A/N. Sorry I haven't updated for ages, but my computer 'died'! Anyway, on with the replies:

The-Cheese-Fairy: Glad you liked it! I did like 'Bite Me', but I'm not sure if I like Evil Paige a lot! Of course I'll help you with spells, just e-mail me! You'll just have to see about Phoebe! Cole will be okay!

Peanut2lb: Glad you liked it! You'll have to wait and see about Prue's forgiveness, but not even if she's being evil will stop her determination to marry Andy in chapter 42! Andy and Prue will have a confrontation in chapter 39! 'My Wife the Woogy'? I might just use that!

Princess Pinky: Glad you liked it! Piper and Paige are my favourites too! Glad you liked the spells!

Jackie67: Glad you liked it! Dan will get his comeuppance!

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Like Father, Like Daughter:

Piper walked into the kitchen, she and Paige had decided not to tell Prue they knew she had killed those to witches, they were going to play it smart and try to catch her out,

"I'm going to see about some flowers today, ya wanna come Prue?" the middle charmed one asked.

"Suppose," Prue shrugged, fighting the demonic urge to throw acid at her sisters,

"I'm late for work, school opened fifteen minutes ago," Paige said, running into the kitchen, grabbing a blueberry muffin, and orbing out.

Not much later, Piper and Prue were walking through an alley, supposedly going to look at some flowers for Piper and Dan's wedding, but it was actually a set up,

"what are we doing here?" Prue questioned, realizing it was the same alley she had killed Beverly in. Piper grinned and pulled a vial from her pocket, dropping it in-front of her sister, who grabbed it from the air with supernatural speed and smashed it on Piper's back,

"a sleeping potion, pathetic, though he did tell me you'd find out eventually," she said, after smelling some of the potion.

"Who?" Piper asked, falling to her knees,

"father," Prue replied,

"dad? how's dad making you do this?" Piper's eyes were beginning to close as the potion took affect,

"not Victor, my other father, the ultimate shadow," the eldest sister explained.

"The woogy? he's not your father Prue, he's brainwashed you," Piper murmured, dropping into a deep sleep,

"I think I'll give it an extra boost," Prue said, sprinkling some black dust on her sister, enhancing the power of the potion.

At magic school, Paige was teaching a history class,

"okay, so does anybody know who Charlotte Warren was?" she asked, a boy shot his hand up straight away,

"yes Carl," Paige said,

"she's the mother of Melinda Warren, one of the most powerful witches to exist," he told her.

"Very good, and we'll be talking about Melinda Warren in our next lesson, because our main topic for this term is the Warren line, which just happens to be my biological family," Paige explained to the students,

"Carl's such a dork," a girl said to her friends,

"hey, Hilda take that back," Paige ordered,

"I told you, call me Hexandra, the name of my most powerful ancestor, she was a serpent witch, and no, I won't take that back, he is a dork," Hilda replied. Carl and Hilda shared a heated glare and both used their powers, thermal blasts shot from her eyes and he extinguished them with a burst of water,

"both of you, wait in the corridor," Paige commanded, pointing to the door,

"urm, Miss Matthews, Georgia just massed out and she can't…un-mass," Leila said. Suddenly, a potion orbed in in midair and dropped to the floor by Georgia, making her stop massing out,

"wow, I wish I could psychokinetic-orb, where did you orb that potion from?" Leila asked,

"the staff room, there's a load of them, they're designed to reverse the magic cast by students," Paige replied, "anyway, back to the lesson, read pages one and two in 'The Warren Chronicles' book, while I go sort out Carl and Hil….Hexandra," she told them, orbing into the corridor.

Prue stalked through the alley where Piper lay unconscious,

"c'mon Amelia, get here so I can leave, I have witches to kill," she said, her tone very impatient,

"is there a problem Prue?" Amelia asked, orbing in. The eldest charmed one turned to see their whitelighter standing with an athame in her hand,

"the Elders know that you've become evil Prue, become his daughter," she said, but this didn't scare Prue, in fact it made her laugh, she sprung her hands forward and Amelia shot backwards through the air, releasing the athame while doing so.

"What is this for?" Prue asked, picking up the athame, "I thought whitelighters were supposed to heal, not harm?"

"call it compensation," Amelia replied, orbing behind Prue and hitting her on the back of the head. Prue leapt into the air and the athame glowed,

"darklighter poison," she laughed, stabbing it into Amelia's shoulder and smoking out.

She smoked into the underworld, face to face with the Source,

"witch, how did you do that?" he questioned, forming a fire ball,

"magic," she smiled, destroying the fire ball with acid.

