The God-Daughter
By Dog-Demon-Emiko
Chapter 8: Chains of Life
The tension growing within the Halliwell Manor was suffocating. Piper now knew of the Elders wishes, and she was very skeptical about it. She had suggested that they talk the Kyra about it but was holding off on it. It's not that easy to tell someone your about to bind them. She wouldn't do it to her son and she didn't want to do it to another child. It's like putting her in a enclosure, she can still move freely but only to a certain extent.
Kyra listened through the vents, carefully pulling a stream of wind through to carry the conversation on. 'So that's my cue then,' she thought to herself. But apart of her found herself hesitant to leave. Biting her lip as punishment for her weakness, she dived under her bed and pulled out one of her notebooks and a pen.
Dear Halliwells,
It's been a pleasure, truely. I hope I haven't been to much of a cow, or a burden. I do thank you for lending your home to me.
The reason I have left is not because I am afraid, or not because I don't trust you. I knew I wasn't long for this place, and that my interference on your daily lives has come to an end. Please don't be afraid or worried, you already know that I am not what I seem to be, so be asured that I am fully capable of taking care of mysel
CRASH
Kyra nearly jumped out of her skin as the sounds echoed from the hallway, right outside her door. She threw down the notebook and ripped her door open. An energy ball was flaying at her, barley giving her a chance to duck. She dived to the floor, nearly knocking the wind out of herself with the impact. A man as white as snow with claws stared at her with upmost hunger. Before she could even blink he was in front of her and slashed the chest of her maroon shirt. She fell to the floor with a cry and heard more chaos behind her.
"Kyra get back in your room now!" Prue yelled while picking up Piper from the floor. Not needing twice telling Kyra scrambled to her feet. A vice grip went into her arm the moment she gained balance, causing her to scream. A burst of energy went through her body, blasting the demon away from her.
Mutilple strange sounds filled the hall just after Piper blew the first demon up, and the sisters looked around to see more of the same demons.
"Swarm demons! Blow up one and more come into place!" Piper yelled as she a Prue backed away from three more. "Screw this, break wire and run! Kyra come on!"
She couldn't move; she was frozen to the spot and had little breath in her lungs. Something about their eyes made her absoulutly terrified to be in their presence. Suddenly her breath became hot as her anxiety levels rose through the roof, and the candle flame buring in her room became steadily larger. She acted out of panic when she threw up her arms and made a sweeping motion aross the entire hall. The fire from her room shot from the wick and spread out along the hall. The screams of the burning demons seemed to have snapped her out of her trance as she watched countless beings be destroyed by her hand.
As the smoke cleared Kyra saw one demon that she seemed to miss. His eyes were totally black and he wore a hooded robe. Before she could move he disappeared in a ball of flame.
"What the hell was that?" Piper asked, Prue behind her giving Kyra the most suspisious look.
"Is it me or are these demons not after us?" the oldest sister asked.
"I'm being completely honest when I say I don't know," Kyra said. Her eyes were still recovering from the burst of flame. "But I take it that this is why your Elders wanted me binded?" The sisters looked up at her and then eachother. "Yes, I already know about that."
"Great, you know our secret lets know yours," Phoebe came running up the stairs at that moment to hear Prue's sarcasim, "What's that symbol on your chest mean?" Kyra looked down at her shirt where the demon had slashed. The slash marks on her chest should have went straight over her symbol, but they didn't. They were stopped from crossing over it by unknown magic.
She bit her lip and looked up to see Phoebe looking at her with the most unreadable expression. It was a cross between shock, fear, and disappointment.
"I-" she tried to explain, but the words wouldn't form properly. She felt like a child, one caught in her own web of lies. She wasn't far from that senario, expect her web was a much bigger one called life, and some heavy leaves were getting tangled in the threads, tearing her web apart.
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
Three hooded wizards filled the hall appeared suddenly. Determined not to be made a fool agian, Kyra sent a pulse of magic at the sisters, sending them backwards and out of the way.
"Stupefy!" The closest wizard yelled. Kyra dropped to the floor and sent a pulse of magic at her attacker, kncoking him off his feet. She scrambled forward, avoiding another spell and grabbed his wand.
"Impedimenta!" she shouted, blasting the farthest two away and into the wall with loud cracks. She stood and stuck the wand deep into the remaining wizards jugular while picking him off the floor and onto his feet.
Kyra stuck the wand she had stole into the mans neck and lifted him to his feet with unexpected strength. She stared long and hard into the mans masked face, never once touching the mask. Phoebe gasped when she noticed that Kyra's bright green eyes were getting brighter, brighter until her eye was compleltely white. With a roar filled with anger, the teen pushed the man so far into the wall that it cracked.
Phoebe used her power and channeled in on Kyra, who was currently staring at the unconcious man on the floor. Confusion was the most dominate, but digging deeper she felt pure hate.
