CHARMED
Prue, You're Alive!
It was just like any other day at the Halliwell manor, Phoebe was sleeping in, Piper was in another baking frenzy, and Paige was studying her spells. Everything was normal until…
BANG
The front door blew open, and a guy dressed in black and silver robes with a hood that covered his face entered the manor. His cat-skull staff clanked against the hardwood floor, as he walked towards the stairs.
"What do you want?" asked Piper as she ran into the room mixing bowl in hand.
"Better yet," said Paige as she came running down the stairs. "Who are you?"
"All I desire is to know where Halliwell called Prue is buried," said the figure in a bone-chilling voice that would have made your blood run cold.
"Why do you want to know?" asked Paige still holding on to the spells she was studying as she came into the room.
"That is my business. It is no concern of yours," said the figure in a very snotty tone.
"Yes it is, she was our sister," said Phoebe coming down the stairs in a rush.
Ah, so you are the Charmed ones,' said the figure, his mouth curling into a terrifying smile.
"Well, DUH,"said Paige just staring at this guy like he was an idiot.
"Well then, this must be my lucky day. I have been searching for you for such a long time." He said with a sneer. "Now tell me where she was laid to rest or you will suffer the consequences." commanded the creature.
"We'll never tell you where she is" said Piper while setting the mixing bowl on the floor. She then tried to blow him up, but nothing happened. "What the hell," she said as she tried a couple more times to blow him into a million pieces, but just as before, nothing happened.
"I shall return soon for the information. For now I shall take my leave. Farewell," he said as a strong wind slammed the house, causing the sisters to cover their eyes. When they opened them again, the stranger was gone.
"Is everybody all right," asked Piper as she picked-up the overturned mixing bowl. It had spilled causing a terrible mess covering the wooden hall floor in a tan wave.
"Yeah, I'm fine Piper," said Phoebe. "How are you Paige?" she asked turning to Paige after she reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Just great, my hair is a total mess , but other than that, I'm fine." Paige said trying to put her mussed hair back into place in front of the hall mirror.
"Leo," Piper called "Leo!" Almost instantly, the familiar sound, and shiny blue light that indicated Leo's entrance appeared in the middle of the hall.
"Piper, what's wrong honey?" Leo asked with a concerned tone.
"Leo, thank God! Some weird guy was just here," Piper said as she ran to hug her husband. He returned the embrace. When they broke, Phoebe started to explain the whole incident while Piper and Paige cleaned up the muffin mess.
"Well, he just blew open the door, waltzed in here and started demanding to know where Prue was buried. We said wouldn't tell him and Piper tried to blow him up, but it didn't work. He didn't even seem to notice at all. Then he vanished as quickly as he had appeared. It was really creepy." Phoebe explained while waving her hands around nervously.
"Well, that's that," said Piper after she and Paige finished cleaning up the muffin mix.
"That is strange." Leo replied after a moment. "Did he do or say anything else?" He asked puzzled.
"No, that's the funny thing. After Piper tried to blow him up, he just vanished into the wind. Literally." Said Paige, trying to find the spells the wind had blown across the attic.
"Maybe we should check the Book of Shadows for him" said Leo while trying to figure out what had really just happened.
"Yeah, good idea." Said the sisters in unison.
"You shouldn't have left them. Now go, follow them. We don't need the other three. They aren't important. I just want the one they call Prue." The robed man minion.
"Yes master. I will not fail you again." The kneeling minion told his superior. He then rose to a standing position. He turned and quickly walked out the door and closed it behind him.
After the minion had left, the robed figure rose out of his chair and glided toward the window.
"Soon," the master said. "Soon all will go as I have planned. I will be the most powerful demon with the help of a Charmed One." He finished his statement and let out a blood-chilling laugh that could be heard for miles around.
"Have you found anything yet?" asked Leo grimly.
"No, we haven't, and I don't think that guy is in here." Said Paige shaking her head.
"This is getting us nowhere." Said Phoebe throwing her arms up in defeat.
" There is still one thing I don't understand. What do they want with Pure?" Piper sighed as she closed the book slowly. "I mean she's dead! It's not like she is a threat to them anymore." Her voice caught as Prue's death hit Her again.
"Yeah" Phoebe replied with a sad smile.
A stifling silence filled the room. No one spoke for some time. Paige broke the silence when she looked at the clock and saw the time.
"Oh shoot. I've got to get to work. If I'm late again, Mr. Cowan's going to kill me." Said Paige as she ran out the attic door and down the stairs.
"I should get going too. The club isn't going to run itself you know." Said Piper trying to sound cheerful as she headed toward the door.
When she had almost reached the door, Leo stopped her, "Piper, are you sure you should be working?" he asked her, concern filling his face. "You shouldn't go if you're depressed. I'm sure the club can live without you for a day or two."
"No, I'm fine, really. I'll come home if I start feeling too bad, I promise." She told him crossing her fingers as if to emphasize her point.
"All right, but remember your promise." Leo told her with a small nod of his head. Piper smiled at him then turned, walked out the attic door and down the stairs.
"If I fail again, my master will be most displeased." Said the black and silver robed minion as he returned home to think up a new plan, "He'll have my head."
The minion opened the door to his small living quarters. It had a few windows and a small table in the middle of the one-room cottage. It smelled like a barn, and in truth, it was about as clean as one. Test-tubes and books littered the shelves that lined the wall. Pots and stirring spoons hung from the high ceiling.
The minion muttered a few words under his breath, and waved his hand towards the fireplace. Almost instantly, a roaring fire was burning in the hearth that just moments before was completely dark. He then walked toward the coat rack in the far corner. He took off his robe, set down his staff, and walked across the room. He then sat in his chair and started to formulate his plan…
P3 was a hub-bub of activity. Piper soon forgot about the strange visitor and focused on running the club. She was trying to find someone to clean-up the mess in the kitchen. It was a prank gone wrong. Now there was batter everywhere; the countertops, the stoves, the floor, it was even on the ceiling.
"This place is a mess! Who did it? Somebody start cleaning it up!" said a very stressed out Piper. She was horrified when she came into the kitchen, and saw the huge mess.
"Yeah, we'll get someone right on it. I have no idea who did it." Said one of the kitchen staff.
Paige left her boss's office after being yelled at for being late again.
"Stupid boss." Paige thought a little too loud as she sat down at the computer to start the work for the day.
Phoebe was looking through the Book of Shadows frustratingly trying to find that guy. Yet the usually helpful book told her nothing. Finally, after a few more minutes of flipping, she gave up.
"Come on, give me something I can use, anything!" Phoebe yelled at the now closed book. All of the sudden, the now familiar feeling of the magical wind filled the attic. Phoebe smiled "I knew Grams wouldn't let us down" said Phoebe excited to see her grandmother again. As the wind dissipated, a figure swirling in white lights began to form.
"Hello Gram…" Phoebe stopped in mid-sentence ash she gazed at the ghostly figure standing before her. It surely wasn't Grams, nor was it mom.