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A pale boy of six feet, stood eyeing the two females with his hands shoved in his dark pants pockets. His striking blue eyes were narrowed, taking in the scene. He had jet black hair as neat as ever sat upon his head, raising a curious eyebrow at the women.
Dylan exchanged a curious look with Colette.
"You after the book?" He angrily voiced, sending Dylan a spine chilling glare. If looks could kill...
"No." Colette replied, folding her arms. Her gaze cautiously, roamed the mysterious attic.
"Then what brings you to my home?" He growled, inching closer towards the two.
"Here to visit the sisters!" Dylan eagerly chirped, covering for 'em both.
The boy looked ready to respond when a new voice spoke.
A woman of about five foot two with chocolate eyes, and long flowing brown hair stepped into the attic. Freckles were scattered across her tan face.
"Phoenix!" Piper Halliwell warned, crossing her arms over her black long sleeved blouse.
The dark haired boy tensed, but kept a hateful stare on Dylan for whatever reasoning.
The strawberry blonde eagerly strode over to the oldest Halliwell sibling. She was about to make introductions when two other women appeared. Her green eyes widened at eyeing all of the legendary charmed ones in the same room.
"Who are our guests?" Phoebe Halliwell asked, arching an eyebrow. Her eyes were the darkest brown of the three with short dark brown pixie styled hair. She had empathy, and the power of premonition.
Paige Matthews seemingly did not trust the new girls. Her hazel eyes- much like Phoenix- were narrowed at the two. Her porcelain skin, matched her short strawberry blonde hair. She was half witch, half whitelighter.
Piper motioned to the two friends, shrugging. She had the power to blow up, and freeze. "They are-"
"Dylan and Colette. We are your next door neighbors. Wanted to pay you a visit." Dylan quickly beamed, earning a nod from Paige.
"Yeah, but how'd you get in the attic? It's usually locked." Phoenix stated, rolling his eyes upon Piper shooting him a look of warning.
"You witches?" Phoebe asked, believing that to be the reason.
"Of sorts!" Colette easily lied in a chirp.
"My mother would always tell me stories of you three growing up. I always slept better knowing there were forces of good trying to save the world." Dylan beamed, gushing to the Halliwell family.
"How much do you know?" Phoebe asked with intrigue on her face.
"Just about everything except for one thing." Dylan looked a little sad.
"Which is?" Paige inquired.
"Prue Halliwell. Whatever happened to her?" Dylan voiced causing silence to take hold of the entire atmosphere. She had been told that the blue eyed woman never did have any children or a long life span, but she was about to learn something new.
"My mom," Phoenix spoke up causing shock to course through Dylan. "She was murdered by a demon, and it's something we don't talk about."
Dylan gulped, but slowly nodded.
"Sorry. She was one of my favorites." Dylan explained as Colette decided to try to switch subjects.
"What do you know about a Cole Turner? We need answers or we're going to be murdered by whoever he is." Colette held her hands together as she tilted her head sideways to look at Phoebe.
Phoebe grew tense, leaving a frowning Paige and a tempermental Piper.
"He's my aunt Phoebe's ex-everything." Phoenix helpfully blurted, averting his gaze to the floor.
"Even her ex-girlfriend?" Dylan sarscastically scoffed aloud. Her words caused a few odd looks her way. She breathed in, putting on a look of unease.
"Is he after you?" Phoebe asked, curiously eyeing the blonde female.
Colette sighed, wanting to punch some thing. She gave a sarcastic remark. "No, the demon is after Hitler himself!"
Flinching, Phoebe sent the blonde an apologetic look. "He's probably trying to get back with me."
"Most likely, he's trying to sleep with dear ole' Phoenix." Dylan murmured, chuckling to herself. She didn't miss the glare the dark haired boy was sure to shoot her when the words left her lips.
"Maybe, he's trying to-" Phoenix halfway announced when Paige had the decency to cut in.
Paige cautiously shook her head of bouncing curls, "We won't get anywhere arguing. Let's have some teato discuss the matter further.
Dylan frowned, disagreeing. "Lets and I have to get home."
Colette eagerly nodded, wanting to be anywhere else.
"Call us, if you need anything!" Piper called to the two women as they were leaving the attic.
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Short, I know. What'd ya think of the chapter? Phoenix is the only, begotten son of Prudence Halliwell. Who's the father though?
