Thanks everyone who reviewed. This is set ten years after the last chapter. Sorry, but this will be the final chapter, but if I can think of something for one then I might do a sequel, though it doesn't look likely. But please check out my other fics. This chapter is longer than all the others to make up for the fact that it's the last.
Always Charmed By Evil:
Faith sat in the conservatory, playing with her zombie rag doll,
"Faith, I hope you're not behaving," Piper said,
"of course I'm not," Faith quickly replied, jumping up and shooting fire at the walls,
"that's my girl," the middle charmed one said.
Upstairs, twelve-year-old Pamara sat on her bed, doodling in a black notepad,
"Hadrian," she whispered, as she wrote his name and surrounded it with hearts, which she coloured in with a black pen.
"Who's Hadrian?" a voice asked, she turned to see the ghost of her father standing there,
"nobody dad," she replied. Zile often visited his daughter and Prue, though there was a uncomfortable atmosphere if he and Phoebe were in the same room, as she was the one who had vanquished him.
"I'll ask again Pamara, who is Hadrian?" he questioned,
"a boy," she told him, closing the notepad and walking over to her desk, turning on some music,
"a boy? do you love him? is he evil?" Zile asked,
"I don't love him, I like him, a lot, but we can never be together, he's good," Pamara explained,
"you're damn right you can't be together," Zile bellowed. Pamara glared at her father and a swarm of black particles fluttered around him,
"go back to hell," she hissed, as the black particles transported him from the room.
Later that night, a fourteen-year-old boy sat on a wall. He ran his hand through his blond hair impatiently before glancing at his watch.
"Sorry I'm late," a female voice said, then Pamara blinked in,
"I'm just glad that you're here now," he told her, standing up and holding her in his arms, before they shared a passionate kiss.
"Hadrian, I can't do this, it's against everything my family has built up, you're good," she stated, pulling away,
"exactly, that's why I feel so much towards you, we're like Romeo and Juliet," he said,
"Piper and Leo," she whispered,
"what?" he asked,
"nothing," she replied.
The following morning, Warren and Benjamin were in the garden, seeing who could throw an athame the furthest, while Faith drew pictures of herself as Queen of the Underworld. When Pamara walked outside a flurry of green orbs appeared beside her, forming Hadrian,
"orbs, not black orbs, he's good!" Warren exclaimed, firing an electric bolt at Hadrian, which Pamara blew up.
"Tell everyone I'm sorry, but I just can't do this anymore, I can't hide who I am," the eldest of the cousins told the others, as she took hold of Hadrian's hand and he orbed them out.
"I'm not telling!" Faith said, putting her hand up,
"me either!" Warren said, also raising his hand, Ben sighed before shimmering into the manor.
A few minutes later, Warren and Faith heard a massive crash inside after Benjamin told Prue.
Eleven years later…..
Twenty-one year old Warren and Faith dodged a beam of light the witch had thrown.
"I got her," Benjamin said, shimmering in next to his cousins and firing an energy ball at the witch, killing her.
"What you're going is wrong," a woman said, appearing behind the trio in green orbs. Her long, raven, locks flowed down to her large stomach, her dress was medieval style and was blue.
"Pamara," Faith gasped, the woman nodded,
"but, you don't like evil," Warren stated,
"that's because I'm not, I never was, I've always been destined to be good, I'm the charmed one, and now I'm expecting a baby, Hadrian's baby," she explained.
"What's with your ears?" Benjamin asked, frowning at how her ears went into a point at the top,
"it all came as part of the package," Pamara replied,
"what package?" Faith asked,
"becoming the Elven Queen, did you even noticed Hadrian was an elf? and now he's the king elf," she replied,
"but you're normal sized," Warren said,
"who said elves were small?" she said.
"What are you doing here?" Warren questioned,
"saving you," she replied, releasing orbs from her hands,
"no, when our moms and dads died we promised them we'd stick with evil," Benjamin yelled, trying to deflect the orbs with a red shield of energy. Pamara didn't give up and eventually the orbs consumed the cousins,
"good luck with your lives," she said, as they dropped to the ground unconscious and she orbed out.
She orbed into the Elvin kingdom and walked over to a stone pedestal, smiling at the front cover of the book on it, the Book of Shadows. The triquetra now had a fourth oval on it,
"the power of four," she whispered,
"certainly," a voice said, she turned to see her cousins,
"I think we should started sorting out the destruction we created," Warren stated, they nodded and all joined hands, disappearing in a mixture of green and blue-white orbs.
The End
