A Charmed Connection
Chapter Three: The Connection's discovered
Disclaimer: Charmed and it's characters are no way affiliated with me or anyone in my family. Nothing remotely familiar belongs to me. However, the story and the characters made up for the content of this story do. This is copywritten and stealing would illegal.
(c)2002
Harry Potter Addict
Email:
valley_chic2005@yahoo.com
Author's note about the chapter: I was hoping for more reviews on this story, but it's all good. This chapter may be the last one. I am not sure yet. Hope you are enjoying this so far! PLEASE R/R! I die for feedback on my stories.
Piper began eyeing the Book of Shadows cover from outside the glass window. Five years ago, the sisters had put in this Wiccan Shop for safe keeping. There hadn't been a reason to have it until now. A woman greeted Piper at the door. The woman was dress in traditional wiccan clothing, a peasant blouse and a long blue skirt. Her long blond hair was encrusted in beads scattered about. Her neckline had the triple cresent in a necklace. This was Marita, the woman who helped at Prue's funeral service as the Wiccan Preistess. She smiled at the sight of Piper.
"Marita! How are you?" asked Piper, hugging the woman.
Marita smiled and hugged her back. She stepped behind the glass and got the Book of Shadows.
"Needing this Piper?" Marita asked as she began to put in a paper bag.
Piper took the bag and smiled.
"Yes, I haven't needed it in 10 years. I can't find where the time has gone. Melinda is a freshman at West already!"
Marita put herself in a beanbag chair near by. Piper sat with her and brushed back her long hair.
"Ever since I took over the shop from Mom, life hasn't slowed down at all. Jesabella is 5 years old already. Showing powers of telekensis already. I fear I may have to bind her powers for good."
"Why is that? With the source gone, there is no fear for worry."
Moving uneasily in her chair, Marita starightened in her chair.
"There have been rumors. Rumors of your sister Prue's reincarnation into another being. This girl along with your Melinda will be the next to continue the prophecy."
Piper's eyes darted into the eyes of her friend and they filled with tears.
"Someone is..is Prue!" She said almost with fury.
Marita nodded. She got up quickly and began looking through her notebook.
"My whitelighter told me this only days ago. There are has been something stirring underground. This point, there isn't much I can tell you. Piper, be on your guard for both Melinda and your sake. Evil will do anything to stop the coming of this girl. Wherever and whoever she is."
Slowly, Piper arose from her purple bean bag chair. A new Prue reincarinated? It couldn't be. Marita hugged Piper and whispered something to her.
"Piper, be careful. I couldn't bear helping with another funeral."
Piper nodded and walked out of the store, her thoughts swirling in her head.
~*~The Jolson House, that same day~*~
Angela laid in her bedroom laughing with Melinda. Melinda seemed to know everything about her. Somewhow connect to her as no one else did. A sense of warmth filled Angela's heart when she was with Melinda. Almost like a sister.
"Angela, you have to talk to my mom about this dreams. They could help you. Maybe, you have the same secret as me."
Shaking her head, Angela could feel the tears waiting to drop out of her eyes.
"Melinda, I am a foster kid who has strange dreams. A lot of kids in the system have those problems. I have been to doctors and put on medication. They don't help me."
"It's not a curse. Telekensis and preminition are gifts. Angela, you are special."
Melinda moved to hug Angela, but Angela pulled away from her. Nothing Melinda kept saying made any sense to her.
"If you really think it's a gift, prove it."
Melinda rolled her eyes, but then became very assertive. Slowly, she pushed out her hands and the chiming clock halted.
"If you were an innocent or demon, you have frozen. Apparenty, you are neither."
"You'll have to do something better then that-" began Angela but then was thrown into the premintions again when she touched Melinda's necklace. She hear voices and feel the pain of the people involved.
*"Piper, don't you dare die on me."
"Prue. I am cold."
*Prue sobs and the beeping machines begin to go crazy*
"I--Love--you.."
Piper dies.*
"Angela! Are you alright?"
Angela opened her eyes wide and saw she had fallen on the floor of her bedroom. Melinda stood over her and helped her up.
"What did you see Angela?"
"I saw Prue and Piper. They were in a hospital somewhere. A lot of blood. Piper died. Prue sobbed over her body."
Melinda looked her, eyes widening. Piper was her mother and Prue was her aunt. She sat down slowly and began to sob.
