A/N: This fanfic is set somewhere in the fourth season. Cole isn't and
never was the Source. Piper is not pregnant. Umm. That's about it.
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"Oh, like this is smart." Paige commented, walking down the alley with her sisters. "What do you mean?" Piper asked, looking over at her little sister. "We're walking down a dark alley. at night. basically alone." "A little paranoid?" Piper smirked, "Let me guess, you are one who believes in Friday the thirteenth, lucky pins, necklaces, four leave clovers." metaphor "And you don't?" Paige asked back, Piper just shrugging. "Don't listen to Piper, I say you should." Phoebe chimed in, from the other side of Piper. "This coming from a person wearing socks and sandals." Piper observed Phoebe's footwear, smirking. "You can wear socks and sandals together. It's the new thing." "Right." Piper sarcastically remarked. A cold chill ran down Paige's back as something swished by her neck. "What was that?" Paige asked, looking around herself. "It's called hair. It tends to swipe across your neck as it sways. See what you did Phoebe? Now she's all paranoid." "Am not!" Paige tried to defend herself. Piper suddenly tripped when a glowing, gold bar from out of nowhere, wrapped itself around her ankles and yanked them together. Someone came up behind Paige, swiftly kick her feet from under her, causing her to fall onto her knees. Someone else came behind Phoebe and did the same thing. Threes more glowing, gold bars appeared, and slapped themselves onto their wrists. "What just happened?!?" Piper asked, as she wiggled into an upright position. A gust of wind flew by and there stood two men front of the three bound women, or what looked very much like a men. The one in front of the other had a slimming feature, the look of some in their mid-twenties. He had on a brown leather vest, not buttoned up so that you could see his well- detailed chest and a pair of black slacks, covering over where his feet were. His eyes were a tangy orange color and white hair, the kind of white you see in snow. The other man that stood behind him looked much older, with the same orange eyes but his hair was a light brown, bordering with blonde. The man in front slowly advanced towards the three of them. "Sorry for the interruption, but I'm looking for someone." He stated, pausing. "Heard of the phonebook?" Paige asked, obviously annoyed. He ignored Paige's comment and continued. "My name is Prince Link, of the Pavlin race, and I'm here to select someone to carry on my family line." "In other words, you want to sleep with someone, impregnate them, so that you can have a child?" Piper summarized, and Link nodded. "And this has what to do with us?" "I think that he wants that 'someone' to be one of us." Phoebe leaned over and whispered. "Oh, as lovely as that sounds. I don't think so." Piper went to get up, but two hands pushed her back down by her shoulders. Piper looked up to see a burly man standing behind her and Phoebe and another behind Paige. "That could be a problem." "Sire, we really must be going if you are to make it in an sufficient amount of time." The man from behind Link halfway whispered to him. "Doctrine, I'm just trying to explain things, so that she won't be so resistant towards me." "She?" Phoebe inquired. "Don't worry, it isn't you. I never had a thing for brunettes. I was referring to her." Link replied, nodding towards Paige. The two older sisters glanced down at their little sister. Doctrine, the man who was standing beside Link, walked up to Paige, put his hand about a foot from her face and a wavy, bluish gas emitted from them. "What are you doing to her?!?" Phoebe yelled at Doctrine. Paige head started to bob, looking dizzy and sleepy, and soon she just dropped to the floor, not moving. "It was only to make her go to sleep. We have a lot to do and she'll need her rest in the coming days." Link answered, going to stand beside Doctrine, who was in the process of picking Paige up. "I have no problems with you and she may be allow to return to you, but interfere and there will be." With that, Link and Doctrine winded (I just named it that because it look like a breeze of white wind sweeps by and such. It's like their shimmering) out of sight, Paige in hand. The two bodyguard men went with them and the gold bonds that had left Phoebe and Piper helpless disappeared with them. Piper quickly got up, giving Phoebe a hand, and turned around, surveying the alley. "Tell me that didn't just happen." Piper said, in disbelief that her sister was really gone.
**** Paige awoke dazed and confused. She went to touch her forehead when her hand stopped, restricted by some constraint. She twisted her head to see her surroundings, seeing several women walking about. They all had plain, solid colored dresses on, reaching down to their feet. She could hear two distinct voices, not really able to identify from where she knew them. A women's face suddenly appeared in Paige's view, hovering about her face. "Ether, the girl is awake." A woman announced to someone, she presumed to be Ether. A woman, who looked in her early fifties, walked up to Paige. She lifted Paige's eyelid up, which Paige quickly shook her head away. "And so she is." Ether turned away, "Sire, she is awake." Link walked up to Paige with anticipation. "Hello sweetie." He greeted, running his palm along Paige's cheek. Paige flinched at his touch. "Don't worry, this won't take long."
