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That night passed rather abruptly. There was still no proper plan yet of how to get Prue back, and Paige herself had tried to find anything in the book of shadows that would help, but everything proved blank. She decided that it was more important to find Prue than question her mother about her father, a whitelighter, called Sam. That's all she knew, but she needed more knowledge. She wanted to know everything. She was a half-sister to Prue, Piper and Phoebe, and would that have an effect on her power? She was very confused but just focussed on the task at hand; at least it proved as an escape from having to face what she would end up knowing.
Phoebe was dumbfounded. She and her sisters had found out that Prue was their sister, got her to the manor, but lost her again. Why was she taken again, and not a different sister? Was there something about Prue that appealed to the realm of evil and no one else knew about? Or was it just pure chance that Prue was taken?
Piper didn't know how she felt. All her emotions were jumbled up, come cloaked behind others, then dominant feelings pounding through her blood. She was angry that Prue had been taken again, yet sad as well because it had seemed so perfect when they had all been in the manor. She was mad with Patty and Penny, because they had let evil win, and neither had a clue about what to do. She felt separated from Phoebe and Paige because yes they were Prue's sisters as well, but she was Prue's twin. She felt a special connection will all three sisters but it was more unique with Prue. But then again she felt close to Phoebe and Paige because the three of them had to deal with having another sister, something which would bring all four girls together hopefully. Piper was irritated, she felt like doing something right now, this very second, just something to bring Prue back and get everything to what it should be. But she couldn't. What would she alone be able to do and accomplish? Nothing. She felt useless, time was ticking by. The more time Prue was captive in the presence of demons, the closer the moment got to when she would be lost. Lost to evil. Why did this have to happen? Had they done something for this situation to occur?
Prue wasn't sure whether to believe Isis' words about her being evil. Too much drama was happening in her life at once that she felt too vulnerable to even be a part of what was going on. Everything was just sliding past and her life was twisting and turning down different paths all the time. Changing constantly, like a rollercoaster. There were ups, and downs, and endless spirals of utter confusion. Life itself didn't feel the same anymore; it didn't have the same meaning to her. She felt like an old oak tree, in its last 300 years of life from a total of 900 watching the world and everything that happened and the choices made. Standing in the background, oblivious to threats and joys, but slowly disintegrating until the last leaf fell to the floor, a simple statement of death. Was that what was going to happen to her? It would be a simple life, pulled and guided by people, all she had to do was stand and observe. No, that wasn't what she wanted; she wanted adventure, love, trials and triumphs, what life is. But how could that be possible now? Maybe Isis could help her become this person who he said she is. Perhaps that was the direction her journey, her life was supposed to go. But how would she know?
The morning came; the sunrise seemed like a symbol for new things to come. New knowledge would be gained from the three sisters who were together as they searched deeper into the part of their lives that consisted of magic. They would need to learn about their powers to help in the search for their other sister. And new strength would have to be sought to get through the problems that will arise. Prue would stumble across new experiences and people, feeding more and more on evil and moving away from good. She would become a new person if she dropped in deeper and all that she did and thought was influenced by demons and warlocks.
Prue awoke to movement in her room. Isis was removing items from their places and stuffing them into packs. He worked fast and rushed and didn't see that Prue was awake.
"What are you doing?" Prue lightly asked stepping out of the bed and onto the carpeted floor.
"Like I told you last night, we have somewhere to be very soon and today I hope to make a start on our little trip so I'm getting supplies together."
"Where are we going?"
"That's not for you to know at this present time, even if I told you it wouldn't mean anything to you. Now get dressed, we have to get going in a few minutes."
Prue looked down at her jeans and t-shirt that she had worn the day before and then slept in during the night. "What am I supposed to change into?"
"Isis rubbed his chin in thought as he looked her up and down. "I know the perfect thing; it was made especially for you." He peered into a closet and pulled out a white dress, of a simple cut but nevertheless beautiful. He certainly seemed to like pale colours.
"I can't wear that!"
"Why not?"
"It's just too.I don't know. But it's for someone special to wear, not for me. I wouldn't feel right wearing something so magnificent."
"You are a special person Prue, I would be gratefully honoured if you wore it, and it would mean a lot to me."
"But I'm going to stand out above everyone else," she said taking the silky smooth dress into her hands.
"What's wrong with that? Now hurry up."
