Charmed Kitsune

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NarutoxPhoebex Prue x Piper x ?

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Story Start

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''Wait...so you're telling me Roger did this?'' Phoebe disbelievingly asked Piper who finished narrating the events that occurred. It wasn't that Phoebe didn't believe Piper it was just the fact that there seemed to be a growing pattern of exes being turned evil or connected with magic within the same year they discovered their powers. ''Well why didn't you stop him? Freeze him or something...why didn't you use your active power or something?'' Phoebe snapped at Piper, she knew she was being a bit unfair in the accusation but she felt guilty for not being there.

''He caught me off-guard okay,'' Piper snapped back at Phoebe causing the youngest to jolt back a bit in surprise. ''I mean...he just popped up and he had powers. So could you give me a break if my first instinct was to wonder why and how he got into the mansion instead of freezing him.'' she didn't need any of Phoebe's accusations as she already felt as guilty enough as it was.

Phoebe's eyes softened as she realized that once again a bit of her insecurity had broken through.

''I'm sorry Piper I didn't mean it. I'm just...I'm really worried.'' even if the sisters were working on trying to help each other overcome their personal baggage they weren't just going to up and disappear in a day after a single discussion. It was going to take some time.

''I'm sorry...this is all my fault.'' Allison admitted as she was wrought with guilt. ''I screwed up! I was so busy trying to find a place close-by and craft an identity...and well I tuned you three out because you were having a private moment and...'' Allison stammered and rambled on before Piper managed to calm her down.

''Whoa calm down Ally...repeat from the beginning, what are you talking about?'' Piper asked as she only heard the words 'private', 'sensing' and 'guardian' among the flurry of words.

''Well we White lighters are supposed to be Guardian Angels so when we are assigned to a Witch a magical connection is formed. That means we tend to constantly hear the lives of our charges in our heads...'' she began before she was cut off by a shocked Phoebe who was couldn't help but weird justifiably irked out at this.

''For heaven's sake is 'privacy' something only normal mortals allowed to have or something?'' she asked rather irked as Piper flashed her a hint that told her to hush resulting in Phoebe dropping her shoulders and sheepishly whispered sorry as they continued listening to Ally.

''Well we can choose to 'turn' off this ability which is called muted, but it isn't really encouraged. Personal feelings aren't really taken into consideration when we're talking about the greater good.''

'Of course!' Both sisters' thought as they rolled their eyes. Ruining people's romance, toying with their lives, and all that other stuff was a o.k. when it came to the other good.

''Since I muted you three because you had things to talk about, I only checked in for a few minutes last night and this morning to check if you were okay. I was going to stop by at noon to see if you all were going to need more privacy. That and from what I've been hearing these attacks seemed to usually happen with a week apart difference so I figure that at least for few hours it would be okay.''

''It's not your fault.'' Piper reassured their white lighter. ''At least you were being considerate of our feelings and we can't fault you for that. Though we have other things to worry about, if you're our white lighter that means you can find out where Prue is right?'' Piper hopefully asked as Allison bit her bottom lip and her face dropped a bit.

''I'm sorry...'' she guilty stated and shook her head. ''I tried sensing her but I can't find her. As long as your sister is alive I should be able to sense her anywhere in the world...unless...''

''Unless what?'' Phoebe hastily interrupted her as she didn't want to assume the worst. She only knew the worst of Roger, a scum who sexually harassed her and one of the main factors that led to the New York incident.

''Unless she's in the Underworld.''

''Aw hell...'' Phoebe whispered recalling what she had read. Thankfully enough there were other books left to them by their ancestor besides the Book of Shadows from lost libraries from untold times and such. Stories that went a bit more detail then instructions for vanquishing and a brief summary on demons and other beings. ''We're going to need help. Maybe Nicole and Henry know something?''

Meanwhile in Hyde Street Pier a young woman was standing on the pier as she let out a sigh. She had long brunette hair done up in a style of a bun and was wearing a white button of blouse and black trousers. She couldn't help but feel a bit doubtful on surpassing her up and coming exam. The young woman who smelled of lilies was a law student and far too nervous about passing. All through high-school she had struggled and studied for her grades, but the fact she was over looked because of her rather timid nature made her second guess herself.

