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, Vanessa, Lisa Wenwen, the pigtail girl
(Pythia), Potter, Bridget, Zangog, Drew, Gavin and oh this is ridiculous;
just any unfamiliar face. If anyone wants to use any of my characters
please be my guest but just tell me you want to use them first. Anyway
enjoy.
A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed and to those that answered the question who is the source I'm more than happy to tell you that you are wrong so please keep guessing!! Sorry it took so long to publish the next chappie but I've been in Japan. Yay!! So if someone goes to Japan in my story don't be to surprised. Thanks for taking the time to read this and once again any suggestions you can provide are much appreciated. Please read and review even if it is bad. Anyway enjoy this chappie!!!!!!!
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Piper paced the room as Phoebe stared intently at the Book. She would stare at each page for a few minutes eyebrows furrowed and then turn to the next page continuing the cycle.
"Found anything?" Piper snapped.
"Nope," Phoebe airily replied.
With an amused smile on her face she glanced at Piper who was close to steaming as she paced up and down the attic.
"Piper is there anything you want to tell me?" she inquired delicately, resting an arm on the stand and then placing her head on it.
"No. Why would you think that?" she sarcastically asked as she threw her hands in the air causing the antique closet to explode. "Oh shit," lowering her hands to her face she sunk into the nearby couch. Phoebe sadly looked at her sister and went to sit next to her, abandoning her search.
"So...." She gently prodded wrapping an arm around Piper's shoulders and resting her chin in the crook of her neck.
"I can't get through to them," she looked down, then frowned and looked at Phoebe. "No, I'm wrong. I can get through to THEM. I can't get through to her."
"What do you mean?" she asked raising her head
"I mean Prue. She wants this whole new identity and I'm not a part of it. She wants to vanquish demons and she doesn't want my help. She wants to get a job and won't listen to the exposure risk. She listens to Chris and Wyatt more than she does to me. You and Pyth are so close and yet when I try to have a conversation with Prue she just makes some excuse and shuffles off. What am I doing wrong?"
"Honey, she's a teenager. You really have to expect that..."
"She's becoming so powerful and she won't listen to me"
"She'll come around. I promise."
"I hope so. I feel like such a failure when she just turns her back to me"
"Oh honey" she embraced Piper who nestled into her shoulder and sobbed gently. "You're not a failure. You're a great mother."
"Except Wyatt's going to turn evil and Chris will have to fight him and who knows what happens to my daughter" she raised her head from Phoebe's shoulder and spoke the words with such anger that Phoebe physically recoiled; her empath power causing her to have a sharp pain in her head. "You heard what Chris said"
"Chris? What has Chris said" Taken aback Phoebe tried to remember a time when Chris had spoken to her of anything but his lack of money and the fact that Bianca and him were going to the movies.
"When he came back from the future" Piper spat bitterly; a renewed fit of tears accompanied the memory of her younger son's departure from 2005; at the hands of her elder son's demons. Her and her sisters being utterly helpless and being restricted from following him to the future or doing anything to try and save him. Wyatt had presumably killed or turned him as he had never come back to give any sign that they had changed anything or that he was okay.
"Oh yeah. Well... we're trying to make it right now. Wyatt's surrounded by goodness and he's such a gem, never hear him complaining..."
"Sure" Piper sniffed "He'll just take all his anger out on us when he goes totally evil" she stressed the word and grabbed a tissue violently.
"Piper we were meant to die when Chris was 14 and now he's 16 and we're still alive. He's changed the future. We've changed the future and Wyatt's not gonna turn evil. Prue... well... she'll come around. She's a teenager, just spend some time with her you know, just be with her"
Paige orbed into the attic clutching a squirming Bridget. "Mummy, I want to go play..."
Paige hushed the small child and stared accusingly at Phoebe and Piper. "So the demon? Name, possible vanquish? What have you got?" her jaw was tight and her eyes solemn as she stared from one sister to the other.
Phoebe looked at Piper who had lowered her head and was now staring interestedly at her knees which were drawn tightly to her. She was gripping her right hand in her left and still had a steady stream of teams making their way down her face. Every now and again a small sniffle could be heard as she cried.
