A/N: For the purpose of my story, every person in the Warren/Halliwell line was a witch. By that I mean, men too. For example, in the episode where Grams was a hippie, Patty's father was mortal, but for my story; he was a witch. As were all of the other men who fathered a Warren/Halliwell child, up until Patty and Victor. LeoPiperAndyPrue: LOL Pearl does have an attitude, as do all the Halliwell women. ;) It's part of her charm, or rather blessing, so to speak. ::rolls eyes:: And yes, I promise that there will be more Piper and Leo, once the whole Persia thing is sorted out! (P.S. I can't wait until you have time to update your story!) Jenny: I'll keep that in mind. Thanks for letting me know!
The Blessed Ones
Chapter 6: Up To Death
"And so this entire family is witches?" Persia asked. She was still in shock. She'd just spent the last half an hour being told about her biological family's history.
Paige shook her head. "No. Everyone dating back from our mother, your grandmother, are witches. Starting with Prue, that all changed. Patty, our mom, married Victor who was a mortal. Together they had Prue, Piper, and Phoebe; they are all half witch and half mortal. Then our mom had an affair with her whitelighter, we'll get into what those are later, and they had me. I'm half whitelighter and half witch. Then I got pregnant by my high school sweetheart, Glenn, who was mortal and we got married. My daughter is half mortal, like her aunts. But she is also one-fourth witch and one-fourth whitelighter. Piper had a child with our whitelighter, so their daughter is the opposite; she is half whitelighter, one-fourth mortal, and one-fourth witch. Then of course there is Pam...." Paige's voice trailed off. Oh...that may be a sore subject. We have not even said that Phoebe already has a daughter. We have just explained about the family history.. Paige thought.
Phoebe glanced at Paige. "It's okay. She needs to know." Phoebe said. She reached out, taking Persia's hand. "Pam...Pamela, is my daughter, your younger sister." She said.
Persia stared at Phoebe, holding her gaze for a moment. "So, you're happily married with a child too?" She asked.
Phoebe nodded. "But that doesn't mean that I don't want to get to know you!" Phoebe quickly added.
"What am I?" Persia asked, with confusion.
Phoebe winced. "Wh..what do you mean?" She asked.
"What am I? Like, you're half witch and half mortal, what am I? Did you know my father? Why did you..." Persia's voice trailed off. Do I really want to know that? She mentally asked herself.
"Why did I give you up?" Phoebe finished. She was sure that was the question.
"Yes." Persia replied.
"I was nineteen." Phoebe said. "In New York, without family. A party girl, with a boyfriend. We got drunk, he came after me..." Phoebe said.
"You mean he.." Persia said, with a flinch.
Phoebe just nodded.
"No wonder you gave me up." Persia said.
"James Kline?" Paige asked, as she remembered the evil witch that they'd vanquished a few years ago.
"Yes." Phoebe said.
"He was a witch. I didn't know it then, because I didn't know I was a witch then. It must have been chance, ya know? But he came back later, found me. That was when we discovered the truth and vanquished him. A few years ago." Phoebe said, as her hands trembled.
"I'm sorry." Persia said.
"No, I am." Phoebe replied.
"It was my fault. I came here and brought back all these old memories." Persia said.
Pandora hopped off Prue's lap. "Show us your powers!" She announced, happily. She was so young that she didn't realize the seriousness of the situation.
"Pandora!" Prue hissed, as she reached for her daughter.
"No wait...She's right...That's the other reason I came here." Persia said.
"What?" Piper asked.
"I can do these things. Like..I've been able to do these things since I was little, but I kept them to myself." Persia said.
"Like?" Prue asked.
"Well....Give me a light bulb." Persia said.
Phoebe reached over to the lamp that was next to her and unscrewed the light bulb, then handed it to Persia.
Persia wrapped her hand around the metal part of the light bulb, then held up her hand. Suddenly the light bulb turned on and filled the room with a soft, yellow glow.
"Coowl!" Pandora said, with a clap.
The light bulb turned off and Persia handed it back to Phoebe. "Look." She said, as she held open her hands. Suddenly yellow sparks started to crackle around her fingers and then little bolts of energy came out of her hands.
"Electricity." Prue said.
"Electrokinesis." Paige corrected.
"Electrokiwhatsis?" Piper asked.
"Electrokinesis! The ability to create electricity with your mind!" Paige said, as she pointed to the sparks around Persia's hands.
Persia pulled her hands back and the electricity vanished. "I can shoot big bolts too, but it causes things to break." She said. "Can all of you do this?" She asked.
"Not that...But we can all do something." Paige said.
"Can you..show me?" Persia asked, hesitently.
"Well, some of us can." Prue said. She held out her hand and motioned to a magazine on the coffee table; the magazine telekinetically floated into Prue's hands. "Especially when we want something." She said, as she flipped through the magazine.
"Whoa! That is too cool! Isn't that..umm...telekinesis?" Persia asked.
Prue nodded.
"Of course, some powers are cooler than others. Especially when we want something that someone else has. Say, a magazine?" Paige asked. Instantly the magazine in Prue's hands orbed out and then orbed in, in Paige's hands.
"Stop showing off you two." Piper said, with a roll of her eyes. She glanced at the magazine and waved her hands, instantly blowing up the magazine. "Sometimes you just have to do away with things." Piper said, as she rubbed her hands together.
"Those are totally wicked things!" Persia gasped. "So moving stuff with your mind, making stuff come to you in lights, and making stuff explode?" She asked.
