AN: Thanks for the reviews guys… and again, sorry for the delay.
About the word that people were confused about;
Dispossessed, is the opposite of Possessed. I guess I could have used Unpossessed, but I checked and Dispossess is the right way to say it. Rassalas used Wyatt's powers to possess Piper, but since Wyatt was in the ritual he had just as much control, a baby or not.
Well, enjoy this chapter… I, again, had fun writing it. It's kinda sad
CHAPTER X
OOO Blind Hope OOO
Mmmm.
Headache.
Piper cracked her eyes open, feeling in a blur.
What happened? Did she fall asleep in the attic? On the floor?
"Piper?" someone's voice called.
Piper struggled to pick her head up from the floor. She pushed herself with her hands, until it was enough to look up at whoever spoke to her.
It was Paige. She was, too, sitting on the floor. Next to her was Phoebe, looking… different.
Piper had the nagging feeling that there was something she should remember, but didn't. She turned her head at the feeling of another's presence, and saw Leo, standing tall, his arms crossed in front of himself. His eyes didn't look warm like they did when she last saw him… they were gray. Cold. Piper didn't like it.
Why did they all act so distant? Even Paige who had called out her name wasn't making any visible movements towards her.
Piper, now fully seated, decided that if no one would come to her, she would come to them. But as soon as she started advancing upwards, something shocked her. Literally. With a gasp of pain, Piper was forced back down to the floor.
She noticed both her sisters holding themselves from jumping to her rescue, while Leo just closed his eyes, as though his skin has just been slashed painfully. What surprised Piper was that no one came to her aid.
She turned to look at Phoebe again. For some reason, she'd been drawn to her. Phoebe had her hands covering her mouth, and Paige stopping her from coming towards Piper. But why?
Piper now realized what had stopped her from getting up. There were crystals all around her. Why would they trap her?
"Why are you doing this?" She asked in a small voice. Could it be that this was all not real? That she was still in the underworld, having one of her illusions. Probably.
The three looked at each other, as if communicating through their thoughts. Why were they excluding her like this?
"She doesn't remember." Paige whispered, but enough for Piper to hear.
"Don't remember what?" Piper insisted.
They were all staring at her again. No one spoke.
"Why are you doing this?" This time her voice was louder.
Phoebe had tears in her eyes. The sight seemed… familiar. Where had she seen Phoebe that way before? Just recently…
Suddenly Piper was overcome by the urge to strangle her sister to death. She would put her hands tight around her throat, and squeeze the air out of her lungs, until she would…
OH GOD.
No, it couldn't be true… She couldn't have possibly…
But then, she had done it before…
Piper felt the sting of hysteria overtake her. She remembered well now. Rassalas managed to get through her. She almost murdered her sister…
What was she to do now? She couldn't stand looking at any of them, afraid of seeing the disappointment in their expressions…
"I can't stand this." Piper heard Leo's deep voice, and saw him remove one of the crystals.
Moments later he was right next to her, his arm on her back. Piper wanted to get away.
Knowing that the crystals were no longer keeping her in her spot, Piper lunched to her feet and ran to another corner of the room, hoping she'd find the door. When she was leaning against the wall, she realized the door was on the other side of the attic.
"Pip-…" Someone started.
"I'm sorry, Ph-Phoebe… I'm so sorry…" Piper cried.
Leo was advancing towards her again.
"No, Leo… don't get any closer…" Piper warned.
Leo didn't listen. Soon she felt his superior arms bracing her around her upper body. Piper found herself trying to get out of his grip; call it instinct.
She just pushed herself against his chest, trying to break his hands from around her, her fists banging against his seemingly metal chest, her own hair everywhere. She was confused. What the hell was she doing? Piper felt as though she was in a dream, where it doesn't matter what happens. Something was wrong with her head, the room was too dark. No, too light. It sting her eyes, so she kept them shut.
"Shhhh…." Someone's suiting voice was repeating. Piper recognized it to be Leo's. "Shh…. It's ok… everything is OK…"
OOO
His strikingly soft blue eyes stared at him, like they were planning something. The growing blond hairs on top of his head were sitting perfectly, as always. The kid's skin was white as snow, as he'd never been exposed to the sun in his short life. He had only been existent for barely 18 months…
The Source pondered his next move. Rassalas was successful; he managed to get through to the witch. Cole hadn't expected more then that. Just the evidence that with the help of the child; it was possible.
