And I'm standing
But I'm starting to shake
And I don't know
How much more I can take
Rob Thomas, "ThisIs How a Heart Breaks"
A teenage girl ran quickly through an attic door. She could hear her heart pounding in her chest. Is he behind me? She quickly whipped her head around to check. Nope, than the Goddess.
She quickly ran over to an alter in the middle of the room where a hologram of a book could be seen; a hologram of the Halliwell Book of Shadows. The girl was in the attic of Halliwell Museum, the tribute to the ancestry of the ruler of the world. It was located on 1329 Prescott Street, in an old Victorian manor in San Francisco, California. Well, it was now Centre Edra: Central Power.
"Dammit," the girl whispered ot herself, her mossy green eyes widening in fear. She quickly brushed her fingers through her shoulder-length, curly, dark brunette hair. "What am I supposed to do?" She asked herself.
"Run would be my best guess." The girl turned around to face the figure that had suddenly appeared behind her. He was quite tall, just over six feet,with wavy blonde hair reaching towards his shoulders and blue eyes as cold as Antarctica, with a smirk to match. He wore all black, and carried a sword in his right hand. She frowned, placing her hands on her hips, which were now tilting slightly to the right.
"What a surprise to see you here, Wyatt Matthew," she spat, her words filled with more venom than anyone could fathom. Wyatt lost his smirk, turning it into an even colder frown.
"Not so much to see you, Sierra Paige," Wyatt mocked, taking a step towards the teenager he towered over. She tilted her head a bit to look into his eyes, but kept standing. She glared into his eyes.
"Is that any way to treat your sister?" She asked, her jaw firm, and her voice icy. She held hate in her eyes, which were slowly turning from her beautiful, mossy green to a dark black. Wyatt smirked, and flipped his hair in an obnoxious way.
"It is a great way to treat my youngest sister." Wyatt poked, taking another step foreward. This time, Sierra took a step back. She kept her eyes cold, but all she could think about was how she could escape.
"You have no right to call anybody a sister." Sierra said. "Having a family requires a heart." Wyatt smirked again at that comment.
"So, I supposed you would have one, correct?" He asked, lifting up his sword into a swinging position. Sierra nodded, and Wyatt suddenly took a swing at her chest. The sword passed right through her. Chuckling, Wyatt backed up and put his sword back down. "Perfected that power now, havenÕt you?"
"Yeah, and that's not the only power I've worked on." Sierra responded, and held up both her hands. In her right hand, a blue ball appeared, with electric energy flowing through it. In her left hand, a yellow ball appeared, glowing as bright as the sun in the palm of her hand. She threw them both at him, coming from different directions. Wyatt, unable to duck fast enough, closed his eyes and caused his forcefield to flare up. The balls bounced off of the blue, transparent dome and headed straight back towards Sierra. She shimmered out of the way, reappearing right behind Wyatt. He sensed her presence, and orbed away, with black orbs.
Sierra closed her eyes and thought intensely. I'll just sneak up behind her and stab her she heard, in her oldest brother's voice. Just in time, she turned around and blocked the powerful sword with an atheme. She brought up her knee to his groin, and slashed his throat as he bent over. Knowing that it wouldn't take long for his self-healing to kick in, she ran over to the hologram, leaving her choking brother behind.
"Give me strength
And give me light
Help me to end
This horrendous fight
Brothers, sisters,
Families bound
Bring the Shadows here
Safe and sound!"
Sierra spoke her spell quickly, watching as a glow surrounded her brother's throat and swallowed up both the cut and the blood. Wyatt lifted up his sword as if to throw it at her, and Sierra quickly clapped her hands, causing pure darkness to engulf the room. Knowing she had to leave quickly in order to escape her death, she thought of the one place where she would truly be safe from her evil brother: the past. Coming up with a spell, she spoke it aloud.
"When you find
Your path is blocked
All you have to do
Is knock
From the future
And to the past
Let me find
My Chris at last
No evil pass
By word of this spell
For if they try
They be vanquished to hell!"
Hoping that her spontaneous spell was good enough, Sierra closed her eyes and tapped lightly on the wall next to her with her fist. Suddenly, a blue and white light shone from the wall, forming the shape of the triquetra. Sierra and Wyatt made eye contact for one last time before Sierra was sucked into the wall and enveloped by the eerie light.
Please let me not end up with dinosaurs Sierra thought as her brother disappeared from view.
T:T:T:T
AN: So, this was the prologue. Please, please review! Where do you think she'll end up? Well, duh! So, what do you think she's gonna find in the future? How receptive will the sisters be to her? And did you make any sense of the prologue? Please tell me in your review! I know the future sister has been done before, but there's something different about this: the story is not completely focused on future stuff. Each person will have their own plot line, and have it sometimes combined with other peoples'. Please review!