Disclaimer: Even though I wrote this story I own nothing. sobs
incoherently All of the characters belong to whoever owns Charmed which I
think is Warner Brothers studios but I'm not sure. Any who 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 little 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: Hmmm well sorry for the long wait because I've had a writer's block. LOL. If you all really want to know the truth I'm making this up as I go. I know that if you want to write a good story you need to have a plan and I kind of do (. Well I have a really flexible outline of my story. In other words I know who's going to die in the end and who the source is and well im sure there are other things as well... LOL Anyways if you're reading this please do me a HUGE favor and review!! I really really love reviews even if its bad. I want to know if I should keep going with this story or not. Also if anyone has any nitpicks or annoyances with my characters can you please let me know. Oh and by the way. Id just like to let you all know that I live in Australia and when I started writing this story we were at "Chris Crossed" so I didn't know about Chris dying in the season finale. Sorry bout that... ( LOL anyways enjoy and please review!! ON WITH THE STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Prue threw herself at her mother "No it's not! No it can't be!" she screamed and clutched at the remnants of her mothers t-shirt. "Mum stay here. You can't die. You can't die." Tears began to stream down her face but her screams only grew louder.
"I... love... you" Piper stammered softly.
Prue roughly scooped her mothers hand into hers and held it close to her face. "You have to live. What will I do without you?"
Piper's breathing was labored and when she spoke her back arched slightly in pain. "I'll be with you. No matter where you are I'll be there. Remember that"
Prue felt arms wrap around her waist and pull her away. She struggled against them her only desire to be with her mum; to hold her and stop her from dying. She couldn't die this way, not because of Leo. She shrieked and struggled against the hold but they were too strong, her emotions took over then and she turned and buried her head into the persons shoulder. Sobbing uncontrollably she incoherently cursed the elders with every fiber of her being. Still she was unaware of who her captor was but she felt them release their hold on her and felt the warm trickle of tears on her naked shoulder. The tears surprised her and she looked up at who held her; this was when she lost control. Chris never cried, in her whole life she had never seen her older brother shed a tear. Even when the Manticore had ripped off his arm. His crying set a fire off inside her, it was a fire of survival.
"We need to find someone to heal you" Phoebe stated bending over her sister who had now been transferred to the couch.
"I can go ask..." Wyatt began
"No time, you have to stay here try and sustain her." Wyatt nodded and placed his hands above Pipers wounds and closed his eyes. An orange glow emanated from his hands as he transmitted his well-being to her. It was one of Wyatt's weakest and newest powers but it gave him the ability to transmit his health to another person and most of the time could keep them alive until a healer could be found.
Phoebe stood and walked to where Prue and Chris stood. Prue burning her face a mask of anger. Chris desperately trying to compose himself.
"I'm going to kill him" Prue seethed balling her hands into fists.
"I can't keep her for long. Get a healer." Wyatt said
"But who...?" Chris started
"I don't care Chris. Just go find one. NOW!" Wyatt growled.
"Prue..." Phoebe clasped her elbows and looked her in the eye. "Get me first aid supplies. In the upstairs bathroom. Hurry"
As if in a trance she ran to the upstairs bathroom, her mind set on revenge and on the torturous things she was going to do to her father. Breathing shallowly and loudly she almost trampled Bridget who was sleepily making her way out of her bedroom. She brushed the child out of the way and continued to the bathroom.
"Prue... Come play with me" Her small hand wandered to rub the sleep from her eyes while her other hand clutched tightly over her favorite teddy bear.
Prue ignored the little girl completely, her only thoughts consisting of her mother and father. Her anger was provoking her demonic powers which were all too ready to be used for revenge rather than the greater good.
Suddenly Bridget orbed in Prue's way. "Come play with me" she frowned and stamped her little foot.
"I don't have time" Prue screamed and the fireball so close to the surface erupted from her hand and threw the little bear from the child's clutch. Bridget screamed and rushed to her bear; picking it up she stroked it and patted it until a golden glow erupted from her hands causing the charred teddy bear to heal and become complete again. Prue watched amazed as her little cousin healed her favorite bear.
"Bridget you can heal?" Prue asked in awe.
"I'm not playing with you" the little girl stood and began to orb out but Prue caught her mid orb.
"Stop, come with me." She held the struggling child against her will and flameorbed her the conservatory where Piper lay, dying slowly.