Piper walked through the hallway of her school in the morning. She felt sick with dread because she had to find a way to explain why Prue was there, and she wasn't a very good liar. She could tell Andy the truth of course, but what about everyone else? Just as expected Andy came straight up to her.
"Hey, where's Prue?"
"She's not here."
"Ah ha." Piper realised that this was rather obvious and he wanted her to continue.
"Um, we don't really know when she's going to be back." He looked blank, trying to make sense out of her words. "She was taken this morning."
"Taken? What do you mean?"
Piper lowered her voice. "By warlocks."
Andy was completely stunned. "Is she alright? What will happen to her?"
"I don't know. We're still trying to find a way to rescue her."
"Where's she been taken to?"
"The Underworld, where all evil dwells."
Some students walked past and looked at Piper and Andy strangely, finding what they were talking about weird and some kind of fantasy game thing.
"What if she gets hurt?"
"I don't know, we just have to pray that she'll take care of herself."
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Not really, as this involves magic, but you could help convince people that Prue's ill or something, to explain her absence."
"That won't be hard. I just hope that Prue comes back soon, who knows what will happen to her." He walked off to his locker.
Piper resented Grams for not letting her stay at home. School seemed like a waste of time and she didn't know how to face everyone. At least Phoebe seemed ok; she was blending in with her friends as usual.
Paige was still at the manor with Grams and her mother; she guessed that her school bus was late. This was lucky because she was running late as well. She ran into the bathroom frantically trying to find her hair brush.
"Paige you're going to miss the bus!" Grams yelled from downstairs.
"I won't." She could hear Penny and Patty talking downstairs about something, it wasn't too clear but she did hear "she's been awfully quiet this morning, when are you going to talk to her?" She knew it was about her. She had been trying to avoid both of them.
She quickly ran Piper's brush through her hair, unable to find her own. "Piper won't mind."
Then something inside told her to go to the attic. She had no idea what it was but she did know that it was strong. It was almost physically pulling her there. She dropped her back on the floor and went up the final steps leading to the attic.
She went quietly but quickly. The door was open; it had no need to be closed anymore. She saw someone moving around in there. Looking through the book of shadows which was standing on the podium.
Demon, was what came into her head first. What was she supposed to do though if it was?
She continued to stand behind the doorway watching whoever it was. He looked like a human, maybe it was a burglar. But how would he get up here?
She heard her bus outside the house and Grams shouted something. Then he noticed her and angrily scowled at her then with a gesture of his hand she saw fire coming towards her. There was no time to think.
Prue had reluctantly changed into the dress after Isis had disappeared somewhere. He had told her to wait in her room until he returned. She smoothed out the creases in the dress. She didn't feel like a sixteen year old anymore. She felt like someone important someone with power. Was that possible just from a dress?
Something was nagging at her in the back of her mind. Telling her that something was wrong, but nothing seemed wrong. The only thing that did feel peculiar was that she felt like someone else, something had changed. Normally in a place where she had never been before, and stolen to get there would cause her guard to rise. But she was relaxed; there wasn't anything to worry about. Isis wouldn't let anything happen to her.
She sat down in a chair. What she had noticed so far was that there were no windows anywhere. But that would make sense if she was in the underworld.
Prue did feel a pang in her heart. She wondered about Andy, would she see him again? He would probably go out with someone else while she wasn't there. She didn't need him; he was just a boy who didn't care about her, not like Isis did. Andy was a waste of thought and feeling, why did she need to care about him? Anger flared up inside her. He wouldn't care that she was gone, and what she would go through. He would see it as a chance to hook up with someone else. She couldn't believe he would betray her.
Then Prue stopped. Something definitely wasn't right here. All those thoughts about Andy were wrong; she didn't feel like that about him, she loved him. What was happening? Where were these thoughts coming from? It was like someone wanted her to forget about Andy.
Paige put up her arms in protection even though they wouldn't do much, but when she expected to feel the fire make contact with her skin nothing came. She felt herself move, but then come straight back to the place she had been standing. She opened her eyes, he was still standing there, but behind her the whole doorway had a scorch mark around it. She had orbed.
"Paige get down here right now!"
Paige ignored Grams, keeping her attention to who had just tried to hurt her.
"That's a nice power you've got there, very smart."
"What have you done with Prue?" She spoke before she even thought what she was saying,
He smirked. "Are you sure it was me who took her?"
