Disclaimer: I do not own the series 'Charmed' (unfortunately). The
characters I own are the ones you haven't heard of. This was set for when
Prue was still alive.
Chapter 15
Piper clutched the book in triumph. They had done it. She and Leo had taken the Book of Shadows from the witches and it was ready to help cause some evil. Piper propped the book up on the bar and flicked through the pages. There were no spells in there that seemed at all appealing. All the spells in there were to help innocents, included vanquishing of evil of some sort and a tracking spell or two. The rest was just information about several demons and upper level warlocks. Piper sighed angrily. She went through all that trouble and stress to get this book and it turned out to be totally useless! She flicked through the pages hopelessly when a spell caught her eye.
Phoebe sat down and rested her head in her hands despairingly and Prue stood there, frozen on the spot. She stared at where the book had been sitting and wondering how she could've been so stupid. She should've known that when Leo and Piper blinked out, they would have gone somewhere else in the Manor to look for the Book of Shadows after Phoebe's weak attempt. You couldn't have prevented it, Prue. A familiar voice rang in Prue's head. "Grams?" Prue murmured enquiringly. Phoebe looked up at her sister, "Huh?" she piped. Andy looked at her strangely too. Their gaze fell onto several small, twinkling lights circling in the air. They stopped by the doorway and formed into the glowing human form of Penny Halliwell. She smiled and walked forward. Phoebe stood up and wiped a stray tear from her face, "Grams," she sniffed happily, "what are you doing here?" Grams grinned cheekily, "Well, I come down from the beyond to help my darling granddaughters and all I get is a 'what are you doing here?'" she joked. She held out her hand and stroked Phoebe's concerned face. "I'm so sorry I couldn't have come sooner, but, you know how things are." Prue stepped forward, "Grams, it's not your fault." Penny smiled warmly at Prue, "Thank you dear. Now, what's our situation?" Andy's voice surprised everyone. He hadn't spoken for a while and Phoebe had momentarily forgotten he was actually there. Penny sat down on the couch (actually, she hovered over it by half an inch) and listened to Andy explain the whole ordeal with Piper and Leo. ".And I'm here because Prue and Phoebe are left with no whitelighter." He concluded. Penny was silent for a while. After a few minutes, she stood up and smoothed down her hair, "I have a plan." She lent over to whisper to the other three.
"Leo! Look!" Piper pointed to the page of the Book of Shadows that she had stopped at. The words were deforming and the spell was changing. From the title 'To cast away an evil spirit' it had changed into 'To create an evil spirit'. The next page was a list of spell components to duplicate the ghosts. Leo read the spell, "So?" he asked numbly. Piper glared at him, "So, we make evil spirits by mass to attack the witches and kabowie! Their powers are ours!" Leo equalled Pipers stare, "Why don't we attack the witches ourselves? Like we normally do?" Piper shook her head. She ran her hand down the page until she found the ingredients, "Okay, we're going to need some fur, an egg and some vinegar."
"Miaow!" Kit ran for her life and slammed into the attic door. The cat stepped back and wiped her face with her front paw. She felt something smack the back of her head, knocking her out before she could meow again. "Kit?" Phoebe shouted, "Are you alright?" Prue looked at her, "Phoebs, do you really expect her to answer you?" Phoebe ignored Prues question and ran up the stairs to find their beloved Siamese unconscious on the floor. Her eyes weren't completely shut- her eyelids were opened ever so slightly just to show the shocking blue of her eyes. Phoebe peered at her, thankful that she was, in fact, still breathing. She picked her up and rubbed her furry forehead, "Kit? Honey, wake up," she soothed, but Kit gave no response. Phoebe held the limp body of their cat close to her chest and ran down the stairs. "Prue!" she shouted, "The cat's out cold!" Prue ran forward and stroked Kit's stomach and felt a bald patch. Some of Kits beige fur had gone missing, exposing a deep cut on her actual skin. Some blood came off on her hand. Prue cradled Kit and took her over to Andy, "Andy, could you try to-" Andy shook his head sadly, "I'm sorry Prue, but I can't heal animals- no whitelighter can." Penny scratched Kit under her chin- her favourite spot to be tickled. A tiny squeak escaped Kit's small mouth and she opened her eyes fully. The dried blood on Kit's stomach began to flow again. Phoebe knelt down on the floor and picked up a bit of the cloth from the couch and wrapped it around Kit's 'waist', tying the ends. Fingering the charm bearing the triquetra on Kit's collar, Prue put the cat down. Kit turned to Grams and nestled by her ghostly feet. Phoebe smiled, "She knows you're there. She missed you so much when you. you know." Grams smiled back but there was a nagging thought about what had happened to Kit's fur.
