A/N: I'll be skipping ahead 2 months, just so you know. Starting with this
chapter, Paige is now 5 months pregnant, but still not married. A Paige &
Glenn wedding will be coming soon. ;) Also, I want to address some of my
reviewers. charmedobsessi12 (Horsegirl91@Dhoelker.com): "Oh my god! this is
such a good story! i can just imagine it as a tv episode! i can't think of
anything else to say, it's so good! u have to write another one, like a
sequal or just another story!! u have a great charmed sense! i just
absolutely love it!! i can't stop saying that! Keep writing! u are a great
writer!" - Thanks for the compliment. :) And I wanted to address your
comment about writing a sequal; "Charmed At Last" is far from ending, but I
do have a sequal in the making. ;) So don't worry, you will be seeing my
characters from this story for a long while to come, provided you keep
reading. beautifulgarbage: I'm dedicating this chapter (15) to you. You
have been my loyal viewer for "Charmed At Last" since the beginning! Thanks
a zillion!
Charmed At Last
Chapter 15: Never Misjudge A Pearl
"And we v...." Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige's voice's were suddenly cut off. Smoke poured from the demon infront of them but they were unable to talk anymore. A golden light surrounded the four women and then they vanished.
The demon coughed and then finally realized he was still alive and that the Charmed Ones were gone. A thick, black smoke still drifted off of him. "I'll...get re...venge, witches!" The demon sputtered. Then he shimmered out.
There was another swirl of golden light and then Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige appeared. "Wh..where are we?" Paige asked, as she looked around a pretty dark room.
Piper stared at their new surroundings and nearly fell to the floor with shock. The floor was littered with dirt, trash, and debris. The walls were caked with a midnight black film and there were visible scorch marks on various places. There was what looked to be an old bar in the center of the room with broken glass and bottles covering it's scorched table top. What was left of what looked to be an age old stage stood on the other end of the room. Large chuncks of the stage were broken off and covered parts of the floor. Old tables, chairs, and doors were scattered through out the room.
"My God! It's P3!" Piper exclaimed. "What the hell happened to it?!" Paige gasped, just now recognizing it.
There was a noise and Piper spun around. "Rats!" Piper shrieked. A couple of huge, black rats ran along the dirty floor and into a hole in the wall.
"This is disgusting!" Phoebe said.
Prue stared in shock. "This..where are we? First we're about to kill a demon and now we are in a run down P3, very much unlike we left it!" Prue said, her voice still had a shocked tone.
There was another noise and this time the four sisters spun around in unison, Piper and Prue with their hands already raised. But this time four young girls stood in the doorway.
"Who are you?!" Piper said, a clear warning in her voice.
One of the girls held up a flashlight and the room became slightly more illuminated. The girl who looked slightly taller than the rest stepped forward. The girl's eyes were a deep brown and her hair was very deep brown as well. Her hair looked black but when the light hit her hair just right, you could tell that it was a deep, rich brown. Her skin was pale, but not like Paige, you could tell that the girl had a slight tan. "I think you already know me." The girl said.
"I suggest that you refresh our memories, before we feel the need to blow you to smitherines." Piper said.
The girl laughed. "First of all, you can't blow us up. Maybe, send us flying backwards. If you were fast enough." The girl said. Her voice was calm and sounded a lot like a melody.
"I'll say this again. Who are you?" Prue asked.
The girl smiled and then brushed her hands across her deep purple mini skirt, to smooth out the wrinkles. The the girl lifted her hand and grasped a strand of her long, wavy brown hair. The violet bell sleeve of her peasent top slid down her arm as she twirled her loose strand of hair. The girl's eyes had a light violet eye shadow on them and her lips had a deep pink, shimmering lipstick covering them. The girl's nails looked newly manicured. They were deep purple and then a odd, glittering symbol shown from the center of each nail. The girl was too far away, in the dim light, to see what the symbol was. The girl took a few more steps forward. Her deep purple, velvet heels made a clicking noise on the floor, with each step she took. She finally stopped, about 3 feet away from the Charmed Ones. The girl held out her hand. The silver symbol on her nails was clear now, the Triquetra! "Hello, I'm Pearlinda Melody Belland. But everyone calls me Pearl." The girl's voice rang through the air. TO BE CONTINUED....
Charmed At Last
Chapter 15: Never Misjudge A Pearl
"And we v...." Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige's voice's were suddenly cut off. Smoke poured from the demon infront of them but they were unable to talk anymore. A golden light surrounded the four women and then they vanished.
The demon coughed and then finally realized he was still alive and that the Charmed Ones were gone. A thick, black smoke still drifted off of him. "I'll...get re...venge, witches!" The demon sputtered. Then he shimmered out.
There was another swirl of golden light and then Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige appeared. "Wh..where are we?" Paige asked, as she looked around a pretty dark room.
Piper stared at their new surroundings and nearly fell to the floor with shock. The floor was littered with dirt, trash, and debris. The walls were caked with a midnight black film and there were visible scorch marks on various places. There was what looked to be an old bar in the center of the room with broken glass and bottles covering it's scorched table top. What was left of what looked to be an age old stage stood on the other end of the room. Large chuncks of the stage were broken off and covered parts of the floor. Old tables, chairs, and doors were scattered through out the room.
"My God! It's P3!" Piper exclaimed. "What the hell happened to it?!" Paige gasped, just now recognizing it.
There was a noise and Piper spun around. "Rats!" Piper shrieked. A couple of huge, black rats ran along the dirty floor and into a hole in the wall.
"This is disgusting!" Phoebe said.
Prue stared in shock. "This..where are we? First we're about to kill a demon and now we are in a run down P3, very much unlike we left it!" Prue said, her voice still had a shocked tone.
There was another noise and this time the four sisters spun around in unison, Piper and Prue with their hands already raised. But this time four young girls stood in the doorway.
"Who are you?!" Piper said, a clear warning in her voice.
One of the girls held up a flashlight and the room became slightly more illuminated. The girl who looked slightly taller than the rest stepped forward. The girl's eyes were a deep brown and her hair was very deep brown as well. Her hair looked black but when the light hit her hair just right, you could tell that it was a deep, rich brown. Her skin was pale, but not like Paige, you could tell that the girl had a slight tan. "I think you already know me." The girl said.
"I suggest that you refresh our memories, before we feel the need to blow you to smitherines." Piper said.
The girl laughed. "First of all, you can't blow us up. Maybe, send us flying backwards. If you were fast enough." The girl said. Her voice was calm and sounded a lot like a melody.
"I'll say this again. Who are you?" Prue asked.
The girl smiled and then brushed her hands across her deep purple mini skirt, to smooth out the wrinkles. The the girl lifted her hand and grasped a strand of her long, wavy brown hair. The violet bell sleeve of her peasent top slid down her arm as she twirled her loose strand of hair. The girl's eyes had a light violet eye shadow on them and her lips had a deep pink, shimmering lipstick covering them. The girl's nails looked newly manicured. They were deep purple and then a odd, glittering symbol shown from the center of each nail. The girl was too far away, in the dim light, to see what the symbol was. The girl took a few more steps forward. Her deep purple, velvet heels made a clicking noise on the floor, with each step she took. She finally stopped, about 3 feet away from the Charmed Ones. The girl held out her hand. The silver symbol on her nails was clear now, the Triquetra! "Hello, I'm Pearlinda Melody Belland. But everyone calls me Pearl." The girl's voice rang through the air. TO BE CONTINUED....