Wyatt still had his hands over Pipers wound though he looked drawn and tired. Phoebe looked up at Prue from her kneeling position where she was stroking Pipers hair. "Where's the first aid kit?"
"Bridget can heal" She held the struggling child under the armpits and lifted her to bring her to Pipers side. When Bridget caught sight of her aunt she cried out
"Aunty Piper"
"Heal her. Bridget I saw you do it to teddy. Heal Aunty Piper. Please" Prue pleaded
"I'll try"
Placing her hands over Pipers wound she glowed a golden light and slowly Pipers wound disappeared and she woke up.
"Bridget?" Astounded Piper stood and looked at her niece and then just smiled and hugged the little child.
"Thank you Bridge!"
The little girl giggled and hugged her aunty. "I love you"
"I love you too Bridge."
Still smiling Piper sat up and hugged Prue, Wyatt and Phoebe. "Where's Chris?"
"Finding a whitelighter for you." Wyatt laughed "I'll go find him." Wyatt orbed out.
"He was really worried for you" Phoebe stated looking into Piper's eyes.
"He cried" Prue smiled slightly at her mother.
Piper's eyes widened. "Chris cried? Oh my poor darling." Tears welled in her eyes as she thought about her son.
Just then Wyatt and Chris orbed in. Piper stood and flung herself onto her son. "Chris." Hugging him she smiled uncontrollably.
"Mum, I can't... breathe."
"Sorry, I just love you all so much. What would I do without you." Wyatt and Prue both embraced Piper and Chris and the family hug was complete.
Phoebe smiled from her kneeling position on the ground.
Leo orbed into the underground.
"I don't want to hurt her. You made me kill her!!" he ranted.
"I didn't make you kill her. She got caught in the cross fire." Calmly the source continued. "Anyway she didn't die. The elders granted that brat Bridget her healing power early to save her. Do-gooders"
"I don't understand. What happened to you?"
"Do we have to go through this again Leo? Power isn't always achieved through pure goodness. Why should I care about the greater good when I can care about my powers" Smiling the source swiveled in his chair. His dark hair and goatee tinted with white from exposure to raw power.
"You were an elder"
"So were you" he slyly pointed out
"You made me evil. It was your fault Gideon" Leo screamed
Gideon laughed evilly. "So it was."
A/N: Hmmm well sorry for the long wait because I've had a writer's block. LOL. If you all really want to know the truth I'm making this up as I go. I know that if you want to write a good story you need to have a plan and I kind of do (. Well I have a really flexible outline of my story. In other words I know who's going to die in the end and who the source is and well im sure there are other things as well... LOL Anyways if you're reading this please do me a HUGE favor and review!! I really really love reviews even if its bad. I want to know if I should keep going with this story or not. Also if anyone has any nitpicks or annoyances with my characters can you please let me know. Oh and by the way. Id just like to let you all know that I live in Australia and when I started writing this story we were at "Chris Crossed" so I didn't know about Chris dying in the season finale. Sorry bout that... ( LOL anyways enjoy and please review!! ON WITH THE STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Prue threw herself at her mother "No it's not! No it can't be!" she screamed and clutched at the remnants of her mothers t-shirt. "Mum stay here. You can't die. You can't die." Tears began to stream down her face but her screams only grew louder.
"I... love... you" Piper stammered softly.
Prue roughly scooped her mothers hand into hers and held it close to her face. "You have to live. What will I do without you?"
Piper's breathing was labored and when she spoke her back arched slightly in pain. "I'll be with you. No matter where you are I'll be there. Remember that"
Prue felt arms wrap around her waist and pull her away. She struggled against them her only desire to be with her mum; to hold her and stop her from dying. She couldn't die this way, not because of Leo. She shrieked and struggled against the hold but they were too strong, her emotions took over then and she turned and buried her head into the persons shoulder. Sobbing uncontrollably she incoherently cursed the elders with every fiber of her being. Still she was unaware of who her captor was but she felt them release their hold on her and felt the warm trickle of tears on her naked shoulder. The tears surprised her and she looked up at who held her; this was when she lost control. Chris never cried, in her whole life she had never seen her older brother shed a tear. Even when the Manticore had ripped off his arm. His crying set a fire off inside her, it was a fire of survival.
"We need to find someone to heal you" Phoebe stated bending over her sister who had now been transferred to the couch.
