Notes: Welcome to chapter seven my peeps! If you liked the sixth installment, wait till u get a load of this! Now it's time for Piper Halliwell to face the Ju-On!
Tokyo
"Leo why do I have the strangest feeling that something is happening downstairs?" Piper asked as she and Leo began to walk gingerly past a bathroom and the master bedroom upstairs. His expression blank, Leo turned to his wife and asked "I don't know. You think something is happening to the girls?"
"Yeah I mean, it's like my stomach is doing flips inside you know?" Piper explained as they walked into the room.
"Maybe you're pregnant again Piper." Leo gave a little joke and laugh as Piper looked at him with annoyance. Rolling her eyes, Piper decided not to say anything since Leo rarely said something sarcastic. Actually it was quite unnerving to her, this whole thing about finding Kayako and vanquishing her and this grudge was very nerve-wracking and of course deadly.
"I'll disregard that comment. But it'll make me feel better if you would just go and check it out for me. Please?" Piper asked the Whitelighter as she put a soft hand on his shoulder.
"Are you sure you'll be okay by your self?" Leo asked after a sigh.
"Please, no one would want to mess with this magical mama, or else I'll blow their asses to smithereens." Piper said motioning her hands to prepare an explosion with her powers.
"Alright then, be careful!" Leo told his wife. He deeply wanted to kiss her, but considering the way their relationship was currently, it would be too awkward. Instead, he took the easy way out and just orbed away in that swirl of brilliant white lights as he normally does.
"That damn Whitelighter. He still gets me weak in the knees." Piper told herself aloud as she began to search the bedroom. "So this is Kayako's room." She said aloud once more as she continued. There were no pictures hung up, just regular Japanese apparel and furniture such as the dressers and the nightstands, and even a vanity table. Small traces of light began to diminish from the windowpanes and darkness began to ensure. Also, a crash of thunder began to sound and rain began to pour liberally. Piper just sighed and once again rolled her eyes.
"Thunder, lightening, rain and a real-live haunted house. I swear I'm in a horror movie. But it's nothing just mind games." Piper said as she began to scan the drawers looking for anything.
"Don't say that, the person who says that dies first in the movies!" a familiar voice called out to Piper.
Piper's mouth began to drop, and her tongue went dry almost. A chill ran up her spine and her hands began to turn cold. Quickly, she turned around and looked at the source of the voice. If looks could kill, Piper would be dead and gone already. The person, that person who said those words was someone Piper could not imagine to see again. The woman standing before her had on a sheer black shirt, a pair of jeans, and flowing, shiny black hair. Prue Halliwell, Piper's long dead sister stood before her in the flesh and she was at a lost for words.
"Remember you told me that one time, when the lights went out at the manor? That was a good survival tip I should've listened to you." Prue spoke in her usual raspy voice as Piper continued to stare at her.
"Aww, come on Piper. Don't I at least deserve a hug?" Prue asked as she reached out her hands. After Piper continued to stare for almost two minutes, Prue put her hands down and began to walk across the room; across from Piper. "Piper, what's wrong? I have missed you so much. The afterlife is a drag without you and Phoebe, well Grams is a trip and you must see mom, I mean she is just gorgeous as ever!" Prue spoke. She continued talking, but Piper did not really pay attention to her words. Tears began to form from her eyes, and the warm tear dropped to her cheek, and she sobbed (minus the sound effects).
As Prue continued to ramble on, Piper saw fit to interrupt. However, instead of just talking over her, Piper drew back and punched Prue straight on her nose. She began to glare at Prue as she reeled from Piper's fierce attack.
"What the hell are you doing Piper? You'd never do something like that! Have you been watching Jerry Springer?" Prue said as she began to wipe some blood that was dropping from her nose. Piper was just pissed off as Prue continued to talk about how Piper acts. Thinking that it was best, Piper did something she may have regretted, but she quickly motioned her hands and let this Prue taste one of her patented explosions.
Falling backwards and crashing through the Japanese wall panel, Prue hurried to get up and brushed herself off. Piper looked at her sister she just attacked and prepared to explode her again.
"Who the hell are you? You're not a witch so you're not Prue." Piper said with the tone in her voice beckoning fury and tears coming freely down her eyes. However, Prue did not do nothing but smirk. Now enraged, Piper lifted her hands to explode Prue again, but she was stopped once Prue used her own power against Piper. Also motioning her hands, Prue magically flung Piper back onto the floor; hard. Before she could even get up, Piper was attacked by one of Prue's kicks once she astral projected to where she had fallen.
Prue began to use her momentum to try and stomp Piper, but the younger sister rebounded after she took Prue's hand and flipped her over hard on the floor. Placing the front of her steel-toe boot onto Prue's throat, Piper began to question her with the fury right out in her voice. "I'm going to ask you this question again. If you don't answer I'm going to blow you're head right off you're damn body, you bitch!" Prue, continued to smirk, but started to say some words. "I think you know who I am."
Prue, or the thing posing as Prue, pushed Piper's foot of her, and landed another martial arts-esque kick right into Piper's abdomen. Hurt, Piper tried to counter, but Prue harshly attacked her forehead with a brutal haymaker punch.
'She may not be Prue, but she sure as hell fights like her.' Piper told herself as she continued to feel the attacks that this Prue was dealing out to her. Thinking that this would be her opportunity, Piper froze this Prue with her own magic. In a bizarre manor, Prue began to freeze into ice, similar to how Leo was froze when she and Phoebe were possessed one time (Author's note: Bride & Gloom style wink wink).
Normally, Piper would be heartbroken if she had to smash the icy mold of one of her sisters; especially a dead one. But, this thing was not Prue and though she was emotionally wrecked, she knew the real Prue would want this thing posing as her to get its ass kicked. With that said, Piper quickly exploded the icy Prue and she was exploded into bits of nothingness. Piper wiped a tear that rolled from her eye and said "This house is really bugging me the hell out."
Suddenly, Piper heard laughter emanate from the room. It was spooky and sinister, but vaguely familiar. Piper knew the voice and exhaled deeply.
"Damn it Barbus. If I knew it was you I'd a baked a cake." Piper said sarcastically as she placed her hands on her sides. Barbus was no where to be seen but his voice was present and clear.
"You Charmed Ones are so gullible. And you, you Piper can put up a good fight. It was great coming after you as Prue, opposed to last time when I showed you you're daddy issues. You're fears are fun my…" Barbus was stopped.
"Why don't you shut the hell up, and come out so I can finally vanquish you." Piper interrupted as she had a hint of attitude in her voice, with some irritation mixed in.
"Charming you are. Why don't you check downstairs. I have used my last bit of energy to make Shadow Soldiers to assist Kayako in killing you're sisters and that innocent. I am leaving." Barbus said as he laughed.
"Leaving already? Won't stay to see us vanquish that demon bitch or this grudge?" Piper asked.
"Please my dear, you'll be lucky enough to survive my Shadow Soldiers than this grudge by Kayako. Tata for now." Barbus spoke last as his laughter once again began to fill the room. Not letting his chuckles get to her, Piper quickly ran for the stairs to help out her sisters and put an end to this madness.