Chapter 1: Freeze, Slide, and Don't Impose
Disclaimer: Don't own Charmed, if I did, Ch Rose would be a Whitelighter and Prue wouldn't have left
A/N: Really sorry if this is way too confusing. It'll get better, I promise. Sorry this chapter is short; I just wanted to give sort of a prequel kind of thing. Hope you enjoy, sorry if it's too wordy.
A dark woman wearing a black jacket and a red shirt underneath walked onto the set of Charmed. She knew that no one could possibly believe what she was about to tell them, but it was her destiny, and her father had always told her that following destiny was the closest thing you could get to being an angel. But she knew better, she knew he was wrong. Her jet black hair reached to the middle of her back. She was about 5'10'' and wore simple dark blue jeans.
"Excuse me ma'am," said a large bouncer with a tight black shirt and cheap Raybans on, "I'm going to need to see some form of stage pass." He said this without even looking at her, for he had to be at least six inches taller than her.
"Of course," said the woman, "I've got your pass right......."
With those words she quickly spread out both hands only revealing her palms. The man and the bustling set behind him froze in time.
"I'll miss that power," said the woman with a slight smirk. 'This isn't personal gain,' she thought, 'it's for the Greater Good.'
She slid past the large man found her way to the hallway where the dressing rooms were and out of the bouncer's sight. She had to move fast, everything would unfreeze soon. Her only concern was getting there, saying what she had to say, and if they were too freaked out, she'd leave. She hated to impose on people and definitely didn't want to pressure anyone. 'If they freak out,' she thought, 'then the boys "Up There" are just going to have to strip my powers. If I'm on the demonic radar without them, I won't live past tomorrow'
'The Elders said that I would find them all in Shannen's dressing room.' It was weird for her to hear Prue referred to as Shannen, she herself had just gotten out of the habit of calling her Prue. But Shannen wouldn't answer to Prue, at least not for a while.
She knocked on the door with the star that had "Ms. Shannen Doherty" in the middle of it. 'Here goes nothin'. Shannen answered the door. She looked like she had just been in a mad rage. 'She must've had another fight with Phoe......' She stopped herself quickly. 'I can't think of them by their real names, not even in my head.
"Would you like something?" Shannen said in a harsh tone. 'Yep, it had to be another fight,' the woman thought.
"Yes actually I would like something. Are all three of you here?"
"All three of who?" Shannen asked, her mood calming down and her tone becoming more questioning than angry. "You mean my co-stars? Well I'm afraid that to let you have anything, I need to know who you are. I mean you seem to be a nice person, it's just we've had a couple of crazed fans who think that they're witches and they want to join our coven. Fans can be SO overzealous. So you would be...."
"Uh, my name is Pam," she said with a slight stutter.
Shannen looked at Pam. She looked like she was taken aback by the fact that she was where she was. Shannen didn't know why she was so willing to let this girl in, but she was, very willing. She didn't even care that the girl didn't give her last name, it wasn't important. She felt a bond to the girl, and an overwhelming urge to find out just why it was that this girl was so eager to talk to her and her co-stars.
"That's a very nice name Pam. You sure look innocent enough, why don't you come in." Shannen took Pam's hand as to lead her into the room. As she did so, Pam felt so shaken she almost collapsed. She had never felt that much power in her life--The Power of Four was slowly being re-constituted.
A/N: How did you like it? It's my first fic. I really didn't want to write it, but I just saw the episode "Pardon my Past." (TNT re-runs,) and I was so mad that I had to wait the weekend to see a new old episode. I'm also mad cause' I'm really sick and I'm the only one home. I had a concert last Sunday and missed the Season Finale. I got someone to tape it but the tape doesn't work! So I needed a dose of Charmed and thought that the ideas rollin' around in my head would do better for me if I wrote them down, so here it is. Feel free to flame; I know that the plot's really slow moving right now. Just let me know about whatever you think I should add or avoid while writing the rest. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!
