Prue's POV

2036- Forks, Washington

I dove behind my couch, avoiding yet another fire ball from Bianca. I bit my lip, still bleeding from the stupid bitch taking some of my powers. The wound in my chest isn't pretty but it will keep me from using some of my powers.

"Dad!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. He wouldn't hear me. He never seems to now a days. I glanced over my shoulder and saw the time portal. I bit and prayed this would work. I threw the couch at Bianca with a flick of my wrist and turned to the portal.

"No!" I heard her scream before I jumped into the portal.


2004- Forks, Washington

I almost, keyword being almost, screamed when I hit the wet fuzzy patch of green. I blew the grass out my hair and then bit my lip. I was in a meadow. Out the corner of my eye, I saw something twinkle. I glanced over and my mouth dropped open. A person was sparkling, like diamonds, and it hurt my eyes.

This person was a boy, with bronze colored hair, well a blur anyway. I felt my head spin before I finally collapsed from the wounds Bianca had given me.

Esme's POV

The door opened and the smell of blood poured in. I held my breath and found Edward holding a girl. Her dark colored hair fell over her eyes. But she was very familiar. "Edward," I said looking at my son. "What's going on?"

"I found this girl in the meadow," I smiled. Edward and Bella's meadow was their sacred place. They loved each other deeply and I was happy for them. Mainly because they were now more inseparable than ever, but my smile faded when the girl groaned in pain.

"Crazy bitch," she muttered under her breath.

"Put her on the couch. I'll call your father."

Before Carlisle got home, the girl had woken up with a jolt. "Where am I? Ouch," she said and her hand went to her chest.

"Are you hurt there?" I asked. "Lay down dear," I tried to push her back without hurting her.

She was hesitate at first, but she did as she was told and laid down. I was careful with her shirt when I opened it, I gasped. There was a wound in her chest, like someone had punched her there. "Sweetheart, who did this to you?" I asked.

"I don't remember..." she muttered.

"My husband will be home soon, just rest." I told her. She nodded and closed her eyes. Suddenly I knew who she looked like. She looked like Bella.

Prue's POV

You know that throbbing pain you get when you wake up? I got that. And it was very, very painful. Even Dad couldn't heal it. I placed a hand to my chest, and felt bandages. Looking down, I saw my arm was bandaged as well as the hole in my chest. A blonde man of twenty-three was smiling at me. His gold eyes told me he wasn't human. But he was a warlock or a demon either.

"Good to see you're awake," he said to me. His English accent was faded but slightly detectable. "My name is Carlisle Cullen. My son found you in the woods bleeding. Who did this to you?" he asked me. I looked around to see the woman who had spoken to me earlier. "That is my wife, Esme," he said seeing were I was looking.

"Nice to meet you both. And to answer your question, my evil step mother did this to me," I said with a stern voice. They weren't human, so I couldn't reveal too much information. I would remember to look this up in the Book of Shadows later.

"May we have your name?"

"Prue Perry," I said after a moment of hesitation. I couldn't reveal I was a Halliwell. "Can I leave now?"

"Do you have a place to stay?" Esme asked me. I shook my head. "You can stay with us."

"I'll have to decline. I can stay at a hotel; I've got enough money for that. I was going to live with my grandfather anyway," I muttered. Which was a lie? I was actually going to try and call Grandpa Leo. He could help me, if he wasn't an Avatar yet. Or an old ancestor.

"Are you sure?"

"Very," I smiled. My stomach growled suddenly and I blushed.

"I'll run to the market and get something to eat for you," Esme said.

"No, I'll call Edward. He should be picking up Bella anyway. He can buy some food for the both of them," Carlisle said with a smile. I looked at Carlisle.

"Bella?" I asked. isn't that mom's middle name?!Shit what did Bianca do!

"Bella is Edward's girlfriend. She's very sweet," Carlisle said, "You look a bit like her. Are you both related?" he asked confused.

"Uh, no," I lied, "But you know what they say, "It's a small world after all, and all that," I said with a nervous chuckle."Um, do you guys have a library or something?"

"Yes," Esme said. "Down the hall and to the left," she said pointing to the white stairs.

