Charmed Kitsune

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NarutoxPhoebex Prue x Piper x ?

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Prue had considered asking Naruto if he had any friends that would be good for Phoebe. No offense to her little sister, but she needed some solid direction in her life. Someone that Prue herself could trust, and could be trusted with their secret. Someone that wouldn't lie to them and at any time contemplated or was trying to kill the Charmed Ones. The guy would be able to flame her passion, give her stability and take care of her for the rest of her life. Someone intelligent and had a bit of money. With that aspect taken care of then maybe Phoebe could find a career choice where she could be creative and let loose her energy. Her sister quite frankly didn't know love if it punched her in the face. Intimate relationships that didn't become inflamed by sexual passion, but instead with romance and an actual connection being formed would be a change of pace. Her sister quite frankly was licentious because of her capacity for warmth and love. As much as Prue hated thinking of Phoebe as such her younger sister didn't know much about restraints, usually connecting to sexual restraint and showed her disregard for strict rules as a rebellious teenager.

She supposed that she would bring up the topic when Naruto got back in town. Considering the way Phoebe bashed in the heads of the frozen demons the youngest Halliwell sister definitely had frustration that needed to be let out. With nothing else going on right now Prue decided to go into town. Right now not all that much was going on and she couldn't remember the last time she had a few moments to herself and just relax. Slipping her purse on her arm Prue took out her cellphone and left a message on both her sister's cellphones. Right before she was about to walk out of the door her phone went off. Checking the call log she saw it was Roger's cell phone number. 'Can't he take a clue?' For weeks now Roger had been sending her flowers and love notes, trying to win her back. In complete and clear terms Prue told him she wasn't interested and was seeing something but the man persisted. 'Maybe I could talk to Nicole or James about getting a restraining order.' she thought as she made her way to kitchen from her room.

''Prue! Help!'' Piper's voiced carried from downstairs followed by something crashing and a scream.

Prue rushed downstairs and when she entered she saw Piper unconscious with a knife in her back. The sweater she was wearing stained with the crimson fluid of blood.

''Why hello Prue...'' a whispery voice said from behind her, startling her. Prue immediately spun and used her power to send the person flying into one of the mirrors in the room. ''A spitfire as always.'' the man said as he got up and dusted himself off. ''And what I learned is true.''

''Roger?'' gasping out in a mixture of shock and surprise Prue tried to gather her wits as she tried to keep calm and not panic. Piper was injured and it wouldn't do either of them good if she did. ''What the hell are you doing here? No...I don't care for an answer. You just get the hell out of my home before I call the police and have your sorry ass tossed into jail.'' as far as she knew Roger was a mortal, but that didn't mean she could let her gun down. Roger had become a bit deranged and threatening in his latest letters and she wouldn't have put it past him to bring a gun.

''Why don't you make me?'' he challenged her as a nasty glare formed on Prue's face. ''Yeah that would be interesting to see.'' a second Roger added from behind Prue, whom before she could react was encased by water.

Upon finding herself trapped in water Prue began to hyperventilate, horrible memories began plaguing her. As her panic attack continued her whole body began going numb, she felt lightheaded and her hands began tingling. She felt sick, betrayed, and hurt. Roger was one of the few people she told about her fear of water as she believed they were going to be married and spending the rest of their lives together. She wanted no secrets between them so the fact he was turning her own fear against her now more than ever made her hate the man. For whatever reason she was able to channel her power and as a result the second Roger began strangling her from behind until she lost consciousness.

Diriel, on one knee was facing a mirror which contained a smoky purple image and glowing Turquoise eyes. ''Everything is going just as planned master. Once her sisters get wind of her capture the other two Charmed Ones will come for her sister and then we'll have them right where we want them.''

''And the mortal doesn't expect a thing?''

''No...the fool thinks the powers we stole are permanent. Once he has served his purpose he'll be eliminated.''

''Very well...do not fail me Diriel.'' the smoky image said as it faded from the mirror.

Diriel let out a relieved exhale as his master didn't expect a thing. The damn mortal had a chance to explicitly finish off one of the Charmed Ones and he let his own obsession of doing the smart thing like cutting out her heart or letting her on fire. Diriel knew trying to steal the Charmed One Powers was doomed to fail. Taking powers always upset the balance more than killing the actual witches as powers were inherited by the next generation or family member. For whatever the reason Diriel was going to remind the mortal his place and to listen to what he was told.

Phoebe walked through the door with her head held high. She had just filed a harassment charge against Charlie and after the incident last night several other of his victims stepped forward as well. Now normally a demon would have been vanquished, but Naruto brought up the idea of using a power stripping potion and a memory altering spell. And thanks to a mysterious tipper sending in some evidence of some of the companies' illegal deals which seemed to only incriminate the boss and his son the latter would now experience what it would be like to be a victim of sexual harassment. Suffice to say that was good news as far as Phoebe was concerned. Unfortunately it seemed like the Halliwells were curse to experience consistent misery as her good day as she saw an unconscious and injured Piper on the ground. ''Oh my god! Piper!'' Phoebe rushed over to her sister and tried to wake her up, panic setting in. 'What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?' she thought before Allison orbed in.

''Phoebe is something wrong? I could sense your...'' the woman let out a gasp upon seeing what happened to Piper.

''Allison! Quick! Heal Piper!'' Phoebe was able to collect enough of her wits to remember that. Gently removing the knife Phoebe tossed it to the side as Ally placed her hand over the wound and with a glow from her hand began healing the wound, praying that it wasn't too late.