Chapter Four
Distortion
Leo looked out over the water. The bridge was always his favorite place to think until the girls needed him. The peace was essential. The air around him suddenly began to crackle and burn. A rip in the air cut into his field of vision. A woman stepped out of it. A dark cloak covered her face and body. "You must be—"
"Ariella Vostefa, but you already knew that already." She pushed the hood off of her head. He noticed her eyes were green before she looked away.
"I know who you are," he said taking a seat on the bridge.
"Of course you do or your Elders do. They know too much." She knelt down and grabbed Leo by the throat. "Don't move, don't breathe. Orb away and there is no measure of how fast I will find you or how painful I will make your death," she hissed into his face. "I don't want you to interfere. I've worked too hard and have sacrificed so much—"
"Like you sacrificed Katerina and Saraset?" She squeezed his throat until his eyes watered.
"You don't know what you're doing." He coughed and she released him pushing him face down on the bridge.
"You're wrong. I'm protecting the world." Her eyes flashed a dangerous red. When she spoke again her voice was deeper and laced with venom.
"If you interfere again, you will be putting the universe in peril. The Charmed Ones are an error I must right." She smiled at his startled expression. "The sands of time have already begun to fall against you, whitelighter. Warn them if you dare but not even the gods can stand in my way and live. The end of the Charmed Three is in my grasp. I will see the Halliwell line fall. I will not rest until my will be done. Interfere again whitelighter and you will pray for death." The air around her exploded into dark lightning. She laughed a sound devoid of human emotion, a sound that made Leo cringe. She vanished in a burst of the black light leaving a trail of smoke. Leo rubbed his raw throat and immediately decided he had to warn the girls. To him, his life was forfeit. As he moved to step off the bridge he looked down to see a single white rose. He bent down to pick it up; it withered at his touch and crumbled to dust. He heard Ariella's laughter on the wind. It was real this time. He grabbed the rail to steady himself. The girls needed to know. He had to warn them and he believed he it was the most important thing he could do, even if he had to fight the underworld to get there.
Distortion
Leo looked out over the water. The bridge was always his favorite place to think until the girls needed him. The peace was essential. The air around him suddenly began to crackle and burn. A rip in the air cut into his field of vision. A woman stepped out of it. A dark cloak covered her face and body. "You must be—"
"Ariella Vostefa, but you already knew that already." She pushed the hood off of her head. He noticed her eyes were green before she looked away.
"I know who you are," he said taking a seat on the bridge.
"Of course you do or your Elders do. They know too much." She knelt down and grabbed Leo by the throat. "Don't move, don't breathe. Orb away and there is no measure of how fast I will find you or how painful I will make your death," she hissed into his face. "I don't want you to interfere. I've worked too hard and have sacrificed so much—"
"Like you sacrificed Katerina and Saraset?" She squeezed his throat until his eyes watered.
"You don't know what you're doing." He coughed and she released him pushing him face down on the bridge.
"You're wrong. I'm protecting the world." Her eyes flashed a dangerous red. When she spoke again her voice was deeper and laced with venom.
"If you interfere again, you will be putting the universe in peril. The Charmed Ones are an error I must right." She smiled at his startled expression. "The sands of time have already begun to fall against you, whitelighter. Warn them if you dare but not even the gods can stand in my way and live. The end of the Charmed Three is in my grasp. I will see the Halliwell line fall. I will not rest until my will be done. Interfere again whitelighter and you will pray for death." The air around her exploded into dark lightning. She laughed a sound devoid of human emotion, a sound that made Leo cringe. She vanished in a burst of the black light leaving a trail of smoke. Leo rubbed his raw throat and immediately decided he had to warn the girls. To him, his life was forfeit. As he moved to step off the bridge he looked down to see a single white rose. He bent down to pick it up; it withered at his touch and crumbled to dust. He heard Ariella's laughter on the wind. It was real this time. He grabbed the rail to steady himself. The girls needed to know. He had to warn them and he believed he it was the most important thing he could do, even if he had to fight the underworld to get there.