Lots of unexpected twists and turns in my story that I just spontaneously
created, it's kind of confusing....
R&R plz, even if I don't own Charmed or anything else very important for that matter...except my little sister, yes, I own her....lol, not. Anybody ever read a purplehorse100 story? That's my lil sis, Maddie. I got her hooked on fanfic! Yay!
"The nerve of that woman—for all we know, she's evil! I mean, she said that magic runs through families—that little boy of hers' was evil, she could be, too! She's just going to let our friends turn—"
"She can't be evil," I correct her, mostly to assure myself. "I've just realized something...I'm not sure, but it could be possible."
"What?" asks Bianca. We're sitting on the same swings in the park, the ones that ended up sparing us from a horrible fate. Bianca isn't afraid of the dark anymore, I notice.
"Well...Wyatt, that boy—he didn't go to the orphanage. He was vulnerable the entire time that Piper—er, my mom—and those other women went to look for a safe spot for all of us. It must have taken some time to bind all of the powers and ensure a non-magic environment for us all where nobody could find us. Where was Wyatt during all of that?"
Bianca's eyes glitter, wide in realization. "You don't think...?"
"Yes," I say, "I do think. He was taken by that demon while everyone was so distracted, and HE was turned evil. That's probably what happened, he could be a victim, too. Should we tell Piper?"
"Nope," Bianca responds simply. "She doesn't deserve our help after letting our friends be taken away by demons. Let her son be evil. We've got more important issues to deal with, like how we're going to get our friends back." She takes out the now crumpled page of the Book of Shadows. "While Piper was lecturing us, I took a little examination of the book, and found some spells and information. Look—I think this may be the demon, it says it's supposed to look for vulnerable magic beings to turn." She grins. "And, what's even more useful, I found a spell to unbind the rest of our powers and another that will get us to the Underworld."
"The Underworld?" I wrinkle my face in confusion. "What's that?"
"Where the demon's supposed to be, or where he was before he was vanquished. I would guess that the other demons that are using our friends now would still be there. We don't have much time."
I take in a deep breath and sigh. "Alright, let's get started, then."
"Well, first we'll have to get all of our powers. Ready to chant your first spell as a witch?"
"Sure, whatever."
We recite a rhyme of words that we mostly don't understand, but nothing happens.
"Oh great, it didn't work," I moan, throwing up my hands in distress. All of a sudden the birds and the wind freezes all around me. Bianca screams.
"Chris, what the hell did you do?! Did you just freeze the ENTIRE park? Oh my god, undo it, before somebody sees!"
"I don't know how," I panic, flailing my arms and trying to make it go back to normal. Eventually everything perks back up again and I gasp. "Holy...something. That must have been what Piper was trying to do to me when she wanted to freeze me. Do you suppose that it doesn't work on other witches?"
"Yeah, that's probably why she was so surprised when we were still moving," Bianca realized. "Anyways, here's the spell that gets us down to the Underworld. With the powers that we already had, we should be able to take them on, let alone the new ones we've just possessed. You ready?"
"Yeah. Just...promise me you'll be careful."
"You, too."
We cross our pinkies in a silent promise, hands linked as we recite yet another spell. Wind swishes back and forth all around us and I feel this odd sensation of being dragged downwards into a bottomless pit. We are spinning wildly, and I wonder if it'll ever stop...
CLUNK!
We land on the hard, dirty bottom of what looks like the inside of a very deep, tall mountain. I'm half-marveling, half-shaking at the place, knowing that this is probably the adventure of a life time and that there wasn't a great chance of coming out alive. As that slowly registered in my mind, I stood and helped Bianca up from the ground.
"You okay?" I ask.
"Yeah," she says, brushing off the dust from her jumper. "You?"
"Yeah."
"Not for long, you won't be," says a evil voice. We turn and see...Wyatt? "Yes, it's me, Wyatt. My own mother killed my master...it's now my duty to fulfill his mission, his destiny. Nobody can stop me...not even you, little brother," he cackles, eyeing me. He tugs on a rope, and I look down to where it leads—Alex's neck. He's squeezing it, strangling her.
My heart is racing. All the kids are nearby, held by invisible ropes. There is nothing I can do...but then I see the knife by Wyatt's foot and a sneaky plan begins to form spontaneously in my head. There was a way to save them, Bianca and I just needed to work together to do it...
Out of the corner of my eye I see something race past me, hitting Bianca. She shrieks and hits the floor, unconscious but definitely alive.
With a cold, hard glare, I advance on Wyatt. He has gone too far now.
"You're going down," I spit at him.
Wyatt laughs at me and I almost feel like laughing with him in spite of myself. He's right—nobody can stop him, not where they're all alone.
