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Chapter Four: Not Again...
Phoebe's jaw dropped.
"Piper?" she cried, incredulous.
"I know what it looks like," Piper began, "and I can explain!" There was a pause. "Okay, I can't explain."
Phoebe pulled herself up off her bed. "You just- you just- just... you blinked!"
Both sisters began to panic. Cole shimmered in, standing in a defensive position.
"I sensed something evil was here," he told them, his eyes travelling around the room, searching.
"Oh," Phoebe nodded. She sounded perfectly normal until she spoke again. "Something like an evil power, eh?" She looked pointedly at Piper, whos eyes were pleading.
Cole followed her eyes. "It's Piper..." he said, not quite understanding what Phoebe was talking about.
"Piper with demonic powers Piper!" Phoebe exclaimed.
"Again," Piper whimpered. Cole looked taken aback, his face blanked for a moment as if he didn't quite register it. His whole upper body jerked upright and he turned to look at Piper. This couldn't be happening to them, not again! "Maybe it was just... out of the blue and it'll never happen again?"
Suddenly, a demon shimmered in and threw an energy ball at Cole. He leapt out of the way and it slammed into the wall, leading to a 'pretty' scorch mark on Phoebe's wall. Phoebe yelped and ducked behind the bed. Cole counter-attacked with a barrage of his own expertly-aimed energy balls, and with an agonised cry, the beast was no more.
"What the hell was that all about?" Piper cried.
"Bounty hunter," Cole muttered. "And I bet there's more to come. You two will be okay, right?"
They nodded. Watching Phoebe with a concerned look on his face, Cole shimmered away.
"Guess we just weren't expecting that," Phoebe sighed, grimly regarding the huge mark on her wall. "I think we should try to find some sort of anti-location spell for Cole for those bounty hunters..." Then she remembered the situation at hand. "But later. After we've dealt with..."
"Piper's newly aquired power," Piper sighed. "What do we do? I don't even know how I did it... I was thinking about you and bam! I was here!"
"Like last time," Phoebe stated, her voice shuddering. "We can't be turning evil again, can we?"
*
First stage: Denial.
*
"Of course not... that's impossible. We've wised up since last time," Piper said in a scolding voice. "Let's just, let's just forget this happened for now and find Paige. We need to get her to, you know..."
Phoebe nodded. Asking Paige to move in to their home would be hard enough. It'd be even tougher to see her take Prue's bedroom, which hadn't been touched since, well, since it happened. Not to mention the added niggling detail that Piper had a demonic power. This was shaping up to be such a great day!
"We could try and blink to her!" Phoebe suggested cheerily.
"No, thank you," Piper replied honestly, "I will be happy never to use that power again."
"Good idea," Phoebe nodded. "I'm sure it's all some sort of... misunderstanding... or something..."
* * *
The Seer's eyes returned to normal. Smirking, she turned around to face her master.
"Well?" The Source pressed. "How are they faring?"
"Not long now," the Seer replied calmly. "Soon the Charmed Ones will find themselves overcome with evil thoughts and be able to do nothing but follow them through. I have foreseen it."
Smiling under his hood, The Source leaned back. "We will not push them," he decided, "It is to my knowledge that they will work best alone."
"You would be correct," she said, and turned away. "They will join us soon."
* * *
Paige stared at her broken mirror, dumbstruck. "Seven years bad luck," she muttered, "maybe more..."
She examined her hand, where the thing had come from. It looked normal. 'How can you be practising orbing things and you throw ball of fire?' she thought incredulously. Surely she wasn't developing new powers already. She didn't want to develop new powers! Or have any to begin with!
It had just been so vicious though. But the main problem was, she'd felt good throwing it. Powerful. She wondered what her capabilities would stretch to over time.
There was a knock at the door.
Not expecting visitors, Paige left the catch on when she opened it. "Go away," she whispered harshly when she saw Piper and Phoebe on the other side of the door. "I don't want to see you guys."
"Let us in Paige," Piper said, her voice determined and commanding. "Or we'll come in by force."
Paige knew this wouldn't be hard for them to do. After all, as far as Paige knew, they were ass-kicking super witches - what couldn't they do? Sighing resignedly, she opened the door. "What do you want?"
Phoebe closed the door behind them. "To talk," she said, "about what's been happening to us."
"What do you mean?" Paige asked.
"Well, it hasn't happened to me so far, but Piper... she... uh, obtained, a new power."
Piper smiled weakly.
"What's wrong with that?" Paige asked, not seeing why something this would provoke them to come crashing into her apartment.
"It's not just any power," Piper began, "it's a warlock power." No effect on Paige. "The last time we got evil powers like these, we uh... we turned, evil."
"Oh," Paige said. There was a pause.
"Has anything happened to you Paige?" Phoebe asked. "It's really important you tell us."
"How did that mirror get smashed?" Piper cut in, looking pointedly at the broken glass on the floor. "Were you attacked?"
Paige glanced at the shattered object. "No, it was me... my powers."
Phoebe and Piper stared at her.
"But as far as we know, your powers aren't aggressive..." Piper said.
"Well one is," Paige replied defensively. "I threw this little... sort of bright flaming ball type thing at it. Smashed it completely... wasn't expecting it though. I haven't used it before."
"That's because you didn't have it before!" Phoebe cried. She looked at Piper. "Energy ball - another demonic power!"
"Oh no," Piper said, her voice showing anger, "Not again."
