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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 10, 2005 9:48:18 GMT -5
Before beginning, I want to thank Prue and Dantay for encouraging me through the writing of this, my first fan fic. You guys ROCK! Do you like alternate realities? DO you like plots that make you go 'hmmmmm'? Have you ever wished Paige and Prue could meet? ;D I hope to write more soon, but let me know what you think!
**Some characters have been created to fill in gaps, (Plaxen, alternate versions of existing characters) depending on the alternate reality being referenced. ALL CHARACTERS from the WB's Charmed are of course, not my own.
PROLOGUE/TEASER
From a reality that is slightly different, the Seer hatches a plan to resurrect the spawn of the Source. In this reality, Cole was completely vanquished (rather than just his demon side) by an angry witch who sought revenge against Balthazar, but not before he impregnated Phoebe. At this time, Cole was being controlled by the Source, but the sisters were never able to find all that out, because events in this reality changed it's outcome.
INTERIOR: Alternate Underworld
The Seer's eyes were glossed over white: She was having trouble seeing the future clearly. Concentrating, she finally saw a vague image of Phoebe. In her vision, Phoebe is at a doctor's office, sitting patiently waiting for the doctor to return. When he enters the room, He notifies her that she is pregnant, and Phoebe bursts into tears. "The father..." she said, and then can't complete her sentence. The Seer's vision shifted, and she sees Phoebe with a son, about three years of age. "... gonna need to control the fire thing." Phoebe said, while dumping water on one of her child's toys, now ablaze. The Seer's vision shifted more, and Phoebe looked different, as did the child. Phoebe is horrified, as the child approaches her in the attic. The child's eyes are black. The two eldest Halliwell sisters were also in the vision, attempting to stop the child from attacking. The Seer was confused. "Prudence?" She said aloud. "But Shaxx killed her..." And then it all became more clear to her. "Ahhhh..." she said, and went about concocting a potion to summon.
Plaxen, I call out to thee From every reality Come forth so I may see your face I command you now Obey me now!
A cloud of blue and purple smoke and sparks appeared and after clearing, revealed a demon, very manlike except for his eyes, which were distinctly four different colors.
Plaxen was perplexed. "Seer? You banished me centuries ago to a reality where nothing exists. Why do you conjure me now?"
The Seer blinked a few times, trying to re-conjure the images, but can't. "I'm not sure, but I think I have glimpsed realities other than my own." "That's hardly of interest to me," Plaxen observed, "but if it releases me from that nothingness, I will offer you my guidance." The Seer was suddenly weak, and felt the need to sit, something which she almost never did. "In my vision," she began, "The eldest sister in the charmed ones still lives. I believe, although this part isn't very clear, that there is also a child I see, and he is of great power. He belongs to the empath, Phoebe." Plaxen sat with her, and placed his hand on her shoulder. This venerable side to The Seer was very disarming, even for a demon. She continued. "In each vision, the child is very different, good, then evil. He can create fire at will, and his eyes..." Plaxen was growing more interested, for he was starting to see a role that he could play that might keep him out of his version of hell for longer. "...His eyes were those of The Source."
Plaxen spoke now, as an expert of sorts. "I have a little knowledge of alternate realities, as you know, Seer. What you saw, which you have a magical gift indeed if you can glimpse this, were windows to other realities. Those which spun off the minute something of importance could go either way." The Seer was frustrated. "Yes, yes, I know all of that, Plaxen. What's important to me is that this means in some reality, my plan must have succeeded. The child of The Source was born to Phoebe Halliwell, and he will be capable of destroying The Charmed Ones, and so much more!"
Plaxen considered this.
"And what role will I play in this, Seer?" He asked, crossing his legs and arms. His eyes changed their colors to four completely new ones.
"You," She began, arising and approaching her cauldron, "you are going to make the task of finding exactly which reality it is that The Source can be reborn much, much easier." "And how will I do that, Seer?" Plaxen asked, rising to join her at the fire. "It will only be temporary, but the only way to make sure I end up in the right alternate reality, I need you to combine them all. Let them exist all at once, all together. Once I retrieve The Source's child, simply put it all back!" The Seer, usually a rational creature, seemed possessed somehow, as if she was a mad scientist creating life. Plaxen was, to say the least, concerned. "If we do that, Seer, even I could not begin to fathom what will be unleashed! All the evil we've done could be undone, demons that were our strongest foes could still exist. Literally anything is fair game." "You are the only one that can do this, and IT IS THE ONLY WAY!" The Seer shouted in a burst of anger. "I..." Plaxen began sheepishly, "I will do your bidding, Seer. But it must be done carefully and slowly, one at a time. And you must act quickly once you've found the child. The longer realities stay blended, the more chance that one will prevail. No one knows what that might be, good or evil. You must allow me to return things quickly. " "So you will travel with me?" SHe asked. "Yes. Only I, as you said, can do this properly, so that balance such as it is in your reality can be restored." "Good. Because this reality isn't so grand, Plaxen. Evil isn't losing, but The Charmed Ones are a force to be reckoned with. They have given life to the most powerful child known, and if we are to win, The Source must be revived and placed in his rightful seat of power once again." Plaxen nodded, then began the spell.
The Seer's eyes clouded over again, as she tried to conjure images of the reality she was seeking to infiltrate.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Piper's eyes opened to the sound of construction somewhere on Prescott outside the manor. Waking up was already hard enough to do, as she had been up since 3:am demon hunting. She groaned, arose, and admired her growing belly in the full length mirror. "Sweet little Chris..." She thought outloud. "you're such a piss-ant when you grow older, I hope you're at least an agreeable baby!" She nooded at the Piper in the mirror. The Piper in the mirror nodded back.
On her way to the bathroom, Piper randomly thought of Prue, as she often did. This time, she was silently thanking her older sister for giving up her own bedroom when Piper and Leo decided to stay in the manor. Pregnant lady or not, fighting with Phoebe and Paige in the morning for bathroom time was almost more difficult than fighting demons. After getting dressed in one of the maternity dresses Paige had picked out when she was pregnant with Wyatt, Piper felt the need to again look in the mirror. Blech. Maternity-wear was so fluffy. She absently adjusted the ruffles on her collar. The Piper in the mirror did the same. She nodded at her reflection. And then a strange thing happened, making Piper wonder if she might need to go back to bed. The Piper in the mirror returned to fluffing a sleave treatment. Speachless, and a little weak, Piper wasn't suprised when her legs went out from under her and she fell to the floor. She was less suprised when the same thing didn't happen to the Piper in the Mirror. "Crap." She said, a fluffy mess of pregnantness on the floor.
"You rang?" Chris said, orbing in. Piper was startled again and reacted with a throaty gasp. "Actually," she said, hitting at his shins with her oversized blue sleaved arm, "I said 'crap', but you'll have to do. Help me up." Chris did what his mother told him to. "Chris, are you watching over me?" Piper asked directly. No need to beat around the bush. "No!" He said, defensively, "I just.." he began to grow flustered. "I just listen for when you call." He said, with finale, and crossed his arms. "Well, I'm actually glad you're here." Piper allowed, grabbing Chris and standing again in front of the mirror. The Piper and Chris in the mirror stood facing them. Piper tugged on her left earlobe. The Piper and Chris in the mirror stood motionless, simply facing them. "See?" Piper exclaimed, at the same time the Piper in the mirror did. "Huh," Chris said and waved his left hand. The Piper and Chris in the mirror were still having a conversation, but a second or two later, the mirror Chris waved his right hand. "So what the hell is that?" She asked, and looked at her son, here from the future, to answer her question.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "... and if you think that's funny, ask me about my wife's headaches..."The morning radio announcer spoke loudly and chuckled heartily, greeting San Francisco residents with a good morning joke. Phoebe hit the snooze button and whimpered. Morning's were never really her thing. She remembered in high school, she always missed most of first period because she would lock her bedroom door and ignore her older sisters attempts to rouse her.
Eventually, Prue had gotten hold of a skeleton key and waking Phoebe became a lot easier.
As she layed and reflected on the days when the biggest thing she had to worry about in her day was whether or not her lip gloss matched her Doc Martins, or if she was going to have to punch another girl in the eye for calling her "Freebee," Phoebe compared those days with the days of present: Fighting demons daily. Protecting her twice blessed nephew from turning evil one day and bullying his younger brother back in time to stop him, while writing advice for the mortal majority. Her days were so much less complicated back then.
As Phoebe began to arise and reach for her cell phone to call Elyse, she heard a knock at the door. Out of habit, she yelled "Come in, Piper." What she heard next got her more than a little confused. "Phoebe, what the hell did you do to my room?" That voice... it wasn't Piper nor Paige. But it was her sister. Was she imagining things?" "Prue?" She said, not even believing she was calling her oldest, fallen sisters name as if she could be on the other side of that door. "No, it's the great freaking pumpkin. Why the hell is Paige in my room?" Huh? I thought we all agreed she was going to stay at her apartment for the time being!" Not only was it Prue, but she was shouting. Apartment? As Phoebe got out of bed and crossed the room, she heard the voice continue. "This is fantastic. Paige isn't exactly still new at this, but I know it would be good for her to live in the manor. I just thought we discussed this. I can't believe----" As Phoebe opened the door abruptly, hoping to see her long lost sibling on the other side, even if she was ranting about something that didn't make sense, she was presented with an empty hallway.
