CENTENNIAL CHARMED
I enjoy writing fan fics, and do not wish to offend anyone. These are just my own weird imagination writing whatever it is I feel like. I would really appreciate any suggestions, constructive critism, encouragements, etc.
Chapter 2
-manor, basement-
Piper groggily woke up, and immediately felt the throbbing pain at her back. She closed her eyes briefly, took a deep breath, and re-opened the brown eyes, which once again possesses a hard and emotionless look. Piper scanned her environment and tested the restraints that are securing her. From the surrounding structures, she had a feeling that she was in the basement of the manor. Thick, course ropes bounded her writs to a metal structure from behind her. Piper pulled at the restraints, hoping to break free. They did not budge.
"It's no use trying," Cole said as he shimmered in.
Piper ignored him and continued at her attempts of breaking free.
"Hey!" Cole snapped, backhanding Piper.
Piper tasted a coppery-flavour in her mouth as she spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with saliva.
"When I say something, you listen," Cole snapped, feeling annoyed.
"Go to hell."
"Bitch!" He cursed loudly as he punched Piper in the face. Piper felt the excruciating pain of snapped cheekbones and a broken jaw. A trail of blood trickled out of the corner of her mouth. Still, Piper had no reaction whatsoever.
"What's up with you? Definitely not what I expected, that's for sure... I always thought that you were all soft and everything. Whatever. I just want to let you know, I'm going to kill you... slowly..." Cole said menacingly. "Actually Piper, I kind of don't want to kill you... for you were probably the nicest one about my relationship with Phoebe... unlike that insolent Paige, or that stubborn bitch Prue."
"Don't you dare discriminate my sister, Belthazor," Piper said icily through gritted teeth.
"Or you'll what? Kill me?" Cole asked mockingly.
"You bet I will. And you know what Belthazor? I am going to make your death slow and painful."
"Haha! That's a real laugh. And as much as I enjoy talking with you, I cannot have you, or Paige interfere. So... let's get this show on the road," Cole said enthusiastically, as a heavy metal bar appeared in Cole's right hand.
I enjoy writing fan fics, and do not wish to offend anyone. These are just my own weird imagination writing whatever it is I feel like. I would really appreciate any suggestions, constructive critism, encouragements, etc.
Chapter 2
-manor, basement-
Piper groggily woke up, and immediately felt the throbbing pain at her back. She closed her eyes briefly, took a deep breath, and re-opened the brown eyes, which once again possesses a hard and emotionless look. Piper scanned her environment and tested the restraints that are securing her. From the surrounding structures, she had a feeling that she was in the basement of the manor. Thick, course ropes bounded her writs to a metal structure from behind her. Piper pulled at the restraints, hoping to break free. They did not budge.
"It's no use trying," Cole said as he shimmered in.
Piper ignored him and continued at her attempts of breaking free.
"Hey!" Cole snapped, backhanding Piper.
Piper tasted a coppery-flavour in her mouth as she spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with saliva.
"When I say something, you listen," Cole snapped, feeling annoyed.
"Go to hell."
"Bitch!" He cursed loudly as he punched Piper in the face. Piper felt the excruciating pain of snapped cheekbones and a broken jaw. A trail of blood trickled out of the corner of her mouth. Still, Piper had no reaction whatsoever.
"What's up with you? Definitely not what I expected, that's for sure... I always thought that you were all soft and everything. Whatever. I just want to let you know, I'm going to kill you... slowly..." Cole said menacingly. "Actually Piper, I kind of don't want to kill you... for you were probably the nicest one about my relationship with Phoebe... unlike that insolent Paige, or that stubborn bitch Prue."
"Don't you dare discriminate my sister, Belthazor," Piper said icily through gritted teeth.
"Or you'll what? Kill me?" Cole asked mockingly.
"You bet I will. And you know what Belthazor? I am going to make your death slow and painful."
"Haha! That's a real laugh. And as much as I enjoy talking with you, I cannot have you, or Paige interfere. So... let's get this show on the road," Cole said enthusiastically, as a heavy metal bar appeared in Cole's right hand.