"Frozen In Time"
Disclaimer: See chapter One
Chapter Sixteen: A Past Love
It had been three weeks since Piper's funeral. Leo still hasn't dealt with it properly. He can barely stay in the same room with his children anymore, he saw too much of Piper in them. Mike was overloaded with work with his six other charges other than the Charmed Ones.
Pru, Sander, and Greg have been overloaded with schoolwork, and their magical duties. Demons were taking the opportunity to attack in hope of getting witches exposed. The Manor was a daily battle ground.
There were three more deaths, and one arrest. The witch that was arrested is to be tried and sentenced in the coming weeks. She was arrested for using magic to protect an innocent. She didn't care that she exposed herself, anything for the innocent. That was the key rule to saving and protecting the innocent, do anything even if you are exposed. She used her telekinesis and sent the mortal attacker through a wall, killing him, the innocent turned her in, even though she saved her. Nathaniel Pratt Jr. Said she had no remorse, and he was right she didn't. It was her job to protect the innocent and she did, even thought a guilty life was taken.
Picketers were outside the Supreme Court in the city with sins reading : BURN ALL THE WITCHES, KILL THE EVIL, MAGIC IS BAD, SAVE OUR CITY, and HELL WANTS YOU BACK. Wiccans were kept indoors, afraid to wear their pentagrams, a few wore them anyways. Wiccans however were kept out of the persecution circle, because their homes were searched and nothing evil was found.
Nathaniel Pratt Jr., is the son of the man who was supposed to have Phoebe burned at the stake in 2009, thankfully that never happened. He has been trying to get 'burning at the stake' as appropriate punishment for the witches, and the government is seriously considering it, and that thought terrifies Pru, Sander and Greg.
"This is ridiculous." yelled Greg as he threw the morning paper on the kitchen table.
"What is it?" asked Pru as she looked at the paper, as she placed three cups of coffee on the table.
"This is getting out of hand! Pratt needs to stop this bull." yelled Greg again, this time it wasn't as pretty. The crystal vase on the counter, which Sander was placing flowers in, blew up.
"Whoa, there Dynamite, you want to keep those emotions in check?" laughed Sander, as glass was sprayed at him.
"Sorry. But it's only a matter of time before Pratt comes to our doorstep."
"Yeah, but he can't get in. No one can touch us. We are the Charmed Ones after all. A good freeze, and a nice blast of mental power, he's gone." said Pru as she opened the paper, whose headlines read: WITCH TRIAL TO BE HELD TOMORROW.
"The trial is open to the public, I say we go." said Pru as she sipped her coffee.
"Do you think that's a good idea? What if she recognizes us?" said Sander, who tried to be the rational one.
"We can talk about it with Mike and Dad." suggested Greg as he placed a plate of croissants on the table.
"Yeah, if Dad can stay in the room with us longer than three seconds." said Pru as both Leo and Mike orbed into the kitchen.
"Hi Dad." said Greg acknowledging his father.
"Hi. We have to talk to you three." said Leo, who had no emotion in his voice. He resembled a corpse, pale, thin, and emotionally drained.
"What about?" asked Sander, as he sat down and shoved a croissant in his mouth.
"Your destinies." said Mike, with a smile on his face.
The three Charmed Ones, who stopped eating and stared at him.
"We know our destiny." said Pru with a 'You're joking right?' look on her face.
"No, your individual destinies. Together you are the Charmed Ones, but each of you have a separate destiny in magic." explained Leo, "An example is your Aunts, their destiny was to be Charmed Ones, and they were destined to die in that battle. Piper was destined to live and deliver the second generation of Charmed Ones."
"Okay, well what are our individual destinies?" asked Greg.
"We don't know what they are exactly. But we can say this, One of you is to be pure whitelighter with little witch blood, the other full witch and the other one equal in their genes." said Leo.
"Oh, so one of us to be a whitelighter? A witch? And a Half Breed?" asked Sander.
"Yes."
"I think its safe to say, that Greg is the full witch." said Pru, who was analyzing this information.
"Why?" asked Greg curiously.
"You have two witch powers." said Sander, catching on.
"Oh." said Greg, who really wanted to have whitelighter abilities.
"Well, we can think about this later. Dad, can we go to the trial tomorrow?" asked Pru.
"Yeah, I see why not, as long as you don't use any type of magic."
"Okay, thanks." smiled Pru.
"Yeah, well Mike and I are off, we have a whitelighter meeting. We won't be back until after dark. We can hear your call though, so be careful." said Leo as he and Mike orbed out.