"Melinda, don't cry. I think I got that for a reason. It was from Prue's perspective. I can't explain it. It happened 15 years ago."
"The year Prue died.. The day she died."
"How did you know that it was the day she died?"
Melinda's eyes filled with silent tears. She sat next to Angela and looked at her.
"Because that was the last time that Mom saw Prue ever again."
"What are you saying Melinda?"
"Well.. I think that you are Prue in a future life."
Angela glared at her sharply. Maybe she had bumped her head in the fall and she hadn't heard her right.
"Let me explain my theory. You have seen visions of your past and her past. You look dead on my aunt and plus, your telekensis is controlled by your anger. The angier you are, the more power. Angela, you are Prue. Wait until Mom finds out!"
Angela shook Melinda's shoulders.
"Hello Earth to Planet Melinda. Even if I am Prue, how would you be able to prove it? What would happen to me then?"
Melinda seem to pick her words carefully to say to Angela.
"You would help good stay in control of the world. That is a Charmed one's main duty."
"A Charmed One? What is that?"
"It starts at the beginning of the family line alright? There was a powerful named Melinda Warren. I was named for her. Anyway, She had three powers. Telekensis or the ablity to move things with her mind, Preminition, to see different points in time, and Temperal Statis, or the ablity to freeze time. When she was burned at the stake, she said that the Warren line would build until the coming of three sisters who would be the most powerful witches ever. They came. Prue, Piper, and Phoebe Halliwell were the Charmed Ones. Then when Aunt Prue died, The sisters found Paige who was a result of my grandmother and her whitelighter getting it on. She became the newest Charmed One. So you are a descandent of the most powerful Charmed One, Prue."
"Whoa, I don't think I could be Prue. She sounds like such a great witch. I am just a foster kid with problems."
Melinda began to leave the room and shut the down.
"That is what you think." She mumbled on her way out.
~*~Deep underground, some time that day~*~
A young man came into the deep candlelight. He found a bit of water and wiped his neck. Suddenly, in a puff of smoke, an older african american woman appeared.
"Seer, what do you see?" the man asked.
"I see the future Prue Halliwell alive and gaining her power. In order to become the new source, you must destroy her. She would continue the Charmed Legacy if not."
The man stepped back and pondered this carefully by the pensive look on her face.
"What if I destroy the older Charmed one? The one with the freezing power? Surely both girls would go and save the mother. I would them on the spot. A two for one deal."
The Seer smiled twistedly and stepped out.
"Be careful."
~*~The Halliwell Manor, that day~*~
Piper sat at dinner awfully quiet that night. Phoebe had gone out with Cole to Matt's musical encore. Paige was there with Stephen in her room. Melinda knocked around her dinner and sighed. A motherly insticint told her that something had been up with Melinda.
"Sweetie? Is there something wrong?"
Melinda's chocolate eyes melted into tears. She then threw her napkin onto her plate and ran out of the room.
"MELINDA PATRICIA! Come back here!" Piper cried from the other side of the table, and then ran after her.
Piper heard a sob come from her old bedroom, which was Prue. Peering in, she saw Melinda sobbing on the bed. Piper sat down next to Melinda and began to rub her back.
"Mom, you never told me you died. The day Prue died. You were shot by a person outside. Prue almost got herself killed trying to get you to the hospital. You died on the operating table and a demon reset time. Phoebe wasn't there to call for Leo that time. Prue and the doctor died. You barely lived. You almost died. Mom, why didn't you tell me? I love you so much!" cried Melinda who flinged herself into her mother's arms.
Piper held Melinda tightly into her arms. She could feel Melinda's tears against her chest.
"Melinda. I love you so much, you have no idea. How did you find out about that day?"
Melinda hesitated slightly.
"Angela. She had a preminition. She can move things with her mind. I think it's Aunt Prue Mommy."
"I know, Melinda. She is in big trouble right now though. You go and bring her here for safety. I am going to look around for anything of help."
Melinda rushed out of the room and Piper grabbed the paper bag; rushing upstairs.
~*~Jolson House, 10 minutes later~*~
Melinda arrived with the front door swinging open. She peered in slowly and saw that the house had been torn part. Melinda proceeded cautionously in.
"Angela! Angela! Are you alright?"
