Disclaimer: Even though I wrote this story I own nothing. All of the
characters belong to whoever owns Charmed which I think is Warner Brothers
studios but I'm not sure. Anyway point is I really own nothing. Well not
nothing really if I think about it I own a few things. checks pockets
well I've got a bus ticket and YAY five bucks anyway I own no charmed
characters EXCEPT for Prue Halliwell (the little one featuring in my story
not the sister than died in the third season), Vanessa Callaway and Lisa
Wenwen (who is actually modeled on a girl I know, she's just DELIGHTFUL.
She's obsessed with how thin she is and enjoys telling others that they are
putting on weight. So to spite her in my story she is pleasantly plump.
There is no offence intended to anyone) at the moment (perhaps more
children will come) if anyone wants to use any of my characters then be my
guest but please just tell me you want to use them first. Anyway enjoy.
A/N- Just to answer one of my reviewers who said that my story was like someone else's. I just went and read their story now and I see what you mean but I can really assure you and the writer of that story that I did not intend that at all AND it really was just a coincidence that it turned out that way. I'm really sorry for any damage this mistake may have caused but believe me its not anything like that story except maybe for their ages and the fact that Piper has two sons and a daughter but mainly that was just because I think that Piper deserves a daughter. Anyway sorry for this mistake and I hope that this hasn't offended you too much. PLEASE FORGIVE ME. Anyway hope you read and enjoy because its nothing like that.
*~*~*~ Chris orbed into a boys toilet cubicle hoping desperately that there wouldn't be anyone in there because he really didn't have time to sense and well what were the odds? He orbed in facing the door...
"Arrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhh" A high-pitched piercing scream sounded and as he turned around he realized that he'd orbed into the girls toilet and a little year seven's cubicle thankfully she was fully covered as she had either just finished or hadn't started yet. Her pigtails bounced merrily as her head jerked while she screamed.
"Umm..." Chris began trying to think of a spell to erase her memory before she had the whole school running in. Luckily he didn't have to think too long because the girl simply fainted.
"Oh crap, this could only happen to me" He muttered then stooped to look closer at the 11 year old who had seemingly lost consciousness. He carefully lifted her head to see if she was bleeding which she wasn't. Standing Chris brought his hands up to his face and tried to massage his brain. He really needed a spell. Where was Aunty Phoebe when you needed her? He smiled slightly then concentrated trying to remember any spell making advise she had given to him. None came to mind so he pulled words out from the air.
"I dunno if this is will work but I might as well give it a shot" he sighed and licked his lips.
"I call upon the Powers of the sky Hear me and my sacred plea Let all memories of this die And let this innocent girl be free"
Magical orbs appeared from the corner of the cubicle (next to the sleeping daddy long legs who feel off his web in fright) and encircled themselves around the young girls forehead they circled around her for a few moments and absorbed a frothy white substance which emanated from the top of her head. Suddenly they stopped moving, rose above the girl and blew up.
Chris cocked an eyebrow amazed at his handiwork, he could only hope that it hadn't been too successful and that the girl still remembered who she was. Oh well, he glanced at her petite face once more attempting to memorize it in case there was any dilemma with his spell and also to make sure there was no chance she was going to wake up before he could sense Wyatt and leave. He saw that her eyes were firmly shut and she wasn't even stirring so he shrugged warily and turned away from her. Finally he closed his eyes and tried to feel his older brother. For a few moments he thought that Wyatt turned off his detector but then he was hit with a sharp pain in his chest and a clear picture of an old cave appeared. He could see the roof of the ancient dirt cave and many shadowy figures rushing around his body. He forcibly pulled himself out of his trance-like state and swore.
"Shit Wyatt. Why can't you just leave things be?" he took one last look at the small girl lying on her back with her bony arms laying beside her. Poor thing, he really had to be more careful about where he orbed next time and he better write down that spell. It was good! Then he gazed to the spider web and focused on the cave where his brother was, magical orbs surrounded his lean body which separated into single atoms and orbed away.
He orbed into the bat filled cave and instantly spotted his brother in a corner. Wyatt was curled into a tight fetal ball with his back facing the doorway. Chris rushed over to him.
"Wyatt, come on wake up. Wyatt" he whispered urgently.
At that moment six demons shimmered in. Their bodies, though almost exact human clones were rippling as an indefinable substance coursed its way through their veins. Chris shuddered and withdrew.
"The Halliwell boys. Lucky I knew that you were to come rescue him otherwise I may have been ill prepared" he chortled darkly. His voice echoed around the cave and boomed into Chris' ear.
"Well, I see that you guys are having like a little demonic meeting or something and I really don't want to interrupt. I better get going." Chris tried to play his way through so he could just get home, there was already the black demon he had to defeat he didn't even want to know who these demons were. Damn Wyatt, why did he have to go looking for trouble? God knows it came to him anyway. Chris twisted his right wrist and the whole room froze.
