I'm ever so sorry for the delay. I got fast tracked in my English and Media lessons, so it meant extra work. But I am back! And will be writing to apologize. I have written a couple of chapters, so there won't be long for the next ones. Bear with me!
Brooke, Prue and Phoebe where slumped in the attic, they had to figure out a vanquish, this demon could kick ass, and next time they needed to be prepared.
"Maybe we could use a vanquish already in the book?" Prue suggested. Sending the pages flying at considerable speed. "Piper! Have we got any ginger root?" She yelled. They heard a bang, an Ow from Piper and the draws been flung open angrily.
"No! Why?" Piper said. Prue yelled her explanation down the stairs and turned to Phoebe.
"Right, I'll just pop down to the shops and-" Prue began to say.
"No way!" Phoebe and Brooke exclaimed, jumping up.
"You have to go to Quake with Andy, Brooke will get the ginger" Phoebe said.
"Yeah! Wait, why me?" Brooke asked.
"Oh, just go and get it Brooke. And get me a bottle of coke to" Phoebe said. Handing five dollars over. "Right Cinderella, let's get you ready for the time of your life" Phoebe said carting Prue from the attic. Brooke sighed.
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Brook walked down the back alley cautiously, she was gonna get this ginger root and coke and get out of here, this place gave her the creepers. She reached the shop and picked the ginger root up, next to her stood a figure in a long brown jacket, the type those old detective's wore in those movies. His face was covered by an hat but Brooke could her that his nose was incredibly long, someone had been telling porky pies.
Once Brooke left the man approached the counter. He looked at the tobacco products before shaking his head.
"'Scuse me, are you gonna buy something. It's just I have to shut soon" The till worker said irritably. The man looked up and removed his hat, showing the parchment like skin that hung like drapes from his sallow face. His eyes, blood red and snake like darted around. The man behind the till took a step back. "What the..." He murmured in shock.
The demon laughed, drew his hand back and sent an energy ball flying into the man's chest. He threw his hat down onto the body, walked to the door, put the closed sign to the front and stepped out. Time for his second kill.
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Brooke had started to sprint down the alley. Seriously though, this place felt wrong to her. It was only when she felt the first drop of rain fall from the sky she realised she was been followed. She daren't turn round. She quickened her step and carried on. She heard a puddle splash. She carried on when she remembered, she was a witch for Christ sake! She could take on whatever was happening. She spun round and... Oh, it was a cat. She shook her head at her own stupidity and turned back round. And then she screamed.
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Prue was sat with Andy at Quake, they were joking about the good old days when they were at high school, and they had managed to get onto the time when they went to prom together. Prue found herself laughing at nearly everything Andy said and was drinking more than she had in months.
"Remember that time when we skipped school to go out together?" Andy asked. Prue nodded and took another sip of her drink.
"Grams went mental" Prue said.
"Mom wasn't too happy either" Andy said. He put his hand over Prue's and Prue found herself going red. He leant forward "Shall we go somewhere else?" He whispered into her ear.
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Brooke found herself flying across the air and landed in a pile of discarded wood. She rubbed her head and found blood scattered across her hand. She groaned as she got up and felt the ground spinning, she needed to be sick. Like now...
"So you're the infamous Brooklyn Halliwell" The demon murmured. Brooke shook her head and rubbed her eyes.
"Yeah... why?" She asked. Sounding way to much like Lauren from the Catherine Tate show. Not that anyone round here knew about that show, a good eight years to early yet.
"I heard you took on one of my warriors. Nearly won. That never happens" Baggy face said.
"Okay, next time I'll kick his sorry ass shall I?" Brooke said trying to sound hard and stand up as tall as possible. Only resulting in making herself feel worse.
"Only if you survive right here. Right now" The demon said, flinging another fireball at her.