"Now, you have two choices, you can either give me the Grimoire and join me, or I'll vanquish you, and don't think I don't have the power to do that," she told him, as a black energy ball lit up in her hand, the Source just shook his head and flamed out,

"looks like I'll just have to help myself," she said.

Leo orbed into the alley to find Piper unconscious and Amelia dying,

"heal Piper, I can be replaced, she can't," Amelia croaked, Leo nodded and held his hands over Piper's body,

"it's not working, the magic that caused this is somehow pulling her deeper and deeper in," he said,

"what does that mean?" Amelia asked, using all her strength to sit up.

"It means she's in some kind of mystical coma," Leo replied, moving over to heal Amelia, but it was too late,

"I'm so sorry," he said,

"it's okay, but before I die, you need to know, Prue…." she began to cough in the middle of her sentence, and passed away before she could finish it. Leo glanced back at over at Piper, she was saying something, but he couldn't understand it and orbed her back to the manor, but little did he know she was not only in a coma, but in a dream-like quest;

Piper was standing in a large, white, room, it was filled with silvery mist and white rose petals hid the floor from sight, her clothes had changed to long, yellow-cream, robes,

"hello?" she called,

"hi, mom," a familiar voice said, the middle sister turned around to see the ghost of her daughter.

"Patrice, how are you here? why are you here? why am I here?" Piper asked,

"evil may have put you in this coma, but you're in it for an even more powerful reason, love," the young girl replied,

"what do you mean?" Piper questioned her daughter,

"I told you I was gonna guide you back to dad, and that's exactly what I'm here to do," Patrice told her. Their surroundings changed and they were now standing in the manor, except it was very different,

"where are we?" Piper asked,

"the manor, in the 1920s, your and dad's past lives are here, together," Patrice explained, they watched as Past Piper came out of the kitchen with Past Leo hot on her trail, she stopped on the stairs and they shared a passionate kiss.

"Why are you showing me this?" the middle charmed one asked,

"you and dad were together in this life, just like you're supposed to be in the next life, which is your life," Patrice told her mother, then the room began to change again and they were now in the Dimension of Olympia. The two looked on as another version of Piper was standing with her hands on her stomach, which surprisingly had a large baby bump, along side her were Paige and Leo, while Prue walked forward and began to telekinetically lift a boulder which was blocking the entrance to a cave. Pregnant Piper began to fire explosive blast at the boulder when one bounced of it and back at her, throwing her through the air and into a tree, Leo ran to her side, healing her,

"see, a future with dad is much better than one with Dan, you have someone who loves you more than life itself, who you love, and you're expecting a baby, plus you have magic, now tell me you can have all that with Dan," Patrice said,

"maybe, but your father won't even come to me anymore, he's…like immune to our calls" Piper replied.

Back at Magic School, Paige was now alone in the corridor with Hilda, after sending Carl back into the classroom,

"you could have killed him," she stated,

"I don't care," Hilda shrugged.

"Well you should, why are you so mean?" Paige questioned

"because my parents are putting so much pressure on me, there's a family prophecy which practically says I'm supposed to be the next Hexandra, but I don't have the magic of a serpent witch," Hilda replied,

"what exactly is a serpent witch?" the youngest sister asked, Hilda pulled a leather-bound book from her bag and handed it to Paige. On the front cover there was two snakes, one gold and one crimson, they were intertwined and their faces were very close together, Paige opened the book and began to read;

"The Words of the Serpent," she read, from the title page, then she turned to the next one and carried on reading, "serpent witches are a certain breed of witches who can take the form of a snake-like creature and have supernatural speed and strength. Their other powers include optic thermodynamics, cloning, invisibility and psychic storms."

"What's a psychic storm?" Paige asked,

"this," Hilda said, her eyes turned plain white and bolts of silvery-blue lined across them, suddenly, electric blue and white sparks circled just below the ceiling, swirling around with grey clouds and the crashing of thunder,

"you created a storm with your mind? cool," Paige said, as the storm mixture disappeared.

"Yeah it is, but my parents think I only have optic thermodynamics, I don't want to tell them I can do that and turn invisible, they'll only keep pressuring me to master the other powers and fulfil the prophecy," Hilda told her.

"I have an idea, every time you feel upset or angry come and see me, don't take it out on other students," Paige said,

"okay, deal," Hilda agreed, and then they both walked back into the classroom.

Prue flipped the pages of the Grimoire,

"what exactly are you looking for?" a voice asked, then Leo walked up in-front of her,

"my, my, look who's back," she said, "I killed Amelia, and I'll kill you if I have to."

