Taken
D/C: I don't own Charmed.
A/N: Okay. It's kind of an A/U but not really. In the beginning it goes back and forth between Phoebe's dream/memory. The even happened fourteen years ago, so right now on Charmed this would be happening. So just kind of back track your minds a little bit. Uh, if you skipped the character list for the first chapter, I'd read it so you don't get confused. I guess for the rest you have to read and. hopefully.. Review.
Chapter 1
"Cole, don't, don't leave them!" Phoebe cried as she fell to the ground. Cole glanced behind him, at the two baby swings that held his week old daughters. One had black hair, the other a light red. He shook his head, and then ran towards Phoebe, who was bleeding heavily from her arm, and had multiple slashes on her head, which leaked the slimy liquid.
"Don't, Cole get back there!" Phoebe screamed, Cole picked up Phoebe and jogged towards the swings on the other side of the penthouse. A demon with black, shiny skin stopped them in their tracks. He looked at Cole with his hollow, empty black eyes. Phoebe opened her mouth, and looked at Cole. He turned around, and picked the babies up from their swings. They began to whimper, and Cole took a threatening step towards the demon.
"At least you have good taste in names." The demon exclaimed. He shimmered out of the penthouse, leaving the place empty. Suddenly screams were heard all around, screeching, squeaking, and then became black.
Phoebe shot out of bed, her forehead dipping w/ sweat. Tears streamed down her eyes. Her stomach knotted up, as she finally let out a burst of emotion that came out in a depressed sigh. She remembered back on the event, trying to get it out of her mind.
"I told you to stay there!" Phoebe yelled, tears falling like water from her cheeks. Cole raised his hands.
"You were hurt what was I supposed to do?" Cole asked. Phoebe shrugged, and looked away.
"You better fix this! We better get them back!" Phoebe screamed. Cole nodded, and an expression of guilt fell upon his face.
"I will Phoebe, I will." Cole replied before he shimmered out. Phoebe broke down. She was now at the manor, and Piper was holding her. Two other baby girls were in the room. Paige held one, and Piper held one in her other arm.
Phoebe this time stood up. She couldn't bare the pain.
"Fourteen years damnit fourteen years." She mumbled to herself. She stood up and walked to the bathroom, and began to run the cold water. She splashed water on her face, and looked in the mirror.
"Phoebe I tried. He's off radar completely." Cole exclaimed, obviously trying to defend himself. Phoebe shook her head.
"Try harder! I don't want to see your face again until you have my daughters. None of my magic will bring them back!" Phoebe yelled. Cole nodded and shimmered out.
Phoebe broke her glance from the mirror.
"Fourteen god damn fucking years." Phoebe practically screamed. She slammed the towel on the counter, and walked out of her room, sobbing, and almost falling completely apart.
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Taylor Mackenzie Trieber sat in her desk, bored as always. Her black, baggy pants draped over her white and black 'Vans' shoes, at Mr. Hathaway kept on about some math topic. Her tight, white 'Independent' shirt hugged her body, and the words Independent along with the symbol matched her pants. Her black hair was in a high pony tail, reaching about three inches to her hairline at the back of her neck. It had been straightened. Her dark, intense grey eyes wandered across the room her twin sister, Tori; the girls only looked somewhat alike.
Tori was in blue jean flares, with no back pockets, and a black, 'Billabong' shirt, that had Billabong in orange, and on the back was the surfboard, with the colored flowers. Her light, auburn hair was also up in a ponytail, only it wasn't as high as Taylor's. It reached the same spot, only the cut was shorter because of the position of the ponytail. Her dark, petrifying green eyes met Taylor's. Both girls had the same cheekbones, the same lips. Their eye brows had slightly different arches, so their foreheads weren't the same. Also, they were very pretty, and very tan, from the sun.
The final bell rang, and the twins met up in the hallway.
"I'm not going back." Tori exclaimed. Taylor looked at her sister who was level to her in height.
"Good plan. I'm coming." Taylor replied. Tori smiled.
"I have the paper, I just don't know if it's a good idea or not." Tori said, opening her locker and grabbing her backpack. Tori rolled her eyes.
"We were kidnapped when we were a week old. They probably tried everything they could." Tori reassured. Taylor nodded.
"I have the money two. I actually, took the money but we've got tickets for the next plane, at four. Pratt won't notice until around." Taylor left off. Tori nodded.
"He won't notice until five. Make sure we stay public. He's never been able to track us, but we never know. He won't shimmer when there's people around." Tori suggested. Taylor nodded, as the two left 'Long Branch New Jersey Middle School'.
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"Harley! Cut it out. Aunt Paige tell your daughter to stop bugging me and do her homework." The fourteen year old girl asked, her light brown hair reached about four inches past her shoulders. She looked at the other fourteen year old, who had bright, vibrant red hair and deep, black eyes, with her light brown ones. She smiled and looked at Paige.
