Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or any of the powers that go along with
the show. I wish I did, but I don't. I do own the characters of Ainsley,
Tani, Sonya, and Rory, anyone else is not mine.
CHAPTER ONE:
"I'm sick of school," Ainsley complained, as she began working on her physics worksheet, in their school's cafeteria before school the following Monday.
"I know, all of this on top of our Casablanca," Tani complained referring to their major English project, "Are you going to work on it during your lunch?"
"Yeah, do you have the folder?"
"Yeah," she dug through her bag, "Here."
"Thanks," Ainsley said, but as she grabbed the folder, she closed her eyes and inhaled sharply.
"What's wrong?"
"I think I just had a premonition."
"What did you see?"
"Sonya walking into the school."
"She does that everyday, what's the big deal?"
"I don't know, it was weird," Ainsley shrugged.
"You don't think it has anything to do with that book Sonya found, do you?"
"Maybe."
"Could you tell what she was wearing?"
"Yeah, her gray pants, Tinkerbell t-shirt, and green sweatshirt, why?" "It's a test," Tani explained, "If you're right, maybe you saw the future."
"And then we're all witches."
"Let's just wait and see," Tani said and they went back to work. About five minutes later, Sonya walked in and Tani looked up, "You were right."
"Is her hair in pigtails?" Ainsley asked, her back to Sonya.
"Mm-hmm."
"Hey, what's up?" Sonya asked, dropping her bag next to the table and sitting down.
"Magic," Ainsley answered.
"Magic?" Sonya questioned.
"I had a premonition."
"Of what?"
"You walking into school," Ainsley answered.
"She described what you're wearing exactly," Tani added.
"Has anyone else noticed anything?" Sonya asked.
"We haven't talked to Rory, but no," Ainsley said.
"So we really don't know anything for sure," Sonya reasoned.
"Are you saying that we should just ignore this?" Tani asked with disbelief.
"No, not exactly, but we're so busy with Casablanca that couldn't it wait a week?"
"I don't think this can just wait," Ainsley said, "I didn't have any control over my power, it just sort of happened. If it's the same with the other powers, one of you could just start randomly stopping time."
"I guess you have a point. I'm just so stressed out I could scream," Sonya complained. When she said the word scream, her accounting textbook and the notebook she had on top of it flew off the table and landed on the floor a few feet away, "Did I do that?"
"I know I didn't," Tani said.
"Don't look at me," Ainsley shrugged, "My power's passive."
"Good morning," Rory greeted, kicking Sonya's book toward her, "Too much accounting homework?"
"Thanks, I just-" Sonya trailed off.
"-used telekinesis to throw the book off the table," Tani finished.
"Wait, what?" Rory sat down at the table.
"Long story short, I saw the future and Sonya moved something with her mind," Ainsley summed up.
"I thought the book said I would have to think to move something. I didn't think about throwing the book from the table, it just happened," Sonya said
"Our powers are tied to our emotions," Tani explained, "You were frustrated, so you powers acted as a release."
"How did you know that?" Ainsley asked.
"I had some free time yesterday and was curious, so I looked around online," she admitted, "You'd be amazed at the amount of information out there."
"There are other witches with powers out there," Rory said with disbelief, "What is there, a online support group?"
"Yes and no," Tani began, "They don't have magical powers, but they practice the Wiccan religion, which I assume our powers are based upon."
"A book cannot just make us witches," Rory complained.
"Quiet," Sonya looked around nervously, "We don't exactly want the whole school knowing about this."
"I still think this is just a bunch of coincidences," Rory continued, her voice lowered, "Magic isn't real. It's all smoke and mirrors."
"Not this," Ainsley shook her head, "It's different. I felt this surge go through me when I got the premonition. Sonya didn't you feel it?"
"I'm not sure, it just happened so fast."
"But the effects prove it," Tani said. "I can't deny that," Sonya played with the cover of her textbook.
"Not that I'm saying I believe you," Rory began, "But what do we do now?"
"Check the book," Ainsley said simply.
"We don't have Casablanca time after school, so you all should come to my house and see what we can find," Sonya agreed.
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"This has been so helpful," Rory said sarcastically, pushing her chair away from the table. The four were once again in Sonya's basement, trying to make sense of everything.
"Wait, what's this?" Ainsley said, leaning over Sonya's shoulders.
"What?" Rory asked.
"The Charmed Ones," Tani answered, also leaning over her shoulder.
"'From the Halliwell line, will come three sister witches powerful enough to destroy the Source,'" Sonya read, "They have the same powers as us, except for the temperature manipulation."
"Does it say anything about using them?" Rory asked.
"Our powers come from our emotions like Tani said," Sonya scanned the page, "It also says that the power to freeze is channeled through the hands and that telekinesis through the eyes or hands."
"So, Rory and I have to try and freeze something," Tani said.
"Why just us?"
