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I may be weak, but I am not a coward. I burst all my hate and fear in to my attack. I punched it with all my might, and all the love for the ones I lost. I kicked it with the shear of revenge, and the torture it put me through.

It fell to the ground, and was gushing with blood. The room fell silent, with only deep breathes being heard. I wanted to hurt it more, but the gaze from the Halliwells and the man were strong and timid.

Phoebe was the first to speak, "Everyone OK?" Her voice echoed in my ears. I didn't know how to answer. What would I say?

"I'm fine Pheebs," Piper answered casually.

"Same here," Paige added with the same tone as Piper.

"What do we do now?" the man questioned. His voice comforted me. It was so strong, yet so gentle.

"Leo, you're the whitelighter, you tell us," Phoebe exclaimed impatiently. Leo was his name? But Leo and Piper were my parents?

I spun around in a flash of an eye. They all gazed at me, with powerful, strong eyes. It was the first time I concentrated hard on Leo. He was tall with shinny-highlighted hair. He had his arms around Piper. And instantly I knew who they were.

I didn't if I could say it. What if they didn't remember me? What if I was wrong? Questions scrabbled my brain. And I was frozen of shook, yet excitement.

Then the creature grabbed my ankle and pulled me to the ground. I rolled over so I was now facing it. I pulled up my hands, and flicked them. Then blood, and guts flew everywhere. And revenge filled the air.

The four adults were racing towards me. Piper grabbed me, and ran from the result. I felt dizzy, and my head was spinning. I feel sleepy. I think I need to sleep.

I was startled to hear the chipping of birds, and being able to see sunlight. I opened my eyes, and saw a different and strange room. It was filled with light and heat.

This room looked oddly familiar. As if I have been here. I then instantly remembered last night.

"Mommy?" a young girl screeched running down a stairway behind me. She sounded as if she was about 5. She also sounded scared, but snotty.

"Patricia, hold on," Piper's voice chimed in. It was so odd to think that she may be my mother. But wait, she has a daughter. She didn't give her up. What about me? "By the way honey, be quiet!"

"Why?" Patricia bellowed back. "I don't want to be quiet."



Then she grabbed a remote on the table behind me and clicked on the TV. She then came around the counter, and stared at me. She then screamed so loud she shook the house. Or at lest felt like, it to me.

Piper dashed in and looked puzzled at first, but than smiled. Patricia looked at Piper's face in confusion. I didn't like Patricia, I didn't.

"Honey, this is Parker," Piper informed Patricia smiling. Patricia looked at me in a questioning gaze. "Parker, this is Patricia."

"Piper, can I ask you a question about last night?" I asked Piper hopefully. I wanted to know how those odd things happened. I also wanted to know who Piper and Leo were to me.

"Sure Parker," Piper answered. She looked a little doubtful when she said that though. "Sweetie, go eat breakfast."

K, mommy," Patricia squeaked. She sounded somewhat like Missy. Why did I have to remember that? Patricia then left the room, and went in to the kitchen?

"Parker, Patricia doesn't know about stuff that happened like last night," Piper whispered in a low voice. She looked at me with eyes that were full of sorrow and grief. "So, don't speak about it around Patricia. OK?"

"Fine. What was it all the "magical stuff?" It doesn't make sense,"

"Magic, it was magic,"

"I have a important question, are you my mom?" I asked her with the most trusting and desperate eyes. I didn't think she would answer, but I hope she would. And I hope the answer would be a yes, from both, Piper and Leo.

The room was completely quiet. I could hear no sound, not even from the songs from the birds. Our mouths were silent. The breathing died down. Nothing could be heard not even the thoughts in my head.

Piper's face was pale and blank. There was no color in it. If I weren't so determined to find the answer, I would have tried to comfort her. I needed to know the answer. I needed to know the truth.

"Piper?' I asked with a questioning gaze. I wanted to hear what she had to say. I needed to. "Please, answer me. Please"