe Halliwell."
"I thought we were doing lunch Miss 'I'm to busy for breakfast with her sister.' "
"Piper. Oh god, I'm so sorry, I forgot." Phoebe closed her eyes as she pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to push back the headache she felt coming on.
"I figured you would." Piper replied as she hung up the phone. "Headache sis?"
Phoebe looked up to meet her big sisters smile. "Yeah."
"I figured you would forget ,so I packed lunch to go." Piper lifted up the picnic basket in her one hand as the other held onto Wyatt. "I also thought maybe you could use a nephew fix."
Phoebe made her way around her desk and took Wyatt from Pipers arms. Taking him from his car seat she pulled him into a warm hug.
"Your Mummy is sooo smart." She said to him as she rested her forehead against his before placing a kiss on the same spot.
Piper watched Phoebe with her son and smiled. Seeing Phoebe with Wyatt brought a smile to her face every time. It reminded her of Prue with Phoebe when they were younger. Always there to take her from Grams after their mother died. Sure Wyatt was a lot younger, but to Piper it seemed the same. Phoebe was always there for her no matter what she had to do. Phoebe was her go to girl when it came to Wyatt.
"So you talk to Paige yet?" Phoebe asked as she tried to play peek-a-boo with Wyatt.
"No. She was gone by the time I had a chance to talk to her. I think she knew what was coming and took off." Piper explained as she placed a plate on Phoebes desk.
"Well we have to pin her down. She can't go off killing herself without telling us."
Piper looked up at Phoebe at her choice of words.
"Ok sorry bad choice of words, but she can't. I mean after two years she has to know we are ALL in this together. She can't play this game solo."
"I know, I know, but what are we supposed to do? Tie her down. Bind her powers." Piper answered not really sure of the real answer. "I think inside she is still trying to get past the sister thing. I mean think about it she was an only child for over 20 yrs. Now she has us."
"I know you're right but she still needs to understand."
Wyatt chewed on a cookie while Phoebe and Piper talked more.
"You know in some ways she reminds me of Prue." Phoebe tossed out not really sure why.
"Excuse me? Are you saying Prue was irresponsible?"
"No its her 'I can do it attitude' that reminds me of her. Face it, Prue always took charge, and figured she could handle anything. Just like Paige is now."
Piper thought a moment at what Phoebe was saying. "Maybe."
"Know it." Phoebe replied
"Know you." Piper laughed.
"What?" Phoebe looked up from her tickle fest with Wyatt
"You. You are more like Prue everyday then you would ever admit."
"Yeah riight." Phoebe laughed.
"I'm serious Miss. 'I am too busy for this and to busy for that.' You have become a workaholic like Prue was. Just admit it, it isn't a bad thing." Piper laughed seeing her sister trying to deny what she was saying but she knew eventually her sister would see her words.
Phoebe fell silent as she lifted Wyatt up above her and brought him down other face giving him a kiss. Hearing his laughter made her heart smile.
"Maybe. I just want her to be proud of me, even now."
Piper watched as her sister placed Wyatt in his carrier and placed a kiss on his face.
"I gotta get back to this." Phoebe said quietly letting Piper know lunch and any more discussion on Prue was over.
"Ok. I'll see you tonight then." She reached over and hugged Phoebe before lifting Wyatt's carry in her hands, "I didn't mean to upset you Phoebe. And she is proud of you. We all are." She said as she turned and left the office. "Love you." She added before leaving completely.
Phoebe watched as her sister made her way through the bullpen before turning back to her article.
Later the evening she stepped into the attic of the Manor. She ran her hand over the symbol on the BOS, but her mind was following her eyes to another direction of the room that held all their old treasures. As she reached for one box to access another her world suddenly turned black and white.
She wandered aimlessly seeing different people all around her. Different in size, shapes and colours. She suddenly felt the sting of a whip striking her back as she cried out in pain
Paige was the first to rush into the attic and seeing her older sister on the floor ran to her quickly. "Phoebe?" she reached out to touch her but the sight of the blood on her back almost caused her to pull away. "Phoebe?" She spoke again softly seeing her sister in pain
"Paige what? Oh my god." Piper started as she reached out for her younger sister. "Phoebs. What happen?" she asked the question but she already knew the answer. It was a part of her premonition power that had grown. And now her sister was 'caught' in her own vision, to a point where she felt what would happen to her.
Phoebe looked up at Piper and Paige, as she came out of her vision, not really sure how to even explain what was going on. All she felt was the stinging pain her back. How could she tell them what she saw when it made no sense to her? She closed her eyes to block out the pain but also the image in her head. The image of her own sister being tortured: Prues soul in the hands of evil.
