Note: So... Is Paige going to die? Well one thing's for sure. Someone
is going to die this chapter.
Paige was paralyzed with fear in the situation. Her movements and thoughts were restricted, as the only thing running through her head is 'I'm going to die...' Her eyes closed, and she heard a surprised yell of pain behind her. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Piper's outstretched hands. Paige turned around, and saw the fallen from of someone she never imagined to meet. Prudence Halliwell.
"Paige, move back!" Piper yelled, tackling Paige to the floor, and barely dodging the fireball that was launched at the place where Paige had been standing.
Prue pulled the anthame out of her left shoulder and casually examined it. "Why so hostile Piper? It's me, Prue!"
"No. You're not Prue. Don't even bother to try and convince me. Prue was a good witch. You, you are the Source of all Evil."
"Don't be so dramatic Piper. You really are over-reacting. I mean, I expected a hug or something when I arrived, not a sharp anthame in the shoulder!" Prue said calmly as she took a step forward.
"Take one more step, and I blow you up!"
"Come on Piper... I thought you've always wanted me back. We could start over again!"
"No, Piper! Don't listen to her," Paige said desperately.
"Don't worry Paige, I know what to do. Prue is dead. I hate the reality of it, but I've accepted it. This imposter is has nothing in common with the Prue I used to know. Even if it is Prue, the only thing they have in common is her body."
"You don't mean that Piper..." Prue said.
"Yes, I do. Prue's soul is good, and if you were the real Prue, which you are most definitely not, you would want me to free your soul. Rid it of evil."
"Well then... I suppose it's too late for you!"
"Guess again!" Piper cried, and blew Prue up. As the bits began to reform, Paige orbed the crystals into the pentagon formation, trapping Prue in the crystal cage.
"Wow! You trapped me!" Prue retorted sarcastically. "It takes the power of three to vanquish me, and unfortunately, you don't seem to have that at the current moment..."
"That's where you're wrong!" Paige exclaimed, and began a spell.
"Hear my words, hear my cries, spirit from the other side. Come to me, I summon thee, cross now the great divide."
A beautiful white glow filled the room as Phoebe's spirit appeared.
'I'm sorry Prue, I know that you would want me to do this. Rest in peace again, dear sister.' Piper thought, as they began the spell.
"Prudence, Penelope, Patricia, Melinda, Astrid, Helena, Lorna and Grace. Halliwell witches stand strong beside us, Vanquish this evil, from time and space."
The explosion knocked Piper and Paige back, as Piper sadly watched her older sister get eaten by the inferno. A tear, trickling out of her eye. "I'm sorry Prue."
Paige was paralyzed with fear in the situation. Her movements and thoughts were restricted, as the only thing running through her head is 'I'm going to die...' Her eyes closed, and she heard a surprised yell of pain behind her. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Piper's outstretched hands. Paige turned around, and saw the fallen from of someone she never imagined to meet. Prudence Halliwell.
"Paige, move back!" Piper yelled, tackling Paige to the floor, and barely dodging the fireball that was launched at the place where Paige had been standing.
Prue pulled the anthame out of her left shoulder and casually examined it. "Why so hostile Piper? It's me, Prue!"
"No. You're not Prue. Don't even bother to try and convince me. Prue was a good witch. You, you are the Source of all Evil."
"Don't be so dramatic Piper. You really are over-reacting. I mean, I expected a hug or something when I arrived, not a sharp anthame in the shoulder!" Prue said calmly as she took a step forward.
"Take one more step, and I blow you up!"
"Come on Piper... I thought you've always wanted me back. We could start over again!"
"No, Piper! Don't listen to her," Paige said desperately.
"Don't worry Paige, I know what to do. Prue is dead. I hate the reality of it, but I've accepted it. This imposter is has nothing in common with the Prue I used to know. Even if it is Prue, the only thing they have in common is her body."
"You don't mean that Piper..." Prue said.
"Yes, I do. Prue's soul is good, and if you were the real Prue, which you are most definitely not, you would want me to free your soul. Rid it of evil."
"Well then... I suppose it's too late for you!"
"Guess again!" Piper cried, and blew Prue up. As the bits began to reform, Paige orbed the crystals into the pentagon formation, trapping Prue in the crystal cage.
"Wow! You trapped me!" Prue retorted sarcastically. "It takes the power of three to vanquish me, and unfortunately, you don't seem to have that at the current moment..."
"That's where you're wrong!" Paige exclaimed, and began a spell.
"Hear my words, hear my cries, spirit from the other side. Come to me, I summon thee, cross now the great divide."
A beautiful white glow filled the room as Phoebe's spirit appeared.
'I'm sorry Prue, I know that you would want me to do this. Rest in peace again, dear sister.' Piper thought, as they began the spell.
"Prudence, Penelope, Patricia, Melinda, Astrid, Helena, Lorna and Grace. Halliwell witches stand strong beside us, Vanquish this evil, from time and space."
The explosion knocked Piper and Paige back, as Piper sadly watched her older sister get eaten by the inferno. A tear, trickling out of her eye. "I'm sorry Prue."