Taking the lead upon herself Phoebe took a deep breath and tried to structure her sentence properly. Paige had been irritable since Vanessa's death and the slightest little annoyance would send her into a rage. "We were just talking"
Paige raised an eyebrow with a frown on her face "A demon almost kills my daughter and instead of researching you two are talking."
Phoebe looked at her sister genuinely surprised at her response. It was expectable for her to be in a state of mourning for her Vanessa but Paige had been raging for weeks at everyone and Phoebe was starting to get annoyed at the fact that she seemed to have no regards for anyone but herself and her family. Piper was clearly devastated and she could see that but took no notice. The anger bubbled inside Phoebe but she was forced to restrain it. Mourning and grieving were expected and in her position Phoebe had no idea what she would have done, maybe lock herself in the basement but Paige was being unreasonable and hurting Piper and herself for no reason. She shook her head and kept her expression neutral as she answered her sister "Piper's having a bad day. I looked in the book I couldn't find anything"
Paige threw a scathing look at Piper which caused Phoebe to stare reproachfully at Paige who caught her eye and then diverted her eyes to the book. She bustled over to it and hoisted Bridget to her hip as she checked the pages.
Bridget craned her neck over her mothers shoulder and looked sadly at her aunt who was sobbing quietly.
"Aunty Piper are you okay?" her brown eyes gazing intently at her aunt.
Paige jostled Bridget before Piper had a chance to answer and finally lowered her to the ground when her squirming became too much.
"Aunty Piper's just got a tummy ache sweetie. She's fine." Paige told her shortly
"Did the demon hurt her?" She looked concernedly at Paige.
"What did I say about talking about demons. I don't want to hear it" Paige shouted angrily
Bridget cowered from her mothers fit of rage and ran to stand next to Phoebe who was rising to restrain Paige. Realizing what she had done Paige stood perfectly still and looked from Phoebe to Bridget a few times. Raising a hand to cup her face she looked pleadingly at Bridget who's eyes were swimming with tears "I'm sorry baby. I'm so sorry" she whispered, then turned and orbed out of the room.
Sighing Phoebe redirected her gaze to little Bridget who was still open mouthed and staring at the spot where her mother had been standing. Turning to Phoebe tears in her eyes she held her arms wide for a hug.
Phoebe grabbed the little child and raised her in the air hugging her and whispering, "It's alright. Mummy's just sad. It'll all be okay" Lowering Bridget to the ground the little girl shrugged and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
"Mummy's always angry," Phoebe squatted to be level with her niece she placed a finger under the little girls chin and forced her to look at her.
"Mummy's just confused and very very sad about..."
"Vanessa?"
"Yes sweetie. She's very sad about Vanessa"
"I miss her too. When is she coming home?" she quietly asked looking pleadingly into Phoebes eyes. Phoebe was stunned that she hadn't been told about her death. Little Bridge couldn't seriously still think that Vanessa was going to come back. "She is coming home..." the little girl urged
"Baby, um Vanessa's not coming home. She's gone to live with grandma and Aunty Prue ." Phoebe said slowly stroking the little girls arm as she spoke.
"She's not coming home?" Bridget screwed her nose into a dot of contempt and then understanding burst into tears and grabbed chunks of Phoebe's shirt in her little fists. Burrowing her head into the shirt she howled and sobbed. Items in the attic started flying around in a swirl of orbs, as the little girl couldn't control her powers then without warning they all fell to the ground and the little girl sobbed.
"Baby, baby. Oh sweetie I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry" she stroked the girls hair and kissed her forehead then glanced up at Piper's tear stained face which reflected her own thoughts. How could Paige not have told her own daughter about Vanessa? Shaking her head disbelievingly at Piper, Phoebe stooped to scoop Bridget into her arms and then carried her to her room.
The doorbell rang downstairs and a stampede of feet raced to get there all completely oblivious to the emotions that had been released in the attic of their own home.
*****
Struggling out of her brothers' grip she bounded to the door with their taunts ringing behind her.
"Oh Prue are you expecting someone?" Wyatt yelled.
"Drew, Oh Drew is that you?" Chris put on a high voice and feigned a look of deep love at Wyatt who shoved him out of the doorway into the hall but Chris continued "Drew, oh it's so WONDERFUL to see you"
Wyatt finally picked up on the uptake and started making kissing noises "Mwah, Mwah"
"Shut up" Prue yelled as she threw a small fireball over her shoulder as she raced to the door.
