The Whitelighter Chronicles: Alli's story
I guess I should begin where all stories begin; from the beginning. The trouble with that is, I don't know where it began. Did it begin when I was still a mortal, or once I became what I thought was a whitelighter? Most would argue it started from when I was still mortal , however, this story is somewhat odd. I don't really remember much anymore, so I have pulled out all my old notebooks, including the one I kept while on the Mortal's plane. Ok, now that I have totally gotten you all confused, I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Allison Wyatt. I am roughly about thirteen now, but I have the appearance of an eight year old. I lived with the famous Charmed Ones when I was smaller, however , now I live with Rose Wyatt and her father, Maxwell. They are very nice, but in the beginning, I didn't always think so. Oh, and I have three other very important people in my life as well. The first and most important to me is Justin. Justin is my brother and whitelighter. He and I were very close in the mortal life, but I lost him to a deadly coven when I was four. At that time, I had another whitelighter, named Leo Wyatt. He was really something special, only known to me as an imaginary friend, back then. We were reunited on the whitelighter plane when I was murdered by my father. That too, will be told here, in due time. The third person of importance is Cole Turner. Cole came into my life for the first time when I was six. His demon side, Belthazaar, was still very viscous and alive in him. Out of anger, he kidnapped me from Phoebe Halliwell, my aunt at the time. He never did hurt me, so I think his demon side was fading at the time. The Halliwells have kept a close eye on him ever since. Well, I guess that was a pretty long introduction, but now you know basically all the people that will be involved in my story, and who have helped me to make my transitions. With all this said, I will now begin my story.