Kyra stormed from the hall without another word and into her room. The Prue followed, using her powers to blast the door open.
"What the hell is going on Kyra? What arn't you telling us?" Prue growled.
"Nothing that concerns you!" the teen yelled back.
"It concerns us when we are left in charge of protecting you! If it's this power that these demons and wizards want to bad then binding you is the best option then!" Kyra rounded on Prue, her eyes promising pain.
"Oh sure, just chain me up and put me in the basement why don't you?" Tears began to pool at the corners of her eyes.
"Kyra, it's not that, it's just that demons dont attack this often and were worried," Piper tried to consult with her. She didn't listen though, she turned to Phoebe for guidence. She felt her heart break when Phoebe wouldn't even meet her eyes. A jingle sounded throughout the room and blue orbs swirlded around a tall man with little greying hair. He was an Elder, and in his hand was a chain-chocker and two bracelets made of gold.
"Kyra, put these on," he coaxed in a deep voice.
Gotta fight another fight,
The tears in her eyes stopped flowing but Kyra never took her eyes off Phoebe. Her face went hard and her heart thumped uncontrolably in her ears.
Gotta run another night,
Get it out, check it out,
I'm on my way and I don't feel right.
She looked into the face of the Elder with upmost defience and slowly took a step back. He tensed, knowing she was going to run but did nothing more. She kept strong eye contact with him to make sure he didn't see her hand flinch. In a split second she summond her wand and raised it. The sisters barley had a chance to move when she bellowed, "Stupefy!".
I gotta get me back
I can't be beat and that's a fact
It's ok, I'll find a way
You ain't gonna take me down no way!
The spell that should have been a red beam had came out like a cannon. The sisters and the Elder had dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes, and she didn't want to stick around for any more Elders to show up. She ran to her closet and grabbed a pair of sneakers and put them on as she ran down the hallway.
Don't judge a thing until you know what's inside it
Dont' push me, I'll fight it
Never gonna give in, never gonna give it up no
She stampeded down the stairs, out the front door, and into the chilly night of San Fransisco. Her legs powered her down the street, not once slowing down or knowing where she was going. The adrinaline in her body was driving her insane, for her adrinaline-heightend senses were telling her to keep going, that it wasn't safe yet.
If you can't catch a wave then your'e never gonna ride it,
You can't come uninvited,
Never gonna give in, never gonna give up no!
You can't take me I'm free!
As her feet carried her one direction, her mind went in 10 different ones. But the root of all of them was: What now? Her main solution was to get back to Britian, but how? The portkey was gone and she had no access to Floo Powder.
Why did it all go wrong?
I wanna know what's going on.
And what's this holding me?
I'm not where I supposed to be.
Her lungs burned and her calves ached but that didn't stop her. Something powerful rose its head within her, turning her fear into determination, and her pain into power.
I gotta fight another fight
I gotta fight will all my might
I'm getting out , so check it out
Ya, you're in my way
So you better watch out
If you can't catch a wave then your'e never gonna ride,
You can't come uninvited,
Never gonna give in, never gonna give up no!
You can't take me I'm free!
It wasn't until she was running out of sidewalk until she stopped to view her surroundings. Her guess was that she had ran about a half a mile, but it felt like more. The streets were busy and bright, and the only thing she could smell was car exhaust and fried food. She needed to get out of the city, and she had no muggle money for a bus.
Bus...
She looked around and crossed the street to where the darker part of the street was. After walking for about 5 minutes she turned down a dead end and held out her wand hand. It didn't take long for a deep maroon bus to come speeding out of nowhere.
"'Ello then, welcome to the knight bus! Scooter at your service!" A tall man greeted. He had flaming red hair and deep drown eyes. Kyra hesitated and looked around to see if anyone had seen the large, triple decker bus before looking back at the scotish brute.
"I'm sorry, but where's Stan and Ern? Their normally running the Knight Bus throughout Britian," she panted.
"'Aye, ye is lookin' at the International Knight Bus. We service the stranded witch or wizard outside of Britian." Kyra nodded and stepped onto the bus. The first floor was filled already, some wizards asian and others european. "Where ya headin darlin'?"
"Ah, L-london, please." Scooter nodded and went into the drivers area. She tucked her wand into her belt and headed to the second floor. As she walked by the other wizards she noticed she was getting odd stares. She looked down at her chest and realized that her birthmark was still showing, along with the scars the demon had left. Covering her chest with her arms she walked faster to the steps.
She was relived when she saw that there was no one on the second floor. There were cushy arm chairs surrounding the balcony that were everywhere, no doubt sue to sharp turns.
"All aboard!" she heard Scooter yell. Quickly, she walked to the nearest arm chair and braced herself.
