Chapter 1
Something
"Too bad Leo isn't here," Piper sighed. She sat in the drivers seat of her black jeep. Phoebe sat in the passenger side as they drove to the cemetery. Phoebe cringed as she waited for her sister's voice to crack at the mention of the name of her husband. No voice cracked and no tears were shed. just like every other time Leo was mentioned now. Phoebe found it strange that her sister didn't react negatively to the fact that her husband had left her and their son. It didn't seem to bother Piper. In fact, nothing really bothered Piper that much anymore. except for one thing. Chris. He said he was their new whitelighter and the sister's believed him. Truth spells had been cast, tests had been given and he passed them all. Phoebe and Paige were fine with the new addition to their witchly ways. Sure they missed Leo. they even cried every once in a while for him, but Chris was fine. Piper on the other hand, well, she seemed to get bad vibes from Chris. Not bad vibes exactly but she was uncomfortable around him. There was something about him that made her feel sad almost.
But now, on this cloudy Sunday afternoon, Piper and Phoebe were on their way to their sisters grave, Prue's grave. Paige was at the Manor watching over baby Wyatt. She hadn't wanted to come anyway that much, she didn't like cemeteries.
The car turned into the entrance which had "San Francisco Memorial" engraved into it. Piper sighed loudly and parked the car. She opened her car door and Phoebe followed the action. After two doors slammed they were both standing at the foot of the concrete pathway that led to the rows and rows of graves, statues, and mausoleums. Piper took a deep breath.
"You okay?" Phoebe asked caressingly. Piper gave her a meek smile and started walking down the grey pathway on this grey day.
No one else was at the cemetery. It was still early, about ten, and the weather certainly didn't appeal to anyone. It was cloudy and on the verge of raining. Phoebe and Piper didn't mind having the privacy to themselves though. It was a drastic change to their normal life. But behind a small statue three muscular men with dark features conversed quietly.
Phoebe and Piper were walking side by side and were now walking in the direction of the men. They were oblivious to the fact that they were there. The men however, weren't.
"Those the charges?" the first guy with a moustache whispered.
"Two of them," the other guy said. His head was shaved into the shape of an "x."
"Amrin, you are an i-di-ot!" the third one shouted at a little more than a whisper, making sure he pronounced each syllable slowly "Do you not know who they are? Those are the Charmed Ones!"
"Impossible, they're dead," Amrin said
"Where have you been? Marlo, why'd you ask this guy to help us? We were fine before we came along." X-man said.
"Xle, his powers! We can't beat the witches without them," he trailed off at the end of his sentence as the two Charmed Ones came closer, "Shhh," he said abruptly. The girls passed without even looking up, "That's why," Marlo continued, "They didn't even know we were here." He gave a sly smile, "And now we attack!"
"Amrin, your power, now!" Xle said, realizing Marlo's cue.
Amrin made his hand into a fist and held it in the direction if the sisters.
"Which one?" he asked.
"The one with the curls," Marlo anticicipated, meaning Phoebe, "We'll work on the other one. She seems more vulnerable to an actual attack."
Amrin let his thumb and pinky out. A stream of invisible ultraviolet light bounced back and forth between his thumb and pinky.
"Don't go full force," Xle instructed, "At least not yet."
"Gotcha," Amrin said. He released the UV and it shot towards Phoebe.
The light enveloped her face. She stopped for a second, shielding her eyes with her arm. To her it just seemed like the sun had come out and the sunlight was now blinding her. She didn't say anything, figuring her eyes would adjust in a couple of seconds. Piper didn't notice it altogether. She had her mind focused on reaching Prue's grave. She didn't even realize Phoebe had stopped walking. Suddenly a force hit Piper's back. It wasn't until a split second later that she felt the pain and doubled over to the ground. She could barely scream for help.
After a couple seconds Phoebe could finally see again. She blinked her eyes a couple times and looked up to the sky, which was cloudy, not a ray of sun could poke through. A couple of feet ahead she saw Piper, sprawled out on the concrete pathway. She ran over to her sister and bent down to her.