Disclaimer: Don't own Charmed, if I did, Ch Rose would be a Whitelighter and Prue wouldn't have left
A/N: Really sorry if this is way too confusing. It'll get better, I promise. Sorry this chapter is short; I just wanted to give sort of a prequel kind of thing. Hope you enjoy, sorry if it's too wordy.
A dark woman wearing a black jacket and a red shirt underneath walked onto the set of Charmed. She knew that no one could possibly believe what she was about to tell them, but it was her destiny, and her father had always told her that following destiny was the closest thing you could get to being an angel. But she knew better, she knew he was wrong. Her jet black hair reached to the middle of her back. She was about 5'10'' and wore simple dark blue jeans.
"Excuse me ma'am," said a large bouncer with a tight black shirt and cheap Raybans on, "I'm going to need to see some form of stage pass." He said this without even looking at her, for he had to be at least six inches taller than her.
"Of course," said the woman, "I've got your pass right......."
With those words she quickly spread out both hands only revealing her palms. The man and the bustling set behind him froze in time.
"I'll miss that power," said the woman with a slight smirk. 'This isn't personal gain,' she thought, 'it's for the Greater Good.'
She slid past the large man found her way to the hallway where the dressing rooms were and out of the bouncer's sight. She had to move fast, everything would unfreeze soon. Her only concern was getting there, saying what she had to say, and if they were too freaked out, she'd leave. She hated to impose on people and definitely didn't want to pressure anyone. 'If they freak out,' she thought, 'then the boys "Up There" are just going to have to strip my powers. If I'm on the demonic radar without them, I won't live past tomorrow'
'The Elders said that I would find them all in Shannen's dressing room.' It was weird for her to hear Prue referred to as Shannen, she herself had just gotten out of the habit of calling her Prue. But Shannen wouldn't answer to Prue, at least not for a while.
She knocked on the door with the star that had "Ms. Shannen Doherty" in the middle of it. 'Here goes nothin'. Shannen answered the door. She looked like she had just been in a mad rage. 'She must've had another fight with Phoe......' She stopped herself quickly. 'I can't think of them by their real names, not even in my head.
"Would you like something?" Shannen said in a harsh tone. 'Yep, it had to be another fight,' the woman thought.
"Yes actually I would like something. Are all three of you here?"
"All three of who?" Shannen asked, her mood calming down and her tone becoming more questioning than angry. "You mean my co-stars? Well I'm afraid that to let you have anything, I need to know who you are. I mean you seem to be a nice person, it's just we've had a couple of crazed fans who think that they're witches and they want to join our coven. Fans can be SO overzealous. So you would be...."
"Uh, my name is Pam," she said with a slight stutter.
Shannen looked at Pam. She looked like she was taken aback by the fact that she was where she was. Shannen didn't know why she was so willing to let this girl in, but she was, very willing. She didn't even care that the girl didn't give her last name, it wasn't important. She felt a bond to the girl, and an overwhelming urge to find out just why it was that this girl was so eager to talk to her and her co-stars.
"That's a very nice name Pam. You sure look innocent enough, why don't you come in." Shannen took Pam's hand as to lead her into the room. As she did so, Pam felt so shaken she almost collapsed. She had never felt that much power in her life--The Power of Four was slowly being re-constituted.
A/N: How did you like it? It's my first fic. I really didn't want to write it, but I just saw the episode "Pardon my Past." (TNT re-runs,) and I was so mad that I had to wait the weekend to see a new old episode. I'm also mad cause' I'm really sick and I'm the only one home. I had a concert last Sunday and missed the Season Finale. I got someone to tape it but the tape doesn't work! So I needed a dose of Charmed and thought that the ideas rollin' around in my head would do better for me if I wrote them down, so here it is. Feel free to flame; I know that the plot's really slow moving right now. Just let me know about whatever you think I should add or avoid while writing the rest. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!