(Chapter Four: The Power of Three)
Morgan POV
I woke up on the sofa. The last thing I remembered was Paige Halliwell appearing in the hallway surrounded by these lights. I must have fainted. Who wouldn't? It's not every day you see something like that happen!
I sat up to see Paige and her sister Piper Halliwell talking to Hunter. "Thank God you're awake," Hunter said and kissed my forehead.
"Morgan," Piper said, her voice hard and emotionless. "Paige has come up with this stupid idea that you could remake the Power of Three. You're a witch, right? Your husband told us that."
"The power of three?" I asked, even more confused. And what was with Piper's cold attitude towards me? Well, I suppose she had just buried her sister.
"Me, Paige and Phoebe were the Charmed Ones," Piper said, putting emphasis on the were. "The most powerful good witches in the world. It was our destiny to fight evil. Before Paige came along, we had another sister Prue. When she died, we met Paige. Now that Phoebe is dead, Paige thinks that we could have another sister: You."
"No way," I told them. "I'm not a Halliwell! I'm a Riordan."
"Well, how about cousins?" Paige suggested. Piper shook her head at her younger sister.
"Actually, I did a lot of research on the Riordans years ago," Hunter chipped in. "It seems that they too are descendants of Melinda Warren. Melinda Warren had a sister who turned to darkness. She was a 'traditional Woodbane'. The Riordans turned good though many years later. Melinda's sister was cast aside and forgotten about. So, yes, Morgan is your cousin." Omigod! Omigod! I'm the cousin of the Charmed Ones! How the hell could Hunter keep something like that from me?
Suddenly, Paige grabbed my hand. "Piper, grab her hand," She said to her sister. Reluctantly, she held onto my hand. A glowing blue light shone down from the ceiling, surrounding us.
"The power of three," I whispered.