"I can go ask..." Wyatt began
"No time, you have to stay here try and sustain her." Wyatt nodded and placed his hands above Pipers wounds and closed his eyes. An orange glow emanated from his hands as he transmitted his well-being to her. It was one of Wyatt's weakest and newest powers but it gave him the ability to transmit his health to another person and most of the time could keep them alive until a healer could be found.
Phoebe stood and walked to where Prue and Chris stood. Prue burning her face a mask of anger. Chris desperately trying to compose himself.
"I'm going to kill him" Prue seethed balling her hands into fists.
"I can't keep her for long. Get a healer." Wyatt said
"But who...?" Chris started
"I don't care Chris. Just go find one. NOW!" Wyatt growled.
"Prue..." Phoebe clasped her elbows and looked her in the eye. "Get me first aid supplies. In the upstairs bathroom. Hurry"
As if in a trance she ran to the upstairs bathroom, her mind set on revenge and on the torturous things she was going to do to her father. Breathing shallowly and loudly she almost trampled Bridget who was sleepily making her way out of her bedroom. She brushed the child out of the way and continued to the bathroom.
"Prue... Come play with me" Her small hand wandered to rub the sleep from her eyes while her other hand clutched tightly over her favorite teddy bear.
Prue ignored the little girl completely, her only thoughts consisting of her mother and father. Her anger was provoking her demonic powers which were all too ready to be used for revenge rather than the greater good.
Suddenly Bridget orbed in Prue's way. "Come play with me" she frowned and stamped her little foot.
"I don't have time" Prue screamed and the fireball so close to the surface erupted from her hand and threw the little bear from the child's clutch. Bridget screamed and rushed to her bear; picking it up she stroked it and patted it until a golden glow erupted from her hands causing the charred teddy bear to heal and become complete again. Prue watched amazed as her little cousin healed her favorite bear.
"Bridget you can heal?" Prue asked in awe.
"I'm not playing with you" the little girl stood and began to orb out but Prue caught her mid orb.
"Stop, come with me." She held the struggling child against her will and flameorbed her the conservatory where Piper lay, dying slowly.
Wyatt still had his hands over Pipers wound though he looked drawn and tired. Phoebe looked up at Prue from her kneeling position where she was stroking Pipers hair. "Where's the first aid kit?"
"Bridget can heal" She held the struggling child under the armpits and lifted her to bring her to Pipers side. When Bridget caught sight of her aunt she cried out
"Aunty Piper"
"Heal her. Bridget I saw you do it to teddy. Heal Aunty Piper. Please" Prue pleaded
"I'll try"
Placing her hands over Pipers wound she glowed a golden light and slowly Pipers wound disappeared and she woke up.
"Bridget?" Astounded Piper stood and looked at her niece and then just smiled and hugged the little child.
"Thank you Bridge!"
The little girl giggled and hugged her aunty. "I love you"
"I love you too Bridge."
Still smiling Piper sat up and hugged Prue, Wyatt and Phoebe. "Where's Chris?"
"Finding a whitelighter for you." Wyatt laughed "I'll go find him." Wyatt orbed out.
"He was really worried for you" Phoebe stated looking into Piper's eyes.
"He cried" Prue smiled slightly at her mother.
Piper's eyes widened. "Chris cried? Oh my poor darling." Tears welled in her eyes as she thought about her son.
Just then Wyatt and Chris orbed in. Piper stood and flung herself onto her son. "Chris." Hugging him she smiled uncontrollably.
"Mum, I can't... breathe."
"Sorry, I just love you all so much. What would I do without you." Wyatt and Prue both embraced Piper and Chris and the family hug was complete.
Phoebe smiled from her kneeling position on the ground.
Leo orbed into the underground.
"I don't want to hurt her. You made me kill her!!" he ranted.
"I didn't make you kill her. She got caught in the cross fire." Calmly the source continued. "Anyway she didn't die. The elders granted that brat Bridget her healing power early to save her. Do-gooders"
"I don't understand. What happened to you?"
"Do we have to go through this again Leo? Power isn't always achieved through pure goodness. Why should I care about the greater good when I can care about my powers" Smiling the source swiveled in his chair. His dark hair and goatee tinted with white from exposure to raw power.
"You were an elder"
"So were you" he slyly pointed out
"You made me evil. It was your fault Gideon" Leo screamed
Gideon laughed evilly. "So it was."