Hi again, sorry I update so seldomly. I'm just lazy, but it's finally here.
I'm taking way too long with this, but oh well. Thanks to Rory Summers for
telling me that my guess on Chris' eyes was wrong. But that's okay 'cause I
like brown eyes. They're adorable and they remind me of chocolate! Mmm,
endorphins!
Last weeks episode of Charmed made me soooooooo mad. Bianca was a slut (remember, this is just my opinion, I don't need flames) and Chris and Paige are meant to BE TOGETHER DAMN IT! (again, just my opinion) I might incorporate some of it, like Chris being a half-breed and Wyatt being evil. Speak of the devil, I thought they made Wyatt kind of hot in a rugged, buff, Chad Kroeger-ish sense. (again, this is just my opinion) Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, Chris, Paige, the Chad Kroeger-Wyatt, or even Chad, and I thankfully don't own Bianca.
Chapter 3: The Centaur Complex
"Well, is there any particular magical object you possess they could've wanted?" Piper inquired cautiously. This investigation was going nowhere. Standing protectively in front of her sisters, the looming centaur king was almost frightening the witch. However, fighting demons for almost six years had not gone by without providing a certain amount of bravado. Which was probably why Phoebe and Paige didn't completely appreciate her taking command, while balancing a baby on her hip. Wyatt cooed quietly and the king replied.
"We have no objects, no secrets, no atrocious mishaps to hide, until.." he paused and let his gaze sweep the dirt ground. From the waist down he was a great steed, his hair glossy and royal with feathered hooves of white. The rest of him was a sleek, largely muscled man with shoulder length black hair and a leather band around his temple to symbolize his rank. For all his strength and his regal state, sorrow would eternally flank him. He seemed to regain his voice. "Until we let our guard down for the hopes of peace, and were forevermore stained." So that explained the pointy spears directed at the Charmed Ones. Paige shifted uneasily on her feet. She got an odd vibe from the guards, who seemed to stare at her unblinkingly and Phoebe was too caught up in the vibe from the king to notice. She had to say something.
"No offense, your *majesty*, but we're the good guys." Paige offered. Phoebe jabbed her elbow into Paige's ribs and two guards stepped toward them menacingly. Paige seemed to shrink back as the king glared at her.
"We have suffered a great loss! I must see to it that no other father in my land need bury his only son!" he roared. Paige lowered her eyes respectfully. Today was not her day to bring out anybody's good side. She put an arm around Phoebe tenderly, who was nearly in tears from the king's sorrow. Wyatt clung to his mother fearfully and Piper hoisted him higher on her hip.
"King Mordya, as a parent, I can only imagine your tragedy." She said courteously. "But if we cooperate, we can bring your son's killer to justice. We give you our word." Mordya glowered at her for a moment as if trying to see how much resistance she had. /If I distort my vision, he looks kind of like to Rock/ Piper thought. He eventually seemed to relax in acceptance of her.
"The word of a witch, " he mused, giving the other two the same test as Piper. "Not much, if all I have is urgings that you are, 'the good guys'." He said, eyeing Paige. For a minute he studied her, not saying anything. Phoebe finally spoke up.
"If you don't mind, we'd like to go to the burial ceremony to pay our respects and maybe see if we meet anyone who might have had motives to allow the Darklighter in the village." The king gave her a questioning glance. "Well you said that they were well guarded and the most obvious answer to how he got in is that someone betrayed you." Mordya made a cross between and sigh and a scoff.
"My men are loyal to me. You may investigate as you wish, but remember you will have an escort to watch over you." Again, he glanced at Paige. He then turned to the door and two guards followed him. Wyatt giggled and held out his small toddler's hand, summoning a simple pendant made up of blue and white jewels from around the king's neck. Mordya stopped dead in his tracks just as Piper's heart froze. Quickly, her hand flew up and began to pry at the necklace.
