Clark opened his eyes slowly. He felt weak all over. Clark lifted his head off of the pillow and looked around. He was in a bedroom. It was very dark and couldn't make out a lot of things. There was a small hole in the door with bars covering it up.
"Hello."
Clark was startled. He looked over by the window and saw an old man, sitting on a rocking chair.
"H-hello." Clark got out.
"Would you by chance know if it is going to be a full moon tonight?" The old man asked. "The moon's going to rise and I was wondering."
"I-I think it is." Clark said.
"Oh." The old man said and began to rock, then looked out the window.
"Excuse me." Clark said. "But where am I? And what's going on?"
"I'm Joseph." The old man said. "And this is the Halliwell manor. You're a prisoner."
"Are you a prisoner?" Clark asked, sitting up.
"Yes and no." Joseph said, rocking in his chair.
"Yes and no?" Clark asked, confused.
"I wasn't originally a prisoner." Joseph said, still rocking. "I worked with the Halliwells for a short time, but I bit their Grams."
"You... you bit her?" Clark asked. He was very confused.
"Yes." Joseph said. "I bit her and their spells didn't work. She didn't last through the transformation. They got made at me and put a spell on me. Now instead of changing once every month, I change every full moon. They know it causes me pain to transform. They locked me up and here I am."
"Food, cat." A demon said and shoved a loaf of bread through the small hole in the door. Clark grabbed the bread and broke it in half. He gave half to Joseph and kept half for himself.
"If you don't mind me asking," Clark asked with a mouthful of bread. "What... what do you change into?"
"I change into a Sabre." Joseph said. Clark almost choked on his bread.
"A Sabre? Aren't Sabres big cat demons?" Clark asked.
"Oh yes." Joseph said. "Sabres are like saber-toothed tigers, except they can walk on their hind legs. Very powerful."
"And... and you change into one every full moon?" Clark asked.
"Yes." Joseph said. "That's what the spell did. And you say a full moon is tonight?"
Clark only nodded and got off the bed. He walked over to the door.
"I can see the moon." Joseph said. "It was nice knowing you... what was your name?"
"My-my name is Clark."
"It was nice knowing you Clark." Joseph said and stood up. He screamed in pain as his body changed into a big cat, thick yellow fur and all. Clark screamed and pounded on the door.
"Let me out!" Clark screamed. "He's changing! Let me out! Let me out!"
Joseph was now fully transformed. Clark sank to the floor and whimpered as Joseph stared at him with a hungry look. Joseph sprang and Clark closed his eyes. Clark could feel Joseph breathing on him and he could feel the paws on either side of his head, but suddenly, the door was no longer behind him. He fell on his back and heard the door slam quickly, then he heard Joseph pawing and scratching at the door.
Clark looked up and saw Prue glaring angrily down at him.
"You saved me." Clark said.
"Think nothing of it." Prue said harshly.
"Why would you save me?" Clark asked.
"Your blood." Prue said. "If you are dead before my sisters' freeing spell, your blood is of no use."
Clark knew that she wouldn't have saved him unless he really needed her for something. The Dark Ones weren't that kind of people.
"Tell me Clark," Prue said. "Where is the girl?"
"What girl?" Clark asked.
Prue looked at the demon that was standing near Joseph's door and he seemed to understand. He grabbed the back of Clark's shirt and lifted him up, this time his feet were not touching the ground.
"I'm going to ask you again." Prue said. "Where is the girl?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Clark lied. Prue punched him hard in the stomach.
"Wrong answer." The demon croaked.
"Where is the girl?" Prue shouted.
"I don't know!" Clark shouted back. The demon shoved him hard against the wall and he got a small nosebleed.
"Do not lie." The demon said.
"Where is she? Where is the girl?" Prue asked.
"I don't know." Clark said.
Prue took a dagger from her black robes. Clark recognized them as ceremonial, ritual robes.
"You can make this hard." Prue said. "Or you can make it very easy."
"I don't know." Clark said, almost sobbing.
"The hard way, ay? Fine." Prue said, then stabbed Clark in the heart.
"Noooooooo!"