The doorbell sounded again and Pythia burst from her room breathless. Unfortunately she was directly in the path of Prue's harmless fireball and let out a small scream as she levitated over it. "Prue I think it's for me!" she called as she levitated across the ceiling and landed directly in front of Prue who gave her a curious look. "Gavin" she sheepishly replied then sprinted towards the door leaving Prue to race after her and Chris and Wyatt exchanging bored glances however they both followed the girls downstairs.
Potter had reached the door before either of the girls and from the moment he opened it, it was apparent that the visitor was neither Drew nor Gavin.
"Where is she?" a high pitched voice screeched.
Potter started to levitate as he became scared of the furious girl at the door.
"Help" he cried.
As he floated upwards the visitor took this as an advantage and strode into the house slamming the door shut. Pythia was at the bottom of the stairs with Prue two steps behind and Chris and Wyatt just beginning to descend.
Lisa Wenwen caught sight of Pythia and rounded on her "Who do you think you are? What right do you have? Don't you go near him. HE'S MINE" she growled
"HELP" Potter screamed as he braced himself against the roof. His eyes were tightly shut and his legs were wildly waving in the air.
Chris quickly orbed to the same height as Potter and levitated in the air. Grabbing Potter around the waist he pulled the little boy towards himself. Potter clawed at Chris desperate for a solid grip. Chris slowly descended with Potter clinging to him. As he touched the floor Potter refused to let go and simply stood there holding Chris' waist until Chris poked him and forced him to see that he was standing on the ground.
"Lisa what are you talking about?" Prue descended the last few steps to stand between Lisa and Pyth.
"Um who are you?" Pyth raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms across her chest.
"Who am I? I am your competition. Better be up for a fight coz I'm not gonna let him settle for garbage like YOU"
"Who's he?" Prue faced Lisa and frowned.
"Gavin. He asked ME out and then I find out your little bitch of a cousin here likes him too."
"Don't you speak to Pyth like that!" Wyatt came to stand protectively beside Pyth
"He asked ME out too. He told me what you did to him. You practically forced him to ask you but he doesn't even like you" Pyth hissed.
"Gavin? Oh the guy that was gonna be on the bus." Prue realized
Lisa lunged to tackle Prue who had stepped between the two to try and save Pyth. Prue took her force and lunged right back forcing her to the ground. "Lisa, wait...don't...hurt...let's...talk," Prue grunted as she tried to restrain Lisa. Suddenly Lisa started to form an energy ball. Swiftly Chris ushered Potter into the conservatory and Wyatt urged Pyth upstairs. Prue rolled on the ground with Lisa trying to pin her in one place but failing miserably. Gaining the upper hand Lisa telekinetically threw Prue off her and into the telephone stand.
"Arrgh" she cried as she landed with a loud crash. Shaking herself she stood and looked directly at the girl she had never known to be anything but mortal. Sure the girl was vain, boy crazy and generally stupid but demonic and vested with witchy powers that was just impossible. She had frozen Lisa before. If Lisa had been magic she shouldn't have frozen.
"Lisa you're not a demon." She stated standing as though frozen and staring at the figure in front of her.
"Weniweni? Is that you? She's a demon. Wow should've seen that one coming" Chris turned amazed at Prue and then gazed intently at the girl.
"Or not" Wyatt smiled slightly as Lisa's features changed and she was no longer Lisa but a female bounty hunter.
Her slim figure adorned in leather she threw her head back in a triumphant laugh. "Oh well it was a good try. Should have made a better potion hey? Oh well doesn't really matter I'm in your house aren't I?" She turned to Chris and threw a fireball at him. He levitated to avoid it while Wyatt twisted his wrist and blew the demon up before she had a chance to touch Prue.
As the cloud of black smoke cleared from where the demon had been standing Wyatt walked down the stairs to stand next to Prue while Chris silently lowered himself to stand in front of her.
"Prue...Prue...Are you alright?"
