disclaimer: Charmed is a property of the WB.
note: This is an alternate reality story.
SHATTERED
Screech! Darkness.
It was an unbelievable mess. The front of the car was smashed. Who would have ever
believed that a sturdy Cherokee Jeep could end up looking like a sheet of crumpled
paper? The window was broken into countless pieces, the jagged edges reflecting the
orange glow of the sun at dusk. The glistening colours of broken glass would have been
beautiful if not for the mess from this devastating accident. The other car looked no
different, as the wailing of sirens approached and disrupted the calm and serene mood of
this cool evening.
Even with the damage, the driver in the jeep stood out like an angel - her silky brown
hair was matted with blood, which had ran down from a deep injury in her left temple.
Blood ran down her nose and out of her mouth. Scratches and bruises covered her head,
face and body. The steering wheel was pressed tightly against her chest; the battered
metal of the front of her jeep squished her legs. The sharp edges were rammed into her
legs, and her arms hung limply by her side. The pool of blood grew at an increasingly
fast rate, as her breathing grew shallower; her pulse, weaker. Tears were mixed with
blood as they ran down her face, which despite her injuries, still looked beautiful. But
she wasn't crying because of the pain she was in, even though it was agonizing. No,
physical wounds hurt a lot, but not as much as the emotional pain she was in.
-Flashback-
"Piper! How could you?!?" Phoebe's desperate and angry voice shot out at the
scene in front of her. She couldn't believe it, her husband and her older sister.
"Phoebe! It's not how it seems! He." Piper protested but was cut of by Phoebe.
"You slut! How could you. you b*tch! You f***ing piece of shit!"
"Phoebe, wait!" Piper began, but Phoebe had seen enough as she ran out the
door.
"Cole, get the f*ck off me." Piper cried as she tried to push Cole off. Cole just
grabbed on to her harder. 'Perfect' he thought. 'Phoebe is pissed at Piper, which
weakens the power of 3'. Earlier on, he had seen her alone at P3, looking extremely sad
since Leo had been away for a month on an assignment. She looked so lonely. So
fragile. She was an easy target, as he tackled her to the counter of P3 and started making
out with her until Phoebe walked in on them.
-Present-
The paramedics approached the horrific scene in front of them. The head
paramedic walked towards the wreck and stepped in something wet and sticky. Blood.
He continued on and took in the severity of the injuries of the woman in her late twenties.
"Phoebe. I. I'm sorry." she whispered softly.
-Flashback-
Piper managed to free her arm as she kneed him in the groin, froze him, and ran
away, after Phoebe. She got into her jeep and drove off after her sister. Green light, she
sped on forward, only to feel the crunching impact of an impatient left- turn driver, as her
world turned black.
-Present-
Phoebe was steamed as she kicked at pebbles of the sidewalk as the smell of
burning petroleum filled her nose.
"What the?" she wondered out loud and approached the crash. Her blood ran cold
as she saw the outlines of the familiar blue jeep. She concentrated on the license plate.
No! It can't be! Sure she was mad at Piper, but this was a life-or-death situation.
Phoebe ran with all her might towards the vehicle. A paramedic tried to restrain her, but
she was too fast. As she reached the driver's side of the jeep, she saw an image that
would forever plague her thoughts: the shattered form of her older sister. Her confidant.
Piper was always there for Phoebe, defended her countless of times, helped her out when
she had problems, supported her when she was hurt.
"Phoebe?" came the soft, raspy whisper of Piper's voice.
"Hang on Piper, don't talk," Phoebe replied.
"No. I'm sorry." Piper inhaled sharply, only to cough violently and spilled
out more blood. "I never went onto Cole." she gasped breathlessly.
"Shh. Piper, don't talk," Phoebe said gently.
"Please. forgive me." Piper whispered painfully as another coughing fit
ensued her.
Phoebe's mind was confused. She doesn't know what to think anymore. A part
of her is hurt and betrayed, however, another part of her believed that Piper would never
do such a thing, and wanted to forgive her.
"Please. baby girl." Piper begged weakly. Piper looked at Phoebe in the eye.
Phoebe averted those soft brown eyes and reached into the driver's seat to brush
some of Piper's blood matted hair out of Piper's eyes, when she made contact with
Piper's skin and was drawn into a premonition. She saw everything that had happened
and realized that none of it was her sister's fault.
"Oh my god, Piper!" Phoebe cried, only to see Piper's eyes close.
As Piper drew in her last breath, she whispered a barely audible "I love you."
"No! Piper don't! Wake up! I forgive you! I forgive you! Just wake up damn
it!" Phoebe screamed as tears streamed down her eyes. "Why don't you do something!"
she cried at the paramedics.
"I'm sorry, miss, but the car was the only thing that was supporting her. Her
injuries were too severe, and moving her would just cause her more pain," the head
paramedic replied sadly.
"No, Piper." Phoebe cried. 'How could I be so stupid? Piper would never do
anything like that! Piper, I should have forgiven you! Piper. I'm sorry.'
note: This is an alternate reality story.
