Author's Note

I'm sorry this is so late. I'll try to update sooner.

I woke up back at home on our sofa. As soon as I opened my eyes, flashes of Aunt Paige's birthday came hurling back at me. Suddenly, my mom was at my side.

"Mom, what happened?" I said, groggily.

"You fainted" she replied. I could see tear streaks on her face. Not a good sign.

"Pattie" I whispered, as I remembered her on the floor, bleeding.

"Don't worry. She's fine. Prue and her went back to their apartment to get clothes and stuff. They're spending the night here."

"Why? I'm fine. I just have a headache." I was getting really worried now. Something major must be going on.

"We all need to talk about some stuff." My mom answered, very vaguely.

"Okay" I sighed

My dad entered the room. "Here's some Tylenol for your headache." He said, giving me the pills and a glass of water. He looked really nervous.

Soon after I took the medication my sisters transported in.

They looked as relieved to see me as I was to see them.

"Are you guys okay?" I asked.

"Yea were fine" Pattie started. "If you hadn't vanquished the demon, I'd probably be dead now. So thanks for that, I owe you. " she said with a small smile.

I grimaced at the memory of my demonic transformation.

"Are you okay?" Prue asked, sitting next to me on the couch and putting her arm around me. I leaned into her body and nodded.

"Yeah, I'm good. I had a headache, but its practically gone now, thanks to the Tylenol Dad gave me."

"Good" she said. Pattie joined us on the sofa and sat next to me on my free side.

"So mom what did you want to talk to us about?" She asked.

"Okay, well first and foremost, Liz, you know how much we all love you right?"

I nodded. This was going to be bad.

"And you know that nothing will ever change that?"

I nodded once again.

What happened next was a blur. I listened and tried to follow what my mom and dad were saying. Evidently, my parents were very close to getting a divorce a few years after Pattie was born. My dad had even moved out. Soon after that my mom had started seeing an old flame of hers again. I have to admit I was pretty shocked by these revelations. It was hard to believe my parents weren't always as much in love as they were right now.

After the shock wore off, I wondered what all this had to do with my demonic powers. I looked over to Prue and then to Pattie. They both seemed to be listening just as, if not more, intently than I was.

What my mom said next didn't surprise me. She ended her romance with her old flame because she realized she loved Dad and that they were meant be together. My mom contacted my dad and told him everything. She told him about the affair, about how much she still loved him, and how much she wanted their marriage to work. My dad still loved my mom, too and wanted their marriage to work just as much as my mom did. He forgave her for the affair and agreed to move back in.

My mom turned to look at me and took a deep breath before continuing.

About a week after my dad moved back in my mom starting feeling really sick. She said she would be perfectly fine one day and the next she would spend hours in the bathroom throwing up. Finally, she realized she was pregnant.

This all made sense to me. Patty was already born and a few years old, so of course she was pregnant with me. I was really getting confused as to how this all related to my demonic powers, and eagerly waited for the story to continue.

"The thing was…" my mom continued "I had not done it with your father since before he moved out. So I was sure he wasn't the father. That only left one other person, the man I had my affair with." My mom paused to gauge our reactions.

Prue was the first one to speak. "Are you saying that this old flame of yours is really Liz's father!?"

My dad spoke up "Yes, honey, that's exactly what we're saying. Once your mom told me that she was pregnant, I agreed to love the child as my own. I still do and I always will." He said shooting me glance.

"Who was this old flame of yours?" Pattie questioned.

"Cole Turner" she replied.

I looked at my sisters and could tell they were putting the pieces together, just as I was. We had heard of Cole before and knew his complicated history with our mom. If this Cole was my father, than I was half demon, which explained my demonic powers.

My sisters had more of a reaction to this shocking revelation, than I did at the moment. Pattie looked really sad. I could see the tears stream down her face. Prue, on the other hand, looked furious.

"Why didn't you guys tell us this sooner? We deserved to know our sister had a different father, and was half demon because of it!" Prue demanded.

"Because" my mom pleaded "We wanted Elizabeth to be able to live as normally as she could in this family, before she found out the truth. If she had known she was half demon her whole life she would have had a terrible time fitting in."

"Well, that would have been better than your whole life being a lie!" Prue shouted.

"Prue, calm down." Pattie warned.

"No, Pattie, I will not calm down. I just found out my baby sister is half demon, and you want me to be calm?!"

"Everyone take a deep breath" Coop interjected. "Arguing is not going to get us anywhere."

After taking a deep breath, I guess everyone realized I hadn't said a word the entire conversation. Suddenly, I was the center of attention.

I really needed to get out of here. I stood up and ran my hand through my hair. "May I be excused? It's late…and I have school tomorrow"

"Sure" my mom whispered.

I quickly ran out of the room and up the stairs into my room, avoiding the faces of my family. Once I reached my room, I was safe to think this all through without people prying through my emotions.

I let out a sigh, cut the light out, and laid on my bed.

I am a demon. Those ugly creatures that are constantly causing my family pain, half of me is that.

Coop isn't my birthfather. That half of me I had always thought to be filled with the love that comes from Cupids is actually filled with hate from a demon.

Prue and Pattie aren't my full sisters. I'm only their half-sister now.

Could my family really love a demon? What if I couldn't control my demonic side? Would they vanquish me?

Prue was right. My whole life had been a lie, and now, since I knew the truth, there was no going back.

How did I feel about this? Well apart of me wanted to be angry, to go shout at my parents for lying to me my whole life, and letting me believe in this fantasy that wasn't even true.

Another part of me wanted to cry. For everything I had lost and especially everything I had gained.

Then, there was this entirely different part of me, which felt bad for my Mom and Coop, and my sisters. This part that wanted to tell them that I loved them and that everything would be okay.

Lastly, there was a small portion of me curious about my birthfather. I wondered how he had managed to suppress his hateful demonic side, so that he could fall in love with my mother. I also wondered if he knew who I was, and what life would have been like if I had grown up with him instead of my mom.

When I finally thought I would be able to sleep and closed my eyes, my alarm went off. I sighed, got up, and got dressed.

Before I went downstairs for breakfast, I made sure to put on a mask of indifference for when Pattie and my mother tried to read my emotions.

"Morning everyone," I said, when I reached the kitchen.

They looked shocked to see me up and dressed, but did each manage to get out a response.

"How are you?" Coop asked

"I'm fine" I lied, nonchalantly.

"You don't have to go to school today," my mom added, "if you don't want to."

"No, its okay…I want to go. In fact," I said, looking at my watch, "I should get going now. Bye Guys."

"Wait!" Pattie interjected hopefully, "I can transport you there."

I held up a transport potion. "It's okay I got it." She reluctantly nodded and sat back down. I stole a glance at Prue, who was staring into her cup of coffee, before throwing the potion.

When I reappeared I was under my favorite tree at this deserted park, on the outskirts of town. This was my place. I could come and here and think, or just sit when I wanted to be away from my family.

You didn't really think I was going to Magic School did you? Why would I go to the place that was all about good, when I was half evil?

I knew that my family would find out that I wasn't at school, with Uncle Leo being the headmaster and all. But right now, I really didn't care. I just wanted to be alone to figure this mess of my life out.

Author's Note

Okay, that's the first chapter. What did you guys think? I know some of you wanted Phoebe and Coop to break up, but don't worry Cole wil still have an important role in the story. Please review.