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Ok, this is getting annoying. Who keeps knocking me out and making my head hurt. Whoever you are, you are so dead.

It was dark, which didn't help at all, when I slowly opened my eyes. Lucky for me, well sort of, the moon was shining brightly. But that still did not make me feel any better.

Apparently I was kidnapped.

Again.

Shit! It seems I have a talent for this, huh?

Believe me, all my life, I've been kidnapped. Because I'm "young and vulnerable." JD was never kidnapped, might I add. And it annoys the crap out of me!

Not that I want JD to be kidnapped, she a worry wart as it is. It's just…it gets stupid after awhile.

Soon, my eyes began to adjust. Well adjust enough to know that I was in a forest.

Wait a freaking second.

In Phebe's vision, wasn't I suppose to die in the woods.

Shit! Shit! Freaking shit! No no no no.

I noticed I was standing up, instead of…well sitting or laying. I was leaning against something hard, which I was tied to as well. I ran my along the thing supporting me. Pole. Wood. Oh major shit. I was on a stake.

I tried taking deep breaths, hoping they would help.

Well, at least I'm not dead yet.

And just as I convinced my self I still had a chance, a dude appeared carrying a light torch. With a weird looking sneer on his face.

"Hey you!" I yelled at him. "Untie me!"

He shook his head. "I cannot. Do know who I am?"

"Uh no," I answered. "This is the first time I've ever seen you." Stupid guy.

"I am a witch hunter."

I couldn't help but to laugh, which got rid of the smirky sneer. "Witch hunter? What is this? Salem Massachusetts, 1692?"

"The Salem witch trials are long past. But I believe witch trials shall return because of you. I doing my honor as child of this world to put away your evil."

This guy was not sane. He was freaking crazy. Plus he didn't really get the whole Charmed status. "I'm not evil. I'm a good witch. Warlocks are the ones you wanna look out for."

"You are evil. You have evil power, which no human should ever have."

"Well, I am human!" I shot back. "I just have an extra boost to my system then other people."

"Goodbye, witch." He responded.

Wait what! This guy wasn't even going to listen! What a bastard!

He threw the torch at my feet, which caught the wood below me on fire. The heat slowly began to rise and soon I was surrounded by fire. Not yet touched by it, but still not good.

"Mom! Dad! Wyatt! Chris!" I sobbed for my family. I did not want to go this way. Not like this.

"Melinda!" I heard Wyatt call my name. I looked up to see my whole family, everyone, running towards me. But they were stopped by an invisible force field. Which I have no idea how the a-hole got a hold of.

Wyatt, angered, threw an energy ball at it, it didn't work. Mom tried to blow it up, nothing. Everyone who could orb did, but were thrown back.

The seeping hot fire reached my arm, burning me. I shriek loud in pain.

"Not like this," I muttered over again and again. This is truly the most painful death imaginable. And my family had to watch.

I glance up, with tear soaked eyes, to see my family, crying.

Suddenly, a white light shined on me.

3Rd Person

The fire stopped, and Melinda dangled on the stake.

Piper ran to get her daughter, not even noticing the force field went down. She blew up the ropes, careful not to hurt Melinda. And grabbed her before she could fall to the ground.

Leo help his wife carry her. She ran to her sons. "We need to get her home." Wyatt grabbed his Mom, while Chris teleported Leo.

When they reached the manor, she laid her daughter across the couch. Wyatt laid his hand over her, and healed her burn. But she didn't wake up.

"Mom…" Chris started, wondering why she was waking up. She should be, Wyatt healed her.

"I don't know," she answered truthfully. Scared for her only daughter. Hating herself for what happened. Everyone hated themselves for what happened.

Max stood before the Book of Shadows and knew what he had done. He walked out of their house, first glancing at Melinda before hand.

"I'm sorry Mel, I tried my best," He muttered, mostly to himself. He walked over to his house and opened the front door.

Once he got inside he turned around slightly, and waved his hand. Causing the door to slam shut.

Oh my! Maxie has a secret he ain't telling us. Hope you enjoyed the chapter. It wasn't the best work, but I think it was ok.