The house that had been so neat when she had been there earlier looked like a hurricane hit it. Glass scattered around the house. Melinda's eyes widen at the next sight she saw. Angela's foster parents were on the floor, dead. Melinda scurried over to them and checked for a pulse. Both were dead. It looked a fireball had hit them. Where was Angela? She rushed up the spiral stairs and saw that Angela's bedroom door had been open. Melinda ran in there and saw that there was no sign of a struggle. Angela wasn't there. but hopefully was not dead either. Turning around quickly, Melinda heard a whoosh and then felt a knife to her throat. She could feel the blade skim her skin.
"If you move your hands to freeze me, I'll kill you witch." the voice whispered into her ear.
"Where is Angela? What have you done with her?" Melinda yelped in pain.
The grip on the knife became tighter. A smile curled.
"She is in safe keeping. Away from the manor when your mother need you most. She will die and so will you and the other."
The two smoked out.
~*~Halliwell Manor, an hour later~*~
"Leo, can you sense Melinda or Angela anywhere?" pleaded Piper.
"No, which is never good."
"Dammnit Leo. She left an hour ago. What if something got her?" Leo moved to comfort Piper, but Piper got an idea and ran upstairs. As Piper made it up there, she opened the Book of Shadows on the old, wooden stand. Just having it there warmed Piper. It gave her a sense of comfort. This book had saved the Charmed Ones countless times. It could save her sister and her daughter.
"Here it is. To Call a Lost Witch."
Piper paused for a minute. She hadn't said this spell since she tried to contact Prue. It didn't work of course. The memories seem to flood her head. She slowly lit 4 candles and began to chant the spell.
"Power of the witches' rise.
Course unseen across the skies.
Come to us, we call you near.
Come to us and settle here."
The wind rushed against Piper's hair sending it everywhere. A mist had begun to float from the candle's circle. It was not Prue or Melinda. A man looked her down and a smile curled onto his face. He could be attractive if he wasn't evil. The man had an elderly face with pitch-black eyes.
"Die. Witch." he whispered and shot an lazer at Piper.
Piper was sent into the wall of the attic. She could see the faces of Melinda and Angela in the mist. Glass had become embedded in her skin and the blood was leaving her body. Piper felt herself dying.
A/N: I think I'll leave the chapter there. I thought I could make a really long chapter, but it didn't work very well. PLEASE R/R!!! Enjoy the cliffy!
Chapter Three: The Connection's discovered
Disclaimer: Charmed and it's characters are no way affiliated with me or anyone in my family. Nothing remotely familiar belongs to me. However, the story and the characters made up for the content of this story do. This is copywritten and stealing would illegal.
(c)2002
Harry Potter Addict
Email:
valley_chic2005@yahoo.com
Author's note about the chapter: I was hoping for more reviews on this story, but it's all good. This chapter may be the last one. I am not sure yet. Hope you are enjoying this so far! PLEASE R/R! I die for feedback on my stories.
Piper began eyeing the Book of Shadows cover from outside the glass window. Five years ago, the sisters had put in this Wiccan Shop for safe keeping. There hadn't been a reason to have it until now. A woman greeted Piper at the door. The woman was dress in traditional wiccan clothing, a peasant blouse and a long blue skirt. Her long blond hair was encrusted in beads scattered about. Her neckline had the triple cresent in a necklace. This was Marita, the woman who helped at Prue's funeral service as the Wiccan Preistess. She smiled at the sight of Piper.
"Marita! How are you?" asked Piper, hugging the woman.
Marita smiled and hugged her back. She stepped behind the glass and got the Book of Shadows.
"Needing this Piper?" Marita asked as she began to put in a paper bag.
Piper took the bag and smiled.
"Yes, I haven't needed it in 10 years. I can't find where the time has gone. Melinda is a freshman at West already!"
Marita put herself in a beanbag chair near by. Piper sat with her and brushed back her long hair.
"Ever since I took over the shop from Mom, life hasn't slowed down at all. Jesabella is 5 years old already. Showing powers of telekensis already. I fear I may have to bind her powers for good."
"Why is that? With the source gone, there is no fear for worry."
Moving uneasily in her chair, Marita starightened in her chair.
"There have been rumors. Rumors of your sister Prue's reincarnation into another being. This girl along with your Melinda will be the next to continue the prophecy."
Piper's eyes darted into the eyes of her friend and they filled with tears.
"Someone is..is Prue!" She said almost with fury.
Marita nodded. She got up quickly and began looking through her notebook.