Piper looked at the fur in her hand, stroking it gingerly- it was so soft. Then she winced seeing the blood on her palm from where Leo had cut off a bit of that Siamese's skin. It was disgusting! She didn't see why she had to hold it and not him. She shoved at Leo gently, "Leo, Honey, why do I have to hold this gross piece of kitty skin? You're the one who cut it off." Leo eyed her and remarked, "Yes, but it was you who said that this spell requires a piece of skin from a familiar." Piper looked at the skin again and scrunched up her nose. She knew that Leo would come up with an excuse like that. Did it have to be such a huge chunk? The blood coming out of the cut was horrible to look at- it made her go completely off her lunch. Lunch. Piper couldn't remember the last time she ate but she suspected it would be a long time before she ate again after this little ordeal with cat skin. Did she have to keep thinking about it though? No! She winced and put the fur and the skin on the table. The bloodstain had dried on her palm. Piper stared at it and looked around for a sink. She stomped off to the girls' toilets to wash her hands. She piled the soap on the blood and drenched her hand in water, hoping it would come straight off- but it didn't. She'd have to scrape it, "Ew, ew, ew!" she exclaimed, scratching it off with her fingernail. She stamped back into the club and stood beside Leo with her fists planted on her hips, "So." she prompted, "have you done the spell yet?" "I need vinegar." He replied flatly, without even looking at her. "Oooookay. Pfft!" Piper snorted and stalked over to the fridge. She took out a bottle of premium vinegar and slammed it down in front of Leo, making him jump. Hah! Piper smiled, you shouldn't boss me around if vinegar scares you! "Happy master?!" she spat sarcastically. Leo gnashed his teeth at Piper, "I like your new attitude- it suits you." Suits me- Piper thought angrily and curled her lip at him. Leo ignored her and waved his hand above the centre of the table. A medium sized black cauldron appeared under his palm. He slapped his palms to his lap and looked at Piper- implying her to put the cat fur and skin into the pot. Piper crossed her arms and stared back at him. He held up his left hand revealing a mini- energy ball forming in his palm. Piper sighed and swiftly moved her hand. The components floated in the air and into the cauldron. Piper couldn't resist. She waggled her index finger and a bit of fur tickled Leo's nose, "Atchoo!" he sneezed. Piper smiled to herself and moved to her side as Leo shot a lightening bolt at her. She knew that was coming but she just felt like teasing him. Leo glared at her and put the other components into the cauldron. Leo stood up and beckoned Piper over. They recited the spell, "Magic forces black, not white Bring together particles from out of sight, Evil triumphs and draws nearer every day, We create an evil spectre to continue our dark ways." Wind blew in from all directions and the lights flickered. After a loud thunderclap, a ghostly figure appeared in front of them. His flesh hung off his rotten bones and produced a vile, musty and sour smell. Piper felt a tingly feeling as she turned around and touched the black pot. She felt an electrical shock and a vision enfolded in her mind. The witches held the golden hand mirror in their hands and reflected two energy balls. One hit Leo and sent him flying halfway across the club and the other hit her, knocking her over. The vision ended and she looked at Leo coyly.
Chapter 15
Piper clutched the book in triumph. They had done it. She and Leo had taken the Book of Shadows from the witches and it was ready to help cause some evil. Piper propped the book up on the bar and flicked through the pages. There were no spells in there that seemed at all appealing. All the spells in there were to help innocents, included vanquishing of evil of some sort and a tracking spell or two. The rest was just information about several demons and upper level warlocks. Piper sighed angrily. She went through all that trouble and stress to get this book and it turned out to be totally useless! She flicked through the pages hopelessly when a spell caught her eye.
Phoebe sat down and rested her head in her hands despairingly and Prue stood there, frozen on the spot. She stared at where the book had been sitting and wondering how she could've been so stupid. She should've known that when Leo and Piper blinked out, they would have gone somewhere else in the Manor to look for the Book of Shadows after Phoebe's weak attempt. You couldn't have prevented it, Prue. A familiar voice rang in Prue's head. "Grams?" Prue murmured enquiringly. Phoebe looked up at her sister, "Huh?" she piped. Andy looked at her strangely too. Their gaze fell onto several small, twinkling lights circling in the air. They stopped by the doorway and formed into the glowing human form of Penny Halliwell. She smiled and walked forward. Phoebe stood up and wiped a stray tear from her face, "Grams," she sniffed happily, "what are you doing here?" Grams grinned cheekily, "Well, I come down from the beyond to help my darling granddaughters and all I get is a 'what are you doing here?'" she joked. She held out her hand and stroked Phoebe's concerned face. "I'm so sorry I couldn't have come sooner, but, you know how things are." Prue stepped forward, "Grams, it's not your fault." Penny smiled warmly at Prue, "Thank you dear. Now, what's our situation?" Andy's voice surprised everyone. He hadn't spoken for a while and Phoebe had momentarily forgotten he was actually there. Penny sat down on the couch (actually, she hovered over it by half an inch) and listened to Andy explain the whole ordeal with Piper and Leo. ".And I'm here because Prue and Phoebe are left with no whitelighter." He concluded. Penny was silent for a while. After a few minutes, she stood up and smoothed down her hair, "I have a plan." She lent over to whisper to the other three.
"Leo! Look!" Piper pointed to the page of the Book of Shadows that she had stopped at. The words were deforming and the spell was changing. From the title 'To cast away an evil spirit' it had changed into 'To create an evil spirit'. The next page was a list of spell components to duplicate the ghosts. Leo read the spell, "So?" he asked numbly. Piper glared at him, "So, we make evil spirits by mass to attack the witches and kabowie! Their powers are ours!" Leo equalled Pipers stare, "Why don't we attack the witches ourselves? Like we normally do?" Piper shook her head. She ran her hand down the page until she found the ingredients, "Okay, we're going to need some fur, an egg and some vinegar."
