"Whoa," Leo said, surprised that a boy had just fainted in front of him, "Who is this?"
"His name is Cole Taylor." Piper informed him.
"We had an interesting run-in with him in the alley." Paige interrupted.
"Really, what kind?" Leo asked as he picked up Cole and set him on the couch.
"Have you ever heard of a power that involves ice?" Phoebe asked curiously.
"I have heard of a few. What kind did he display?" Leo asked finally picking up that Cole had powers of his own.
"Well, in the alley he managed to make some kind of wall made of ice," Phoebe informed.
"One, which I couldn't orb through." Paige added.
"Yeah, and just a few minutes ago he managed to make a ball of ice with his hands and throw it at me." Piper finished.
"Well, I haven't heard of any powers like that," Leo said as he tried to think of what the sisters told him, "I will go check with the elders. Is there anything in the Book of Shadows?"
"I was just about to go check," Paige said as she got up and headed towards the stairs.
Leo orbed up to the elders and Paige went up stairs, and then there was a crying on the baby monitor. Piper also went upstairs to check on Wyatt. Phoebe was left alone with Cole.
There was a light moan and Cole's eyes slowly opened.
"Welcome back," Phoebe told Cole as he slowly sat up.
"Hi," Cole responded a little groggy, "Oh my head hurts, I think I am going to be sick."
"Oh!" Phoebe said as she thought of what to do, "here, come with me."
Phoebe grabbed Cole by the arm and led him up stairs and to the bathroom. Right as Cole entered, he went to his knees and the alcohol came up and went back into the toilet. After he had finished he stood up and then sat back down with his back against the bathtub.
"Sorry about that, I can usually hold my liquor better. Boy, am I embarrassed." Cole said as he rubbed his face, trying to wake up.
"What's a kid like you doing with alcohol in the first place?" Phoebe asked. "You're only, what, fourteen, fifteen?"
"Fifteen," he replied.
"Fifteen years old, and you're already drinking?" Phoebe questioned sadly. "Why?"
Cole shrugged. "Just... stuff. It's a long story."
Phoebe sat down on the edge of the bathtub. "I've got time."
Cole let out a long sigh, not really wanting to go through his painful past.
"It all started when I was eight years old," Cole started, "I went to the playground and my mom and dad said that they were going to get some ice cream."
As Cole started his story, Paige came to the doorway and shyly peaked her head in to see what was going on.
"Boy, was I a fool at eight. I waited and waited, but my parents never came back," Cole said trying to not to loose his tough extiorer by letting some tears fall, " I did what I was always told to do whenever I got lost, stay put."
By now, Piper now stood by Paige, rocking Wyatt. Cole glanced up and saw the two of them who joined him and Phoebe, but Cole didn't care.
"Over the next couple of years I learned the ways to survive on the streets," Cole said as he stood up, "I need a drink." He said as he started walking out, embarrassed.
"I don't think so," Piper said sternly, "as of now, that is gonna stop."
"What? You aren't my parents! You can't tell me what to do." Cole said angrily as he continued to make his way out of the bathroom.
Cole managed to get into the hall but was stopped by a crimson-skinned, orange-eyed demon blinking in right in front of him.
"What the devil?" Cole gasped.
"Close enough," the demon responded in a deep, thick voice. He gave the boy a menacing smile before launching a fireball at Piper. With Wyatt in her arms, there was no way she could raise her hands to freeze it in time.
"No!" shouted Cole. He put up his hands out of reflex, and was shocked to see a sheet of ice forming just in front of Piper. The fireball hit the ice instead of the witch it had been intended for, melting the wall but leaving Piper and the baby unharmed.
"Thanks," she breathed, letting out a rush of air.
Paige and Phoebe rushed to their sister's side. Piper, too shocked to move and breathing heavily from the adrenaline, numbly handed Wyatt over to them and froze the demon.
"Okay, attic, now," Phoebe ordered. Cole and her sisters didn't need to be told twice. Piper took Wyatt back from Paige, and, with several nervous glances back at the demon to make sure he stayed frozen, led the others upstairs.
