I don't own Charmed but I DO own the OC's in this chapter.
Chapter 2
"Phoebe?" Piper shook her shoulder, staring at the advancing woman in shock.
"Don't ask me how we got here. Or why Prue-" 'Prue' interrupted Phoebe, towering over them.
"State your name and number" She commanded, her voice was one of someone used to being obeyed. Swallowing nervously, Phoebe glanced at her sister before answering.
"Phoebe Hal-" She checked herself just in time "Hales" Prue just continued to look at them, ice blue eyes narrowed.
"They're with me" A new voice rang out. A thin girl emerged from the crowd and curtseyed before approaching them.
"Please excuse them, my Lady. My aunts are prone to amnesia" She threw a sharp look at them "They meant no disrespect" She finished, her head bowed.
"See to it that it never happens again" Was the reply before the person that was so similar yet so different to their sister swept down the street. The people went on with their business, leaving the Charmed Ones with the stranger that had saved them.
"Come on" The girl gestured to them and headed for the alley they were standing in front of. They followed her until they reached a nondescript dark house, which seemed to fit in with the colour scheme Phoebe noted. The girl turned and pulled out a chain with the arc and circle charm hanging on it.
"Blessed Be" The girl whispered. Though surprised, the sisters replied out of habit.
"You're one of us?" Phoebe asked, and she nodded, dark eyes smiling at them.
"I'm Andrea" She said quietly, and then fixed them with a sharp look. "You are the Charmed Sisters" She said with an accusatory air. She shook her head at them when they hesitated.
"We know you are anyway. Come along" She tugged them into the house, and then started looking around for something. She produced a key and locked the door, smiling at them. She seemed more comfortable now, and more relaxed.
"Rahven!" She yelled. A twinkle of lights said whitelighter to Piper and Phoebe, and a tall, pale woman appeared with her back to the sisters.
"This is..." She trailed off, waiting for them to introduce themselves.
"Phoebe Halliwell" Phoebe said "This is my sister, Piper"
"Rahven de la Fuente, Andrea's whitelighter" The person turned around to greet them and the sisters looked at her in shock. A crimson bandana was tied over her eyes, but she nodded to them anyway.
"How do reckon they got here, Rahven?" Andrea stepped up to her whitelighter's side, one hand resting on Rahven's sleeve.
"The Elders actually decided to listen to me and do something" Was Rahven's smug reply.
"Well they'll be left weak now, won't they?" Andrea frowned "It must've taken a lot of magic to get them here in the first place"
"They'll manage, they always have" Something in Rahven's voice said that she wasn't entirely pleased by that revelation.
"I guess" Andrea looked up at the sisters "I guess you want to know where you are, and all that" Phoebe and Piper merely nodded and Andrea gestured to the sofa behind them.
"Sit down, you'll probably need to" Andrea led Rahven to a chair, then sat herself and turned back to them.
"I'll start with the history of how it got like this" Andrea began "10 years ago, the woman you saw earlier appeared in our midst. She was quiet, and nobody really paid much attention to another orphan. Then, she started giving speeches against witches, and began to turn the common people against us" Andrea paused, seeming to collect her thoughts "she seized the power that had long been abandoned, and trained an elite group to hunt and kill witches. And that brings us to now"
"She did all this, in only 10 years?" Piper asked.
"It was the New Year yesterday" Rahven supplied.
"What was she called?" Phoebe asked, eyes narrowing.
"She just called herself the 'Last Charmed' whatever that means" Andrea said dismissively.
"So it was Prue" Phoebe sighed sadly.
"Who are you?" Piper asked of the pair of them
"I am who I said I was. Andrea Torres, desendant of Wyatt. My sisters are Sharon and Caroline" Andrea shrugged.
"Wyatt who?"
"Wyatt, son of Leo Wyatt and Piper Halliwell" Rahven said gravely, covered eyes somehow fixing them to the spot.
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There you all are. Cookies to the first person who tells me what band I got the sisters' names from.