Charmed: The Next Generation (A futurefic)
Please note: I don't own any Characters from Charmed, but I've added a few of my own to this story.
Summary: Told through the eyes of Penny Halliwell-Dean, Phoebe's daughter. The Charmed Ones are killed by a powerful force of evil leaving their children to fend for themselves.
Powers: Penny: Premonition, Levitation, Telepathy, Freezing Wyatt: Orbing, Shield, Controlling Excalibur, Astral Projection Chris: Orbing, Telekinesis, Shape Shifting, Healing
Chapter 8: The Second Battle
In Chris' Room At Magic School:
We were preparing for the big battle. It was time to take out Balthezor and the Source. We donned our gear and Auntie Paige began her little pep talk. "Now make sure you are inside the protective circle before you summon Balthezor. He won't be able to touch you unless you step outside of it. Got that." We all nodded. She had been telling us that all day. She continued. "Once you say the time freeze spell, only Wyatt should leave the circle. Now, remember Wyatt; you have to stab Balthezor through the heart to vanquish him. Take your time and aim. He won't unfreeze until you say the spell backwards to re-start time." Wyatt stood holding Excalibur. Suddenly a picture from an old book flashed into my head. Wyatt at that moment looked just like Kind Arthur. Wyatt smiled at Auntie Paige. "Don't worry. We're ready."
Auntie Paige hugged each of us. Wyatt first and then Chris. I saw tears in her eyes when she hugged me. "Penny. Be careful. Don't leave the circle no matter what. Promise?" I nodded. Auntie Paige was acting weird. She kissed the top of my head. One last look at us and then she disappeared. (We would only see her once after that day. She was sent off somewhere to be a whitelighter for someone else. Prue would return to us shortly, but that's not important at this point of my story.)
Chris, Wyatt, and I held hands and orbed together to P3.
At P3:
We had chosen P3 because it was secluded. The club had been empty for a long time and there was no chance of us being caught. And the demons certainly wouldn't expect us to use it as our base of operation.
Chris and I made a circle with the powder from the bottles Auntie Paige had given us. The three of us stepped into the middle of it. We pulled out the papers that held the words that would summon Balthezor. Wyatt had Excalibur drawn and was ready. I glanced at each of my cousins and recieved a nod from them both. No turning back now.
Together we chanted the summoning spell. Balthezor appeared and he was boiling mad. He growled and hissed as he circled us. Several times he swiped at us with his mighty hand and was shocked by our protection shield. He even tried to throw an energy ball at us, but it fizzled into nothing at the edge of our circle.
Chris grabbed my hand and I grabbed Wyatt's. We chanted, "Evil must be stopped. Time must still. Bring the world to a halt. It is our will." The mighty Balthezor stood a few feet from us frozen solid. The entire world was quiet around us. It was eerily still.
Wyatt cautiously left the circle and stepped up to Balthezor. He raised Excalibur and sank it deep into the demon's heart. Then something unexpected happened. Balthezor's form began to burn. The flames grew higher and higher until I was afraid the ceiling would catch fire. Wyatt had stepped back just in time. When the flames disappeared Wyatt reached out to pull Excalibur from the singed demon. The handle must have been hot, for Wyatt screamed in pain and fell to his knees.
Our plan quickly went to hell. I ran from the circle to Wyatt's side. I fainly heard Chris yell, "Penny No!!!" But it was too late. There had been a reason that only Wyatt was allowed to leave the circle. The world unfroze quite suddenly. Balthezor unfroze with it. His mighty hand swooped down and knocked both me and Wyatt across the room. My mind went blank as I fainted.
Several minutes later:
I woke up to the sound of Chris sobbing. "Please don't die Penny, Please." I opened my eyes. Chris was leaning over me. His hands were floating just above my head. I looked up and saw an odd blue glow coming from them. It took a few minutes for me to realize that Chris was healing me. Chris could heal! The shock of that brought me around. I practically jumped off the floor and into my cousin's arms. We laughed together and hugged.
Wyatt came back into the room after having been somewhere else. He had a bandage around his hand, but he seemed otherwise unhurt. He smiled down at his little brother and me. "Well kiddo, you gave us quite a scare." I looked around the room. There was a big black mark on the floor where Balthezor had been. "Is he gone Wyatt?" Wyatt confirmed that he was. We had been successful in our mission, even if we were a little beaten up. Chris reached up for Wyatt's hand. "Let me heal that for you." Wyatt pulled his hand back and shook his head. "I'll wear my battle wounds with pride. You can only heal me if it's life or death." Chris and I rolled our eyes. Our wimpy older cousin suddenly wanted to be the tough man. It was hard to see Wyatt that way. He'd always been my best friend and now he was more like my father. Very unsettling.
Back At Magic School:
We sat in Chris' room with Uncle Leo (who had now completely recovered from his drunkenness) and recounted the tale of our battle. I sat and listened to Chris tell of how after Wyatt and I had passed out, Balthezor had come after him and he had managed to use his power of telekenisis to shove the sword farther into the beast's heart causing him to erupt in another bought of flames and explode. Balthezor was gone for good.
After listening to our tale. Uncle Leo had one of his own to tell. He had clipped his wings. He was no longer and Elder or a whitelighter. He was human. Wyatt, Chris, and I all agreed that we wouldn't let him give it up for us. We were strong. We would be fine on our own. After much begging on our part, Uncle Leo agreed that he would go back in one week. After we had vanquished The Source and were safe.
That night I had little trouble going to sleep. I was drained from the battle. Today Balthezor, tomorrow The Source. That was my last though before falling into a deep dreamless sleep.
