Dark Destiny Charmed Sons Virtual Series
Season One, Episode Six
In Black and White
Written by: Darien (aka alternate-universe-princess) and Shan (aka charmedgrl4ever)


Scene Two

"Dinner is served." said Prue in a mockingly elegant tone as she sank down into the couch next to Talia. She handed over a plastic bowl full of reheated teriyaki chicken and rice - they were leftovers from the previous evening. Talia laughed and nodded, shaking her head. "Thank you."

They sat in silence for a few seconds as Prue first searched for the remote and then turned on the TV. They both ate their food and Prue flipped through the channels. After about thirty channels, Talia spoke up. "So, why is it that Chris and Bianca are off who-knows-where, and your other brother has taken my sister out on a date, somewhere lovely, I'm sure; and the two of us are sitting here and eating leftovers?"

"So you don't like my company; is that what you're saying?" said Prue. She shook her fork at Talia, some food still in her mouth and a grin on her face. "'Cause I could be out there at a club or doing something exciting, I'll have you know."

"Please put the weapon down," said Talia, giggling through her words. "We don't need a tragedy here. Not any more of one than we've already got."

Prue swallowed her food and looked over at Talia, curious. "Oh? And what tragedy would that be?"

"The tragedy of two beautiful girls like us not having dates on a Friday night." Talia had barely finished speaking when the doorbell rang. "I'll get that."

Prue nodded and took another bite of her rice. "'Kay. I'm gonna go get a soda. You want one?"

"Sure," said Talia as she made her way to the door.

She looked through the glass before opening the door to see if it was anyone she knew. It wasn't.

"Hey, Prue," she called out, "you know this guy? Tall, shaved head, blue eyes, big muscles, unbelievably attractive?"

Not getting a response, she shrugged and opened the door. The second she did so she regretted it. Oh, crap, what if he's a demon? What if... I've just let a demon in? She worried as he took a step closer. He didn't step inside, but he was now standing right in front of the door, rather than a few steps back from it.

"Well, you are not who I was expecting, but this does involve you as well. Hello," said the strange and mysterious man. The instant he spoke the idea that he could be a demon flew straight out of Talia's head. In fact, all thoughts flew straight out of Talia's head.

"Uh... yeah... uh... hi," said Talia with a smile. Meanwhile, a tiny voice in her head was screaming, Act cool! There's a cute boy at the door and you're blowing it! She smiled, flirtatiously this time, "Is there something I can do for you?"

"I'm Macklin Munroe. I'm a freelance photographer, and there are some photos I think you should see." He continued speaking, but Talia stopped listening. All she'd heard was that he was a photographer. And that must have meant one thing: he'd found them out. And that lead her to one thought: he was a threat. He was a threat, and she had to get rid of him. The man had stepped inside and closed the door, causing Talia to back up, her shoulders slowly creeping up around her neck defensively. He was waving photos in her face now and talking rapidly, not that she could understand him. All she knew was he had to be destroyed. Talia cocked her head at the stranger – she'd already forgotten his name – and growled. Without so much as thinking about it, she transformed into a black panther. And she charged.

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