After a moment of confusion, Phoebe saw Piper's door open, which once was Prue's. But a rather pregnant Piper, assisted by Chris, was coming out of the room instead and headed for the attic. "You didn't think mentioning alternate realities was the slightest bit important?" She was shouting, seemingly at Chris, as they ascended the attic stairs. "What the hell did you come back from the future for, anyway???" "Ya know, Mom, I don't need this!" Chris was shouting back. Phoebe looked around outside her bedroom door. No Prue, anywhere in the hallway. And she was late for work. She darted back into her room, grabbed her cell phone and resolved to figure out later what her dead sister had been ranting about. Somehow, it seemed very important.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Annoyed that construction work was going on outside, Paige had awoken and showered early, to beat her older sister to the bathroom before it was occupied for the remainder of the morning. She had brewed an entire pot of coffee, drank two cups, and was now getting ready to face the day with optimism. She really believed they were close to finding out who was going to corrupt Wyatt soon. And she had a few leads to follow up on at magic school. She orbed over quickly, stopping by the kitchen downstairs first for a bagel. When she arrived in the main halls of the school, she saw that she had just missed Gideon, which almost gave her a sigh of relief. Gideon gave her the creeps. And what was worse, he was looking particularly sinister this morning, with his hair all slicked back and the lights of magic school somehow less bright than usual. As she looked around, Paige noticed that Magic School was actually quite a bit different. There were battle axes on the walls, where books used to be. There were potions, but with elemental ingredients lying about that could be volitile if put together. The floors were marred with smudge marks where burns had occured. You could see a few of those on the Halliwell kitchen floor if you looked close enough. Paige was not sure what was going on, but she was suddenly afraid that Cole had somehow sucked her into another alternate reality. She grew all at once very defensive and aware of her surroundings. Paige was a survivor, having grown up as an only child. And speaking of children, she saw across the hallway a small boy, dark haired and dark eyed, advancing toward her with an intent look on his face. Paige thought it might be a student of magic school, lost in whatever was going on here like she was. His dark eyes grew darker, and lost all white as he continued to advance upon her. Suddenly Paige no longer felt safe at all. The child stopped just five feet from her and stared. His eyes were solid black. "Where's my mother." He demanded, with a voice that could not possibly belong to a small child. Paige stared at him blankly. Was this another demon baby whose mother was vanquished? Paige remembered that the demonic baby that the sisters had protected from the Manicors had not been evil at all. But this child not only sounded unnervingly sinister, but he also looked and sounded very familiar all at once. She was just about to say something to the child, like "I don't freaking know" when out of nowhere, a demon advanced upon her from the left. Before she even had a chance to do anything but duck, the demon had vanished in flame, leaving nothing. "You're welcome. Now where's my mother." The child said. Paige wasn't usually one to run from a situation, but at this moment in time, she was so confused she couldn't possibly last very long here, wherever that was. Having delt with alternate realities once before, she decided the best thing to do would be to try to orb and get back to home, where things made sense. "I'm sorry," she said to the child. "Return her!" The boy said, and formed a fireball in his right hand. Paige orbed out, unsure if she would end up at home in her reality or this one again. At the moment, anything would be better.
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"... and if you think that's funny, ask me about my wife's headaches..."The morning radio announcer spoke loudly and chuckled heartily, greeting San Francisco residents with a good morning joke. Prue's eyes opened slowly, but she arose quickly to shake off the sleep of the night. She always had been an early riser, but demon fighting can keep you up pretty late. She hopped into the shower, thankful that she had beaten both Phoebe and Cole to the bathroom. Who would have guessed, she thought, that I would end up the single one. The oldest sister, turned spinster. As she wrapped herself in a towel and wiped off the mirror above the sink, she saw for a second a reflection that looked like Paige but with red, shorter hair. Odd. She briefly wondered if she was having a premonition, and if her powers were maybe growing again. SHe decided to phone her youngest sister at her office after breakfast to see if she had infact dyed her hair. It looked kinda fabulous!
She entered her bedroom and closed the door, moving to the mirror to begin combing out her hair.
A moment later, bluish white orbs floated behind her. And then, there was Paige, in her room. "So you didn't color your hair?" was all Prue could think to ask. Paige was stunned at what she had orbed into after her hasty retreat from magic school: Was she in Prue's room?? All she could do was look at the older sister she had never met before. This day was getting weirder and weirder. "Well? I kinda thought it looked good, actually." Prue said. "This hairstyle is cute too though. I guess I don't have premonitions afterall." "So, this isn't my room?" Paige asked cautiously. Prue blinked, not sure what she meant. "Wait, this is still your room because you never..." she looked at Prue and minded her next words. "... went anywhere." "Huh?" Prue asked, and cocked her head to one side. "Oh lady, we're in trouble." Paige said. "Did Phoebe offer you my room? My god, leave the manor for one lousy week on a photo shoot and suddenly they rent out your room!" Prue slammed the hairbrush on the vanity, looked apologetically at Paige and stormed out of the room. "Phoebe!" She called out from the hallway. Paige orbed out again, desperately hoping that this was a fluke and she could get back to her reality soon.
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 10, 2005 9:51:29 GMT -5
**************Back to reality: This next chapter is written again from Season 6, where Piper's pregnant with Chris. We last left them ascending the attic stairs in search of information about alternate realities. __________________________________
"What the hell did you come back from the future for, anyway???" "Ya know, Mom, I don't need this!" Chris was shouting back.
As the ascended the attic stairs, Piper was tempted to smack her youngest son. It always seemed that he wouldn't volunteer information until it was too late. She just assumed that a person from the future wouldn't be so inept at times. Unless it wasn't ineptitude, but instead, that he was hiding something. "Chris, is this another one of your 'I shoulda told you sooner' stunts?" She asked, opening the book of shadows and looking him in the eye. He looked down, but more from the guilt of lying to her in the past than now. "No." He said sheepishly. "Because Chris," Piper begain, "I swear, son of mine or not, I will blow you up if you're keeping any other secrets from me." Chris always secretly admired his mother for her bluntness. "Mom, I swear." "I'm still not used to you calling me Mom, but i think I like it." Piper winked, and then began flipping through the book.
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RETURNING TO THE IN ITAL REALITY IN THE PROLOGUE: The Seer's Layer, She is intent on stealing the child of The Source and Phoebe Halliwell, Peter that exists in a reality other than her own. Peter is four years old, and has unimaginable power, So the Seer has called upon Plaxen, an upper level demon that she vanquished because he had the ability to exist in any alternate reality and was a threat to balance. Plaxen has begun intermingling timelines or realities, starting first with those that spun off as a direct effect of some of the actions of the Halliwell sisters. The Seer hopes to find the reality in which the child of power exists and retrieve him, so that she may resurrect The Source.
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"I see..." The Seer said, "the realm in which the child lives." Her eyes were their usual 'vision white'. "The dimension I seek is one in which I am alive, but Cole Turner nor Balthazar exists. He was destroyed by an angry witch who sought revenge against his demon side. The child has been raised to the best of Phoebe Halliwell's abilities, along with the good influence of her sisters. The eldest is also dead in this reality, but Paige's powers are much more advanced." "We must be careful then," Plaxen said. "for the child will be swayed toward good." "Ahh, but you see," The Seer continued, "The child has recently turned quite evil. They are starting to lose their control over him already. " She closed her eyes for a second, then opened to reveal the vision white again. "Soon, as worlds begin colliding, the chaos will allow me to procure him. He is already stumbling through different realities as we speak. He has just entered the universe directly parallel to this one, where good and evil are reversed." "What else do you see?" Plaxen plied her. "He's confused. He is looking for his mother. The Source is strong with him now." "Then I should go to magic school, to retrieve the child." The Seer considered this. "We will go together. Are we protected by your spell?" "Not at all, Seer." Plaxen replied frankly. "It is a risk we must still take, for this must come to pass!" The Seer said. "This reality that I reside in cannot continue to exist this way." "There is a reality much like this one, Seer, in which you do not exist. Perhaps you want too much?" Plaxen observed. "I would hope that, if The Source is dead in that reality, that I would not want to exist there either." ______________________________________
IN THE NEIGHBORING REALITY WHERE EVERYTHING IS INTACT AS OF SEASON 6, (Toward the end, unaltered timeline)
As Phoebe opened the door abruptly, hoping to see her long lost sibling on the other side, even if she was ranting about something that didn't make sense, she was presented with an empty hallway.
Phoebe's day was getting weird. In the elevator, she swore she had run into Caroline, the advice columnist that used to work at The Mirror before Phoebe took the job. On the way into her office, She saw what looked like Jason in a conference room as she passed the door. If he was buying the paper back, she wondered if that meant he forgave her? Why wouldn't he have called to say he was back in town? Or was she losing her mind? It seemed to Phoebe that getting yelled at by her dead sister was weird. But if you see people that can't be there, all day long, then you are either crazy, or magic is trying to tell you something.
She hoped it was the latter.
"Phoebe," Elyse said when Phoebe entered her office, "did you fly in with Jason?" "What?" Phoebe said. "Jason and I broke up, Elyse. That isn't even funny." Elyse looked puzzled. "You did?" Pheobe just stood there, blinking. Something was wrong. She began fake coughing, as she turned around quickly and muttered "I have to go... SICK!" and slammed the door behind her. As she passed the conference room, she planned on looking in to see if Jason could shed some light on the weirdness. The conference room was empty.
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 10, 2005 9:53:08 GMT -5
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As Prue approached Phoebe's door, she began wondering if she really might be being a pregnant dog about things. Pissed off or not, she really didn't like the idea of barging in on Phoebe and Cole and starting the day with a war. Nevertheless, Just because she was the only person in the household or for that matter the whole damned family that was still single, that didn't give her sisters the right to rent out her room to Paige. Seniority should count for something, dammit. Paige had only been around for four years. If they wanted to talk about finishing the room in the basement, or the attic, that would be fine. It occurred to her that, if either of her sisters ever got pregnant, that she would probably be forced to move out. That revived her anger a bit. She pounded on Phoebe's door. "Open up!" She said. "Phoebe! Phoebe called out "Come in Piper." Do I not even exist anymore? Prue wondered. "Phoebe, what the hell did you do to my room?" She was about to just barge in. There was a moment of silence, then a man's voice in the room. That didn't sound like Cole. "Look, I know Paige is family and all, but there just isn't room-----" The door abruptly opened, but rather than Phoebe being on the other side, it was a stranger. Prue was immediately on the defensive. She flicked her hand, and with very little effort flung the invador across the room and into a wardrobe. Smugly, she looked at her sister. Phoebe was furious. Prue, confused, ran over to her and said, "See now if Cole was here instead of off at the Law Office, I wouldn't have to be the one to always protect you." "Prue, what the hell are you doing?" Phoebe asked. "Miles are you okay?" She called out, and ran to the man crumpled on the floor. "Miles?" Prue asked. "Yes! Jesus, Prue you threw him through the wardrobe! Who did you think he was?" Prue glanced at the man again, utterly confused. "Whose Miles? Where is Cole?" "COLE?" Phoebe helped Miles off the floor, and he began to regain consciousness. "Prue, he's gone. Whatever this obsession is with Cole, you vanquished him yourself. He's not coming back!" Both Sisters were equally confused. Miles spoke up. "Is there any chance that there's coffee?"
