A/N: Sorry for the delay but I had Charmed writer's block. I am Cleopatra, Queen of Denial when it comes to prue's death, so... there! Anyway, I'm sorry about the long taking of the time (I didn't even understand that, lol) anyway, here is chapter eight! Rejoice!
Phoebe yawned and walked out of the kitchen. It was now three in the morning and she and her sisters were keeping a constant watch on the orb.
"What're you doing up?" Phoebe asked Prue. Prue was staring into the fire.
"Couldn't sleep." Prue said. Phoebe settled herself opposite her sister and began to stare into the fire too.
"Thinking about Evil you?" Phoebe asked.
"A little." Prue said. "I'm thinking about this and that, you know."
"This and that... all too familiar with this and that." Phoebe said.
Prue glanced over at Piper, who was asleep on the couch. Then, she looked over at Ali, who was asleep in the comfy armchair with her feet propped up on the small table.
"I have no idea how they can sleep." Prue said.
"I dunno." Phoebe murmured. "You want some tea?"
"No, I don't feel like anything." Prue said.
Phoebe leaned over and picked up the orb off the table.
"All this over this tiny little thing." Phoebe said.
"Big trouble often comes from little things." Prue said wisely.
"And that," Phoebe said, putting the orb back down on the table. "Is why you are the older sister."
Prue only grinned thoughtfully and looked back into the fire.
The two were wrapped up in the silence, just staring at the fire. Neither of them heard the footsteps near the door, but they both heard the door creak open.
Phoebe threw a questioning look at Prue. Prue only shrugged and got up. Phoebe followed and they crept to the foyer.
They peered around the dark corner and Prue was face to face with herself.
"Boo."
"You guys! Get up!" Phoebe yelled.
"Aw, you think they can help?" Dark Prue teased and a sword appeared in her hand.
"You guys!" Phoebe yelled louder.
Dark Prue walked toward them and swung the sword forward, but Ali dashed in front of them and pushed Dark Prue back, using her own sword.
"So, the little one has come to face fate." Dark Prue said, eyeing Ali.
"No, the evil one has come to face fate." Ali said.
"All right, let's just freeze." Piper said and froze Dark Prue.
"That won't hold for long."
"Piper, you better have gained telepathy because I just heard your voice." Phoebe said.
"No, she hasn't got telepathy, but I have this." Dark Piper said, coming from the room. She had the orb. Dark Phoebe followed her.
"How are you free?" Piper asked.
"Simple spell our elder sister cast." Dark Piper said, a sword appearing in her hand. Dark Prue unfroze and smiled when she saw her sisters were free.
"The spell... how does it work?" Phoebe asked.
"Oh, right. Like we're going to tell you our evilest of plans." Dark Prue scoffed.
"She may look like me, but she definitely doesn't hold the knowledge I do." Dark Phoebe said to her sisters.
"Bitch!" Phoebe exclaimed and lunged forward. A sword formed in Dark Phoebe's hand and she pointed it forward. Phoebe stopped moving when the sword was about an inch from her flesh. Dark Phoebe gave her a look, daring her to keep going.
"A fight to the death is in order." Dark Prue said.
"Excuse me?" Piper asked.
"A fight to the death, mortal." Dark Prue repeated. "We shall all engage in a battle of the magic. Each shall be paired with her equal... all except her."
Dark Prue snarled at Ali and her sisters did the same.
"What're the rules?" Phoebe asked.
"The only rule is survival." Dark Prue said, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"Can we expand on that?" Piper asked. Dark Piper snarled at her and touched the very tip of her sword.
"Anything goes." Dark Prue said. "Your only goal is survival."
Dark Prue waved her hand and six orbs appeared and floated between them.
"Each of us gets an orb." Dark Prue said. "The winner imprisons the loser inside."
"I thought it was a fight to the death." Phoebe said.
"Being in one of those orbs may as well be death." Dark Piper snarled.
"Ready?" Dark Prue asked.
"Just give us a second." Prue said, and they huddled.
"Ali, keep your orb." Prue whispered. "We're going to win this."
"Of course, we're Charmed." Piper said with a grin.
"All right, one... two... three..." Prue counted down.
"Charmed!" Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Ali exclaimed at once.
"Touching." Dark Prue said. "Can we start now?"
