Disclaimer: OK, I'm over here, wondering what the point of this is but I figure...hey, its a traditions so here goes: I don't own Charmed. *Waits for the applause* Alright, so that wasn't real flashy and I didn't use big words, but the least you could do is pretend to be happy....
AN: Hey, people! Thanks for reading!
Starring Piper: Forget where the review button is? KIDDING, kidding! Sorries, couldn't resist. Got our "project" named and uploaded. :)
Wotcha: YAY! I figured it'd be a week or two til I heard from you again! :) I will not fail you master. *bows* LOL *is crazed!*
wAnNaBpIpEr: I know that I'm sick and evil. But mean? C'mon!! I'm not...am I? *chuckles evilly* I know you'd prefer happy chapters, and eventually, I hope, we'll have one. Sorry about the shock. Elders are cruel and evil and I hate them...as for whether or not it is Their fault....EVERYTHING IS THEIR FAULT! famines, plagues, natural disasters. Everything!
Charmed Fanatic: nice and flowerly...*dies laughing* LOL! not really, but that was great...Thanks as always for your mega kind words!!
Daisy: Thank you. it is really hard to come up with a completely original plot. I'm glad you see this as one. Don't worry, you'll see the tests soon!
HalliwellGirls: Bring on the barrel of monkeys!!! *tries to hide terror* lol. I'll try, that's the best I can offer right now...
Kristen's Paige: Here is your honorary spot. I know you are out of town. But you get an AN anyway!!
Caryn: Hey! Thanks for reviewing and welcome to the story!
AN: Starring Piper and I have begun a Charmed parody! If you like humor, please give it a try...flaming is not only accepted, it is embraced. We need to know if this project is worth continuing...It's called Killing Memory's Thief. Thanks! Our joint penname is Starring Charmed. Please check it out!
Prue jerked awake, sweat pouring down her face. She could hear it. Faintly, but it was still there. Echoing...resounding in her head. Driving her insane.
*You did it to her. How could you? Weren't you supposed to be her sister? Her closest friend? You killed her, and you know it. Don't fight the truth. Admit it. Why can't you jsut give up? Everyone knows you killed her. EVERYONE. They see it every time they look at you! You make them sick. You hate them too. Soon...very soon they will be dead at your hands. You feel it, don't you. When they look at you. Like your something repulsive. It's because they know you killed her.*
Prue tried to erase the memory, but traces of it lingered in her mind. Teasing her, taunting her with the hateful words. You did it. You killed her. You did it. You....Prue shook her head violently. The movements awoke Paige. Prue watched her carefully, checking for some sign that she was getting better. Cold, blank eyes stared back at her, forcing her to avert her gaze. Paige noticed, and wanted to scream. "She knows. Oh God, she know...she knows....," Paige thought, horrified. When Prue looked back up, she caught the fear in Paige's eyes.
"Hey. What is it? What's wrong?," she asked urgently. Paige shook her head, her eyes wide and tear-filled. Prue silently berated herself. What's wrong? It couldn't possibly be that they had witnessed their sister KILL HERSELF. "You hungry?," she forced herself to ask. Paige nodded slowly. She wasn't really, but she was prepared to do anything to avoid that knowing look. Prue stared at her a minute longer then quickly got up and rushed out of the room.
"Go," Naruk told the darklighter, "She's ready. Bring her to me after you shoot her." Once he'd departed, Naruk chuckled. This was almost too easy.
"Paige, would you like some eggs?," Prue called from the kitchen. No answer. She waited for a moment. A small yelp alarmed her and had her rushing back into the living room. She was gone.
Piper huddled up, staring coldly at all of the once familiar people surrounding her. It was the same thing over and over again.
"Why did you leave me Piper?," Prue demanded sadly. Piper jsut looked at her. How many times did she have to hear this?
"Piper. I needed you. Didn't you know that? Didn't you care?," Paige chimed in, crying softly. Piper squeezed her eyes shut and willed them to disappear. When she opened her eyes again, they were still there, pleading with her to answer them.
"I didn't want to leave you. I didn't. I swear I didn't," she repeated over and over again, sobbing. She was telling the truth. More than ever she wanted to take it back. She wanted to go back to them, apologize, make them understand that she never really wanted to leave them. It was all a big mistake. How many pieces could a heart shatter into before there's nothing left?