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "In each vision, the child is very different, good, then evil. He can create fire at will, and his eyes..." Plaxen was growing more interested, for he was starting to see a role that he could play that might keep him out of his version of hell for longer. "...His eyes were those of The Source." ******
Reality Shift.
In the billiard room, in the Halliwell manor that Balthezar had taken over, The Seer shivered. "What is it, Seer?" Phoebe asked her. "I can't see."
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In her layer, in the reality in which The Source had been vanquished, but The Seer had not, The Seer Shivered. "What is it, Seer?" A nearby demon asked. "I can't see."
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In the reality in which good is evil and evil is good, The Good Seer shivered. "What is it, Seer?" The Source of all Good asked. "I can't see."
Reality Shift
While she was feeding her daughter and waiting for Jason to get home from a conference at The Mirror, Phoebe Halliwell had time to put the finishing touches on her column. Elyse will love this one, she thought, since it deals with the relationship that an older woman is having with a younger man. The front door opened. At first, she thought nothing of it. Then, Prudence, her daughter, looked up and said "Mama!" But she wasn't looking directly at her. "Honey, Mama's over here! Is that Daddy?" "Oh god," A voice came from behind her that was... hers. Phoebe turned around to see herself, but with short hair still and no wedding ring. "This can't be good." Phoebe said to Phoebe at the same time.
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Shift Realities... AGAIN!
"Oh lady, we're in trouble." Paige said. "Did Phoebe offer you my room? My god, leave the manor for one lousy week on a photo shoot and suddenly they rent out your room!" Prue slammed the hairbrush on the vanity, looked apologetically at Paige and stormed out of the room. "Phoebe!" She called out from the hallway. Paige orbed out again, desperately hoping that this was a fluke and she could get back to her reality soon.
Prue was about to lose her mind. Who in the hell was Miles? WHere was Cole? It's not like she missed him or anything, but how had she gone to bed the night before when Cole lived in the house and Paige's hair was normal and she was still in her apartment, and today, everything was different. Things got even weirder when she started to go down the stairs and there was a child there she didn't recognize. THe child had black eyes, and looked very angry. "My Mother. Where is she?" The child blinked a few times, suddenly confused at who he was looking at. So was Prue, who instinctively wanted to telekinetically flick him off the stairs, but didn't because he was a child. Instead, she knelt to his eye level cautiously. She thought it was possible that this child might be an answer to the weirdness afoot. "Why don't we start by looking for her together?" SHe asked. "I had you murdered, Prudence. How are you here now?" This was a four year old child! Prue was getting freaked out. He was speaking in a scary adult voice, so she rationalized that he deserved to get treated like an adult. She flicked him. Just a little. He didn't really budge. "Piper? PHoebe!?!" Phoebe ran out of her room, and behind her came COle. Miles had disappeared. Prue was losing it. Piper came out of her room too, wrapped in her sheet. "Do you mind? Leo and I are trying to make a..." She looked down. The child was now at the top of the stairs, observing the three sisters. "...child?" Then, out of nowhere, Paige orbed in. This was the Paige that belonged in this reality, so Prue was not a shock to her as before. "Good Morning Halliwells!" She said, and then saw the boy. "Great." "Why do you keep changing your hair?" Prue asked her. "Huh?" Paige said. "Mother!" The child yelled, in a booming voice. He ran to Phoebe's leg and held it, his eyes returning to a more human brown color. Cole looked at Phoebe. Piper looked at Prue. Paige looked at Piper. "Sheesh, we're obviously about to go into full blown crisis mode, lady, put some clothes on."
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ******************** "The dimension I seek is one in which I am alive, but Cole Turner nor Balthazar exists. He was destroyed by an angry witch who sought revenge against his demon side. The child has been raised to the best of Phoebe Halliwell's abilities, along with the good influence of her sisters. The eldest is also dead in this reality, but Paige's powers are much more advanced." "We must be careful then," Plaxen said. "for the child will be swayed toward good."
Reality Shift!
Piper couldn't understand why the reflection in the mirro seemed to have difficulty with the ability to stand, and Chris wasn't helping. As they walked down the stairs to the second floor, they were discussing alternate universes and the like when she came face to face with herself, wrapped only in a sheet. In the bedroom with Leo. This was especially odd, because Leo had been ordered to orb Wyatt away and protect him and hadn't returned from up there in quite some time. The sheeted Piper was just as confused. So was Leo. So was Chris. Piper addressed Piper first, which confused everyone else. "Okay, we've been through this before, you know and I know something's fishy." "I'll say!" Alternate Piper said. "Peter was right there, a minute ago, hugging Phoebe's leg like he hadn't seen her in years and no Phoebe and Cole are gone." "Cole?" Piper and Chris said together. Alternate Piper nodded, like that was the normal part of the story. "And that's not all! I saw Prue!" "I don't know about Prue, but if Chris is right, there might be an explanation for that. Cole died. So did Balthazar. That's why Phoebe's stuck raising this devil child in the first place." "Oh Crap." Both Pipers said at once. "It looks like alternate realities strike again. " Said Chris. "Yeah, but this time who's doing it?" Leo said. "I don't need you to agree with me, Leo." Chris said, still sore at his father for abandoning him. "Why are you angry at me? I don't even know who you are! Chris shrugged. "Figures. It's the same in any reality. I'll go look in the book." He said, and orbed out. "We just looked in the book!" Piper said. "You too need to REALLY work on your issues!" "Issues?" Alternate Piper asked. "Who is that?" "Our Son. Wyatt's brother." Alternate Leo and Piper spoke at the same time, "Who's Wyatt?" _________________________________ ##################
Plaxen was growing weaker, with each reality he blended. "You must act quickly, Seer. Go now!" The Seer was silent. "What are you waiting for?" "I..." The Seer reluctantly began... "I can't see."
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Paige orbed into the attic, hoping to find her own reality waiting for her. She saw Piper, very pregnant. She saw Chris. Things were looking up. They were looking through the book of shadows, and bickering like mother and son sometimes do. "If this is what I think it is, Paige was the only one who even remebered this in the future." "Great." Said Piper. "It is great, because here I am!" Said Paige, relieved to see her family again. "And boy do I have a story for you!" "Do tell," Piper said. "maybe we can get some light shed on all of this." "Lady, you don't even know the half of it." Paige began. "I've seen Gideon as a slickster, an evil demon baby, magic school as an armory and, are you ready for this? Prue." "PRUE?" Piper and Chris said together. "Yes. I haven't been able to orb back to the right reality all damned morning." Paige was genuinely at her wits end. "What did Prue say?" Piper asked, with hope in her voice. "She recognized me. Said I should be 'at home' somewhere. Said I changed my hair. Said I was in HER ROOM." "Oh, my god." Phoebe said, entering the attic and picking up on the conversation. "It was a premonition! I knew it! Prue is alive!" "I sorta don't think so." Paige said, hoping not to crush her other two sisters' spirits. "Why not?" Piper asked. "In some reality, I'm sure she survived." "Reality?" Phoebe asked. Then it all clicked. Caroline. Jason. The version of herself that she ran into in the living room with a daughter who disappeared shortly after. "Parallel Universes?" She hazzarded a guess. "You betcha!" Paige said, nodding sarcastically. "And now everyone's caught up. So what do we do?" CHris said impatiently. "You're the one with all the bright ideas, Future Boy, you tell us." Chris didn't have any idea where to start. Before they were even able to focus on the task at hand, a toddler walked into the attic, with his eyes blacked over. It was Peter Halliwell. Paige was the first to speak. "Demon baby! That's the one!" "Mother." The baby said, running over to Phoebe. His eyes returned to normal. "The kid is not my son!" Phoebe said. The child wouldn't let go of her leg.
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Just then, Cole shimmered into the attic. Both Phoebe and Paige attempted to advance, but the child wouldn't allow Phoebe to levitate. Literally. Cole looked unsure of what was going on. "Cole..." Paige began, "tell me you're as confused as we are." "Who cares? Blow him up, Piper!" Phoebe yelled. "Wait, Phoebe." Cole said. "That child..." Piper did as she was told. She wasn't going to wait for Cole to cause more damage than he already had all these years. Cole blew up, but reformed almost immediately. "If I'm right," He continued unfazed, "That child is ours, Phoebe. From a different reality." Phoebe looked down. The boy looked content. "Wha..." She began. "That's impossible." Paige cut her off. "If that child is Phoebe's, than the only father could be..." "The Source." The voice was not from anyone who had been in the room, rather it was the voice of another Paige. Everyone looked at the Alternate Paige, dressed all in black, black hair, black nails, the works. "I guess I'm a few steps ahead of everyone here," she said, walking into the group and facing her counterpart. "The boy is a child of The Source. Cole, in the reality in which he was born, you died before you even knew Phoebe was pregnant. Some angry witch got you." "Are you from that reality?" Chris asked. "Yes." She walked up to Peter and handed him a toy he seemed familiar with. "In my reality, we're raising him together. My sisters and I. His name is Peter." The child looked up. At once, Paige found herself surrounded with flowers, all of which fell to the ground. "He likes me." She said. "Peter." Cole said. "Makes sense. The Seer Predicted I would bear a magical son." "Yes, but she didn't predict that both you and she wouldn't be around to see it." "So she must be... oh no." Chris said. "WHAT?" PIper yelled. "What do you know this time?"
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The Seer's vision was slolwly returning. "I see him. We must act!" Plaxen was cautious. "If I leave this task unattended, it cannot be for long." "Then all the more reason." She grabbed his hand and they both disappeared. They reformed in a cloud of blue smoke at Magic School. The Seer made them invisible. "Now all that's left is to wait." She said.
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"What else do you see?" Plaxen plied her. "He's confused. He is looking for his mother. The Source is strong with him now."
