Charmed

The power of Paige

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Hey U!: Okay, so it didn't get as shot as I thought, I decided to put in more. In this and, I think, next chapter you will see more to Prue, Piper & Phoebe maybe a little less to Paige, but she'll come back I promis you! xD Hope you like it ^^ Comment and review please! If you give more reviews I'll poste faster :3 Cuz I like getting review and it's sort of my "pusher". Make me want to write more :D ONE MORE THING: Pleas vote in my poll! That's basiclly it for now I guess..

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Chapter 11.

Thoughts

Paige curled herself into a ball in the corner of the bed in her room which Paige didn't really think of as her room. It was smaller, colder, and not as cozy and it wasn't home, at all. Paige cried to herself, she had let her sister's go, without a fight. Why? Right, she wanted to protect them and not let them worry too much. What if the demons went after them instead? Then what? She could only hope and pray that they would take her advice and read the book and figure out something. It had to be something grams and their mom hadn't told them. Maybe Victor knew, but he hadn't been around since Prue was 6 years old and they didn't expect him any time soon. No, it was all up to them. Still, one thought still bugged Paige. What was with her, what had she done to get out of John's claws, how? When she saw John's face in her mind he looked so surprised and stunned by her. What did she do? The only thing she knew was that she went from one place to another without moving.

"Paige, it is dinner time, five minutes." Doctor Winston was back and his voice made Paige angry, she hated that man. There was something about him that she didn't trust. He was dangerous, his voice was poisons. When she peeked and saw in his eyes she noticed that they were dark. He was, he had to be, someone who was up to no good. Paige didn't care if he was a doctor or not, he was dangerous. Evil.

"I'm not hungry." Paige snarled meeting doctor Winston's gaze. Trying to look dangerous herself without much luck.

"You should eat something." Doctor Winston warned.

"Get out!" was all Paige shouted. She jumped up, snarled against him and pushed him backwards outside. "Keep out, everyone! Don't ever come in here!" she screamed. She found herself a paper and a pen and wrote with big letters, "KEEP OUT OR ELSE..!" She hung it up by her patient cart and gave everyone within two meters radius an angry dangerous look. Page ran back inside, returning to her former state, a curled up ball in the corner of her bed.

Time went past, hours, days, weeks. Paige became one of the quiets patients in the entire Olympics. She was passive, didn't talk much, only short straight answers. She never showed up to dinner only to breakfast and sometimes lunch. These times were the only times a day you saw Paige. Otherwise she had almost "retired" to her room, her prison. She could sit for hours just stearing out the bolted window. Or write, a lot, stuff that nobody understood. Whenever people came within more than one meter radius she snarled low, or she gave you a look that could make you cry unless you weren't locked up in the Mental Olympics. Paige got skinny, too skinny, it was sick to watch, but nobody could do anything about it. Paige wouldn't let them do anything. She rather stay locked up in a big room alone than let anyone touch her. She was impossible, never stopped fighting if anyone came near her. She became more like a robot than a human. She was able to walk, talk and function, but her moves weren't any live in. They were dead, her eyes became dead like she was a zombie, a living dead person which everyone stayed away from. If they didn't they could get badly hurt. Nobody dared to do anything and Paige's condition just got worse and worse every single day.

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Lots of white and blue lights appeared in front of Alice and she sighed.

"Sam. What is it now?" Alice asked as she saw Sam show up in front of her.

"Have you seen her Alice? Have you seen what they have done to her?" Sam asked, his voice was dead, like he'd lost all sort of hope in the world.

"Sam .." Alice said calm, she couldn't do anything but feel sorry for Sam, and he was crushed, because his daughter was.

"She's going to die." Sam said looking like he was about to break down entirely and disappear.

"No she won't, he sisters won't let her." Alice said, "I know they won't." she said, she believed in the other three sisters, they were the chosen ones, and they wouldn't let their sister die, even tho they didn't know they had powers yet. Soon they would get them. She just knew it, she felt it.

"How can you know?" Sam demanded to know.

"I just know I can feel it. They are the charmed Ones; they would never let her down." Alice replied.

"They don't know they are the Charmed Ones yet!" Sam yelled half high. He was stressed to the top now, but his eyes were still dead.

"It's in their blood. They will save her. The Elders have put me off her. I'm only supposed to watch her now; it's up to Pure, Piper & Phoebe to save her." Alice said trying to sound calm and confident.

"What if they can't? What if they fail? What if they are too late to save her?" Sam questioned.

"I don't know," Alice admitted, "but I trust in them. I have faith and so should you." Alice said before orbing out to another charge. Sam stood with the same dead eyes left before he orbed out too. Where he orbed did no one know.