"Leo...LEO," Prue screamed, "DAMN YOU. GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!" Leo orbed in and Prue charged at him.
"She's gone, Leo. Where the hell have you been?," she demanded, pushing him roughly. Leo held his ground.
"Paige is gone?," he asked, confused. Prue's eyes flashed angrily.
"Yes, who else would I be talking about Leo?," she answered sarcastically.
"I sense her. And she's hurt," Leo told her, ignoring her harsh tone. Prue felt trapped. Not again. She had already lost most of her world. This couldn't be happening. Leo noticed her pale, then caught her as she pitched forward.
"Prue. It'll be OK. I'll just orb to her and heal her," Leo comforted, walking her to the nearby couch. Prue nodded, barely hearing him. This couldn't happen. Not again. Leo debated with himself about leaving her in the condition she was in, then he heard Paige screaming. "I'll be back soon," he promised and orbed out.
Paige stared at the arrow through her side and ground her teeth together. It hurt. More than any physical pain she had ever endured. Yet...something about the pain soothed her. She no longer heard the voice. The pain drove any other thoughts away. Sweat glimmered on her skin, but she was so cold. That wasn't right. She clenched her fists as another hot wave of pain washed over her. It was like fire, burning from the inside, eating its way through her body. She tried to bite back the scream building in her throat, but finally was forced to let it come. She was going to die alone. A thought that terrified her. Hadn't she spent her whole life working against being alone? Isn't that why she had felt so safe, so content with her sisters? Her thoughts were prevented from going any further. All she could concentrate on was the intense boiling under her skin. Writhing and kicking, she fought the darkness trying to overcome her. If she let it take her now, she wouldn't wake up.
"You don't look so well, Paige," Naruk commented. Paige tried to sit up, tried to look at him, but was held down by the agonizing pain.
"I have something that will relieve the pain," he told her, holding up a vial of dark red potion. He walked closer to her, allowing her to see the bottle in his hand. Paige fixed her gaze on it, refusing to look at him.
"And this," he said, bringing another vial or greenish potion out with a flourish, "Will also relieve the pain. After a while, after you're dead." Paige struggled not to cry out. She was being forced to hold her breath. Another jolt shocked her body and she cringed. Then he vanished, and she allowed herself to scream.
Piper curled in a fetal position, turning her back on her sisters. Why couldn't they go away? She retreated deep into her mind, but was brought back by a stinging pain across her back. Groaning, she turned around to face the next torment. No, something was wrong. Why was she back here? Sitting straight up, she looked around. Not again. Why was she back in this prison? She saw one of the overseers making his way towards her. Then she knew. They were going to make her watch them murder that little girl again. She tried to edge away from him, but all she succeeded in doing was making him angry.
"Please, no. I can't do it again. Don't make me," she begged, giving into tears. She was jerked up and dragged across the room. "Please, please. Don't make me go in there," she pleaded, but to no avail. The child. There she was. She opened her mouth in a silent scream. She couldn't move. All she wanted to do was turn away, but the girl's eyes held hers captive.
"Don't look so sad, my dear," Naruk purred, blinking into the room Prue was sitting in. Prue leaped up, prepared to fight. Naruk held up a hand, signaling for her to stay where she was. "Paige has been shot with a darklighter's arrow. She's dying. You wouldn't want to hurt me when I have the potion to heal her, now would you?"
"You sick son of a -"
"Uh uh uh...," he cut in, "You have to be nice to me or I won't give you the cure." Prue narrowed her eyes and forced herself to stay calm. Paige was depending on her. She had already failed this family so many times. She wasn't going to continue to do so.
"Good," he said, smiling as he realized she would behave. "Now, the thing is...I made two potions. Silly me, I've confused them. You see, one will heal her, but the other...will kill her. I figured since you were her sister, you would prefer to choose which to give her." He tossed both potions at her, making her scramble to catch them. "Good luck, Prue. When you decide, jsut call my name. I'll be waiting," he whispered before shimmering out of the Manor.
Prue sank to her knees, her eyes passing from one vial to the other. How was she going to decide? Red or green?