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The child wasn't letting go. "Um, what do I do here?" Phoebe asked. Just then, Chris orbed in with Wyatt. Immediately, without anyone being able to control the situation fast enough, Wyatt's sheilds were activated and both Cole and the child were ejected from the family circle. Cole was thrown almost out the window, before shimmering out and returning at the base of the attic stairs. The child, having been thrown from it's mother, was thrown across the room. In mid air, the child's eyes returned to the deep black that they had been and he stopped, frozen moments before landing. He floated to the floor and turned to face his family and the child that had done this. Wyatt blinked. Peter was surrounded by crystals, and a cage was formed, keeping him from moving. The forcefield at once dropped. "Whoa." Chris said out loud. "Is that your son, Piper?" Cole asked. "Yeah, he packs quite a punch." She said. Phoebe seemed concerned, and approached the cage where the child was. The child was angry. Small things around the circle of crystals were bursting into tiny flames, that were growing rapidly into small fires. "Piper, freeze the room!" Both Paiges said, and then looked at eachother. Piper did so, causing Cole and Peter to freeze, as well as the fires. Phoebe walked over to a vase, removing the flowers and putting out the fires quickly with the water from inside. If we're gonna babysit this kid, he better get control over the whole fire thing." She said. Without any notice, the baby vanished, and, simultaniously, the cage disengaged. Everyone except Cole stood in a stance prepared for the worst. Cole still had a frozen puzzled look on his face. Nothing happened. The baby was just... gone. Piper looked at Wyatt. "Did you do that, little man?" She asked, cautiously. Wyatt looked oblivious, now focussing his attentions outside the window. Where there was now a dragon. _______________________
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"Where is Cole?" Phoebe asked. "He's been gone for hours." "Is that all you can ever think about, Pheebs?" Prue asked, pouring her a cup of coffee and sitting down at the table with her and Paige. "Pretty much," Paige said. "but who was that kid?" She asked. "Apparently, Phoebe and Cole make a demon baby in the future," Prue sketched, hastily, "who travelled back in time to hang out with his parents." She smiled smugly and looked at her sisters. "But meanwhile, what about all of your little outfit changes this morning?" Prue asked her youngest sister. "Your hair looks cute in the red, by the way." Paige looked at Prue. "Lady, What are you talking about?" "Cole is not a demon." Phoebe said, sipping her coffee. "Anymore." Paige said. "Enough." Piper said, entering the kitchen. "I'm sorry, did we interrupt your morning breeding?" Prue asked. Paige tapped her eldest half sister on the arm, as if to say 'hey, leave her alone.' Piper seemed unfazed. "Hey, if I'm going to have that daughter my vision said I would, I need to keep tryin'!" "Agreed." Paige said. "And the three of us are going to be her midwives!" Phoebe had to interject. "Okay, so back to the matter at hand? The DEMON BABY that calls me 'mother' and disappears?" "Oh yeah." Piper said. "Steal my thunder." "I'm sorry," Phoebe said, "but my husband, who up until this morning couldn't shimmer, looked at me, said he knew what was happening, and shimmered out. He shimmered. Like, poof." "Yeah, Demons do that." Paige said. Prue smiled and winked at her trouble-making sister. They both had an inherant distrust for Cole, and were not shy about it. "NOT A DEMON!" Phoebe yelled. Just then, Cole shimmered back in. At the same time, Another Cole entered the kitchen, holding a briefcase. "Sorry I had to leave so early this morning---" He began. And then he saw the other Cole. Cole 1's briefcase dropped, as Cole II's left hand began to form an energy ball. "Get away from my wife, Imposter!" Cole II shouted, throwing the energy ball in the first Cole's direction. Piper froze the room. "And this is all before breakfast?" She shouted. As the room was frozen, except for the four sisters, there ws an energy ball mid air aimed from one Cole at the other. All four knew which was their Cole, because he didn't have powers. Supposedly. So why were there two Coles in the room? Before anything else could happen, there was a small swirl of orbs. Before them, standing directly between the two Coles, stood a small blonde boy who, as best as anyone could tell, had orbed in to the room on his own accord. His eyes were a beautiful blue, and as he blinked them, Both the Cole that shimmered in and his fireball vanished into a mass of flames and dissipated into nothing at all. The small boy, who couldn't have been older than three years old, then promptly orbed out. No one could say a word. And as Cole unfroze and ducked to the ground, unaware that the other Cole had been vanquished, Phoebe ran to him to make sure he was okay. "What's with all of these magical babies making stop-overs at the Halliwell Manor today?" Paige asked. "I don't know," Prue began, "but if there are two Cole's running around, today sounds like a good day to call off work. I'll call 415, Paige, you call Mr. Cowen. Let's try to have the power of four ready incase we need it today." "Yes ma'am!" Paige said, and exited the kitchen. Phoebe helped Cole to the table. Piper was still seated, calm and a little confused. "That little boy was..." she said, and then trailed off. Prue cleaned up the dishes off of the table, and then attended to the few that had fallen in the almost-attack. _________________________________
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*** Confused yet??*****
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the reality in which good and evil are reversed, The Good Seer is in her layer. Her vision is slowly returning. The Source of all Good, speaking to her from beyond, having been vanquished by the Evil Charmed Ones, points out: "You have lost your vision before, in times of uncertainty." The Good Seer allowed this fact. "How can I resurrect you, my lord?" The Seer asks, continuing from before she lost her vision. From nowhere, Barbus, having been vanquished to hell in many realities but certainly not "Good Barbus," shimmered in. "What the..." Barbus asked, perplexed and a little sick to his stomach. "Greetings Barbus. You look different." The Good Seer pointed out. "Back from spreading your message of hope?" Barbus almost vomited. "I don't know what kind of psychodelic drugs you took this morning, Seer, but you look all heavenly and you're freaking me out." The Good Seer disconnected her contact with The Source of All Good. "Peace out." She said, and turned to what was clearly not Good Barbus, the demon of hope. "I had a very peculiar vision this morning that I would see you." THe Good Seer Said. "You need to return to your time. You will upset the balance, Barbus." The Good Seer's eyes were glossed over black, which implied that she was having a vision. "Please." Barbus was totally confused. But this whole thing gave him an idea to pitch to Gideon. Gideon had been looking for a clever way to steal the Halliwell boy and vanquish him. Perhaps... Barbus took one last look at the underworld of this nauseating alternate reality with it's blue blue skies and birds chirping. And then, seeing no reason to spend one more minute there, vanished. He was still a little high from getting Phoebe's powers taken away from her by the Tribunal, and now he had a good idea how to get the Charmed Ones where he wanted them. Barbus knew how to get out before it was too late.
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Plaxen was growing concerned. "I'm leaving the blending unattended." He said, fidgetting as much as any invisible demon could fidget. "Shush." The Seer said. "The child will be here soon enough. He is drawn here, because of it's power." "But the longer I leave the blending unattended, the more chance that the realities may just continue to merge. I need to put things back soon! Find the child. I'm returning to your layer." "FINE!" The Seer hissed. "I don't need you for this anyway. In a cloud of smoke, Plaxen left in all senses, having vanished hours ago. The Seer remained hidden, waiting.
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Wyatt was looking out the window intently at the dragon he thought he'd gotten rid of. There it was, puffing smoke out it's nostrils, and flapping it's wings... on Prescott Street. Piper, Phoebe, Cole and the two Paiges looked around at eachother, unsure of what to do. In her pregnant state, confused by all that had gone on during the day, the next events did not help at all. ________________________
As they mounted the stairs to the second floor, Piper, Prue, Paige, Phoebe and Cole noticed that it seemed to have grown dark outside, or that something was large enough to be blocking out the sun. As the gang climbed the attic stairs, Paige noticed out the window of the upstairs bathroom that there looked like there might be a dragon floating outside the attic window. But she didn't say anything. Mostly because, she didn't believe in dragons. That would be like, believing King Arthur were real, or the Evil Enchantress, a character from one of her childhood stories. Magic and Fairy Tail weren't the same thing. __________________________
"What the hell is te dragon doing back, honey?" Piper asked, clearly frustrated with Wyatt. Wyatt just continued to stare at his old friend. "Do you WANT the cleaners to come back? Do you MISS them?" Piper started to raise her voice, pannicked that soon someone would witness the dragon outside. Wyatt blinked, and at once, the dragon disappeared. And then the attic door opened. ____________________________
Prue had been having a strange enough day already, but as she opened the attic door, there's no way she could have been prepared for what she saw. Two other Paiges. That made three, total. An additional Piper and Phoebe and Cole, as well as the child that had just vanquished Evil Cole. All she could assume was that Paige had tried, when she was studdying the book of shaddows, the spell that duplicates. And this was the consequence. "Paige!" Prue shouted. "This better not have your name on it." "Look, missy, I took your last threat very seriou---" and then Paige saw the group. "Come on you guys, stop fightin-----" And then Piper. And then Cole. "God I'm glad I'm not the youngest anymore! I mean ---" And then Phoebe.