"Because we're the only ones who don't know what our powers are."
"So what do we do?" Rory asked.
"I'll throw this in the air and you both wave your hands and try to freeze it," Ainsley crumpled up a ball of paper.
"Nothing," Rory said as the ball of paper landed unceremoniously on the table.
"My turn," Tani said and Ainsley threw the ball again with the same result, "Nothing."
"It's just a bunch of coincidences," Rory said, picking up her lemonade.
"This is so-" Tani began.
"Tani," Sonya interrupted, whipping the ball of paper at her friend's face.
"What the-" Tani threw her hands in her face to deflect the paper, but it stopped mid-air, "Wow."
"You stopped time," Ainsley said.
"But, you're still moving, where's the fun in that," Tani complained.
"The book says that you can't freeze good witches, sorry," Sonya said.
"I don't know, Rory looks kind of frozen to me," Ainsley grinned.
"You froze my drink," Rory complained, eyeing her glass which was suspended mid-air.
"I guess I did," Tani grinned.
"Um, Rory, you better grab that glass before time starts again and there's a huge mess," Sonya warned.
"Okay," Rory put her hand on the glass as she had been holding it before and without warning, time started again.
"So, Rory, do you still have any doubts about the whole witchcraft thing?" Ainsley asked.
"That was kind of hard to argue with," Rory set the glass down, "But it's not fair. You all have your powers and I've got nothing,"
"Um, Rory," Sonya said.
"The book even gave you three hints and I have to figure it out on my own," Rory continued, ignoring Sonya.
"Rory!" Sonya repeated.
"What?!"
"Look at the glass," Sonya ordered. Rory looked down at the glass of lemonade that was slowly beginning to boil, "See, stop complaining. You have a power."
"And it's active," Ainsley mumbled and her friends looked at her, "What? You all have active powers and I'm stuck with the crappy passive power."
"You can see the future, I wouldn't exactly call that a crappy," Sonya said.
"But you're telekinetic," Ainsley argued.
"No more fighting," Tani said, "We don't want Sonya to get angry and send a book flying at your head."
"Funny," Sonya smirked.
"Soni, your friends' ride is here," Sonya's mom called from upstairs in Russian.
"Spasiba, Mama," Sonya called back.
"So we'll talk tomorrow," Tani said.
"After we finish our Casablanca. We have a crapload of work to do and only one day in which to do it," Sonya complained, as the pillows from the couch flew across the room.
"We'll see you tomorrow morning, " Ainsley grinned, tossing a pillow at Sonya and heading up the stairs.
CHAPTER ONE:
"I'm sick of school," Ainsley complained, as she began working on her physics worksheet, in their school's cafeteria before school the following Monday.
"I know, all of this on top of our Casablanca," Tani complained referring to their major English project, "Are you going to work on it during your lunch?"
"Yeah, do you have the folder?"
"Yeah," she dug through her bag, "Here."
"Thanks," Ainsley said, but as she grabbed the folder, she closed her eyes and inhaled sharply.
"What's wrong?"
"I think I just had a premonition."
"What did you see?"
"Sonya walking into the school."
"She does that everyday, what's the big deal?"
"I don't know, it was weird," Ainsley shrugged.
"You don't think it has anything to do with that book Sonya found, do you?"
"Maybe."
"Could you tell what she was wearing?"
"Yeah, her gray pants, Tinkerbell t-shirt, and green sweatshirt, why?" "It's a test," Tani explained, "If you're right, maybe you saw the future."
"And then we're all witches."
"Let's just wait and see," Tani said and they went back to work. About five minutes later, Sonya walked in and Tani looked up, "You were right."
"Is her hair in pigtails?" Ainsley asked, her back to Sonya.
"Mm-hmm."
"Hey, what's up?" Sonya asked, dropping her bag next to the table and sitting down.
"Magic," Ainsley answered.
"Magic?" Sonya questioned.
"I had a premonition."
"Of what?"
"You walking into school," Ainsley answered.
"She described what you're wearing exactly," Tani added.
"Has anyone else noticed anything?" Sonya asked.
"We haven't talked to Rory, but no," Ainsley said.
"So we really don't know anything for sure," Sonya reasoned.
"Are you saying that we should just ignore this?" Tani asked with disbelief.
"No, not exactly, but we're so busy with Casablanca that couldn't it wait a week?"
"I don't think this can just wait," Ainsley said, "I didn't have any control over my power, it just sort of happened. If it's the same with the other powers, one of you could just start randomly stopping time."
"I guess you have a point. I'm just so stressed out I could scream," Sonya complained. When she said the word scream, her accounting textbook and the notebook she had on top of it flew off the table and landed on the floor a few feet away, "Did I do that?"
"I know I didn't," Tani said.
"Don't look at me," Ainsley shrugged, "My power's passive."
"Good morning," Rory greeted, kicking Sonya's book toward her, "Too much accounting homework?"