"Piper," she cried desperately. No respond. What happened? She hadn't seen anything. The wound was on the right side pf her sister's back, almost on her side. The first thing that popped into phoebe's head was to call for Leo but then remembered. Leo wasn't their whitelighter anymore. "Chris!" Phoebe screamed. It felt so unnatural as the name left her lips, "Chris!" she called again. She held Piper's arm in hers. Chris orbed in several yards away and ran over to the injured Piper. "What happened?" Chris worried. "I don't know," Phoebe said. As soon as Chris got close enough to place his healing hands over Piper, Phoebe noticed a glisten in the corner of his eye. Was that a tear?
Chris took his hands away as Piper's body once again moved. She blinked, confused, but soon understood why her sister and Chris were hovering over her.
"Do you want to go home and rest?" Phoebe asked.
"Phoebe, it's the anniversary of our sister's death. There is no way I'm going home without visiting.!" She slowly picked herself up, slightly dizzy.
As Piper walked confidently ahead to the mausoluom of her sister's grave Phoebe whispered in Chris's ear, "Maybe you should come along, make sure she's okay."
"I think she'll be fine," he said briskly, "But why's your face all red? It looks sunburned." Again she thought she saw a tear as his eyes looked directly into hers, "Oh the sun was just really bright before, although I'm not usually so susceptible to the sun." Phoebe suggested. Chris grunted in understanding. He turned around and walked away in the opposite direction without even saying good-bye. Strange, Phoebe thought. She watched as he walked towards the exit, seeing his hand reach for his eye. "He's wiping away that tear" she said quietly to herself. She didn't know how she knew, but she knew she was correct. *~I can see it in your eyes*~
*~There is something*~
*~Something you wanna tell me*~
*~I see it in your eyes*~
*~There is something*~
*~That you hide for me*~
*~Is there a reason why*~
*~There is something*~
*~Something you wanna tell me*~
*~I see it in your eyes*~
*~There is something*~
*~That you hide from me*~
Something
"Too bad Leo isn't here," Piper sighed. She sat in the drivers seat of her black jeep. Phoebe sat in the passenger side as they drove to the cemetery. Phoebe cringed as she waited for her sister's voice to crack at the mention of the name of her husband. No voice cracked and no tears were shed. just like every other time Leo was mentioned now. Phoebe found it strange that her sister didn't react negatively to the fact that her husband had left her and their son. It didn't seem to bother Piper. In fact, nothing really bothered Piper that much anymore. except for one thing. Chris. He said he was their new whitelighter and the sister's believed him. Truth spells had been cast, tests had been given and he passed them all. Phoebe and Paige were fine with the new addition to their witchly ways. Sure they missed Leo. they even cried every once in a while for him, but Chris was fine. Piper on the other hand, well, she seemed to get bad vibes from Chris. Not bad vibes exactly but she was uncomfortable around him. There was something about him that made her feel sad almost.
But now, on this cloudy Sunday afternoon, Piper and Phoebe were on their way to their sisters grave, Prue's grave. Paige was at the Manor watching over baby Wyatt. She hadn't wanted to come anyway that much, she didn't like cemeteries.
The car turned into the entrance which had "San Francisco Memorial" engraved into it. Piper sighed loudly and parked the car. She opened her car door and Phoebe followed the action. After two doors slammed they were both standing at the foot of the concrete pathway that led to the rows and rows of graves, statues, and mausoleums. Piper took a deep breath.
"You okay?" Phoebe asked caressingly. Piper gave her a meek smile and started walking down the grey pathway on this grey day.
No one else was at the cemetery. It was still early, about ten, and the weather certainly didn't appeal to anyone. It was cloudy and on the verge of raining. Phoebe and Piper didn't mind having the privacy to themselves though. It was a drastic change to their normal life. But behind a small statue three muscular men with dark features conversed quietly.
Phoebe and Piper were walking side by side and were now walking in the direction of the men. They were oblivious to the fact that they were there. The men however, weren't.