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"See!" Paige said, as the other Paige grabbed Wyatt. "What the..." The Page from downstairs said. "Prue is that really you?" Cole 1 asked. "Forget that, who the hell are you?" The Cole from Downstairs yelled. Prue, convinced that this was all an illusion, reacted impulsively. She didn't know why the child hadn't vanquished this Cole too, but she mentally threw him up against a wall. "No!" Phoebe yelled. The second Phoebe yelled as well, but wasn't sure why. Instinctively, she shelded her mortal husband. The Cole from downstairs allowed this, because he knew he was venerable now. "Prue!" Piper yelled again, and burst into tears, running to her sister. Prue was cautious. But she couldn't resist her crying sister, even if it was an illusion. The Piper from downstairs was getting aggitated. "Oh get a room." She said, and pried the other Piper off her sister. "You never lost her." Piper said to Piper, and then made a face like she'd done a horrible thing. "What?" Prue and the other Piper said. "Oh boy." All three Paiges said. Suddenly, before this bizarr reunion could even continue, Wyatt's sheilds went up again. They were only coving the family around him. Even at his young age, Wyatt was aware to be cautious of imposters. The remaining five were outside of the circle. First, Chris orbed in. "Okay, news from Leo...er... Dad." He begain, oblivous at first. "Wait, what's... going on?" He saw Wyatt's sheilds up, as well as many alternates of his family. And then The Seer appeared. The attic was getting quite crowded. But that didn't last long. To each reality, the other suddenly disappeared, leaving both to see only themselves in the attic. Except for the Seer, who had accidently just slipped into the reality in which Prue and Cole still lived. _____________________________
"What the hell?" Pregnant Piper yelled. "It was you, but you weren't pregnant!" Phoebe said. "And we were together!" Cole said. "See? I told you it was fate." "Shut it, Cole." Phoebe snipped. "I'm starting to lose it." Both Paiges said. Then Alternate Paige added: "I need to find Peter fast. The Seer was just here, and my guess is she's only one reality over now." "Good idea. Paige, why don't you," she looked at each of them, "both, go see if you can find this demon baby. Cole, go back to your reality. We have no use for you here. Phoebe, you and I are going to contact Prue. If she's only one reality over, I wonder if we can do a 'Find a Lost Sister' spell?" Everyone just looked at Piper. "Now, people, let's move it!" Piper said, waiving her arms around franticly. Cole shrugged. "Im not going anywhere." "I'll keep blowing you up, Cole, trust me. This will be less time consuming for both of us." Piper said. "Fine. But I'm helping the two Paiges. They might need me." Alternate Paige spoke up. "I have a vanquishing potion that will bind the child's powers. If I have to. I think I have enough to use on him too." The other Paige agreed. "Yeah, he's hard to ditch anyway. Come on, Baby-daddy." The three of them orbed out. "Get candles, Phoebe. Chris, take Wyatt and put him down for a nap." Piper ordered, bustling around. "We're going to contact Prue!"
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The Seer was indeed confused. A moment ago, she faced a pregnant and unpregnant Piper, a short haired and a long haired Phoebe, Three Paiges, Two Coles, and the blessed child, Wyatt. Then, suddenly, she was only in the attic with half that contingent. And the eldest. That reminded her of her vision, so she decided this must be where the child would be coming next. "Forgive me." The Seer said. "Who the hell are you?" Prue asked. Phoebe chimed in. "It's The Seer of the Source. The Source we Vanquished. Leave us, or we'll vanquish you too!"" The seer raised one hand. "But aren't you curious about your child, Phoebe? He's very special." "We haven't made a child, Seer. And your tricks are not welcome here!" Cole yelled. "You are powerless, Cole. No Balthazar lies within you. I'd be silent, before I have you destroyed." Prue spoke up. "Alternate Realities. I get it." "Hun?" Paige asked. "At first, I thought it was a duplicate spell. Sorry Paige. But now, I think I understand." "She is right." THe Seer said. And now I will be collecting the child. Everyone stood there for a minute, waiting for the boy to reappear. "Lady, you're cukoo." Paige said. Prue tried to use her power on The Seeer, but was unable. Piper tried to freeze her. No luck. The Seer stood watching ahead, her eyes whited over.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Your powers have never worked against me." The Seer said. As Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Cole and Paige watched, a ripple in reality occured directly behind The Seer. Another Seer, identical, but dressed in light blue, reached through and grabbed The Seer that was in the attic. And then there were no Seers. "Okay what on God's earth just happened here?" Piper was the first to exclaim. Paige, summorized. "Well, what I saw was we came up to the attic, saw two more of me, one with a horrible dye job, a duplicate Piper only pregnant, Another Phoebe and Cole as if the ones we already have don't make us sick enough," She caught her breath, "and the angel baby." "And then The Seer lady." Prue picked up where Paige left off. They had a good chemistry that way. "Who was looking for" Prue winced, "either the demon baby or a duplicate of the angel baby?" "I'm so confused." Cole said, pinching the area between his eyebrows. "Tell me about it. In some reality, we're actually parents." "Not quite." Piper added. "That's right," Prue said. "When I studdied astral projecting, I learned that you have to be careful not to end up in an alternate timeline when you first start projecting. A lot of witches confuse that experience with a strange dream." Everyone grew quite interested as Prue continued. "So, I guess, these timelines exist when some event alters what might have happened. In some world, apparently, Piper is pregnant. In some other world, maybe, Phoebe had a demon baby." Prue blinked, matter-of - factly to her audience. "Weird." Paige said. She remembered a time when she had sneezed herself into a reality in which her eldest sister had died and Cole ruled the manor with evil. Luckily, she orbed back home with the next sneeze. "So the Seer that yanked the other Seer out of our timeline... She's good?" Phoebe asked. "I guess. Or at least she has a reason for that Seer not to be here." Prue said, advancing to the book of shaddows. "I have a hunch." She said, flipping through the pages. "Piper, get the scrying crystal and board. "Paige, get candles, and green thistle." Prue was giving orders, just like usual. "Phoebe, this sounds weird," she said, "but could you stand where the good Seer came in through and see if you can get a premonition?" Phoebe realized she had been clutching her mortal husband entirely too tightly when she released him. She walked over to the area, as instructed. Suddenly, The book flipped pages eratically. "Grams?" Prue asked, almost rhetorically. But the book settled on the "To Call a Lost Witch" Spell. "Hmm..." Prue said. "Not quite what we had in mind, Grams." She flipped the pages, but the pages flipped back. "I guess we're supposed to have a saince'?" Paige said, and there was an audible sigh from Piper. ___________________________
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"If this is gonna work," Piper said, waddling over with even more candles than they already had set out, "We'll need to rewrite the spell, just a little bit." Her fluffy sleave caught the edge of a athame on the table, causing it to drop right between her two legs. "Whoa." Phoebe said, rushing to Piper's side. "Let go of the candles and sit down, or I'll call Leo and have him orb your pregnant butt to Magic School, do you read me?" Phoebe tended to her older sister as an elder herself. Chris orbed in, just as Piper was sitting. "Mom, are you okay?" He asked, rushing to her side. "She's fine, worry wart, you're fine." Phoebe said. "No go away, dear, we're going to contact the dead." "Wait!" Piper said. "If we're going to call her, we need a third witch. Maybe Chis can stand in?" "Sheesh." Phoebe quipped. "Twice the Paiges, and she still isn't anywhere when you need her." "Sure. I'm game." Chris said. "Okay, Phoebe said. I have thw words rewritten. I sorta crossed two spells together and ad libbed." "As long as it doesn't conjure a dragon," Piper said, "I'm all for it." "Speaking of, " Chris said, "Shouldn't Wyatt be at Magic School?" Piper and Phoebe looked at eachother, "We're just calling Prue." Piper said. "But wasn't that Seer lady here a moment ago? What if she's after Wyatt?" "Ya know," Phoebe allowed, "As much as he sounds like a broken record, he's right." "Fine." Piper said. "Leo?" "I'll do it." Chris said. "Are you sure?" Piper asked. "Absolutely. You guys conjure your dead sister, I'll take the baby to magic school. " Piper and Phoebe looked at eachother. "Huh." Piper said. Chris grabbed Wyatt, and orbed out of the attic. "If anyone can watch over Wyatt," Phoebe began. "I know." Piper said. "Okay." Phoebe said and moved to the rug to begin the spell.
"Hear these words Now let us see From a not too far Reality Come to us Who call You Near Come To Us And Settle Here.
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Prue had just finished the Call a Lost Witch Spell when she vanished into what her sisters recognized as Charmed Magic. In her place, Another Paige appeared. Phoebe, Piper, the original Paige and Cole looked equally baffled. "Where... the hell" The new Paige said. "Oh no, this Paige doesn't recognize the attic!" Paige whispered. "... am I?" New Paige said, half in wonderment, and half scared out of her wits. "Huh." Piper said. "Do we have to explain the whole 'hi, you're a half witch half white lighter that's the product of an affair between the two that was fobidden and by the way you have powers' thing again?" The new Paige made a face that looked as if she'd eaten something awful. "What have you guys turned me into?" She said, raising her voice and running out of the attic. "I think you just explained it." Phoebe said. "Am I having deja vu?" Cole asked. "Where's Prue?" Piper asked, obviously less concerned about the additional Paige than finding her now missing sister.
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Before Piper and Phoebe, Prue appeared, in swirly lights that they recognized as Charmed Magic. Piper at once burst into tears, and Phoebe hugged Prue, before she could even make sense of what had just happened. "Okay, I missed you guys too, but you know what?" She said, sor of pushing off her youngest sister and putting a 'no, hang on' finger up to Piper, who was pregnant, all of a sudden, "Let's just wait just a second." She pulled away and went to sit on the couch. Piper and Phoebe hurried over to her side. "Prue, I..." Piper realized there was not a lot she felt comfortable teeling this incarnation of her eldest sister. She seemed like Prue, but different. Aged. A little tired. "I think," Prue begain, " I know what's going on here. I was just explaining this to..." She looked at her two wide-eyed sisters from this reality, "...you two...weird...and I think that, for some reason, realities or timelines, whatever, are blending together." Piper and Phoebe nodded in agreement. "Good." Prue nodded too. "So with that established, the remaining questions are, who is able to do this, " She continued, counting each item with an extended finger, "why would someone do this, and how do we put it all back." Her two younger, alternate sisters were as enraptured as they were when she was a child, telling them a story. Too enraptured. "Are you two with me?" She asked. "Yes" Piper said. "Absolutely. Put it all back." She said, grinning. "We're just so glad you're here." Piper admitted. "Um..." Prue suddenly felt uncomfortable and had to remove herself from the couch. "Where else would I be?" She asked.