"Harley, leave your cousin alone. Melinda why don't you go to your room?" Paige asked. Melinda shrugged. Harley nodded and sat by Paige.
"Prue and Devin are more fun anyways." Harley replied. Melinda raised an eye brow.
"Prues eight and Devins ten." Melinda reasoned. Harley shrugged.
"Yeah but they haven't lost grasp of their child hood. They don't sit around doing their homework twenty four seven." Harley replied. Paige laughed and Melinda shrugged it off as Harley left the kitchen. Melinda stared down at her silver 'Addidas' shoes that started dark grey, and faded into white. They had no backs. She also had on a light blue, short skirt and a white three-quarter length shirt that said 'Arepostle,' 87 in navy blue. Phoebe came into the kitchen, with dark bags under her eyes, and her face almost swollen, and red. Melinda looked up at her distressed aunt.
"Oh my god Aunt Phoebe what happened?" Melinda asked, standing up. She knew what it was, now she was just making it a point that she cared. Phoebe shrugged.
"Can I talk to Paige alone for a sec?" Phoebe asked, trying not to show her teary face. Melinda nodded, and grabbed her back pack, along with her other homework. She went into the living room, where Harley was watching T.V with Prue and Devin.
"Mel! What's wrong with Aunty Phoebe?" Prue asked. Her light brown hair stopped at her chin, and her bangs that she had just cut puffed out just the right amount. Her icy blue eyes followed Melinda to the couch, as she shrugged.
"Ask mom." Melinda answered. Devin looked up. His dirty blonde hair was in a buzz cut, and his light, hazel eyes looked down.
"That's what you always say." Devin replied. Harley looked down. Piper walked into the living room.
"Homework in the morning again Melinda?" Piper asked, rolling her eyes. Melinda shrugged.
"Mom, I can't do all of it in one night." Melinda replied, looking at her nails she had painted light blue. Piper looked at Harley.
"How is it that Harley doesn't have any homework, you have tons of homework and you both get straight As?" Piper asked. Harley smiled.
"Because I don't spend my time flirting with boys." Harley answered. Melinda rolled her eyes. Their style was totally different. Harley wore navy blue, baggy pants, and a light grey 'Vans' shirt. She had on a thick robe necklace that wooden beads were sown in between. Her red hair was flipped out, and sort. She also had black and yellow 'Etnies' shoes.
"Melinda's got a boyfriend." Prue teased. Piper smiled, and looked at Melinda.
"True?" Piper asked, smiling at Prue. Melinda shrugged. Harley cut in,
"Why not Mel? You have your choice of like five guys." Harley hinted. Piper opened her mouth.
"Melinda Patience Halliwell-Wyatt, stop flirting and start studying." Piper ordered jokingly as she left the room. Devin laughed, and ran up the stairs. Melinda rolled her eyes.
"Thanks, Har." Melinda mumbled. Harley smiled and nodded.
"No problem. Do you want me to take Devin and Prue to the bus stop?" Harley asked. Melinda nodded and continued on with her science homework.
"Prue where's your backpack?" Harley asked. Prue looked down, and picked up the blue and purple 'Monsters Inc.' backpack. She put it on her shoulders.
"Got it." Prue replied, slipping on her with, light blue and dark blue 'Sketchers' shoes. Melinda smiled; Prue always looked adorable, she was probably the only second grader with style, only though because either Harley or Melinda picked out her outfit, every day. She also had on dark, denim jeans that barley flared, and a black tee-shirt from the gap.
"Devin! Time to go!" Harley called up the stairs. Devin ran down the stairs, and looked up at Harley, putting on his black and silver 'New Balance' shoes. "Backpack." Harley reminded. Devin smiled and used his telekinesis to fling the back pack down the stairs. Harley rolled her eyes.
"I know I know don't do it at school." Devin murmured. Harley smiled, and opened the door, watching Prue and Devin walk out of it.
"Bye Mel." Devin called as he shouted in from the outside of the house. Prue nodded.
"Bye Melinda." Prue also called. Melinda didn't even look up from her homework, as Harley closed the Victorian door.
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"Big enough." Tori exclaimed, on the bottom floor, pressing the upward arrow for the elevator to arrive. Taylor nodded. The elevator came, and Taylor stepped inside. Tori froze.
"Tori?" Taylor asked. Tori looked up.
"This isn't right. We can't just drop in." Tori rethought. Taylor smiled.
"I don't think we can avoid that. Don't you want to find out who your REAL parents are? They'll probably want us back, and they probably won't work us so hard we throw up." Taylor reminded. Tori nodded and stepped in the elevator, watching the doors close.
A/N: How was it? I hope you guys like it. hehe please review!!!!
