Chapter 3:

Priscilla awoke the next morning almost in a daze. She rolled over in her canopy bed, looking towards the window. It was dark out still. She yawned and looked up at her clock, to see it was 6:30 A.M. She sighed as she sat up, running a finger through her stick straight black hair. She was surprised she had slept through the nigh with everything that was no going on in her life. She sighed and closed her eyes, using her Psychokinses to see if anyone else in the house was awake. It looked like she was the only one. She sighed and opened her eyes, yawning. She sighed as she looked around her room, which was still quite dark. She sighed and got up out of bed, stretching towards the ceiling, before walking over to her closet and getting dressed for the day. She was just glad it was a Saturday, and she did not have to worry about going to school and accidentally freezing something or someone. She was determined to get her powers under control before Monday, but she knew it would take much longer than that.

After getting dressed in a black halter-top, and hip hugger pants; she walked out of her room, and down the steps. She hated living in an abounded hotel. The only people that lived in the hotel were her family, and she was never allowed to invite people over, incase of a demon attack or something. Cole knew were their hideout was, but did not ever visit in person. He usually sent his henchmen to get rid of the rest of the Halliwell line. Nevertheless, with their protection spells and powers, they usually were able to defeat their enemy. Moreover, the war between good and evil would continue on to the next day. It never ended, and the Halliwell line never has a break.

Priscilla sighed as she reached the bottom of the steps, headed for the kitchen. The hotel looked like an old, abandoned building on the outside. However, on the inside, it resembled the Halliwell Manor. Wyatt had casted a spell so they would always know what their house looked like, and would know where everything was when the took their home back from Cole.

Priscilla walked into the kitchen, and found someone she did not know. He turned to see her, and saw that he was standing beside her mother and father. She had never seen a more handsome man in her life. His black hair lay in curls on his head perfectly, and his green eyes seemed to be able to stare into you very soul, knowing your deepest secrets. She blushed, looking away, but looked back, putting on a smile. SHe was confused, because she was sure, no one else was up. She tilted her head, as her father spotted her and grinned, walking over to her to give her a hug.

"Good morning, Cilla."

As he pulled away from Cilla, he turned back to face his wife and the young man beside her.

"Priscilla, this is Jackson. He's your whitelighter."

Priscilla smiled, still blushing, as he nodded at her. He walked forward, smiling down at Priscilla. Wyatt smiled at his daughter. He knew very well what she was thinking. Cilla was too much like Piper, in too many ways. He had a feeling that Jackson would win Cilla's heart, by the way that she was looking at her. It was no longer illegal for a witch and whitelighter to be together, especially since Cilla was 2/3 whitelighter and 1/3 Witch. She just had developed witch powers. The only whitelighter power she possessed was Glamouring, which she did not use very often.

"Hello Miss Priscilla. It is nice to finally meet you in person."

"I agree."

Priscilla spoke as she looked up into his green eyes. God, he was an angel, in more than one way. Her two cousins, who were still terribly tired, joined Priscilla. Pearl and Pandora looked up at the person, and poked Priscilla in the side. She turned to them, grinning.

"Hello, girls. This is our whitelighter, Jackson."

He waved at the two girls as Priscilla spoke, and the two young teenagers nodded. Pearl was only 14, and Pandora was 15, but they knew when their cousin liked someone. Especially Pearl, whose power of Empathy, helped her out more than her feminine instincts.

"Well, girls, Kelly and I are going up to see the elders. I suggest you eat and get started."

He winked at his daughter, who blushed, before watching her mother and father orb out with white lights surrounding them. Cilla had always wanted that power, but her parents didn't think she would get it, since most of her powers came from the witch in her. Pearl yawned as she moved over to the fridge, opening it. Pandora followed her cousin, as Priscilla looked back up at Jackson.

"So, Cilla, after you and your cousins get some food, we'll start the training. You and Pandora need to master your new powers, and build on your others. Pearl, needs to work on her other powers as well, since you can't really control clairvoyance."

Jackson spoke as Cilla nodded. He seemed to know what he was doing, which was a very good thing. She turned to look at her cousins, who were staring at her and Jackson. She rolled her eyes, before looking back up at the man who was now her whitelighter. She sighed as she moved a piece of her hair, smiling up at him.

"Alright then. Sounds like a plan to me."

He then walked out of the kitchen, headed towards the den. Pandora and Pearl smiled and laughed as Priscilla shoved them, walking over towards the pantry to get something to eat.

"So, you are more like Piper than we thought."

Pandora spoke as Priscilla began to put some butter on piece of toast. Cilla rolled her eyes as she took a bite, looking back over at her cousins.

"Oh please, Pandora. I just think he's cute. It don't mean nothing."

"Oh, it means everything. He's our whitelighter, Cilla. If you and him hook up, it will be just like Aunt Piper and Uncle Leo all over again."

Pearl spoke as she moved over to stand beside her cousins. Priscilla contuied to eat, rolling her eyes. There was no way she was that much like Piper. Yes, Jackson was cute, but that would be too creepy for comfort. Priscilla sighed as she moved a piece of her hair from her face before looking back over at her cousins.

"Listen, nothing is going to happen, ok? Now lets eat breakfast and shut up about it, ok."

"What ever, Cilla."

They laughed as they move back to get some food to eat. Cilla sighs, rolling her eyes. She couldn't belive they thought she was that much like Piper. She may have had a few things in common with her, but she had her own destiny to follow. She contuied to eat, knowing she would need her strength for that day. After they finished, they head back out of the kitchen, to find Jackson, and start a long day of training.