Part 5

The athame sailed across the attic, hitting its target with force.

The expected blood diffusing threw her clothing never came.

No blood, No gore, No screaming in agony.

Paige pulled the blade from her stomach with a twisted smile.

"You know, that really tickled. But here's a tip pippy: I'm over the mortal coil. No death for me! You see I'm stronger than you. I'm part charmed one, part whitelighter and then add evil over that and you get a pretty powerful and awesome entity... me."

Piper held Paige's stare. How could that be her sister? It was just wrong.

"We'll find some way to stop you." Prue said rigidly.

Paige sighed dramatically then threw out her hands sending a stream of electricity into Piper.

Prue watched on in shock as Piper convulsed and screamed. Paige wasn't letting up. Tackling her to the ground finally cut off the connection.

Prue pushed herself up and looked over to Piper. She was deadly still. Scrambling to her side she became more alarmed by the line of blood that ran from her sister's ear.

"Piper??" she asked frantically as she pressed two fingers to her neck.

Letting her breath catch in her throat she whispered, "no."

Paige climbed to her feet and dusted herself off. "Idiot, I've got a friction burn now."

Prue looked up at Paige with tears in her eyes, "She's dead."

"Boo-Hoo." Paige said sarcastically.

"Don't you feel anything?! What are you? Why did you take her?!" Prue asked in rage.

Paige threw up her hands in frustration, "Hello! Evil now! Did you not get the fact that I murdered your family??"

Prue gave her the same blank stare.

Paige sighed and summoned the athame before stepping forward and ramming it into her sister's abdomen.

"That make it clearer?" She asked pulling the athame out.

Prue grasped her stomach as she fell to the attic floor next to Piper. She was aware she was going to die. What did she want to be her last words? Finding the strength from somewhere deep down she looked up at her sister.

"I... love you."

Bam! Something in Paige broke. As the darkness lifted from her soul her eyes welled up.

What had she done?

Looking around he saw one char grilled nephew and two dead sisters, Prue's blue stare still on her.

Falling to her knee's her mind was flooded of visions of pain, grief and plain out evil.