Yay, I finally updated!! Have fun. Or else.
Disclaimer: Do I have to say it AGAIN? Looky folks, I own Mel and little Prue, but otherwise, just get off my case! lol. It's not like the FBI's come after me before...well, maybe I shouldn't tell you about that little incident, actually....lol.
"Chris wouldn't—" Paige began.
"Do your really think that Chris would do something like that, Wyatt?" Piper asked in awe. "What makes you think it's Chris? Do you know anything about it? Tell me, Wyatt, I promise to believe you."
"But—"
Wyatt interrupted Paige and walked up to Piper, hugging her with not-so- convincing tears running down his cheeks. "Oh, mom, he made me swear not to tell—he said he'd kill you all if I did—but I saw him...in our room. When I asked him what he was doing he told me that he was creating chaos. I didn't think it would be that bad..."
Piper stroked his blonde hair. "It's okay honey, it's not your fault that Chris is being so evil. You didn't do anything wrong, okay? I'm glad I can trust you to tell me these things."
She looked up at Paige with an I-told-you-so glare, but found that she was already gone somewhere else.
Wyatt let out a badly muffled sob, and in all of Piper's haste on conclusions she didn't stop to think that those were fake cries and that her eldest son may be a liar. Her son, Chris, was a demon, and there was nothing she could do but sit and watch as he killed people. There obviously was no hope for returning him to the light side now.
Just then, Paige orbed back in, carrying a large book. She wasn't crying anymore, but held a long, steady gaze, face etched with darkness. It was a mysterious look as she handed the book to Piper gently, then casually flipped the pages to it as if they hadn't just gone through that heated argument with each other. She stopped at a page.
"What's going on?" Phoebe asked, being sick and tired of playing bystander while her two favorite people fought. "What's that book thingy? Look, I hope your little ordeal is over, you're upsetting Prue and Wyatt."
"Phoebe, come here," Paige instructed, "leave Prue over there for a moment. I want to see something."
As Phoebe walked up, Wyatt tried to slither over to his cousin. Paige roughly grabbed him by the collar and drew him back over to the book.
Paige put a finger on the blank page she'd opened to. "'The evil will be spread far and wide when a family of light collides'," she read out loud. She motioned to Phoebe to continue the verse.
Phoebe took a last glance at Prue to make sure that she was still occupied with trying to dry herself off, then put her finger onto the page as well. More words formed. "One of the boys from the eldest Charmed One of three will break the bind to try and be free," she read, looking at Paige as if expecting an answer as to why they had out the prophecy at a time like this.
"Piper, go," Paige urged. "I want to hear the rest. Wyatt will translate the last line," she said happily.
Piper's eyes narrowed. "Weren't you the one saying that WYATT was evil just a little while ago?"
"Well, assuming that your correct about Wyatt's innocence, then he should be able to read the prophecy. Isn't that RIGHT, Piper?"
"Exactly," she said confidently, adding a touch of coldness in her voice aimed in Paige's direction. She put on her finger with Phoebe's and Paige's, and with an exasperated voice, she read, "He alone will determine the fate, whether they live or die from his hate. The younger of the two—and that's where it just stops, like usual."
"Only this time," Paige said with a grin, "we have Wyatt. Don't we, sweetie?"
Wyatt forced a smile. "Of-of course, Aunt Paige," he stuttered, slowly reaching a shaking hand towards the book.
They heard an orbing jingle and Wyatt whipped around, taking the moment of distraction to put down his arm. It was Leo, carrying several innocents that were also wet but fine. He gently released them, nodded at Piper, then began to orb away—when he stopped.
"What are you all doing?"
"Reading a prophecy," Paige announced in a cheery tone. "Want to join us? Wyatt's reading the rest of it for everyone."
Leo orbed up to Paige and grabbed the book, slamming it shut. "No," he growled, "I won't let you."
(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/ (/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/
Mel dove into the water, searching blindly. She could sense Chris, she knew he was here, drowning, dying. She couldn't let that happen to him, he was her best friend. The one that supported her in everything, never let her down...
She could feel the hot tears in her eyes but they were swept away by the current. Chris' life force was fading. She wouldn't be able to sense him once he was dead. There had to be another way to get to him...
