The Power of Three P.C.S.
I walked into my mansion when the smell of lavender invaded my nose. I let out a loud sigh.
"Darla!" I shouted as I dusted off my suit
Darla was my darling (ha-ha) little sister that lived with me ever since our parents died about six years ago. Since then we've always been a family of two. Even since their deaths Darla has been a tough kid, and pretty much a loner…well that was before she met the So Randoms.
"Big brother." I heard her voice but didn't see her
My instincts took me to look up and there she was. Standing on my expensive ceiling looking down at me with her pretty blue eyes. Makes me want to choke her a bit.
"Darla, get down from there. Last time you tore some paint off."
She jumped down and landed on her feet.
"It was revenge last time." She said with a smile, "Besides I told you not to come home late."
I looked at my watch on my right arm, "It's midnight."
"Yep. It's the witching hour. You don't know how many witches want to get their hands on you. Even if you don't use them, you're still a wizard."
"Yes, yes, yes. But there wouldn't be a point in kidnapping me. Yeah I'm famous but the supernatural doesn't have anything to do with me."
I started to walk past her till she said,
"What about Sonny?"
I frozed.
"We both know that she's one of the charmed one."
My body started to tense.
"Besides there's going to be a war."
"Huh?"
She rolled her neck side to side, "You heard me. A war. There is a warlock after Sonny and the others. Something about revenge for what their mother did to them."
"But they got the book of shadows right?" I turned around on my heel, "That book helped them kill a lot of demons."
Darla dugged into her jean pocket and pulled out a card then tossed it in the air. It turned into a dark figure, like a being that was darker than a shadow.
"Friday the thirteen is that day that the charmed one will pay. Death for all that stands in my way." It said in a deep, demonic voice
"In two weeks?" I mouthed
She nodded, "If you want to help Sonny, I suggest you work up on your magic.
I smirked, "There's nothing Chad Dylan Cooper can't do."
"Confident, that's just like my brother!" she smiled
'But confidents will not be enough in this war.' Her voice said in my head
Here ya go! Hope you like it! Peace, love, and chocolate!