Charmed Kitsune

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''Normal Speech''

Inner Thoughts, Dialogue, or reading passages from books and scrolls

(Quick Notes and Messages or Echoes.)

(Dark over lapping echoes)

''Boss Summons, Demons, Dark beings speaking, Demonic/Angry characters Speaking as well as extremely Dark spells and Magic.''

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"Carver" a name that was quickly growing in infamy throughout the San Francisco circle areas was tossed into the wall. ''No wait...please...give me another chance.'' he pleaded as he tried to stand up, his body twitching in pain from the assault as he tried to steady himself using his hand.

The other figure that was attacking was an older man, with russet colored hair and facial hair. He was a little on the short side, about 5'3 to 5'4 which made him tossing around the five foot nine carver look ridiculous to anyone who was unaware of his background. He was wearing a leather jacket, pants, with a black turtleneck and gators. This particular demon wasn't well known for his fashion sense. ''I gave you a simple mission kill Phoebe Halliwell and you failed to kill a witch who only has the power of premonition meaning she is useless in a fight so explain to me how you managed to fail this simple mission?"

''I was attack by another witch! She threw fireballs and...'' like a blurry image the other demon zipped over and hoisted Carver up by the neck and slammed him against the wall.

''Don't toy with me Carver,'' the demon growled as his gripped tightened around the taller demon's neck. ''Good witches can't use fireballs! Try again.'' the demon in leather demanded as his gripped loosened slightly and Carver dropped down to the ground like a watch.

''I-I'm not lying...she was wearing black and looked real young. I'm telling you the truth Diriel, the witch was tossing fire balls and everything.''

Diriel took in the information as he was contemplating whether or not to kill Carver. ''You have one week to hunt down and kill both of them. I will grant you the power of Power Negation and that's it. Fail and I'll feed you to the Crocodylin.''

''I-I won't fail! I swear it!'' Carver said as he hurriedly got up and shuffled on his way.

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Aviva waited nervously for Phoebe to arrive. It had been weeks since they last met and now that they were hanging out for lunch and Aviva couldn't be more excited. ''You'll be happy if you give it a chance." Those words were spoken with such finality and Aviva didn't want to say good bye. She wanted so much to visit her but her sensei forbade contact on the grounds the distraction would detract from Phoebe's training. In fact the previous night when she approached her sensei with this knowledge of accepting and making the date without his consent she expected to be punished, but he merely shrugged it off and told her to have fun. Though confuse, Aviva wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

So she studied herself in the mirror to make sure everything was perfect. She was wearing a black, flattering pencil knit skirt with an elastic waist that hit just above the knees and hugged her shape along with a fitted, red sleeveless crop top featuring a mock turtleneck that emphasized her growing bust. 'I think I got everything together.' she thought as she checked herself to make sure she didn't have on too much make-up.

Thankfully she had already broken in her Paisley Flower Cut-Out boots so she didn't have to worry her feet being in pain. Spritzing a little perfume and checking to make sure her breath was nice Aviva grabbed her purse and went on her way to meet with Phoebe. It didn't take her long to spot Phoebe out. The Charmed One was wearing a light blue Unisex Tri-Blend Tank with Light Wash Indigo Jeans which was quite the snug fit on her along with Easy Spirit 'Motion' Leather Comfort Lace-up comfort shoes.

Phoebe walked over to Aviva, trying to ignore the pain her body was in. Considering she was thrown into a dumpster with the force she did it was a miracle she could walk.

"Aviva, how are you?" Phoebe grinned at the girl before grabbing her and pulling her into her arms, completely forgetting her pain.

Aviva eagerly hugged Phoebe back as she took in her scent. ''Good...things have really picked up. My Aunt and I no longer fight and I picked up a cool power which you saw last night.''

''Yeah, that's good to hear. Prue and Piper say Hi by the way how come you haven't dropped by?'' Phoebe missed Aviva. It was nice having someone closer to her age she could talk magic with.

''I wanted too...I really did but...'' Aviva hastily started before remembering her duty. ''I've just been busy with life, but I really did wanted to see you.'' she awkwardly rambled on before having caught herself and feeling embarrassed. ''So about lunch...'' she wanted to change the subject and as soon as possible.