D/C: I don't own Charmed.
A/N: Okay. It's kind of an A/U but not really. In the beginning it goes back and forth between Phoebe's dream/memory. The even happened fourteen years ago, so right now on Charmed this would be happening. So just kind of back track your minds a little bit. Uh, if you skipped the character list for the first chapter, I'd read it so you don't get confused. I guess for the rest you have to read and. hopefully.. Review.
Chapter 1
"Cole, don't, don't leave them!" Phoebe cried as she fell to the ground. Cole glanced behind him, at the two baby swings that held his week old daughters. One had black hair, the other a light red. He shook his head, and then ran towards Phoebe, who was bleeding heavily from her arm, and had multiple slashes on her head, which leaked the slimy liquid.
"Don't, Cole get back there!" Phoebe screamed, Cole picked up Phoebe and jogged towards the swings on the other side of the penthouse. A demon with black, shiny skin stopped them in their tracks. He looked at Cole with his hollow, empty black eyes. Phoebe opened her mouth, and looked at Cole. He turned around, and picked the babies up from their swings. They began to whimper, and Cole took a threatening step towards the demon.
"At least you have good taste in names." The demon exclaimed. He shimmered out of the penthouse, leaving the place empty. Suddenly screams were heard all around, screeching, squeaking, and then became black.
Phoebe shot out of bed, her forehead dipping w/ sweat. Tears streamed down her eyes. Her stomach knotted up, as she finally let out a burst of emotion that came out in a depressed sigh. She remembered back on the event, trying to get it out of her mind.
"I told you to stay there!" Phoebe yelled, tears falling like water from her cheeks. Cole raised his hands.
"You were hurt what was I supposed to do?" Cole asked. Phoebe shrugged, and looked away.
"You better fix this! We better get them back!" Phoebe screamed. Cole nodded, and an expression of guilt fell upon his face.
"I will Phoebe, I will." Cole replied before he shimmered out. Phoebe broke down. She was now at the manor, and Piper was holding her. Two other baby girls were in the room. Paige held one, and Piper held one in her other arm.
Phoebe this time stood up. She couldn't bare the pain.
"Fourteen years damnit fourteen years." She mumbled to herself. She stood up and walked to the bathroom, and began to run the cold water. She splashed water on her face, and looked in the mirror.
"Phoebe I tried. He's off radar completely." Cole exclaimed, obviously trying to defend himself. Phoebe shook her head.
"Try harder! I don't want to see your face again until you have my daughters. None of my magic will bring them back!" Phoebe yelled. Cole nodded and shimmered out.
Phoebe broke her glance from the mirror.
"Fourteen god damn fucking years." Phoebe practically screamed. She slammed the towel on the counter, and walked out of her room, sobbing, and almost falling completely apart.
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Taylor Mackenzie Trieber sat in her desk, bored as always. Her black, baggy pants draped over her white and black 'Vans' shoes, at Mr. Hathaway kept on about some math topic. Her tight, white 'Independent' shirt hugged her body, and the words Independent along with the symbol matched her pants. Her black hair was in a high pony tail, reaching about three inches to her hairline at the back of her neck. It had been straightened. Her dark, intense grey eyes wandered across the room her twin sister, Tori; the girls only looked somewhat alike.
Tori was in blue jean flares, with no back pockets, and a black, 'Billabong' shirt, that had Billabong in orange, and on the back was the surfboard, with the colored flowers. Her light, auburn hair was also up in a ponytail, only it wasn't as high as Taylor's. It reached the same spot, only the cut was shorter because of the position of the ponytail. Her dark, petrifying green eyes met Taylor's. Both girls had the same cheekbones, the same lips. Their eye brows had slightly different arches, so their foreheads weren't the same. Also, they were very pretty, and very tan, from the sun.
The final bell rang, and the twins met up in the hallway.
"I'm not going back." Tori exclaimed. Taylor looked at her sister who was level to her in height.
"Good plan. I'm coming." Taylor replied. Tori smiled.
"I have the paper, I just don't know if it's a good idea or not." Tori said, opening her locker and grabbing her backpack. Tori rolled her eyes.
"We were kidnapped when we were a week old. They probably tried everything they could." Tori reassured. Taylor nodded.
"I have the money two. I actually, took the money but we've got tickets for the next plane, at four. Pratt won't notice until around." Taylor left off. Tori nodded.
"He won't notice until five. Make sure we stay public. He's never been able to track us, but we never know. He won't shimmer when there's people around." Tori suggested. Taylor nodded, as the two left 'Long Branch New Jersey Middle School'.
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"Harley! Cut it out. Aunt Paige tell your daughter to stop bugging me and do her homework." The fourteen year old girl asked, her light brown hair reached about four inches past her shoulders. She looked at the other fourteen year old, who had bright, vibrant red hair and deep, black eyes, with her light brown ones. She smiled and looked at Paige.
