Alright, let's see. To the reviewers.
Thank you Stony Angel for the reviews. Tis awesome. I know, I know. You favor Wyatt and Victoria. I shall try to keep that in mind.
Lotamoxie: I know. Piper's pregnant so she shouldn't be doing grunt work. Of course, that was the only way to add a bit of humor to the story. So I will say she didn't really dig she just helped pushed the dirt off the coffin. You see if she was on top holding the flashlight and Wyatt was where she was you wouldn't get the same dynamic of the sisters being together. It might have been close to it but it wouldn't have been so good. But thank you for bringing your nitpicks to my attention. It's nice to know you're paying attention to detail.
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In their past life their names were:
Chris= William
Wyatt= Andrew
Prue= P. Bowen
Piper= P. Bexter
Phoebe= P. Russel
Victoria= Valerie
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Phoebe smiled at her oldest nephew and gave him the ring that she had swiped from Paige when Paige hadn't been looking. Paige who had been searching her pockets for the ring gave her an immensely annoyed stare, shook her head at her, and then gave a small smile to Wyatt.
He had to admit more then ever as he'd watched them work together that night that they never really had grown up. He doubted they ever would. Which was cool with him because it was what made him love each one of them so much.
"Here it is," Phoebe chirped as she placed it squarely in his hand. "You're lucky that some of us can keep a hold of things better then others." she said, giving him a wink.
"Right, Phoebe. Wyatt, you're welcome for me having to touch a dead body in order to get it. You're also welcome for me not killing off my middle sister right here in front of you," Paige told Wyatt with a look as she rolled her eyes at Phoebe.
"Thanks, Aunt Paige," he responded, rolling the ring around in his hand.
The ring had a white quartz crystal stone in the very center of a dirty gold band. It didn't look all powerful. It looked like any other ring he'd ever seen on earth.
He guessed looks could be deceiving.
He also had to admit another thing: his mother and aunts were extremely dirty and he really wanted to stay as far from them as possible. They looked as if they had been in a mud pit wrestling. Of course, his reaction to Phoebe being so close by giving him the ring had made her realize the power she had over him.
"Hey, guys how about a group hug for once?" she asked.
They all realized what she meant and started towards him with evil smiles.
He quickly tried to get away, but they came at him blocking his path from leaving. They all were coming at him from every side possible as he backed up.
They looked like they had just dug their way out of their own graves and were ready to eat his flesh to survive. When Phoebe tried to pounce him he immediately orbed behind Paige, but when she turned to him it was too late. He was a goner and he knew it. He gave up as she grabbed him before he could orb away again.
They all descended upon him like bees to honey and he was immersed in muddy family members as they gave him the group hug he so well deserved.
"Score," Paige cried happily as she mashed her muddy body all over him and wiped her mud ridden hand over his face. "Well, look at it this way, Wyatt. You're getting a spa day with the girls. Consider yourself lucky."
He dusted himself off the best he could annoyed. Spa day his ass.
"I bet you won't have to worry about exfoliating your face for a year," Piper laughed along with her sisters as she surveyed the mess Wyatt now was in.
"Can we get back to work?" he asked, but in answer they all came back to him and gave him another quick group hug that got him even more dirty then before. He gave up. They were just plain evil.
When they finally let him go, and he knew that they had had their fun, he put the ring on his finger and looked at it in the moonlight. It shined almost a pale red for a moment.
He waited for it to do something like start a storm or bring about the ghost of himself like what would probably happen in a movie, but nothing happened.
How boring. How dull.
He frowned down at the ring and rubbed off a fresh spot of mud so that it would be clean.
Right now, it was the cleanest thing on his body after the muddy attack.
"Well," Piper asked him waiting to see if anything was different.
"It's weird. I feel like I'm indestructible with it on." he told her laughing uncomfortably.
"Okay, Wyatt. This is the point in time where you start hopping around like a crazed cave man and say 'My precious. My precious'." Phoebe told him excitedly as she imitated Golem's voice precisely.
