Chapter 1
"Los Angeles? Your kidding right?" Melinda Halliwell asked her mom, Phoebe Halliwell.
"Yes sweetie. Why? You don't want to go?"
"Well, no. I mean yeah. Why not? Just get me out of this house and San Fran."
"Look, it's just for a little while. Two Weeks tops. Pack your bags, where staying at The Hyperion Hotel."
"Hyperion?" Why does that sound so familer?
"Yes. Why would you rather stay at a cockroach motel?"
"Haha." Melinda said rolling her eyes.
She left the kitchen. Piper was downtown at P3 setting arrangements with the co-manager while she was gone. Paige was online booking into the Hyperion.
Melinda's room was full of Paintings of scenery of San Francisco. She loved to paint and draw. The sisters let her draw the pictures of demons and such in the Book of Shadows. She walked over to her chestnut bedside chest at the end of her bed. Stakes, bows and arrows, holy water, crosses, and axes occupied the chest. She got out a duffle bag from her closet and started to pack her weapons.
"You never know," she said, "vampires are stubborn." And she should know.
She's never met a vampire who had not herd of her. After all, she was the daughter of a Charmed One, and a slayer at the same time.
She walked over to her dresser. She liked dark clothes, purple, dark red, and black. Her dark clothing and pale skin came in handy whene hunting. She folded some pants and shirts into a backpack. She planed on doing a lot of shopping while in LA.
She slid on an over sized T-Shirt, brushed her hair and teeth and went to bed.
Dream
Melinda was fighting alone in a cemetery she did not recognize. Fighting three very out of date vampires. It seemed as though she was handling it okay. A vampire had twisted her around, clutching her thought, chocking her. All of the sudden a bleach blond vampire sprinted out from behind a tombstone and pulled the vampire off of Melinda. She was hurled onto the damp grass. The vampire that had saved her had now dusted, gave her a hand. She rejected it and got up on her own.
"Who are you?"
"You'll find out soon anofgh." he said, as he disapeared into the night.
Wakes up
"Ugh. Huh? What did he mean?" Now that she thought about it, being a slayer meant having the extra power of prophecitic dreams. He did look quite familiar.
The sun was just rising; it was 5:30 am. She quietly walked up to the attic. She put her 2 hands over the book, closed her eyes, and had a visual of the dream. The book magically flipped open to the vampire section she had created. There he was, Spike, aka William the Bloody.
She read from the book in a quite whisper, "Known for driving a railroad Spike through his victims forehead. Sired by Drucilla, who had the sight, whom was sired by Angelus, the most brutal vampire known to man. Spike and Angelus have a soul. Unlike Angelus who was cursed with a soul, Spike was blessed with one. The two vampires know resign in Los Angeles, California, fighting the good fight."
"So he is that one. I was wondering how I recognized him."
She herd foot steps downstairs, that meant the sisters where probley up.
"Los Angeles? Your kidding right?" Melinda Halliwell asked her mom, Phoebe Halliwell.
"Yes sweetie. Why? You don't want to go?"
"Well, no. I mean yeah. Why not? Just get me out of this house and San Fran."
"Look, it's just for a little while. Two Weeks tops. Pack your bags, where staying at The Hyperion Hotel."
"Hyperion?" Why does that sound so familer?
"Yes. Why would you rather stay at a cockroach motel?"
"Haha." Melinda said rolling her eyes.
She left the kitchen. Piper was downtown at P3 setting arrangements with the co-manager while she was gone. Paige was online booking into the Hyperion.
Melinda's room was full of Paintings of scenery of San Francisco. She loved to paint and draw. The sisters let her draw the pictures of demons and such in the Book of Shadows. She walked over to her chestnut bedside chest at the end of her bed. Stakes, bows and arrows, holy water, crosses, and axes occupied the chest. She got out a duffle bag from her closet and started to pack her weapons.
"You never know," she said, "vampires are stubborn." And she should know.
She's never met a vampire who had not herd of her. After all, she was the daughter of a Charmed One, and a slayer at the same time.
She walked over to her dresser. She liked dark clothes, purple, dark red, and black. Her dark clothing and pale skin came in handy whene hunting. She folded some pants and shirts into a backpack. She planed on doing a lot of shopping while in LA.
She slid on an over sized T-Shirt, brushed her hair and teeth and went to bed.
Dream
Melinda was fighting alone in a cemetery she did not recognize. Fighting three very out of date vampires. It seemed as though she was handling it okay. A vampire had twisted her around, clutching her thought, chocking her. All of the sudden a bleach blond vampire sprinted out from behind a tombstone and pulled the vampire off of Melinda. She was hurled onto the damp grass. The vampire that had saved her had now dusted, gave her a hand. She rejected it and got up on her own.
"Who are you?"
"You'll find out soon anofgh." he said, as he disapeared into the night.
Wakes up
"Ugh. Huh? What did he mean?" Now that she thought about it, being a slayer meant having the extra power of prophecitic dreams. He did look quite familiar.
The sun was just rising; it was 5:30 am. She quietly walked up to the attic. She put her 2 hands over the book, closed her eyes, and had a visual of the dream. The book magically flipped open to the vampire section she had created. There he was, Spike, aka William the Bloody.
She read from the book in a quite whisper, "Known for driving a railroad Spike through his victims forehead. Sired by Drucilla, who had the sight, whom was sired by Angelus, the most brutal vampire known to man. Spike and Angelus have a soul. Unlike Angelus who was cursed with a soul, Spike was blessed with one. The two vampires know resign in Los Angeles, California, fighting the good fight."
"So he is that one. I was wondering how I recognized him."
She herd foot steps downstairs, that meant the sisters where probley up.