"Oh thank god," he murmured "Wyatt, I'm taking you home"
"No, I gotta get them, I have to" Wyatt muttered deliriously
"Yeah, Wyatt we will get them after we get you all healed up" reassured Chris "I promise we'll get them"
"No they killed her. I know it. I have to find out for sure though. Let me stay. Please Chris. I need to get them." Wyatt deliriously continued.
"Look we'll find out who killed Vanessa..."
"I should've been there to save her. Aunty Paige hates me. I should've saved her, she was my cousin, she was so small, why wasn't I there?" he pleaded struggling to keep the tears from his eyes.
"Wyatt listen to me. It wasn't your fault. Aunt Paige doesn't hate you because it wasn't any of our faults she was killed at playgroup there was no way anyone could've protected her there. We'll find who did it. I promise I'll help you myself and then we'll kill that demon in the most agonizing way possible but right now I've gotta get you home. I don't care what you say." Chris placed firm hand on Wyatt's shoulder and orbed him to the manor.
*** Prue exited her last period of English and almost jumped for joy. So excited she was about her class finishing that she didn't even see Lisa Wenwen running up to her otherwise she would have run the other way. The girl running towards her was delightfully plump and as she ran her cheeks wobbled slightly, recently she had been more than just delightfully plump and she never failed to compliment herself on the amount of weight that she had lost. Prue only realized that Lisa was there when she was too close to hide. Oh crap, not her come on elders. What could I have possibly done to deserve this? She glanced upwards hoping to see some sign they had heard and were working on it but unfortunately no; she was all-alone with this self obsessive girl. She sighed but raised her head and tried to smile.
"Oh my god Prue. You would not believe what happened to me. I was like walking to my locker and this guy just like came up and asked me out. How cool I have a date! Aren't you excited?" she blurted this out in one big rush with a breathless smile.
Prue resisted rolling her eyes and instead tried to think of something which would regrettably excuse her from the conversation.
"Are you catching the bus tonight? Because he's gonna be there and we're gonna organize it there" she stared waiting for an answer.
Damn you, Chris. You so better be at the bus stop. Thinking that she probably better respond to at least one of the many things Lisa had so excitingly explained she began.
"Um, Yeah I'm catching the bus. Sure I'd um love to meet him. That'll be really great." She nodded and bit her cheek while she slowly tried to get her lips to turn into a smile. She then turned and started to walk to the bus stop. At least that way she would be getting closer to home rather than just standing there with Lisa. Listening to how wonderfully beautiful she was. Oh god, there had to be some way to get out of this. She could meet up with Chris and Wyatt later. They both know what Lisa's like because she had hit on both of them on several occasions. There had to be some way to get out...
"Oh he is really hot. But then again you know what a boy magnet I am, so its not really too much of a surprise" she said with a bubbly giggle
"Oh geez, look Lisa I really have to go to the toilet" Prue said slyly "could you wait for me?"
"Um, well, Gavin's gonna be on the first bus and if we miss it then I'll miss him. I'm sorry, but..." the choice between having someone to pash and having someone to brag about the pash to seemed to be conflicting in Lisa's mind.
"Oh that's all right. I'm sure I'll see him another time. Bye" She turned and smacked her lips together in a desperate attempt to stay calm and not burst out laughing until Lisa was way out of sight. Rounding the corner she doubled over in laughter costing her many looks from other students but she didn't care, at least she didn't have to put up with any of that girl's shit. She regained herself and went to the girls' toilets. She had ten minutes before the next bus so she might as well do something. As she flung the door open she heard a soft whimpering coming from one of the stalls.
"Is everyone all right in here?" she called, groaning inwardly. It was just one innocent after another. She never got a break.
"No" A little voice responded, "Please help me." A little brown haired girl stepped out of a cubicle and through watery chocolate eyes gazed at Prue.
Prue's heart went out to this little girl and she stooped slightly to be level with the small girl. What could possibly make this sweet girl so upset?
"What's wrong sweetie?" she asked
"I dunno" the little girl sniveled
"Look whatever it is. I can help you don't be afraid"
"I dunno" the little girl seemed to be getting even more depressed
"Sweetie, why are you so upset?"
"No, you don't get it. I don't know anything" the little girl lifted her head and as she shook it from side to side her pigtails whipped her petite face.
"Excuse me?" Prue amazed at what she was hearing tried to think what she meant. Girls were harsh but this was ridiculous.
"I woke up in that toilet" she indicated to the cubicle, "and I don't remember who I am or why I was in there. Please help me. I'm so scared"
Prue let out a breath. Damn memory-erasing demons. Great, another one I have to vanquish because I don't have anything better to do with my life.