''Maybe I should have become a social worker like Paige?'' the young woman murmured to herself. Taking her bag from under her arm she opened it as she paid no attention to the footsteps that echoed on the wharf towards her. Numerous people were coming and going as they went out to glance along the sea. Ships were going in and out of the pier as seagull cries filled the area along with numerous conversations. The pier was quite a well-known hotspot, a historic ferry pier amidst the tourist zone of Fisherman's wharf. Tourists pointing out many anchored ships as people were being herded together in a group as pictures were being taken.

Voices of parents yelling at their children to stop running and people going on about all the freaky incidents that had been happening the past few weeks. ''So...are you Portia Darrow?'' standing out amongst all the noises and chatter was one cheery voice.

Portia turned to the person and was met with a young woman with emerald green hair you would expect from an anime with a sleeveless cream color top and Tripp Black Chain Pocket Skinny Jeans with Lace-Up combat boots with black strap with hematite tone buckle and black out-sole with side zipper.

''W-Who are you?'' Portia stammered as the young woman flashed her a cheery smile. The strange girl couldn't have been no older then Portia herself with broad shoulders, a medium bust, an average waist, narrow hips, with shapely and long legs. In other words the girl had an inverted triangle figure.

''You're liberator...don't worry...it'll be over quick.'' the young woman told the law student as she reached into her pocket and her hand jabbed forward towards Portia's body.

For a moment Portia didn't feel anything at all. Her thoughts had ceased as her body went into shock. When the girl pulled her hand back revealing a knife covered in blood it was then Portia realized she had been stabbed. A dull throbbing pain began at the wound site, her chest, which grew in intensity as pain began to overtook her senses and resulting in her slowly losing consciousness. The last thing she heard was a scream and people shouting for the police and an ambulance.

''Hello Nicole? This is Phoebe Halliwell and we need some help.''

Nicole placed one hand against her ear and stepped away from the crime scene. ''I'm sorry Phoebe but my partner and I are in the middle of a crime scene.'' Nicole said as she glanced back over to the body of the dead law student. ''Can this wait?''

''No it can't...my sister has been kidnapped by her psycho ex who has powers now.''

''Look just meet me at Hyde Street Pier. We'll try and work something out then.'' Nicole calmly assured the frantic young woman. When she got off the phone with Phoebe she went to tell James about what she was informed.

By the time the sisters had got down to the crime scene there was a large crowd. Police, paramedics, and bystanders had littered the area. A sheet was covering the body and the officers were looking for any clues or evidence, but didn't find anything murder weapon. They had been going over her personal history and trying to question anyone who could trace her activities the past twenty-four hours.

''So what happened?'' Phoebe asked when the trio was led away when Nicole took notice of them.

''We have a murder victim. A single stab wound to the chest, but nothing that requires magical aid.'' she informed them as she led them away from the crowd and out of ear-shot. ''So what happened?'' she asked as Piper began relaying this morning's events.

''...and then the next thing I knew a knife was jab into my back and I soon lost consciousness. All we know is that Prue's ex somehow managed to get his hands on the power to control water and clone himself.'' Piper began as Nicole attentively listened.

''And Allison can't sense Prue so we think she's in the underworld but the problem is we don't have anyone who can not only travel there, but has any knowledge or experience traveling in the underworld.''

''I'm sorry but I can't help you.'' Nicole regretfully informed the worried witch. "Matters that deal with magical murders are what I'm trained for. When it comes with kidnapping and tracking I'm afraid I'm not the one to come to for this type of situation."

''So this was just pointless then!'' Phoebe angrily exclaimed as she threw up her hands. ''Were running around and wasting time and there's no telling what that sick bastard is doing now. I mean is there anything we can do that isn't a waste of time?'' Phoebe continued to lash out Nicole until Piper intervened.

''Phoebe calm down,'' Piper said in a soothing voice as she pulled Phoebe into a hug. She could feel her sister trembling with worry. Not counting the attempted murder Piper didn't experience too much of Roger's negative side and only had her sisters words to go on.

