"The battle will be hard." Stated the Second Voice.
"But they will triumph!" Enthused the First Voice.
"What of the renegade and the newest sister?" Questioned the Third Voice.
"The renegade holds equal power to Paige, but not half the wits." Answered the Second Voice.
"Once together nothing will stop them…"Breathed the First Voice.
"That is true of both The Charmed Ones and The Lovers." Finished the Fourth Voice.
* * *
"Damn, damn, damn! Why did Cole go?" Phoebe said to herself as she paced restlessly around their house. She had tried to sit down and try to read a magazine, but had given up after a couple of minutes and thrown it to the ground.
When Cole went into these moods she didn't know what to do. He said that he needed to be alone, but what was he doing while he was alone? She knew it couldn't be anything like an affair; he'd never do that… or would he? Phoebe heard a sudden noise in the kitchen and her face brightened, all doubts gone. Cole was back and they could make up.
She pushed open the kitchen door and screamed.
Paige jumped and dropped the coffee mug to the floor. She turned to Phoebe and glared. "Now look what you've done. Didn't anyone ever teach you not to sneak up on people?" She smirked at Phoebe and slowly kicked the broken pieces of mug to the side.
"Get out! Go away! Leave me alone!" Screamed Phoebe, as she stepped forwards, allowing the door to shut behind her.
"Now that's just bad manners. You didn't even offer me a drink or chance to use your bathroom." Paige replied, her voice dripping with mock indignation, as she casually leaned back on the counter top.
"I warned you Paige!" Phoebe narrowed her eyes and shot a beam of energy out. It flew through the air towards Paige… but missed her and melted a whole in the counter, as Paige orbed out.
She reappeared behind Phoebe and smashed the potion onto her sister's shoulder. She winced and quickly orbed the slivers of glass out of her hand.
Phoebe screamed in pain and spun around, aiming a fist at Paige's head. She gave another cry of pain as her fist connected with the wall, due to the fact Paige had orbed out.
Paige appeared at the other end of the kitchen, readying herself to avoid the eye beams Phoebe would almost definitely aim at her.
As if on cue, Phoebe glared at Paige and squinted.
Her younger sister dodged to the side and crouched on the floor, hands held protectively against her chest. After a couple of seconds of nothing happening, Paige looked up cautiously and got to her feet. "What's the matter, Pheebs? Powers not working or something?" She said innocently, although silently wondering why the potion had worked without the accompanying spell.
"What did you do!? What have you done to me?" Phoebe had a crazed look in her face and was ineffectually squinting and holding her hand up, trying to somehow will her powers to work.
"I bound your powers. We can't have a liability like you running around with lethal magic at your disposal, now can we? Count yourself lucky, it was either this or… death."
Phoebe backed up, her face aghast for a second, before it returned to its hardened state. "I might not have powers but that won't stop me from kicking your ass." She ran over to a drawer and pulled out a handful of knives, flinging five of them in quick succession at Paige.
Paige yelped and orbed out, missing one of the knives, and appeared in the path of another. She jumped and willed her levitation to work. She quickly rose into the air and winced as the knife hit the wall a couple of inches below her feet.
She dropped back to the ground and held her hand out to the other three knives. They disappeared in a cloud of white and then suddenly reappeared in the corner with a loud clattering. Paige dusted her hands off and sneered at Phoebe. "Well, you talk big, lady, but my ass is still not kicked. Care to try again? Or will you just accept the fact that you've been beaten?"
With each word Phoebe's anger grew, until she sprinted down the kitchen towards Paige. She was focused completely on taking Paige down; nothing else mattered to her.
Paige breathed calmly and stared at Phoebe as she drew closer and closer, not moving at all.
With ragged breaths, Phoebe drew closer and closer. She reached her arms out and leapt at Paige, her teeth bared and eyes flashing insanely.
Paige neatly stepped to the side, causing Phoebe to miss her completely and collide with the wall.
Phoebe's eyes dilated and she fell unconscious to the floor.
Paige dusted off her hands again and looked down at Phoebe's unmoving form. With a twinge of sympathy she took off her sweater and covered her sister with it.
* * *
Prue peered around the entrance and squinted into the darkness. "Are you ready to go in?" She asked Piper in a hoarse whisper.
"I… sure. Why not. We might as well get it over with. I just hope Paige is ok." Piper replied, her voice equally quiet.
"Of course she is. Now I'll go in and distract him, then you follow and try to blow him up. It won't do much but it'll keep him busy till Paige gets here." She gave Piper a final smile and sprinted into the mausoleum. Her eyes took a few seconds to focus in the gloomy darkness. She rubbed them and stared around. Prue could have sworn that this place was bigger than before.
Her pondering was broken as a fireball roared through the air towards her. She threw up her arm and sent it careening back.
