Author's Notes: What's up peeps! This is my 'Charmed' spinoff of sorts and it involves Prue in a very interesting and enjoyable light which I hope you all will come to love! Please read and review and most of all, enjoy!
Timeline: This fic takes place right after the events of season seven.
For the first time in years, Prue Halliwell cried in grief. Tears came endlessly from her pale skinned face, and slowly but surely, her eyes began to puff. Wiping a mix of tears and brown hair from her eyes, Prue walked amongst the clouds of Heaven and continued her sobbing. However, she could not hold her composure but for so long, and in another instant Prue fell to the clouds beneath her wracked with crying fits and she was roughing up her pure white dress. All the while, she was muttering the same sentence: "They're gone…they're really gone."
Hearing a familiar sound come to her gentle ears, Prue looked up and saw the figures of her mother Patty Halliwell, and her grandmother Penny "Grams" Halliwell teleporting in front of her. Their angelic light made Prue's auburn hair shimmer and she quickly hugged them both, and did not let go. Smoothing out her hair, both Patty and Grams felt Prue's warm tears stain their garb as they prepared to talk to her.
"Prue, Prue it's alright. Things are not as they seem." Patty said consoling her daughter with the light whispers. Prue looked up at her with a look of confusion on her face.
"What is that supposed to mean, mom? My sisters are gone! Phoebe and Piper… they're dead. And Paige, too! She was just getting good with her powers and now she's lost them and her life!" Prue yelled out as more hysteria smacked at her system. It was now Grams turn to comfort the sullen granddaughter of hers, and it did not look like Prue was finished with the crying.
"Your sisters are not dead Prue. They still live." Grams said with a look of compassion and seriousness in her beautiful eyes and hugged her. Prue could just stay in Grams touch all day and feel bliss; her grandmother always gave her a sense of protection. But to more pressing matters, the fact of her sisters.
"Wait a minute, then what happened to them? You saw what went down, know one could have survived that…" Prue was interrupted by Grams pointing finger.
"But your sisters did. The Charmed Ones were successful into vanquishing Zankou. You should be celebrating instead of mourning your sisters' memories my dear." Grams told her with a smile creeping on her face.
"Alright then, if they survived then where in the world are they? I don't sense or feel them anywhere in San Francisco! I can't feel them, don't you understand that?" Prue said with a crackling voice as more tears came down to her face. Never in her life or her afterlife did she ever feel this much agony, it was tearing at her.
"Look Prue, you have to have some form of faith. Of course you cannot feel your sisters, you probably won't feel them for a long time. Isn't it obvious to you yet?" Patty asked Prue as she looked up at her. This time she was lost for words and stared at her mother blankly.
"They have gone into hiding Prue. That is the reason for their disappearance, not because of death." Patty explained to her daughter. Intent now, Prue wiped the tears from her face one final time and put her hair to the back. Her eyes wide and shifting from her mother to Grams, she tried to recollect all that was just said.
"So you are telling me that they ran away? The Charmed Ones are poof, be gone!" Prue asked and shouted aloud as she looked at her relatives.
"That's about so." Grams said easily.
"What is their problem? Why did they abandon their destinies like that?" Prue suddenly yelled out. It was uncanny; just minutes ago she was crying and with despair over her sisters' would-be death and now she was enraged by their new plan of action. Worst of all, her family was being cryptic, and cryptic was something she did not like. "Why do I have a feeling that something I don't know is something you all do know?"
"It's nothing too big, Prue. It's just-a…." Grams tried to lie and she bit her tongue. Both Patty and Prue gave her looks; they all knew that the matriarch of the Halliwell family sucked terribly at lying.
"Please give me answers one of you; it would be highly appreciative!" Prue once again yelled out with all of her might. Both looking at each other with the 'should we tell her?' glance as Prue gave them deathly glares, another person made himself known as he orbed in front of them in a golden light.
Portly, wearing a robe and sporting silver hair, the pudgy man was very familiar to them and the three Halliwells looked at him with shock. Of course, the man was the Angel of Destiny in all of his glory. For some reason Prue felt that he was the answer to all of her queries that she was thinking of.
"Angel of Destiny…the answer to all of my questions I presume?" Prue looked at him raising one of her eyebrows. The Angel simply smiled and looked at the former Charmed One.
"You guess correctly Prudence Halliwell. I am here to tell you that destiny, my dear, is changing. The actions of your sisters have plenty to do with this new turn of events." The Angel said looking around at the room full of Halliwells.
"And by that you mean? What?" Prue continued with her questions. Without a doubt in her mind she was going to get answers no matter what it took to get them. The Angel of Destiny was ready to talk as it appeared.
"As of today Prue, the Charmed Ones have gone into hiding in order to protect and train the next generation of the Halliwell witches. Also as of today, you my dear girl shall be resurrected." The Angel said as he pointed straight for Prue. Gasps filled the room as Patty, Grams and Prue looked in shock and disbelief. In this short time, it felt like everything ravaged her and she could not take it all at once. All of this took Prue's breath away.