"All right sweetie. I think you better come home with me. I'll be able to get your memory back there. It'll all be all right. You just come with me." She said in a soothing voice
The small girl nodded quickly through her tears and Prue took the little girl's arm and lead her to the bus stop. She didn't really care if Lisa was on there or if she wasn't waiting for her brothers. This poor innocent little girl had been attacked and no matter how much she dreamed of a normal life without magic, while she had it she was going to help as many people as she possibly could. ***
A/N- Just to answer one of my reviewers who said that my story was like someone else's. I just went and read their story now and I see what you mean but I can really assure you and the writer of that story that I did not intend that at all AND it really was just a coincidence that it turned out that way. I'm really sorry for any damage this mistake may have caused but believe me its not anything like that story except maybe for their ages and the fact that Piper has two sons and a daughter but mainly that was just because I think that Piper deserves a daughter. Anyway sorry for this mistake and I hope that this hasn't offended you too much. PLEASE FORGIVE ME. Anyway hope you read and enjoy because its nothing like that.
*~*~*~ Chris orbed into a boys toilet cubicle hoping desperately that there wouldn't be anyone in there because he really didn't have time to sense and well what were the odds? He orbed in facing the door...
"Arrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhh" A high-pitched piercing scream sounded and as he turned around he realized that he'd orbed into the girls toilet and a little year seven's cubicle thankfully she was fully covered as she had either just finished or hadn't started yet. Her pigtails bounced merrily as her head jerked while she screamed.
"Umm..." Chris began trying to think of a spell to erase her memory before she had the whole school running in. Luckily he didn't have to think too long because the girl simply fainted.
"Oh crap, this could only happen to me" He muttered then stooped to look closer at the 11 year old who had seemingly lost consciousness. He carefully lifted her head to see if she was bleeding which she wasn't. Standing Chris brought his hands up to his face and tried to massage his brain. He really needed a spell. Where was Aunty Phoebe when you needed her? He smiled slightly then concentrated trying to remember any spell making advise she had given to him. None came to mind so he pulled words out from the air.
"I dunno if this is will work but I might as well give it a shot" he sighed and licked his lips.
"I call upon the Powers of the sky Hear me and my sacred plea Let all memories of this die And let this innocent girl be free"
Magical orbs appeared from the corner of the cubicle (next to the sleeping daddy long legs who feel off his web in fright) and encircled themselves around the young girls forehead they circled around her for a few moments and absorbed a frothy white substance which emanated from the top of her head. Suddenly they stopped moving, rose above the girl and blew up.
Chris cocked an eyebrow amazed at his handiwork, he could only hope that it hadn't been too successful and that the girl still remembered who she was. Oh well, he glanced at her petite face once more attempting to memorize it in case there was any dilemma with his spell and also to make sure there was no chance she was going to wake up before he could sense Wyatt and leave. He saw that her eyes were firmly shut and she wasn't even stirring so he shrugged warily and turned away from her. Finally he closed his eyes and tried to feel his older brother. For a few moments he thought that Wyatt turned off his detector but then he was hit with a sharp pain in his chest and a clear picture of an old cave appeared. He could see the roof of the ancient dirt cave and many shadowy figures rushing around his body. He forcibly pulled himself out of his trance-like state and swore.
"Shit Wyatt. Why can't you just leave things be?" he took one last look at the small girl lying on her back with her bony arms laying beside her. Poor thing, he really had to be more careful about where he orbed next time and he better write down that spell. It was good! Then he gazed to the spider web and focused on the cave where his brother was, magical orbs surrounded his lean body which separated into single atoms and orbed away.
He orbed into the bat filled cave and instantly spotted his brother in a corner. Wyatt was curled into a tight fetal ball with his back facing the doorway. Chris rushed over to him.
"Wyatt, come on wake up. Wyatt" he whispered urgently.
At that moment six demons shimmered in. Their bodies, though almost exact human clones were rippling as an indefinable substance coursed its way through their veins. Chris shuddered and withdrew.
"The Halliwell boys. Lucky I knew that you were to come rescue him otherwise I may have been ill prepared" he chortled darkly. His voice echoed around the cave and boomed into Chris' ear.
"Well, I see that you guys are having like a little demonic meeting or something and I really don't want to interrupt. I better get going." Chris tried to play his way through so he could just get home, there was already the black demon he had to defeat he didn't even want to know who these demons were. Damn Wyatt, why did he have to go looking for trouble? God knows it came to him anyway. Chris twisted his right wrist and the whole room froze.
"Oh thank god," he murmured "Wyatt, I'm taking you home"
"No, I gotta get them, I have to" Wyatt muttered deliriously
"Yeah, Wyatt we will get them after we get you all healed up" reassured Chris "I promise we'll get them"
"No they killed her. I know it. I have to find out for sure though. Let me stay. Please Chris. I need to get them." Wyatt deliriously continued.