"We'll figure it out. Prue will be fine." She said it as much for her benefit as for Phoebe's.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry, but I'm just so worried about Prue. I mean who knows what he's doing to her? What if she's dead?" Phoebe said, almost whispering the last part as more color faded from her pale from worry face.

"Phoebe!" Piper said in a sharp, sad tone, "...don't talk like that! This is Prue we're talking about she's going to be okay. You know her...she's way to stubborn to die.'' Piper tried to lighten up the situation, but her strained expression poorly hid her doubt.

''Maybe you could find some clue back at the mansion?'' Nicole suggested as an officer called her name and waved her over. ''Look I'm sorry I haven't been much help, but this case sprung up at the last minute. All I can do is suggest you search for anything this guy came across or touched in the mansion. Maybe Phoebe could get a premonition off of it. I'm sorry I wish I could be more help.'' Nicole informed them as a flurry of emotions flowed through her face. She was torn between wanted to help the sisters, but she also had a job to do.

''Thank you Nicole...we'll take care of things.'' Piper assured her. While Piper wanted Prue found as quickly as possible she knew she would feel guilty that whoever was just murdered would never get justice and their murderer escaped because they held up the investigation. Returning to the mansion Phoebe and Piper went up to the attic as Allison went 'Up There' to see if the Elders knew anything.

''Damnit! What good is a book this thick if we can't find the one spell we need?'' Phoebe huffed in frustration as she placed her palm against her forehead with her other arm resting on the light brown wooden altar.

''Wait...go back a page.'' Piper whispered as her eyes scanned the pages. ''This might work? To Call a Lost Witch!'' Piper read as her fingers trailed down the pages of the old tone which unlike most didn't become worn by time or friction. Another obvious 'it was magic' sort of thing.

''Do you think it will work?'' Phoebe asked with a bit of hopefulness.

''I'm sure of it.'' Piper furthered reassured her sister as she knew with Prue kidnapped and Naruto out of town she would have to be the one to take charge. That Phoebe was counting on her to lead the way. ''We need a silver mortar, a pinch of rosemary, a sprig of cypress...'' Piper read off the list as she picked up the Book of Shadows. Heading down to the kitchen they searched for the ingredients before heading back and setting up things for the ritual.

''Power of the witches rise Course unseen across the skies...Come to us who call you near Come to us and settle here.''

Taking the ceremonial athame in hand Piper took a deep breath. 'For Prue', she thought as she pricked her index finger and applied pressure as her blood dripped into the mortar. Handing Phoebe the athame so she could add her blood they began chanting the rest of the spell as they ground with a pestle.

''Blood to blood, I summon thee Blood to blood, return to me.'' their words echoed as the magic did its work.

Prue woke up with a jolt as the upper form of her body arched. She let out a pained cry as her chest began to form. Her body dropped as she looked down and realized she was wearing some sort of medallion. Sitting up she looked around and she realized she was on a bed of some sort in some sort of cave. The walls were some sort of hellish red and the place was lit by several torches. Looking down and assessing herself Prue realized she was still in her clothes. Though, that relief didn't last long as she checked her feet and saw that her ankles were cuffed to massive black cannon balls. Prue attempted to use her powers to move them and they barely budged an inch and that burning sensation returned.

Grunting her teeth Prue dropped back onto her elbows and realized the source of her pain was the damn medallion. Attempting to take it off the golden object glowed and she let out a hiss as her hands were burned. Letting out an annoyed exhale of air Prue sat up and tried to gather her thoughts. She needed to say calm and assess the situation and hope that Piper okay. She shook her head, 'no', Piper was okay that much was sure. She had fate in her sister, both of them and knew they were searching for her. Though Prue wasn't just going to sit there and be rescue like some damsel.

When the first attempt fail Piper was not ready to get up. She came to the conclusion that the spell wasn't strong enough. They were going to use a variation of the spell invoking the Power of Three.