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"Stop right there," Chris heard two Seers, dressed identically, as he entered Magic School with Wyatt. Wyatt's sheilds immediately went up. Chris felt honored that Wyatt finally trusted him. He remembered when Wyatt would have thrown Chris from his forcefield. The two Seers advanced on Chris. "Word gets out, huh?" Chris said, mockingly. "Yes, I suppose it does, " Both Seers said at exactly the same time. "Well I don't know where the demon baby went." Chris said, matter of factly. Wyatt blinked. Both Seers were surrounded by crystals. Simultaniously, they both said: "Seeing the future has it's advantages." and produced amulets from under their garments. Magic School all at once shifted: Halls appeared and halls disappeared. The books changed order and the walls changed color. Chris and Wyatt remained protected. The two Seers were aggitated. Again in unison, they both spoke: "Give us the child." Magic School's halls began filling with demons. And then the demons vanished. The walls continued to morph around them. "I... DON'T... HAVE... HIM." Chris said, as if he were speaking to someone hard of hearing. Wyatt begain to cry. And then, out of nowhere, Another Wyatt appeared, within the protective forcefield. Chris absently wondered why there weren't more of him floating around, especially since there were at least two of everyone else. The second Wyatt orbed Chris and his counterpart out of Magic School abruptly, causing the forcefield to disengage. "Drat!" Both Seers said. "He was our leverage!" "I'll show you leverage." Came another Seer's voice. A ripple in reality occured, and another Evil Seer as well as a Seer dressed in all blue appeared to walk out of the ripple. "This is madness." The Good Seer said. "I've come to put an end to all of this." "You can't!" All three other Seers said. "It will effect the delicate balance!" "Delicate..." THe Good Seer begain. "There are four of us here, ladies. I'd say the balance is pretty messed up." ________________________
"I say we try to orb in and out repeatedly, " One Paige was saying to the other, "Since realities are so flimsy anyway." "Agreed."6th Season Paige said and looked at Cole. "It's your show, ladies." Cole said. The orbed out, and then orbed back in. Now, where Magic School was a second ago, There was nothing but a field of green. A Giant was wandering the field, and he looked angry. "Not this one! Not this one!" Cole yelled. He threw an energy ball at the giant, which pissed the giant off. "Now!" He yelled. "Now, now nownownow!" They orbed out. They orbed back into Magic School, but there seemed to be a class in session in the main hall. Paige from the demon baby reality thought quickly: "And that, kids, is what we call 'orbing!' Now You try it!" And they all three orbed out again. They orbed back into the main hall, now empty and expansive. Everything seemed pretty normal, and they were sure that they might get a breather, when all of a sudden, a horse appeared out of nowhere. Atop the horse was a headless rider, weilding a sword at the intruders. Behind the horseman, also atop the horse, was Lady Godiva. "This is ridiculous!" 6th Season Paige said. "Agreed! It's like the kids have free reign in this reality to create whatever they want!" Said The Paige with the Really bad Dye Job. Cole's head was spinning, and he expressed as much. "It's gonna be spinning on the ground in a second," Paige said, and they orbed out again. When they orbed back in, they stood face to face with a room very much like the great hall, but with about 30 small boys on the floor. 30 small Wyatts, to be exact. "Yowza." Both Paiges and Cole all said. As if on cue, Chris orbed in as well, holding another Wyatt. That made 31. _____________________
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 10, 2005 10:04:17 GMT -5
Shift. Peter Halliwell, only 4 years of age but weilding the power of The Source of All Evil, shimmered into Magic School, eyes blacked over, searching for his real mother. There were several imposters floating about for some reason, and The Source believed it to be something to do with alternate realities. Nevertheless, the child needed to eat, and needed it's damned mother. And because of that, so did The Source. Alas, as he looked around, he glimpsed nothing but an empty hall. The child cried, loudly at first, and then demonically, echoing through the halls of Magic School.
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"Wyatt, honey, what are you doing?" Piper asked her child as she was holding him in the grocery store check out lane. She had to hurry, because Quake's anniversary dinner was tonight, and Phoebe wouldn't be home until after dinner. Wyatt raised his hand up, and orbed out, leaving Piper confused and a group of customers in shock. "Oh, Crap." Piper said.
Shift!! Dizzy yet?
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"You sort of..." Phoebe began. "I'm dead in this reality, arent' I?" Prue asked. She was always so direct. "Yes, honey." Piper spoke up, her voice breaking up. Prue looked shocked, but recovered quickly. She didn't want to know how, or by whose hand. The task at hand at the moment, was getting realities put back where they belong. "And you have a child." "A magical child." Piper added. "Right. Wyatt." Prue said. "And Paige lives in the manor, and you three are the charmed ones?" Prue asked, more gathering facts than anything, but still slightly jealous. "Correct." Phoege said, patting her oldest sister on the head. "So... which reality is it that the demon baby exists?" Prue continued. "According to alternate Paige," Piper offered, "In that reality Phoebe and Cole make a magical baby instead, who apparently is The Source." "Him again?" Prue asked. "How many lifetimes am I doomed to defeat the Source?" "Amen." Phoebe said. "Cole's been back to haunt me, what, eleven times now, is it, Piper?" "Oh my god. Cole's dead in your reality?" Prue asked, almost excited. "Yeah, mostly."Phoebe said, unsure of how else to answer. The three giggled, a moment together that they handn't shared in years. Prue had to move forward."Okay, so step one, I guess, is go to this Magic School you mentioned and get your kid, Piper. I saw him vanquish an alternate Cole earlier, so I bet he'll come in handy with devil child." She looked at Phoebe with a raised, 'i told you so' eyebrow. "Whaaat?" Phoebe said, sarcastically. "I think," Chris said, orbing in. "That Wyatt, in every reality, may be a step or two ahead of you guys." As he materialized, Piper realized how similar Chris looked to Prue. She hadn't noticed before, but with them standing face to face, it was very apparent. _______________________ _______________________
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Prue Halliwell was using her time rather effectively this morning. She was babysitting Piper's son, Wyatt, while another Prue took pictures for 415. The third Prue was out getting groceries, and then was supposed to get on searching out demons that might corrupt the boy. Since 6 years ago when she had first created the clone Prue's, she had truly become, if you counted all three, the most valuable Halliwell sister. Cubed. But just when her ego was at an all time high, and she felt like she could do no wrong, her magical, twice blessed nephew whom she'd been put in charge of making sure no harm came to, waived at her once from his playpen, and then orbed out. "Oh my god." Prue said outloud. She picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Prue?" She said. "Yeah, Prue?" Blue Prue said. "Conference Pink Prue. We need to find Wyatt. He's orbed out."
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Billie had been exhausted for two weeks, trying to simultaniously study witchcraft while cramming for her midterms. She decided that it was unfair, afterall, for Paige to put her in charge of babysitting Wyatt and Chris so that she could go get her freak on with that FBI agent guy. In the first place, Piper had asked Paige to watch the boys, not her. In the second, she still had exams tomorrow morning, and a sister to find. Not to mention more potion tests which Paige was giving her in two days. She was swamped. As she put Wyatt in his high chair and got ready to feed him, she noticed he was looking away a lot. "What is it, little dude?" She asked. Wyatt orbed out. Just like that. "The sisters," Billie said, looking at where Wyatt had been a minute ago, "are gonna kill me." ____________________________
More Wyatts seemed to be appearing all over the main hall of magic school. There were older Wyatts, evil Wyatts, Geriatric Wyatts, and even an African American Wyatt. As Chris, Piper, Phoebe and Alternate Prue orbed in, all of the Wyatts looked up, but remained silent. "Wow." Piper said. "Piper, have you considered birth control?" Was all Prue could ask. "There's got to be thousands of Wyatts!" Phoebe said. Two more orbed in, these being the standard toddler Wyatt version. A few of the adult Wyatts were talking amongst eachother, but mostly, they all stared intently on the Sisters and their/his younger brother.
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"Enough!" The three evil Seers said. "The time is near!" They all stood on oposing sides of the main hall. The Good Seer remained where she stood. "He arrives, right where you're standing." The Evil Seers said. "You'd better move." "I saw the same vision you all did." The Good Seer said calmly. "And I'm not budging." Just then, instead of the child they were all anticipating, A Phoebe they had not anticipated appeared, through Charmed magic. The mother. THe real mother of Peter Halliwell, a Dark Phoebe. And she was furious. ____________________________
Cole and the two Paiges orbed out again. And orbed back in again. THis time they were in the main hall, again in a class session. Professor Drake was demonstrating a hovering technique while another, more professorial Paige observed. "Huh." Both travelling Paiges said. The class looked from Drake to the intruders. They orbed out again. They orbed back in, this time in the same reality Paige had seen earlier this morning. The walls were lined with battle axes and sheilds. And two Evil Paiges, along with an Evil Cole, stood facing them. "I'm getting nauseous." The Coles said simultaniously. "Ugh. me too." All four Paiges said. Both groups orbed out. When they orbed back in, they discovered a reality none of them could have anticipated. A room, much the same, but filled with over a thousand versions of Wyatt. ___________________________
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 10, 2005 10:05:04 GMT -5
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"Seer?" Phoebe said, not even mentioning that there were four, one dressed in light blue. "What have you done with my child?" Dark Phoebe formed a fireball in her left hand. "Wait!" The Good Seer said. "I have enough for all of you skanks." "You don't understand!" The three Evil Seers said. "I understand my child is missing. I understand you were the one after him before he was even born. So the fact that I run into four of you here is no suprise to me." Dark Phoebe threw the first fireball, incinerating one of the evil Seers. The two remaining looked at eachother and then at the Good Seer. "Phoebe wait!" The Good Seer said. "Who's next?" Phoebe said. Forming another fireball. Then, thoughtfully, she formed another in the other hand. "Idle hands..." She started. "Maybe I'll pluck off two of you this time. WHERE'S MY SON?" ______________________________
"There you are!" Pregnant Piper yelled across the room at the group that had just entered. Both Paiges raised their hands up as if to say 'what the hell?' Cole sat on the floor, tired from all the orbing. The room full of Wyatts all shifted their focus on the new group that had entered. "Which one is your Wyatt?" The Paiges yelled across the room. Piper shrugged. "This kid's obviously got more of this figured out than we do." Prue noted. "Let's just trust what's going on here. Wow, Piper your son grows up to be a hottie!" "What am I, chopped liver?" Chris asked. "You," Prue started, "remind me too much of me." The Wyatts were still staring at the new group that had entered. "Be careful," Prue said across the main hall, across the Wyatts. "This morning he vanquished one Cole. If he senses you're evil..." She said. The Wyatt's looked from the new invaders to the center of the room, and began shifting in pattern to make room for a new arrival. _____________________________
As a fireball flew across the room and vanquished another Evil Seer, the good Seer moved closer to Phoebe. "Wait! You must trust me!" The Good Seer said. "I want..." Phoebe said, aiming the 2nd fireball, "My son. Period." And, as if by request, Peter Halliwell appeared before her. "Mother." He said, and clung to her leg. "Oh baby." SHe said and knelt to inspect her son. His eyes were returning to human. Dark Phoebe, still holding a fireball, looked at the two oposing Seers with fury in her eyes, stood up, and aimed. "Your child should not have been allowed to exist this long." The Good Seer said. "Silence!" The Evil Seer said, trying to keep the truth from the boy's mother. "It's far too late to worry about the balance, Seer." Good Seer said. "This child was an error. In any reality." "An error that could allow The Source to live again! In my time!" The Evil Seer Pleaded. "Enough!" Dark Phoebe shouted, and vanquished the remaining Evil Seer. "You," she began looking to the remaining seer, The Good Seer, "better be glad I like baby blue." THe child giggled. _______________________________
The Wyatts were stirring again. "Honey?" Pregnant Piper said cautiously. At once, what must have been their Wyatt orbed from out of the crowd, close to his mother. "Thank god." "They must be up to something!" Both Paiges yelled from across the main hall. "I'll say." Cole said nervously. "You say they vanquished the other Cole? Like, in a flame of fire?" "Oh shush." Paige with the bad dye job said. "You do wine a lot." 6th Season Paige said. Above the crowd of Wyatts, a large swirl of blue and white lights began to form. ___________________________
Darryl wasnt really sure why, but he had been running late all afternoon. He stopped by his house on his lunchbreak, having called Sheila and asked her to whip up some lunch. He hadn't had time to shave this morning on the way out, so the plan was to shave on his lunch hour. He came in the door, kissed his wife, and ran up the stairs. "Hi baby, thanks for cooking, be back in a minute!" He said. "I hope you're shaving." SHeila said. She hated Darryl with facial hair. He looked so... evil. After finishing his shave, Darryl was rinsing his rasor in the sink when he looked up, startled. His beard was back. And darker. He rubbed his eyes for a second, and when he opened them again, he was shaved. Weird.