From the corner of her eyes she saw brown hair—Chris! It was Chris, several feet below her. His eyes were closed and he was bleeding, obviously being hit by stray cars and parts to the bridge.
'Please be okay...' she thought desperately, grabbing a handful of hair and orbing away to Up There.
Her first reflex was to scream at them all "Damn it to hell, where's Leo??" but apparently Leo was already there, and they had already started screaming. It wasn't a very pretty sight, and before she could yell for their help, she found herself locked in curiosity.
Leo and her mother seemed to be wrestling over a book. "I will not let Wyatt be exposed to your nonsense about the damned prophecy!" Leo hollered at Paige. "I don't care if you need another good witch, take another one, but don't use Wyatt! Why should he have to uncover the sorrowful fate of his brother?"
"Give me that book back, you son of a bitch!" Paige shrieked, trying to orb it to her. "Book!" she commanded, but nothing happened. "BOOK!"
Mel could see what was happening. Her mother was trying to prove that Chris was innocent, but why now? Well, if it was her mother, she knew that the reason was good. She gave Chris' hand a squeeze, then orbed behind Leo, levitated up, and kicked him hard in the stomach. Before he could react, he dropped the book and fell face-first onto the marble flooring.
"Thanks, honey," Paige said gratefully, lunging for the book before Leo got up. She opened it and held it up to Wyatt.
"I can't," he said nervously, panicking. "You heard my dad. He said I can't."
"But Wyatt—"
"Give me that!" Mel ordered, putting her finger on the page. Writing began to emerge from it but she turned around instead, looking at Chris. "Heal him, Uncle Leo, he's dying!"
"I will not heal an evil being," Leo muttered, head downward.
"LEO—f you—"
She turned to he mother for support, but her mom was smiling widely. "Leo, Chris isn't evil. Wyatt is. Go and heal your son—"
"—or we'll use the power of three to vanquish you," Phoebe finished, stepping by Paige and showing their alliance.
TBC....yes, I will try to hurry up, but all my finals are this week and the next so it may be a bit delayed. But not by too much, don't worry! Thanks for all the wonderful reviews, I will respond to them eventually, but I still gotta study for the accursed finals...grrrrr upon the teachers....must rip up the SOLS!!!
Disclaimer: Do I have to say it AGAIN? Looky folks, I own Mel and little Prue, but otherwise, just get off my case! lol. It's not like the FBI's come after me before...well, maybe I shouldn't tell you about that little incident, actually....lol.
"Chris wouldn't—" Paige began.
"Do your really think that Chris would do something like that, Wyatt?" Piper asked in awe. "What makes you think it's Chris? Do you know anything about it? Tell me, Wyatt, I promise to believe you."
"But—"
Wyatt interrupted Paige and walked up to Piper, hugging her with not-so- convincing tears running down his cheeks. "Oh, mom, he made me swear not to tell—he said he'd kill you all if I did—but I saw him...in our room. When I asked him what he was doing he told me that he was creating chaos. I didn't think it would be that bad..."
Piper stroked his blonde hair. "It's okay honey, it's not your fault that Chris is being so evil. You didn't do anything wrong, okay? I'm glad I can trust you to tell me these things."
She looked up at Paige with an I-told-you-so glare, but found that she was already gone somewhere else.
Wyatt let out a badly muffled sob, and in all of Piper's haste on conclusions she didn't stop to think that those were fake cries and that her eldest son may be a liar. Her son, Chris, was a demon, and there was nothing she could do but sit and watch as he killed people. There obviously was no hope for returning him to the light side now.
Just then, Paige orbed back in, carrying a large book. She wasn't crying anymore, but held a long, steady gaze, face etched with darkness. It was a mysterious look as she handed the book to Piper gently, then casually flipped the pages to it as if they hadn't just gone through that heated argument with each other. She stopped at a page.
"What's going on?" Phoebe asked, being sick and tired of playing bystander while her two favorite people fought. "What's that book thingy? Look, I hope your little ordeal is over, you're upsetting Prue and Wyatt."
"Phoebe, come here," Paige instructed, "leave Prue over there for a moment. I want to see something."
As Phoebe walked up, Wyatt tried to slither over to his cousin. Paige roughly grabbed him by the collar and drew him back over to the book.
Paige put a finger on the blank page she'd opened to. "'The evil will be spread far and wide when a family of light collides'," she read out loud. She motioned to Phoebe to continue the verse.
