In their past life their names were:

Chris= William

Wyatt= Andrew

Prue= P. Bowen

Piper= P. Bexter

Phoebe= P. Russel

Victoria= Valerie

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She didn't even look away from William. She didn't have to. She knew who had joined them in the moonlight.

Andrew.

He knew everything too. He'd sent William to get her for him to add insult to injury.

"Now that you mention it," she spit out crossing her arms over her chest. Trying to be strong, since it was the only thing she could do.

"Oh, don't act like that my dear Valerie. I've been waiting so long just to see you again. You've been a hard girl to find."

"Maybe, it's because I don't want to be found by you. Ever think of that, Andrew?"

He laughed. His blue eyes growing into a deeper blue as a few stray blond curls feel into his face.

Then he drew a straight line on the ground between them with the wave of his hand.

"Power is drawn to power. You know that as well as I do. You felt it when we first met. You could barely stand being away from me. Remember, the good old days?" he asked.

He stood there so still. Waiting for an answer. He looked like a cocky god with long curled blond hair to his shoulders and bright blue eyes glancing at her suggestively. If she hadn't learned to block her mind from his power she doubted she would last under his heavy gaze let alone his suggestions.

"You've grown stronger since we met last. Pity, you haven't chosen me yet. Is it, I wonder, because of William? Is that who's entered your heart?" he asked, walking over to William and putting his hand over William's shoulder in a brotherly gesture.

She bit her lip feeling the cruelty vibrating from Andrew. She shook her head, "Haven't you forgotten? I have no heart."

He didn't like her answer. His smile vanished so did his patience, "Liar," he replied.

And in the briefest of moments he pulled out a knife from his black overcoat and stabbed his brother right in the heart with it. William dropped to the ground in utter astonishment as he saw the blood over his hands. A moan of surprise and pain infiltrated the air as he did. She knew the wound was mortal. His life was ending fast.

She started forward to do something. To help somehow. But Andrew cut her off and crossed the distance between them. He pushed her against the alleys wall.

There he smiled and looked over her body. He touched her blond hair softly breaking its hold from the headdress and letting the headdress fall to the ground. Then he touched her face, and his hand traveled lower where it slowly found her throat.

He squeezed it hard choking her. She gasped in shock trying to grab his hand away. He let go and let her breathe again. Then he kissed her.

The kiss was just as deadly. She'd felt what he said. The power going through their bodies and joining. It was almost perfect except once it met it crisscrossed out of them creating disaster. The lightning coming from them struck a tree a few feet away and it crashed into roof of the Manor.

She jumped at the crash and he laughed as if it were the greatest thing ever in the world.

"You see what I mean." he played with her hand intertwining their fingers as he watched her.

"It's not right. We shouldn't be able to do that."

"Maybe, we should. We're mortal we're supposed to destroy the world around us."

"You're a lunatic." she hissed.

"Shhh...Let's try for something bigger this time."

He forced her back harder against the wall. The kiss corrupting her mouth again as his hands snaked over her body. All he needed was just a small rush of feeling to get what he wanted and that's exactly what he got.

This time rain started thundering down on them along with the hail. Lightning hit the tree over the Manor creating fire on the tree that sparked in and out in the torrential downpour.

He let go of her mouth again, "You think I'd give this up? Do you know how powerful we'd be together? This is just the beginning."

"No." she whispered.

"Yes."

"No, I won't you can't make me. I'd rather die."

His eyes gleamed almost red. Then he let go of her taking his top hat off and throwing it in the rain. He was angry. She had hit a nerve.

"I won't. I will never be yours. You're evil and I'm not. You won't ever change me over. You know that , don't you?" She laughed hysterically, "You know you can't have me and you're pissed."

Whatever else she was going to say was knocked out of her by the wave of his hand as she hit the alleys stone wall roughly. She slid to the ground coughing as the rain poured down on her painfully. He came to her and kneeled beside her. Raising her chin with one finger as she stared at William's lifeless body.

"You have one last chance to join me."

"Never."

"You know I don't need you alive to have your powers."

"I know I'm not stupid."

"Just reminding you. I will miss this. "he said. "But I will enjoy every moment of your death."

"What?" somehow she had believed that he would never kill her. She'd expected him to slowly try to change her over time. Maybe even hold her captive. "No."

"I curse you for this lifetime and the next. May you never know true happiness," he said. Then he added. "You will die young until the day you love me."

She swallowed hard and laughed and laughed as he stared at her. He was the devil. Now he was cursing her like it wasn't enough to live in the same lifetime as him.

"Oh, and Valerie," he said reaching toward her and lying his hand over her breast." This is mine." he said.

In that brief moment she felt everything in her body tearing apart. Her heart shuddered under the strain of his power and tried to fight his magic, but it could only stop.