Pier looked everywhere, but she couldn't find him. She brushed her dark chestnut hair, just like her mom's, behind her ear and let her eyes continue to sweep the room. Mom's going to kill me if she finds out I lost him the girl said to herself. She listened, and finally heard the pitter patter of small feet running around upstairs.
"Parker! So help me God if I find you!" She yelled playfully as she ran up the stairs two at a time.
"You can't find me." The 5-year-olds voice floated through the air.
"Yes I can." Came her equally threatening response.
Pier opened her bedroom door, and caught site of a small dark haired boy just as he slammed the door to the bathroom connecting to Pier's room.
I got two choices, she thought. One: I can burst through the door from my bedroom or Two: I can go through mom's room. Deciding to see if she could trick Parker, she ran around to her mom's room and made her way to the bathroom door. Turning the handle as to not make any noise, she pushed the door open.
"Ah Ha!" She yelled, jumping into the bathroom, her hip connecting to the edge of the sink. "Ouch." She looked around, but no one was there. She heard giggling and realized she had been tricked. She ran out into the hallway and came face to face with him. He looked exactly like her. Same flashing hazel eyes, and same curly chestnut hair. His mouth crept up into a devious grin as she stared him down. Being almost 2 ½ feet taller than him, she easily overpowered him. He turned and made his way quickly up the stairs leading to the attic.
"Parker, NO!" Pier yelled as she attempted to run towards the stairs. "Mom will kill me if she finds out that you got up there." She ran full speed at the stairs, but was immediately thrown backwards, as if she had hit… No. He couldn't have. He doesn't even know what his powers are. There's no way he could have set up a force field. Just to be on the safe side, she called out for a spoon, and it appeared in her hand in bright blue lights. Something else she had picked up from her mom. It too bounced off an invisible force field and headed towards her bedroom. It ricocheted off the doorframe and came speeding at her head. Ducking, she watched as if crashed through the window behind her. That's just great she said to herself.
"Spoon!" She yelled again, and the spoon reappeared in her hand. She took aim and hurled it towards the stairs. This time it went through, embedding itself in the wood of the stairs. Jumping over it she dashed towards the attic door at the top.
"Parker!" She yelled loudly. She rammed the door with her shoulder, but it wouldn't budge. She checked her watch. Her mom would be home in a couple of minutes, but she had to get Parker out of there. Her mom had forbid anyone to go into the attic. Even Pier wasn't allowed in there. Once, when she was younger, she used to spend her days up there, with her mom and dad and her brother Pete… But Pete wasn't here anymore, and neither was her father. Her mom locked the attic door and never went back in. Her mom didn't even use her powers anymore, and she would be mad if she found out that both Parker and her had used them.
Finally, she got fed up. She lifted her arm and violently moved it inward with the hinges of the door. The door opened with a splintering crack and Pier rushed inside.
He was on the other side of the room, drawing with a piece of chalk. Pier heard her mom's car pull into the driveway, and the car door shutting. Even from the attic, she could hear her mom humming while she waltzed up the walkway. Parker had finished drawing and turned around. Pier glanced up at his drawing and she gasped. It was a triqueta. She hadn't seen one of those since she was a little girl. Parker had his back to the drawing and he didn't see it start to glow blue. But Pier did. She saw it light up around the edges, the blue liquid type material running smoothly over the old wood boards as it gathered in the center, casting off a blue glow around Parker's head, coincidentally making him look like an angel. Pier had no idea what it was.
"Parker, mom's home. She's going to freak if she sees us up here. Come here." Pier said, stretching her arms out for him to climb into. She took a step toward him, but he didn't budge. She quickened her step and started towards him. But he didn't move. Now she started running. Just as she reached him, he moved away. She stumbled and turned around, thinking she was going to crash into the wall, but she didn't. She saw her mother, with a look of anger come into the room. Pier kept stumbling backwards through the blue mist as her mothers expression changed to worry, horror, and surprise. Pier's feet moved from under her as she tried to remain upright. Stand up, and get the heck out of this blue stuff, was what Pier was thinking. Just get out of here. But she kept moving backwards, away from Parker and her mom, and towards…God know what. Finally, her feet couldn't keep up anymore and she dropped to the ground. She rolled backwards in a somersault style execution and just kept rolling. Finally, she hit the ground again. She slid across the floor and hit a stand of some sorts. Looking up, she saw the once person she wasn't expecting. Ever. Piper Halliwell.
