Ok I have a brand new idea for a story which I hope you guys will like. I am also updating some of my other stories today so stay tuned...
Always loved, but forced to forget
Summary: 15 year old Caitlin has never known her true family. All she has known are foster homes. In an effort to achieve freedom, she runs away. However, what happens when she meets Chris and the Charmed Ones? And why does Paige seem to feel that she has a bond with this young girl? Set mid season 6 Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, but I do own this plot line, Caitlin, any new characters I create and my other plot lines. NOTE: '..' these quotes are Caitlin's thoughts.
15 year old Caitlin burst through the front door and slammed it shut. She felt the
cool, night air hit her face as she raced across the yellowed lawn until suddenly the
door opened and light flooded over her. Caitlin froze in terror, she knew that she had
been caught. She tightened her grip on her old, tattered backpack and turned around and
faced the woman standing before her. "Caitlin! Get back here right now! I mean it!" the
woman, named Brenda, called out. "No way!" Caitlin called back. "I've had enough! I'm
going to find my real family!" Brenda smirked at the young teenager as she took a huge
puff from her cigarette. "Alright, fine, go! I'll let Child Services know that you are gone!
Bye Caitlin!" she shouted as she slammed the door.
Caitlin nodded to herself and took off down the dark, quiet Sand Francisco street.
Tears silently streamed down her face as she continued running. 'I guess life wasn't that
bad with Brenda.' she thought. ' Yeah right! Except for her constant smoking, weekly
drinking and complete laziness.' Brenda had taken in 6 foster children, including Caitlin,
some as young as 2 years old. Since Caitlin was the oldest, she did all the chores.
Cooking, cleaning etc. Despite her hardships, Caitlin was always thankful that, at least
she had a roof over her head. Suddenly she become aware of three things. She was in
great pain from her run, she was lost and someone or something was following her.
Caitlin halted to a dead stop, ran behind a tall tree, and silently grasped her necklace. A
necklace. That was all she had of her family. It was a simple, string necklace that had odd
golden shapes running around the black band that was holding it together. On the front of
the necklace, there was a silver "C" embroidered with two diamonds. Whenever she felt
scared or hurt Caitlin would hold this necklace for comfort. To her, it was a piece to the
puzzle, that, one day she hoped would be solved.
She continued to silently sit behind the tree, praying she would be safe. Suddenly,
a figure appeared in front of her. "Get away!" she screamed as she fumbled to pick up
her bag. "No wait! It's ok! I'm here to help." the figure said as his features came into view.
He was tall, with brown her and beautiful green eyes, that seemed to hold a sense of
kindness. "I'm Chris." he said as he helped Caitlin up. "Caitlin" she quietly said. Chris
silently studied the young girl in front of him. She too, had brown hair and was somewhat
tall for her age. Her eyes, however, were a mix of brown and green. What intrigued Chris
the most was the strange necklace that was around Caitlin's neck. He immediately
recognized the odd shapes on the band. "Excuse me, but I was wondering," he began
"why exactly are you outside at this time of the night?" Caitlin immediately flushed red.
"W-well," she mumbled "I have n-no home. I w-was in foster care all my life." Chris
immediately felt terrible for her. "Listen, would you like to come to my house? My mom
and aunts would love to have you." he said gently. Her face brightened, then fell. "I'll be
too much trouble." she said. "No it's ok you won't be." he said as he took her hand. "What
are we-" Caitlin began. However, she didn't finish as a swirl of blue lights surrounded
them.
Chris and Caitlin appeared in a beautifully furnished manor. Caitlin let go of Chris
and slowly backed away. "What is going on?!?" she screamed. "What are you?!?"
Alerted by the screams, three brown-haired women, sisters, came racing in, one of them
pregnant, and another was holding a little blond haired baby boy. "Chris!" yelled the
pregnant woman, who seemed to be the oldest of the three, "What is going on?
Who is this girl?" "Easy mom, don't worry." Chris said. "I think she's a witch." Caitlin
didn't hear the rest of the conversation. She fell of the sofa in a dead faint. The
youngest of the three sisters, walked silently towards her and placed a blanket over her.
"Umm... Piper." she said to the oldest. "What Paige?" Piper asked as she turned around
with an angry look on her face. "She fainted." Paige said quietly as, she too, studied the
girl like Chris had. The third sister, the one which was holding the baby boy sighed.
"What's the matter Phoebe?" Chris asked "There's something about that girl that has
Paige confused." she quietly said. Not a moment after she had said this, Paige touched
the girl's necklace, and a blinding white light appeared.
