CORRUPTED
Notes: Thanks, everyone for reviewing. Especially thanks to you, WanabePiper, for constantly supporting my fics.
Chapter 3
-Underworld-
"There you are, Barbus," Piper stated in a cold, steel-like tone.
"Charmed One."
"Ex-Charmed One," Piper replied casually, blowing him up with one of her evil powers.
She shimmered out.
-Underworld, continued-
"You want us to unite together and hold hands?" An angry demon demanded.
"Yes, I want you to stop fighting one another because it's not getting you anywhere. You can skip the holding hands part though. We are powerful enough to take over, yet, you arrogant idiots mess everything up because you're too dense to see past hatred. Sure, hatred is important. It fuels you. But you also need to be smart. Cole was smart, but his love made him foolish. It restrained him from doing anything drastic. It's different now. I'll make sure of it."
"You are a former Charmed One. How do we know whether you're for real."
Explosion. That demon exploded.
"Does that answer your question," Piper asked menacingly.
The remaining demons and warlocks remained silent. "No."
"No worries. I can do it myself," she said sweetly, before vanquishing the entire crowd of demons around her. "And just in case you're wondering about the Charmed Ones, I'll take care of them." Piper wavered slightly. Quickly covering up her falter, she shimmered out.
-P3-
Piper collapsed on the floor, grasping the counter weakly. Then, on shaky legs, she pulled herself up.
"Don't fight me," she whispered. Easing her worn out body on the barstool, she poured herself a glass of wine. "It'll only get us killed."
"Piper!" Someone yelled out.
Whipping around rapidly, she found herself face to face with Leo.
"Oh, it's you," Piper muttered while returning to her drink.
"Um... listen. Honey, we've got to talk."
"No, honey, we don't. Now be smart and walk away," Piper stated flatly.
"Piper..."
"Okay, what part of walk away did you not get?" Piper snapped.
"Piper, this isn't you talking," Leo protested.
"You just won't go away, would you? Fine, take this!" An energy ball appeared in her tense hand. "Final warning, Whitelighter," she whispered icily. The coldness in her voice could freeze the blood flowing through someone's veins.
Leo sighed dejectedly. He orbed out.
Piper extinguished the energy ball by closing her hands.
"Dammit," she swore, and smashed the glass on the floor. "Stop interfering with my plans." The glass bottle in her hand splintered. Alcohol mixed with blood ran down her clenched fist and spilled down her arm, dripping onto the floor. Disgusted, she threw the broken fragments down and shimmered out.
Notes: Thanks, everyone for reviewing. Especially thanks to you, WanabePiper, for constantly supporting my fics.
Chapter 3
-Underworld-
"There you are, Barbus," Piper stated in a cold, steel-like tone.
"Charmed One."
"Ex-Charmed One," Piper replied casually, blowing him up with one of her evil powers.
She shimmered out.
-Underworld, continued-
"You want us to unite together and hold hands?" An angry demon demanded.
"Yes, I want you to stop fighting one another because it's not getting you anywhere. You can skip the holding hands part though. We are powerful enough to take over, yet, you arrogant idiots mess everything up because you're too dense to see past hatred. Sure, hatred is important. It fuels you. But you also need to be smart. Cole was smart, but his love made him foolish. It restrained him from doing anything drastic. It's different now. I'll make sure of it."
"You are a former Charmed One. How do we know whether you're for real."
Explosion. That demon exploded.
"Does that answer your question," Piper asked menacingly.
The remaining demons and warlocks remained silent. "No."
"No worries. I can do it myself," she said sweetly, before vanquishing the entire crowd of demons around her. "And just in case you're wondering about the Charmed Ones, I'll take care of them." Piper wavered slightly. Quickly covering up her falter, she shimmered out.
-P3-
Piper collapsed on the floor, grasping the counter weakly. Then, on shaky legs, she pulled herself up.
"Don't fight me," she whispered. Easing her worn out body on the barstool, she poured herself a glass of wine. "It'll only get us killed."
"Piper!" Someone yelled out.
Whipping around rapidly, she found herself face to face with Leo.
"Oh, it's you," Piper muttered while returning to her drink.
"Um... listen. Honey, we've got to talk."
"No, honey, we don't. Now be smart and walk away," Piper stated flatly.
"Piper..."
"Okay, what part of walk away did you not get?" Piper snapped.
"Piper, this isn't you talking," Leo protested.
"You just won't go away, would you? Fine, take this!" An energy ball appeared in her tense hand. "Final warning, Whitelighter," she whispered icily. The coldness in her voice could freeze the blood flowing through someone's veins.
Leo sighed dejectedly. He orbed out.
Piper extinguished the energy ball by closing her hands.
"Dammit," she swore, and smashed the glass on the floor. "Stop interfering with my plans." The glass bottle in her hand splintered. Alcohol mixed with blood ran down her clenched fist and spilled down her arm, dripping onto the floor. Disgusted, she threw the broken fragments down and shimmered out.