A/N: Flame me if you will but if you don't like the story I don't see why you're wasting your time reading it and reviewing it. If you don't like it, don't read it! There's an idea!
Chapter 1
Paige Mattews ran past a pedestrian and across the street. An energy ball hit a mailbox inches from her face sending metal and a lot of paper cascading everywhere. It kept her out of the demons sight for a moment. She darted up the stairs, through the doors of Halliwell Manor and slammed the door shut.
Piper is so gonna kill me. How many times did she remind me this week to be home by four o'clock for the plummer? Not that is the least of my problems right now...
She turned and locked the door just as the demon hit the door with an energy ball. One of the glass panels fell out of the door. His hideous black and red face sneered at her through the hole. He turned the doorknob but found he couldn't open the door. He roared in anger and hit the door with another energy ball.
It's a good thing I put that charm on the door last week, thought Paige.
'Paige!'
Paige grimaced as her older half-sister Piper stormed out of the kitchen and walked towards Paige, looking as if her day couldn't get any worse.
Yup. She's gonna kill me.
She stopped in front of Paige and stared at her with her arms crossed, waiting for an answer. When Paige didn't say anything, she decided to ask the obvious question.
'Where were you when the plummer came? I had booked him over a week ago and I reminded you every morning. "Paige, remember to be home by four o'clock today for the plummer." But where you here? No. Now I got to re-schedule thanks to you.'
Paige winced.
'I'm sorry Piper. The thing is, you know my new boyfriend, Patrick?'
'Yes?'
'Well, we were making out in a back alley and then he turned out to be this really ugly demon who's trying to get through our front door and kill us.'
As if to support Paige's story, he hit the front door with another energy ball and another glass panel fell out of the door.
'Great', muttered Piper.
'Hey Piper! Where are you? You supposed to be making me black bread!'
Paige's other older half-sister Phoebe walked out of the kitchen.
'Hey Paige. What's up?'
'Paige brought a demon home', answered Piper
'Paige', said Phoebe as if she were talking to a child, 'what have we told you about bringing demons home?'
'Hey! At least I've never slept with one Phoebe!'
Piper starred at Paige.
'Now just one min...'
GRRRRRRR!
The door swung open and in stepped the demon holding a hairpin.
Piper groaned
'Crap.'
'Damn', said Phoebe, 'demons just keep getting smarter and smarter. Now they can pick locks!'
The demon took a step forward, his rank smell filling the house causing them to choke.
'Any spells come to mind?' coughed Piper
Nobody answered either because they couldn't think of a spell or because the smell was too much for them.
The demon began to speak in a weird tongue. It filled the sisters with a cold dread. The sunshine outside seemed to dim as he spoke.
'What's he doing?' choked out Phoebe.
Paige clasped her hand over her mouth to try and stifle the smell.
'I think we're about to find out.'
Suddenly a thought struck Piper. But it couldn't be true. It couldn't be real...
Could it?
A vortex opened up behind the sisters. Red, orange and yellow light swirled around and around. Paige stumbled backwards in her high healed shoes. It was pulling them in!
The demon grinned.
'Have fun.'
The tree sisters flew backwards into the vortex. The three sisters felt something change. It wasn't the temperature or their feelings or the blur of colours they saw, but something changed.
They were headed toward an opening. Faster and faster they flew so when they came out of the opening, they were still flying until gravity took hold. As soon as they hit the ground, one bow, seven swords and an ax surrounded them.
One of the men stepped forward, his sword still pointed at Piper. He was tanned, lean and had a strong build. His slightly curled hair fell to his shoulders and his eyes were ice blue.
His eyes are just like Prue's used to be, thought Phoebe
Piper eyes widened in shock. No. It can't be him. No, no ,no...
The man looked at Phoebe, then Paige and finally rested on Piper. His sword rested just under her throat.
'Who are you?'
