Yay, I kept my promise and got it up in three days. I'll probably be able to write another chapter soon, since it's the weekend and I sprained my ankle during badminton. Therefore, I cannot walk and I'm mostly just hanging around on the computer. Review pleeeaaassee!

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters that have appeared on Charmed. It's kinda depressing actually.


When the bright lights disappeared and I was finally able to open my eyes, I was in the middle of a road with Leo by my side. At first, I was confused and a bit disoriented, but after gathering my surroundings I noticed that we were in front of a big, Victorian house. I thought it was beautiful, exactly the house I would want when either my parents disowned me, or I could finally move out. Which ever came first.

"Is this it?" I asked Leo, but he was already walking towards the driveway.

"Yep." He answered; I hurried to catch up with him. "My wife lives here, along with her two other sisters. They're the world's most powerful witches, and the most powerful source of good. Most people just call them the 'Charmed Ones'."

Funky name, I thought, it must be pretty cool to have a title. Hey, maybe if I'm any good at this witchcraft stuff, I could get a cool name too. Maybe…Kitty the Deadly Fourteen Year Old. Somehow, it just didn't have the same pull. We walked along the driveway for a bit and then finally came to the old doors.

This is it, I breathed, there's absolutely no turning back now. I'm headed into a world with pointed hats, broomsticks, and these things called 'demons'.

"Welcome to the Halliwell Manor." Said Leo, as he pushed open the door. I took a step into the house; a long hallway was in front of me. Suddenly, a strange feeling washed over me and I could imagine myself walking into another, magical dimension or something.

"Leo, that you?" Said a voice, coming from another part of the house. Before Leo could answer, someone walked into the hallway. It was a woman, and an intimidating feeling just radiated off her. She looked at me closely, and seemed to be memorizing my every detail.

"Piper, this is my new charge, Kitty. She's a new witch, so maybe you can just let her see the Book of Shadows." Leo said this, all the while looking straight at Piper; I could tell that unspoken words were being passed between them. Something else we weird, what was a 'Book of Shadows'? It sounded weird, but appropriately titled for a book that witches would use.

"Sure, Leo." Answered Piper, she eased up just a bit. " Wyatt and Chris are in the playroom, go watch them and I'll show Kitty up to the attic." Leo nodded and moved from my side, although he smiled at me, I felt a little…vulnerable, since he wasn't with me.

"Come on, I won't bite." Said Piper to me as she climbed up the old stairs. I hurried after her without saying anything, the stairs creaked beneath my feet and I gripped the banister tightly.

"So Kitty, won't your parents be worried when you don't come home after school?" Asked Piper, it was sincere enough, but I could tell she really wanted to know about my family life.

"They don't come home until around 6, both working." I said, soon we reached the top of the stairs. In front of me was a small door, if I didn't know better; I could have sworn that it would lead to a linen closet. But no, as Piper pushed open the door it lead into a much larger room. It was a bit stuffy and dark, but again I sensed a magical presence in the room.

"This is our attic." Said Piper, almost sounding like a tour guide. "Basically our magical headquarters. And this is our Book of Shadows." She walked up to the stand in the middle of the room; on it was a huge book that looked centuries old. " Our family has been witches for generations, and all of them have contributed to this book. Think of it as a encyclopaedia for everything and anything magical."

"That's really awesome." I said, impressed. Piper moved a bit to make room for me in front of the book, so I started to turn the old pages cautiously. It was seriously amazing; there were tons of these things called spells, and also tons of entries on these 'demons'. Some of the pictures were pretty horrific, and I was still somewhat in denial that these things actually existed.

"Getting convinced yet?" Piper teased lightly, with a small smile on her lips. "I can see the doubt on your face, don't worry, I was the same way when I first learnt about all this."

This came as a bit of a relief to me, " I'm getting convinced." I said, also with a small smile. "But if one of these things…comes after me, and Leo said they would, what should I do?"

Piper didn't speak for a few seconds, but then she walked over to a small cabinet and opened some of the drawers up. When she turned around to face me again, she was holding a few bottles of liquid and a dagger of some sort. "These will help, if the demons get a little anxious." She handed them to me, and I took them cautiously.

"Umm…thanks but, what do I do with them?" I asked.

"Well, the dagger is pretty obvious, it's actually called an athame though. Those bottles contain potions, if some demon gets a bit too friendly, throw one at it and it'll do the trick." Piper's explanation was cut short as a beeping started; it was my watch, since it was 6 o'clock.

"Damn, my parents will be home soon, I'll never get there in time." I cursed their over protectiveness, I'd probably be grounded for a month or something.

"Leo will orb you, don't worry. What do you think about coming back here tomorrow? I could teach you some more stuff, you might need it soon." I considered this offer for a few moments, but then decided that it would be in my best interest to accept.

"Ok." I said, "tomorrow I'll meet Leo again at 3:10, it's a date."


That night in bed, I tossed and turned, and just generally failed to fall asleep. Leo had orbed me home, and he seemed happy with the plans I had made with Piper. Which, I'm guessing, is a good thing. My parents came home only moments after I got in the door; sometimes it's very useful to have a whitelighter.

I wish I had a diary or something, I thought, then at least I could write all these thoughts down, instead of thinking to myself like some crazy person. It's too bad that the last time I had a diary, in grade 4 to be precise, I quickly figured out that my mom had been going through the pages when I was at school.

I sighed; I was almost scared of waking up tomorrow and facing another day. Look at everything that happened to me in just 24 hours! Indeed, it seemed like enough excitement to last a year. I doubt many people get a new whitelighter, and a new love-of-my-life in one day.

Zach Bellevue, if I had a diary right now, I'd be covering his names in hearts.

And I wondered if tomorrow was going to be a good day.


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