The sun had set for another day and San Francisco was a new hot spot for the undead population. What they didn't know was that a young girl about fourteen years old was watching there every move they made. She had slivery brown hair and matching colour eyes. Short as she was she was also very fast at what she did for a job. And as she was once told into every generation a slayer is born ... ...
The Halliwell manor was the home to three girls and their grandmother penny Halliwell. The three girls were between the ages of sixteen and twelve. The eldest Halliwell grandchild was sixteen with raven hair and bight blue eyes not to mention a boy magnet like the youngest Halliwell who was only twelve years old, blonde hair and brown eyes. And were was the middle child the helper, friend and the invisible one at most times. Only fourteen she was short for her age and her hair was a natural weird colour of slivery brown with matching coloured eyes. Always coming home bruised up and bloody from a fight or two.
At this time of day, Grams would be starting the dishes with Prue's help (The eldest) Phoebe at the table doing her homework. (Youngest) While the middle child sneaked out of the house unnoticed, With Her over night bag over her shoulder. In her jacket pocket were her wooden friends and the clear liquid known as holly water. Her long slivery brown hair hanged in its usual ponytail on the top of her head.
The fresh evening air hit her face as she walked down the peaceful street towards an old a banded warehouse were someone special awaited for her arrival. Her name was… Piper halliwell