"You must know something because you've just proved to me that you know she's gone."
"Well I've got to go, nice chatting with you."
"No, you tell me right now where Prue is," she demanded.
"I thought you already knew; right now she's in the underworld, but she won't be there for long. Why don't you try orbing there and see for yourself?"
Then he disappeared.
Paige let out a deep breath in frustration.
Then Grams came up behind her, holding her school bag. "What are you doing up here? You've just missed the bus!" Then she sniffed the doorway. "What's burning?"
"That would be the doorway," Paige snatched her bag from Grams and walked off.
Downstairs it wasn't any better. Patty asked her what she had been doing and it wasn't long before Grams came downstairs looking worried.
"What made that burn mark?" Both adults looked at Paige.
"This man, I'm not sure if he was a demon."
"What was he trying to do?"
"He was looking through the book of shadows and then he saw me. But I guess I orbed when the fire came because it felt like I left the room but then immediately came back."
"Did he say anything?"
"Yeah, but not much. He knows where Prue is."
Patty and Penny shared a brief glance.
"How do you know that?"
"Because he said that she's in the underworld."
"Was that all he said."
"No, he also said that she isn't going to be there for long. What do you think that means?"
Silence.
Paige waited, inside she felt really worried about Prue but she didn't want to show that to Grams and her mom because she felt like they had been disloyal to her. No she didn't feel that they had, they had been disloyal and dishonest to her.
"Well?"
"It could mean a number of things Paige."
"Including that she might not be there for much longer because she'll be dead." She struggled to keep her voice from breaking but she wanted to say it just to hurt the both of them. Her mother had kept a secret from her, and Grams should have realised it.
"Paige!" Patty sternly said.
"But it's true though! Who says that they didn't take her to kill her? Why wouldn't they want to kill her? Then they would have eliminated the power of four."
"They would want her power, so they wouldn't kill her."
"You don't know that they might steal her power then kill her."
"It's also possible that they are going to take her somewhere else."
"We won't know either way," Paige slung her bag onto her back and stormed out of the house.
"Where are you going?" Grams called after her.
"To school." Even though she wasn't really going to. The morning sun burned her eyes as she walked down Prescott Street.
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That night passed rather abruptly. There was still no proper plan yet of how to get Prue back, and Paige herself had tried to find anything in the book of shadows that would help, but everything proved blank. She decided that it was more important to find Prue than question her mother about her father, a whitelighter, called Sam. That's all she knew, but she needed more knowledge. She wanted to know everything. She was a half-sister to Prue, Piper and Phoebe, and would that have an effect on her power? She was very confused but just focussed on the task at hand; at least it proved as an escape from having to face what she would end up knowing.
Phoebe was dumbfounded. She and her sisters had found out that Prue was their sister, got her to the manor, but lost her again. Why was she taken again, and not a different sister? Was there something about Prue that appealed to the realm of evil and no one else knew about? Or was it just pure chance that Prue was taken?
Piper didn't know how she felt. All her emotions were jumbled up, come cloaked behind others, then dominant feelings pounding through her blood. She was angry that Prue had been taken again, yet sad as well because it had seemed so perfect when they had all been in the manor. She was mad with Patty and Penny, because they had let evil win, and neither had a clue about what to do. She felt separated from Phoebe and Paige because yes they were Prue's sisters as well, but she was Prue's twin. She felt a special connection will all three sisters but it was more unique with Prue. But then again she felt close to Phoebe and Paige because the three of them had to deal with having another sister, something which would bring all four girls together hopefully. Piper was irritated, she felt like doing something right now, this very second, just something to bring Prue back and get everything to what it should be. But she couldn't. What would she alone be able to do and accomplish? Nothing. She felt useless, time was ticking by. The more time Prue was captive in the presence of demons, the closer the moment got to when she would be lost. Lost to evil. Why did this have to happen? Had they done something for this situation to occur?