Prue still stood frozen into place her mouth slightly open and her gaze directed at the door. That bounty hunter knew her life. No, that wasn't what was scary the scary thing was that Gavin wasn't even her life. Gavin was Lisa's new boyfriend and Pyth seemed to like him too, or maybe it was the other way round and he was Pyth's boyfriend and Lisa liked him but that didn't matter because the point; the thing that scared her the most was the simple fact that bounty hunters knew things about her life. Knew how to infiltrate into her own home disguised as friends, she was being attacked by people she thought were friends. Was she not meant to get close to anyone because they were going to hurt her? Unless the bounty hunter was just a morpher like Pyth and she just morphed into Lisa. Still it meant that demons were getting closer and closer into her life and she didn't like it one bit. She finally understood why her mum was always so hard on her and why everyone was always trying to protect her. She was never going to be safe, bounty hunters, demons, darklighters, warlocks and even magical creatures were always going to be after her and they were going to disguise themselves as friends, family maybe even lovers. She could never trust anyone again. Everyone she knew could be a possible attacker.
She gave a quick gasp at this realization. All her childhood memories of being attacked returned: her kindergarten teacher throwing an athame, her best friend in prep breathing fire, her first pet dog growing fangs. They were just a couple. So many memories; all about evil. She would never be free demons were going to creep into her life at every moment. At this realization she snapped out of her trance-like state.
"Prue??" Wyatt waved a hand in front of her face
"I'm fine" she answered Wyatt's question with a quick nod of her head.
"Are you sure? You were staring into space..." Wyatt said unconvinced
"I'm fine. Don't worry" she quickly gave a smile at her brothers and attempted to bustle into the kitchen.
Chris let out an unamused snort and grabbed onto Prue's arm. "We're gonna talk. You're not fine. Come on"
Wyatt walked up the stairs and Chris began to drag her up behind when a swirl of orbs appeared and he felt her tense in his grip. He exchanged a look with Wyatt who swiftly stood slightly back so he was directly in front of Prue. They all knew why orbs weren't always a good sign.
A/N: Please, please review. Did you like it or not coz I dunno if it is good or not. This chapter was kind of weird I'll admit that. There was a lot of tears and if you're not into that soppy stuff then I'd be really surprised if you were reading this at all. I promise the next ones won't be as soppy. I dunno what happened with this I suppose I might have been in a sad mood. LOL or maybe just really high on sugar. Anyway suggestions on anything are really helpful and appreciated. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it. R&R plz!!!!
A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed and to those that answered the question who is the source I'm more than happy to tell you that you are wrong so please keep guessing!! Sorry it took so long to publish the next chappie but I've been in Japan. Yay!! So if someone goes to Japan in my story don't be to surprised. Thanks for taking the time to read this and once again any suggestions you can provide are much appreciated. Please read and review even if it is bad. Anyway enjoy this chappie!!!!!!!
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Piper paced the room as Phoebe stared intently at the Book. She would stare at each page for a few minutes eyebrows furrowed and then turn to the next page continuing the cycle.
"Found anything?" Piper snapped.
"Nope," Phoebe airily replied.
With an amused smile on her face she glanced at Piper who was close to steaming as she paced up and down the attic.
"Piper is there anything you want to tell me?" she inquired delicately, resting an arm on the stand and then placing her head on it.
"No. Why would you think that?" she sarcastically asked as she threw her hands in the air causing the antique closet to explode. "Oh shit," lowering her hands to her face she sunk into the nearby couch. Phoebe sadly looked at her sister and went to sit next to her, abandoning her search.
"So...." She gently prodded wrapping an arm around Piper's shoulders and resting her chin in the crook of her neck.
"I can't get through to them," she looked down, then frowned and looked at Phoebe. "No, I'm wrong. I can get through to THEM. I can't get through to her."
"What do you mean?" she asked raising her head
"I mean Prue. She wants this whole new identity and I'm not a part of it. She wants to vanquish demons and she doesn't want my help. She wants to get a job and won't listen to the exposure risk. She listens to Chris and Wyatt more than she does to me. You and Pyth are so close and yet when I try to have a conversation with Prue she just makes some excuse and shuffles off. What am I doing wrong?"
"Honey, she's a teenager. You really have to expect that..."
"She's becoming so powerful and she won't listen to me"
"She'll come around. I promise."
"I hope so. I feel like such a failure when she just turns her back to me"
"Oh honey" she embraced Piper who nestled into her shoulder and sobbed gently. "You're not a failure. You're a great mother."
