Part 7
"LEO!!"
"Piper, he isn't coming you've been calling him every 5 minutes since.." Phoebe trailed
off.
Piper ran her fingers through her hair and sighed. "I know but we could use his help,
damn elders choose this week to send him away!"
Phoebe concentrated on crying. "She's in the underworld, Piper. How are we meant to
find her? How do we know she's not... not dead?" Phoebe let out the last part as a
whisper.
Piper put her arm around her little sister and kissed her head, "We have to believe
she's not honey, we can't give up hope on her."
Phoebe leaned into Piper and cried into her big sisters shoulder. Piper rocked her until
she calmed down.
She knew Phoebe felt responsible since Cole took Paige. Piper herself was terrified, she
couldn't handle losing Paige. Her baby sister was so young, still had a lot to learn about
witchcraft. And they still had so much more to learn about her. Piper let some tears fall
but she swallowed the lump in her throat, she couldn't break down now, everything she
had, had to go into getting Paige back and soon.
Semi- consciousness. It was now Paige's most hated state. She could hear what was
around her, she could think but she couldn't concentrate, constant thoughts popped in
her head. She wanted to shout just to get them out. She could feel the bruised organs
and the broken ribs. But she couldn't move, She couldn't find the strength to open her
eyes. She hated the feeling of complete helplessness that was in her.
She could hear Cole, he was mumbling all the time. She couldn't make out what he was
saying. He sounded like a mental patient, then again if he wasn't the source and all he
would be.
Cole paced up and down the cave, "She loved me, we were going to be together
forever, have children. Have everything. I'd give her it all. Good and Evil. She ruined it.
The bastard child killed it all. Now I'll kill her, for Phoebe. I'll make her feel all the pain
I do."
He walked right up to Paige's limp form. A sick smile grew on his mouth. He took her
hand, it was so small in his, he thought of Phoebe. He viciously took her index finger
and snapped it.
He got the result he wanted as Paige snapped back to reality screaming.
"I got bored of waiting, I can't wait for the next part of your torture. Its my favourite
part."
"Fuck you." Was Paige's weak response.
Cole's smile faded. "For that comment you're in for even more pain, longer suffering. I
control you now Paige. I decide what you feel, when you feel and u will never escape
into the darkness of your mind. I have my ways of making sure of that."
An athame appeared in Cole's hand in black smoke. He looked at it, deciding where to
use it first. He looked in Paige's eyes, relishing in the fear and pain. He kept watching
as he slid the blade on her chest, stomach, legs and arms.
He was careful not to get carried away and cut deep. He'd made that mistake before. It
was boring. They died too quickly, fell unconscious almost straight away. But he knew
the perfect way to make it last for hours. When he bled people for day's it was always
the same. They became almost catatonic, no longer screamed or felt. He hated nothing
more.
Paige didn't think even Cole would do this. She sobbed as he had cut her. The pain of
her bruised flesh being cut alone was too much.
She tried to block it out. She couldn't take this. She thought about her sisters and what
they were doing. She thought maybe they hadn't looked for her but she knew that
couldn't be true. She finally felt she belonged and she believed her sisters loved her.
But they hadn't saved her yet. Maybe they couldn't. If she died here, Cole behind it
she'd b so pissed.
She played the night before over in her head. Piper was there for her like no one
before. Paige didn't have to put up a front or pretend to be this super strong person
that she wasn't. She was completely open and she wanted to go home, and be like that
everyday. Experience sisterhood more.
She could feel her blood, oozing out of the cuts. Her heart was pumping. Cole was
laughing.
'Piper, please help me. I can't take it. Help me." Paige continued her plea for help,
knowing know one was going to hear it.
Piper was in the attic looking through the BOS while Phoebe Checked all their books for
anything to help them track down Paige. She flicked through pages which held evil they
had fought, killed and never met - yet.
She felt something strange, she couldn't name what it was. She heard something and
looked at Phoebe but her sister was caught up in reading. She put it down to her
imagination, but the feeling remained. Then She heard it louder, clearer. It was Paige.
Her sister was begging for her help. She sounded so scared, weak even. Piper could feel
tears forming as she was forced to listen to her sister's voice. It finally faded out
leaving Piper shell shocked.
"Oh god." She realised what must be happening to Paige. 'Oh god' came again and
again.
Phoebe was infront of her ow, she held her ahnds.
"Piper? Sweetie, what's wrong??" Phoebe softly demanded.
Piper looked her in the eye. "Paige, I heard her, she was so scared. He's torturing her
Phoebe."