Prue wasn't sure whether to believe Isis' words about her being evil. Too much drama was happening in her life at once that she felt too vulnerable to even be a part of what was going on. Everything was just sliding past and her life was twisting and turning down different paths all the time. Changing constantly, like a rollercoaster. There were ups, and downs, and endless spirals of utter confusion. Life itself didn't feel the same anymore; it didn't have the same meaning to her. She felt like an old oak tree, in its last 300 years of life from a total of 900 watching the world and everything that happened and the choices made. Standing in the background, oblivious to threats and joys, but slowly disintegrating until the last leaf fell to the floor, a simple statement of death. Was that what was going to happen to her? It would be a simple life, pulled and guided by people, all she had to do was stand and observe. No, that wasn't what she wanted; she wanted adventure, love, trials and triumphs, what life is. But how could that be possible now? Maybe Isis could help her become this person who he said she is. Perhaps that was the direction her journey, her life was supposed to go. But how would she know?
The morning came; the sunrise seemed like a symbol for new things to come. New knowledge would be gained from the three sisters who were together as they searched deeper into the part of their lives that consisted of magic. They would need to learn about their powers to help in the search for their other sister. And new strength would have to be sought to get through the problems that will arise. Prue would stumble across new experiences and people, feeding more and more on evil and moving away from good. She would become a new person if she dropped in deeper and all that she did and thought was influenced by demons and warlocks.
Prue awoke to movement in her room. Isis was removing items from their places and stuffing them into packs. He worked fast and rushed and didn't see that Prue was awake.
"What are you doing?" Prue lightly asked stepping out of the bed and onto the carpeted floor.
"Like I told you last night, we have somewhere to be very soon and today I hope to make a start on our little trip so I'm getting supplies together."
"Where are we going?"
"That's not for you to know at this present time, even if I told you it wouldn't mean anything to you. Now get dressed, we have to get going in a few minutes."
Prue looked down at her jeans and t-shirt that she had worn the day before and then slept in during the night. "What am I supposed to change into?"
"Isis rubbed his chin in thought as he looked her up and down. "I know the perfect thing; it was made especially for you." He peered into a closet and pulled out a white dress, of a simple cut but nevertheless beautiful. He certainly seemed to like pale colours.
"I can't wear that!"
"Why not?"
"It's just too.I don't know. But it's for someone special to wear, not for me. I wouldn't feel right wearing something so magnificent."
"You are a special person Prue, I would be gratefully honoured if you wore it, and it would mean a lot to me."
"But I'm going to stand out above everyone else," she said taking the silky smooth dress into her hands.
"What's wrong with that? Now hurry up."
Piper walked through the hallway of her school in the morning. She felt sick with dread because she had to find a way to explain why Prue was there, and she wasn't a very good liar. She could tell Andy the truth of course, but what about everyone else? Just as expected Andy came straight up to her.
"Hey, where's Prue?"
"She's not here."
"Ah ha." Piper realised that this was rather obvious and he wanted her to continue.
"Um, we don't really know when she's going to be back." He looked blank, trying to make sense out of her words. "She was taken this morning."
"Taken? What do you mean?"
Piper lowered her voice. "By warlocks."
Andy was completely stunned. "Is she alright? What will happen to her?"
"I don't know. We're still trying to find a way to rescue her."
"Where's she been taken to?"
"The Underworld, where all evil dwells."
Some students walked past and looked at Piper and Andy strangely, finding what they were talking about weird and some kind of fantasy game thing.
"What if she gets hurt?"
"I don't know, we just have to pray that she'll take care of herself."
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Not really, as this involves magic, but you could help convince people that Prue's ill or something, to explain her absence."
"That won't be hard. I just hope that Prue comes back soon, who knows what will happen to her." He walked off to his locker.
Piper resented Grams for not letting her stay at home. School seemed like a waste of time and she didn't know how to face everyone. At least Phoebe seemed ok; she was blending in with her friends as usual.
Paige was still at the manor with Grams and her mother; she guessed that her school bus was late. This was lucky because she was running late as well. She ran into the bathroom frantically trying to find her hair brush.
"Paige you're going to miss the bus!" Grams yelled from downstairs.
"I won't." She could hear Penny and Patty talking downstairs about something, it wasn't too clear but she did hear "she's been awfully quiet this morning, when are you going to talk to her?" She knew it was about her. She had been trying to avoid both of them.
She quickly ran Piper's brush through her hair, unable to find her own. "Piper won't mind."
Then something inside told her to go to the attic. She had no idea what it was but she did know that it was strong. It was almost physically pulling her there. She dropped her back on the floor and went up the final steps leading to the attic.
She went quietly but quickly. The door was open; it had no need to be closed anymore. She saw someone moving around in there. Looking through the book of shadows which was standing on the podium.