"Except Wyatt's going to turn evil and Chris will have to fight him and who knows what happens to my daughter" she raised her head from Phoebe's shoulder and spoke the words with such anger that Phoebe physically recoiled; her empath power causing her to have a sharp pain in her head. "You heard what Chris said"
"Chris? What has Chris said" Taken aback Phoebe tried to remember a time when Chris had spoken to her of anything but his lack of money and the fact that Bianca and him were going to the movies.
"When he came back from the future" Piper spat bitterly; a renewed fit of tears accompanied the memory of her younger son's departure from 2005; at the hands of her elder son's demons. Her and her sisters being utterly helpless and being restricted from following him to the future or doing anything to try and save him. Wyatt had presumably killed or turned him as he had never come back to give any sign that they had changed anything or that he was okay.
"Oh yeah. Well... we're trying to make it right now. Wyatt's surrounded by goodness and he's such a gem, never hear him complaining..."
"Sure" Piper sniffed "He'll just take all his anger out on us when he goes totally evil" she stressed the word and grabbed a tissue violently.
"Piper we were meant to die when Chris was 14 and now he's 16 and we're still alive. He's changed the future. We've changed the future and Wyatt's not gonna turn evil. Prue... well... she'll come around. She's a teenager, just spend some time with her you know, just be with her"
Paige orbed into the attic clutching a squirming Bridget. "Mummy, I want to go play..."
Paige hushed the small child and stared accusingly at Phoebe and Piper. "So the demon? Name, possible vanquish? What have you got?" her jaw was tight and her eyes solemn as she stared from one sister to the other.
Phoebe looked at Piper who had lowered her head and was now staring interestedly at her knees which were drawn tightly to her. She was gripping her right hand in her left and still had a steady stream of teams making their way down her face. Every now and again a small sniffle could be heard as she cried.
Taking the lead upon herself Phoebe took a deep breath and tried to structure her sentence properly. Paige had been irritable since Vanessa's death and the slightest little annoyance would send her into a rage. "We were just talking"
Paige raised an eyebrow with a frown on her face "A demon almost kills my daughter and instead of researching you two are talking."
Phoebe looked at her sister genuinely surprised at her response. It was expectable for her to be in a state of mourning for her Vanessa but Paige had been raging for weeks at everyone and Phoebe was starting to get annoyed at the fact that she seemed to have no regards for anyone but herself and her family. Piper was clearly devastated and she could see that but took no notice. The anger bubbled inside Phoebe but she was forced to restrain it. Mourning and grieving were expected and in her position Phoebe had no idea what she would have done, maybe lock herself in the basement but Paige was being unreasonable and hurting Piper and herself for no reason. She shook her head and kept her expression neutral as she answered her sister "Piper's having a bad day. I looked in the book I couldn't find anything"
Paige threw a scathing look at Piper which caused Phoebe to stare reproachfully at Paige who caught her eye and then diverted her eyes to the book. She bustled over to it and hoisted Bridget to her hip as she checked the pages.
Bridget craned her neck over her mothers shoulder and looked sadly at her aunt who was sobbing quietly.
"Aunty Piper are you okay?" her brown eyes gazing intently at her aunt.
Paige jostled Bridget before Piper had a chance to answer and finally lowered her to the ground when her squirming became too much.
"Aunty Piper's just got a tummy ache sweetie. She's fine." Paige told her shortly
"Did the demon hurt her?" She looked concernedly at Paige.
"What did I say about talking about demons. I don't want to hear it" Paige shouted angrily
Bridget cowered from her mothers fit of rage and ran to stand next to Phoebe who was rising to restrain Paige. Realizing what she had done Paige stood perfectly still and looked from Phoebe to Bridget a few times. Raising a hand to cup her face she looked pleadingly at Bridget who's eyes were swimming with tears "I'm sorry baby. I'm so sorry" she whispered, then turned and orbed out of the room.
Sighing Phoebe redirected her gaze to little Bridget who was still open mouthed and staring at the spot where her mother had been standing. Turning to Phoebe tears in her eyes she held her arms wide for a hug.