"Oh, you've got to for old times sake." Paige agreed, also excited that someone had finally jumped onto her band wagon.
"Way to go, you guys. That's being mature about it," Piper said, rolling her eyes with a rare smile.
"Oh, come on. Like you weren't thinking the same thing." Phoebe remarked.
When Piper shook her head with her eyebrows raised in amusement in response to what she'd said, Phoebe rolled her eyes and mouthed 'come on' to Wyatt. He just stared at her incredulously as the weird feeling of being indestructible passed through his being.
No wonder he had gone crazy in his last life. He'd probably thought he was superman or something with the ring on.
Then, a sudden chill flew through his body like a tornado rushing its nearest victim.
It felt like the ground was coming up to meet him and he couldn't move to stop it. He hit the ground hard and there was an instant of complete black terror on his part. The terror eased slowly as he realized his eyes were closed and that's why it was pitch black.
Idiot, he yelled at himself.
He opened his blue eyes slowly and took a breath as his surroundings came into focus.
"Wow, what a head rush." he whispered to himself.
"We really should get back before we run out of time." he started to tell his family and then his surroundings registered in his mind.
His family wasn't in the cemetery with him anymore. Hell, he wasn't in the cemetery with them anymore. Instead, he was in his own back yard. Or at least what it had looked like a century before.
Valerie was laying on the ground in front of him.
Her body laid in a heap as if she had just merely been dropped onto the ground by an insolent child going for a different toy because his old one wasn't interesting.
Her blue eyes looked at him glassily. She was dead.
Which only meant one other thing.
He turned his gaze to see William lying a few feet from her. He was also dead. A puddle of blood was pouring from his body and a knife laid beside him as his eyes looked at him questioningly in death.
"Oh, shit," he cried as he sprang to his feet.
He wasn't supposed to be here. He was supposed to be with his mother and his aunts in the cemetery. Something had gone really, really wrong and he was now stuck in his last life.
He realized then that his past life self wasn't stupid. He'd probably realized that one day Valerie would try to save herself and the easiest way to get to her or stop her from doing just that was to place a spell on the ring to make sure that he was reborn again.
"Not good. Not good," he said to himself.
Then a crack of thunder came through the sky sparking him out of his thoughts. It was just in time to see the silhouettes of P. Bowen and P Baxter hovering a few feet behind him. They both looked at him with their hands on their hips and angry expressions painted over their polished faces.
They were angry. They had saw what had happened and now they thought it had been him that had done it. Which technically it had been only it had been his former past life self and not the one standing before them. Of course, they didn't know that and they wouldn't believe that.
He needed to get out of there quick.
There was only one way out and it was the alley way.
As soon as he realized that was the only way out, P. Bowen blew a flow of ice in his direction. He instinctively went down into a ducking motion as the cold ice flew above his head.
That was a close one.
He tried to use his powers to at least counteract theirs till he could get away. He tried to use his telekinesis to throw them a few feet away from him, but it didn't work. Oh shit, he thought.
Then, he got up and before P. Baxter could use her freezing powers on him he used one of the moves Phoebe had once taught him as a child on her. Incidentally, the move sent her straight into P. Bowen and they both flew to the ground in a jumble of confusion.
As soon as he saw that they were down for at least a few moments he ran as quickly as he could away from the scene.
"Sorry mom!" he yelled back at them.
"You okay, Wyatt?" Piper asked, watching her son.
"Oh, yeah. Fine, mom." he said looking around the cemetery as if he were seeing it for the first time. "Never been better."
Piper looked at her son for another moment.
She didn't know what it was about him, but there was something inside of her telling her to be on guard.
He gave her an annoyed expression that said 'what' and she let it go for now. He wasn't acting any differently then he usually did. He was fine. It was just her overreacting after everything that had happened that day. Her nerves were going to be fried for a week because of everything that had happened that day.
"Now, let's get home and get Victoria before the curse does," he said reaching out his hand to her.
Piper took it slowly and Paige along with Phoebe all took hands together to make their way back to the house a faster one with all of them together.
