Heaven's Mistaken Gift Chapter 26: Deceived by Their Own, a charmed fanfic

Heaven's Mistaken Gift

by: Piper Chris Melinda Halliwell

Co-written by: That70sShoLova

Chapter 26: Deceived by Their Own

Piper slammed open the attic door, her hands tensed in a defensive position. She gasped and stared at the dark hair woman in the attic.

"Prue?" she said, barely audible, clearly in shock.

'Prue' smirked. "Surprised to see me?"

Piper nodded. "H-How are you here?"

She smiled, thinking on her feet. "The Elders had a change of heart. They decided to—"

Phoebe appeared in the doorway. "Hey Piper, have you seen C—" she stopped in shock, took two steps and tried to say something, but no words formed and her mouth hung open.

Piper walked over and grabbed onto her, as she looked like she might faint, as 'Prue' turned around to face them. "Um Piper, maybe we should have her sit down."

Piper was still staring at her with an equal mixture of shock and suspiciousness. Yes, she was thrilled to see Prue, but beneath her shock and total happiness, something wasn't right. She nodded and they helped Phoebe over to the couch.

"Piper, is she-i-is this real?" Phoebe asked, looking at her older sister.

Piper grabbed her shoulder. "I-I don't know, Pheebs, really I don't. She…just appeared from nowhere." Her eyes focused on one sister, then the other repeatedly. How could she be back? Th-they'd tried so many times to summon her, but got nothing.

'Prue' saw her suspicious expression and backed away slightly. The witch's memories were still implanting in her brain and her powers wouldn't be anything like the real Prue's no matter how hard she tried.

She'd had three years of experience after all. The demon had less than an hour.

It was very nerve-wracking. She didn't want to blow this chance. She pursed her lips a bit before she spoke. "I understand that this is hard on you, me coming back after two years. Especially when I'm not really alive and—"

Phoebe cocked an eyebrow. "You're a Whitelighter? That's strange."

She rested her hands on her hips and Phoebe sighed. Here we go, again. Mother Prue's back. "I died helping someone. Dr. Griffiths, remember? Typically, that wouldn't qualify me for this, you're right, but these are special circumstances."

Piper stood. "Yeah? What kind? How special?" she asked in an irritated tone.

'Prue' backed up. "Piper, don't do this to me! I want this to work too, but it's never going to if we always butt heads."

She really hadn't expected them to be so tense, but they were smart. And as far as the Elders were concerned, she had to think of what to do. The real Prue was still up there and probably pretty pissed right about now. She only hoped Kali had a plan for her and them.

"You want to be Super Witch again, don't you?" Piper asked. Over the last two years, she'd really taken a liking to being the oldest and wisest, but now with Prue back she'd be in the middle again. Invisible. A nobody.

'Prue' looked at her feet. She didn't have the intuition, but thought it was best not to step up to the lead role again. She looked at Piper, noticing how hurt she looked. Not exactly ready to cry, but not okay either.

Piper bit her lip struggling and sighed. "If you want to be a Super Witch I can't stop you..."

'Prue' stepped up to her and was surprised when Piper fell into her arms. Cautiously, she wrapped her arms around the woman she didn't know. In truth, witches repulsed her, but she had to play a convincing role.

She looked up, seeing Phoebe crying. She smiled small and uttered the words she knew she longed to hear. "It's okay Piper. I don't have to be the leader or even a Super Witch. I'll just help you."

She pulled back. "Really? You mean it?"

She smiled wider. "Absolutely. You're in command. Of the kitchen and demon battles. I'll offer wisdom and power, but I'll go by your standards."

Piper smiled. "Thanks, Prue."

Her eyes shined red as she looked to the floor. "No problem."

"Melinda Halliwell?" A voice asked behind her.

She turned around in her bed innocently. She rubbed fake sleep from her eyes and blinked at the lights. "Yes..."

Odin scowled. "Or should I call you Kali?"

She rolled her eyes and glared. "What do you want?" she spoke in annoyance.

"We're putting you on trial."

"But why?" She demanded as he gripped her arms.

"Prue Halliwell wants a word with you." He responded with a sigh.

She tried to fight against his grasp as he orbed her 'Up There'.

Prue gave her niece a glare. "How dare you! You've put my sisters through so much turmoil already just by shape-shifting into me!"