Phoebe grabbed the little child and raised her in the air hugging her and whispering, "It's alright. Mummy's just sad. It'll all be okay" Lowering Bridget to the ground the little girl shrugged and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
"Mummy's always angry," Phoebe squatted to be level with her niece she placed a finger under the little girls chin and forced her to look at her.
"Mummy's just confused and very very sad about..."
"Vanessa?"
"Yes sweetie. She's very sad about Vanessa"
"I miss her too. When is she coming home?" she quietly asked looking pleadingly into Phoebes eyes. Phoebe was stunned that she hadn't been told about her death. Little Bridge couldn't seriously still think that Vanessa was going to come back. "She is coming home..." the little girl urged
"Baby, um Vanessa's not coming home. She's gone to live with grandma and Aunty Prue ." Phoebe said slowly stroking the little girls arm as she spoke.
"She's not coming home?" Bridget screwed her nose into a dot of contempt and then understanding burst into tears and grabbed chunks of Phoebe's shirt in her little fists. Burrowing her head into the shirt she howled and sobbed. Items in the attic started flying around in a swirl of orbs, as the little girl couldn't control her powers then without warning they all fell to the ground and the little girl sobbed.
"Baby, baby. Oh sweetie I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry" she stroked the girls hair and kissed her forehead then glanced up at Piper's tear stained face which reflected her own thoughts. How could Paige not have told her own daughter about Vanessa? Shaking her head disbelievingly at Piper, Phoebe stooped to scoop Bridget into her arms and then carried her to her room.
The doorbell rang downstairs and a stampede of feet raced to get there all completely oblivious to the emotions that had been released in the attic of their own home.
*****
Struggling out of her brothers' grip she bounded to the door with their taunts ringing behind her.
"Oh Prue are you expecting someone?" Wyatt yelled.
"Drew, Oh Drew is that you?" Chris put on a high voice and feigned a look of deep love at Wyatt who shoved him out of the doorway into the hall but Chris continued "Drew, oh it's so WONDERFUL to see you"
Wyatt finally picked up on the uptake and started making kissing noises "Mwah, Mwah"
"Shut up" Prue yelled as she threw a small fireball over her shoulder as she raced to the door.
The doorbell sounded again and Pythia burst from her room breathless. Unfortunately she was directly in the path of Prue's harmless fireball and let out a small scream as she levitated over it. "Prue I think it's for me!" she called as she levitated across the ceiling and landed directly in front of Prue who gave her a curious look. "Gavin" she sheepishly replied then sprinted towards the door leaving Prue to race after her and Chris and Wyatt exchanging bored glances however they both followed the girls downstairs.
Potter had reached the door before either of the girls and from the moment he opened it, it was apparent that the visitor was neither Drew nor Gavin.
"Where is she?" a high pitched voice screeched.
Potter started to levitate as he became scared of the furious girl at the door.
"Help" he cried.
As he floated upwards the visitor took this as an advantage and strode into the house slamming the door shut. Pythia was at the bottom of the stairs with Prue two steps behind and Chris and Wyatt just beginning to descend.
Lisa Wenwen caught sight of Pythia and rounded on her "Who do you think you are? What right do you have? Don't you go near him. HE'S MINE" she growled
"HELP" Potter screamed as he braced himself against the roof. His eyes were tightly shut and his legs were wildly waving in the air.
Chris quickly orbed to the same height as Potter and levitated in the air. Grabbing Potter around the waist he pulled the little boy towards himself. Potter clawed at Chris desperate for a solid grip. Chris slowly descended with Potter clinging to him. As he touched the floor Potter refused to let go and simply stood there holding Chris' waist until Chris poked him and forced him to see that he was standing on the ground.
"Lisa what are you talking about?" Prue descended the last few steps to stand between Lisa and Pyth.
"Um who are you?" Pyth raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms across her chest.
"Who am I? I am your competition. Better be up for a fight coz I'm not gonna let him settle for garbage like YOU"
"Who's he?" Prue faced Lisa and frowned.
"Gavin. He asked ME out and then I find out your little bitch of a cousin here likes him too."
"Don't you speak to Pyth like that!" Wyatt came to stand protectively beside Pyth
"He asked ME out too. He told me what you did to him. You practically forced him to ask you but he doesn't even like you" Pyth hissed.