Thank you Stony Angel for the reviews. Tis awesome. I know, I know. You favor Wyatt and Victoria. I shall try to keep that in mind.
Lotamoxie: I know. Piper's pregnant so she shouldn't be doing grunt work. Of course, that was the only way to add a bit of humor to the story. So I will say she didn't really dig she just helped pushed the dirt off the coffin. You see if she was on top holding the flashlight and Wyatt was where she was you wouldn't get the same dynamic of the sisters being together. It might have been close to it but it wouldn't have been so good. But thank you for bringing your nitpicks to my attention. It's nice to know you're paying attention to detail.
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In their past life their names were:
Chris= William
Wyatt= Andrew
Prue= P. Bowen
Piper= P. Bexter
Phoebe= P. Russel
Victoria= Valerie
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Phoebe smiled at her oldest nephew and gave him the ring that she had swiped from Paige when Paige hadn't been looking. Paige who had been searching her pockets for the ring gave her an immensely annoyed stare, shook her head at her, and then gave a small smile to Wyatt.
He had to admit more then ever as he'd watched them work together that night that they never really had grown up. He doubted they ever would. Which was cool with him because it was what made him love each one of them so much.
"Here it is," Phoebe chirped as she placed it squarely in his hand. "You're lucky that some of us can keep a hold of things better then others." she said, giving him a wink.
"Right, Phoebe. Wyatt, you're welcome for me having to touch a dead body in order to get it. You're also welcome for me not killing off my middle sister right here in front of you," Paige told Wyatt with a look as she rolled her eyes at Phoebe.
"Thanks, Aunt Paige," he responded, rolling the ring around in his hand.
The ring had a white quartz crystal stone in the very center of a dirty gold band. It didn't look all powerful. It looked like any other ring he'd ever seen on earth.
He guessed looks could be deceiving.
He also had to admit another thing: his mother and aunts were extremely dirty and he really wanted to stay as far from them as possible. They looked as if they had been in a mud pit wrestling. Of course, his reaction to Phoebe being so close by giving him the ring had made her realize the power she had over him.
"Hey, guys how about a group hug for once?" she asked.
They all realized what she meant and started towards him with evil smiles.
He quickly tried to get away, but they came at him blocking his path from leaving. They all were coming at him from every side possible as he backed up.
They looked like they had just dug their way out of their own graves and were ready to eat his flesh to survive. When Phoebe tried to pounce him he immediately orbed behind Paige, but when she turned to him it was too late. He was a goner and he knew it. He gave up as she grabbed him before he could orb away again.
They all descended upon him like bees to honey and he was immersed in muddy family members as they gave him the group hug he so well deserved.
"Score," Paige cried happily as she mashed her muddy body all over him and wiped her mud ridden hand over his face. "Well, look at it this way, Wyatt. You're getting a spa day with the girls. Consider yourself lucky."
He dusted himself off the best he could annoyed. Spa day his ass.
"I bet you won't have to worry about exfoliating your face for a year," Piper laughed along with her sisters as she surveyed the mess Wyatt now was in.
"Can we get back to work?" he asked, but in answer they all came back to him and gave him another quick group hug that got him even more dirty then before. He gave up. They were just plain evil.
When they finally let him go, and he knew that they had had their fun, he put the ring on his finger and looked at it in the moonlight. It shined almost a pale red for a moment.
He waited for it to do something like start a storm or bring about the ghost of himself like what would probably happen in a movie, but nothing happened.
How boring. How dull.
He frowned down at the ring and rubbed off a fresh spot of mud so that it would be clean.
Right now, it was the cleanest thing on his body after the muddy attack.
"Well," Piper asked him waiting to see if anything was different.
"It's weird. I feel like I'm indestructible with it on." he told her laughing uncomfortably.
"Okay, Wyatt. This is the point in time where you start hopping around like a crazed cave man and say 'My precious. My precious'." Phoebe told him excitedly as she imitated Golem's voice precisely.
