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 9: Taking Out The Source
Classes had started again at Magic School. Wyatt, Chris, and I had been excused from classes until our mission was completed. The school was bustling with other witches. We were careful not to tell anyone of our plans. It had to be a secret in case The Source had a spy in the school.
We gathered in the gym everyday for exercises and to work on our plan to vanquish The Source. Prue appeared there with us each day. She had been officially assigned to us as our whitelighter. And of course we were always under the watchful eye of Uncle Leo, who had taken to brooding in the corner. He wasn't happy about his sons or his neice being in danger.
In The Gym At Magic School:
Prue stood before us. She was explaining the portal that Paige had described. Once we opened it we had only a few minutes to get The Source into it before it would close. We were still unsure how to do this without getting killed. I had suggested freezing time as we had when we vanquished Balthezor, but Prue said it wouldn't work. The portal would also freeze.
Uncle Leo watched us like a hawk from his corner. The look on his face was hard to read. I had a feeling there was something he knew that he wasn't saying. I left our little group with a wink to Prue. She knew I was up to something and so she just let me go. She continued talking with Wyatt and Chris as I sat down beside Uncle Leo. "Uncle Leo, are you ok?" I tried to make it seem like I was just making small talk because I was bored. Uncle Leo nodded. "I'm fine Penny." I moved my hand slowly until it just barely touched his arm. "Are you sure?" I began to hear his thoughts which drowned out his words. I saw what he was thinking. A ring of ghosts pushing The Source into the portal. So that was how it could be done. We could summon ghosts to help us.
I patted Uncle Leo's arm and returned to the others. I told them what I'd seen. Prue didn't seem interested in the plan. "Ghosts are unpredictable. They don't have to do what they are told. How can we be sure they'll help us?" I had no answer to that one. But I knew the plan would work. I just knew it.
Chris piped up with a surprisingly helpful addition to the plan. "What if we call ghosts of Halliwells. They're family. They'll help us." Prue nodded. She turned back to me. "Did you see how many ghosts we need?" I thought for a minute and closed my eyes to better see the vision I'd stolen from Uncle Leo. "I think I saw 5." Prue started to pace. "Ok, I know Grams will help and Melinda Warren. But the other three...." Wyatt broke in, "We'll call Mom and Auntie Phoebe. Then we just need one more." Prue shook her head. The Elder's won't allow you to call them." I jumped up. "Screw the Elders! We need them and we need a chance to say good-bye!" My passion inspired the others and we agreed. Whether or not the Elder's approved we'd call them. And we decided to call our grandmother Patty as the final ghost.
Because we had to call the ghosts of the Halliwells, the only place we could use as the base for this plan was our home, The Manor. Which meant we'd have to summon them fast and tell them what to do quickly. The Source would be expecting us to show up there and would probably have is minions spying on the house. He would come for us himself as soon as he heard we were there.
Our plan was ready. We just had to decide when. Wyatt, Chris, and I spent the rest of the day practicing setting up the candles and saying the summoning spell as fast as we could. Then we practiced our speech to the ghosts so we'd be able to say it all quickly without errors. Prue orbed to the Manor and found something from each person we were to summon to make sure we'd summon the right ghosts.
At The Manor:
We orbed into the Manor at sunset and got to work. The candles were set and the ghosts summoned. It took a lot of restraint on all of our parts to keep from forgetting the mission and holding on to our family. But we kept it all going. Chris explained the plan to the ghosts while Wyatt and I opened the portal. We finished just in time.
The Source appeared in a blaze of fire. He was ready to kill us. We evaded his energy balls and lightening bolts until the ghosts managed to surround him and drive him into the waiting portal. He disappeared into the blackness and it closed behind him. We watched it all with utter amazement. It was so easy. Too easy. I doubted that The Source was really gone, but I kept my fears to myself.
Wyatt, Chris, and I turned around to face our family. Mom and Auntie Piper were crying. Melinda Warren stepped forward. "You have done well." Then she disappeared. Then Grams stepped forward. "The Charmed Ones are re- born. I knew you were all destined for great things." She reached out and touched my shoulder. "Especially you my little Penny. My namesake. You keep them safe." I couldn't do anything but nod. Even as a ghost she was a great woman. Grams then too disappeared. The our Grandmother Patty stepped forward. "My grandchildren. You are all so beautiful. I'm sorry that I haven't met you before now. Be safe. I'll be watching over you." She disappeared too.
