Part Eleven.
Paige looked around her in bewilderment. She recognized where she was, but didn't quite figure out how she had gotten there. She knew that she had orbed, just to get away from the murderer that was her nephew, but how she had managed to get access to Elder land was beyond her.
"Miss Matthews." An Elder came up to her, his face filled with a mixture of sympathy and sadness.
She wiped her wet face, feeling the tears well up again. "Uh - yeah."
"We know."
Anger began to bubble up inside of Paige. "You mean you knew that he was possessed? Why the hell didn't you do something? Get us out of there? Do you know what you did? It's your fault they're dead! My sisters - dead! And all because of your stupid rules. Your rules that's caused Piper too much heartache. Your rules that have destroyed our lives."
"We couldn't stop him." The Elder began, but Paige cut him off, her heart screaming in anguish.
"Then what the hell good are you? You're the bosses of the supernatural world, you say you're the good guys, but how can you be? You're supposed to protect the Charmed Ones. We should be the bosses. We're way more powerful than you."
"Exactly." The Elder interrupted. "You say that you are - and you couldn't defeat the demon that possessed Wyatt."
Paige paused for breath, and her eyes widened in realization. There was nothing they could have done. That had been their fate - to die. That had been all they were destined to do.
Die. Die. Die. The word echoed for hours in her brain. She turned away from the Elder and began to walk away, swimming in depths of sorrow.
"We'll be watching over you, Paige." The Elder called after her. "I know that we can't defeat him, but we'll warn you if he's coming."
She turned, slowly. "That's what's happening? I'm just - just going to run? For the rest of my life?"
He shrugged. "I honestly - I honestly don't know. We've never come across anything like this before. Even the Source - even the Source wasn't as powerful, and now that he has your powers - who knows what he'll do."
Paige sat down heavily and buried her face in her heads, her body wracked with sobs. Her sisters and her brother-in-law were dead, and for the rest of her life, which could be years, she would be running from a child.
What's the use? Why should you run? You're going to die anyway, someday. Just get it over with.
A voice inside her head said. She shook her head, hard. The truth was, she was terrified of dying. She had no idea where her sisters were now, and the thought that they could be in a hell scared her witless.
You're all alone. There's no one for you anymore. Now you'll learn what loneliness is like.
Paige looked around her in bewilderment. She recognized where she was, but didn't quite figure out how she had gotten there. She knew that she had orbed, just to get away from the murderer that was her nephew, but how she had managed to get access to Elder land was beyond her.
"Miss Matthews." An Elder came up to her, his face filled with a mixture of sympathy and sadness.
She wiped her wet face, feeling the tears well up again. "Uh - yeah."
"We know."
Anger began to bubble up inside of Paige. "You mean you knew that he was possessed? Why the hell didn't you do something? Get us out of there? Do you know what you did? It's your fault they're dead! My sisters - dead! And all because of your stupid rules. Your rules that's caused Piper too much heartache. Your rules that have destroyed our lives."
"We couldn't stop him." The Elder began, but Paige cut him off, her heart screaming in anguish.
"Then what the hell good are you? You're the bosses of the supernatural world, you say you're the good guys, but how can you be? You're supposed to protect the Charmed Ones. We should be the bosses. We're way more powerful than you."
"Exactly." The Elder interrupted. "You say that you are - and you couldn't defeat the demon that possessed Wyatt."
Paige paused for breath, and her eyes widened in realization. There was nothing they could have done. That had been their fate - to die. That had been all they were destined to do.
Die. Die. Die. The word echoed for hours in her brain. She turned away from the Elder and began to walk away, swimming in depths of sorrow.
"We'll be watching over you, Paige." The Elder called after her. "I know that we can't defeat him, but we'll warn you if he's coming."
She turned, slowly. "That's what's happening? I'm just - just going to run? For the rest of my life?"
He shrugged. "I honestly - I honestly don't know. We've never come across anything like this before. Even the Source - even the Source wasn't as powerful, and now that he has your powers - who knows what he'll do."
Paige sat down heavily and buried her face in her heads, her body wracked with sobs. Her sisters and her brother-in-law were dead, and for the rest of her life, which could be years, she would be running from a child.
What's the use? Why should you run? You're going to die anyway, someday. Just get it over with.
A voice inside her head said. She shook her head, hard. The truth was, she was terrified of dying. She had no idea where her sisters were now, and the thought that they could be in a hell scared her witless.
You're all alone. There's no one for you anymore. Now you'll learn what loneliness is like.