" Honey," She coaxed nervously." Give the nice king his necklace back, or else mommy's gonna be screwed." Piper put on a fake smile, handling Wyatt's hand gently, fairly non-rewarded for efforts when he pulled it away again. Paige finally sent for it and handed it over to Mordya, while Wyatt began to whine.
"This was a gift from the Wanderer." Mordya said, almost venomously, the sound of his voice hard and cold. Paige stumbled back slightly, only to salvage her courage and step in front of Piper and the sobbing Wyatt. As if molding clay, Mordya's face changed into an ecstatic smile. "But it has been long since I enjoyed the antics of a young child." With that, he swept out of the hut. Paige released a breath of relief.
"Sounds like he hasn't enjoyed much of anything in a while." She observed sarcastically. Piper frowned.
"Well, you can't blame the guy, he just lost his son when he was trying to think about the good of his people." She said. Wyatt's crying finally stopped and he was toying with the amulet around her own neck. Paige didn't really know what it was like to be a mother.
"And you two bickering isn't going to help us figure out *why* he was murdered. " Phoebe intervened. "What do the centaurs have that Darklighters would want?" she whispered just loud enough for the others to hear her.
" Well, I have an idea. We can stop wasting our time and go investigate." Paige said, whirling around to the archway that led to the village. But something blocked her path. Paige gasped as a tall palomino centaur took her into his considerably large arms and cradled her against his sweaty chest.
"Hello, and what do we have here?" he stated smoothly.
"What the hell!?" Paige shrieked. She tried to wrestle her way out, but he only gripped tighter and she finally orbed behind Phoebe and Piper. He glared at her and started toward her, but Piper stepped in his way, her hands up and ready to freeze.
"Hold it lover.. horse." She struggled with word choice. "My sister *has* a boy toy, and what makes *you* think you could just do that to a Charmed One?" The centaur looked bewildered.
"A Charmed One?" he said disbelievingly. "How can she be when she has the aura of a nymph?" Piper scowled. Paige's turn to the nymph side had been last year, but how could he know that. She had considered upon hearing that only certain magical creature could be turned into nymphs that it was could have been something unique in Paige's blood or something, but she had quickly jumped back to the theory of emotions. Piper shook her head, knowing it was too urgent to ponder right now.
"So just because of her aura, it's okay to fondle her?" Piper asked.
"Centaurs are naturally attracted to nymphs, the ladies of the forests have always brought out their animal sides." The centaur informed her. "She just has the aura of one, and I picked up on it." The centaur seemed remorseful enough. He arched into a bow and acted contritely. "My apologies, I did not know." Paige adjusted her shirt indifferently and began to shout.
"CHRIS, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!" yelled toward the ceiling. The centaur swept himself up again and covered his ears. In a swirl of blue orbs, an annoyed Chris was standing before her.
"You rang?" he said in a peeved tone.
"Why didn't you tell us centaurs were naturally attracted to nymphs?" Paige asked vehemently. Chris arched an eyebrow.
"I didn't think it was relevant since you're a witch."
"Well, you could've at least given us some background information before you sent your *charges* gallivanting off like that." She replied fervently, scowling at him, curling her fingers in fists, and stretching the long sleeves of her gray blouse.
"Look it's not my fault you can act and dress like a nympho!" he finally bellowed back. Phoebe's mouth dropped wide open at the openness of Chris' insult. It dropped even wider when electric blue streams erupted from Paige's fingertips and threw Chris against the wall of the hut, making the rough structure shake slightly. Piper and Phoebe took a step back and shielded their eyes, the centaur reared on his hind legs and Wyatt clapped at the bright lights. Paige flung herself to the ground and covered her head. Chris sat up and clutched his chest, looking at Paige in incredulity. The centaur cast a questioning look at the sisters still left standing.
"Shall I tell the king you'll be late?" Piper and Phoebe gave him a 'duh' look and he backed out the covered archway. Paige looked up toward them through her wildly tossed hair.