AN: I know, you hate cliffhangers. Sorries, had to do it. I also apologize for any confusion this chapter causes. I used a scene from a previous story. Let me know if you need something clarified!
AN: Hey, people! Thanks for reading!
Starring Piper: Forget where the review button is? KIDDING, kidding! Sorries, couldn't resist. Got our "project" named and uploaded. :)
Wotcha: YAY! I figured it'd be a week or two til I heard from you again! :) I will not fail you master. *bows* LOL *is crazed!*
wAnNaBpIpEr: I know that I'm sick and evil. But mean? C'mon!! I'm not...am I? *chuckles evilly* I know you'd prefer happy chapters, and eventually, I hope, we'll have one. Sorry about the shock. Elders are cruel and evil and I hate them...as for whether or not it is Their fault....EVERYTHING IS THEIR FAULT! famines, plagues, natural disasters. Everything!
Charmed Fanatic: nice and flowerly...*dies laughing* LOL! not really, but that was great...Thanks as always for your mega kind words!!
Daisy: Thank you. it is really hard to come up with a completely original plot. I'm glad you see this as one. Don't worry, you'll see the tests soon!
HalliwellGirls: Bring on the barrel of monkeys!!! *tries to hide terror* lol. I'll try, that's the best I can offer right now...
Kristen's Paige: Here is your honorary spot. I know you are out of town. But you get an AN anyway!!
Caryn: Hey! Thanks for reviewing and welcome to the story!
AN: Starring Piper and I have begun a Charmed parody! If you like humor, please give it a try...flaming is not only accepted, it is embraced. We need to know if this project is worth continuing...It's called Killing Memory's Thief. Thanks! Our joint penname is Starring Charmed. Please check it out!
Prue jerked awake, sweat pouring down her face. She could hear it. Faintly, but it was still there. Echoing...resounding in her head. Driving her insane.
*You did it to her. How could you? Weren't you supposed to be her sister? Her closest friend? You killed her, and you know it. Don't fight the truth. Admit it. Why can't you jsut give up? Everyone knows you killed her. EVERYONE. They see it every time they look at you! You make them sick. You hate them too. Soon...very soon they will be dead at your hands. You feel it, don't you. When they look at you. Like your something repulsive. It's because they know you killed her.*
Prue tried to erase the memory, but traces of it lingered in her mind. Teasing her, taunting her with the hateful words. You did it. You killed her. You did it. You....Prue shook her head violently. The movements awoke Paige. Prue watched her carefully, checking for some sign that she was getting better. Cold, blank eyes stared back at her, forcing her to avert her gaze. Paige noticed, and wanted to scream. "She knows. Oh God, she know...she knows....," Paige thought, horrified. When Prue looked back up, she caught the fear in Paige's eyes.
"Hey. What is it? What's wrong?," she asked urgently. Paige shook her head, her eyes wide and tear-filled. Prue silently berated herself. What's wrong? It couldn't possibly be that they had witnessed their sister KILL HERSELF. "You hungry?," she forced herself to ask. Paige nodded slowly. She wasn't really, but she was prepared to do anything to avoid that knowing look. Prue stared at her a minute longer then quickly got up and rushed out of the room.
"Go," Naruk told the darklighter, "She's ready. Bring her to me after you shoot her." Once he'd departed, Naruk chuckled. This was almost too easy.
"Paige, would you like some eggs?," Prue called from the kitchen. No answer. She waited for a moment. A small yelp alarmed her and had her rushing back into the living room. She was gone.
Piper huddled up, staring coldly at all of the once familiar people surrounding her. It was the same thing over and over again.
"Why did you leave me Piper?," Prue demanded sadly. Piper jsut looked at her. How many times did she have to hear this?
"Piper. I needed you. Didn't you know that? Didn't you care?," Paige chimed in, crying softly. Piper squeezed her eyes shut and willed them to disappear. When she opened her eyes again, they were still there, pleading with her to answer them.
"I didn't want to leave you. I didn't. I swear I didn't," she repeated over and over again, sobbing. She was telling the truth. More than ever she wanted to take it back. She wanted to go back to them, apologize, make them understand that she never really wanted to leave them. It was all a big mistake. How many pieces could a heart shatter into before there's nothing left?