"Gavin? Oh the guy that was gonna be on the bus." Prue realized
Lisa lunged to tackle Prue who had stepped between the two to try and save Pyth. Prue took her force and lunged right back forcing her to the ground. "Lisa, wait...don't...hurt...let's...talk," Prue grunted as she tried to restrain Lisa. Suddenly Lisa started to form an energy ball. Swiftly Chris ushered Potter into the conservatory and Wyatt urged Pyth upstairs. Prue rolled on the ground with Lisa trying to pin her in one place but failing miserably. Gaining the upper hand Lisa telekinetically threw Prue off her and into the telephone stand.
"Arrgh" she cried as she landed with a loud crash. Shaking herself she stood and looked directly at the girl she had never known to be anything but mortal. Sure the girl was vain, boy crazy and generally stupid but demonic and vested with witchy powers that was just impossible. She had frozen Lisa before. If Lisa had been magic she shouldn't have frozen.
"Lisa you're not a demon." She stated standing as though frozen and staring at the figure in front of her.
"Weniweni? Is that you? She's a demon. Wow should've seen that one coming" Chris turned amazed at Prue and then gazed intently at the girl.
"Or not" Wyatt smiled slightly as Lisa's features changed and she was no longer Lisa but a female bounty hunter.
Her slim figure adorned in leather she threw her head back in a triumphant laugh. "Oh well it was a good try. Should have made a better potion hey? Oh well doesn't really matter I'm in your house aren't I?" She turned to Chris and threw a fireball at him. He levitated to avoid it while Wyatt twisted his wrist and blew the demon up before she had a chance to touch Prue.
As the cloud of black smoke cleared from where the demon had been standing Wyatt walked down the stairs to stand next to Prue while Chris silently lowered himself to stand in front of her.
"Prue...Prue...Are you alright?"
Prue still stood frozen into place her mouth slightly open and her gaze directed at the door. That bounty hunter knew her life. No, that wasn't what was scary the scary thing was that Gavin wasn't even her life. Gavin was Lisa's new boyfriend and Pyth seemed to like him too, or maybe it was the other way round and he was Pyth's boyfriend and Lisa liked him but that didn't matter because the point; the thing that scared her the most was the simple fact that bounty hunters knew things about her life. Knew how to infiltrate into her own home disguised as friends, she was being attacked by people she thought were friends. Was she not meant to get close to anyone because they were going to hurt her? Unless the bounty hunter was just a morpher like Pyth and she just morphed into Lisa. Still it meant that demons were getting closer and closer into her life and she didn't like it one bit. She finally understood why her mum was always so hard on her and why everyone was always trying to protect her. She was never going to be safe, bounty hunters, demons, darklighters, warlocks and even magical creatures were always going to be after her and they were going to disguise themselves as friends, family maybe even lovers. She could never trust anyone again. Everyone she knew could be a possible attacker.
She gave a quick gasp at this realization. All her childhood memories of being attacked returned: her kindergarten teacher throwing an athame, her best friend in prep breathing fire, her first pet dog growing fangs. They were just a couple. So many memories; all about evil. She would never be free demons were going to creep into her life at every moment. At this realization she snapped out of her trance-like state.
"Prue??" Wyatt waved a hand in front of her face
"I'm fine" she answered Wyatt's question with a quick nod of her head.
"Are you sure? You were staring into space..." Wyatt said unconvinced
"I'm fine. Don't worry" she quickly gave a smile at her brothers and attempted to bustle into the kitchen.
Chris let out an unamused snort and grabbed onto Prue's arm. "We're gonna talk. You're not fine. Come on"
Wyatt walked up the stairs and Chris began to drag her up behind when a swirl of orbs appeared and he felt her tense in his grip. He exchanged a look with Wyatt who swiftly stood slightly back so he was directly in front of Prue. They all knew why orbs weren't always a good sign.
A/N: Please, please review. Did you like it or not coz I dunno if it is good or not. This chapter was kind of weird I'll admit that. There was a lot of tears and if you're not into that soppy stuff then I'd be really surprised if you were reading this at all. I promise the next ones won't be as soppy. I dunno what happened with this I suppose I might have been in a sad mood. LOL or maybe just really high on sugar. Anyway suggestions on anything are really helpful and appreciated. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it. R&R plz!!!!