Focusing all their thoughts on Prue the sisters began chanting. ''The Power of Three...Will Set us Free...In this night and in this hour, I call upon the Ancient Power. Bring back my sister. Bring back the Power of Three.'' though once more nothing happened.

''My spell...it didn't work...'' Piper dejectedly stated as Phoebe wrapped her into a comforting hug.

''It's not your fault...you tried and that's all that matters. Maybe we should go with Nicole's suggestions and see if I can get a premonition?'' Phoebe suggested as she rubbed Piper's arm who was doing her best to hold back the tears. Despite Phoebe's words she couldn't help how she was feeling, but Phoebe's reassurance kept her from becoming too depressed. As long as there was hope.

Phoebe and Piper began looking around Prue's room. Phoebe looked in the middle drawer of Prue's makeup table. She then went over to Prue's bed and looked around when she noticed a dried rose petal. Thinking back, Phoebe remembered Prue adding roses to their stash of potion ingredients and she couldn't help but think when would. Prue have time to go to the florist considered her hectic new schedule. Picking up the petal she gasped as she had a premonition.

'It's futile Prue...you belong to me and only me.' Roger told Prue who merely flared her nostrils.

'I belong to no one, especially a deranged freak like you! Let me go Roger and I promise I'll make your vanquishing quick!' Prue narrowed her eyes as she attempted to use her power to no avail.

''Now, now, Prudence...didn't mommy teach you to play nice? Oh yeah...she died young right? I heard it was your fault she died!''

''GO TO HELL!'' Prue snarled as one of the balls that kept her chained jerked a few feet.

''Ooh I see...getting angry huh? Then again you always were ferocious so it's nothing new.''

''Why are you doing this Roger? Why do you keep asking me questions and bringing up my past?''

''You see Prudence my new master...the one that has given me these wonderful powers asked me a favor. I can have you in change for the lives of your sisters.''

''You monster how could you sink so low? Even if you were a pig-headed and self-centered bastard you weren't a murderer. I know that much!''

''Are you trying to appeal to my former human heart?'' the Armani wearing man mocked her with false tears. Like always Roger talked just to hear the sound of his own voice. ''Don't make me laugh. You know this wouldn't be happening if you haven't left.''

''When my sisters find us you're as good as dead.''

'Oh don't worry about them my associate is already taking care of that. Well not really my associate she is a strange little bird who feeds on doubt, regret, and stuff like that. Honestly I don't see how such an air-head with that hair color could be a demon, but that doesn't matter.' he said as he began stalking towards Prue. ''It's just you and me now and I'm going to show you how much I...'' before Roger could get into touching distance of Prue he was grabbed by the back of his neck by a figure Phoebe didn't recognize. Obviously another demon of sorts, but quite short all things considered.

Whoever the hell he was his presence unnerved Prue who decided to watch and see what she could learn. For whatever reason she was being kept in the underworld she was sure they didn't need her in perfect condition or else the damn medallion wouldn't have burned her.

''Learn your place human!'' the rather annoyed demon said as he flung Roger back. ''Do you just that quickly forget your instructions? We have no idea how much of a bond the Charmed Ones have and the last thing we need is for her sisters to pick up on her emotional distress and use that to track her to us.''

''She's mine...'' Roger hissed. ''I've done what I've been instructed to do so why can't I...'' a large rock was jolted into Roger's chest cutting him off in mid-rant leaving him clutching his chest.

''Those powers can be taken away from you at a whim and another puppet in your place. Once we learned everything we need to do you can do whatever you want to Halliwell afterwards but not before. Your kind seem to have this odd thing with positive emotions and bonds and from what I know situations like this lead to them more than likely discovering our location. I don't know how or why, but it's not something that will be chance. Step out of line again and you will be eliminated.'' the demon turned to Prue. ''Do not think much of this witch. Your time will be coming soon.''

After the premonition Phoebe had nearly collapsed. Never had any of her premonitions before been that strong or long. Did it have to do with the fact that it was a vision or Prue or was it an effect of one of the earlier spells? Whatever the case was she and Piper needed to find this mysterious demon and have her lead them to where Roger was.