"Thanks, I just-" Sonya trailed off.
"-used telekinesis to throw the book off the table," Tani finished.
"Wait, what?" Rory sat down at the table.
"Long story short, I saw the future and Sonya moved something with her mind," Ainsley summed up.
"I thought the book said I would have to think to move something. I didn't think about throwing the book from the table, it just happened," Sonya said
"Our powers are tied to our emotions," Tani explained, "You were frustrated, so you powers acted as a release."
"How did you know that?" Ainsley asked.
"I had some free time yesterday and was curious, so I looked around online," she admitted, "You'd be amazed at the amount of information out there."
"There are other witches with powers out there," Rory said with disbelief, "What is there, a online support group?"
"Yes and no," Tani began, "They don't have magical powers, but they practice the Wiccan religion, which I assume our powers are based upon."
"A book cannot just make us witches," Rory complained.
"Quiet," Sonya looked around nervously, "We don't exactly want the whole school knowing about this."
"I still think this is just a bunch of coincidences," Rory continued, her voice lowered, "Magic isn't real. It's all smoke and mirrors."
"Not this," Ainsley shook her head, "It's different. I felt this surge go through me when I got the premonition. Sonya didn't you feel it?"
"I'm not sure, it just happened so fast."
"But the effects prove it," Tani said. "I can't deny that," Sonya played with the cover of her textbook.
"Not that I'm saying I believe you," Rory began, "But what do we do now?"
"Check the book," Ainsley said simply.
"We don't have Casablanca time after school, so you all should come to my house and see what we can find," Sonya agreed.
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"This has been so helpful," Rory said sarcastically, pushing her chair away from the table. The four were once again in Sonya's basement, trying to make sense of everything.
"Wait, what's this?" Ainsley said, leaning over Sonya's shoulders.
"What?" Rory asked.
"The Charmed Ones," Tani answered, also leaning over her shoulder.
"'From the Halliwell line, will come three sister witches powerful enough to destroy the Source,'" Sonya read, "They have the same powers as us, except for the temperature manipulation."
"Does it say anything about using them?" Rory asked.
"Our powers come from our emotions like Tani said," Sonya scanned the page, "It also says that the power to freeze is channeled through the hands and that telekinesis through the eyes or hands."
"So, Rory and I have to try and freeze something," Tani said.
"Why just us?"
"Because we're the only ones who don't know what our powers are."
"So what do we do?" Rory asked.
"I'll throw this in the air and you both wave your hands and try to freeze it," Ainsley crumpled up a ball of paper.
"Nothing," Rory said as the ball of paper landed unceremoniously on the table.
"My turn," Tani said and Ainsley threw the ball again with the same result, "Nothing."
"It's just a bunch of coincidences," Rory said, picking up her lemonade.
"This is so-" Tani began.
"Tani," Sonya interrupted, whipping the ball of paper at her friend's face.
"What the-" Tani threw her hands in her face to deflect the paper, but it stopped mid-air, "Wow."
"You stopped time," Ainsley said.
"But, you're still moving, where's the fun in that," Tani complained.
"The book says that you can't freeze good witches, sorry," Sonya said.
"I don't know, Rory looks kind of frozen to me," Ainsley grinned.
"You froze my drink," Rory complained, eyeing her glass which was suspended mid-air.
"I guess I did," Tani grinned.
"Um, Rory, you better grab that glass before time starts again and there's a huge mess," Sonya warned.
"Okay," Rory put her hand on the glass as she had been holding it before and without warning, time started again.
"So, Rory, do you still have any doubts about the whole witchcraft thing?" Ainsley asked.
"That was kind of hard to argue with," Rory set the glass down, "But it's not fair. You all have your powers and I've got nothing,"
"Um, Rory," Sonya said.
"The book even gave you three hints and I have to figure it out on my own," Rory continued, ignoring Sonya.
"Rory!" Sonya repeated.
"What?!"
"Look at the glass," Sonya ordered. Rory looked down at the glass of lemonade that was slowly beginning to boil, "See, stop complaining. You have a power."
"And it's active," Ainsley mumbled and her friends looked at her, "What? You all have active powers and I'm stuck with the crappy passive power."
"You can see the future, I wouldn't exactly call that a crappy," Sonya said.
"But you're telekinetic," Ainsley argued.
"No more fighting," Tani said, "We don't want Sonya to get angry and send a book flying at your head."
"Funny," Sonya smirked.
"Soni, your friends' ride is here," Sonya's mom called from upstairs in Russian.
"Spasiba, Mama," Sonya called back.
"So we'll talk tomorrow," Tani said.
"After we finish our Casablanca. We have a crapload of work to do and only one day in which to do it," Sonya complained, as the pillows from the couch flew across the room.
"We'll see you tomorrow morning, " Ainsley grinned, tossing a pillow at Sonya and heading up the stairs.