That's it! I hope you guys will like it, I have alot of great ideas for this story! Please Read
and Review!
Always loved, but forced to forget
Summary: 15 year old Caitlin has never known her true family. All she has known are foster homes. In an effort to achieve freedom, she runs away. However, what happens when she meets Chris and the Charmed Ones? And why does Paige seem to feel that she has a bond with this young girl? Set mid season 6 Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, but I do own this plot line, Caitlin, any new characters I create and my other plot lines. NOTE: '..' these quotes are Caitlin's thoughts.
15 year old Caitlin burst through the front door and slammed it shut. She felt the
cool, night air hit her face as she raced across the yellowed lawn until suddenly the
door opened and light flooded over her. Caitlin froze in terror, she knew that she had
been caught. She tightened her grip on her old, tattered backpack and turned around and
faced the woman standing before her. "Caitlin! Get back here right now! I mean it!" the
woman, named Brenda, called out. "No way!" Caitlin called back. "I've had enough! I'm
going to find my real family!" Brenda smirked at the young teenager as she took a huge
puff from her cigarette. "Alright, fine, go! I'll let Child Services know that you are gone!
Bye Caitlin!" she shouted as she slammed the door.
Caitlin nodded to herself and took off down the dark, quiet Sand Francisco street.
Tears silently streamed down her face as she continued running. 'I guess life wasn't that
bad with Brenda.' she thought. ' Yeah right! Except for her constant smoking, weekly
drinking and complete laziness.' Brenda had taken in 6 foster children, including Caitlin,
some as young as 2 years old. Since Caitlin was the oldest, she did all the chores.
Cooking, cleaning etc. Despite her hardships, Caitlin was always thankful that, at least
she had a roof over her head. Suddenly she become aware of three things. She was in
great pain from her run, she was lost and someone or something was following her.
Caitlin halted to a dead stop, ran behind a tall tree, and silently grasped her necklace. A
necklace. That was all she had of her family. It was a simple, string necklace that had odd
golden shapes running around the black band that was holding it together. On the front of
the necklace, there was a silver "C" embroidered with two diamonds. Whenever she felt
scared or hurt Caitlin would hold this necklace for comfort. To her, it was a piece to the
puzzle, that, one day she hoped would be solved.
She continued to silently sit behind the tree, praying she would be safe. Suddenly,
a figure appeared in front of her. "Get away!" she screamed as she fumbled to pick up
her bag. "No wait! It's ok! I'm here to help." the figure said as his features came into view.
He was tall, with brown her and beautiful green eyes, that seemed to hold a sense of
kindness. "I'm Chris." he said as he helped Caitlin up. "Caitlin" she quietly said. Chris
silently studied the young girl in front of him. She too, had brown hair and was somewhat
tall for her age. Her eyes, however, were a mix of brown and green. What intrigued Chris
the most was the strange necklace that was around Caitlin's neck. He immediately
recognized the odd shapes on the band. "Excuse me, but I was wondering," he began
"why exactly are you outside at this time of the night?" Caitlin immediately flushed red.
"W-well," she mumbled "I have n-no home. I w-was in foster care all my life." Chris
immediately felt terrible for her. "Listen, would you like to come to my house? My mom
and aunts would love to have you." he said gently. Her face brightened, then fell. "I'll be
too much trouble." she said. "No it's ok you won't be." he said as he took her hand. "What
are we-" Caitlin began. However, she didn't finish as a swirl of blue lights surrounded
them.
Chris and Caitlin appeared in a beautifully furnished manor. Caitlin let go of Chris
and slowly backed away. "What is going on?!?" she screamed. "What are you?!?"
Alerted by the screams, three brown-haired women, sisters, came racing in, one of them
pregnant, and another was holding a little blond haired baby boy. "Chris!" yelled the
pregnant woman, who seemed to be the oldest of the three, "What is going on?
Who is this girl?" "Easy mom, don't worry." Chris said. "I think she's a witch." Caitlin
didn't hear the rest of the conversation. She fell of the sofa in a dead faint. The
youngest of the three sisters, walked silently towards her and placed a blanket over her.
"Umm... Piper." she said to the oldest. "What Paige?" Piper asked as she turned around
with an angry look on her face. "She fainted." Paige said quietly as, she too, studied the
girl like Chris had. The third sister, the one which was holding the baby boy sighed.
"What's the matter Phoebe?" Chris asked "There's something about that girl that has
Paige confused." she quietly said. Not a moment after she had said this, Paige touched
the girl's necklace, and a blinding white light appeared.
That's it! I hope you guys will like it, I have alot of great ideas for this story! Please Read
and Review!