Cole dodged to the side as his own attack came back to haunt him. He ducked behind a tomb and covered his eyes as the fireball hit a vase and showered him with clay splinters. Suddenly he felt a tapping on his shoulder and he span around.
Astral Prue looked down at Cole and smashed her fist between his eyes, as hard as she could. She followed up with a quick jab of her foot underneath his chin and a low swung kick to the side of his head.
Cole screamed in pain and was knocked across the floor. He slammed into the dusty wall and curled into a ball. The bridge of his nose was broken and bleeding. His temple was bruised and a trickle of blood flowed out of his ear.
Prue looked down at him with a steely look in her eye and slowly held both hands up. Her power levitated him into the air, his arms and legs straightening and forming a rough cross. She squinted at him and sent his body smashing into the opposite wall.
She ignored the sickening crack of breaking bones and repeated the action.
Cole flew from wall to wall, each hit causing more and more pain. He tried to shimmer away… but he couldn't. That damn witch was holding him in place with her power. Cole strained to break free of her immense hold, it was useless. He felt the impact of the wall again and repressed another scream. He tensed his body for another impact but instead there was none.
Prue levelled her hands and pushed forwards with them. She could almost see the invisible pulses of energy that flowed from her hands towards that damn… demon! They hit Cole and slammed him harder and harder against the wall.
This time Cole did let out a scream. The unseen forces were pressing him against the wall. The constant barrage caused the mortar to crack and bricks to shake loose. He opened one puffed up eye and stared at Prue. There had never been any love between them… yet how could there be this much hate and anger? He caught her eye and whispered hoarsely.
"Just wait… just you wait." He knew his words would confuse her. With any luck they'd stop her long enough for him to regenerate just a little.
Prue's face twisted with confusion at his words. What did he mean? Is that some kind of trick? She broke off her attack and let Cole's broken body slump to the floor. She turned to call for Piper. "Piper, get in here. Its nearly time. We can't wait much longer for Pai- "
Piper ran down the steps and wondered why Prue had stopped in the middle of the sentence.
A/n Won't Cole just die?! Jeez, even in a fanfic he's the demon that just. won't. die. And whats happened to Prue? Will Cole finally die next chapter? All of your questions answered and more in the next chapter of "Actions Have Consequences"
A/n... I like reveiws, slip me one or ten, even if its to bitch about how Cole is completely innocent and should be kept alive blah-freakin-blah... Am I rambling? Why yes, yes I am :).
"But they will triumph!" Enthused the First Voice.
"What of the renegade and the newest sister?" Questioned the Third Voice.
"The renegade holds equal power to Paige, but not half the wits." Answered the Second Voice.
"Once together nothing will stop them…"Breathed the First Voice.
"That is true of both The Charmed Ones and The Lovers." Finished the Fourth Voice.
* * *
"Damn, damn, damn! Why did Cole go?" Phoebe said to herself as she paced restlessly around their house. She had tried to sit down and try to read a magazine, but had given up after a couple of minutes and thrown it to the ground.
When Cole went into these moods she didn't know what to do. He said that he needed to be alone, but what was he doing while he was alone? She knew it couldn't be anything like an affair; he'd never do that… or would he? Phoebe heard a sudden noise in the kitchen and her face brightened, all doubts gone. Cole was back and they could make up.
She pushed open the kitchen door and screamed.
Paige jumped and dropped the coffee mug to the floor. She turned to Phoebe and glared. "Now look what you've done. Didn't anyone ever teach you not to sneak up on people?" She smirked at Phoebe and slowly kicked the broken pieces of mug to the side.
"Get out! Go away! Leave me alone!" Screamed Phoebe, as she stepped forwards, allowing the door to shut behind her.
"Now that's just bad manners. You didn't even offer me a drink or chance to use your bathroom." Paige replied, her voice dripping with mock indignation, as she casually leaned back on the counter top.
"I warned you Paige!" Phoebe narrowed her eyes and shot a beam of energy out. It flew through the air towards Paige… but missed her and melted a whole in the counter, as Paige orbed out.
She reappeared behind Phoebe and smashed the potion onto her sister's shoulder. She winced and quickly orbed the slivers of glass out of her hand.
Phoebe screamed in pain and spun around, aiming a fist at Paige's head. She gave another cry of pain as her fist connected with the wall, due to the fact Paige had orbed out.
Paige appeared at the other end of the kitchen, readying herself to avoid the eye beams Phoebe would almost definitely aim at her.
As if on cue, Phoebe glared at Paige and squinted.
Her younger sister dodged to the side and crouched on the floor, hands held protectively against her chest. After a couple of seconds of nothing happening, Paige looked up cautiously and got to her feet. "What's the matter, Pheebs? Powers not working or something?" She said innocently, although silently wondering why the potion had worked without the accompanying spell.