"Oops."
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BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Sorry I made Chris so mean, it's just so they can make up and make love. *pinches self* I need to get my mind out of the gutter.
Last weeks episode of Charmed made me soooooooo mad. Bianca was a slut (remember, this is just my opinion, I don't need flames) and Chris and Paige are meant to BE TOGETHER DAMN IT! (again, just my opinion) I might incorporate some of it, like Chris being a half-breed and Wyatt being evil. Speak of the devil, I thought they made Wyatt kind of hot in a rugged, buff, Chad Kroeger-ish sense. (again, this is just my opinion) Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, Chris, Paige, the Chad Kroeger-Wyatt, or even Chad, and I thankfully don't own Bianca.
Chapter 3: The Centaur Complex
"Well, is there any particular magical object you possess they could've wanted?" Piper inquired cautiously. This investigation was going nowhere. Standing protectively in front of her sisters, the looming centaur king was almost frightening the witch. However, fighting demons for almost six years had not gone by without providing a certain amount of bravado. Which was probably why Phoebe and Paige didn't completely appreciate her taking command, while balancing a baby on her hip. Wyatt cooed quietly and the king replied.
"We have no objects, no secrets, no atrocious mishaps to hide, until.." he paused and let his gaze sweep the dirt ground. From the waist down he was a great steed, his hair glossy and royal with feathered hooves of white. The rest of him was a sleek, largely muscled man with shoulder length black hair and a leather band around his temple to symbolize his rank. For all his strength and his regal state, sorrow would eternally flank him. He seemed to regain his voice. "Until we let our guard down for the hopes of peace, and were forevermore stained." So that explained the pointy spears directed at the Charmed Ones. Paige shifted uneasily on her feet. She got an odd vibe from the guards, who seemed to stare at her unblinkingly and Phoebe was too caught up in the vibe from the king to notice. She had to say something.
"No offense, your *majesty*, but we're the good guys." Paige offered. Phoebe jabbed her elbow into Paige's ribs and two guards stepped toward them menacingly. Paige seemed to shrink back as the king glared at her.
"We have suffered a great loss! I must see to it that no other father in my land need bury his only son!" he roared. Paige lowered her eyes respectfully. Today was not her day to bring out anybody's good side. She put an arm around Phoebe tenderly, who was nearly in tears from the king's sorrow. Wyatt clung to his mother fearfully and Piper hoisted him higher on her hip.
"King Mordya, as a parent, I can only imagine your tragedy." She said courteously. "But if we cooperate, we can bring your son's killer to justice. We give you our word." Mordya glowered at her for a moment as if trying to see how much resistance she had. /If I distort my vision, he looks kind of like to Rock/ Piper thought. He eventually seemed to relax in acceptance of her.
"The word of a witch, " he mused, giving the other two the same test as Piper. "Not much, if all I have is urgings that you are, 'the good guys'." He said, eyeing Paige. For a minute he studied her, not saying anything. Phoebe finally spoke up.
"If you don't mind, we'd like to go to the burial ceremony to pay our respects and maybe see if we meet anyone who might have had motives to allow the Darklighter in the village." The king gave her a questioning glance. "Well you said that they were well guarded and the most obvious answer to how he got in is that someone betrayed you." Mordya made a cross between and sigh and a scoff.
"My men are loyal to me. You may investigate as you wish, but remember you will have an escort to watch over you." Again, he glanced at Paige. He then turned to the door and two guards followed him. Wyatt giggled and held out his small toddler's hand, summoning a simple pendant made up of blue and white jewels from around the king's neck. Mordya stopped dead in his tracks just as Piper's heart froze. Quickly, her hand flew up and began to pry at the necklace.
" Honey," She coaxed nervously." Give the nice king his necklace back, or else mommy's gonna be screwed." Piper put on a fake smile, handling Wyatt's hand gently, fairly non-rewarded for efforts when he pulled it away again. Paige finally sent for it and handed it over to Mordya, while Wyatt began to whine.