Kali gave a lazy yawn, rolling her weight on one foot. "I didn't. She did." She gave a slow smile before disappearing in a shimmer.

She reappeared beside an Elder. She dug her hands in his pockets, pulling out the golden satchel with the memory dust. She took a handful and threw it up in the air, making sure it landed on everyone.

"You will forget that the shape-shifter looks like Prue Halliwell and is currently 'Down There'. Prue Halliwell is granted Whitelighter powers to help her sisters by your orders."

They all nodded in unison.

"What are you doing?" Prue asked angrily.

Kali shrugged. "Oh, you know. Getting rid of the Charmed Ones. Just what every demon does." She shimmered towards Prue, grabbing her arm tightly and shimmered her down to the Underworld.

She shoved her aunt to the cave floor in front of her servant. "Lock her away somewhere and make sure she can't contact anyone." She commanded. "I'll deal with her later."

"No! Wait!" she pleaded as the servant knocked her to the ground. She got to her hands and knees, but was pushed back down. "Wait…" she whispered.

Kali was rather amused. She didn't think anyone was who dead could put up that much of a fight. She turned back to her. "What is it?" she dropped to her knees, after seeing her servant bind Prue's hands behind her back. She raised her chin with a finger. "What do you want with me?"

"Why are you really doing this?" she hissed through clenched teeth, her shoulder had to be dislocated thanks to that last shove. "Who are you angry at? Me? Piper? Or your mother? Ah!" she screamed when her chin crashed to the cavern floor from Kali not being there.

"You know nothing about me! Do not assume anything!" Kali yelled. "Servant!" He pulled the witch from the ground. Kali stepped up right to her face. "I'm not a goody-two-shoes, nothing like you! I could kill you instantly." She formed an energy ball and held it to her face. "Remember that. Take her!"

"Yes, My Liege! Come witch." And they were gone.

Later that night…

Piper, Phoebe, and 'Prue' sat quietly in the kitchen. The crying was over, making all of their throats hurt as they sobbed. They filled 'Prue' in on everything that had happened and 'Prue' had done the same with her becoming a Whitelighter.

Orbs formed in the middle of the kitchen, disappearing to show Paige. "Sorry, guys. I got here as soon as I could, but the Elders we're having some trouble with memory loss. Something about a Whitelighter, I don't know."

"It's okay." Piper brushed it off. "We just thought maybe you would like to meet someone."

Paige noticed the dark haired stranger and smiled in welcome. "Hey. I'm Paige Mathews." She held out her hand for the woman to shake.

'Prue' smiled. "Hi, Paige. It's nice to meet you." She shook her outstretched hand. "I'm Prue."

Paige let her hand fall limply to the side in shock. "Prue? As in...the Prue."

"Well, I don't know about the, but I am Prue." She grinned, chuckling.

"Yes." Phoebe confirmed. "That's Prue. She became a Whitelighter, crazy, huh?"

"Very." Paige said suspiciously. "It's actually really weird, because, they don't let witches become Whitelighters. Or at least last time I heard."

'Prue' paused. "They've made an exception. I did something pretty important in my life."

Paige glared. "Every witch does something 'pretty important' in their life."

"I guess I did something very important then." She snapped.

"Oh." Paige said stupidly. "Hey, Piper, Phoebe, can I talk to you...in private?"

"Sure." Piper said and Paige Orbed them both up to the attic.

"You can't be believing this!" Paige said. "That is a demon. He's trying to trick you. That isn't Prue!"

"We have to, Paige. She's our sister." Phoebe insisted with happy tears in her eyes. "She's finally come back."

Piper nodded wearily. "She...she seems legit. She has orbs and memories. If it was a demon, he went the whole nine yards."

Paige sighed exasperatedly. "I can't believe you're falling for this. Again. How many times have demons done this to us before?" She paused, letting out another breath of air, before continuing, "I...I'm going to go talk to Leo. Or somebody." Before they could say anything she Orbed away.

"You're all a bunch of pansies. The Charmed Ones. You're afraid of the Charmed Ones. No! You should be afraid of me! I am the Source. I have double the Charmed power!" Kali glared at the nervous demons that stood in front of her. "I will not let Good rule over us anymore. The Charmed Ones are nothing! It's time we kick them off their high horses."

A demon rolled his eyes. "We aren't attacking the Charmed Ones become you have mommy issues, Kali."