"What did you do!? What have you done to me?" Phoebe had a crazed look in her face and was ineffectually squinting and holding her hand up, trying to somehow will her powers to work.
"I bound your powers. We can't have a liability like you running around with lethal magic at your disposal, now can we? Count yourself lucky, it was either this or… death."
Phoebe backed up, her face aghast for a second, before it returned to its hardened state. "I might not have powers but that won't stop me from kicking your ass." She ran over to a drawer and pulled out a handful of knives, flinging five of them in quick succession at Paige.
Paige yelped and orbed out, missing one of the knives, and appeared in the path of another. She jumped and willed her levitation to work. She quickly rose into the air and winced as the knife hit the wall a couple of inches below her feet.
She dropped back to the ground and held her hand out to the other three knives. They disappeared in a cloud of white and then suddenly reappeared in the corner with a loud clattering. Paige dusted her hands off and sneered at Phoebe. "Well, you talk big, lady, but my ass is still not kicked. Care to try again? Or will you just accept the fact that you've been beaten?"
With each word Phoebe's anger grew, until she sprinted down the kitchen towards Paige. She was focused completely on taking Paige down; nothing else mattered to her.
Paige breathed calmly and stared at Phoebe as she drew closer and closer, not moving at all.
With ragged breaths, Phoebe drew closer and closer. She reached her arms out and leapt at Paige, her teeth bared and eyes flashing insanely.
Paige neatly stepped to the side, causing Phoebe to miss her completely and collide with the wall.
Phoebe's eyes dilated and she fell unconscious to the floor.
Paige dusted off her hands again and looked down at Phoebe's unmoving form. With a twinge of sympathy she took off her sweater and covered her sister with it.
* * *
Prue peered around the entrance and squinted into the darkness. "Are you ready to go in?" She asked Piper in a hoarse whisper.
"I… sure. Why not. We might as well get it over with. I just hope Paige is ok." Piper replied, her voice equally quiet.
"Of course she is. Now I'll go in and distract him, then you follow and try to blow him up. It won't do much but it'll keep him busy till Paige gets here." She gave Piper a final smile and sprinted into the mausoleum. Her eyes took a few seconds to focus in the gloomy darkness. She rubbed them and stared around. Prue could have sworn that this place was bigger than before.
Her pondering was broken as a fireball roared through the air towards her. She threw up her arm and sent it careening back.
Cole dodged to the side as his own attack came back to haunt him. He ducked behind a tomb and covered his eyes as the fireball hit a vase and showered him with clay splinters. Suddenly he felt a tapping on his shoulder and he span around.
Astral Prue looked down at Cole and smashed her fist between his eyes, as hard as she could. She followed up with a quick jab of her foot underneath his chin and a low swung kick to the side of his head.
Cole screamed in pain and was knocked across the floor. He slammed into the dusty wall and curled into a ball. The bridge of his nose was broken and bleeding. His temple was bruised and a trickle of blood flowed out of his ear.
Prue looked down at him with a steely look in her eye and slowly held both hands up. Her power levitated him into the air, his arms and legs straightening and forming a rough cross. She squinted at him and sent his body smashing into the opposite wall.
She ignored the sickening crack of breaking bones and repeated the action.
Cole flew from wall to wall, each hit causing more and more pain. He tried to shimmer away… but he couldn't. That damn witch was holding him in place with her power. Cole strained to break free of her immense hold, it was useless. He felt the impact of the wall again and repressed another scream. He tensed his body for another impact but instead there was none.
Prue levelled her hands and pushed forwards with them. She could almost see the invisible pulses of energy that flowed from her hands towards that damn… demon! They hit Cole and slammed him harder and harder against the wall.
This time Cole did let out a scream. The unseen forces were pressing him against the wall. The constant barrage caused the mortar to crack and bricks to shake loose. He opened one puffed up eye and stared at Prue. There had never been any love between them… yet how could there be this much hate and anger? He caught her eye and whispered hoarsely.
"Just wait… just you wait." He knew his words would confuse her. With any luck they'd stop her long enough for him to regenerate just a little.
Prue's face twisted with confusion at his words. What did he mean? Is that some kind of trick? She broke off her attack and let Cole's broken body slump to the floor. She turned to call for Piper. "Piper, get in here. Its nearly time. We can't wait much longer for Pai- "
Piper ran down the steps and wondered why Prue had stopped in the middle of the sentence.
A/n Won't Cole just die?! Jeez, even in a fanfic he's the demon that just. won't. die. And whats happened to Prue? Will Cole finally die next chapter? All of your questions answered and more in the next chapter of "Actions Have Consequences"
A/n... I like reveiws, slip me one or ten, even if its to bitch about how Cole is completely innocent and should be kept alive blah-freakin-blah... Am I rambling? Why yes, yes I am :).