''I noticed you changed...'' Phoebe noted allowed. ''You still wear dark colors, but less make-up and your clothes are less...gothic. I bet all the boys in the neighborhood line up at the door to ask you out?'' Phoebe teased the younger witch with a slight nudge.

''Y-Yeah...I guess so.'' the younger witch seemed to react. Boys were nowhere near her radar. Aviva tried so hard to convey her feelings only for most of the day to be awkward. ''Huh?''

''I asked you if something was bothering you.'' Phoebe couldn't help but notice that most of the day Aviva had been rather distracted. She was hoping to catch up with Aviva but the young girl had spent so much of the day quiet Phoebe began to wonder if she did something wrong. So when Aviva invited Phoebe back to her apartment she figured that her friend might finally start opening up.

''I'm sorry...'' Aviva responded as she chewed on her bottom lip.

''What's wrong? You can tell me Aviva.'' Phoebe gently prodded as a shiver coursed through Aviva's being from the older witch's touch. They were currently sitting on the couch and enjoying a cup of green tea Aviva had brewed to take the edge off.

''I...I...'' Aviva could feel the thump of her heart growing quicker and quicker in her chest as she swallowed. She knew that if she didn't say anything now that she would chicken out. Aviva pressed her lips against Phoebe's much to the latter's surprise. Her body refused to move as Aviva wrapped a hand around the back of Phoebe's head as she deepened the kiss.

Phoebe let out a soft whimper as Aviva's other hand came a rest on her hips. 'T-This is wrong.'' Finally regaining her senses Phoebe pushed Aviva away, feeling confused about these weird sensations that the younger girl brought out of her. Phoebe wasn't sure how to feel and she immediately latched onto anger. ''Aviva! What the hell?''

''I...I'm sorry.'' Aviva said as she realized she read the wrong symbols. ''I...I thought.''

''You thought I was...gay?'' while Phoebe was quite flattered by Aviva's attraction to her, she had always identified herself as one-hundred percent hetero-sexual. 'B-But before...could...could I?'

''It was stupid!'' Aviva chastised herself. ''I know you have this guy you liked, but I couldn't help how I felt and I thought...I thought...I didn't mean...'' Aviva let out a choked sobbed as tears threaten to fall. ''Please don't hate me?'' she desperately pleaded when Phoebe caressed her cheek with her palm.

''Oh sweetie...'' Phoebe gently said as she could practically feel Aviva's turmoil of emotions. ''I don't hate you...I'm just...surprised!'' she tried, as the younger witch wiped the tears from her eye with the back of her thumbs. ''I'm not into that sort of thing. I hope you understand.'' Phoebe gently let Aviva down as she nodded.

''I'm so sorry Phoebe. It's just that I look up to you and respected you. I want to be like you and become a powerful witch like you. And you've been so kind to me and you're just so beautiful and amazing. My inspiration these past few weeks have been you and I hope one day I'll be in your league.''

Though, this touching scene was soon interrupted when the door was knocked off its hinges with the perpetrator falling down to the ground with it like a complete dumb-ass.

''You!'' Aviva hissed as she hopped up from the couch and formed a fireball. ''Just what I needed a chance to blow a little steam off.''

Carver merely smirked and waved his hand as the fireball from Aviva's hand disappeared. ''Looks like the ball is in my court now witch.'' Carver taunted as Aviva let out a snarl and charged him. Pulling out a knife Carver flung it at Aviva who narrowly dodged it, being nicked on her neck.

''You're de..'' Aviva's eyes shrunk and she went pale as she collapsed on the ground unconscious.

''Aviva!'' Phoebe cried out as she moved to help the unconscious girl only for Carver to grab a lamb off the table and throw it at Phoebe and for her to duck out of the way.

''I wouldn't worry about her Charmed One! Once I kill you I'll get the fame and recognition my art deserve! The torture and silent expression of the living body the greatest of all master pieces!" Carver ranted with a twisted grin.

''You sick fuck! I'm going to make you pay!'' Phoebe shouted as she went about attacking the demon. Her efforts though were proving ineffective as the demon dodged her attacks and went on the offensive. One punch

ineffectively grazed his cheek as his fist slammed into her stomach, knocking the wind out of her following by a feet sweeping her off her feet and sending her crashing to the ground. Phoebe let out a choked cry as the demon stamped on her chest and placed pressure on her foot.

''Can't have you moving! It really messes with the cutting when the subject moves about. '' he said as Phoebe struggled against his foot.

