Chapter 1:
No-one's POV
"Alright Mel, you got the potion ready?" Wyatt Matthew Halliwell asked as he walked towards the kitchen seeing a puff of smoke.
Wyatt Halliwell was the greatest of the Charmed legacy. He was known to the entire magical community as the Twice Blessed and most powerful being on Earth. It was a fact his parents took pride in. Wyatt had been through his own series of misfortune and adventure. He had learned his own strengths and weaknesses. Most of all he had learned to never take anything for granted. He was also the joker of the family and had inherited the P3 from his mother, Piper's club symbolising the power of three.
"Almost, it just needs to cool." Mel said as she put in a dash of ginger making it spark. "Tell me Wyatt, why the hell did I need to miss work to come down and make this?" She asked out of curiosity while stirring. "I mean why couldn't Chris do it?" She asked annoyed,
Wyatt sighed, Mel was always a handful. "Because Chris is dealing with his new charge who is being targeted by a handful of demons, and you know how I am with potions remember?" He looked at her with a scrunched up expression.
Melinda was daughter. She was sweet, charming, and a bit vulnerable. She had her mother's soft side and her father's heart, leaving her quite exposed to the harshness of the world's evils. . Of course that wasn't to say she lacked any strength. Melinda was a Halliwell after all. Like her father, she inherited some whitelighter powers as well. And though she denied her legacy she had also accepted the bravery and rationale necessary to survive and cope.
Mel shuddered, "Don't even remind me," She said, "You were HORRIBLE!" She said as she walked towards the sink washing her hands. "I mean I didn't think you could even get any worse!" She shook her head, "The state on Chris's face though…" She chuckled,
"Not my fault I didn't get mom and dad's potion skills…" Wyatt grumbled.
"Wyatt," Melinda tutted, "That would be your first and last potion making." Melinda explained, "Chris won't ever let you cook or make anything again in the kitchen." Melinda laughed.
"What can I say?" Wyatt grinned, "Cooking isn't really my thing?"
"Definitely not," A jingle of white orbs could be heard nearby and a form of Chris came by, "Anyway, are we ready?" Chris asked, "I don't know how long it's going to be before I need to help my charge again."
Chris, the person who embraces his whitelighter side, landed in the living room with practiced perfection. He was the family's most devoted witch and dangerously loyal. Piper and Leo's middle child was neurotic, obsessive, and sometimes stubborn but always well intentioned. Beneath his focused exterior was passion and kindness.
"You and your charges…" Melinda grumbled as she gave Wyatt and Chris a vial of the vanquishing potion.
"Alright we better get orbin-
BANG!
A loud bang emerged from the front and footsteps could be heard, Wyatt, Chris and Melinda readied themselves until she heard a loud raging screeching voice, "WYATT! CHRIS! MELINDA! YOU BETTER SHOW YOURSELVES IN THE NEXT TEN SECONDS OR I'M GOING TO VANQUISH YOUR SORRY ASSES!"
"Crap, Paisley found out…" Wyatt muttered as he walked towards the front entrance,
"We better calm before down the storm approaches…" Chris muttered,
"Hey Paisley…" Wyatt trailed off with a happy smile, but it looked more like a grimace. "Didn't think you'd show up?"
She narrowed her eyes, "Wyatt Matthew Halliwell…" She gritted her teeth annoyed, "How long has it been since I've seen you?" She raised her eyebrow with fake enthusiasm, "Two? Three years?" Paisley looked at Wyatt with a look of disgust as he looked at her,
Chris took that as a sign to walk in, "If I'm not mistaken that was your doing not ours," He sighed and rubbed his forehead,
Paisley sneered, "Well what can I say? I guess I don't feel like home in this house."
"Well it's not like you didn't make that very clear," Melinda walked in hearing an argument coming along, "So what is it you've come to say?" She asked annoyed, "We were just about to demon hunting hoping for a good vanquish." She smirked hoping to strike a nerve.
Paisley eyes flashed annoyed and she glared at her, "Well it's not like I've had much of a say in the matter before now is it?" She shot back, "So why bother?" She gritted her teeth,
Paisley Halliwell, Piper and Leo's youngest daughter. She was the one who wanted more independence but since she is the youngest and the baby of the family she is sheltered mostly by her family not being allowed to achieve her full potential. Few years ago she decided she had had enough and moved out exploring her options, but that didn't stop her family from keeping her away from harm. Melinda knowing this loves to rub it in Paisley's face.
"Well why start by telling us what you want and leave?" Melinda said baiting her sister into an argument, "And by the way on your way out, make sure that the door doesn't hit you on the face." She smiled with a twinkle in her eyes full of mischief.
Paisley growled while Chris tried to intervene, "Paisley back off," Chris defended Melinda,
"Tell me, Chris, where do you get off? Is it making me miserable or just being a complete prat?"
Mel defended Chris, "I don't know but while I think about it why don't you tell me what it's like to be the only Halliwell who was born a coward."
A loud bang could be heard throughout the house, Wyatt widened his eyes and Chris froze from shock. The old clock was shattered to pieces with glass and wooden pieces of blocked broken and torn but that was not what was frightening. Melinda was the one lying there who gave a shriek of pain for a second before glancing at Paisley in fury.
"You bitch!" Paisley gave a low grunt as she was lunged at by Melinda, pushing at her shoulders and clawing at her face. Paisley struggled against her sister's sudden force, shoving her away the best she could. After a few seconds she snapped and levitated her and Melinda up and kicking her in the stomach causing a high pitched screech to echo. Melinda rammed into Paisley pinning her down making a fist to punch her but Paisley thinking quick used her powers to fling her across the room.
"Enough!" Wyatt spoke making them both pause at what force to use next. Paisley panted heavily glared at Melinda while Melinda with a few cuts and bruises glared at her with hatred. Wyatt walked towards Melinda held up his hands around her arm showing a bright golden glow embracing the cuts slowly healing the minor injuries.
Chris looked at Paisley angrily, "Paisley you do not use your powers on family," He said trying to control his temper gripping his fists tightly,
Paisley glanced at Melinda tilting her head with a thoughtful look before smiling and taking a piece of her hair and putting it behind her ear, "It was nothing she didn't deserve." She said like it was nothing looking bored.
"Dammit Paisley!" Wyatt said frustrated. "Apologize to Melinda now!" He ordered,
Paisley snorted, "Yeah like that'll happen."
"Paisley!" Chris yelled at how stubborn she was.
"No!" Paisley shouted out in frustration, "I hate it!" Her eyes show anger, "You always favourite Melinda over me no matter what!" She said as she felt her powers go out of control, things were beginning to tremble and some of the items began to fall, "Magic or no magic!" Her eyes were full of anger and envy. "Whether I asked you to help me with my homework or something like that, Melinda always wanted to go demon hunting and you chose her over me! Always!" She yelled.
Wyatt and Chris glanced at each other, "Paisley…"
"Shut up!" She shouted as a vase fell and broke, well there goes moms vase… "Now you want to send me to Magic School?" She asked incredously, she laughed, "Nice to know how much you can stand with me being around,"
"We wanted you to control your magic Paisl-" Chris tried to reason with her,
"Bullshit!" She screamed at them, closing her eyes in thought for a few seconds before whispering, "I don't care…" She said as others looked at her confused, "I don't care anymore! About you! Chris! Or that bitch Melinda! Piper, Phoebe, Paige, they can all go to hell! I don't care! YOUR NOT MY BROTHER AND SHE IS NOT MY SISTER, SO SCREW YOU AND SCREW THEM." With that Paisley walked out the door and with a loud slam, Paisley Halliwell was no more…
