Christina went downstairs. She saw Jersey playing with the teddy bear. She was tossing it up in the air and freezing it. Then she would let it unfreeze and it would fall to the ground. Jordan was watching in amazement, but hadn't done anything yet. Tim walked over and took the teddy bear out of the air the next time Jersey had froze it. Jersey got mad and flicked her fingers at him. Nothing happened, Tim just kept walking up to Christina's room. Jordan sensed his sisters distress. Suddenly, Jordan shifted. He shrunk and turned a brownish color. Suddenly, another teddy bear sat in front of Jersey. Jersey giggled happily, and tossed it in the air and tried to freeze it. But the freezing didn't work. The bear fell towards the ground at a frightening speed and started shrieking. Christina twisted her finger, and the bear flew towards her. She easily caught it. She tickled the bear until it slowly turned into her brother Jordan.
"I guess I know what they can do." She whispered to herself. She picked up her giggling brother and sister and brought them up to her parents room. She heard them muttering in the bedroom. Tim joined them outside of the room.
"What's wrong?" he asked her.
"Well, Jordan is changing shape and Jersey is freezing things." They looked at the twins, who were now tossing pieces of the carpet at each other. Jordan picked up a big piece of carpet and threw it at Jersey. Jersey held out her hand and deflected the carpet back at Jordan. Jordan giggled and turned himself into a small beach ball. Jersey picked it up and tossed it up and deflected it with a swirl of blue on her hand. She ran around the hallway doing it. Christina sighed. "I guess that Jersey is deflecting things now too."
"Makes you wonder why we didn't get very much." It was a surprisingly mature response from her six-year-old brother. He ran out and started playing with the twins. He convinced them to stop using their powers and Jordan turned back into a person. Christina knocked urgently on her parent's bedroom door.
"Mom? Dad? I need to talk to you!" she called out.
"Alright." A muffled sound came out of the bedroom. Her father and mother opened the door. "What's wrong?" asked her mother.
"Well, Jordan is transforming into things and Jersey is deflecting carpet bits and freezing teddy bears. Nothing really."
"Wait. Your brother and sister are transforming and deflecting along with freezing?"
"Yeah."
"This must be the power of two that I got in my premonition." Her mother muttered to herself. "Listen, Christina. There's nothing you can do about this."
"Why don't I get any good powers?"
Her father laugh. "You talk like that, you're going to go evil. Believe me, I know." Her father was the once feared Balthazor, but had turned good when he met her mother.
"Chrissie, you inherited everything you have from your aunt Prue. Now it's Jordan and Jersey's time to inherit powers. They inherited them from some unknown relatives, and they are going to be something to fear." A streak of fear crossed Phoebe's face. "There was a premonition of this by every good witch when they were born. A boy and a girl would make up an all-powerful set of witches. Someday, they are going to fix the evil we have in our world. For now, they just have to be raised." Phoebe got a distanced look in her eyes. "And not by evil." She gave Cole a hug. "Not that you're evil." They smiled at each other. Christina left the room. She would remember this for years to come.
"I guess I know what they can do." She whispered to herself. She picked up her giggling brother and sister and brought them up to her parents room. She heard them muttering in the bedroom. Tim joined them outside of the room.
"What's wrong?" he asked her.
"Well, Jordan is changing shape and Jersey is freezing things." They looked at the twins, who were now tossing pieces of the carpet at each other. Jordan picked up a big piece of carpet and threw it at Jersey. Jersey held out her hand and deflected the carpet back at Jordan. Jordan giggled and turned himself into a small beach ball. Jersey picked it up and tossed it up and deflected it with a swirl of blue on her hand. She ran around the hallway doing it. Christina sighed. "I guess that Jersey is deflecting things now too."
"Makes you wonder why we didn't get very much." It was a surprisingly mature response from her six-year-old brother. He ran out and started playing with the twins. He convinced them to stop using their powers and Jordan turned back into a person. Christina knocked urgently on her parent's bedroom door.
"Mom? Dad? I need to talk to you!" she called out.
"Alright." A muffled sound came out of the bedroom. Her father and mother opened the door. "What's wrong?" asked her mother.
"Well, Jordan is transforming into things and Jersey is deflecting carpet bits and freezing teddy bears. Nothing really."
"Wait. Your brother and sister are transforming and deflecting along with freezing?"
"Yeah."
"This must be the power of two that I got in my premonition." Her mother muttered to herself. "Listen, Christina. There's nothing you can do about this."
"Why don't I get any good powers?"
Her father laugh. "You talk like that, you're going to go evil. Believe me, I know." Her father was the once feared Balthazor, but had turned good when he met her mother.
"Chrissie, you inherited everything you have from your aunt Prue. Now it's Jordan and Jersey's time to inherit powers. They inherited them from some unknown relatives, and they are going to be something to fear." A streak of fear crossed Phoebe's face. "There was a premonition of this by every good witch when they were born. A boy and a girl would make up an all-powerful set of witches. Someday, they are going to fix the evil we have in our world. For now, they just have to be raised." Phoebe got a distanced look in her eyes. "And not by evil." She gave Cole a hug. "Not that you're evil." They smiled at each other. Christina left the room. She would remember this for years to come.