YAY! Look, this chapter has been posted with a not so long wait. Lol. Okay, here we are at chapter 28 of S&W! Ooh, we've come so far! Um, I really don't have time to reply to the reviews, so I'll just say thanks to everyone who read and reviewed last chapter. And o0o-vicki-o0o, my puppy is doing just fine. She was spayed a few weeks ago and has finally stopped humping her pillow. Lol. Also, BlueOrbs998, congratulations on being my 100th reviewer. :)
Okay, again there is a bit of swearing in this chapter also. I've been in a bad mood and thought it would seem better if I used bad words. Lol. I know, I'm evil. :P
Jason Dean's mouth dropped open. "W-what? Married?" he asked baffled.
Phoebe looked at her ex-love sympathetically, "Jason…"
"You're MARRIED? Who the hell did you get married to? We haven't even been split up that long!" Jason threw his hands up in the air. He began to pace the office. Phoebe tried to speak, but Jason kept talking. "Married?" he was still unable to grasp the concept of his once lover being married to anyone but him. "MARRIED!"
"Yes." A deep male voice stated from the door, which he had just opened. "Married." He scowled as he walked past Jason and placed a protective arm over his wife. Jason watched as the other man put his arm around Phoebe…his Phoebe.
"To whom?" Jason asked, or more like stated.
The dark haired male chuckled, "To me. And if you ever touch my wife again, I will be forced to not be pleasant with you."
Jason eyed he man, who he had never seen before now, ferociously. Yes, Phoebe was married, but there was no doubt in the mortal man's mind that he was still in love with the witch. However, she may not return his feelings anymore. Unless he did something about that…
"I'll be leaving now."
Phoebe grabbed Jason's arm before he left the room, "Are you going to transfer again?"
Jason looked back at his former love, eyes deep with passion. "No, I'm not transferring. We are adults, we can handle this professionally." He said before shaking his arm out of the empathic witch's hand and walking out the door.
Paige spun around in her Head Mistress chair at Magic School. Her brunette hair lifted into the air as she twirled around in the chair. The youngest Halliwell did that a lot; spinning around in chairs. It wasn't like there was much else to do anyway. Kyle had gone to see another charge…somewhere in France. Piper was at home with Leo and the boys. Phoebe was at work again, Drake probably left to go see her since he was on break right now.
Paige looked down at her four month pregnant belly. "Time sure does go by fast, eh Laurie?" She said to her daughter. There was a deep silence in the room. Paige sighed. "God, this place is boring. I need a new job." Just then, the bell rang signalling that class was over. "And here come a flock of students. Just what I need." She said sarcastically. The witch/Whitelighter shut her eyes, trying to get away from the noise of the students. Paige just wanted to relax before having to come back to reality. A jingle of orbs was heard coming from behind her. Paige slowly opened her eyes. She felt a hand grab her shoulder. She turned around hastily to see who had taken hold of her. Paige took a deep breathe once she realized it was her husband.
"What are you doing here?" she asked. Kyle was supposed to be with his charge in France.
Kyle sighed. "Something is wrong. We have to get you out here. You're in danger." He stated quickly.
Paige shook her head, "What? Why would I be in any danger here? It's Magic School."
Kyle draped his arms over his wife's waist and pulled her close. He whispered in her ear, "Just trust me." Paige looked up at the man she loved, confused. The Whitelighter leaned down and kissed Paige's lips gently. "We have to go." The two lovers then disappeared into blue and white orbs.
In the dark and gloomy Underworld, Zankou and an unknown man, a Darklighter, stood talking to one another about a mysterious plan.
"I've devised a plan to rid the world of anything good. It will take about another year or so, but it is well worth it. However, I need your help." The demon said to the Darklighter.
The Darklighter stood at an impressive six foot four. Accompanied with his huge muscular physique his stance was somewhat looming. His reddish-black eyes pierced through you like a knife and penetrated fear into even the bravest of hearts. His bald head glistened with perspiration and small beads of sweat rolled down his neck, on which hung a large gold chain. His bare chest was revealed in its entire muscular splendor because of his open, black, leather waistcoat. Adorning the waistcoat were many ominous sketches; most of which showed skulls or snakes.