Phoebe took a last glance at Prue to make sure that she was still occupied with trying to dry herself off, then put her finger onto the page as well. More words formed. "One of the boys from the eldest Charmed One of three will break the bind to try and be free," she read, looking at Paige as if expecting an answer as to why they had out the prophecy at a time like this.
"Piper, go," Paige urged. "I want to hear the rest. Wyatt will translate the last line," she said happily.
Piper's eyes narrowed. "Weren't you the one saying that WYATT was evil just a little while ago?"
"Well, assuming that your correct about Wyatt's innocence, then he should be able to read the prophecy. Isn't that RIGHT, Piper?"
"Exactly," she said confidently, adding a touch of coldness in her voice aimed in Paige's direction. She put on her finger with Phoebe's and Paige's, and with an exasperated voice, she read, "He alone will determine the fate, whether they live or die from his hate. The younger of the two—and that's where it just stops, like usual."
"Only this time," Paige said with a grin, "we have Wyatt. Don't we, sweetie?"
Wyatt forced a smile. "Of-of course, Aunt Paige," he stuttered, slowly reaching a shaking hand towards the book.
They heard an orbing jingle and Wyatt whipped around, taking the moment of distraction to put down his arm. It was Leo, carrying several innocents that were also wet but fine. He gently released them, nodded at Piper, then began to orb away—when he stopped.
"What are you all doing?"
"Reading a prophecy," Paige announced in a cheery tone. "Want to join us? Wyatt's reading the rest of it for everyone."
Leo orbed up to Paige and grabbed the book, slamming it shut. "No," he growled, "I won't let you."
(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/ (/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/(/
Mel dove into the water, searching blindly. She could sense Chris, she knew he was here, drowning, dying. She couldn't let that happen to him, he was her best friend. The one that supported her in everything, never let her down...
She could feel the hot tears in her eyes but they were swept away by the current. Chris' life force was fading. She wouldn't be able to sense him once he was dead. There had to be another way to get to him...
From the corner of her eyes she saw brown hair—Chris! It was Chris, several feet below her. His eyes were closed and he was bleeding, obviously being hit by stray cars and parts to the bridge.
'Please be okay...' she thought desperately, grabbing a handful of hair and orbing away to Up There.
Her first reflex was to scream at them all "Damn it to hell, where's Leo??" but apparently Leo was already there, and they had already started screaming. It wasn't a very pretty sight, and before she could yell for their help, she found herself locked in curiosity.
Leo and her mother seemed to be wrestling over a book. "I will not let Wyatt be exposed to your nonsense about the damned prophecy!" Leo hollered at Paige. "I don't care if you need another good witch, take another one, but don't use Wyatt! Why should he have to uncover the sorrowful fate of his brother?"
"Give me that book back, you son of a bitch!" Paige shrieked, trying to orb it to her. "Book!" she commanded, but nothing happened. "BOOK!"
Mel could see what was happening. Her mother was trying to prove that Chris was innocent, but why now? Well, if it was her mother, she knew that the reason was good. She gave Chris' hand a squeeze, then orbed behind Leo, levitated up, and kicked him hard in the stomach. Before he could react, he dropped the book and fell face-first onto the marble flooring.
"Thanks, honey," Paige said gratefully, lunging for the book before Leo got up. She opened it and held it up to Wyatt.
"I can't," he said nervously, panicking. "You heard my dad. He said I can't."
"But Wyatt—"
"Give me that!" Mel ordered, putting her finger on the page. Writing began to emerge from it but she turned around instead, looking at Chris. "Heal him, Uncle Leo, he's dying!"
"I will not heal an evil being," Leo muttered, head downward.
"LEO—f you—"
She turned to he mother for support, but her mom was smiling widely. "Leo, Chris isn't evil. Wyatt is. Go and heal your son—"
"—or we'll use the power of three to vanquish you," Phoebe finished, stepping by Paige and showing their alliance.
TBC....yes, I will try to hurry up, but all my finals are this week and the next so it may be a bit delayed. But not by too much, don't worry! Thanks for all the wonderful reviews, I will respond to them eventually, but I still gotta study for the accursed finals...grrrrr upon the teachers....must rip up the SOLS!!!