Prue examined the bracelet on her wrist. It was official. For one year she would have to serve the side she hated most. But, anything to save her sisters.
"The demon inside you-"
"The *essence* of demon." Prue interrupted.
The Source grumbled. Maybe this plan was a mistake.
"The *essence* of demon inside you allows you to shimmer and summon energyballs. Though I doubt you'd be able to do much of anything right now."
Prue scowled and opened her palm. An energyball formed in her hand and she looked up at The Source. Then she threw the energyball at him. But it slowed before it reached him, then fizzled out.
After she released the energyball, she felt an odd sensation. She *wanted*.... *needed* to destroy something. Then it hit her. This would be how The Source got her. She would have to use these new powers and they would eventually corrupt her.
She didn't know how, but Prue knew The Source was smiling.
"I had anticipated your conditions." The Source said. "So I have prepared a young warlock to stay with you. I know you're wondering why I did not choose a demon. I may rule over them, but they would all betray me to further their own cause."
'He always knows what I'm thinking.'
"That's true."
The Source waved his hand in the air and a dark haired man in a black duster fell from seemingly nowhere.
He picked himself up off the ground and touched a hand to his nose to check if it was bleeding. When he saw it was not, he walked in front of The Source and kneeled before him.
Prue wanted to get a better look, so she walked next to The Source to see.
"Sir, why do you ca - ah!" The man gasped and fell backward when he saw Prue. He then scrambled to his feet and looked at Prue in shock. "Sir, there's - there's a Charmed One ri-"
"I am aware of that." The Source said. "She is in fact while I summoned you."
"Wait, isn't she-"
"You do not kneel."
The man quickly fell to his knees, then continued talking.
"Sir, she's...she's...dead."
"Was dead." The Source corrected. "I am The Source. I am all powerful, I will change fate if I see it fit."
The man knew better than to argue.
"Yes, my lord."
Prue rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. All the demons and warlocks were trampling over each other to kiss the bottom of The Source's robes. None of it really made sense.
The Source turned his head to Prue and Prue suddenly remembered he could hear her thoughts. After a scowl, The Source turned back to the man.
"Lierre, the reason I called you here is simple." The Source said. "Prue has willingly joined the side of evil."
Lierre looked up at Prue and smiled.
"I've been preparing for this day." He said and stood.
"Now, take her from here before I hear anymore ridiculous thoughts." The Source ordered.
Lierre nodded and extended his hand to Prue. Prue just glared at him and shimmered on her own. Lierre smiled in an odd way and followed Prue's shimmer.
* * * * *
"Interesting."
Prue turned when she heard Lierre's voice.
"What?"
"I just meant," Lierre said and walked over to her. "It's interesting that you would shimmer here."
"If you don't quite being so cryptic, I'm going to kill you." Prue said.
"I would love to see your new powers in action." Lierre said smugly.
Prue whirled around, picking up a dagger in the process and threw it at Lierre. He ducked in time to avoid it. He looked at the dagger that was now imbedded in the stone wall, then he looked at Prue.
"You've really wasted three years working for the wrong side."
"The demon inside you-"
"The *essence* of demon." Prue interrupted.
The Source grumbled. Maybe this plan was a mistake.
"The *essence* of demon inside you allows you to shimmer and summon energyballs. Though I doubt you'd be able to do much of anything right now."
Prue scowled and opened her palm. An energyball formed in her hand and she looked up at The Source. Then she threw the energyball at him. But it slowed before it reached him, then fizzled out.
After she released the energyball, she felt an odd sensation. She *wanted*.... *needed* to destroy something. Then it hit her. This would be how The Source got her. She would have to use these new powers and they would eventually corrupt her.
She didn't know how, but Prue knew The Source was smiling.
"I had anticipated your conditions." The Source said. "So I have prepared a young warlock to stay with you. I know you're wondering why I did not choose a demon. I may rule over them, but they would all betray me to further their own cause."
'He always knows what I'm thinking.'
"That's true."
The Source waved his hand in the air and a dark haired man in a black duster fell from seemingly nowhere.
He picked himself up off the ground and touched a hand to his nose to check if it was bleeding. When he saw it was not, he walked in front of The Source and kneeled before him.
Prue wanted to get a better look, so she walked next to The Source to see.
"Sir, why do you ca - ah!" The man gasped and fell backward when he saw Prue. He then scrambled to his feet and looked at Prue in shock. "Sir, there's - there's a Charmed One ri-"
"I am aware of that." The Source said. "She is in fact while I summoned you."
"Wait, isn't she-"
"You do not kneel."
The man quickly fell to his knees, then continued talking.
"Sir, she's...she's...dead."
"Was dead." The Source corrected. "I am The Source. I am all powerful, I will change fate if I see it fit."
The man knew better than to argue.
"Yes, my lord."
Prue rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. All the demons and warlocks were trampling over each other to kiss the bottom of The Source's robes. None of it really made sense.
The Source turned his head to Prue and Prue suddenly remembered he could hear her thoughts. After a scowl, The Source turned back to the man.
"Lierre, the reason I called you here is simple." The Source said. "Prue has willingly joined the side of evil."
Lierre looked up at Prue and smiled.
"I've been preparing for this day." He said and stood.
"Now, take her from here before I hear anymore ridiculous thoughts." The Source ordered.
Lierre nodded and extended his hand to Prue. Prue just glared at him and shimmered on her own. Lierre smiled in an odd way and followed Prue's shimmer.
* * * * *
"Interesting."
Prue turned when she heard Lierre's voice.
"What?"
"I just meant," Lierre said and walked over to her. "It's interesting that you would shimmer here."
"If you don't quite being so cryptic, I'm going to kill you." Prue said.
"I would love to see your new powers in action." Lierre said smugly.
Prue whirled around, picking up a dagger in the process and threw it at Lierre. He ducked in time to avoid it. He looked at the dagger that was now imbedded in the stone wall, then he looked at Prue.
"You've really wasted three years working for the wrong side."