Chapter Two
Prue
The last thing Prue remembers is the day she lost an innocent.
"Look, I know this all sounds incredible, but it doesn't make it any less true, all right? You're a healer you do good. Now either you have saved too many lives or your about to save a life they don't want you to save. "She had told the Doctor.
"They?" he replied.
"Yeah demons," She said quickly, trying to fit in an easy explanation. "More specifically Shaxs, who is the Sources assassin."
"Hold it, I get it. This is a practical joke, right." The doctor answered. "They must have a hidden camera here!" Prue watched the doctor raise his hand to his forehead. "My second wife put you up to this?" he continued, "Ah, it's just like her!" He laughed and looked up at the ceiling searching for cameras. Prue shook her head.
"Ok Dr. Griffiths, listen this anything but…" Prue felt a chill run down her spine. She paused and looked around her.
"What?" Piper said recognizing her sisters look of worry.
"Uh, I don't know… I just felt a chill… PHEOBE?" Prue screamed. She looked upstairs. "Phoebe are you there?" All of a sudden a miniature twister, Prue and Piper know to be Shaxs, bursts though the front doors. The two sisters faced the twister trying to protect the doctor. "PHEOBE WHERE ARE YOU?" Prue screamed. Prue and her sister were knocked down harshly and the demon Shaxs appeared quickly forming out of the tornado.
The doctor backed up. "Dear God!" he whispered.
"NO!" Prue quickly got up and ran in front of Dr. Griffiths, shielding him from Shacks. The next thing she knew Prue was thrown back through a wall. Her head hit the floor with a crack and darkness swept over her. At first, there was some pain, but then she felt nothing at all.
(About six years pass until Prue returns to the living. With no recollection of her death, Prue finds herself at the top of the Golden Gate Bridge. )
"Holy shit!" escaped Prue's mouth, as she accidentally stumbled towards the ledge.
Where am I? She wondered, fear crept inside of her. Is this the Golden Gate Bridge?
"LEO?" She screamed. She glanced at the tiny cars hundreds of feet below. Gulping she screamed, "LEO?" again, but half an hour later she lost her voice and still, she was stuck on top of the bridge. Prue spent the whole day up there trying to figure out a way down. Trying to levitate herself didn't work, climbing only scraped her hands, and astral projecting didn't work either. Every time she would try projecting to her house, she would be violently knocked back into her body. Plus, she couldn't astral project to a person, but only to a place, which totally and completely sucked because she had no idea where her sisters were.
That's when she noticed the ladder.
Wow, I am an idiot she thought.
Prue hesitantly climbed down the ladder gripping it with as much force possible. Luckily, only a few people saw her climbing down and she reached the bottom safely.
That's when she noticed the cars.
Is it just me or did they get bigger...and quieter? She thought. Then, as Prue walked around San Francisco she started noticing crazy things. For instance, new roads were built, people were holding large tablets (of sorts) with the familiar apple logo on them, and no one seemed to have a cellphone. They all were carrying smaller tablets. She asked a teenage girl what it was that she was holding and she replied,
"My phone duh?" The girl gave her a questioning look.
"But, where are you supposed to dial and why are you touching the screen like that?" Prue questioned. "What's that game you're playing?" the teenager stared at Prue like she was an alien.
"Um, uh… you mean like Facebook?" she replied. "I have to go…" she said, quickly standing and rushing away.
"What's a Facebook? She murmured. Prue started to head after the girl, to apologize, but she stopped in her tracks. There was another girl sitting at a table across the street. Her face was scrunched, obviously irritated or uncomfortable. Prue felt a tug in her chest. She started to walk towards her, her hair flipped in the breeze, but instead she decided to walk past her. As Prue passed the pretty girl she saw her turn her attention elsewhere. A little boy with a thick book was about to cross the street. As he was crossing as a car came racing down the road.
"WATCH OUT!" the pretty woman screamed. Prue started to wave her hand, but stopped. Everything froze. A smile grew on her face as she searched around for her sister Piper. Piper came rushing up the sidewalk towards the mysterious woman.
Wait she's a witch? Prue wanted to call out to Piper, but yet again decided against it.
"Thank god, you froze just in time!" the woman said.
"Okay let's get him out of the way before they unfreeze or someone see's" Piper replied. Another shock rattled Prue as she and her sisters realized the boy wasn't frozen. "Demon?" Prue heard Piper say. Prue watched Piper raise her deadly hands to blow him up, but he had already disappeared. With a great deal of confusion, Prue skirted around her sisters and towards the little kid. Surprised at her sisters' violent actions, Prue chased after the little boy not sure whom to trust.
She soon caught the kid hiding behind a McDonalds nearby. He was a good runner, but she tripped him using her telekinesis.
"Hey, it's ok. I'm not going to hurt you!" She said calmly. She held out her hand, offering to help him up. Prue studied him for the first time. He was around 14 years old maybe younger. His bushy eyebrows were hidden behind his large glasses. His long brown bangs covered half of his face and what she had mistaken for a thick book seemed to be something else. He breathed heavily and took her hand hesitantly.
"This can't be happening… he murmured. "This just can't be happening." His eyes were studying Prue like she had six heads.
"What is it?" Prue said, glancing over her shoulder. He looked up at her, his eyes now focusing on hers. He handed her what he had been holding. Prue dropped it the second she saw her own photograph, as well as her sisters. She looked up at the kid highly disturbed. "What's 'Charmed'?" She said.