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Phoebe couldn't sleep that night, she had to many emotions going through her at once to even close her eyes in peace. After they had woke up and spoke with the Elder who had came to bind Kyra, they tried scying for her. They found nothing, apparently she wasn't even in the city. They even tried scrying on a map of the entire state, she was just gone.
They had found an unfinished note in her room, telling the sisters that she had planned on leaving anyway. After reading the note Phoebe had left to her room, not wanting to hear Prue accusations of Kyra knowing what the demons were after. Phoebe too, knew what the wizards were after, but the demons were most likely after her powers. If they were to bind her, like she had said to Prue earlier, that would only save her from the demons.
The entire night she had argued with herself on whether or not to tell her sisters what Kyra told her the night of the full moon. Kyra hated her now anyway, so why not? The anger and pain that Kyra had felt towards Phoebe the other night was to much for her to bear. Kyra fet almost like another sister to her, or even a daughter. She reminded Phoebe so much of her old self that it was almost scary. The fire in her eyes, the refusal to yeild, and the desperate hope that someone, anyone would come to save her from herself was all to familiar.
All Phoebe rembered was closing her eyes, she never remembered feeling that welcoming feeling of slumber. Before she knew it it was morning, and the sun beamed harder than ever through her window. She sat up slowly went to the kitchen to make coffee to realize that it was already made, and already cold.
"What time is it?" she asked Prue, who sat at the kitchen table with the newspaper.
"About noon, you don't look so good," Prue pointed out.
"Tell me something I don't know,"
"How'd you sleep?"
"Horrible,"
"Phebez, look, I know your attached to the girl but shes an-
"-Innocent first, friend second, I know! I wish everyone would stop telling me this! I can't help it, alright?" Prue blinked as Phoebe finished her outbusrt.
"What arn't you telling us?" Prue asked.
"What d'you-"
"Oh c'mon Phoebe the only time you act so protective is when your hiding something. You were the same way when you tried to hide Cole still being alive from us. Now spill, what do you know that we don't?"
"I can't tell you,"
"What can't you tell?" Piper had just walked in on the conversation with Leo trailing behind her. Phoebe took a deep breath, she had no choice. They needed to know everything so they could come up with something. Kyra could die out there...
"The prophecy that the book flipped to is about Kyra," Phoebe confessed. "Their will be 2 Dark Lords. One that will be the father and the other the son."
"And Kyra's the mother or something?" Leo asked.
"Yes. But the telling says that he will force her to, so-"
"She'll be raped?" Piper gasped.
"Bottom line, yes. That's why she dosn't trust anyone, anyone could be working for the guy who wants her. Her brother is the one who is destined to destroy the father, but she has to kill the son."
"See, that's why we should have binded her!" Piper argued.
"Binding her would have only saved her from demons who want her powers, not the wizards that want her body! And if you guys would have talked to her about it instead of trying to put some magical chains on her then you would've known that its her fate that drove her to attempt suicide, not her powers!" Phoebe yelled, and stormed from the room. She went into the conservitory and onto the patio. There was an akward silence for a moment.
"So that means right now, there's only one Dark Lord. Does Dumbledore know this?" Piper asked. She looked at Prue and Leo. "Get dressed, were going to Britian," she told Prue.
Twenty minutes later they were standing in Grimauld Place once more. But the only inhabitant was Sirius Black. He had informed them that they could find Dumbledore at Hogwarts, a school which they couldn't get into by magic.
"You'll have to take the fireplace," he told them, "but you'll have to come out at Hogsmade since the network is being watched. As soon as you get out the shop, turn left and walk stright. Hogwarts is a huge castle at the top of the hill, can't miss it." He grabbed a pot of green powder and threw it into the fireplace. "Hogsmade!" he yelled. The fire became emerald green, and he looked to them expectantly. "Quickly now." Sirius found himself getting impatient and pushed them all in just before the fire turned red agian. Their faces had told him that something was not right. "Americans," he said disapprovingly.
Prue and Piper's screams could probably be heard all throughout the network, but they didn't care. They landed in a dusty heap in the fireplace of a large pub and quickly composed themselves. They didn't look at anyone as they exited the shop and left for the large castle at the top of the hill.
The trek was long, and the fact that both Piper and Prue were wearing heels, and the wind was becoming chilly for their sleeveless and short sleeves was making it even harder. The two sisters were a little on the edgy side by the time they got to the caslte doors.
A greasy haired man in long black robes who had to be in his forties saw them wandering through the entrance hall first and stopped them immediatly.
"What is your bussiness here?" he asked, giving them all suspisious stares.
"We came to speak with Dumbledore, it's urgent." He looked at them one more time before walking away from them. Taking that as their cue to follow they walked quickly after him. They felt like school girls as they made faces behind his back and giggled about them. They stoppped abruptly when he rounded on them after whispering something to a large gargoyle. He motioned for them to follow and entered the spirailing staircase.