Prue looked at everyone on her side, then nodded sternly. Dark Prue smiled and snapped her fingers, then she and Prue disappeared in two puffs of smoke.
Phoebe yawned and walked out of the kitchen. It was now three in the morning and she and her sisters were keeping a constant watch on the orb.
"What're you doing up?" Phoebe asked Prue. Prue was staring into the fire.
"Couldn't sleep." Prue said. Phoebe settled herself opposite her sister and began to stare into the fire too.
"Thinking about Evil you?" Phoebe asked.
"A little." Prue said. "I'm thinking about this and that, you know."
"This and that... all too familiar with this and that." Phoebe said.
Prue glanced over at Piper, who was asleep on the couch. Then, she looked over at Ali, who was asleep in the comfy armchair with her feet propped up on the small table.
"I have no idea how they can sleep." Prue said.
"I dunno." Phoebe murmured. "You want some tea?"
"No, I don't feel like anything." Prue said.
Phoebe leaned over and picked up the orb off the table.
"All this over this tiny little thing." Phoebe said.
"Big trouble often comes from little things." Prue said wisely.
"And that," Phoebe said, putting the orb back down on the table. "Is why you are the older sister."
Prue only grinned thoughtfully and looked back into the fire.
The two were wrapped up in the silence, just staring at the fire. Neither of them heard the footsteps near the door, but they both heard the door creak open.
Phoebe threw a questioning look at Prue. Prue only shrugged and got up. Phoebe followed and they crept to the foyer.
They peered around the dark corner and Prue was face to face with herself.
"Boo."
"You guys! Get up!" Phoebe yelled.
"Aw, you think they can help?" Dark Prue teased and a sword appeared in her hand.
"You guys!" Phoebe yelled louder.
Dark Prue walked toward them and swung the sword forward, but Ali dashed in front of them and pushed Dark Prue back, using her own sword.
"So, the little one has come to face fate." Dark Prue said, eyeing Ali.
"No, the evil one has come to face fate." Ali said.
"All right, let's just freeze." Piper said and froze Dark Prue.
"That won't hold for long."
"Piper, you better have gained telepathy because I just heard your voice." Phoebe said.
"No, she hasn't got telepathy, but I have this." Dark Piper said, coming from the room. She had the orb. Dark Phoebe followed her.
"How are you free?" Piper asked.
"Simple spell our elder sister cast." Dark Piper said, a sword appearing in her hand. Dark Prue unfroze and smiled when she saw her sisters were free.
"The spell... how does it work?" Phoebe asked.
"Oh, right. Like we're going to tell you our evilest of plans." Dark Prue scoffed.
"She may look like me, but she definitely doesn't hold the knowledge I do." Dark Phoebe said to her sisters.
"Bitch!" Phoebe exclaimed and lunged forward. A sword formed in Dark Phoebe's hand and she pointed it forward. Phoebe stopped moving when the sword was about an inch from her flesh. Dark Phoebe gave her a look, daring her to keep going.
"A fight to the death is in order." Dark Prue said.
"Excuse me?" Piper asked.
"A fight to the death, mortal." Dark Prue repeated. "We shall all engage in a battle of the magic. Each shall be paired with her equal... all except her."
Dark Prue snarled at Ali and her sisters did the same.
"What're the rules?" Phoebe asked.
"The only rule is survival." Dark Prue said, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"Can we expand on that?" Piper asked. Dark Piper snarled at her and touched the very tip of her sword.
"Anything goes." Dark Prue said. "Your only goal is survival."
Dark Prue waved her hand and six orbs appeared and floated between them.
"Each of us gets an orb." Dark Prue said. "The winner imprisons the loser inside."
"I thought it was a fight to the death." Phoebe said.
"Being in one of those orbs may as well be death." Dark Piper snarled.
"Ready?" Dark Prue asked.
"Just give us a second." Prue said, and they huddled.
"Ali, keep your orb." Prue whispered. "We're going to win this."
"Of course, we're Charmed." Piper said with a grin.
"All right, one... two... three..." Prue counted down.
"Charmed!" Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Ali exclaimed at once.
"Touching." Dark Prue said. "Can we start now?"
Prue looked at everyone on her side, then nodded sternly. Dark Prue smiled and snapped her fingers, then she and Prue disappeared in two puffs of smoke.