"Not quite." Paige said. She orbed out and then orbed in, standing next to Persia. "See, what I do is called orbing. Like teleporting, but with pretty blue and white lights, called orbs. I also can orb things with my mind, called telekinetic orbing." Paige said. She shrugged. "But ya know, that isn't all I'm limited to. And by the way, they aren't 'wicked' powers, in fact, we used to be the most powerful good witches of our time. That was, until Prue had Pandora, and The Blessed Ones were completed." She added, with a sly grin.
Suddenly a warlock blinked in.
"Whoa! What the hell is that?!" Persia asked, as she stood up.
Piper waved her hands, freezing the warlock in place. "Evil." Piper said.
"You can freeze stuff too?" Persia asked.
Piper shrugged. "Well, you have to put a stop to things every now and then, don't ya?" She asked. She flicked her wrists and the warlock exploded. "So anyway, back to what we were talking about."
"Powers." Persia answered. "And you can just explode people?" She asked.
"They're evil, so yes. And don't worry, our powers don't work on blood related witch family." Piper said.
"Phoebe, what can you do?" Persia asked.
"Oh, not much. I have premonitions, I can levitate, and I'm an empath." Phoebe replied.
"What are premonitions?" Persia asked.
"Visions. I have visions of the past, present, and future. The way it works now, I have to touch something to get a vision, but only if it relates to the vision." Phoebe said.
"And don't empaths feel other people's emotions?" Persia asked.
"Yeah. I always know what everyone is feeling. And with my empathy, I can channel powers, because powers are tied to your emotions." Phoebe answered.
"So you could have like any power?" Persia asked.
"If I channel it, but it isn't permanent." Phoebe answered.
"Oh." Persia said. Then her face brightened again. "You said you can levitate, right? Isn't that floating in air?" She asked.
"Correct. You seem to know quite a bit." Phoebe said.
"After I discovered my power, I did research on magic powers. So...would you levitate for me?" Persia replied, with a hopeful tone.
Phoebe smiled. "Sure." Phoebe said. She crossed her legs and then crossed her arms, then blinked. "Your wish is my command." She joked, as she levitated into the air.
Persia watched in amazement. "That is too cool!" She said, as she watched Phoebe levitate back into her chair.
"Can you guys do other things too?" Persia asked.
Prue closed her eyes and her body went limp.
Astral Prue appeared behind Persia and tapped her on the shoulder. "Well, is astral projection considered an 'other thing'?" She asked. Then she disappeared, in a red flare.
Prue's eyes opened. "And ya know, I can phase through things. Like this." She said. She raised her hand and acted like she were about to smack Piper in the back of the head, then her arm went right through Piper's head, and then turned solid again.
"I can sense evil, sense good...." Paige began, but then she placed her hands on her hips. "Pandora Angel Trudeau, you get your three-year-old butt out of the kitchen!" Paige yelled, after noticing that her niece was no longer in the room.
"I bet she's at the cookie jar." Prue said.
Paige orbed out.
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Paige orbed into the kitchen, next to Pandora. "Cookie jar." Paige said. The cookie jar orbed out. "Now only I know where they are." She said, as she grabbed her niece. "Missy, you know the rules. No cookies until your cousins get home!" She said, then she orbed them out.
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Paige orbed back in, this time next to Prue, with Pandora in her arms. "Take your cookie hungry daughter." Paige said, as she ruffled Pandora's hair.
"Why no cookies?" Pandora asked, sweetly.
"Because your cousins aren't home yet." Prue said, as she tickled her daughter's stomach.
Pandora burst into giggles. "I'll tell big secwets!" Pandora announced, as she tried to get away from her mother's grasp.
Prue stopped tickling Pandora. "You wouldn't!" She said, with a shake of her finger.
"Me would!" Pandora warned, as she attacked her mother, in a tickling frenzy.
Persia eyed Pandora. "Does she have powers too?" She asked.
Piper nodded, then reached over and pulled Pandora away from Prue. "Now now, children. Enough tickling for one day." She said, with a wink. "She has telepathy. Fortunatly, she isn't old enough to be too 'disturbing' with it though....Well, at least not on her own. When Prue was pregnant, her powers were 'projected' through Prue, thus letting Prue use telepathy. She'd do it without even realizing it and it got very annoying!" Piper said, as she put emphasis on the word, 'very'.
Phoebe levitated to the ground. "What time is it?" She asked.
Prue glanced down at her watch. "About ten to ten." She replied.
"Oh good. We still have about an hour and ten minutes." Phoebe replied.
"Until what?" Persia asked, out of curiosity.
"Until I have to pick Pam up from her first day at 'Magic School'." Phoebe replied.
"'Magic School'? There is such a thing?" Persia asked.
"Well....It's taught by a magical coven. All the students are witches or witch-mortals. Minus Pearl, Phiona, and Pam." Phoebe replied.
"So, have we pretty much got you caught up to date on the family history?" Paige asked, as she stood up.
"I guess...." Persia said, as she glanced around the room. "You have a beautiful house, if I didn't already say that." She said, as she tried to think of something good to say. She was still in shock.
Without warning, a demon shimmered in behind Persia, then covered her mouth before she could scream.
"No!" Phoebe screamed, as she reached for her daughter.
Piper motioned for the demon and sent an exploding blast of energy at him.
The demon shimmered out with Persia, barely missing the blast.
A small table, where the demon had stood in front of, exploded due to Piper's blast.
"P..Persia!" Phoebe stammered.
"Look!" Paige exclaimed, as she pointed to a small note. "Paper!" She called. The note orbed into her hands and she opened it. "'You certainly have caught us up to date. But the question is, are you up to death?'" Paige read, from the note.
TO BE CONTINUED....