Coming down the stairs, he saw a mirror in the hall and checked again, just to be sure. Still Darryl. Good, everything was normal then. He went into the kitchen, kissed his wife again and was pouring a cup of coffee when the back doorbell rang. "I got it, baby." Darryl said, opening the door. "Hey Partner," Andy Trudeu said from across the threshold. "Ya ready to roll?" And Lt. Morris fainted in his kitchen.
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The three Prues gathered in the living room, one in blue, one in pink and one in her trademark black. That is how, for the past 6 years, they had grown to recognize eachother. "What do we do now?" Black garbed Prue said outloud. "I don't know," Pink Prue said, "But if Piper finds out--" "We're dead." Blue Prue finished. "Wyatt?" Black garbed Prue called out. "You'd think he could hear us!" Blue Prue said. Pink Prue interjected. "Not if he doesn't want to. Piper's gonna be so mad!" Out of nowhere, four monkeys appeared to orb into the living room. One of the monkies began orbing all over the room, knocking things over. Another monkey froze a vase, seconds before it shattered. Yet another monkey was moving a bananna from the kitchen through the air to herself. All three Prues said simultaniously: "Is THIS officially time to panic?"
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THe lights were growing around them, and the Wyatts were intently focussed above them on the massive orbing that seemed to be taking place. From one side of the room, Prue, Piper and Phoebe looked on helpless. From the other, Cole and the two Paiges were also looking up, unable to figure out what exactly was about to happen.
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"Please," The Good Seer said. "Shut up." Phoebe said. "He doesn't belong! His power should have died with the Source in your reality. I have no idea how it didn't, but he is too strong now." Phoebe considered this. "I can raise him to overcome his evilness." "In my realty, my visions say that your counterpart does not succeed in forcing the child to turn evil. I can only assume the same is true in yours." "But he loves me! He's my son!" "He was never your son, Phoebe. Or he never should have been." The child began crying. "What would you have me do??" THe Good Seer considered this. "My counterparts wanted your child so that they could resurrect the Source of all Evil. But as powerful as the boy is, there is only one of him, in any reality, anywhere." Phoebe embraced her son, now terrified. "I can't let you harm him!" Phoebe said. "Mine is not to harm him anyway." The Seer said. "Remember, I am on the side of Good, unlike my counterparts, whom you've destroyed." "Yes." Phoebe said.
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 10, 2005 10:07:45 GMT -5
Shift!!! (You should be getting good and dizzy by now.)
"You guys should come closer." Prue yelled from across the Wyatts to the other group. Paige, Paige and Cole joined hands and orbed over to where Prue, Piper and Phoebe were standing. The Wyatts filled in the space that the three were standing and continued focussing their attentions on the giant orb forming in the room above everyone. The formation above began beaming a powerful light to the center of the floor, where the Wyatts had cleared in anticipation of something. "I'm guessing Satan spawn's gonna be popping up right there." Prue said. "Hey!" Both Alternate Paige and Cole said. Piper and Chris looked on in wonderment. "How are all of them so sure of what to do?" Chris asked his mother. "He's so much more powerful than anyone could ever have imagined. That's all I can think." Piper answered, continuing to stare in awe. She then hugged her youngest son, in an embrace that communicated that she thought he was pretty special too. "Let's just hope all these realities are telling us that mostly, Wyatt is a creature of good." "He is, Chris. Have faith in your mission. We will stop him from turning." Chris nodded at his mother's wisdom and faith.
"So," As Prue watched the spectacal before her, she couldn't help but quiz the Paiges. "Am I... alive in your reality?" She asked Alternate Paige. The Paiges exchanged glances. "Whatever, dude, it's not like we'll remember any of this when it's all fixed anyway." 6th Season Paige advised her poorly quaffed counterpart. "No." Poorly QUaffed Paige said. "Damn!" Prue said, snapping. Then she walked outside of their circle and tapped one of the older Wyatts on the shoulder. "Prue!" Both Paiges hissed. "What? I'm really curious!" Prue hissed back. The older Wyatt turned around. Both Paiges observed that this was a good Wyatt. "What do you want?" Wyatt asked, clearly displeased that he was being distracted. "Hey, Wyatt... I know you're" Prue was flustered, "... trying to save mankind and all, but I was just wondering..." "Go on! Hurry." Wyatt snapped. "What do you need to know?" Am I, ya know, alive in your reality?" Prue stuttered as she asked, unsure if she herself wanted the answer. "I don't know who you are." Wyatt said, and returned his attention to the orbing above. "I'm Prue." Prue said. "Then, No." He said, distracted again. " You died with your sisters, My mother and aunts in a basement explosion, trying to save the world." "Great." Prue said, flopping her hands down. "I seem to be a minority here." "Join the club!" Chris said. An evil Chris orbed in with an evil Wyatt, both from somewhere where time advanced more quickly: They were both in their twenties. Adult Evil Wyatt looked up and immediately focussed on the orbing like the rest of the Wyatts. Evil Chris looked startled. "I stand corrected." 6th Season Chris said. _______________________
"...corrected." Alternate Chris said. Chris nodded in agreement. "I think I'm gonna go talk to him." "NO!" Piper and the Paiges all said. Prue and Phoebe both looked unsure. "What?" Chris snapped. "What if he knows something? What if he knows what's going on here, or who turns Wyatt?" "Turns Wyatt Good, you mean." Prue said, recognizing the rules of alternate realities. "He could be truly evil, and know less. I'd rather keep it that way." Phoebe said. "I'm going with you, Chris." Prue said. "Wait! I just told him no! We" Piper gestured, "ALL told him no!" "Well, I'm telling him yes. Look, it's the only way, Piper." Prue said, asserting her authority as eldest Sister. Chris looked across the room at the other Chris. He was looking around for a way out. Piper raised her voice. "Look, Prue, I love you to death. Literally, depending on what reality, but you're not convincing my son to disobey me." Prue seemed unphazed. she grabbed Chris' arm. "Look, Lady." Alternate Paige spoke up and advanced on Prue. Prue gave Paige a deadly stare. "We get along reeeeeeeal well in my reality, little sis. But if you wanna bring it, I'll mop the floor with your dark-avenger behind so bad only your hairdresser will be able to identify your body for sure." Alternate Paige paused, unsure whether to laugh or attack. "That was actually pretty good," SHe said, "For a dead chic. Book!" Alternate Paige called for a book so large it took up it's own shelf and hurled it in Prue's direction. 6th Season Paige intervened. "Book!" She called and orbed the book, instead, back onto the shelf. The result of crossing orbs caused the book to land on Cole, rendering him unconscious. "Smooth." Prue said, chuckling. "You rock, Paiges!" Phoebe yelled. The two Paiges were now face to face, angry. "Screw this." Chris said, and orbed over to the other Chris. Desperate to take part in the process, Prue closed her eyes and dropped her head. An Astral Prue appeared next to Chris, over by the Evil Chris. "Dammit!" Piper yelled.
