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Part 3
She slowly opened her eyes, expecting to see the familiar surroundings of the
cavern that had been her home for the past year and a bit. Instead she found
herself in what she assumed was a warehouse because of the old and dusty
machinery lying around. She tried to move around, and her eyes widened in
horror. She was shackled to something - her arms lifted above her and her feet
spread apart.
She began to get worried when she saw Jason heading towards her with a murderous
look on his face. She'd barely realized that it was Jason, when his fist
slammed into her abdomen. Another followed and this continued until she was on
the verge of passing out. Then all of a sudden he lashed out at her face. She
tasted blood as he re-opened old wounds and made new ones. Her vision began to
get blurry as he continued his assault. Her eyes were about to close when she
shrieked in pain. The sudden sharp sting on her back shook her out of her daze.
Jason strode back into her line of view and dangled a long whip in his hand.
"Do you like my new toy?" Jason's voice was filled with perverse pleasure. "I
bought it just for you."
He then circled back around her and smiled when he heard her scream. Jason's
hand lashed back and forth, the whip cutting through the fabric of her shirt
and into her skin. Her once white shirt ran red with flowing blood. She could
tell he took pleasure in listening to her scream. Tears fell freely down her
face, mixing with blood from the cuts and gashes on her face.
She just wanted the pain to stop - she could feel the flesh on her back burn
with pain, and the sting from the whip was horrible. He had run out of room on
her back - it too was covered in open wounds, white rags and blood. She almost
sobbed with relief when minutes passed and he didn't whip her. Then she let out
a piercing shriek. He had found somewhere else to whip - the tender flesh on
the back of her legs split and broke easily - they had no fabric protecting
them, she was wearing cutoffs.
Her blood flowed as easily as her tears, as easily as her pain filled screams
leaving her mouth, never slowing, never stopping. Her mind was foggy with pain
- she couldn't think clearly. There was only one coherent thought left in her
mind, and even that was more instinctive than actual thought. She needed to get
out of here, be anywhere that wasn't here. And then a darker feeling filled her
brain - she was succumbing to the darkness that was surrounding her, and she
didn't care.
***Halliwell Manor***
She stared at her husband, trying to gauge what he was thinking. She had no
idea what Leo was on about, and she could tell that neither Paige nor Cole had
a clue either. Paige was first to break the silence that had followed Leo's
remark.
"Leo, what are you on about?"
Leo's already pale face went whiter when he realized that he was gonna have to
explain. Piper narrowed her eyes as possibilities began to fly around in her
head.
"Leo. What is it?" Her voice was harsh, her nerves about to reach breaking
point. Her husband was about to speak when a blood chilling scream resonated
throughout the house. All four of them looked up, knowing that the scream had
come from one of the rooms upstairs. Cole shimmered into his room (Phoebe's old
one), and was closely followed by Paige who orbed into her room, which was
Prue's old room. Piper grabbed onto Leo who was about to orb into their
bedroom, when they heard Paige yell. Leo switched destinations and they arrived
in Paige's room just as Cole shimmered in. once there, the three of them turned
towards Paige who was staring at her bed in shock. They turned slowly and then
froze.
For there on Paige's bed lay a figure that they thought they would never see
again. Piper let out a small cry at the sight of her supposed to be dead older
sister shaking in fear and pain. Piper hesitantly walked across the room
towards the bed and placed her hand on Prue's shoulder. She jumped back when
Prue let out another scream and passed out. Piper slowly lifted her hand and
was horrified to find it covered in blood.
"Leo…heal her!!" Her voice was hoarse and dry with fear, apprehension, and that
annoying little flame of hope that had kept her going these last few months
burst into full flames at the sight of her sister. Leo ran to the bed and placed
his hands over Prue's body, hoping to see the familiar golden glow that
accompanied his healing touch. Leo's face was wet with old tears as he said
what they dreaded to hear.
"It's not working."
Inside Piper's heart, that flame of hope died a sudden death.
TBC…
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