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except for any made up ones. Charmed's owned by who whoever owns it.
Chapter 1
This is who I am. Melinda Prudence Halliwell. I'm the usual fourteen-year-old girl who spends most her time at the mall or hanging with friends at the Skate Park and as you know struggling with school and grades. If I weren't struggling I wouldn't be writing this. People tell me I'm good looking with dark hair and bright blue eyes. That may be right, but I think I'm too short. At least standing to my sixteen-year-old cousin Psytora Dean. Psytora stands at five nine with brown eyes and long brown hair with model like good looks that make most of the girls at this school envy her. She doesn't seem to notice this or maybe she didn't care. Psytora's a big tomboy. All she wears is guy clothes and loves to play sports specially Hockey and Football. She tries out for both teams every year and never make it, but always keeps it together and is never agitated about it It's what I admire most about her. Her dedication to never give up. We may seem like your average teens, but were not. Psytora's part witch and I'm part Whitelighter and witch.
Our mothers once made up two of the three members of the charmed ones. Our Aunt Paige made up the third one replacing our Aunt Prue who died in a demon attack. Aunt Paige died too before my oldest brother Wyatt was even one years old and she died trying to fight a warlock alone. Her fiancé Richard. Their Whitelighter at the time, Chris Perry tried to save her, but he was too late. After Aunt Paige's death he filled in for her. No one understood how he could replace her in the power of three. He died too. Alone, killed by someone he obviously knew which made Phoebe and Paige expect it was someone from the future. The mystery of who Chris was became solved when my moms second son, my brother Chris who she named after their fallen half witch half whitelighter started looking more and more like him every year.
Chris is now sixteen and unlike Wyatt and me his real father isn't Leo. His father was a part demon, warlock, and darklighter that shape shifted into my father to get to my mother. They hunted the demon, but was never able to catch him. He's still out there, but they don't talk much about it. After Chris was born Mom and Aunt Phoebe binded his powers and since my parents got back together my dad adopted him. For the most part we all get along with Chris.. At least that's what we let people think, but him and Wyatt are always constantly going at it. Sibling rivalry I guess or maybe there's something more.. Only one Chris gets along with in the family is Aunt Phoebe's second husband.. Or first husband remarried. whatever you want to call it, Cole. They both have a lot in common.
Uncle Cole isn't Psytora's father even though he's more of a father than her real father was. Jason Dean learned of Aunt Phoebe's powers and didn't hit the road at first, but he did have his own ideas. He tried to exploit her powers and when she said no, he left her. Course he also ended up having to leave half his money and house in California too. Aunt Phoebe went to a different paper to work as an advice columnist and gave most of the money she got from Jason to charity. If the relationships or fighting family members doesn't get us the constant demon attacks will. Now are you sorry you asked about my family?
Melinda pushed a piece of dark hair back behind her ear, rereading the essay she wrote for school. Who was she kidding? In a perfect world she could turn that in, but this isn't a perfect world. Here they had to hide they were witches. She often wondered why, but her Mom and Aunt both spoke of a future where Aunt Prue was alive and witches were known about. It wasn't a good future and they didn't want her, her cousin or her brothers to have to go through that. The teen threw the paper in the garbage and grabbed a clean sheet, beginning her rewriting. She glanced at the clock, reading six. God homework was taking forever! At this rate the mall would be closed before she could get there.
Only if she had Astral Projection like Psytora. Than she could be here making it seem like she was doing her homework, but was really at the mall having fun. Melinda's powers consisted of temporal stasis, premonitions, and orbing. None of which were helping her right now. She's tried orbing before, but was caught by her father or her perfect brother Wyatt and freezing didn't work on her family members except Chris, but he is never left in charge when their parents went out. Only Wyatt and it was either his way or you were locked in your room all night.
The teen went back to her paper, but looked at the vent in her floor when she suddenly heard her father's voice in the living room below.
"Where are you going?"
"Around."
When she heard Chris' voice she groaned. Not again. She thought.
"Where are you going to be back?" Leo's voice was calm like it always was. He never seemed to argue.
"I don't know." Chris' voice made him sound like he was in a hurry. For what she wondered.
"It's a school night, so be back at eleven and I need to know where you're going just in case we need to get a hold of you."
"If you need to get a hold of me call my cell. Where I'm going is none of your business." Melinda heard the front door slam shut as Chris left.