"Thank you," I said and dashed out the room to the library. I locked the door and looked around, frantically searching for a piece of paper. Bianca may have taken my powers, but she only took some. When I couldn't find one, I sighed.

Bella's POV

Esme hugged me the moment I walked in the door. "Hello Bella, how are you?"

"I'm fine," I smiled. Why did I not just use my real name? I noticed the bloody bandages on the counter and suddenly felt sick, "Um Esme," I stuttered putting my hand over my mouth and nose.

"Oh, sorry dear, I forget you're squeamish around blood," she said and took the bandages and went to set them on fire in the kitchen. "Oh, why don't you go into the library? I found a book for you earlier," she called for the kitchen. I nodded and walked off. As I reached for the handle I could hear something inside.

"Come on!" A female voice yelled. She was grunting. She let out a frustrated sigh. "I hate Phoenixes! Okay, breathe, just breathe and concentrate," than I heard chanting, "Powers of the witches rise, Come to me from across the skies, Return my magic, give me back, All that was taken from the attack!"

After a few minutes, the girl yelled again. "Damn you Bianca!"

I opened the door and gasped. A girl stood there, no older than fifteen. Her hair was a dark brown color and her eyes were blue. She wore a black jacket over a black t-shirt that said Team Damon on it. Her pants were black skinny jeans and her shoes were chucks. But what scared me was I felt like I was looking at another version of myself. She looked at me, shocked as well. Than her lips moved.

"Kailah," she said shocked.

She knew my name. How did she know my name? Was she a demon or a female warlock? No, she was chanting just a few moments ago. She must have been a witch. But she was rather young for one. She looked at me with those green eyes, eyes I've seen in my dreams many times, but not on her.

They were on two people, a boy, who was a year older than me, and a woman who looked to be thirty-one years old. They almost looked the same, the same dark colored hair and green eyes that looked at you, searching for the truth. But this girl, she looked at me like she had known me and was seeing me for the first time in years. "You know my name," I stated keeping my eyes on her, "But what's your name?"

"Prue Perry," she said her name rather fast. She didn't look at me anymore, either but at the book shelf. "Esme told me about you. You're Edward's girlfriend," she said bitterly.

"Yes," I answered. I wasn't about to ask if she knew they were vampires. It was forbidden for a witch to love anything evil, no matter how innocent they seemed. I had broken that rule and the Elders were already thinking of ideas for my death. Was this girl an Elder?

"I see," she whispered with a frown on her face. "He found me earlier today," she said glancing at me.

"Really?" I said looking her over again.

"Yeah, I was bleeding and he just happened to be there," she said and looked at me, but it seemed more like she was looking past me. I glanced over my shoulder to see Jasper looking at us with curious eyes. He must have sensed the tension between us because a wave of calm rolled over me. I hated empathy, well people who used it anyway.

"Jasper," I smiled and he nodded his head to us and walked off, but the calm didn't leave for a while. I turned back to Prue, if that was her real name, and saw she was holding her head. "Are you alright?" I asked. All my accusations towards her disappeared as I walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Prue?" and was feeling of being taken into a premonition.

"Mom!" she yelled.

The premonition hit me like a pile of bricks. My head was pounded and I felt Prue's hand on my shoulder as I started to see black spots in my vision. "Are you alright?" she asked me in a worried voice.

"I'm...fine..." I whispered before I was pulled from my body and into the future. I stood in a house I was familiar with: The Halliwell Manor. I saw Prue orbing into the room.

"Mom! Dad!" her future-self said and took off for the stairs to the attic. She was stopped by a warlock and blew him up with her mind before he could attack. She orbed into the attic just in time to see a face I knew. Bianca's.

She threw me against the wall while holding Chris by his neck. "Kailah!" Chris yelled as I was impaled by a broken furniture piece. Bianca turned to him and smirked. "Why are you doing this?" I yelled.

"Because you choose her," she whispered, "So I'm going to stop it before it happens," she smirked.

"What happens?" Dad asked.

"Prue!" a new voice called. I couldn't see who it was. Prue's future self was running towards Bianca before she could knife Chris. The knife hit me in the chest and I screamed in pain, both me and my future self.