"Let's go out and patrol?" suggested Sander. In the last few days, they went patrolling, just walking in alleys watching for demons and witches, who can be killed or exposed. Pru was the most helpful at this, she would get a premonition and it would be so vivid and good that they can help. Her power was evolving to the point where she can see more. Each of them were dressed in black from head to toe, the only thing not black would be the triquetras around their necks. Sander grabbed a handful of paper from the counter on the papers were general spells used to kill demons. Pru had several potion vials in her backpack, and Greg had an athame which he shoved in his boot.
"Ready?" asked Pru.
"Ready." said the twins.
The three of them walked out of the house and down the streets.
"I feel as if theme music should be playing. You know? Like in the movies." joked Sander as they entered the center of town.
"Yeah. Let's go." laughed Pru as she motioned towards an alley.
The alley was quite long, especially for the city. They continued walking down the alley.
"Nothing so far. This can be a good thing." said Sander as he yawned. Of course, he spoke too soon. There was a loud banging and an explosion. The three ran towards the location where the sound was heard from.
There barely able to be seen, was a demon. A demon attacking a young girl. The girl was crying as the demon cowered her into a corner, she was crying immensely. Next to her was a scorch mark. Either she had someone with her who didn't make it, or she dodged an energy ball.
"Yo, Ugly. What's up?" smirked Sander, getting the demon's attention. The demon turned around and stared at him, malice etched onto his face. The demon looked like a human being, but they knew better. He had dark brown eyes and black hair.
He shot an energy ball at them, and Greg put his hand up and the ball stopped in midair. Sander then waved his wrist and the ball flew into the wall.
"And now for you!" yelled Sander, as he made the same motion and flew the demon into the wall as well.
"GO!" yelled Pru to the girl, who got up and ran away.
"A time freezing witch? And a telekinetic? I haven't seen that combo since the Halliwells were still alive." sputtered the demon,
"Yeah, you must be talking about our mom and aunts. Maybe you heard of them, the Charmed Ones?" snapped Pru angrily, as she clenched a potion in her hand.
"Ah, so you are Piper's kids. You look just like Phoebe." said the demon.
"Thanks, I get that a lot. But one thing, who are you and how do you know what she looks like?" retorted Pru.
"I don't know if your mother told you or not, but I'm Cole. Also known as Belthazar. Phoebe's ex-boyfriend."
I know its short, but I think this is a good ending to this chapter. Review!!
Disclaimer: See chapter One
Chapter Sixteen: A Past Love
It had been three weeks since Piper's funeral. Leo still hasn't dealt with it properly. He can barely stay in the same room with his children anymore, he saw too much of Piper in them. Mike was overloaded with work with his six other charges other than the Charmed Ones.
Pru, Sander, and Greg have been overloaded with schoolwork, and their magical duties. Demons were taking the opportunity to attack in hope of getting witches exposed. The Manor was a daily battle ground.
There were three more deaths, and one arrest. The witch that was arrested is to be tried and sentenced in the coming weeks. She was arrested for using magic to protect an innocent. She didn't care that she exposed herself, anything for the innocent. That was the key rule to saving and protecting the innocent, do anything even if you are exposed. She used her telekinesis and sent the mortal attacker through a wall, killing him, the innocent turned her in, even though she saved her. Nathaniel Pratt Jr. Said she had no remorse, and he was right she didn't. It was her job to protect the innocent and she did, even thought a guilty life was taken.
Picketers were outside the Supreme Court in the city with sins reading : BURN ALL THE WITCHES, KILL THE EVIL, MAGIC IS BAD, SAVE OUR CITY, and HELL WANTS YOU BACK. Wiccans were kept indoors, afraid to wear their pentagrams, a few wore them anyways. Wiccans however were kept out of the persecution circle, because their homes were searched and nothing evil was found.
Nathaniel Pratt Jr., is the son of the man who was supposed to have Phoebe burned at the stake in 2009, thankfully that never happened. He has been trying to get 'burning at the stake' as appropriate punishment for the witches, and the government is seriously considering it, and that thought terrifies Pru, Sander and Greg.
"This is ridiculous." yelled Greg as he threw the morning paper on the kitchen table.
"What is it?" asked Pru as she looked at the paper, as she placed three cups of coffee on the table.
"This is getting out of hand! Pratt needs to stop this bull." yelled Greg again, this time it wasn't as pretty. The crystal vase on the counter, which Sander was placing flowers in, blew up.
"Whoa, there Dynamite, you want to keep those emotions in check?" laughed Sander, as glass was sprayed at him.
"Sorry. But it's only a matter of time before Pratt comes to our doorstep."