SHATTERED
Screech! Darkness.
It was an unbelievable mess. The front of the car was smashed. Who would have ever
believed that a sturdy Cherokee Jeep could end up looking like a sheet of crumpled
paper? The window was broken into countless pieces, the jagged edges reflecting the
orange glow of the sun at dusk. The glistening colours of broken glass would have been
beautiful if not for the mess from this devastating accident. The other car looked no
different, as the wailing of sirens approached and disrupted the calm and serene mood of
this cool evening.
Even with the damage, the driver in the jeep stood out like an angel - her silky brown
hair was matted with blood, which had ran down from a deep injury in her left temple.
Blood ran down her nose and out of her mouth. Scratches and bruises covered her head,
face and body. The steering wheel was pressed tightly against her chest; the battered
metal of the front of her jeep squished her legs. The sharp edges were rammed into her
legs, and her arms hung limply by her side. The pool of blood grew at an increasingly
fast rate, as her breathing grew shallower; her pulse, weaker. Tears were mixed with
blood as they ran down her face, which despite her injuries, still looked beautiful. But
she wasn't crying because of the pain she was in, even though it was agonizing. No,
physical wounds hurt a lot, but not as much as the emotional pain she was in.
-Flashback-
"Piper! How could you?!?" Phoebe's desperate and angry voice shot out at the
scene in front of her. She couldn't believe it, her husband and her older sister.
"Phoebe! It's not how it seems! He." Piper protested but was cut of by Phoebe.
"You slut! How could you. you b*tch! You f***ing piece of shit!"
"Phoebe, wait!" Piper began, but Phoebe had seen enough as she ran out the
door.
"Cole, get the f*ck off me." Piper cried as she tried to push Cole off. Cole just
grabbed on to her harder. 'Perfect' he thought. 'Phoebe is pissed at Piper, which
weakens the power of 3'. Earlier on, he had seen her alone at P3, looking extremely sad
since Leo had been away for a month on an assignment. She looked so lonely. So
fragile. She was an easy target, as he tackled her to the counter of P3 and started making
out with her until Phoebe walked in on them.
-Present-
The paramedics approached the horrific scene in front of them. The head
paramedic walked towards the wreck and stepped in something wet and sticky. Blood.
He continued on and took in the severity of the injuries of the woman in her late twenties.
"Phoebe. I. I'm sorry." she whispered softly.
-Flashback-
Piper managed to free her arm as she kneed him in the groin, froze him, and ran
away, after Phoebe. She got into her jeep and drove off after her sister. Green light, she
sped on forward, only to feel the crunching impact of an impatient left- turn driver, as her
world turned black.
-Present-
Phoebe was steamed as she kicked at pebbles of the sidewalk as the smell of
burning petroleum filled her nose.
"What the?" she wondered out loud and approached the crash. Her blood ran cold
as she saw the outlines of the familiar blue jeep. She concentrated on the license plate.
No! It can't be! Sure she was mad at Piper, but this was a life-or-death situation.
Phoebe ran with all her might towards the vehicle. A paramedic tried to restrain her, but
she was too fast. As she reached the driver's side of the jeep, she saw an image that
would forever plague her thoughts: the shattered form of her older sister. Her confidant.
Piper was always there for Phoebe, defended her countless of times, helped her out when
she had problems, supported her when she was hurt.
"Phoebe?" came the soft, raspy whisper of Piper's voice.
"Hang on Piper, don't talk," Phoebe replied.
"No. I'm sorry." Piper inhaled sharply, only to cough violently and spilled
out more blood. "I never went onto Cole." she gasped breathlessly.
"Shh. Piper, don't talk," Phoebe said gently.
"Please. forgive me." Piper whispered painfully as another coughing fit
ensued her.
Phoebe's mind was confused. She doesn't know what to think anymore. A part
of her is hurt and betrayed, however, another part of her believed that Piper would never
do such a thing, and wanted to forgive her.
"Please. baby girl." Piper begged weakly. Piper looked at Phoebe in the eye.
Phoebe averted those soft brown eyes and reached into the driver's seat to brush
some of Piper's blood matted hair out of Piper's eyes, when she made contact with
Piper's skin and was drawn into a premonition. She saw everything that had happened
and realized that none of it was her sister's fault.
"Oh my god, Piper!" Phoebe cried, only to see Piper's eyes close.
As Piper drew in her last breath, she whispered a barely audible "I love you."
"No! Piper don't! Wake up! I forgive you! I forgive you! Just wake up damn
it!" Phoebe screamed as tears streamed down her eyes. "Why don't you do something!"
she cried at the paramedics.
"I'm sorry, miss, but the car was the only thing that was supporting her. Her
injuries were too severe, and moving her would just cause her more pain," the head
paramedic replied sadly.
"No, Piper." Phoebe cried. 'How could I be so stupid? Piper would never do
anything like that! Piper, I should have forgiven you! Piper. I'm sorry.'