"Oh, you've got to for old times sake." Paige agreed, also excited that someone had finally jumped onto her band wagon.
"Way to go, you guys. That's being mature about it," Piper said, rolling her eyes with a rare smile.
"Oh, come on. Like you weren't thinking the same thing." Phoebe remarked.
When Piper shook her head with her eyebrows raised in amusement in response to what she'd said, Phoebe rolled her eyes and mouthed 'come on' to Wyatt. He just stared at her incredulously as the weird feeling of being indestructible passed through his being.
No wonder he had gone crazy in his last life. He'd probably thought he was superman or something with the ring on.
Then, a sudden chill flew through his body like a tornado rushing its nearest victim.
It felt like the ground was coming up to meet him and he couldn't move to stop it. He hit the ground hard and there was an instant of complete black terror on his part. The terror eased slowly as he realized his eyes were closed and that's why it was pitch black.
Idiot, he yelled at himself.
He opened his blue eyes slowly and took a breath as his surroundings came into focus.
"Wow, what a head rush." he whispered to himself.
"We really should get back before we run out of time." he started to tell his family and then his surroundings registered in his mind.
His family wasn't in the cemetery with him anymore. Hell, he wasn't in the cemetery with them anymore. Instead, he was in his own back yard. Or at least what it had looked like a century before.
Valerie was laying on the ground in front of him.
Her body laid in a heap as if she had just merely been dropped onto the ground by an insolent child going for a different toy because his old one wasn't interesting.
Her blue eyes looked at him glassily. She was dead.
Which only meant one other thing.
He turned his gaze to see William lying a few feet from her. He was also dead. A puddle of blood was pouring from his body and a knife laid beside him as his eyes looked at him questioningly in death.
"Oh, shit," he cried as he sprang to his feet.
He wasn't supposed to be here. He was supposed to be with his mother and his aunts in the cemetery. Something had gone really, really wrong and he was now stuck in his last life.
He realized then that his past life self wasn't stupid. He'd probably realized that one day Valerie would try to save herself and the easiest way to get to her or stop her from doing just that was to place a spell on the ring to make sure that he was reborn again.
"Not good. Not good," he said to himself.
Then a crack of thunder came through the sky sparking him out of his thoughts. It was just in time to see the silhouettes of P. Bowen and P Baxter hovering a few feet behind him. They both looked at him with their hands on their hips and angry expressions painted over their polished faces.
They were angry. They had saw what had happened and now they thought it had been him that had done it. Which technically it had been only it had been his former past life self and not the one standing before them. Of course, they didn't know that and they wouldn't believe that.
He needed to get out of there quick.
There was only one way out and it was the alley way.
As soon as he realized that was the only way out, P. Bowen blew a flow of ice in his direction. He instinctively went down into a ducking motion as the cold ice flew above his head.
That was a close one.
He tried to use his powers to at least counteract theirs till he could get away. He tried to use his telekinesis to throw them a few feet away from him, but it didn't work. Oh shit, he thought.
Then, he got up and before P. Baxter could use her freezing powers on him he used one of the moves Phoebe had once taught him as a child on her. Incidentally, the move sent her straight into P. Bowen and they both flew to the ground in a jumble of confusion.
As soon as he saw that they were down for at least a few moments he ran as quickly as he could away from the scene.
"Sorry mom!" he yelled back at them.
"You okay, Wyatt?" Piper asked, watching her son.
"Oh, yeah. Fine, mom." he said looking around the cemetery as if he were seeing it for the first time. "Never been better."
Piper looked at her son for another moment.
She didn't know what it was about him, but there was something inside of her telling her to be on guard.
He gave her an annoyed expression that said 'what' and she let it go for now. He wasn't acting any differently then he usually did. He was fine. It was just her overreacting after everything that had happened that day. Her nerves were going to be fried for a week because of everything that had happened that day.
"Now, let's get home and get Victoria before the curse does," he said reaching out his hand to her.
Piper took it slowly and Paige along with Phoebe all took hands together to make their way back to the house a faster one with all of them together.