"Those the charges?" the first guy with a moustache whispered.
"Two of them," the other guy said. His head was shaved into the shape of an "x."
"Amrin, you are an i-di-ot!" the third one shouted at a little more than a whisper, making sure he pronounced each syllable slowly "Do you not know who they are? Those are the Charmed Ones!"
"Impossible, they're dead," Amrin said
"Where have you been? Marlo, why'd you ask this guy to help us? We were fine before we came along." X-man said.
"Xle, his powers! We can't beat the witches without them," he trailed off at the end of his sentence as the two Charmed Ones came closer, "Shhh," he said abruptly. The girls passed without even looking up, "That's why," Marlo continued, "They didn't even know we were here." He gave a sly smile, "And now we attack!"
"Amrin, your power, now!" Xle said, realizing Marlo's cue.
Amrin made his hand into a fist and held it in the direction if the sisters.
"Which one?" he asked.
"The one with the curls," Marlo anticicipated, meaning Phoebe, "We'll work on the other one. She seems more vulnerable to an actual attack."
Amrin let his thumb and pinky out. A stream of invisible ultraviolet light bounced back and forth between his thumb and pinky.
"Don't go full force," Xle instructed, "At least not yet."
"Gotcha," Amrin said. He released the UV and it shot towards Phoebe.
The light enveloped her face. She stopped for a second, shielding her eyes with her arm. To her it just seemed like the sun had come out and the sunlight was now blinding her. She didn't say anything, figuring her eyes would adjust in a couple of seconds. Piper didn't notice it altogether. She had her mind focused on reaching Prue's grave. She didn't even realize Phoebe had stopped walking. Suddenly a force hit Piper's back. It wasn't until a split second later that she felt the pain and doubled over to the ground. She could barely scream for help.
After a couple seconds Phoebe could finally see again. She blinked her eyes a couple times and looked up to the sky, which was cloudy, not a ray of sun could poke through. A couple of feet ahead she saw Piper, sprawled out on the concrete pathway. She ran over to her sister and bent down to her.
"Piper," she cried desperately. No respond. What happened? She hadn't seen anything. The wound was on the right side pf her sister's back, almost on her side. The first thing that popped into phoebe's head was to call for Leo but then remembered. Leo wasn't their whitelighter anymore. "Chris!" Phoebe screamed. It felt so unnatural as the name left her lips, "Chris!" she called again. She held Piper's arm in hers. Chris orbed in several yards away and ran over to the injured Piper. "What happened?" Chris worried. "I don't know," Phoebe said. As soon as Chris got close enough to place his healing hands over Piper, Phoebe noticed a glisten in the corner of his eye. Was that a tear?
Chris took his hands away as Piper's body once again moved. She blinked, confused, but soon understood why her sister and Chris were hovering over her.
"Do you want to go home and rest?" Phoebe asked.
"Phoebe, it's the anniversary of our sister's death. There is no way I'm going home without visiting.!" She slowly picked herself up, slightly dizzy.
As Piper walked confidently ahead to the mausoluom of her sister's grave Phoebe whispered in Chris's ear, "Maybe you should come along, make sure she's okay."
"I think she'll be fine," he said briskly, "But why's your face all red? It looks sunburned." Again she thought she saw a tear as his eyes looked directly into hers, "Oh the sun was just really bright before, although I'm not usually so susceptible to the sun." Phoebe suggested. Chris grunted in understanding. He turned around and walked away in the opposite direction without even saying good-bye. Strange, Phoebe thought. She watched as he walked towards the exit, seeing his hand reach for his eye. "He's wiping away that tear" she said quietly to herself. She didn't know how she knew, but she knew she was correct. *~I can see it in your eyes*~
*~There is something*~
*~Something you wanna tell me*~
*~I see it in your eyes*~
*~There is something*~
*~That you hide for me*~
*~Is there a reason why*~
*~There is something*~
*~Something you wanna tell me*~
*~I see it in your eyes*~
*~There is something*~
*~That you hide from me*~