Once at the top he rapped three times on the large oak wood doors and waited for entry. The doors opened on their own accord to reveal a scarlet, oval office filled with books and trinkets.
"Headmaster, these three say they have urgent bussiness for you," Snape informed him. Dumbledore's sparkling eyes looked deeply into theirs, and they forced themselves not to take a step back when that sparkle suddenly vanished.
"Leave us," he told Snape, who quickly did as he was told just after glaring at the three of them. "Please, sit." he drew his wand and conjured three chairs in which the sisters and Leo quickly sat in. "What happened?" He asked. His voice wasn't harsh but it did expect a truthful answer.
"Well, see, uh- sir. Kyra...ran away." Piper tried to explain. She didn't do very well under pressure.
"Under what circumstances?" Dumbledore asked.
"We attempted to bind her." Dumbledore's thick eyebrows raised.
"As in what means?" he asked slowly.
"Well, our Elders say that she was a dangerous power. They say that evil will try to attack her, and if we bind her powers she'll fall off evil's radar so they can't try to take her." Prue explained.
"Evil as in...?"
"Demons, sir. America is very scarce of witches and wizards due to religous practices. But things like satinism and such are influencial. Demons are created and they find nuetral powers, like Kyra, to convert them so that evil can become more powerful." Leo explained. Dumbledore looked thoughtful for a moment.
"But about her running away sir, we found a note in her room. She had planned on leaving anyway. The only reason why she didn't was because demons attacked, and wizards-"
"Wizards?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, ones with masks-" Piper was cut off.
"Death Eaters," Dumbledore whispered.
"Death who?" Prue asked him. She leaned forward in her chair a bit more to listen more carefully.
"Death Eaters, followers of the Dark Lord."
"The father?" Leo asked. He shifted in his chair when Dumbledore looked at him with a pointed gaze.
"Our youngest, Phoebe, and Kyra had grown close. Kyra had told Phoebe what the prophecy meant." Piper explained "Phoebe had told us at the last minute saying that she promised Kyra she wouldn't tell us."
"Please sir, we only need your help in finding her. We tried scrying for her but she's not in the city or state." Dumbledore looked up at Prue and locked gazes with her for a minute.
"Just how close did Kyra and Ms. Phoebe get exactly?"
"We're not sure, why?" Piper asked quietly and shifted in her seat.
"You see, because of Kyra's fate she was never close to anyone. I find it odd that Kyra would tell your sister what is supposed to become of her so openly."
"So your saying Kyra is lieing? Or Phoebe?" Leo asked.
"No, just that Kyra may have found a bit of humanity. The only ones she has been known to be close to is her brother and his friends. Kyra does not like staying in one place for to long due to the risk of becoming attached. But however when she does befriend a person it's a lasting friendship. She was very close to the headmistress of her old school and was furious when she came to learn that she had been murdered. It took three men twice her size to keep her from leaving to find the killer. You see, Ms. Potter is not afriad to die, her only fear is to be caged. And I partially mean that literally because she is clausterphobic. She dosn't abide much by the rules, and can be very reckless at times. I think rebel is the word for it,"
"So how do we find her?" Prue asked. As Dumbledore had described her personailty something inside her became more anxious to get to her.
"You don't. Kyra was often found walking the streets alone from the age of 10, usually without permission; she is very streetsmart. If she dosn't want to be found then she won't be. But by trying to summon her by magic she will only run, and trying to capture her by force will make her distance herself from us. She knows that she is in danger, which is why she left your home."
"So you think she'll come here?" said Leo. A crackle of lightning sounded outside, and the skies were suddenly very dark. A storm was coming, and it was coming fast.
"Naturally," The corner of his mouth tilted upwards a bit. "she'll want to be with her brother if anything were to happen. But we must not tell Harry about this." Before they could say anything he continued. "Harry is definetly all for the saftey of his lttle sister, but he'd also do anything for her happiness. So, I suggest that the three of your return to your home and continue with your lives. I doubt that Kyra will contact you, but I will have members of the Order be on the lookout for her."
"Shouldn't we look for her now though?" Piper asked.
"Kyra will only travel by night, more than likely using muggle transportation. By now she's found a safe place to hide for the day. But like I said, if she dosn't want to be found, she won't be. I do thank you however for keeping her for the time that you did."
Dumbledore watched as the sisters and Leo walked to the gates of Hogwarts and orbed back home. He turned to the stone basin sitting on the corner and put the tip of his wand to his head and pulled out the memory of the conversation. As the memory of their faces swirled in the basin, Dumbledore began to wonder if he was right to let Kyra wander free.
"Fawkes," he called. The beautiful bird cawed back at himfrom his post beside the door, letting him know he was heard. "Inform Professors McGonagall and Snape that they are wanted in my office."
There was a small caw before the flapping of wings and whoosh of a fire was heard.