Hey guys, again! Thanks for the awesome reviews! You guys rule! Just so you know, I'm not the only one with the idea of Leo's younger sister, go see my sister's story, Inuyoukai Mitaku Kurama. She's more of a Charmed fan then I'll ever be, and a great writer too, so go check her out! Alright, down to business. Here's chapter Two!

Darklighter Under My Skin

"Any day now, Hope…" Michelle paced back and forth in the Gladstoene home.

"Honey, I'm home!" Hope busted through the door, smiling as usual.

"About time, darling, I was beginning to get worried…" Michelle joked sarcastically.

"Oh Michelle, darling, needn't worry about me. Oh, I got the job at P3, I start Monday!" Hope said happily.

"Cool, now watch me rejoice…" She said blowing some of her dark hair out of her face. "Wahoo…" She rolled her eyes.

"What do you have against P3 anyway?" Hope said, putting some newly bought groceries away.

"It's not P3…it's just…I get a weird feeling from there…" Michelle said starring at the ceiling.

"You get a weird feeling from everything…" Hope replied.

"Shut up…I'm just protective is all."

"Protective of what? If you say me I'll laugh…you're my whitelighter yet you barely take a step outside…why is that anyway?" Hope sat down next to her, starring up at the ceiling as well.

"I'm afraid…you know? I came from World War II about 60 something years ago….you can't tell me you wouldn't be frightened to step outside too…I keep you cloaked anyway…so why should you worry?"

"..never mind, Michelle...just forget it…you're a brick wall…" Hope sighed.

"No…I'm a whitelighter." Michelle replied, smirking.

"Unfortunately…" Hope smirked back.

"Hey, without me, you'd be dead!" Michelle looked to her.

"Hey, without me you'd be out of this job!" Hope replied.

"…fine…you win this round." Michelle sat up.

"Let's go out for a while...please? I want you to meet Piper, and Leo! Leo's Piper's husband!" Hope smiled.

"Leo…? No…it couldn't be…" Michelle thought to herself, her eyes wide.

"Something wrong? Helllloooo?" Hope poked Michelle's arm, catching her attention.

"Huh? No. Just thinking is all." Michelle responded. "Sounds good, let's go meet them. ..so I can see...if its truly Leo…" Michelle smiled.

"Great! Let's go! Um, Elle, will you take care of Grandmamma?" Hope looked to the maid of the house, Elle.

"Of course, Ms. Gladstoene." Elle smiled, her chocolate brown eye filled with happiness.

"Just call me Hope, please." Hope smiled, grabbing Michelle's arm and pulling her outside. "Not gonna melt, are you?" She smiled at Michelle.

"I'm not a Vampire…" Michelle smiled back. "But ouch...that sun is a killer on the eyes…" Michelle rubbed her emerald green eyes, squinting at all the people walking around outside.

"That's because you never get out!" Hope laughed lightly, walking towards Halliwell Manor.

"Only because I don't want to be discovered…" Michelle followed her, looking around.

"Discovered by who? I don't think anyone will recognize you…" Hope walked up the steps to Halliwell Manor, knocking on the door.

"Pssh…" Michelle responded.

No one came to the door to answer. Hope looked to Michelle, then back to the door. She knocked again, still no answer. Michelle levitated up to a window and looked in, no one there.

"Guess they left…" Michelle said, landing back on the ground.

"…someone could've seen you do that you know.." Hope said, crossing her arms.

"Riight…" She looked around. "That were IF someone were around…everyone's gone."

"Wha?" Hope looked around, Michelle was right.

There were no cars, no people, nothing. An empty neighborhood. She shrugged and turned back to Michelle. After a few minutes of discussion they had decided to go to P3. Someone was bound to be there.

So they started off, reaching P3 not too long afterwards. They went in, and to their surprise, no one was there either. What was going on?

"Is there like…some festival we don't know about or something? Everyone's gone…" Michelle looked around.

"Actually…" Said a masculine voice from behind them. "Everyone's here.."

They both whirled around to see a tall boy, with slick black hair, stormy blue eyes, and a smile that could make you melt. He was dressed in a dark over trench coat with black jeans, and black boots to match. He smiled at Michelle, her green eyes widening.

"A Darklighter…" They both whispered.

"What was your first clue? Am I dressed to, black?" He smiled again. "I'm Mark, and yes, I am a Darklighter."

Luckily enough, he couldn't see Hope, she was scared stiff, this guy was hot, but he was on the other side. Though, Michelle looked, not scared, not calm, but, breathless. Was she going to be okay? Suddenly she felt Mark starring at her, Michelle had let her guard down! She was no longer cloaked from him!

"Oh no…" Hope said, backing up.

"A witch, I see. You must be a Whitelighter then…" He said, turning his gaze back to Michelle.

"Let the others go.." Michelle said.

"Why? Isn't it nice to have peace?" Mark said, crossing his arms.

A medallion hung around his neck with an upside down pentagram on it, it glowed with immensity. Different colors, like a rainbow. Michelle didn't take her eyes off it, that must be where he has them trapped…she thought to herself. But how would she get it from him? She felt so vulnerable, that he could easily shoot and kill her.

"What's the matter, my dear Whitelighter? Afraid?" Mark smiled seductively.

"Afraid? Me? Ha! More like amused…" Michelle lied, hiding her fear.

"Then you won't mind me taking your charge?" He smirked, his medallion glowing a blue color.

"Don't EVEN think about it…" Michelle glared. "Hope, you gotta get out of here, atleast until I can cloak you again when you're out of his sight. Now go!" Michelle yelled to Hope.

Hope nodded, running to get out, but not in time. Mark Dark orbed right in front of her, grabbing her by the shoulders. Hope's eyed widened with fear as she felt her soul being pulled from her body.

"STOP!" Michelle yelled, using her telekinetic power to crash a chair into his back, knocking him to the floor, freeing Hope. "Get out of here, now!" Michelle yelled to Hope.

Hope nodded once again and quickly ran out, not being captured this time. Quickly enough, Michelle cloaked her again. The Whitelighter walked over to Mark, kneeling down and ripping the Medallion off of his neck. It stopped glowing, and all the sudden, everything went into a blinding flash.

"Oh hell…not this again..I've already gone through becoming a whitelighter once!" She covered her eyes.

A few minutes later, Michelle looked up to see that there were people in P3 again, minding their own business as though nothing had happened, but the Darklighter was no longer on the floor, he was gone. Michelle cursed to herself, heading towards the exit, but then running into someone.

"Whoa! Sorry!" Said a familiar voice.

Michelle had heard this voice before but she couldn't place who it belonged too, her dark hair covered her eyes as this person helped her up off the floor. Finally, as she stood up, she brushed her dark hair behind her shoulders and looked up. Her surprise was almost as shocking as her fear towards the Darklighter. There, standing before her, was her long lost brother, Leo Wyatt.

There we go! Well, next chapter might be a little twist to what some of you think, but please keep R&R-ing! It keeps me going and happy to write the chapters! Thanks again to all those who reviewed and don't forget to check out Inuyoukai Mitaku Kurama's story!