I rewrote this story. Be aware of the scenes I took out, it changes the storyline.
Chapter 9 Rewritten
For a moment, I saw the world below me. Then I was in what looked like the living room. I'm guessing this was the manor Leo was talking about. As soon as we arrived, Prue and Piper stepped away from me like I was the plague.
"So… that was kinda cool. I've never done that before," I said nervously. Small talk was always better than complete silence.
The sisters just stared at me, but Leo explained, "It's called orbing."
"How come you don't seem freaked out by any of this?" Prue questioned.
"Yeah cause the last time someone found out about magic, they're reaction was a lot more explosive than yours," said Piper.
"Well I'm kind of used to the world of magic. I have a friend who is a witch. She doesn't have powers like Leo does though. She mostly does spells, sometimes potions, " I said. This would explain how I know about magic without exposing my slayer status.
"Well if you don't mind, it's late and we should all be getting some rest. Leo can take you home, just don't tell anyone about us," Prue said coldly.
"Oh um… ok. I'm staying at Paige's place," I said. I could take a hint.
"Oh you're a friend of Paige's?" Piper asked.
"Yeah, she's helping me find some people. I went to your sister's funeral. I'm really sorry for what happened to Phoebe. She sounded like a really great person," I told Piper.
Piper smiled softly and said, "She was."
Suddenly I remembered what Sister Agatha told me. I don't see how it could've slipped my mind. Sister Agatha told me my mother came out of seemingly nowhere in a swirl of bright lights. I just saw Leo and the sisters come out of nowhere in a swirl of bright lights. Maybe they knew something about it. After all, my dreams told me these were my sisters. I'm not sure how accurate those dreams are, but my gut tells me they're right. I decided now was as good as anytime to bring it up.
"I just have a couple of questions before I go. How many people can orb, because someone I know said she saw someone orb once," I asked.
"Only whitelights can orb, well I guess darklights can too, but they're different. Who did you see orb?" said Leo.
"This night sound really freaky and stalker-ish, but you," I answered softly.
"This night just got a hell of a lot more interesting," muttered Prue.
"How?" Leo asked.
I really didn't want to answer. I hate confrontations. Confrontations and me equals bad.
"It was in a dream. I saw all of you. First I saw Prue and Piper with this other guy, he looked like a doctor or scientist or something. Then this really ugly demon came in and he attacked you guys. Phoebe came downstairs saying something, a spell I guess. The demon attacker her by throwing this thing at her. Well you guys know what happened next." I said.
"How could you possibly know all that?" demanded Prue.
"I dunno, but there's more to my dream. I saw my birth mother and grandmother. I think I saw Phoebe too," I said.
"Did she say anything to you? Please I need to know," begged Piper.
"Phoebe told me she loved you guys and wanted to live your lives to the fullest. Then she told me to take care of you, I'm not exactly sure why." I answered.
"Wait what do you mean your birth mother?" asked Prue.
"Uh sorry to interrupt, but they're calling me," Leo said.
"Damn it what do they want now!" Piper exclaimed.
"I'll be back as soon as I can," Leo promised. He gave Piper a kiss and orbed out.
"Ok back to you, what do you mean your birth mother?" Prue said, redirecting her attention to me.
"I'm adopted. That's what Paige is helping me with. I found out I was born in San Francisco and left at a local church." I answered.
"Do you know who your parents are?" asked Piper.
"I've never met them. Well not that I remember anyways. I found out my mother died and I don't know about my father." I answered, "All I know is that my mother's name was Patricia Halliwell."
"That's not possible. Our mother's name is Patricia Bennet, maiden name Halliwell." Prue said quietly.
"Well in my dreams, she and my grams told me I was sisters with all of you," I said.
"Your grams, and what was her name?" asked Piper.
"Penny Halliwell," I responded.
"She died a couple of years ago." Prue said.
"So she was your grandmother too?" I asked.
"Yeah, she took care of us after our mom died," Piper said.
"How do we know you're not evil and trying to lure us into a false sense of security? For all we know, you could be planning to murder us and steal our powers." Prue accused.
"I swear I'm not. I'm good, really. I even have proof I'm telling the truth. I went to the church where I was abandoned at and I met the nun who took care of me before I was adopted. She gave me some stuff my birth mother left me. In there was a letter from Patricia Halliwell," I explained quickly.
Just as Piper was about to ask me more question, the demon Shax came from out of nowhere. He knocked threw this thing at me and it must've been pretty powerful because I was knocked unconscious. The next thing I knew, I was on floor with Prue and Piper looking at me with worried expressions.
"That was a pretty nasty blow you took. You have a gash on your arm too" Piper explained while examining the bump on my head.
"I'm surprised you woke up so quickly," Prue added, "Leo can heal you when he gets back."
"How long was I out for?" I asked.
"Only about five minutes," answered Piper.
"Here, let me bandage your arm," Prue offered.
The moment she touched my arm, the ceiling seemed to light up and we seemed to glow. I felt this rush of power go through me, even more power than when I became the slayer.
"The Charmed Ones," whispered Piper. Then we kind of just stared at each other.
Leo orbed back in. He turned to me and asked, "Do you mind giving us a minute?"
"Yeah of course, I'll just wait in the living room," I answered.
They went in to the sun doom and sat down on the couch.
"Well?" asked Prue.
"I talked to the elders, and Buffy was telling the truth," Leo said.
"We know, I think we just became the Charmed Ones again," Piper said.
"How could we not have known about this? Wouldn't someone have told us, Mom, Grams, or even Dad?" exclaimed Prue.
"They couldn't, because Buffy is your half sister," Leo said, "She was put up for adoption for a reason. I'm not exactly sure what that reason is. All I know is what the Elders told me. She was adopted by Joyce and Hank summers. They raised her in Los Angeles. When Buffy was 15, they divorced and Buffy moved to Sunnydale with her mother."
"So who is Buffy's father?" Piper asked?
"Honestly I have no idea, and neither do the Elders," Leo answered, "but there's more. Buffy isn't any normal girl, she's the oldest living slayer that ever existed."
"You mean the one girl in every generation chosen to fight the forces of evil slayer?" asked Prue.
"That's the one. She was chosen when she was 15. Sunnydale is actually over something called the Hellmouth. A few months ago, something made all the potentials slayers into actual slayers and the Hellmouth was destroyed," said Leo.
"Isn't that the town that just collapsed?" Prue asked.
Leo simply nodded.
"I'll go get Buffy," Piper said.
"I want some answers, and there's only one way we can get them. Piper get the candles, we're going to have a talk with Grams," Prue ordered.
A/N
Sorry it took so long.
I've decided that I hate writing dialogs. It's a big mess of he said she said.
I feel like this story is being dragged on way too long. Is it just me or do I need to speed things up? I could write longer chapters but I don't really want to. I'm not sure how or when I intend to end this story. I wanted to include some romance for Buffy, but I'm not so sure now.
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