Chapter 1
This is who I am. Melinda Prudence Halliwell. I'm the usual fourteen-year-old girl who spends most her time at the mall or hanging with friends at the Skate Park and as you know struggling with school and grades. If I weren't struggling I wouldn't be writing this. People tell me I'm good looking with dark hair and bright blue eyes. That may be right, but I think I'm too short. At least standing to my sixteen-year-old cousin Psytora Dean. Psytora stands at five nine with brown eyes and long brown hair with model like good looks that make most of the girls at this school envy her. She doesn't seem to notice this or maybe she didn't care. Psytora's a big tomboy. All she wears is guy clothes and loves to play sports specially Hockey and Football. She tries out for both teams every year and never make it, but always keeps it together and is never agitated about it It's what I admire most about her. Her dedication to never give up. We may seem like your average teens, but were not. Psytora's part witch and I'm part Whitelighter and witch.
Our mothers once made up two of the three members of the charmed ones. Our Aunt Paige made up the third one replacing our Aunt Prue who died in a demon attack. Aunt Paige died too before my oldest brother Wyatt was even one years old and she died trying to fight a warlock alone. Her fiancé Richard. Their Whitelighter at the time, Chris Perry tried to save her, but he was too late. After Aunt Paige's death he filled in for her. No one understood how he could replace her in the power of three. He died too. Alone, killed by someone he obviously knew which made Phoebe and Paige expect it was someone from the future. The mystery of who Chris was became solved when my moms second son, my brother Chris who she named after their fallen half witch half whitelighter started looking more and more like him every year.
Chris is now sixteen and unlike Wyatt and me his real father isn't Leo. His father was a part demon, warlock, and darklighter that shape shifted into my father to get to my mother. They hunted the demon, but was never able to catch him. He's still out there, but they don't talk much about it. After Chris was born Mom and Aunt Phoebe binded his powers and since my parents got back together my dad adopted him. For the most part we all get along with Chris.. At least that's what we let people think, but him and Wyatt are always constantly going at it. Sibling rivalry I guess or maybe there's something more.. Only one Chris gets along with in the family is Aunt Phoebe's second husband.. Or first husband remarried. whatever you want to call it, Cole. They both have a lot in common.
Uncle Cole isn't Psytora's father even though he's more of a father than her real father was. Jason Dean learned of Aunt Phoebe's powers and didn't hit the road at first, but he did have his own ideas. He tried to exploit her powers and when she said no, he left her. Course he also ended up having to leave half his money and house in California too. Aunt Phoebe went to a different paper to work as an advice columnist and gave most of the money she got from Jason to charity. If the relationships or fighting family members doesn't get us the constant demon attacks will. Now are you sorry you asked about my family?
Melinda pushed a piece of dark hair back behind her ear, rereading the essay she wrote for school. Who was she kidding? In a perfect world she could turn that in, but this isn't a perfect world. Here they had to hide they were witches. She often wondered why, but her Mom and Aunt both spoke of a future where Aunt Prue was alive and witches were known about. It wasn't a good future and they didn't want her, her cousin or her brothers to have to go through that. The teen threw the paper in the garbage and grabbed a clean sheet, beginning her rewriting. She glanced at the clock, reading six. God homework was taking forever! At this rate the mall would be closed before she could get there.
Only if she had Astral Projection like Psytora. Than she could be here making it seem like she was doing her homework, but was really at the mall having fun. Melinda's powers consisted of temporal stasis, premonitions, and orbing. None of which were helping her right now. She's tried orbing before, but was caught by her father or her perfect brother Wyatt and freezing didn't work on her family members except Chris, but he is never left in charge when their parents went out. Only Wyatt and it was either his way or you were locked in your room all night.
The teen went back to her paper, but looked at the vent in her floor when she suddenly heard her father's voice in the living room below.
"Where are you going?"
"Around."
When she heard Chris' voice she groaned. Not again. She thought.
"Where are you going to be back?" Leo's voice was calm like it always was. He never seemed to argue.
"I don't know." Chris' voice made him sound like he was in a hurry. For what she wondered.
"It's a school night, so be back at eleven and I need to know where you're going just in case we need to get a hold of you."
"If you need to get a hold of me call my cell. Where I'm going is none of your business." Melinda heard the front door slam shut as Chris left.