Author's Note: Thank you for the king reviews and I hope you keep writing
them. Sorry this is short. I hope you enjoy this chapter even if it is a
little short. As some people wanted to know, or was not totally
understanding. Paige is not married and doesn't have any kids. Phoebe and
Cole got back together after a long fight and wait (in my world anyways),
and they have two kids and Cole still has some demonic powers and he is NOT
the source, and Piper and Leo have one kid. Sorry for the misunderstanding
and hope this clarified some of you confusions. Please enjoy this chapter.
By the way why are you reading this? Read the story already.
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Why won't they go away? Thought the little girl in the shadows. To any one looking at her she would be camouflaged in the darkness. So she was safe in the shadows. But as soon as she stepped out the safeness would turn to fear and being reveled. So all that the child could do with not being exposed was to stay hidden in the blackness of the shadows. It would be much better if they were to just go way or die, plus they have to stop touching MY book it belongs to me. These witches are so intimidating. Don't they know anything? They should leave and never tough my book again. It was not their book; it's mine like it always has been.
The girl was now directly staring at the witch looking at HER book. Hate filled the girls camouflaged eyes. Someday they WOULD pay; she thought in her mind witch was racing with options. To her these witches were thieves and were the enemy. If they got in her way they would die or pay with lots of blood. She didn't care at the thought that she would have to kill them. But actually she wanted them to get in her way. They deserved to die.
Phoebe was looking at the book, while Paige and Piper were debating on if the should test the potion or see if it would harm them. They look and sound so immature. Don't they have any intelligence? The girl stared and desperately wished she could literally disappear and finish up the potion or at least shut the witches up. These witches didn't know ANYTHING.
These witches will pay a price for taking my book. They have no authority at all that will make me change my mind. Who were they to mess with me? Don't they know not to mess with me? I was Portia, one of the strongest witches of this era, and the owner of the Book Of Shadows. I may be young but I know the craft and I know how to harm.
"Phoebe, should we try the potion or not?" Paige asked stubbornly. Both Paige and Piper looked at Phoebe with the Agree with me, or you'll die look sealed to their faces.
"First let me read this for you, it was open on the page when we came in," Phoebe stated. She looked at her sisters' frustrated faces and read them the page on Corntiler. When she finished both of her sisters were fidgeting, with the is this supposed to be threat look plastered to the faces.
"Come on, you don't think it's a bit odd or at least a bit freaky?" Phoebe asked puzzled. She stared at them in amazement. "Come on."
"What are we supposed to freak out every time something odd happens?" Piper questioned her sister. "I mean it's a every day thing. Demons come and try to kill us or take out powers. It's not that rare."
Paige agreed, "Phoebe, Piper's right we do this thing every day. And the book always says they're a huge threat." Phoebe just kept staring at her sisters in shook. Then Paige added, "I still think we should do something about this potion."
"I can't believe you two!" Phoebe thundered. Both sisters looked at Phoebe shocked at her outburst. Phoebe turned around and headed out the door. Both Piper and Paige followed.
"Finally they're gone," the little girl named Portia sighed in exasperation. "That took forever. But it was kind-of funny."
She walked over to the potion table and added the last ingredients in the boiling potion, excluding the blood of each witch in the coven, and Corntiler's blood. Both of which she could receive easily. There would be not need for even a single sweat to be dropped. Now the only question was, who was going to help her?
The witches who stole my book could help, though they might endanger the mission. They might know other witches, or they might belong to a coven. But what if they are evil? But if they were evil, wouldn't the book harm them? Thoughts flooded the little girls brain. Whatever, they will help me, I WILL make sure of it. If they don't agree, blood WILL be spilled.
Portia sank back into the shadows where she though of a plan to make these women to cooperate with her. Good or bad, she had a reputation and she wasn't going to let her rep fail. They will obey me.
She thought and thought, and then it became night. And she knew what she was going to do. She stampeded out of the shadows and out the attic door. Then she headed downstairs.