"My whitelighter told me this only days ago. There are has been something stirring underground. This point, there isn't much I can tell you. Piper, be on your guard for both Melinda and your sake. Evil will do anything to stop the coming of this girl. Wherever and whoever she is."
Slowly, Piper arose from her purple bean bag chair. A new Prue reincarinated? It couldn't be. Marita hugged Piper and whispered something to her.
"Piper, be careful. I couldn't bear helping with another funeral."
Piper nodded and walked out of the store, her thoughts swirling in her head.
~*~The Jolson House, that same day~*~
Angela laid in her bedroom laughing with Melinda. Melinda seemed to know everything about her. Somewhow connect to her as no one else did. A sense of warmth filled Angela's heart when she was with Melinda. Almost like a sister.
"Angela, you have to talk to my mom about this dreams. They could help you. Maybe, you have the same secret as me."
Shaking her head, Angela could feel the tears waiting to drop out of her eyes.
"Melinda, I am a foster kid who has strange dreams. A lot of kids in the system have those problems. I have been to doctors and put on medication. They don't help me."
"It's not a curse. Telekensis and preminition are gifts. Angela, you are special."
Melinda moved to hug Angela, but Angela pulled away from her. Nothing Melinda kept saying made any sense to her.
"If you really think it's a gift, prove it."
Melinda rolled her eyes, but then became very assertive. Slowly, she pushed out her hands and the chiming clock halted.
"If you were an innocent or demon, you have frozen. Apparenty, you are neither."
"You'll have to do something better then that-" began Angela but then was thrown into the premintions again when she touched Melinda's necklace. She hear voices and feel the pain of the people involved.
*"Piper, don't you dare die on me."
"Prue. I am cold."
*Prue sobs and the beeping machines begin to go crazy*
"I--Love--you.."
Piper dies.*
"Angela! Are you alright?"
Angela opened her eyes wide and saw she had fallen on the floor of her bedroom. Melinda stood over her and helped her up.
"What did you see Angela?"
"I saw Prue and Piper. They were in a hospital somewhere. A lot of blood. Piper died. Prue sobbed over her body."
Melinda looked her, eyes widening. Piper was her mother and Prue was her aunt. She sat down slowly and began to sob.
"Melinda, don't cry. I think I got that for a reason. It was from Prue's perspective. I can't explain it. It happened 15 years ago."
"The year Prue died.. The day she died."
"How did you know that it was the day she died?"
Melinda's eyes filled with silent tears. She sat next to Angela and looked at her.
"Because that was the last time that Mom saw Prue ever again."
"What are you saying Melinda?"
"Well.. I think that you are Prue in a future life."
Angela glared at her sharply. Maybe she had bumped her head in the fall and she hadn't heard her right.
"Let me explain my theory. You have seen visions of your past and her past. You look dead on my aunt and plus, your telekensis is controlled by your anger. The angier you are, the more power. Angela, you are Prue. Wait until Mom finds out!"
Angela shook Melinda's shoulders.
"Hello Earth to Planet Melinda. Even if I am Prue, how would you be able to prove it? What would happen to me then?"
Melinda seem to pick her words carefully to say to Angela.
"You would help good stay in control of the world. That is a Charmed one's main duty."
"A Charmed One? What is that?"
"It starts at the beginning of the family line alright? There was a powerful named Melinda Warren. I was named for her. Anyway, She had three powers. Telekensis or the ablity to move things with her mind, Preminition, to see different points in time, and Temperal Statis, or the ablity to freeze time. When she was burned at the stake, she said that the Warren line would build until the coming of three sisters who would be the most powerful witches ever. They came. Prue, Piper, and Phoebe Halliwell were the Charmed Ones. Then when Aunt Prue died, The sisters found Paige who was a result of my grandmother and her whitelighter getting it on. She became the newest Charmed One. So you are a descandent of the most powerful Charmed One, Prue."
"Whoa, I don't think I could be Prue. She sounds like such a great witch. I am just a foster kid with problems."
Melinda began to leave the room and shut the down.
"That is what you think." She mumbled on her way out.
~*~Deep underground, some time that day~*~
A young man came into the deep candlelight. He found a bit of water and wiped his neck. Suddenly, in a puff of smoke, an older african american woman appeared.
"Seer, what do you see?" the man asked.
"I see the future Prue Halliwell alive and gaining her power. In order to become the new source, you must destroy her. She would continue the Charmed Legacy if not."