A/N: Zettie McZette Zette (lol, I just couldn't help myself) is *this* good enough to get Leo back? Hmmmmm? Next hapter almost done. =)
"Hello."
Clark was startled. He looked over by the window and saw an old man, sitting on a rocking chair.
"H-hello." Clark got out.
"Would you by chance know if it is going to be a full moon tonight?" The old man asked. "The moon's going to rise and I was wondering."
"I-I think it is." Clark said.
"Oh." The old man said and began to rock, then looked out the window.
"Excuse me." Clark said. "But where am I? And what's going on?"
"I'm Joseph." The old man said. "And this is the Halliwell manor. You're a prisoner."
"Are you a prisoner?" Clark asked, sitting up.
"Yes and no." Joseph said, rocking in his chair.
"Yes and no?" Clark asked, confused.
"I wasn't originally a prisoner." Joseph said, still rocking. "I worked with the Halliwells for a short time, but I bit their Grams."
"You... you bit her?" Clark asked. He was very confused.
"Yes." Joseph said. "I bit her and their spells didn't work. She didn't last through the transformation. They got made at me and put a spell on me. Now instead of changing once every month, I change every full moon. They know it causes me pain to transform. They locked me up and here I am."
"Food, cat." A demon said and shoved a loaf of bread through the small hole in the door. Clark grabbed the bread and broke it in half. He gave half to Joseph and kept half for himself.
"If you don't mind me asking," Clark asked with a mouthful of bread. "What... what do you change into?"
"I change into a Sabre." Joseph said. Clark almost choked on his bread.
"A Sabre? Aren't Sabres big cat demons?" Clark asked.
"Oh yes." Joseph said. "Sabres are like saber-toothed tigers, except they can walk on their hind legs. Very powerful."
"And... and you change into one every full moon?" Clark asked.
"Yes." Joseph said. "That's what the spell did. And you say a full moon is tonight?"
Clark only nodded and got off the bed. He walked over to the door.
"I can see the moon." Joseph said. "It was nice knowing you... what was your name?"
"My-my name is Clark."
"It was nice knowing you Clark." Joseph said and stood up. He screamed in pain as his body changed into a big cat, thick yellow fur and all. Clark screamed and pounded on the door.
"Let me out!" Clark screamed. "He's changing! Let me out! Let me out!"
Joseph was now fully transformed. Clark sank to the floor and whimpered as Joseph stared at him with a hungry look. Joseph sprang and Clark closed his eyes. Clark could feel Joseph breathing on him and he could feel the paws on either side of his head, but suddenly, the door was no longer behind him. He fell on his back and heard the door slam quickly, then he heard Joseph pawing and scratching at the door.
Clark looked up and saw Prue glaring angrily down at him.
"You saved me." Clark said.
"Think nothing of it." Prue said harshly.
"Why would you save me?" Clark asked.
"Your blood." Prue said. "If you are dead before my sisters' freeing spell, your blood is of no use."
Clark knew that she wouldn't have saved him unless he really needed her for something. The Dark Ones weren't that kind of people.
"Tell me Clark," Prue said. "Where is the girl?"
"What girl?" Clark asked.
Prue looked at the demon that was standing near Joseph's door and he seemed to understand. He grabbed the back of Clark's shirt and lifted him up, this time his feet were not touching the ground.
"I'm going to ask you again." Prue said. "Where is the girl?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Clark lied. Prue punched him hard in the stomach.
"Wrong answer." The demon croaked.
"Where is the girl?" Prue shouted.
"I don't know!" Clark shouted back. The demon shoved him hard against the wall and he got a small nosebleed.
"Do not lie." The demon said.
"Where is she? Where is the girl?" Prue asked.
"I don't know." Clark said.
Prue took a dagger from her black robes. Clark recognized them as ceremonial, ritual robes.
"You can make this hard." Prue said. "Or you can make it very easy."
"I don't know." Clark said, almost sobbing.
"The hard way, ay? Fine." Prue said, then stabbed Clark in the heart.
"Noooooooo!"
A/N: Zettie McZette Zette (lol, I just couldn't help myself) is *this* good enough to get Leo back? Hmmmmm? Next hapter almost done. =)