Demon, was what came into her head first. What was she supposed to do though if it was?
She continued to stand behind the doorway watching whoever it was. He looked like a human, maybe it was a burglar. But how would he get up here?
She heard her bus outside the house and Grams shouted something. Then he noticed her and angrily scowled at her then with a gesture of his hand she saw fire coming towards her. There was no time to think.
Prue had reluctantly changed into the dress after Isis had disappeared somewhere. He had told her to wait in her room until he returned. She smoothed out the creases in the dress. She didn't feel like a sixteen year old anymore. She felt like someone important someone with power. Was that possible just from a dress?
Something was nagging at her in the back of her mind. Telling her that something was wrong, but nothing seemed wrong. The only thing that did feel peculiar was that she felt like someone else, something had changed. Normally in a place where she had never been before, and stolen to get there would cause her guard to rise. But she was relaxed; there wasn't anything to worry about. Isis wouldn't let anything happen to her.
She sat down in a chair. What she had noticed so far was that there were no windows anywhere. But that would make sense if she was in the underworld.
Prue did feel a pang in her heart. She wondered about Andy, would she see him again? He would probably go out with someone else while she wasn't there. She didn't need him; he was just a boy who didn't care about her, not like Isis did. Andy was a waste of thought and feeling, why did she need to care about him? Anger flared up inside her. He wouldn't care that she was gone, and what she would go through. He would see it as a chance to hook up with someone else. She couldn't believe he would betray her.
Then Prue stopped. Something definitely wasn't right here. All those thoughts about Andy were wrong; she didn't feel like that about him, she loved him. What was happening? Where were these thoughts coming from? It was like someone wanted her to forget about Andy.
Paige put up her arms in protection even though they wouldn't do much, but when she expected to feel the fire make contact with her skin nothing came. She felt herself move, but then come straight back to the place she had been standing. She opened her eyes, he was still standing there, but behind her the whole doorway had a scorch mark around it. She had orbed.
"Paige get down here right now!"
Paige ignored Grams, keeping her attention to who had just tried to hurt her.
"That's a nice power you've got there, very smart."
"What have you done with Prue?" She spoke before she even thought what she was saying,
He smirked. "Are you sure it was me who took her?"
"You must know something because you've just proved to me that you know she's gone."
"Well I've got to go, nice chatting with you."
"No, you tell me right now where Prue is," she demanded.
"I thought you already knew; right now she's in the underworld, but she won't be there for long. Why don't you try orbing there and see for yourself?"
Then he disappeared.
Paige let out a deep breath in frustration.
Then Grams came up behind her, holding her school bag. "What are you doing up here? You've just missed the bus!" Then she sniffed the doorway. "What's burning?"
"That would be the doorway," Paige snatched her bag from Grams and walked off.
Downstairs it wasn't any better. Patty asked her what she had been doing and it wasn't long before Grams came downstairs looking worried.
"What made that burn mark?" Both adults looked at Paige.
"This man, I'm not sure if he was a demon."
"What was he trying to do?"
"He was looking through the book of shadows and then he saw me. But I guess I orbed when the fire came because it felt like I left the room but then immediately came back."
"Did he say anything?"
"Yeah, but not much. He knows where Prue is."
Patty and Penny shared a brief glance.
"How do you know that?"
"Because he said that she's in the underworld."
"Was that all he said."
"No, he also said that she isn't going to be there for long. What do you think that means?"
Silence.
Paige waited, inside she felt really worried about Prue but she didn't want to show that to Grams and her mom because she felt like they had been disloyal to her. No she didn't feel that they had, they had been disloyal and dishonest to her.
"Well?"
"It could mean a number of things Paige."
"Including that she might not be there for much longer because she'll be dead." She struggled to keep her voice from breaking but she wanted to say it just to hurt the both of them. Her mother had kept a secret from her, and Grams should have realised it.
"Paige!" Patty sternly said.
"But it's true though! Who says that they didn't take her to kill her? Why wouldn't they want to kill her? Then they would have eliminated the power of four."
"They would want her power, so they wouldn't kill her."
"You don't know that they might steal her power then kill her."
"It's also possible that they are going to take her somewhere else."
"We won't know either way," Paige slung her bag onto her back and stormed out of the house.
"Where are you going?" Grams called after her.
"To school." Even though she wasn't really going to. The morning sun burned her eyes as she walked down Prescott Street.