The man stepped back and pondered this carefully by the pensive look on her face.
"What if I destroy the older Charmed one? The one with the freezing power? Surely both girls would go and save the mother. I would them on the spot. A two for one deal."
The Seer smiled twistedly and stepped out.
"Be careful."
~*~The Halliwell Manor, that day~*~
Piper sat at dinner awfully quiet that night. Phoebe had gone out with Cole to Matt's musical encore. Paige was there with Stephen in her room. Melinda knocked around her dinner and sighed. A motherly insticint told her that something had been up with Melinda.
"Sweetie? Is there something wrong?"
Melinda's chocolate eyes melted into tears. She then threw her napkin onto her plate and ran out of the room.
"MELINDA PATRICIA! Come back here!" Piper cried from the other side of the table, and then ran after her.
Piper heard a sob come from her old bedroom, which was Prue. Peering in, she saw Melinda sobbing on the bed. Piper sat down next to Melinda and began to rub her back.
"Mom, you never told me you died. The day Prue died. You were shot by a person outside. Prue almost got herself killed trying to get you to the hospital. You died on the operating table and a demon reset time. Phoebe wasn't there to call for Leo that time. Prue and the doctor died. You barely lived. You almost died. Mom, why didn't you tell me? I love you so much!" cried Melinda who flinged herself into her mother's arms.
Piper held Melinda tightly into her arms. She could feel Melinda's tears against her chest.
"Melinda. I love you so much, you have no idea. How did you find out about that day?"
Melinda hesitated slightly.
"Angela. She had a preminition. She can move things with her mind. I think it's Aunt Prue Mommy."
"I know, Melinda. She is in big trouble right now though. You go and bring her here for safety. I am going to look around for anything of help."
Melinda rushed out of the room and Piper grabbed the paper bag; rushing upstairs.
~*~Jolson House, 10 minutes later~*~
Melinda arrived with the front door swinging open. She peered in slowly and saw that the house had been torn part. Melinda proceeded cautionously in.
"Angela! Angela! Are you alright?"
The house that had been so neat when she had been there earlier looked like a hurricane hit it. Glass scattered around the house. Melinda's eyes widen at the next sight she saw. Angela's foster parents were on the floor, dead. Melinda scurried over to them and checked for a pulse. Both were dead. It looked a fireball had hit them. Where was Angela? She rushed up the spiral stairs and saw that Angela's bedroom door had been open. Melinda ran in there and saw that there was no sign of a struggle. Angela wasn't there. but hopefully was not dead either. Turning around quickly, Melinda heard a whoosh and then felt a knife to her throat. She could feel the blade skim her skin.
"If you move your hands to freeze me, I'll kill you witch." the voice whispered into her ear.
"Where is Angela? What have you done with her?" Melinda yelped in pain.
The grip on the knife became tighter. A smile curled.
"She is in safe keeping. Away from the manor when your mother need you most. She will die and so will you and the other."
The two smoked out.
~*~Halliwell Manor, an hour later~*~
"Leo, can you sense Melinda or Angela anywhere?" pleaded Piper.
"No, which is never good."
"Dammnit Leo. She left an hour ago. What if something got her?" Leo moved to comfort Piper, but Piper got an idea and ran upstairs. As Piper made it up there, she opened the Book of Shadows on the old, wooden stand. Just having it there warmed Piper. It gave her a sense of comfort. This book had saved the Charmed Ones countless times. It could save her sister and her daughter.
"Here it is. To Call a Lost Witch."
Piper paused for a minute. She hadn't said this spell since she tried to contact Prue. It didn't work of course. The memories seem to flood her head. She slowly lit 4 candles and began to chant the spell.
"Power of the witches' rise.
Course unseen across the skies.
Come to us, we call you near.
Come to us and settle here."
The wind rushed against Piper's hair sending it everywhere. A mist had begun to float from the candle's circle. It was not Prue or Melinda. A man looked her down and a smile curled onto his face. He could be attractive if he wasn't evil. The man had an elderly face with pitch-black eyes.
"Die. Witch." he whispered and shot an lazer at Piper.
Piper was sent into the wall of the attic. She could see the faces of Melinda and Angela in the mist. Glass had become embedded in her skin and the blood was leaving her body. Piper felt herself dying.
A/N: I think I'll leave the chapter there. I thought I could make a really long chapter, but it didn't work very well. PLEASE R/R!!! Enjoy the cliffy!