We were alone in the attic of our home with the ghosts of our mothers. Wyatt and Chris went to the couch with Auntie Piper to say they're good- byes. I sat at the table with my mother. She held my hand. Even now I was in awe of her. The mighty Phoebe. Strong and steadfast. I felt that I'd never live up to her legacy. We were silent for a long time, neither of us knowing quite what to say. At last I spoke. "I don't want you to go." She looked deep into my eyes. "I have to sweetie, but I'll always be watching over you. You don't have to be afraid." I shook my head and my voice trembled as I struggled not to cry. "I'm not afraid. I just....miss you." She came around the table and knelt at my side. She took my face in her hands. "I miss you too Penny. I wish I could stay with you. But this was my destiny. And you have your own destiny now. Follow it. Believe in it. You will see me again. I'll always be part of your life."
My resolve not to cry was broken. Tears slipped down my cheeks. "It's not good enough Mom. I want you here." She pulled me into her arms. "I know...I know..." She cried with me until we were both sobbing uncontrollably. Soon Auntie Piper and Chris and Wyatt were there surrounding us and crying with us. We became a weeping mess. Our big goup hug lasted so long it felt like it would never end.
Then Auntie Piper pulled us apart. "We have to go now Phoebe." Mom let go of me and stood next to her sister. They began to fade. It happened so slowly it felt like my heart was being torn in two. Auntie Piper whispered, "Remember we love you." Just before they disappeared.
Wyatt, Chris, and I stood there in the attic holding hands. We were The Charmed Ones. Our legacy was the same as our parents before us. We lost everything we loved because of magic. I really didn't know how we would go on. How could the Elder's expect us...children...to take on this much responsibility? Would we really have to fight evil everyday and protect innocents? Only time would tell.
The End.
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 9: Taking Out The Source
Classes had started again at Magic School. Wyatt, Chris, and I had been excused from classes until our mission was completed. The school was bustling with other witches. We were careful not to tell anyone of our plans. It had to be a secret in case The Source had a spy in the school.
We gathered in the gym everyday for exercises and to work on our plan to vanquish The Source. Prue appeared there with us each day. She had been officially assigned to us as our whitelighter. And of course we were always under the watchful eye of Uncle Leo, who had taken to brooding in the corner. He wasn't happy about his sons or his neice being in danger.
In The Gym At Magic School:
Prue stood before us. She was explaining the portal that Paige had described. Once we opened it we had only a few minutes to get The Source into it before it would close. We were still unsure how to do this without getting killed. I had suggested freezing time as we had when we vanquished Balthezor, but Prue said it wouldn't work. The portal would also freeze.
Uncle Leo watched us like a hawk from his corner. The look on his face was hard to read. I had a feeling there was something he knew that he wasn't saying. I left our little group with a wink to Prue. She knew I was up to something and so she just let me go. She continued talking with Wyatt and Chris as I sat down beside Uncle Leo. "Uncle Leo, are you ok?" I tried to make it seem like I was just making small talk because I was bored. Uncle Leo nodded. "I'm fine Penny." I moved my hand slowly until it just barely touched his arm. "Are you sure?" I began to hear his thoughts which drowned out his words. I saw what he was thinking. A ring of ghosts pushing The Source into the portal. So that was how it could be done. We could summon ghosts to help us.
I patted Uncle Leo's arm and returned to the others. I told them what I'd seen. Prue didn't seem interested in the plan. "Ghosts are unpredictable. They don't have to do what they are told. How can we be sure they'll help us?" I had no answer to that one. But I knew the plan would work. I just knew it.