The Darklighter cracked his knuckles, "I've already sent one of my henchmen to kill the three Pentacles and their Whitelighter. The Charmed Ones' Whitelighter is next on the chopping block, as is the youngest sister. I've got it under control. Once the sisters have no Whitelighter or third Charmed One, there will be no use for your little plan." His said in his deep voice.
Zankou smirked, "You mean that boy named Duncan? Is that who you sent?" The bald man, known as The Boss, nodded his head. Zankou sneered, "Hate to break it to you, but Duncan has been working along side the Pentacles for quite some time now."
The Boss glared at the powerful demon. "I assure you, Duncan is a smart Darklighter. He wouldn't betray his pact. He's getting close to them, then he'll kill them!" he scratched his golden brown goatee beard.
"Ah, ah, ah. I have seen with my own eyes how much he cares for that one Elder-witch."
The Boss was furious now. No one said anything against his word. "Alright, fine. To prove I'm right, I'll send another one of my Darklighters to go speak to Duncan. Nicole!" he shouted. A flurry of black orbs appeared in-between Zankou and The Boss.
The woman who had dark orbed in stood at five feet three inches. Her bleach blonde hair reached just below her shoulders. The female Darklighter's deep hazel eyes pierced anyone who would look into them, just like The Boss'. She stood at five foot three inches, however the black boots she was wearing made her look an inch taller than she really was. Nicole's long, black overcoat just barely touched the dirty ground of the cavern. Her low-lying leather pants, also black, revealed a small tattoo, a deep red heart with a brown arrow puncturing it, on the side of her hip. The tip of Nicole's right ear was pierced; a golden ring resided in the hole.
"You called Boss?" she stated unenthusiastically. The Boss strode over Nicole.
"I need you to follow Duncan Tennor around for a while." He grunted.
Nicole smirked, "Isn't he with that half-breed trio? The Pentagrams or something?"
"Pentacles. They're known as the Pentacles." Zankou interrupted. "But go on."
The Darklighter woman waved off the powerful demon and continued, "Whatever. Anyway, why do you need me? Duncan is one of the best Darklighters around. Why would you need me to baby-sit him?"
The Boss grumbled, "Nicole, Nicole, Nicole," he grabbed her arm and pulled her close to him, "the problem with you is that you ask too many questions. Just do as I say, my dear, and you'll understand everything later. Now go!" he let go of his Darklighter assistant.
"Okay then," Nicole growled, "I'm gone." Her voice echoed as she departed from the Underworld in black orbs.
Unlike the Underworld, the Heavenly Realm was anything but gloomy. The bright white pillars and clouds could make one blind. Dustin searched for a few certain Elders. Once he spotted who he was looking for, the Whitelighter jogged toward them.
"Sandra, Odin!" he called. "I need information on something."
The two Elders turned to face the eldest Tennor brother. Sandra and Odin had assumed they knew what Dustin was seeking them for. "What is it you need?" Sandra asked.
Dustin caught his breath. "Well, you see, Duncan has been obsessed with this 'One' thing, and so I told him I'd come up here to see if you two knew anything about it. So, do you?"
Odin and Sandra looked at each other for a moment. Neither one of them spoke. "Hold on one minute." Odin stated. He dragged Sandra out of hearing distance before talking again. "It'd be better if we told him, rather than the Underworld." Sandra nodded in agreement. The two Elders strolled back to where Dustin awaited them.
"Alright Dustin. If you must know what this is all about, we'll tell you. Just don't go blabbing it out to the whole magical world, you got that?" Odin pointed a finger at the blonde Whitelighter.
"Okay, I promise." Dustin agreed.
Sandra cleared her throat, "Well, There was a little mortal boy who, when he died, would become a great being of good or evil. The Underworld wanted the young child to obviously become the being of evil, while the Heavenly Realm required the small boy to be the great source of goodness. Even before the child was born, the Elders and demons fought over the boy. Neither side won, so they made a deal. The agreement was that when the child was born, he would be separated into two different people, one older than the other by one year to avoid suspicion. When both brothers died on that fateful day, the older male became the being of good and the younger man converted to the being of evil." She explained.
Dustin nearly fainted after hearing what Sandra said. He and Duncan were really one person? Was that even possible? Obviously, it must be since Duncan and he were the same person.
Odin continued, "Hence the reason you, Dustin, are a Whitelighter and your brother is a Darklighter."
Once he digested the information, Dustin asked the most intriguing question. "How do we become one person again?"