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"What do you think this entire thing means?" Phoebe asked Piper when the Halliwell sisters got home.

"I don't know, but we have to look for Paige's book. Even if it doesn't help her we promised and who know, maybe there actually is something in it which can help us." Piper said with a sigh. "What do you think Prue?" she asked. The oldest sister had been quiet all the way home. Now she looked at her sisters.

"Your right Piper, we have to find the book and look at it, even if it doesn't help." Prue said and all three of them went upstairs to Paige's room which hadn't been touched since Paige left.

"The house feels so empty without her." Phoebe commented as she spotted the Ancient Book of Demons on Paige's bed.

"Yeah, it's like something is always missing." Piper said and picked the big book up and they brought it downstairs. "Wow, look at all of this. Demons, warlocks, darklighters." She said. "Wait, didn't Paige blur about darklighters before she read this book?" Piper said looking at Prue and Phoebe.

"It still doesn't mean anything." Prue said finally.

"Hey, you guys, look at this. It is mom and grams name." Phoebe said and pointed in the book under a demon which was called Barbas. "It stands Penelope Halliwell and Patricia Halliwell." Phoebe said. Prue looked at the names for a minute and then her eyes went up to what was written about this Barbas demon.

"That's mom's handwriting." Prue whispered slowly. She touched the paper and read out loud. "Barbas is the demon of fear. He prays and feeds on innocent's worst fear. He takes out goo witches by paralyzing them in their own fear so their powers are useless. The only way to concur this evil demon is by overcoming your fears." Prue read now with tears in her eyes. "Mom wrote this. I know it." Prue said whipping her tears away.

"Look." Piper said pointing a little under. "Barbas can return so be prepared." She read. "That's grams handwriting." She said looking up at Prue and Phoebe.

"What do you think this means?" Phoebe asked.

"I don't know." Was all Prue could say.

The power of three..

"Did you guys hear that?" Phoebe asked.

"No." both Prue and Piper answered confused.

"I'm sure I heard a voice say the power of three, it kind of sounded like grams." Phoebe said.

"Okay, your rambling Pheebs." Prue said, "I didn't hear anything." She said and stopped suddenly speaking.

The power of three..

"Okay you did hear that right?" Phoebe said once again and her sisters nodded speechless. "What do you think the power of three means?" she asked before she stopped and listened. It was something up in the attic which made sound. "Is there someone in the attic?" Phoebe asked surprised.

"That's not possible." Piper said low.

"Yeah, that door have been locked forever, we can't get in no matter what we do." Prue added.

"I know me and Paige tried several times behind your backs." Phoebe admitted.

"Phoebe, I told you two to stay away from that door, it can be dangerous." Prue said with a sigh and shook her head.

"Well, that is not our main concern right now." Piper interrupted. "Let's go and check it out." She said and walked out of the room heading for the attic.

"Okay, stand back, I'll kick it." Prue said making herself ready to kick in the door hard. Both Piper and Phoebe backed up as their oldest sister kicked the door. The door went open as soon as Prue's foot touched the door and Prue fell in with a big "Whoa!"

"Prue!" Piper and Phoebe said shocked and helped their sister on her feet. "Are you okay?" Piper asked.

"Yeah I'm fine, wow, looks like the door suddenly was open." Prue said looking around in the attic. "Everything is so old. I remember this!" Prue said picking up a bear toy from a shelf.

"Okay, good Prue, but we have to figure out if there is something up here that can make the sound Phoebe heard." Piper said looking around.

"I can't see anything in particular, Pheebs, sure you didn't heard wrong?" Pure asked and turned to the place she thought Phoebe stood. "Phoebe?" she asked.

"I'm here." Phoebe said as Prue and Piper turned to their sister standing by a big book on a book table kind of thingy. "What do you think grams used this for?" she asked and opened on the first page. Phoebe cleared her throat, "Hear now the words of the witches, the secrets we hid in the night, the oldest of Gods are invoked here, the great work of Magic is sought, in this night and in this hour, I call upon the Ancient power, bring your powers to we sisters three. We want the power. Give us the power." Phoebe read. For about two seconds all of the sisters were speechless, like they were under some kind of spell.

"That's ridiculous. It's a book of witch craft." Pure finally said snapping out of the 'spell'. "That doesn't help us at all." She said flipping the book closed.

"Are you sure? Paige seemed to believe in it." Phoebe said.

"Yeah well, she's sick." Prue said with a pretty sad voice.

"Yeah, okay, let's see if we can find something useful then." Piper said before start looking around.

"Let's take it tomorrow, I'm tired and I can see you two are too." Prue said before they all went downstairs again.

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End of chapter 11.

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