Please note: I don't own any Characters from Charmed, but I've added a few of my own to this story.
Summary: Told through the eyes of Penny Halliwell-Dean, Phoebe's daughter. The Charmed Ones are killed by a powerful force of evil leaving their children to fend for themselves.
Powers: Penny: Premonition, Levitation, Telepathy, Freezing Wyatt: Orbing, Shield, Controlling Excalibur, Astral Projection Chris: Orbing, Telekinesis, Shape Shifting, Healing
Chapter 8: The Second Battle
In Chris' Room At Magic School:
We were preparing for the big battle. It was time to take out Balthezor and the Source. We donned our gear and Auntie Paige began her little pep talk. "Now make sure you are inside the protective circle before you summon Balthezor. He won't be able to touch you unless you step outside of it. Got that." We all nodded. She had been telling us that all day. She continued. "Once you say the time freeze spell, only Wyatt should leave the circle. Now, remember Wyatt; you have to stab Balthezor through the heart to vanquish him. Take your time and aim. He won't unfreeze until you say the spell backwards to re-start time." Wyatt stood holding Excalibur. Suddenly a picture from an old book flashed into my head. Wyatt at that moment looked just like Kind Arthur. Wyatt smiled at Auntie Paige. "Don't worry. We're ready."
Auntie Paige hugged each of us. Wyatt first and then Chris. I saw tears in her eyes when she hugged me. "Penny. Be careful. Don't leave the circle no matter what. Promise?" I nodded. Auntie Paige was acting weird. She kissed the top of my head. One last look at us and then she disappeared. (We would only see her once after that day. She was sent off somewhere to be a whitelighter for someone else. Prue would return to us shortly, but that's not important at this point of my story.)
Chris, Wyatt, and I held hands and orbed together to P3.
At P3:
We had chosen P3 because it was secluded. The club had been empty for a long time and there was no chance of us being caught. And the demons certainly wouldn't expect us to use it as our base of operation.
Chris and I made a circle with the powder from the bottles Auntie Paige had given us. The three of us stepped into the middle of it. We pulled out the papers that held the words that would summon Balthezor. Wyatt had Excalibur drawn and was ready. I glanced at each of my cousins and recieved a nod from them both. No turning back now.
Together we chanted the summoning spell. Balthezor appeared and he was boiling mad. He growled and hissed as he circled us. Several times he swiped at us with his mighty hand and was shocked by our protection shield. He even tried to throw an energy ball at us, but it fizzled into nothing at the edge of our circle.
Chris grabbed my hand and I grabbed Wyatt's. We chanted, "Evil must be stopped. Time must still. Bring the world to a halt. It is our will." The mighty Balthezor stood a few feet from us frozen solid. The entire world was quiet around us. It was eerily still.
Wyatt cautiously left the circle and stepped up to Balthezor. He raised Excalibur and sank it deep into the demon's heart. Then something unexpected happened. Balthezor's form began to burn. The flames grew higher and higher until I was afraid the ceiling would catch fire. Wyatt had stepped back just in time. When the flames disappeared Wyatt reached out to pull Excalibur from the singed demon. The handle must have been hot, for Wyatt screamed in pain and fell to his knees.
Our plan quickly went to hell. I ran from the circle to Wyatt's side. I fainly heard Chris yell, "Penny No!!!" But it was too late. There had been a reason that only Wyatt was allowed to leave the circle. The world unfroze quite suddenly. Balthezor unfroze with it. His mighty hand swooped down and knocked both me and Wyatt across the room. My mind went blank as I fainted.
Several minutes later:
I woke up to the sound of Chris sobbing. "Please don't die Penny, Please." I opened my eyes. Chris was leaning over me. His hands were floating just above my head. I looked up and saw an odd blue glow coming from them. It took a few minutes for me to realize that Chris was healing me. Chris could heal! The shock of that brought me around. I practically jumped off the floor and into my cousin's arms. We laughed together and hugged.
Wyatt came back into the room after having been somewhere else. He had a bandage around his hand, but he seemed otherwise unhurt. He smiled down at his little brother and me. "Well kiddo, you gave us quite a scare." I looked around the room. There was a big black mark on the floor where Balthezor had been. "Is he gone Wyatt?" Wyatt confirmed that he was. We had been successful in our mission, even if we were a little beaten up. Chris reached up for Wyatt's hand. "Let me heal that for you." Wyatt pulled his hand back and shook his head. "I'll wear my battle wounds with pride. You can only heal me if it's life or death." Chris and I rolled our eyes. Our wimpy older cousin suddenly wanted to be the tough man. It was hard to see Wyatt that way. He'd always been my best friend and now he was more like my father. Very unsettling.
Back At Magic School:
We sat in Chris' room with Uncle Leo (who had now completely recovered from his drunkenness) and recounted the tale of our battle. I sat and listened to Chris tell of how after Wyatt and I had passed out, Balthezor had come after him and he had managed to use his power of telekenisis to shove the sword farther into the beast's heart causing him to erupt in another bought of flames and explode. Balthezor was gone for good.
After listening to our tale. Uncle Leo had one of his own to tell. He had clipped his wings. He was no longer and Elder or a whitelighter. He was human. Wyatt, Chris, and I all agreed that we wouldn't let him give it up for us. We were strong. We would be fine on our own. After much begging on our part, Uncle Leo agreed that he would go back in one week. After we had vanquished The Source and were safe.
That night I had little trouble going to sleep. I was drained from the battle. Today Balthezor, tomorrow The Source. That was my last though before falling into a deep dreamless sleep.