"What's happened to you Prue? Why are you doing this? What about Andy? Grace? Piper and Paige? What would Phoebe say about all of this?" he asked,

"you can ask her yourself," Prue replied, hitting him in the chest with an energy ball. Leo jumped up from the ground and zapped her with a lightening bolt, throwing her away from the Grimoire,

"you've just gotta hate Elders," she said, forcing him backwards with a stream of acid. Just as she was about to smoke out he covered her with a spray of light, which temporarily blinded her,

"see Prue, light always defeats darkness, good always defeats evil," he said,

"not anymore," she hissed, surrounding him in a tornado of killer wasps, distracting him long enough to smoke out with the Grimoire.

Meanwhile, Piper was still in her vision quest;

Patrice led her mother to a small area, in it were three floating doors,

"where do they go to?" Piper asked,

"the past, the present, and the future, except this time with Dan, it's all part of proving you and he aren't meant to be," she replied, opening the first door and pulling Piper in. They were back in the 1920s, Past Dan, called Gordon Johnson in this life, was playing the piano, Past Piper standing next to it, he gave a smile and blew her a kiss, but she didn't look at him, her eyes were focused on Past Leo.

"Piper Baxter married Gordon, if she hadn't then you wouldn't exist, but you don't have to marry Dan, you don't have to make the same mistake," Patrice told her, they appeared back in the area containing the doors and went through the second one. Dan and Piper were standing on the porch of the manor,

"this was the other night," Piper whispered,

"I can't wait till 15th December 2000," he said,

"me either," the Piper on the porch told him,

"don't sound too enthusiastic," the other Piper said sarcastically,

"that's because you're not," Patrice told her. As they went through the final door Piper found herself alone,

"it looks like this is my future without magic, and that includes Patrice's guidance," she said, watching as her future self and future Dan exit a large house, which was at the very centre of the city. Future Piper was wearing a business suit and black shoes, her hair had a grey streak going through it, a definite sign of stress,

"I take it you're going to see your sisters today," Future Dan, who was also in a suit, said in disgust.

"Why do you hate them so much?" Future Piper questioned,

"because it was them, and that stupid Leo, that nearly stopped us from getting married," he replied, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face,

"don't ever talk about my family like that," she said, he responded to the slap, but with more force, pushing her to the ground.

"Why are we so unhappy?" Present Piper asked herself,

"because you're not meant to be," Leo said, walking up behind her,

"what are you doing here?" she asked,

"lets just say our daughter will doing anything," he replied, cupping her face in his hands and planting a kiss on her lips.

"No, this isn't right," she said, trying to fight the love,

"yes it is, and in your heart of hearts you know that," he told her,

"Leo, I know our future is happiness, and I know we're meant to be, but where does that take Dan? I at least need to see that," she told him. A bright flash spread across the couple and when it disappeared they were in a dank, cold, apartment, Dan was sitting on a chair in the corner, surrounded by empty beer bottles and holding a half-full one in each hand,

"he's a drunk, I can't do this Leo, it's not fair," Piper said,

"you're going to stay with him because of pity? that' s wrong, he can find his own way," Leo said. Suddenly, Piper's thoughts and mind began to spiral, and then she collapsed, only to wake up back in the manor, out of her coma.

"Leo?" she called, "are you here?"

"he's gone, and for all I know it could be forever, you've made your choice, Piper, and you've just said goodbye to me, and the only man who'll ever truly love you," Patrice spat, Piper looked at her non-corporeal daughter, watching as she vanished from sight.

In the underworld, Prue was staring at a page of the Grimoire, and began to chant the spell, which was written in an ancient demonic language;

"Excemo depres amdi arach,

Cuive donte norvo alfk."

Cracks spread across the ground, red and yellow snakes crawling from them,

"amazing," Prue gasped, as the snakes joined together and formed a woman. She had long flaming-orange hair, wore a bronze leotard, a vest of golden armour, knee-high metallic red boots, a pendant which had a gold snake and a red snake intertwined and had a black cobra resting across her shoulders.

"I am Hexandra, the serpent witch and one of the greatest demonic warriors, who can I thank for returning me to this realm of life?" she said,

"me, Prue," Prue told her,

"I'm guessing you want something off me," Hexandra said, after taking a glance at Prue and pulling a face,

"yes, I want you to help me destroy the side of good," Prue replied.

"Even your family? your daughter and fiancé?" Hexandra questioned, after reading Prue's mind,

"they are the family of Prudence Halliwell, I am no longer her, I have only one member of family, and that is my father, the shadow," the eldest of the Halliwell sisters replied,

"very well, where shall we begin?" the serpent witch asked, Prue thought for a moment and then a smile stretched across her face.

To be continued…

Next chapter- Piper, Paige, Phobia and Hilda go up against Prue, Hexandra and Kendra, the evil warlighter who attacked Cole. Cole has escaped Kendra and found the Angelic Seer, but is he prepared to discover who she is?

'Ladies Night' should be up soon.