FIRST

KILL

NOTE: These Charmed characters belong to the WB and only the WB. I also don't own the plot. But I do own Travis and Melinda.

Second note: This is my own personal AU. In this alternate universe Cole and Phoebe are still married and have their son. He is twelve years old and his name is Travis. Piper and Leo are, of course, married and have their eleven-year-old daughter Melinda. Personally I like the Cole with powers. But in my story he does not turn into the demon, Belthazar (if that's the way you spell it). Also Paige is still a social worker and she has her own apartment.

Summary: Travis almost does something he would regret.







CHAPTER 12



"Your ceremony is almost complete," said Odium to Travis. "But not quite."

"What do you mean?" asked Travis. "I said I wanted to join."

"But you can never be whole unless you commit your first kill," said another demon.

"Kill?" asked Travis.

"That's right," said Odium. "Once then you will be our new leader and our new source."

"Right. So who is it?"

"Whoever you want," said Odium. "Isn't there someone who makes your skin crawl?"

"I don't know."

"I think I know," said Odium. "Come on."

Phoebe and Cole called the police who were on the search. Piper and Leo were one team, Phoebe and Cole another, and Melinda searched with Paige.

"I can't believe this," said Piper.

"Piper, don't worry. Everything will be okay," said Leo.

"I was thinking. Are you sure that this isn't "them" doing this?" Piper pointed towards the sky.

"Piper, please. It's not the elders. They aren't trying to ruin our lives."

"I hope, anyway."

Phoebe and Cole were searching around the mall. Both of them were really upset.

"I don't think we even know our son anywhere," said Phoebe.

"I don't know him you mean," said Cole.

"Cole, that's not true. You try your hardest."

"Obviously not hard enough."

"There is no perfect parent."

"You are."

"If I'm so perfect then. . . . where's our son?"

Cole gave her a hug. "That's what I want to know."

Paige and Melinda were looking around the school building. Melinda thought that Travis would never go back to school willingly.

"Melinda, you look near the parkinglot. But stay close, okay?" said Paige. She was worried about Travis and didn't want anything to happen to her niece.

"All right," said Melinda.

Melinda went around to the parking lot. She saw Ms. Turk just leaving. She was heading to her car. That's when Travis shimmered outside of the parking lot gate with Odium. Melinda gasped and ducked behind a tree that was outside the gate.

"There she is, little man," said Odium. "Your lame principal."

"Yeah," said Travis.

"Just energy ball her," said Odium. "You'll love it. And then you'll be our leader."

"You mean it? No tricks?"

"None. We want you, Travis. Besides think of what this wench has been doing to you. She hates you, man."

"All right," said Travis. "I'll do it."

He conjured up an energy ball and shot it directly at his principal. Ms. Turk released a horrifed gasp as the ball came towards her. It hit her directed into a car knocking her unconsious.

"That wasn't enough. Do it again and use all of your strength," said Odium.

"Right," Travis agreed.

As he held up his hands Melinda ran up. She looked horror-strucked at what her only cousin had done.

"Travis, don't," yelled Melinda.

"Oh, no," said Travis.

"Come on," said Odium.

He shimmered them away leaving Melinda with a mixture of horror and anger. Paige walked up then.

"Hi, sweetie. Any luck?" she asked.

"Aunt Paige, help," said Melinda, running into the parkinglot.

"What? What's wrong?" asked Paige, following Melinda.

Melinda ran up to her principal and kneeled down. She put her hands on top of her attempting to heal. A small amount of her healing energy came out but not enough to wake Ms. Turk up. Paige kneeled down near Melinda.

"Oh, God! What happened?" asked Paige.

"Travis, hurt her. Help me!" Melinda exclaimed.

"Here," said Paige.

She took her niece's hand and together they made enough energy to heal Ms. Turk. Paige orbed them away before Ms. Turk could see them.