A/N: Hope you like this chapter, it gives some insight into the personalities of Prue and Piper, evil characters are fun to write :) Feedback, as always, is much appreciated.
Oh, and good luck to everyone getting their exam results at the moment, mine are on the 16th- I'm terrified:S
Evil and the Charmed Ones
Chapter Four – Sisters
Cole Turner paced round his penthouse apartment, hair still damp from the shower, a fierce frown painted on his face. The youngest Halliwell had turned and she was a threat. The Charmed Ones had been a force of Good to be reckoned with and if they had aged with Good magic, who knows how powerful they'd be now?
The former Charmed Ones were powerful Evil witches in their own right. The eldest two Halliwells were as high as Cole himself in the demonic ranks, Phoebe, a powerful Evil witch in her own right, was becoming just as strong as her elder sisters.
Paige, however, had always been the least powerful, her half Whitelighter side had made her more open to Good than her sisters, she was the only Halliwell that had ever voiced doubts about their allegiance to Evil, of course, these had been the days she forgot her tonic and her last days in the Underworld, where she refused it altogether.
She needed to be taken care of, before she could turn her sisters, if anyone could lift the remaining Halliwell's from Evil, it would be Paige.
Getting rid of Paige would be easier said than done. The one characteristic that linked the sisters to their light side was their fierce devotion to each other. It was more than love, love was a weakness that Evil could not know or possess, the sisters were dedicated to each other, and they would put each other before all else. The Source knew this and that's why he allowed the sisters to stay together, they would have resisted Evil had they been separated. As long as they stood together, they would serve Evil and the Source, now that one was lost, she needed to be removed.
Cole knew he needed to kill Paige himself and he also knew it needed to look like some random demonic attack, if the sisters, or worse, Phoebe, caught wind of him trying to hurt Paige, they would kill him.
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Paige closed her eyes and concentrated on the alley by Glenn's apartment. She disappeared into a cloud of white orbs, only to bounce off the ceiling and land in a painful heap on the floor. She had forgotten that her sisters had created a spell to trap Whitelighter's; they could orb in, but not out.
"Oww…that's going to leave a mark…"
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Piper looked up sharply, she heard a small crash from upstairs. Immediately, she summoned an energy ball and shimmered up the landing. Shortly after the noise, Piper heard some quiet mumbling coming from the attic, she ran towards the attic and threw the door open, ready to throw the energy ball at the less-than-subtle intruder.
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Paige heard the footsteps outside the attic door and knew Piper was about to find her. Short of throwing herself out the window (which she momentarily considered), she had nowhere to hide. Before Paige could run, the attic door was flung open and an energy ball, courtesy of Piper, knocked her off her feet and tossed her into the old antique sofa.
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"Paige!"
Piper rushed over to her youngest sister's side, who lay moaning softly, which Piper took as a good sign, at least she was conscious.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Paige groaned again, before pushing herself into a sitting position. "Am I hurt? Of course I'm bloody hurt! You just threw an energy ball at me!"
Piper ignored Paige's complaints and checked her forearm over where the energy ball had struck. It had a small welt, which was bleeding slightly and it was already starting to turn black and blue. "You're fine, come on, we'll go see the Seer so she can heal you." Piper lifted Paige up before she was shoved away.
"Piper! What the hell are you thinking?! I'm Good now; I'm not going to the Seer, especially not to the Underworld!"
"If you just take your tonic-"
Paige scoffed, "so it can poison my mind? Like it poisons you?"
"The tonic makes us stronger, Paige, you should know that."
"The tonic brainwashes us, Piper! We're Good witches, we-"
Piper clenched her jaw. "I. Am. Not. A. Good. Witch. I never will be again. Good is weak, I am strong, you can be strong too."
"I am strong! Stronger than I've been in years, I'm never turning back to Evil and I will find a way to save you, Phoebe and Prue."
Piper let out a short sarcastic laugh, "Save us? We don't need saving! You're the one who has turned her back on those she was raised by! If anyone needs 'saving', Paige, it's you. And believe me, Prue, Phoebe and I will do everything in our power to make you see that our way is right."
"You just don't understand, do you, Piper? Good is…who I am, who I was meant to be. I'd rather die than turn to Evil again and there's nothing you, Phoebe, Prue, or the Source can do to change that."
Without another word, Paige walked out of the attic and left the manor, deciding to orb somewhere where she could think things through clearly. She never heard Piper's parting words.
"We'll just see about that."
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Prue Halliwell, the oldest and strongest former Charmed One, was not having a good time. So far, she had killed five low level demons with her bare hands, but she still could not get rid of her anger towards her youngest sister.
How dare she betray the Source?
How dare she betray me
Aimlessly patrolling the Underworld, she only needed a demon to look at her the wrong way and that'd be her excuse for killing him. Sadly for Prue, most demons weren't as stupid as they first appeared, pretty quickly, the demons caught on that if Prue got the chance, they'd be dead, so most shimmered out as soon as they saw her.
Prue let out a growl of frustration and threw a fireball, telekinetically, at the wall. Still not satisfied with the damage, she attacked the cavern with her fists, cursing and kicking for almost a minute, ignoring the blood sliding down her knuckles.
Finally, she stopped, breathing heavily. She slid down the wall, head in her hands, feeling, for the first time in almost six years, tears prick at her eyes.
I'm the oldest, damn it! I'm meant to protect my sisters, not push them away! And now, my youngest and weakest sister is unprotected in San Francisco, with a price on her head and considered a traitor to the Source!
In all her years in the Underworld, Paige was in more danger than ever before.
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