"LEO!!"
"Piper, he isn't coming you've been calling him every 5 minutes since.." Phoebe trailed
off.
Piper ran her fingers through her hair and sighed. "I know but we could use his help,
damn elders choose this week to send him away!"
Phoebe concentrated on crying. "She's in the underworld, Piper. How are we meant to
find her? How do we know she's not... not dead?" Phoebe let out the last part as a
whisper.
Piper put her arm around her little sister and kissed her head, "We have to believe
she's not honey, we can't give up hope on her."
Phoebe leaned into Piper and cried into her big sisters shoulder. Piper rocked her until
she calmed down.
She knew Phoebe felt responsible since Cole took Paige. Piper herself was terrified, she
couldn't handle losing Paige. Her baby sister was so young, still had a lot to learn about
witchcraft. And they still had so much more to learn about her. Piper let some tears fall
but she swallowed the lump in her throat, she couldn't break down now, everything she
had, had to go into getting Paige back and soon.
Semi- consciousness. It was now Paige's most hated state. She could hear what was
around her, she could think but she couldn't concentrate, constant thoughts popped in
her head. She wanted to shout just to get them out. She could feel the bruised organs
and the broken ribs. But she couldn't move, She couldn't find the strength to open her
eyes. She hated the feeling of complete helplessness that was in her.
She could hear Cole, he was mumbling all the time. She couldn't make out what he was
saying. He sounded like a mental patient, then again if he wasn't the source and all he
would be.
Cole paced up and down the cave, "She loved me, we were going to be together
forever, have children. Have everything. I'd give her it all. Good and Evil. She ruined it.
The bastard child killed it all. Now I'll kill her, for Phoebe. I'll make her feel all the pain
I do."
He walked right up to Paige's limp form. A sick smile grew on his mouth. He took her
hand, it was so small in his, he thought of Phoebe. He viciously took her index finger
and snapped it.
He got the result he wanted as Paige snapped back to reality screaming.
"I got bored of waiting, I can't wait for the next part of your torture. Its my favourite
part."
"Fuck you." Was Paige's weak response.
Cole's smile faded. "For that comment you're in for even more pain, longer suffering. I
control you now Paige. I decide what you feel, when you feel and u will never escape
into the darkness of your mind. I have my ways of making sure of that."
An athame appeared in Cole's hand in black smoke. He looked at it, deciding where to
use it first. He looked in Paige's eyes, relishing in the fear and pain. He kept watching
as he slid the blade on her chest, stomach, legs and arms.
He was careful not to get carried away and cut deep. He'd made that mistake before. It
was boring. They died too quickly, fell unconscious almost straight away. But he knew
the perfect way to make it last for hours. When he bled people for day's it was always
the same. They became almost catatonic, no longer screamed or felt. He hated nothing
more.
Paige didn't think even Cole would do this. She sobbed as he had cut her. The pain of
her bruised flesh being cut alone was too much.
She tried to block it out. She couldn't take this. She thought about her sisters and what
they were doing. She thought maybe they hadn't looked for her but she knew that
couldn't be true. She finally felt she belonged and she believed her sisters loved her.
But they hadn't saved her yet. Maybe they couldn't. If she died here, Cole behind it
she'd b so pissed.
She played the night before over in her head. Piper was there for her like no one
before. Paige didn't have to put up a front or pretend to be this super strong person
that she wasn't. She was completely open and she wanted to go home, and be like that
everyday. Experience sisterhood more.
She could feel her blood, oozing out of the cuts. Her heart was pumping. Cole was
laughing.
'Piper, please help me. I can't take it. Help me." Paige continued her plea for help,
knowing know one was going to hear it.
Piper was in the attic looking through the BOS while Phoebe Checked all their books for
anything to help them track down Paige. She flicked through pages which held evil they
had fought, killed and never met - yet.
She felt something strange, she couldn't name what it was. She heard something and
looked at Phoebe but her sister was caught up in reading. She put it down to her
imagination, but the feeling remained. Then She heard it louder, clearer. It was Paige.
Her sister was begging for her help. She sounded so scared, weak even. Piper could feel
tears forming as she was forced to listen to her sister's voice. It finally faded out
leaving Piper shell shocked.
"Oh god." She realised what must be happening to Paige. 'Oh god' came again and
again.
Phoebe was infront of her ow, she held her ahnds.
"Piper? Sweetie, what's wrong??" Phoebe softly demanded.
Piper looked her in the eye. "Paige, I heard her, she was so scared. He's torturing her
Phoebe."