"Leo...LEO," Prue screamed, "DAMN YOU. GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!" Leo orbed in and Prue charged at him.
"She's gone, Leo. Where the hell have you been?," she demanded, pushing him roughly. Leo held his ground.
"Paige is gone?," he asked, confused. Prue's eyes flashed angrily.
"Yes, who else would I be talking about Leo?," she answered sarcastically.
"I sense her. And she's hurt," Leo told her, ignoring her harsh tone. Prue felt trapped. Not again. She had already lost most of her world. This couldn't be happening. Leo noticed her pale, then caught her as she pitched forward.
"Prue. It'll be OK. I'll just orb to her and heal her," Leo comforted, walking her to the nearby couch. Prue nodded, barely hearing him. This couldn't happen. Not again. Leo debated with himself about leaving her in the condition she was in, then he heard Paige screaming. "I'll be back soon," he promised and orbed out.
Paige stared at the arrow through her side and ground her teeth together. It hurt. More than any physical pain she had ever endured. Yet...something about the pain soothed her. She no longer heard the voice. The pain drove any other thoughts away. Sweat glimmered on her skin, but she was so cold. That wasn't right. She clenched her fists as another hot wave of pain washed over her. It was like fire, burning from the inside, eating its way through her body. She tried to bite back the scream building in her throat, but finally was forced to let it come. She was going to die alone. A thought that terrified her. Hadn't she spent her whole life working against being alone? Isn't that why she had felt so safe, so content with her sisters? Her thoughts were prevented from going any further. All she could concentrate on was the intense boiling under her skin. Writhing and kicking, she fought the darkness trying to overcome her. If she let it take her now, she wouldn't wake up.
"You don't look so well, Paige," Naruk commented. Paige tried to sit up, tried to look at him, but was held down by the agonizing pain.
"I have something that will relieve the pain," he told her, holding up a vial of dark red potion. He walked closer to her, allowing her to see the bottle in his hand. Paige fixed her gaze on it, refusing to look at him.
"And this," he said, bringing another vial or greenish potion out with a flourish, "Will also relieve the pain. After a while, after you're dead." Paige struggled not to cry out. She was being forced to hold her breath. Another jolt shocked her body and she cringed. Then he vanished, and she allowed herself to scream.
Piper curled in a fetal position, turning her back on her sisters. Why couldn't they go away? She retreated deep into her mind, but was brought back by a stinging pain across her back. Groaning, she turned around to face the next torment. No, something was wrong. Why was she back here? Sitting straight up, she looked around. Not again. Why was she back in this prison? She saw one of the overseers making his way towards her. Then she knew. They were going to make her watch them murder that little girl again. She tried to edge away from him, but all she succeeded in doing was making him angry.
"Please, no. I can't do it again. Don't make me," she begged, giving into tears. She was jerked up and dragged across the room. "Please, please. Don't make me go in there," she pleaded, but to no avail. The child. There she was. She opened her mouth in a silent scream. She couldn't move. All she wanted to do was turn away, but the girl's eyes held hers captive.
"Don't look so sad, my dear," Naruk purred, blinking into the room Prue was sitting in. Prue leaped up, prepared to fight. Naruk held up a hand, signaling for her to stay where she was. "Paige has been shot with a darklighter's arrow. She's dying. You wouldn't want to hurt me when I have the potion to heal her, now would you?"
"You sick son of a -"
"Uh uh uh...," he cut in, "You have to be nice to me or I won't give you the cure." Prue narrowed her eyes and forced herself to stay calm. Paige was depending on her. She had already failed this family so many times. She wasn't going to continue to do so.
"Good," he said, smiling as he realized she would behave. "Now, the thing is...I made two potions. Silly me, I've confused them. You see, one will heal her, but the other...will kill her. I figured since you were her sister, you would prefer to choose which to give her." He tossed both potions at her, making her scramble to catch them. "Good luck, Prue. When you decide, jsut call my name. I'll be waiting," he whispered before shimmering out of the Manor.
Prue sank to her knees, her eyes passing from one vial to the other. How was she going to decide? Red or green?
AN: I know, you hate cliffhangers. Sorries, had to do it. I also apologize for any confusion this chapter causes. I used a scene from a previous story. Let me know if you need something clarified!