"Shall we begin sir?" Ether asked. "Yes." Link replied, removing his vest. He stretched his arms a little bit. Suddenly, wings shot out from his back, spanning a good few feet on either side of him and reaching but centimeters from the ground. "I hate keeping them pinned up like that." He rotated his shoulders, stretching out some more. The next thing Paige knew, someone was shoving a vial of something, thick as eggnog, down her throat. She bit by bit choked it down seeing as she had no choice. Ether handed Link a dagger. He lightly ran it across Paige's mid-torso, just enough pressure to cause her to bleed from the cut, causing her to groan in pain. He first watched it drip down her side slowly, then ran his tongue along the gash, basically licking her blood up. It stung, as if his saliva was made of acid, and Paige began to breathe in more deeply, too paralyzed this entire time to say anything. Her vision was beginning to blur as she fell back into a sleep. **** Paige awoke on a soft, queen size bed. As her eyes focused, she realized that this wasn't her room. She quickly pushed the covers off of her, jumped out of the bed, and snuck to the door entry of her room. Peering out, she saw Link and Doctrine discussing something at a distance, when a hand placed on her shoulder suddenly startled her. Paige turned around to see the woman from before; the one who had discovered Paige was first awake, standing there. "Are you alright?" She asked, wondering what Paige was doing. "Who are you?" Paige asked back. "My name is Natalie." "What? Where am I?" Paige asked, practically screaming. A mistake she later regretted when Link and Doctrine's attention was diverted to her. They took a brisk pace towards her. Paige backed up back into the room, eventually hitting the wall. "Stay away!" She shouted. "It's ok. You're in your royal room. Natalie is here only to help you." Link said with a gentle smile "Why? I-I-I." "You're here to give to conceive and bare his son. You should feel honored to help carry on this great line." Doctrine explained. "Honored? To be kidnapped and forced into having your child?!? I don't think so!" Natalie had gotten behind Paige, preventing her from going anywhere. As Doctrine moved closer Paige began to panic, when a voice came into her head telling her to "escape". Paige was now inhaling the bluish gas again, but before she fell unconscious she orbed out of the place.
"Oh, like this is smart." Paige commented, walking down the alley with her sisters. "What do you mean?" Piper asked, looking over at her little sister. "We're walking down a dark alley. at night. basically alone." "A little paranoid?" Piper smirked, "Let me guess, you are one who believes in Friday the thirteenth, lucky pins, necklaces, four leave clovers." metaphor "And you don't?" Paige asked back, Piper just shrugging. "Don't listen to Piper, I say you should." Phoebe chimed in, from the other side of Piper. "This coming from a person wearing socks and sandals." Piper observed Phoebe's footwear, smirking. "You can wear socks and sandals together. It's the new thing." "Right." Piper sarcastically remarked. A cold chill ran down Paige's back as something swished by her neck. "What was that?" Paige asked, looking around herself. "It's called hair. It tends to swipe across your neck as it sways. See what you did Phoebe? Now she's all paranoid." "Am not!" Paige tried to defend herself. Piper suddenly tripped when a glowing, gold bar from out of nowhere, wrapped itself around her ankles and yanked them together. Someone came up behind Paige, swiftly kick her feet from under her, causing her to fall onto her knees. Someone else came behind Phoebe and did the same thing. Threes more glowing, gold bars appeared, and slapped themselves onto their wrists. "What just happened?!?" Piper asked, as she wiggled into an upright position. A gust of wind flew by and there stood two men front of the three bound women, or what looked very much like a men. The one in front of the other had a slimming feature, the look of some in their mid-twenties. He had on a brown leather vest, not buttoned up so that you could see his well- detailed chest and a pair of black slacks, covering over where his feet were. His eyes were a tangy orange color and white hair, the kind of white you see in snow. The other man that stood behind him looked much older, with the same orange eyes but his hair was a light brown, bordering with blonde. The man in front slowly advanced towards the three of them. "Sorry for the interruption, but I'm looking for someone." He stated, pausing. "Heard of the phonebook?" Paige asked, obviously annoyed. He ignored Paige's comment and continued. "My name is Prince Link, of the Pavlin race, and I'm here to select someone to carry on my family line." "In other words, you want to sleep with someone, impregnate them, so that you can have a child?" Piper summarized, and Link nodded. "And this has what to do with us?" "I think that he wants that 'someone' to be one of us." Phoebe leaned over and whispered. "Oh, as