Chapter Four: Not Again...
Phoebe's jaw dropped.
"Piper?" she cried, incredulous.
"I know what it looks like," Piper began, "and I can explain!" There was a pause. "Okay, I can't explain."
Phoebe pulled herself up off her bed. "You just- you just- just... you blinked!"
Both sisters began to panic. Cole shimmered in, standing in a defensive position.
"I sensed something evil was here," he told them, his eyes travelling around the room, searching.
"Oh," Phoebe nodded. She sounded perfectly normal until she spoke again. "Something like an evil power, eh?" She looked pointedly at Piper, whos eyes were pleading.
Cole followed her eyes. "It's Piper..." he said, not quite understanding what Phoebe was talking about.
"Piper with demonic powers Piper!" Phoebe exclaimed.
"Again," Piper whimpered. Cole looked taken aback, his face blanked for a moment as if he didn't quite register it. His whole upper body jerked upright and he turned to look at Piper. This couldn't be happening to them, not again! "Maybe it was just... out of the blue and it'll never happen again?"
Suddenly, a demon shimmered in and threw an energy ball at Cole. He leapt out of the way and it slammed into the wall, leading to a 'pretty' scorch mark on Phoebe's wall. Phoebe yelped and ducked behind the bed. Cole counter-attacked with a barrage of his own expertly-aimed energy balls, and with an agonised cry, the beast was no more.
"What the hell was that all about?" Piper cried.
"Bounty hunter," Cole muttered. "And I bet there's more to come. You two will be okay, right?"
They nodded. Watching Phoebe with a concerned look on his face, Cole shimmered away.
"Guess we just weren't expecting that," Phoebe sighed, grimly regarding the huge mark on her wall. "I think we should try to find some sort of anti-location spell for Cole for those bounty hunters..." Then she remembered the situation at hand. "But later. After we've dealt with..."
"Piper's newly aquired power," Piper sighed. "What do we do? I don't even know how I did it... I was thinking about you and bam! I was here!"
"Like last time," Phoebe stated, her voice shuddering. "We can't be turning evil again, can we?"
*
First stage: Denial.
*
"Of course not... that's impossible. We've wised up since last time," Piper said in a scolding voice. "Let's just, let's just forget this happened for now and find Paige. We need to get her to, you know..."
Phoebe nodded. Asking Paige to move in to their home would be hard enough. It'd be even tougher to see her take Prue's bedroom, which hadn't been touched since, well, since it happened. Not to mention the added niggling detail that Piper had a demonic power. This was shaping up to be such a great day!
"We could try and blink to her!" Phoebe suggested cheerily.
"No, thank you," Piper replied honestly, "I will be happy never to use that power again."
"Good idea," Phoebe nodded. "I'm sure it's all some sort of... misunderstanding... or something..."
* * *
The Seer's eyes returned to normal. Smirking, she turned around to face her master.
"Well?" The Source pressed. "How are they faring?"
"Not long now," the Seer replied calmly. "Soon the Charmed Ones will find themselves overcome with evil thoughts and be able to do nothing but follow them through. I have foreseen it."
Smiling under his hood, The Source leaned back. "We will not push them," he decided, "It is to my knowledge that they will work best alone."
"You would be correct," she said, and turned away. "They will join us soon."
* * *
Paige stared at her broken mirror, dumbstruck. "Seven years bad luck," she muttered, "maybe more..."
She examined her hand, where the thing had come from. It looked normal. 'How can you be practising orbing things and you throw ball of fire?' she thought incredulously. Surely she wasn't developing new powers already. She didn't want to develop new powers! Or have any to begin with!
It had just been so vicious though. But the main problem was, she'd felt good throwing it. Powerful. She wondered what her capabilities would stretch to over time.
There was a knock at the door.
Not expecting visitors, Paige left the catch on when she opened it. "Go away," she whispered harshly when she saw Piper and Phoebe on the other side of the door. "I don't want to see you guys."
"Let us in Paige," Piper said, her voice determined and commanding. "Or we'll come in by force."
Paige knew this wouldn't be hard for them to do. After all, as far as Paige knew, they were ass-kicking super witches - what couldn't they do? Sighing resignedly, she opened the door. "What do you want?"
Phoebe closed the door behind them. "To talk," she said, "about what's been happening to us."
"What do you mean?" Paige asked.
"Well, it hasn't happened to me so far, but Piper... she... uh, obtained, a new power."
Piper smiled weakly.
"What's wrong with that?" Paige asked, not seeing why something this would provoke them to come crashing into her apartment.
"It's not just any power," Piper began, "it's a warlock power." No effect on Paige. "The last time we got evil powers like these, we uh... we turned, evil."
"Oh," Paige said. There was a pause.
"Has anything happened to you Paige?" Phoebe asked. "It's really important you tell us."
"How did that mirror get smashed?" Piper cut in, looking pointedly at the broken glass on the floor. "Were you attacked?"
Paige glanced at the shattered object. "No, it was me... my powers."
Phoebe and Piper stared at her.
"But as far as we know, your powers aren't aggressive..." Piper said.
"Well one is," Paige replied defensively. "I threw this little... sort of bright flaming ball type thing at it. Smashed it completely... wasn't expecting it though. I haven't used it before."
"That's because you didn't have it before!" Phoebe cried. She looked at Piper. "Energy ball - another demonic power!"
"Oh no," Piper said, her voice showing anger, "Not again."