They only had 7 days left. Solemn hours that will pass by slowly, until it was that day. A day in which enough power would be gathered to corrupt this earth. To let the underworld swallow the world above. The human mortals, those powerless, useless beings, would become his nation. His people. His slaves. They would have no other home.
It was time for a change.
But first, he needed that which. He needed a charmed one.
He glanced at the boy again. The little boy was more powerful then Cole wanted to let on. Even to himself. He wouldn't let the little creature corrupt his plans like he managed to overtake Rassalas and fight out of his mother's head when she was possessed.
He would use him, and then kill him. There would be no longer a need for the strong powers the boy possessed, not after the resolution. And the Source knew it was the only way to be done. The only way to set things right.
OOO
The two sisters sat on the floor, arms wrapped around each other.
Their hearts were hurting.
Phoebe and Paige have spent the past 2 years with only one another to rely on, and now that they had their older sister with them they let themselves loosen up, thinking they'd get the same old Piper. Now they were, again, surprised by the drastic changes in her.
Leo convinced her to let him help her after she seemed to have completely loose it, and he took her downstairs to her room.
"Are you ok?" Paige asked.
"No. You?"
"Not really." Paige admitted.
There was silence again.
"Things will be better." Paige blurred.
"Piper used to say that. When she was freaking out." Phoebe remembered with a chuckle.
"I know. It always worked for her. How did she use to put it…?"
"Good times ahead." Phoebe filled in. She'd never forget.
"Yes." Paige said, a slight smile on her face. "Yes, that. Good times ahead. Right?"
Paige sounded like a small child.
"Right." Phoebe whispered.
She could still remember well Piper's sweet face while her hands were tightly around Phoebe's neck. Phoebe was literally feeling all life being drained out of her… but what her mind had been on was the face that it was Piper, her beloved sister, who did it. Sweet, perfect Piper.
OOO
"Hold tight." Leo whispered, pressing the freezing ice against Piper's forehead where she was earlier hit with a heavy book.
He expected her to resist, flinch at least, but Piper acted as if the ice was not cold at all.
"He got through you again, didn't he?" Leo asked a rhetorical question. He didn't know of anything else to say.
"Yes." She said.
"Piper… what you did… it wasn't you; you can't blame yourself. Ok? Promise me you aren't blaming yourself. Phoebe understands… we all do." Leo tried to convince.
Piper shrugged her shoulders, taking away the pack of ice from Leo's hand and holding it against the growing blue herself.
"He wasn't alone." She stated.
Leo looked up at her. She seemed to be spacing out, but when he asked her his next question she answered immediately;
"Who wasn't alone?"
"Rassalas."
Huh? "I don't understand."
Piper lowered the ice, and started playing at it with her thumbs.
"Wyatt. I felt him."
Wyatt? Leo couldn't think of anyone by that name, aside from himself.
Piper seemed to have noticed Leo's confusion.
"The baby, Leo. His name is Wyatt." Piper said. Leo didn't know if he was comprehending, or just storing the information in his head so he could ponder it later.
"He was there. Not him, I mean… his powers. I could feel it. The way it used to be when I was pregnant with him…" Piper looked up to Leo for any sign of understanding. Leo couldn't give her anything better then his aimless stare.
"He knew it was me Leo… I know he did." Piper continued. "You believe me, right, Leo? I know you do…" She was begging now.
"Of course I believe you Piper." He hurried to say. "You are strong Piper, stronger then anyone else I've ever known. And you have us. Your sisters and I. Come here…" Leo pulled her in, and she let him.
"Just think Piper… soon, we can be together again. Really, together. You, me, and… Wyatt. It will be a sunshiny day Piper. We'll be a family. You want that, right? We can have it. I swear to god, we'll have it." He was saying. He kept saying it for the next hour, and if he'd stop Piper would beg him to continue.
Continue to describe these beautiful dreams. Dreams that could very well be no more then meaningless words.
AN: Ok… it's sad… I know. I'm sad too. I'm kinda stretching this story… I think it needs it. The descriptions of feelings… this story is all about feelings, of all kinds. Hope I was able to channel them. You guys let me know what you thought in your reviews… and expect a change of moods in the next chapter. Action involved.