CHARMED
"SISTERS"
by J. B. Tilton
email: aramath@isot.com
Rating: PG (for mild language)
PART THREE: RESOLUTIONS
With only a protection charm to stand between themselves and
Santerra, Leo, Cole, and the sisters go to the ranch to confront the
voodoo priestess and save Paige and Prue. Will Leo's plan work? Or
will this evil mambo do what no demon has ever been able to do:
destroy the Charmed Ones?
* * *
ONE
Paige opened her eyes and looked around. The sight she saw
startled her. As far as she could see in any direction there was only
white. A light mist barely covered the ground. If it was ground. It
seemed too level to be ground. More like a floor.
Her memories of the past few minutes were hazy. She and Phoebe
had moved around to the back of the ranch house. The door had been
open and they had moved to investigate. She remembered seeing two
people in the kitchen beyond. There was something about a
conversation, but the specifics seemed to elude her. Then she was
here. Wherever here was.
Somehow she felt she should know this place. It seemed familiar
and alien all at the same time. She thought she could barely hear
voices in the distance but exactly where she couldn't be sure. And
she sensed others around her. She couldn't see them, but she knew
they were there. Only she didn't know how to get to them.
"This is screwy," she said out loud to no one in particular.
"Well, I may not know where I am, but I know where I need to go. The
others have probably already returned to the manor. I'll just orb
back there."
She closed her eyes and concentrated. Within seconds, she orbed
out. Just as suddenly, she orbed back in. Whether it was back into
the same place or a different location, she couldn't be sure. She
still saw only the expansive whiteness all around her. Without any
landmarks whatsoever, it was impossible to tell if she had moved.
"Okay, that was different," she said. "Where ever here is, it
seems I'm stuck. At least for a while. Maybe there's an exit around
here somewhere. There's a way in, there must be a way out."
"No, there isn't," said a voice behind her.
Startled, she spun around to see who was speaking to her. A
moment ago, she had been alone. Now there was at least one other
person here. Maybe this new person could give her some answers. As
she turned to see who had spoken, she froze as if Piper had used her
freezing power on her.
Standing less than ten feet away was Prudence Halliwell.
"Prue?' questioned Paige. "Is that really you?"
Prue looked exactly as Paige remember her. She was wearing the
same suit she had been wearing when they had confronted her at the
ranch. She even had the pendant that had been buried with her,
hanging around her neck.
"Do I know you?" asked Prue. "You don't look familiar. I
suppose you might have been one of the innocents I saved. There were
quite of few of them, you know."
"Yes, so I've heard," said Paige. "But you can't be here."
"Actually, I can," said Prue. "It will probably take a while
for you to adjust. It usually does. Most of them adjust pretty
quickly. Once they do, it's not so bad. So, do you remember how you
died?"
"Died?' questioned Paige. "Whoa, sister, hold on a second. I'm
not dead. I'm very much alive, thank you very much. I'm just stuck
in this, this, this whatever it is, that's all. I can assure you, I'm
not dead."
"Yes, you are," said Prue. "All of us here are. Some of us
were brought back by a very powerful magic. The rest were brought
here by that same magic. But they were brought here out of their
bodies. If we can figure out how it was done, we might be able to
return those to their bodies. You might be one of them."
"This is crazy," said Paige. "Just where the hell are we
anyway?"
"I'm not exactly sure," said Prue. "Some sort of magical void,
I think. But there is one thing I do know. The living can't enter
here. Only a spirit can enter here. Which means that if you're here,
your spirit has left your body. That is what we call death. So,
since you're here you have to be dead."
Paige couldn't do anything but stare at Prue.
"SISTERS"
by J. B. Tilton
email: aramath@isot.com
Rating: PG (for mild language)
PART THREE: RESOLUTIONS
With only a protection charm to stand between themselves and
Santerra, Leo, Cole, and the sisters go to the ranch to confront the
voodoo priestess and save Paige and Prue. Will Leo's plan work? Or
will this evil mambo do what no demon has ever been able to do:
destroy the Charmed Ones?
* * *
ONE
Paige opened her eyes and looked around. The sight she saw
startled her. As far as she could see in any direction there was only
white. A light mist barely covered the ground. If it was ground. It
seemed too level to be ground. More like a floor.
Her memories of the past few minutes were hazy. She and Phoebe
had moved around to the back of the ranch house. The door had been
open and they had moved to investigate. She remembered seeing two
people in the kitchen beyond. There was something about a
conversation, but the specifics seemed to elude her. Then she was
here. Wherever here was.
Somehow she felt she should know this place. It seemed familiar
and alien all at the same time. She thought she could barely hear
voices in the distance but exactly where she couldn't be sure. And
she sensed others around her. She couldn't see them, but she knew
they were there. Only she didn't know how to get to them.
"This is screwy," she said out loud to no one in particular.
"Well, I may not know where I am, but I know where I need to go. The
others have probably already returned to the manor. I'll just orb
back there."
She closed her eyes and concentrated. Within seconds, she orbed
out. Just as suddenly, she orbed back in. Whether it was back into
the same place or a different location, she couldn't be sure. She
still saw only the expansive whiteness all around her. Without any
landmarks whatsoever, it was impossible to tell if she had moved.
"Okay, that was different," she said. "Where ever here is, it
seems I'm stuck. At least for a while. Maybe there's an exit around
here somewhere. There's a way in, there must be a way out."
"No, there isn't," said a voice behind her.
Startled, she spun around to see who was speaking to her. A
moment ago, she had been alone. Now there was at least one other
person here. Maybe this new person could give her some answers. As
she turned to see who had spoken, she froze as if Piper had used her
freezing power on her.
Standing less than ten feet away was Prudence Halliwell.
"Prue?' questioned Paige. "Is that really you?"
Prue looked exactly as Paige remember her. She was wearing the
same suit she had been wearing when they had confronted her at the
ranch. She even had the pendant that had been buried with her,
hanging around her neck.
"Do I know you?" asked Prue. "You don't look familiar. I
suppose you might have been one of the innocents I saved. There were
quite of few of them, you know."
"Yes, so I've heard," said Paige. "But you can't be here."
"Actually, I can," said Prue. "It will probably take a while
for you to adjust. It usually does. Most of them adjust pretty
quickly. Once they do, it's not so bad. So, do you remember how you
died?"
"Died?' questioned Paige. "Whoa, sister, hold on a second. I'm
not dead. I'm very much alive, thank you very much. I'm just stuck
in this, this, this whatever it is, that's all. I can assure you, I'm
not dead."
"Yes, you are," said Prue. "All of us here are. Some of us
were brought back by a very powerful magic. The rest were brought
here by that same magic. But they were brought here out of their
bodies. If we can figure out how it was done, we might be able to
return those to their bodies. You might be one of them."
"This is crazy," said Paige. "Just where the hell are we
anyway?"
"I'm not exactly sure," said Prue. "Some sort of magical void,
I think. But there is one thing I do know. The living can't enter
here. Only a spirit can enter here. Which means that if you're here,
your spirit has left your body. That is what we call death. So,
since you're here you have to be dead."
Paige couldn't do anything but stare at Prue.