lovely as that sounds. I don't think so." Piper went to get up, but two hands pushed her back down by her shoulders. Piper looked up to see a burly man standing behind her and Phoebe and another behind Paige. "That could be a problem." "Sire, we really must be going if you are to make it in an sufficient amount of time." The man from behind Link halfway whispered to him. "Doctrine, I'm just trying to explain things, so that she won't be so resistant towards me." "She?" Phoebe inquired. "Don't worry, it isn't you. I never had a thing for brunettes. I was referring to her." Link replied, nodding towards Paige. The two older sisters glanced down at their little sister. Doctrine, the man who was standing beside Link, walked up to Paige, put his hand about a foot from her face and a wavy, bluish gas emitted from them. "What are you doing to her?!?" Phoebe yelled at Doctrine. Paige head started to bob, looking dizzy and sleepy, and soon she just dropped to the floor, not moving. "It was only to make her go to sleep. We have a lot to do and she'll need her rest in the coming days." Link answered, going to stand beside Doctrine, who was in the process of picking Paige up. "I have no problems with you and she may be allow to return to you, but interfere and there will be." With that, Link and Doctrine winded (I just named it that because it look like a breeze of white wind sweeps by and such. It's like their shimmering) out of sight, Paige in hand. The two bodyguard men went with them and the gold bonds that had left Phoebe and Piper helpless disappeared with them. Piper quickly got up, giving Phoebe a hand, and turned around, surveying the alley. "Tell me that didn't just happen." Piper said, in disbelief that her sister was really gone.
**** Paige awoke dazed and confused. She went to touch her forehead when her hand stopped, restricted by some constraint. She twisted her head to see her surroundings, seeing several women walking about. They all had plain, solid colored dresses on, reaching down to their feet. She could hear two distinct voices, not really able to identify from where she knew them. A women's face suddenly appeared in Paige's view, hovering about her face. "Ether, the girl is awake." A woman announced to someone, she presumed to be Ether. A woman, who looked in her early fifties, walked up to Paige. She lifted Paige's eyelid up, which Paige quickly shook her head away. "And so she is." Ether turned away, "Sire, she is awake." Link walked up to Paige with anticipation. "Hello sweetie." He greeted, running his palm along Paige's cheek. Paige flinched at his touch. "Don't worry, this won't take long."
"Shall we begin sir?" Ether asked. "Yes." Link replied, removing his vest. He stretched his arms a little bit. Suddenly, wings shot out from his back, spanning a good few feet on either side of him and reaching but centimeters from the ground. "I hate keeping them pinned up like that." He rotated his shoulders, stretching out some more. The next thing Paige knew, someone was shoving a vial of something, thick as eggnog, down her throat. She bit by bit choked it down seeing as she had no choice. Ether handed Link a dagger. He lightly ran it across Paige's mid-torso, just enough pressure to cause her to bleed from the cut, causing her to groan in pain. He first watched it drip down her side slowly, then ran his tongue along the gash, basically licking her blood up. It stung, as if his saliva was made of acid, and Paige began to breathe in more deeply, too paralyzed this entire time to say anything. Her vision was beginning to blur as she fell back into a sleep. **** Paige awoke on a soft, queen size bed. As her eyes focused, she realized that this wasn't her room. She quickly pushed the covers off of her, jumped out of the bed, and snuck to the door entry of her room. Peering out, she saw Link and Doctrine discussing something at a distance, when a hand placed on her shoulder suddenly startled her. Paige turned around to see the woman from before; the one who had discovered Paige was first awake, standing there. "Are you alright?" She asked, wondering what Paige was doing. "Who are you?" Paige asked back. "My name is Natalie." "What? Where am I?" Paige asked, practically screaming. A mistake she later regretted when Link and Doctrine's attention was diverted to her. They took a brisk pace towards her. Paige backed up back into the room, eventually hitting the wall. "Stay away!" She shouted. "It's ok. You're in your royal room. Natalie is here only to help you." Link said with a gentle smile "Why? I-I-I." "You're here to give to conceive and bare his son. You should feel honored to help carry on this great line." Doctrine explained. "Honored? To be kidnapped and forced into having your child?!? I don't think so!" Natalie had gotten behind Paige, preventing her from going anywhere. As Doctrine moved closer Paige began to panic, when a voice came into her head telling her to "escape". Paige was now inhaling the bluish gas again, but before she fell unconscious she orbed out of the place.