Bianca grabbed my shirt and let the knife hover over my heart. "Good bye little Halliwell," she whispered with a smirk on her face and than she brought the knife down to my heart and I screamed.

Edward's POV

"Put them on the couch Emmett," Esme said as he placed Bella and Prue cradled in his arms on the couch. They were breathing rapidly and as I tried to reach into Prue's mind, I couldn't hear anything. She was like Bella; I was unable to read her as well. Suddenly Bella screamed and shot up like a bullet, her hand going to her chest, searching for something. "Are you alright dear?" Esme asked as Emmet held me back.

She didn't answer. A minute later Prue shot up and did the same.

"Prue," Bella said looking at her. "Prue can you hear me?"

Color came back to Prue's cheeks and her eyes were somewhat bright again. She reached out to touch Bella, and kept her hand to her cheek. "K-Kailah?" Who?

"I'm here Prue. I'm here," she assured the hell did she just call Bella Kailah? I watched the scene like I was watching a woman console her frightened daughter. "What happened?"

"I..." she stopped and looked around the room at us, "I black out from time to time and have nightmares sometimes too."

"Sometimes," Bella repeated.

"They'll be good one moment and bad the next. I've always been able to do that," Prue said. "I...should go,"

"You don't have anywhere to go," Esme said.

"She'll stay with me," Bella announced. "I can't just let her stay in a hotel, and she can't stay here, not with Jasper's condition," she said, putting it lightly. I nodded, agreeing. A human girl wouldn't last long in a house full of vampires, even if it was for a night. "Alice, can you help me put her in my car?"

"I can walk," Prue announced to us, her face now full of color, "I don't need to be pampered!"

"You could collapse again," Bella said and crossed her arms, "I'm not taking any chances,"

"Well you'll have to," Prue said with a smirk, "I can handle myself, you I'm not so sure about. You run with these...creatures,"

The room grew quiet and Bella's face ashamed. "How did you...?"

"I don't know what they are, but I know they're not human. And neither are you," Prue said and with a flick of her wrist, threw vase at Bella. Bella's hands were up in a flash and she shot her hands out, the vase exploded into pieces and then reconstructed itself.

"Who sent you?" Bella asked.

"Bella, love what's going on?" I asked.

"I came on my own," Prue said to her.

"Liar!" Bella's shrieked and threw her hands out. Prue went flying across the room until she turned into blue and white lights and reformed behind Bella and hit her in the back with her elbow. Bella turned around and threw Prue down with her right hand. "Who you are, I can not see, show me the person who sent ye," she chanted and placed her hand on Prue's forehead. Prue grabbed her hand and kicked her in the stomach.

"Sorry, that's private," she smirked.

"A White lighter," Bella muttered getting up. "Tell me who you are?"

"No,"

"Damn it!" Bella yelled, "The thing that I most desire, set this girl on fire!"

"Block!" Prue yelled and the fire stopped before it could go any further than around her feet. "I kinda want to live,"

"Did they send you?"

"Pardon?"

"Bella," Alice said. "What's going on?" she asked and then went rigid.

"The old bats up top? No," Prue said with a snort. "I'm insulted,"

"You'll really be insulted in a moment," Bella said.

"The powers I seek, I want them back, the spells I cast, and I want them stat!" Prue said under breath and groaned. "I tried,"

Bella brought her hand up. "No Bella don't!" Alice said. Bella looked at Alice with an arched eyebrow, "Prue, tell Bella who you really are," Prue paled a bit and shook her head, not looking at Bella or Alice. "Please Prue," she pleads.

"I can't," she whispered, "if I do, what I saw might,"

"Prue," Esme said, "Please,"

Prue looked at us, mainly Bella. "I'm...I'm your daughter Kailah," Bella looked defeated and a little confused.

"That's impossible!" I heard myself shout, "Bella can't have a daughter and why are you calling her Kailah,"

"Edward," Alice said, "She's right. That's why I stopped her from attacking Prue, but what I can't understand is why I can see her and her real name is Kailah," she said looking down confused.

"Because you, Alice, were a witch in your human life," Kailah said looking at Alice with a soft smile, "That's why you can see us; you were the last of your bloodline," she said with a smirk.