She watched with a gleam in her eye as he into flames, screaming bloody murder. "Anyone else want to object?"

"I'd rather die by the hands of you than be humiliated by the Charmed Ones." A demon spoke up. "Kill me."

She didn't object, conjuring a dagger and throwing it with grace right towards his heart. Once turned to ash, she expectantly looked around the room of demons.

"The plan is to attack the Charmed power at their home. We'll all attack at once, the witches won't expect a thing. I can cast a no Orbing spell onto their home. They won't be able to get out. We'll kill them all."

"And then what?"

"And then nothing." She glared before they could object. "I just want them dead, like all of you."

A demon looked at her before bowing down and the rest followed.

Piper found herself staring at the ceiling, lying on her back. She furrowed her eyebrows because it wasn't her bedroom ceiling. She looked over to find Prue lying limply on the ground next to her.

"P-Prue?" She asked, fear making her voice tremble. "Prue, wake up. Prue!"

Prue looked up at her, her gray eyes frantic. "Piper."

"Thank God!" Piper cried. She hugged her older sister tight. "I was so afraid I'd lost you."

"Piper, I am lost. S-She captured me. It's taking so much energy to astral-project into your dream right now."

"W-What?" Piper asked. "Prue, you're not making any sense."

Prue propped herself up on her elbow. "Piper. The little girl. The blonde girl. She captured me. I-I'm in the Underworld. Help me! I can't get out. My powers aren't working."

"What are you talking about? What little girl?"

Before she could answer, Prue's body flickered and disappeared in a light red light.

"Paige." A voice whispered in her ear. She was in a sparkling white abyss. There was nothing in here, but herself and a voice. "Paige."

"Hello?" She asked. "Who are you? Show yourself!"

"I can't." She answered. "I'm too drained of power. It's Prue, Paige."

"Prue?" She questioned. "Why are you in my head?"

"I came here to tell you, you were right, Paige. That person isn't me. It's a shape-shifter doing the bidding of the Source. I'm in the Underworld. I'm locked up by this little blonde haired girl. I can't get out. My powers aren't working!"

"How am I supposed to trust you when I can't even see you?"

"Oh, will you stop! I'm Prue. Believe me. And I need help. Help me!"

"How?"

"Find me and free me. I told you, I'm in the Underworld." The voice didn't respond to anything else, for it was gone.

Phoebe rolled over in bed and something caused her to sit up. It was like her instincts were telling her something. She opened her eyes, but saw only blackness.

"What is it?" she whispered. Suddenly, she felt herself disappearing. It felt like a million Athames were being plunged into her back and the suction was so great and painful that she had to squeeze her eyes close in an attempt to block the tears. Wherever she was going, she had a feeling she wouldn't like it.

She landed on the gound with a hard thud and surveyed her surroundings. This place, she'd read about it in the Book of Shadows. It was Purgatory.

"But if this really is Purgatory, why am I here?" she asked aloud. "Who brought me here?" she shouted.

"Phoebe." A voice called from far away. "Phoebe."

"What?" she asked following the voice. She walked until something caught her ankle and tripped her. "Ow!" she fell to her knees and was pulled into a Premonition…

"What are you doing?" Prue asked angrily.

Kali shrugged. "Oh, you know. Getting rid of the Charmed Ones. Just what every demon does." She shimmered towards Prue, grabbing her arm tightly and shimmered her down to the Underworld.

She shoved her aunt to the cave floor in front of her servant. "Lock her away somewhere and make sure she can't contact anyone." She commanded. "I'll deal with her later."

"No! Wait!" she pleaded as the servant knocked her to the ground. She got to her hands and knees, but was pushed back down. "Wait…" she whispered.

When the vision ended, she stared into green eyes. "Prue? How are you here? You're at the house asleep."

The green eyes teared up as if they were saying no.

"Were you the one who brought me here?" she asked while untangling her ankle and standing. "Because I needed to know that. But what does it mean? Can't you tell me?"

The eyes cried and Phoebe could've sworn they said "Too weak…help" though she had no idea why.

And as soon as she was down there, she appeared in her bed. She threw the covers off, ran over, and opened her door, seeing both Piper and Paige about to knock . . .

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Author's note: So what do you think? What will happen now?

Reviews are much appreciated. Please?

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