"Miaow!" Kit ran for her life and slammed into the attic door. The cat stepped back and wiped her face with her front paw. She felt something smack the back of her head, knocking her out before she could meow again. "Kit?" Phoebe shouted, "Are you alright?" Prue looked at her, "Phoebs, do you really expect her to answer you?" Phoebe ignored Prues question and ran up the stairs to find their beloved Siamese unconscious on the floor. Her eyes weren't completely shut- her eyelids were opened ever so slightly just to show the shocking blue of her eyes. Phoebe peered at her, thankful that she was, in fact, still breathing. She picked her up and rubbed her furry forehead, "Kit? Honey, wake up," she soothed, but Kit gave no response. Phoebe held the limp body of their cat close to her chest and ran down the stairs. "Prue!" she shouted, "The cat's out cold!" Prue ran forward and stroked Kit's stomach and felt a bald patch. Some of Kits beige fur had gone missing, exposing a deep cut on her actual skin. Some blood came off on her hand. Prue cradled Kit and took her over to Andy, "Andy, could you try to-" Andy shook his head sadly, "I'm sorry Prue, but I can't heal animals- no whitelighter can." Penny scratched Kit under her chin- her favourite spot to be tickled. A tiny squeak escaped Kit's small mouth and she opened her eyes fully. The dried blood on Kit's stomach began to flow again. Phoebe knelt down on the floor and picked up a bit of the cloth from the couch and wrapped it around Kit's 'waist', tying the ends. Fingering the charm bearing the triquetra on Kit's collar, Prue put the cat down. Kit turned to Grams and nestled by her ghostly feet. Phoebe smiled, "She knows you're there. She missed you so much when you. you know." Grams smiled back but there was a nagging thought about what had happened to Kit's fur.
Piper looked at the fur in her hand, stroking it gingerly- it was so soft. Then she winced seeing the blood on her palm from where Leo had cut off a bit of that Siamese's skin. It was disgusting! She didn't see why she had to hold it and not him. She shoved at Leo gently, "Leo, Honey, why do I have to hold this gross piece of kitty skin? You're the one who cut it off." Leo eyed her and remarked, "Yes, but it was you who said that this spell requires a piece of skin from a familiar." Piper looked at the skin again and scrunched up her nose. She knew that Leo would come up with an excuse like that. Did it have to be such a huge chunk? The blood coming out of the cut was horrible to look at- it made her go completely off her lunch. Lunch. Piper couldn't remember the last time she ate but she suspected it would be a long time before she ate again after this little ordeal with cat skin. Did she have to keep thinking about it though? No! She winced and put the fur and the skin on the table. The bloodstain had dried on her palm. Piper stared at it and looked around for a sink. She stomped off to the girls' toilets to wash her hands. She piled the soap on the blood and drenched her hand in water, hoping it would come straight off- but it didn't. She'd have to scrape it, "Ew, ew, ew!" she exclaimed, scratching it off with her fingernail. She stamped back into the club and stood beside Leo with her fists planted on her hips, "So." she prompted, "have you done the spell yet?" "I need vinegar." He replied flatly, without even looking at her. "Oooookay. Pfft!" Piper snorted and stalked over to the fridge. She took out a bottle of premium vinegar and slammed it down in front of Leo, making him jump. Hah! Piper smiled, you shouldn't boss me around if vinegar scares you! "Happy master?!" she spat sarcastically. Leo gnashed his teeth at Piper, "I like your new attitude- it suits you." Suits me- Piper thought angrily and curled her lip at him. Leo ignored her and waved his hand above the centre of the table. A medium sized black cauldron appeared under his palm. He slapped his palms to his lap and looked at Piper- implying her to put the cat fur and skin into the pot. Piper crossed her arms and stared back at him. He held up his left hand revealing a mini- energy ball forming in his palm. Piper sighed and swiftly moved her hand. The components floated in the air and into the cauldron. Piper couldn't resist. She waggled her index finger and a bit of fur tickled Leo's nose, "Atchoo!" he sneezed. Piper smiled to herself and moved to her side as Leo shot a lightening bolt at her. She knew that was coming but she just felt like teasing him. Leo glared at her and put the other components into the cauldron. Leo stood up and beckoned Piper over. They recited the spell, "Magic forces black, not white Bring together particles from out of sight, Evil triumphs and draws nearer every day, We create an evil spectre to continue our dark ways." Wind blew in from all directions and the lights flickered. After a loud thunderclap, a ghostly figure appeared in front of them. His flesh hung off his rotten bones and produced a vile, musty and sour smell. Piper felt a tingly feeling as she turned around and touched the black pot. She felt an electrical shock and a vision enfolded in her mind. The witches held the golden hand mirror in their hands and reflected two energy balls. One hit Leo and sent him flying halfway across the club and the other hit her, knocking her over. The vision ended and she looked at Leo coyly.