"Look we'll find out who killed Vanessa..."
"I should've been there to save her. Aunty Paige hates me. I should've saved her, she was my cousin, she was so small, why wasn't I there?" he pleaded struggling to keep the tears from his eyes.
"Wyatt listen to me. It wasn't your fault. Aunt Paige doesn't hate you because it wasn't any of our faults she was killed at playgroup there was no way anyone could've protected her there. We'll find who did it. I promise I'll help you myself and then we'll kill that demon in the most agonizing way possible but right now I've gotta get you home. I don't care what you say." Chris placed firm hand on Wyatt's shoulder and orbed him to the manor.
*** Prue exited her last period of English and almost jumped for joy. So excited she was about her class finishing that she didn't even see Lisa Wenwen running up to her otherwise she would have run the other way. The girl running towards her was delightfully plump and as she ran her cheeks wobbled slightly, recently she had been more than just delightfully plump and she never failed to compliment herself on the amount of weight that she had lost. Prue only realized that Lisa was there when she was too close to hide. Oh crap, not her come on elders. What could I have possibly done to deserve this? She glanced upwards hoping to see some sign they had heard and were working on it but unfortunately no; she was all-alone with this self obsessive girl. She sighed but raised her head and tried to smile.
"Oh my god Prue. You would not believe what happened to me. I was like walking to my locker and this guy just like came up and asked me out. How cool I have a date! Aren't you excited?" she blurted this out in one big rush with a breathless smile.
Prue resisted rolling her eyes and instead tried to think of something which would regrettably excuse her from the conversation.
"Are you catching the bus tonight? Because he's gonna be there and we're gonna organize it there" she stared waiting for an answer.
Damn you, Chris. You so better be at the bus stop. Thinking that she probably better respond to at least one of the many things Lisa had so excitingly explained she began.
"Um, Yeah I'm catching the bus. Sure I'd um love to meet him. That'll be really great." She nodded and bit her cheek while she slowly tried to get her lips to turn into a smile. She then turned and started to walk to the bus stop. At least that way she would be getting closer to home rather than just standing there with Lisa. Listening to how wonderfully beautiful she was. Oh god, there had to be some way to get out of this. She could meet up with Chris and Wyatt later. They both know what Lisa's like because she had hit on both of them on several occasions. There had to be some way to get out...
"Oh he is really hot. But then again you know what a boy magnet I am, so its not really too much of a surprise" she said with a bubbly giggle
"Oh geez, look Lisa I really have to go to the toilet" Prue said slyly "could you wait for me?"
"Um, well, Gavin's gonna be on the first bus and if we miss it then I'll miss him. I'm sorry, but..." the choice between having someone to pash and having someone to brag about the pash to seemed to be conflicting in Lisa's mind.
"Oh that's all right. I'm sure I'll see him another time. Bye" She turned and smacked her lips together in a desperate attempt to stay calm and not burst out laughing until Lisa was way out of sight. Rounding the corner she doubled over in laughter costing her many looks from other students but she didn't care, at least she didn't have to put up with any of that girl's shit. She regained herself and went to the girls' toilets. She had ten minutes before the next bus so she might as well do something. As she flung the door open she heard a soft whimpering coming from one of the stalls.
"Is everyone all right in here?" she called, groaning inwardly. It was just one innocent after another. She never got a break.
"No" A little voice responded, "Please help me." A little brown haired girl stepped out of a cubicle and through watery chocolate eyes gazed at Prue.
Prue's heart went out to this little girl and she stooped slightly to be level with the small girl. What could possibly make this sweet girl so upset?
"What's wrong sweetie?" she asked
"I dunno" the little girl sniveled
"Look whatever it is. I can help you don't be afraid"
"I dunno" the little girl seemed to be getting even more depressed
"Sweetie, why are you so upset?"
"No, you don't get it. I don't know anything" the little girl lifted her head and as she shook it from side to side her pigtails whipped her petite face.
"Excuse me?" Prue amazed at what she was hearing tried to think what she meant. Girls were harsh but this was ridiculous.
"I woke up in that toilet" she indicated to the cubicle, "and I don't remember who I am or why I was in there. Please help me. I'm so scared"
Prue let out a breath. Damn memory-erasing demons. Great, another one I have to vanquish because I don't have anything better to do with my life.
"All right sweetie. I think you better come home with me. I'll be able to get your memory back there. It'll all be all right. You just come with me." She said in a soothing voice
The small girl nodded quickly through her tears and Prue took the little girl's arm and lead her to the bus stop. She didn't really care if Lisa was on there or if she wasn't waiting for her brothers. This poor innocent little girl had been attacked and no matter how much she dreamed of a normal life without magic, while she had it she was going to help as many people as she possibly could. ***