Once again, Sandra and Odin gazed at each other. "That process is underway right as we speak." The female Elder said.
"What?" Dustin asked, confused.
Odin stifled a laugh, "Look around you boy! We're getting everything ready for you and Duncan to become one man again. It's a simple procedure."
The Whitelighter questioned once again, "What's the catch?"
"The catch," Odin repeated, "is that only one of you will be the dominate person."
Andrew was in his apartment making a sandwich when he heard the front door open furiously and shut with a slam. He quietly yelped once he noticed Vera walking toward him…and she was angry. Andrew put down the butter knife, which he was holding in his hand, on the plate.
"Hi, how was your day?" he asked turning his attention back to his girlfriend.
Vera glared at Andrew and shook her head, "Don't ask me this shit about how my day was. You already know."
"What? Why would I know? I haven't seen you since we left for school this morning." Andrew's brow furrowed.
"Bullshit! I know you knew I was at my mother's house. I know you sent Jess to sort things out!" Vera retorted.
Andrew took hold of the female's hand, "And that's a bad thing why?"
Vera pulled her hand out of Andrew's frantically, "It's a bad thing because you don't think I can take care of myself! You're always sending other people to look over me whenever you can't!"
"That's not true." Andrew looked toward his plate again. "I don't do that."
The female Elder/witch snapped, "Yeah, you do. Remember the Avatar thing? Jess told me how worried you were. And that may be a good thing at times, but when it is a constant thing, it gets annoying."
"Why are you so upset with this?" Andrew shouted. "If me being overprotective is the only reason for this argument, then we should just stop right here."
"That's not the only reason, bonehead. We never spend time with each other anymore." Vera yelled.
"And that's my fault?" Andrew replied, angrily.
Vera pointed a finger at Andrew, "I didn't say that!" She turned her back to him and began to walk away. The male Elder/witch pulled her back.
"But you meant it! Vera, I know you. I know you meant it was my entire fault!"
"Hey! Earth to Mr. Summers! I did not say it was your fucking fault, okay?"
Andrew's eyes widened, "Whoa there Miss. Keith. Watch your mouth." He joked.
"This is no time to be joking Andrew. I've serious lost it with you. I don't feel the same way I did when we first started going out. I'm done!" Vera bellowed. Her arms flew into the air.
Andrew stared at Vera is disbelief. "What are you saying?" he asked angrily.
The eighteen year old woman looked fiercely at her 'boyfriend'. "Read my lips! We are through!"
Andrew's head twitched. He picked up the buttering knife again and twirled it between his forefinger and thumb, "We're through? Okay!"
"Fine!" Vera screamed.
Andrew barked, "Fine!"
"FINE!" Vera shouted as she dissolved into orbs, vanishing from her ex-boyfriend's sight. The remaining Elder/witch threw the knife down onto the counter with much force. It was over now. His and Vera's relationship had ended…and along with it went they're friendship.
Andrew glanced out the window. The normal blue, sunny sky was now dark and gloomy. He sighed, as he knew what was going to come next. A storm was brewing. Thunder crashed, and lightning tagged along with it. Droplets of water began to fall from the gray sky. They plummeted at a light pace, then picked up speed and dropped like pellets of hail. The aqua which plunged from the storm clouds hammered against the window of the apartment.
The pyrokinetic witch put his hands up to his face, and did something he never did. Tears fell from his eyes as he recalled what had just happened. He scrunched up his face. Something was building up inside of him…and he wasn't sure of what it was. Andrew unexpectedly fell to his knees and moved his hands from his face to his forehead. The Elder/witch then abruptly flung his arms out and smashed them to the floor. Whatever was building up inside of him was going to emerge soon. An orange, yellow, and red blaze rose up behind him. Andrew screamed as the pain intensified. Then suddenly, all the throbbing pain stopped…and he erupted into flames.
Oh, look. I finished chapter 28 instead of doing my homework. Lol. And look again! I updated quicker than I thought I would. HA! Who would have known…
Anywho…not much to say right now. I really need to do my homework. Stupid English (shakes fist). Rightio, time to go.
Oh, one more thing, whoever has seen the most recent episode of Charmed, I'd like to know: What do you think of this Henry guy? Do you like him with Paige?
Okay, homework time! Yay (eye roll). Until next time! BYE!
-3ms