Hey guys! This is my new story! My Charmed one! Hehehe…Charmed..one…lol. My bad. This is on my character Michelle and how she was thought to be lost in WWII, but then comes back in present day San Fransisco to meet her long lost older brother…LEO! Lol. Well, I won't give anymore away, lets start! Also, this is my first Charmed Story and I've only seen about...well lets just say a few episodes. Please be nice if you review.

Prologue: Out of the Darkness, Into the Whitelighter

December 10th, 1942, Germany

A young girl, only in her early teen years, walked through the battlefields of the deceased soldiers that had died in the war so far. When will it all come to an end? She thought. When will the world finally be at peace? No question of hers could be answered. Not yet. She was a nurse's aid, who wanted to be a doctor. But her parents had no money to send her to college to become such a thing, so she did what she could. She assisted her older brother, Leo, in some cases with healing others. Until this day, when she would be thought to be lost forever.

"Leo!" Michelle cried, as the guns went off, along with cannons.

She wasn't going to live through this, she could tell. This was her end. Just as she thought she was gone, she felt herself at peace. Am I in heaven? She thought to herself, opening her tightly shut eyes. All around her were who were known as the elders. Her eyes widened in shock, she must've been in heaven, everything looked so…not covered in bloodshed..

"W-Where am I?" She asked, looking around.

"Where do you think you are?" One of the Elders' asked.

Michelle was silent, she had no idea what was going on. Her fingers trembled, callused as she clenched them into fists. She was frightened, first she lost her brother Leo, now she's somewhere where God only knows. Though she would not show her fear, she refused to. She was stronger then that.

"I plead the fifth…thanks…" She said quietly, still frightened.

"You, Michelle Angela Wyatt, have the courage, the wisdom, and the love for others to become a whitelighter."

"…a white what? What are you, racist?"

The Elders' all laughed lightly. Michelle just remained confused. A whitelighter? What the fricking hell is a whitelighter? But hey, why was she asking? Her questions are never answered.

"No, no, Michelle. A Whitelighter is a guide for young Witches. You're also their protector, giving you powers." The Elder stated.

"….huh? I'm sorry…what?" She asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"Of course, you don't HAVE to become a whitelighter, you can always go back to your life as the nurse's aid in Germany…"

"NO!" She quickly yelled. "I'd do anything not to go back to that horrible place! Bloodshed everywhere! I never want to see anything like that again…if it means becoming this..whitelighter..thing..so be it. I'll do it."

"Alright, the decision has been made then…"

A bright light flashed, blinding Michelle. She felt at peace once again, the memories of the bloodshed weren't bothering her at the moment, she just felt so, angelic…like floating on clouds. But now she had a duty, Michelle Angela Wyatt was a Whitelighter for a hand picked witch by the Elders'. She'd do it, anything to get away from the bloodshed in Germany.

Well guys, not much of a prologue, but I like it. You can tell in this chapter Michelle is sarcastic, yet serious. But aren't we all? Well, you'll have to keep reading and waiting, if you don't mind reviewing a bit, please no flames…I'll write the first chapter! Stay er…on for the next chapter of A New Whitelighter Witch Is Born!