Chris piped up with a surprisingly helpful addition to the plan. "What if we call ghosts of Halliwells. They're family. They'll help us." Prue nodded. She turned back to me. "Did you see how many ghosts we need?" I thought for a minute and closed my eyes to better see the vision I'd stolen from Uncle Leo. "I think I saw 5." Prue started to pace. "Ok, I know Grams will help and Melinda Warren. But the other three...." Wyatt broke in, "We'll call Mom and Auntie Phoebe. Then we just need one more." Prue shook her head. The Elder's won't allow you to call them." I jumped up. "Screw the Elders! We need them and we need a chance to say good-bye!" My passion inspired the others and we agreed. Whether or not the Elder's approved we'd call them. And we decided to call our grandmother Patty as the final ghost.
Because we had to call the ghosts of the Halliwells, the only place we could use as the base for this plan was our home, The Manor. Which meant we'd have to summon them fast and tell them what to do quickly. The Source would be expecting us to show up there and would probably have is minions spying on the house. He would come for us himself as soon as he heard we were there.
Our plan was ready. We just had to decide when. Wyatt, Chris, and I spent the rest of the day practicing setting up the candles and saying the summoning spell as fast as we could. Then we practiced our speech to the ghosts so we'd be able to say it all quickly without errors. Prue orbed to the Manor and found something from each person we were to summon to make sure we'd summon the right ghosts.
At The Manor:
We orbed into the Manor at sunset and got to work. The candles were set and the ghosts summoned. It took a lot of restraint on all of our parts to keep from forgetting the mission and holding on to our family. But we kept it all going. Chris explained the plan to the ghosts while Wyatt and I opened the portal. We finished just in time.
The Source appeared in a blaze of fire. He was ready to kill us. We evaded his energy balls and lightening bolts until the ghosts managed to surround him and drive him into the waiting portal. He disappeared into the blackness and it closed behind him. We watched it all with utter amazement. It was so easy. Too easy. I doubted that The Source was really gone, but I kept my fears to myself.
Wyatt, Chris, and I turned around to face our family. Mom and Auntie Piper were crying. Melinda Warren stepped forward. "You have done well." Then she disappeared. Then Grams stepped forward. "The Charmed Ones are re- born. I knew you were all destined for great things." She reached out and touched my shoulder. "Especially you my little Penny. My namesake. You keep them safe." I couldn't do anything but nod. Even as a ghost she was a great woman. Grams then too disappeared. The our Grandmother Patty stepped forward. "My grandchildren. You are all so beautiful. I'm sorry that I haven't met you before now. Be safe. I'll be watching over you." She disappeared too.
We were alone in the attic of our home with the ghosts of our mothers. Wyatt and Chris went to the couch with Auntie Piper to say they're good- byes. I sat at the table with my mother. She held my hand. Even now I was in awe of her. The mighty Phoebe. Strong and steadfast. I felt that I'd never live up to her legacy. We were silent for a long time, neither of us knowing quite what to say. At last I spoke. "I don't want you to go." She looked deep into my eyes. "I have to sweetie, but I'll always be watching over you. You don't have to be afraid." I shook my head and my voice trembled as I struggled not to cry. "I'm not afraid. I just....miss you." She came around the table and knelt at my side. She took my face in her hands. "I miss you too Penny. I wish I could stay with you. But this was my destiny. And you have your own destiny now. Follow it. Believe in it. You will see me again. I'll always be part of your life."
My resolve not to cry was broken. Tears slipped down my cheeks. "It's not good enough Mom. I want you here." She pulled me into her arms. "I know...I know..." She cried with me until we were both sobbing uncontrollably. Soon Auntie Piper and Chris and Wyatt were there surrounding us and crying with us. We became a weeping mess. Our big goup hug lasted so long it felt like it would never end.
Then Auntie Piper pulled us apart. "We have to go now Phoebe." Mom let go of me and stood next to her sister. They began to fade. It happened so slowly it felt like my heart was being torn in two. Auntie Piper whispered, "Remember we love you." Just before they disappeared.
Wyatt, Chris, and I stood there in the attic holding hands. We were The Charmed Ones. Our legacy was the same as our parents before us. We lost everything we loved because of magic. I really didn't know how we would go on. How could the Elder's expect us...children...to take on this much responsibility? Would we really have to fight evil everyday and protect innocents? Only time would tell.
The End.