CHARMED
"A CHARMED CHRISTMAS"
by J. B. Tilton
email: aramath@isot.com
Rating: G
Disclaimer: "Charmed" and all related characters and events are
the property of the WB television network, except for those characters
specifically created for this story. This is a work of fan fiction
and no infringement of copyright is intended.
* * *
An innocent receives a very special Christmas present courtesy
of Leo and the Charmed Ones.
* * *
ONE
Prue, Piper, and Phoebe hurried out the door on the top floor of
the building. The building was thirty-seven stories and it was nearly
three o'clock in the morning. But Phoebe's premonitions didn't have a
time schedule. They could happen any time of the day or night.
"You sure this is the right building?" asked Prue.
"Positive," said Phoebe. "I think the demon was on the
northeast corner. If we hurry, we can stop it before it finishes what
it started."
The girls turned and headed for the northeast corner of the
building. As they approached the corner, they saw a man standing at
the edge of the building looking over the edge. Behind him several
feet stood a demon. The demon was uniformly gray with horns on its
head. It stood behind the man talking to him quietly. The girls
couldn't hear what was being said but they knew what it was doing.
"Hey, ugly," said Prue. "Why don't you leave that guy alone?
Pick on someone more your type."
"Charmed Ones," hissed the demon.
It turned to run from the girls but Piper was too fast for it.
She raised her hands and the demon exploded into a thousand shards
that evaporated instantly. Strangely, the man didn't seem to notice
what was happening. He continued to look over the side of the
building. Suddenly, Leo orbed in.
"Okay," said Phoebe, "what's with him? Piper blows up a demon
five feet from him and he doesn't even bat an eyelash. Is he deaf or
something?"
"No," said Leo. "That demon has him in a trance. It will take
a few minutes for it to wear off. Until it does, he won't notice
anything except for whatever it was that demon had implanted in his
mind."
"So what exactly did that demon implant in his mind?" asked
Piper.
"Probably something depressing," said Leo. "It was a grief
demon. They prey on the natural depression of many people during the
holidays. They try to get those people to take their own lives."
"Well, Christmas is only two days off," said Prue. "People get
more depressed around this time of year than any other time of the
year."
"Yeah," said Leo, "and this man would be an especially important
victim for a grief demon. His name is Charles Montgomery. He's been
chosen to be a White Lighter when he dies."
"That would be a great prize," said Phoebe. "Luckily we got
here in time."
"Maybe not," said Leo.
The girls looked over and saw that Montgomery had climbed up on
the ledge of the building. He stood looking over the side of the
building to the street, thirty-seven floors below. He was mumbling to
himself but exactly what he was saying was unintelligible from that
distance.
"He's still in the mind induced trance by the demon," said Leo.
"My guess is the demon was trying to get him to jump off the building.
That's why he came up here."
"We have to stop him," said Phoebe. "Leo, orb over and pull him
back."
"I can't," said Leo. "I can't interfere in the free will of a
mortal."
"But it isn't his free will," said Piper. "His mind is being
controlled by a demon."
"That may be," said Leo, "but I still can't . . ."
Suddenly to the horror of all four, the man stepped over the
side of the building and started falling to the street below.
"A CHARMED CHRISTMAS"
by J. B. Tilton
email: aramath@isot.com
Rating: G
Disclaimer: "Charmed" and all related characters and events are
the property of the WB television network, except for those characters
specifically created for this story. This is a work of fan fiction
and no infringement of copyright is intended.
* * *
An innocent receives a very special Christmas present courtesy
of Leo and the Charmed Ones.
* * *
ONE
Prue, Piper, and Phoebe hurried out the door on the top floor of
the building. The building was thirty-seven stories and it was nearly
three o'clock in the morning. But Phoebe's premonitions didn't have a
time schedule. They could happen any time of the day or night.
"You sure this is the right building?" asked Prue.
"Positive," said Phoebe. "I think the demon was on the
northeast corner. If we hurry, we can stop it before it finishes what
it started."
The girls turned and headed for the northeast corner of the
building. As they approached the corner, they saw a man standing at
the edge of the building looking over the edge. Behind him several
feet stood a demon. The demon was uniformly gray with horns on its
head. It stood behind the man talking to him quietly. The girls
couldn't hear what was being said but they knew what it was doing.
"Hey, ugly," said Prue. "Why don't you leave that guy alone?
Pick on someone more your type."
"Charmed Ones," hissed the demon.
It turned to run from the girls but Piper was too fast for it.
She raised her hands and the demon exploded into a thousand shards
that evaporated instantly. Strangely, the man didn't seem to notice
what was happening. He continued to look over the side of the
building. Suddenly, Leo orbed in.
"Okay," said Phoebe, "what's with him? Piper blows up a demon
five feet from him and he doesn't even bat an eyelash. Is he deaf or
something?"
"No," said Leo. "That demon has him in a trance. It will take
a few minutes for it to wear off. Until it does, he won't notice
anything except for whatever it was that demon had implanted in his
mind."
"So what exactly did that demon implant in his mind?" asked
Piper.
"Probably something depressing," said Leo. "It was a grief
demon. They prey on the natural depression of many people during the
holidays. They try to get those people to take their own lives."
"Well, Christmas is only two days off," said Prue. "People get
more depressed around this time of year than any other time of the
year."
"Yeah," said Leo, "and this man would be an especially important
victim for a grief demon. His name is Charles Montgomery. He's been
chosen to be a White Lighter when he dies."
"That would be a great prize," said Phoebe. "Luckily we got
here in time."
"Maybe not," said Leo.
The girls looked over and saw that Montgomery had climbed up on
the ledge of the building. He stood looking over the side of the
building to the street, thirty-seven floors below. He was mumbling to
himself but exactly what he was saying was unintelligible from that
distance.
"He's still in the mind induced trance by the demon," said Leo.
"My guess is the demon was trying to get him to jump off the building.
That's why he came up here."
"We have to stop him," said Phoebe. "Leo, orb over and pull him
back."
"I can't," said Leo. "I can't interfere in the free will of a
mortal."
"But it isn't his free will," said Piper. "His mind is being
controlled by a demon."
"That may be," said Leo, "but I still can't . . ."
Suddenly to the horror of all four, the man stepped over the
side of the building and started falling to the street below.