"His name is Cole Taylor." Piper informed him.
"We had an interesting run-in with him in the alley." Paige interrupted.
"Really, what kind?" Leo asked as he picked up Cole and set him on the couch.
"Have you ever heard of a power that involves ice?" Phoebe asked curiously.
"I have heard of a few. What kind did he display?" Leo asked finally picking up that Cole had powers of his own.
"Well, in the alley he managed to make some kind of wall made of ice," Phoebe informed.
"One, which I couldn't orb through." Paige added.
"Yeah, and just a few minutes ago he managed to make a ball of ice with his hands and throw it at me." Piper finished.
"Well, I haven't heard of any powers like that," Leo said as he tried to think of what the sisters told him, "I will go check with the elders. Is there anything in the Book of Shadows?"
"I was just about to go check," Paige said as she got up and headed towards the stairs.
Leo orbed up to the elders and Paige went up stairs, and then there was a crying on the baby monitor. Piper also went upstairs to check on Wyatt. Phoebe was left alone with Cole.
There was a light moan and Cole's eyes slowly opened.
"Welcome back," Phoebe told Cole as he slowly sat up.
"Hi," Cole responded a little groggy, "Oh my head hurts, I think I am going to be sick."
"Oh!" Phoebe said as she thought of what to do, "here, come with me."
Phoebe grabbed Cole by the arm and led him up stairs and to the bathroom. Right as Cole entered, he went to his knees and the alcohol came up and went back into the toilet. After he had finished he stood up and then sat back down with his back against the bathtub.
"Sorry about that, I can usually hold my liquor better. Boy, am I embarrassed." Cole said as he rubbed his face, trying to wake up.
"What's a kid like you doing with alcohol in the first place?" Phoebe asked. "You're only, what, fourteen, fifteen?"
"Fifteen," he replied.
"Fifteen years old, and you're already drinking?" Phoebe questioned sadly. "Why?"
Cole shrugged. "Just... stuff. It's a long story."
Phoebe sat down on the edge of the bathtub. "I've got time."
Cole let out a long sigh, not really wanting to go through his painful past.
"It all started when I was eight years old," Cole started, "I went to the playground and my mom and dad said that they were going to get some ice cream."
As Cole started his story, Paige came to the doorway and shyly peaked her head in to see what was going on.
"Boy, was I a fool at eight. I waited and waited, but my parents never came back," Cole said trying to not to loose his tough extiorer by letting some tears fall, " I did what I was always told to do whenever I got lost, stay put."
By now, Piper now stood by Paige, rocking Wyatt. Cole glanced up and saw the two of them who joined him and Phoebe, but Cole didn't care.
"Over the next couple of years I learned the ways to survive on the streets," Cole said as he stood up, "I need a drink." He said as he started walking out, embarrassed.
"I don't think so," Piper said sternly, "as of now, that is gonna stop."
"What? You aren't my parents! You can't tell me what to do." Cole said angrily as he continued to make his way out of the bathroom.
Cole managed to get into the hall but was stopped by a crimson-skinned, orange-eyed demon blinking in right in front of him.
"What the devil?" Cole gasped.
"Close enough," the demon responded in a deep, thick voice. He gave the boy a menacing smile before launching a fireball at Piper. With Wyatt in her arms, there was no way she could raise her hands to freeze it in time.
"No!" shouted Cole. He put up his hands out of reflex, and was shocked to see a sheet of ice forming just in front of Piper. The fireball hit the ice instead of the witch it had been intended for, melting the wall but leaving Piper and the baby unharmed.
"Thanks," she breathed, letting out a rush of air.
Paige and Phoebe rushed to their sister's side. Piper, too shocked to move and breathing heavily from the adrenaline, numbly handed Wyatt over to them and froze the demon.
"Okay, attic, now," Phoebe ordered. Cole and her sisters didn't need to be told twice. Piper took Wyatt back from Paige, and, with several nervous glances back at the demon to make sure he stayed frozen, led the others upstairs.