"Yeah, but he can't get in. No one can touch us. We are the Charmed Ones after all. A good freeze, and a nice blast of mental power, he's gone." said Pru as she opened the paper, whose headlines read: WITCH TRIAL TO BE HELD TOMORROW.
"The trial is open to the public, I say we go." said Pru as she sipped her coffee.
"Do you think that's a good idea? What if she recognizes us?" said Sander, who tried to be the rational one.
"We can talk about it with Mike and Dad." suggested Greg as he placed a plate of croissants on the table.
"Yeah, if Dad can stay in the room with us longer than three seconds." said Pru as both Leo and Mike orbed into the kitchen.
"Hi Dad." said Greg acknowledging his father.
"Hi. We have to talk to you three." said Leo, who had no emotion in his voice. He resembled a corpse, pale, thin, and emotionally drained.
"What about?" asked Sander, as he sat down and shoved a croissant in his mouth.
"Your destinies." said Mike, with a smile on his face.
The three Charmed Ones, who stopped eating and stared at him.
"We know our destiny." said Pru with a 'You're joking right?' look on her face.
"No, your individual destinies. Together you are the Charmed Ones, but each of you have a separate destiny in magic." explained Leo, "An example is your Aunts, their destiny was to be Charmed Ones, and they were destined to die in that battle. Piper was destined to live and deliver the second generation of Charmed Ones."
"Okay, well what are our individual destinies?" asked Greg.
"We don't know what they are exactly. But we can say this, One of you is to be pure whitelighter with little witch blood, the other full witch and the other one equal in their genes." said Leo.
"Oh, so one of us to be a whitelighter? A witch? And a Half Breed?" asked Sander.
"Yes."
"I think its safe to say, that Greg is the full witch." said Pru, who was analyzing this information.
"Why?" asked Greg curiously.
"You have two witch powers." said Sander, catching on.
"Oh." said Greg, who really wanted to have whitelighter abilities.
"Well, we can think about this later. Dad, can we go to the trial tomorrow?" asked Pru.
"Yeah, I see why not, as long as you don't use any type of magic."
"Okay, thanks." smiled Pru.
"Yeah, well Mike and I are off, we have a whitelighter meeting. We won't be back until after dark. We can hear your call though, so be careful." said Leo as he and Mike orbed out.
"Let's go out and patrol?" suggested Sander. In the last few days, they went patrolling, just walking in alleys watching for demons and witches, who can be killed or exposed. Pru was the most helpful at this, she would get a premonition and it would be so vivid and good that they can help. Her power was evolving to the point where she can see more. Each of them were dressed in black from head to toe, the only thing not black would be the triquetras around their necks. Sander grabbed a handful of paper from the counter on the papers were general spells used to kill demons. Pru had several potion vials in her backpack, and Greg had an athame which he shoved in his boot.
"Ready?" asked Pru.
"Ready." said the twins.
The three of them walked out of the house and down the streets.
"I feel as if theme music should be playing. You know? Like in the movies." joked Sander as they entered the center of town.
"Yeah. Let's go." laughed Pru as she motioned towards an alley.
The alley was quite long, especially for the city. They continued walking down the alley.
"Nothing so far. This can be a good thing." said Sander as he yawned. Of course, he spoke too soon. There was a loud banging and an explosion. The three ran towards the location where the sound was heard from.
There barely able to be seen, was a demon. A demon attacking a young girl. The girl was crying as the demon cowered her into a corner, she was crying immensely. Next to her was a scorch mark. Either she had someone with her who didn't make it, or she dodged an energy ball.
"Yo, Ugly. What's up?" smirked Sander, getting the demon's attention. The demon turned around and stared at him, malice etched onto his face. The demon looked like a human being, but they knew better. He had dark brown eyes and black hair.
He shot an energy ball at them, and Greg put his hand up and the ball stopped in midair. Sander then waved his wrist and the ball flew into the wall.
"And now for you!" yelled Sander, as he made the same motion and flew the demon into the wall as well.
"GO!" yelled Pru to the girl, who got up and ran away.
"A time freezing witch? And a telekinetic? I haven't seen that combo since the Halliwells were still alive." sputtered the demon,
"Yeah, you must be talking about our mom and aunts. Maybe you heard of them, the Charmed Ones?" snapped Pru angrily, as she clenched a potion in her hand.
"Ah, so you are Piper's kids. You look just like Phoebe." said the demon.
"Thanks, I get that a lot. But one thing, who are you and how do you know what she looks like?" retorted Pru.
"I don't know if your mother told you or not, but I'm Cole. Also known as Belthazar. Phoebe's ex-boyfriend."
I know its short, but I think this is a good ending to this chapter. Review!!