I paged through the Book of Shadows in the attic, looking for anything to
bring Phoebe back or to kill Scarlett forever. I was to keep it from Cole
that Phoebe ever died, lest he attack Paige. Leo was with Them, trying to
coax the spirit of Phoebe out of Heaven, without the use of magick. Must be
a really nice place, cause its' taking a damn long time. The attic door
swung open, and I feared it'd be Cole, who'd discover the corpse that I'd
moved up here. Nope, it couldn't be an angsty boyfriend. It just had to be
the Witch-Bitch that took over my other sister.
"Let me guess, you're finding a way to vanquish me, for the good of Mankind and to avenge your sister? Marisa was always stupid," Scarlett spoke up first.
I seethed. At least, so far, the warlock didn't exactly figure out Paige's powers.
"Cat got your tongue? Ah, well, so long as you're not doing any pointless poems. Hmm. does this do it?" Scarlett held out her hands. "Book." I watched helplessly as the book disappeared off the thing and reappeared in her hands. Shit. Shit, shit, shit.
"Well, I got what I came for," Scarlett commented lazily. I needed to stall, really good, because Scarlett was turning around and leaving, and the book might mistake her for Paige.
"Wait!" I called. "Where do I fit into this? If Phoebe was Marisa, and Prue was Anne, who was I?"
Scarlett glared coldly. "You know that all things have a death, wherever they may perish, do you not?" She asked. I nodded, at a loss with her explanation.
"Somehow the fates twisted it badly, and you are both Elisabeth and Charlotte Halliwell. two souls in one. And I am not having you 'vanquish' me any longer, is that clear?"
I blinked in confusion. How could two souls be merged into one? "Huh?"
"Let me guess, you're finding a way to vanquish me, for the good of Mankind and to avenge your sister? Marisa was always stupid," Scarlett spoke up first.
I seethed. At least, so far, the warlock didn't exactly figure out Paige's powers.
"Cat got your tongue? Ah, well, so long as you're not doing any pointless poems. Hmm. does this do it?" Scarlett held out her hands. "Book." I watched helplessly as the book disappeared off the thing and reappeared in her hands. Shit. Shit, shit, shit.
"Well, I got what I came for," Scarlett commented lazily. I needed to stall, really good, because Scarlett was turning around and leaving, and the book might mistake her for Paige.
"Wait!" I called. "Where do I fit into this? If Phoebe was Marisa, and Prue was Anne, who was I?"
Scarlett glared coldly. "You know that all things have a death, wherever they may perish, do you not?" She asked. I nodded, at a loss with her explanation.
"Somehow the fates twisted it badly, and you are both Elisabeth and Charlotte Halliwell. two souls in one. And I am not having you 'vanquish' me any longer, is that clear?"
I blinked in confusion. How could two souls be merged into one? "Huh?"