R&R plz, even if I don't own Charmed or anything else very important for that matter...except my little sister, yes, I own her....lol, not. Anybody ever read a purplehorse100 story? That's my lil sis, Maddie. I got her hooked on fanfic! Yay!
"The nerve of that woman—for all we know, she's evil! I mean, she said that magic runs through families—that little boy of hers' was evil, she could be, too! She's just going to let our friends turn—"
"She can't be evil," I correct her, mostly to assure myself. "I've just realized something...I'm not sure, but it could be possible."
"What?" asks Bianca. We're sitting on the same swings in the park, the ones that ended up sparing us from a horrible fate. Bianca isn't afraid of the dark anymore, I notice.
"Well...Wyatt, that boy—he didn't go to the orphanage. He was vulnerable the entire time that Piper—er, my mom—and those other women went to look for a safe spot for all of us. It must have taken some time to bind all of the powers and ensure a non-magic environment for us all where nobody could find us. Where was Wyatt during all of that?"
Bianca's eyes glitter, wide in realization. "You don't think...?"
"Yes," I say, "I do think. He was taken by that demon while everyone was so distracted, and HE was turned evil. That's probably what happened, he could be a victim, too. Should we tell Piper?"
"Nope," Bianca responds simply. "She doesn't deserve our help after letting our friends be taken away by demons. Let her son be evil. We've got more important issues to deal with, like how we're going to get our friends back." She takes out the now crumpled page of the Book of Shadows. "While Piper was lecturing us, I took a little examination of the book, and found some spells and information. Look—I think this may be the demon, it says it's supposed to look for vulnerable magic beings to turn." She grins. "And, what's even more useful, I found a spell to unbind the rest of our powers and another that will get us to the Underworld."
"The Underworld?" I wrinkle my face in confusion. "What's that?"
"Where the demon's supposed to be, or where he was before he was vanquished. I would guess that the other demons that are using our friends now would still be there. We don't have much time."
I take in a deep breath and sigh. "Alright, let's get started, then."
"Well, first we'll have to get all of our powers. Ready to chant your first spell as a witch?"
"Sure, whatever."
We recite a rhyme of words that we mostly don't understand, but nothing happens.
"Oh great, it didn't work," I moan, throwing up my hands in distress. All of a sudden the birds and the wind freezes all around me. Bianca screams.
"Chris, what the hell did you do?! Did you just freeze the ENTIRE park? Oh my god, undo it, before somebody sees!"
"I don't know how," I panic, flailing my arms and trying to make it go back to normal. Eventually everything perks back up again and I gasp. "Holy...something. That must have been what Piper was trying to do to me when she wanted to freeze me. Do you suppose that it doesn't work on other witches?"
"Yeah, that's probably why she was so surprised when we were still moving," Bianca realized. "Anyways, here's the spell that gets us down to the Underworld. With the powers that we already had, we should be able to take them on, let alone the new ones we've just possessed. You ready?"
"Yeah. Just...promise me you'll be careful."
"You, too."
We cross our pinkies in a silent promise, hands linked as we recite yet another spell. Wind swishes back and forth all around us and I feel this odd sensation of being dragged downwards into a bottomless pit. We are spinning wildly, and I wonder if it'll ever stop...
CLUNK!
We land on the hard, dirty bottom of what looks like the inside of a very deep, tall mountain. I'm half-marveling, half-shaking at the place, knowing that this is probably the adventure of a life time and that there wasn't a great chance of coming out alive. As that slowly registered in my mind, I stood and helped Bianca up from the ground.
"You okay?" I ask.
"Yeah," she says, brushing off the dust from her jumper. "You?"
"Yeah."
"Not for long, you won't be," says a evil voice. We turn and see...Wyatt? "Yes, it's me, Wyatt. My own mother killed my master...it's now my duty to fulfill his mission, his destiny. Nobody can stop me...not even you, little brother," he cackles, eyeing me. He tugs on a rope, and I look down to where it leads—Alex's neck. He's squeezing it, strangling her.
My heart is racing. All the kids are nearby, held by invisible ropes. There is nothing I can do...but then I see the knife by Wyatt's foot and a sneaky plan begins to form spontaneously in my head. There was a way to save them, Bianca and I just needed to work together to do it...
Out of the corner of my eye I see something race past me, hitting Bianca. She shrieks and hits the floor, unconscious but definitely alive.
With a cold, hard glare, I advance on Wyatt. He has gone too far now.
"You're going down," I spit at him.
Wyatt laughs at me and I almost feel like laughing with him in spite of myself. He's right—nobody can stop him, not where they're all alone.