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Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed this chapter even if it was short. I will try to either add more chapters quicker with a length like this, or I will make longer chapters and less of them, not as fast. Please tell me what you think of the chapters. And I hope you will shower me with comments, suggestions, confusions/misunderstandings, criticism, advice, or anything just please review. The more reviews the quicker new chapters come out!
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Why won't they go away? Thought the little girl in the shadows. To any one looking at her she would be camouflaged in the darkness. So she was safe in the shadows. But as soon as she stepped out the safeness would turn to fear and being reveled. So all that the child could do with not being exposed was to stay hidden in the blackness of the shadows. It would be much better if they were to just go way or die, plus they have to stop touching MY book it belongs to me. These witches are so intimidating. Don't they know anything? They should leave and never tough my book again. It was not their book; it's mine like it always has been.
The girl was now directly staring at the witch looking at HER book. Hate filled the girls camouflaged eyes. Someday they WOULD pay; she thought in her mind witch was racing with options. To her these witches were thieves and were the enemy. If they got in her way they would die or pay with lots of blood. She didn't care at the thought that she would have to kill them. But actually she wanted them to get in her way. They deserved to die.
Phoebe was looking at the book, while Paige and Piper were debating on if the should test the potion or see if it would harm them. They look and sound so immature. Don't they have any intelligence? The girl stared and desperately wished she could literally disappear and finish up the potion or at least shut the witches up. These witches didn't know ANYTHING.
These witches will pay a price for taking my book. They have no authority at all that will make me change my mind. Who were they to mess with me? Don't they know not to mess with me? I was Portia, one of the strongest witches of this era, and the owner of the Book Of Shadows. I may be young but I know the craft and I know how to harm.
"Phoebe, should we try the potion or not?" Paige asked stubbornly. Both Paige and Piper looked at Phoebe with the Agree with me, or you'll die look sealed to their faces.
"First let me read this for you, it was open on the page when we came in," Phoebe stated. She looked at her sisters' frustrated faces and read them the page on Corntiler. When she finished both of her sisters were fidgeting, with the is this supposed to be threat look plastered to the faces.
"Come on, you don't think it's a bit odd or at least a bit freaky?" Phoebe asked puzzled. She stared at them in amazement. "Come on."
"What are we supposed to freak out every time something odd happens?" Piper questioned her sister. "I mean it's a every day thing. Demons come and try to kill us or take out powers. It's not that rare."
Paige agreed, "Phoebe, Piper's right we do this thing every day. And the book always says they're a huge threat." Phoebe just kept staring at her sisters in shook. Then Paige added, "I still think we should do something about this potion."
"I can't believe you two!" Phoebe thundered. Both sisters looked at Phoebe shocked at her outburst. Phoebe turned around and headed out the door. Both Piper and Paige followed.
"Finally they're gone," the little girl named Portia sighed in exasperation. "That took forever. But it was kind-of funny."
She walked over to the potion table and added the last ingredients in the boiling potion, excluding the blood of each witch in the coven, and Corntiler's blood. Both of which she could receive easily. There would be not need for even a single sweat to be dropped. Now the only question was, who was going to help her?
The witches who stole my book could help, though they might endanger the mission. They might know other witches, or they might belong to a coven. But what if they are evil? But if they were evil, wouldn't the book harm them? Thoughts flooded the little girls brain. Whatever, they will help me, I WILL make sure of it. If they don't agree, blood WILL be spilled.
Portia sank back into the shadows where she though of a plan to make these women to cooperate with her. Good or bad, she had a reputation and she wasn't going to let her rep fail. They will obey me.
She thought and thought, and then it became night. And she knew what she was going to do. She stampeded out of the shadows and out the attic door. Then she headed downstairs.
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Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed this chapter even if it was short. I will try to either add more chapters quicker with a length like this, or I will make longer chapters and less of them, not as fast. Please tell me what you think of the chapters. And I hope you will shower me with comments, suggestions, confusions/misunderstandings, criticism, advice, or anything just please review. The more reviews the quicker new chapters come out!