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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 3, 2005 14:01:55 GMT -5
**Some characters have been created to fill in gaps, 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 are glossed over white: She is having trouble seeing the future clearly. Concentrating, she finally sees 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 couldn't complete her sentence. The Seer's vision shifts, and now she sees Phoebe with a son, about three years of age. "No, Peter, you need to control the fire thing." Phoebe says, while dumping water on one of her child's toys, now ablaze. The Seer's vision shifts more, and now Phoebe looks different, as does the child. Phoebe is horrified, as the child approaches her in the attic. The child's eyes are black. The two eldest Halliwell sisters are also in the vision, attempting to stop the child from attacking. The Seer is confused. "Prudence?" She says aloud. "But Shaxx killed her..." And then it all becomes more clear to her. "Ahhhh..." she says, and goes 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 appears and after clearing, reveals a demon, very manlike except for his eyes, which are distinctly four different colors.
Plaxen is 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.
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*** LEt me know if you like this story: Chapter 1 is on it's way.
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 9:45:40 GMT -5
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.
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 9:55:49 GMT -5
**** I see this is being read, but I'd love to hear some feedback. This is the first fanfic I've ever written, and I've always wanted to write an episode of Charmed. Let me know what you guys think, please!*********
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 10:23:40 GMT -5
"... 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.
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 11:02:10 GMT -5
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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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 11:27:47 GMT -5
__________________________________________ (((( ALTERNATE REALITY: IN THIS REALITY, Shaxx attacked the manor but Prue never died, Instead his attack hit Cole. Leo was able to heal only the human side of Cole leaving Balthazar vanquished. But the sisters did still reunite with Paige. The dynamic is different: Paige is still a social worker and has a seperate life living outside of the manor. She helps the sisters out when needed. Phoebe and Cole, Piper and Leo all live in the manor, but Cole is completely human. Phoebe and Cole have a boy named Peter that is empathic. Piper is just now pregnant, and she believes that it will be a girl. Prue is head photographer at 411, and single. Confused yet? Bare with me. The sisters chapters so far have been in the reality we all know, right after Piper got pregnant with Chris. That is the reality most of the story will be taking place in)
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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 4, 2005 11:32:18 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.
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 11:47:07 GMT -5
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"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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Post by Astral Echo on Nov 4, 2005 11:57:47 GMT -5
This real good, more soon!
Dan
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 13:43:01 GMT -5
Thanks for the reply!
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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 4, 2005 14:21:36 GMT -5
Shift Realities.
As Prue approached Phoebe's door, she began wondering if she really might be being a bitch 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?"
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 14:54:15 GMT -5
"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."
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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."
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 15:16:24 GMT -5
******************** "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?" _________________________________
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 16:44:13 GMT -5
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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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Reality Shift
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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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 17:01:17 GMT -5
"Okay, I'm officially confused. I thought you said you had a daughter." Piper said. "Downstairs, I did!" Phoebe answered. The child seemed pacified.
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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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 4, 2005 17:03:30 GMT -5
Okay, I guess no one's enjoying this very much. I'm gonna maybe write some more next week. See ya.
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Post by Astral Echo on Nov 4, 2005 18:09:16 GMT -5
Oh no write more, please (on floor begging) this is so interesting!
Dan
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Post by hellosunshine on Nov 4, 2005 18:20:23 GMT -5
i like it. it is a little confusing, but i am following it. it's good. i hope you continue and finish it so i can find out what happens
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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 5, 2005 17:07:07 GMT -5
Chris continued: "If The Seer is alive in any reality, this could be the thing that corrupts Wyatt!" "Go. Check on him at once." Piper said. When he delayed, she added with a shout, "Now!" Chris orbed out. Both Paiges, Cole, Phoebe and Piper along with the child, now seemingly human and normal, looked at her blankly. Almost as an afterthought, Cole added: "I like what you did with your hair." talking to Phoebe. "Thank You!" Both Paiges said. Phoebe just rolled her eyes.
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Shift Realities.
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."
Reality Shift.
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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Post by peterhalliwell on Nov 5, 2005 17:47:55 GMT -5
Shift Realities!
"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. _________________________________
Shift Realities.
*** Confused yet??*****
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