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The child must first return to his reality. As far as I know, I am the only Seer left, so no other ones will try to steal the child." Dark Phoebe extinguished the fire in her hand. "And then what?" She asked, stroking her son's head. "I can't see beyond that." THe GOod Seer said. "Fantastic." It occurred to Phoebe that Dark Paige may be within calling rainge, since her whitelighter powers were so very advanced. "Paige?" She called out. "What are you doing?" The Good Seer Asked. "I'm calling my sister. She might know more." ______________________________
Paige with the bad dye job heard a jingling in her ears, a sensation withwhich she was all too familiar. "I have to go." She said. "My Phoebe is calling me." "From where?" Season 6 Paige asked. "From..." Alternate Paige concentrated. "Here?" "Where Here?" "In this room Here!" The Paiges decided to cease the tension from moments before. Elswhere in the room, Chris and Astral Prue were having a long confab with Alternate Evil Adult Chris. "So, how did I die?" Prue asked. "Dammit, Aunt Prue!" Both Chrises yelled simultaniously. "Well?" She was getting frustrated. It seemed as though she was the only Prue to exist, in any reality. "So, Ignoring her," Good Chris continued, "What are all the Wyatts doing?" "They have to conjure the child. They mean to vanquish him." Evil Alternate Adult CHris answered. Regular Chris looked suprised. "Even though he's family?" "He's not." Evil Chris said. "He's A Child of The Source, Incubated by a Charmed One, nothing more. There is nothing of Phoebe Halliwell in that child except physical geneology. The boy was overtaked by The Source long long ago." "So the baby's pure demon." Prue started. "That doesn't explain why he wants his momma so bad, and has human eyes when he's with her." "That's just human instincts the Source can't control." Evil Chris said. "Rest Assured, that child is nothing at this point but a shell for The Source." He of course meant the Source of all Good, as he was from one of the reverse realities. Both Chris and Astral Prue took this into account. Then, Astral Prue disappeared, appearing by Piper. "You better step!" Piper begain, ready to blow up the projection. "Piper, it's just as I thought. All of this," Prue explained, " is to vanquish the baby." "NO!" Alternate Paige yelled. She reached across and slapped Prue. "You are sooooooooooooo lucky that I didn't feel that." Prue said. "You can't vanquish a baby! Phoebe's baby!" "It's not Phoebe's baby." Prue said. "What?" All four girls said. "It's a product of the Source." "AND PHOEBE!" Alternate Paige emphasized. "No." Prue said. "Not according to Evil Chris." "Who's EVIL! And therefor LIES!" Alternate Paige asserted. "Wait." Regular Paige said to her alternate. "No! I have to go to my Phoebe. You stop our stupid dead sister from vanquishing our nephew!" Alternate Paige orbed out.
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Dark Paige joined her dark sister in the main hall where The Good Seer stood and the child was. "Who the hell is she?" Paige asked. "Good Seer. I'm fixing to barbeque her." Phoebe answered. "Good." Paige looked around for something to orb. "Speaking of Barbeque?" She said to her sister. "Yeah?" Phoebe asked. "They want to vanquish your kid two or so realities over." "Dammit! They who?" Phoebe asked. "Piper, another me, another you... Cole..." "Cole?" Phoebe asked, he voice cracking. "Yeah... and Prue." Paige completed the roster. "Prue?" Phoebe repeated the name. "From different realities. Both her and Cole." " I see." Phoebe said, sounding disappointed. "And they want to torch my kid." "Seems like it." Paige said. "I was afraid of that." The Good Seer Said. "It's not your child." she continued. "It's your Source, reincarnated. You only provided a womb." "Nice." Paige said. "Thanks," Dark Phoebe said. "But I've had just about enough of you. She began forming a fireball.
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Plaxen was growing weak. His reality blend was obviously running rampantly out of control. At this point, though, bailing out was not an option.
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In the main hall of Magic School, empty now that Drake had dismissed the lecture, Professorial Paige was orbing study guides back to her filing cabinet when, out of nowhere, an adult version of Wyatt orbed in. "Whoops." He said. "Wrong reality." Immediately, the 20-something blond man orbed out as if he'd never been there. "I need a break from this place!" Professorial Paige said out loud, but to no one in particular.
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Peter appeared, right where the Wyatts had been expecting him. Instantly, crystals formed around the child, and the orb that had been hovering above began glowing eratically. "This looks like it's gonna be big." Prue said, having returned to her body. "He looks so little!" Phoebe said. "I can't watch." Piper said. Both Chrises looked on, unable to stop what was happening.
The boy began to cry. "Mother!" Peter yelled. And Dark Phoebe appeared before him. A second later, Dark Paige orbed in as well. "Stop doing that!" She said. "He did it!" Dark Phoebe said. They looked around. The room full of Wyatts stared back at them, as a swirl of blue orbs existed above them. "Whoa." Dark Phoebe said. "Yeah. No kidding." Paige said. Prue spoke first. "There's no way all these Wyatts would vanquish that child in front of it's mother. Piper, you taught him better than that, right?" She said, looking to her younger, pregnant sister. "I guess it takes all these Wyatts to vanquish a power as strong as Peter." Chris observed. "But they wouldn't in front of Phoebe!" Prue said. "They would." THe Chrises both said. Chris knew first hand what Wyatt was capable of, in any reality. "Well I can't let that happen." Prue said. "What on earth can you do to stop it?" Piper asked. "Well..." Prue said. It had been a long time since Prue had written a spell from scratch. The last time she did, Maggie, one of her photography subjects, almost died at the hands of a darklighter. But this was different. Prue had a plan. "What are you going to do?" Phoebe said, wondering if she could watch her alternate self watch her alternate child die. "There's only one thing to do," Prue said, "To make sure it never comes to this in the first place." Everyone looked on. Cole woke up from the ground. Dark Paige and Phoebe, from the center of the room, began launching fireballs and objects at the Wyatts. Because of this, the Wyatts collectively formed their forcefield, causing the objects and fireballs to ping randomly around the room. "Hurry!" Piper shouted, dodging a book. "I will." Prue nodded. "Prue?" Piper called. "Incase this is the last I see of you..." she looked puzzled, "again," Prue nodded, a tear forming. "I know."
She began forming the words to the spell.
"Powers that take A witch through time and through reality Take me to the moment That this child came to be."
Before everyone, Prue disappeared in a poof of Charmed Magic.
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Cole had been preparing for this day all week. With both of the sisters gone, and with Phoebe all sexxed up because of the Seer's magical truffles, Cole was sure that tonight was going to be the night. Phoebe was at her most fertile, according to The Seer. Piper was still on her honeymoon, Paige wouldn't be back from the mountains with Glenn for days. As he entered the bedroom, he carried an ice bucket with a giant bottle of champaigne in it. Rose pedals adorned the bedspread, and candles had been lit everywhere. Red ones, for romance. When Phoebe entered the room, dressed in a black slinky neglege, Cole grew immediately excited. He removed his shirt quickly, and pressed his body against hers. He could feel the lust welled up inside, because of the Seer's magic. She was ready for him. He turned around to grab the champaigne. But when he turned to face his bride again, Instead, he saw a sister he never imagined might interfere. "Hiya!" Prue said, flinging Cole across the bedroom with a flick of her hand. "PRUE!" Phoebe yelled. "What are you..." She was in shock. And a little embarrassed. The last person Phoebe expected to see when she bought the neglege was her older, long since deceased sister the night she donned it. Cole sat up and shook his head. "What the hell?" Cole asked. "Prue?" "Damn Skippy." Prue said. "And since I'm making up spells left and right today, I just have one more." "What's the matter with you?" Phoebe asked.
"Chastity belts are out of Style So just for one night, Send Phoebe to..." SHe hesitated, only momentarily. "The Nile!" With that, Phoebe vanished, in Charmed Magic.
"Wait a damned minute!" Cole yelled, Indignantly. "You barge in, after being dead for a year and zap my wife to Italy?" "Exactly." Prue said. "And you're lucky I don't zap your family jewels to Timbucktu." Prue lifeted Cole up, with two fingers, and held him in the air telechenetically. "Here's the deal, Demon boy." She began. Cole began forming an energy ball. Prue moved the energy ball away from her, destroying a lamp and taking a chunk out of the wall. She pressed Cole harder, and brought a fire poker to Cole's head. "Try it again." She said. "Now I'm prepared to stay here all night." "Why?!" Cole asked, from in the air. "Too keep you two apart." "Jeeze! You came back from the dead just to do that some more?" Cole protested. "Cole, I mean it. You'll destroy everything." "If I have sex with your sister?" Cole asked. "Yes. Tonight, anyway." Prue said. "You're as big an idiot in the afterlife, Prue." Prue considered the advantage she had, with Cole thinking she had returned. "That's right." Prue said, in a psuedo spooky voice. "I'm a ghost." She began waiving her arms around wildly. "And I will haunt you until the day you die unless you stay away from her." "Just tonight?" Cole asked, still suspended, but no longer fighting. "I guess?" Prue said, unsure of that answer. "Fine! Deal." Cole said. "Now put me down." Prue smiled, but then looked at him suspiciously. "I'll be watching." "Eww." Cole said. "I mean it." Prue said, obviously bluffing. "Fine! Fine. I'll wait until tomorrow night. I don't see how it'll make a difference." "Trust me. It will." Prue said. ___________________________________
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 10, 2005 10:08:23 GMT -5
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Piper's eyes opened to the sound of construction somewhere on Prescott outside the manor. Waking up was already hard enough to do, as she had been up since 3:am demon hunting. She groaned, arose, and admired her growing belly in the full length mirror. "Sweet little Chris..." She thought outloud. "you're such a piss-ant when you grow older, I hope you're at least an agreeable baby!" She nooded at the Piper in the mirror. The Piper in the mirror nodded back.
On her way to the bathroom, Piper randomly thought of Prue, as she often did. This time, she was silently thanking her older sister for giving up her own bedroom when Piper and Leo decided to stay in the manor. After getting dressed in one of the maternity dresses Paige had picked out when she was pregnant with Wyatt, Piper felt the need to again look in the mirror. Blech. Maternity-wear was so fluffy. She absently adjusted the ruffles on her collar. The Piper in the mirror adjusted her collar ruffles as well. "... and if you think that's funny, ask me about my wife's headaches..." She heard, coming from Phoebe's room where an alarm clock radio was going off.
She walked to Phoebe's room, only to be joined by Chris on the way there. "Are you watching over me?" SHe asked. "No..." Chris fidgeted. "I just listen for your call." "I didn't call." Piper observed. Chris could only offer a shrug. She knocked. "Come In, Piper!" Phoebe yelled from her room. Doesn't this stupid dress make me look fatter with Chris than it did with Wyatt?" Piper asked, and flung her fluffy arms around for emphasis.
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*^* Thus completes my first Fan FIc. NEver wrote one before, and I hope I didn't butcher it too badly. If you read this, email me and tell me what you thought or post a reply. I plan on writing more soon.
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Post by XxP3HalliwellxX on Nov 13, 2005 11:56:21 GMT -5
Wow....you did a really good job on this fan fic! I give you credit. I loved the alternate universes and the scenes with Prue and her sisters. I hope you write another fanfic, good job and keep up the good work!!!!
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 14, 2005 11:25:18 GMT -5
Thank you so much! Always wanted to write an episode. Encouragement makes me want to do another!
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