"Harley, leave your cousin alone. Melinda why don't you go to your room?" Paige asked. Melinda shrugged. Harley nodded and sat by Paige.
"Prue and Devin are more fun anyways." Harley replied. Melinda raised an eye brow.
"Prues eight and Devins ten." Melinda reasoned. Harley shrugged.
"Yeah but they haven't lost grasp of their child hood. They don't sit around doing their homework twenty four seven." Harley replied. Paige laughed and Melinda shrugged it off as Harley left the kitchen. Melinda stared down at her silver 'Addidas' shoes that started dark grey, and faded into white. They had no backs. She also had on a light blue, short skirt and a white three-quarter length shirt that said 'Arepostle,' 87 in navy blue. Phoebe came into the kitchen, with dark bags under her eyes, and her face almost swollen, and red. Melinda looked up at her distressed aunt.
"Oh my god Aunt Phoebe what happened?" Melinda asked, standing up. She knew what it was, now she was just making it a point that she cared. Phoebe shrugged.
"Can I talk to Paige alone for a sec?" Phoebe asked, trying not to show her teary face. Melinda nodded, and grabbed her back pack, along with her other homework. She went into the living room, where Harley was watching T.V with Prue and Devin.
"Mel! What's wrong with Aunty Phoebe?" Prue asked. Her light brown hair stopped at her chin, and her bangs that she had just cut puffed out just the right amount. Her icy blue eyes followed Melinda to the couch, as she shrugged.
"Ask mom." Melinda answered. Devin looked up. His dirty blonde hair was in a buzz cut, and his light, hazel eyes looked down.
"That's what you always say." Devin replied. Harley looked down. Piper walked into the living room.
"Homework in the morning again Melinda?" Piper asked, rolling her eyes. Melinda shrugged.
"Mom, I can't do all of it in one night." Melinda replied, looking at her nails she had painted light blue. Piper looked at Harley.
"How is it that Harley doesn't have any homework, you have tons of homework and you both get straight As?" Piper asked. Harley smiled.
"Because I don't spend my time flirting with boys." Harley answered. Melinda rolled her eyes. Their style was totally different. Harley wore navy blue, baggy pants, and a light grey 'Vans' shirt. She had on a thick robe necklace that wooden beads were sown in between. Her red hair was flipped out, and sort. She also had black and yellow 'Etnies' shoes.
"Melinda's got a boyfriend." Prue teased. Piper smiled, and looked at Melinda.
"True?" Piper asked, smiling at Prue. Melinda shrugged. Harley cut in,
"Why not Mel? You have your choice of like five guys." Harley hinted. Piper opened her mouth.
"Melinda Patience Halliwell-Wyatt, stop flirting and start studying." Piper ordered jokingly as she left the room. Devin laughed, and ran up the stairs. Melinda rolled her eyes.
"Thanks, Har." Melinda mumbled. Harley smiled and nodded.
"No problem. Do you want me to take Devin and Prue to the bus stop?" Harley asked. Melinda nodded and continued on with her science homework.
"Prue where's your backpack?" Harley asked. Prue looked down, and picked up the blue and purple 'Monsters Inc.' backpack. She put it on her shoulders.
"Got it." Prue replied, slipping on her with, light blue and dark blue 'Sketchers' shoes. Melinda smiled; Prue always looked adorable, she was probably the only second grader with style, only though because either Harley or Melinda picked out her outfit, every day. She also had on dark, denim jeans that barley flared, and a black tee-shirt from the gap.
"Devin! Time to go!" Harley called up the stairs. Devin ran down the stairs, and looked up at Harley, putting on his black and silver 'New Balance' shoes. "Backpack." Harley reminded. Devin smiled and used his telekinesis to fling the back pack down the stairs. Harley rolled her eyes.
"I know I know don't do it at school." Devin murmured. Harley smiled, and opened the door, watching Prue and Devin walk out of it.
"Bye Mel." Devin called as he shouted in from the outside of the house. Prue nodded.
"Bye Melinda." Prue also called. Melinda didn't even look up from her homework, as Harley closed the Victorian door.
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"Big enough." Tori exclaimed, on the bottom floor, pressing the upward arrow for the elevator to arrive. Taylor nodded. The elevator came, and Taylor stepped inside. Tori froze.
"Tori?" Taylor asked. Tori looked up.
"This isn't right. We can't just drop in." Tori rethought. Taylor smiled.
"I don't think we can avoid that. Don't you want to find out who your REAL parents are? They'll probably want us back, and they probably won't work us so hard we throw up." Taylor reminded. Tori nodded and stepped in the elevator, watching the doors close.
A/N: How was it? I hope you guys like it. hehe please review!!!!