"This was a gift from the Wanderer." Mordya said, almost venomously, the sound of his voice hard and cold. Paige stumbled back slightly, only to salvage her courage and step in front of Piper and the sobbing Wyatt. As if molding clay, Mordya's face changed into an ecstatic smile. "But it has been long since I enjoyed the antics of a young child." With that, he swept out of the hut. Paige released a breath of relief.
"Sounds like he hasn't enjoyed much of anything in a while." She observed sarcastically. Piper frowned.
"Well, you can't blame the guy, he just lost his son when he was trying to think about the good of his people." She said. Wyatt's crying finally stopped and he was toying with the amulet around her own neck. Paige didn't really know what it was like to be a mother.
"And you two bickering isn't going to help us figure out *why* he was murdered. " Phoebe intervened. "What do the centaurs have that Darklighters would want?" she whispered just loud enough for the others to hear her.
" Well, I have an idea. We can stop wasting our time and go investigate." Paige said, whirling around to the archway that led to the village. But something blocked her path. Paige gasped as a tall palomino centaur took her into his considerably large arms and cradled her against his sweaty chest.
"Hello, and what do we have here?" he stated smoothly.
"What the hell!?" Paige shrieked. She tried to wrestle her way out, but he only gripped tighter and she finally orbed behind Phoebe and Piper. He glared at her and started toward her, but Piper stepped in his way, her hands up and ready to freeze.
"Hold it lover.. horse." She struggled with word choice. "My sister *has* a boy toy, and what makes *you* think you could just do that to a Charmed One?" The centaur looked bewildered.
"A Charmed One?" he said disbelievingly. "How can she be when she has the aura of a nymph?" Piper scowled. Paige's turn to the nymph side had been last year, but how could he know that. She had considered upon hearing that only certain magical creature could be turned into nymphs that it was could have been something unique in Paige's blood or something, but she had quickly jumped back to the theory of emotions. Piper shook her head, knowing it was too urgent to ponder right now.
"So just because of her aura, it's okay to fondle her?" Piper asked.
"Centaurs are naturally attracted to nymphs, the ladies of the forests have always brought out their animal sides." The centaur informed her. "She just has the aura of one, and I picked up on it." The centaur seemed remorseful enough. He arched into a bow and acted contritely. "My apologies, I did not know." Paige adjusted her shirt indifferently and began to shout.
"CHRIS, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!" yelled toward the ceiling. The centaur swept himself up again and covered his ears. In a swirl of blue orbs, an annoyed Chris was standing before her.
"You rang?" he said in a peeved tone.
"Why didn't you tell us centaurs were naturally attracted to nymphs?" Paige asked vehemently. Chris arched an eyebrow.
"I didn't think it was relevant since you're a witch."
"Well, you could've at least given us some background information before you sent your *charges* gallivanting off like that." She replied fervently, scowling at him, curling her fingers in fists, and stretching the long sleeves of her gray blouse.
"Look it's not my fault you can act and dress like a nympho!" he finally bellowed back. Phoebe's mouth dropped wide open at the openness of Chris' insult. It dropped even wider when electric blue streams erupted from Paige's fingertips and threw Chris against the wall of the hut, making the rough structure shake slightly. Piper and Phoebe took a step back and shielded their eyes, the centaur reared on his hind legs and Wyatt clapped at the bright lights. Paige flung herself to the ground and covered her head. Chris sat up and clutched his chest, looking at Paige in incredulity. The centaur cast a questioning look at the sisters still left standing.
"Shall I tell the king you'll be late?" Piper and Phoebe gave him a 'duh' look and he backed out the covered archway. Paige looked up toward them through her wildly tossed hair.
"Oops."
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BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Sorry I made Chris so mean, it's just so they can make up and make love. *pinches self* I need to get my mind out of the gutter.