"Okay let's rewind this soap opera for a minute." Prue said as she began to pace around the room in an excited but not wild state. As she did this action, the Angel of Destiny kept a steady stare at her as well as the other Halliwells.
"You want me to fall from grace, all because my sisters are too cowardly to stand up to the forces of evil? Is that what the hell you're saying to me?" Prue asked enraged and yelling venomous words at the innocent Angel.
"Now Prue don't get yourself all worked up over nothing, honey!" Patty said trying to get close to her daughter, until she was roughly pushed away by Prue's brute force. Holding Patty and looking at Prue, Grams felt the anger rising within her grandchild.
"Prue you should not bad mouth your sisters like that. Come on you watch the events unfold from here; they are mothers now. They have to bring up their children in a safe environment so that they can become the best witches this family has yet to see." Grams said trying to comfort her hurt granddaughter with her words and peaceful eyes.
"Grams, of course I know that! I want solely the best for Wyatt and Chris! And when Phoebe and Paige have children I want their offspring to be equally as safe. But I paid my debt to society and the magical world! For years I have been fighting and fighting countless demons and unholy forces! As a Charmed One I did my time! I wanted to come back four years ago, but you and mom did not want me to have my piece of the action!" Prue shouted as she now walked about madly.
"But it was all in your destiny. Just because you died and went to the afterlife does not mean that your destiny has stopped. In fact, this is just the tip of the iceberg." The Angel of Destiny said with newfound giddiness that Prue never witnessed before. "In all seriousness though Prue, as your sisters' train the next generation, the demon underworld will grow stronger. That cannot happen; as a former Charmed One you cannot let that happen." The Angel of Destiny continued. Finally, Prue looked convinced as the words hit her straightforwardly.
"Don't you see Prue? This is the next step in your journey. You must fulfill destiny, and like I always say…" Grams was cut off by Prue who knew the next line all too well in her young life.
"Everything happens for a reason. Yes, I know I get you Grams." Prue said with her patented smile. But for now, it seemed all the more angelic. Patty was beaming at the sight of her daughter though.
"I am proud of you Prue." Patty said as she went over to her daughter, and lovingly kissed her on her forehead. Prue just looked and once again smiled at Patty. Love instead of rage filled Prue's heart now. Going over to Grams, Prue also kissed her and made her peace with her grandmother.
"Well, wherever my destiny takes me, I am ready." Prue said with a stern look on her face as the Angel of Destiny walked over to her and placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Blessed be my darling, we love you very much." Grams said as she and Patty held onto each other. Prue gave a final radiant smile at the two and before she could say anything, she and the Angel of Destiny teleported to an unknown alley. It was about midday and they were across busy streets where cars zoomed by and where people filled avenues. But the alley was complete with a dumpster some trashcans and murky water. Prue noticed that she was now clad in jeans, a black halter top and a leather jacket, with her brown hair swaying freely in the breeze that just hit.
"Now where are we?" Prue questioned.
"A place where evil lurks around every corner and where demons feed on fears, wishes and hopes." The Angel of Destiny looked with fright. It almost scared Prue.
"Don't worry, were in LA." The Angel of Destiny suddenly said changing gears, making Prue sigh with relief.
"Here you shall find a place to live, gain the necessities for modern living and fight the good fight. When the time is right, you will once more meet with your sisters and return to the afterlife. But for now, Prue your assistance is needed. A demon is right behind you." The Angel of Destiny pointed as Prue turned to get a wallop of a smack my bald headed but leather clothed assailant.
Getting up and noticing that the Angel was gone, Prue was out on her lonesome. "Great. Leave me alone all by myself. I can handle it thanks!" Prue said sarcastically as the demon suddenly rushed for her. Bracing herself, Prue jumped to the air and kicked the bald demon square in the face and then used her magical power to throw him into a dumpster. Having him right where she wanted, Prue prepared herself.
"Time for an old fashioned spell, I guess. Let this demon that I see…" Prue stopped saying the spell once she noticed a projectile fly into the air and attacked the demon that got from the dumpster. Looking at the person, Prue saw a black woman with a crossbow stand with her braids flowing in the wind and her neck was adorned with the triquetra symbol that was embroiled on the Book of Shadows. Quickly, the girl through a vial at the demon contained with a potion and it vanquished the demon instantly.
"Who the hell are you?" Prue yelled out to the girl.
"Prue Halliwell?" The girl questioned as Prue gave her a 'yes' shake with her head.
"Come with me! I can help! My name is Evangeline! Come!" Evangeline shouted as she ran over to her parked car and opened the door. Feeling that she should, Prue jumped in and went into the car and the two sped off to the unknown.
-Xtreme Slayer