'Why...why am I always the one being tossed around? Why...why can't I do anything?' the situation felt hopeless as Phoebe felt the strength leaving her.

'' It's just that I look up to you and respect. I want to be like you and become a powerful witch like you. And you've been so kind to me and you're just so beautiful and amazing. My inspiration these past few weeks have been you and I hope one day I'll be in your league.'' Aviva's head echoed in Phoebe's mind as she realized if she gave up now then Aviva would be killed as well.

She then remembered some of her own words. ''It's about time I start winning some of these fights." Phoebe bent her leg just enough so she could angle it and thrust it enough to kick Carver in the sack causing him to yelp and stumble back. She thank god that she got into Yoga years ago and was quite flexible.

Moving up to her feet Phoebe threw forward a punch at Carver nailing him in the cheek causing him to stumble back against the wall. Fear and panic were reflecting in his eyes displaying how much of a pathetic coward that he was one that preyed on young women incapable of effectively protecting themselves. He tossed up his hand and tried to do whatever he did to Aviva on her to no avail. Throwing her left hand over her right hand which balled up into a fist Phoebe jabbed him in the gut causing him to double over in pain. Throwing her hand on the top of his head she brought it down and her knee up with impressive force as she broke his nose and quickly grabbed the back of his clothing and tossed him forward to the ground.

Picking up the same knife that was used to disable Aviva, Phoebe stabbed the demon in the back of his head as the demon let out a pained well as he exploded in a show of black wisps and fire leaving behind not a trace. ''I love it when they clean up after themselves!''

Phoebe was thankful that Naruto's nurse friend was staying in town a few days and was able to cure Aviva of her poison, but the girl was going to be spending the next week or so resting as the poison was flushed from her system. ''Are you sure you're feeling okay?'' Phoebe asked the young girl as the youngest of the Charmed Ones was currently sitting on her bed, going through want ads and speaking to Aviva on the cell phone. After speaking with Sandra, a fellow witch whom Tanjella introduce her to Phoebe learned just how rare the gift of Premonition was among regular witches. In fact the gift was almost exclusive among oracles and seers as there had been a recent war within a past few centuries between the sides of good and evil with evil taking a more bold route and risking the bulk of their numbers to eliminate as many as good oracles as they could just to give their side the edge during the next war. ''Okay I was just checking. I'll call you tomorrow to check up on you okay? Talk to you tomorrow. Bye!'' Phoebe said as she hung up the phone. Since it was still early she figured she would go and see what her sisters were doing so she would have something to amuse herself.

Not bothering to knock Phoebe opened Piper's door and walked in. ''Hey Piper do you think...'' the last thing she expected was to see Naruto and Piper sitting on Piper's bed and sharing a sweet, tender kiss. ''WHAT THE HELL?'' She shouted as the two of them broke apart and jumped up in alarm. ''Y-You two...you were...WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!?'' she demanded as she shot Naruto a nasty glare. Crush or no crush there was no way in hell Phoebe could come to the conclusion that Piper of all people would willfully fool around with another person's lover. It wasn't in her sister's DNA to do something like this. So obviously Naruto must have 'attacked' her or something of that nature. Well not really attacked but more or less kissed Piper and tried to initiate something.

''What happened?'' Prue asked as she hastily dashed into the room, almost knocking Phoebe over. ''Demon attack? Warlock? Don't tell me we have to deal with ghosts now?'' she asked as she kept her robe closed with her hand and with her current state of dress and towel in her head it was obvious she was either in the bath of shower.

''Well I just caught our sister and that guy making out!'' Phoebe informed Prue as she expected her sister to launch Naruto into the wall or out the window.

''You two couldn't even wait fifteen minutes could you? Naruto I understand...he's a hopeless pervert, but you Piper...really?'' she asked as the two let out a sheepish shrug, feeling like they were teenagers being caught fooling around at the dressing down they were being given to the point Naruto didn't even correct Prue on her pervert comment and proclaim himself to be a lecher.

Phoebe looked at the two and then Prue and then back and forth as the most glorious 'what the fuck' expression formed on her face. In fact she couldn't even form the words and throw her hands up in the air.

''We'll explain Phoebe...just give me time to get dressed. 5 minutes okay?'' Prue informed the youngest who quite frankly was wondering what the hell was going on.