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Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 18, 2016 23:40:03 GMT -5
Charmed: Heritage
Episode 1X13 – The Power of Influence Prologue - Tyler's Girls Friday April 9, 2027 The casual observer would have at first seen a proud father watching his two preteen daughters. That would have last about until they saw Piper Westcott look across the room and a doll start floating toward her. Her younger sister, Leah, was oblivious as she stacked blocks onto her fortress. Tyler Westcott, the father of the two girls looked up from where he was sitting on the floor and saw the doll floating toward them. He smiled slightly and shook his head. “I’m not sure your mom is ready to see that, Sweetie.” Piper concentrated on the doll and it slipped quickly through the air and into her arms. “You said to practice,” she protested looking defiantly at her father. Tyler nodded in agreement. “I did and you should. When I was a little older than you I came into my powers and I couldn’t learn to control them. At least yours is safer.” As if in response to her father’s comment about his less than safe ability, Leah put her hands to her temples and concentrated on one of the blocks. It burst into flames. Tyler grabbed a nearby jacket and quickly smothered the fire. “Remember what I said, Leah.” “Only practice on stuff no one wants cause then it’s gone,” she recited before looking at the jacket covering her block. “Is my block gone?” “Tyler, have you seen Matthew?” Miranda Westcott’s voice sounded from outside the room. Getting up Tyler admonished his oldest daughter, “Piper, make sure Leah doesn’t start any fires while I am gone.” “Okay, Dad,” Piper agreed readily.
Tyler entered the hallway where his wife stood with their youngest daughter, Halli. “What is this about Matthew?” “He was on the computer showing Halli and me a game he got from Jonathan,” Miranda began. “The timer for the oven rang, so Halli and I went to the kitchen and got dinner out of the oven. When we returned to get Matthew to the table he wasn’t there.” Tyler looked down at Halli. “Did Matthew tell you he was going somewhere?” “No, Daddy,” Halli informed his with a shake of her blonde head. Without another word Tyler turned around and walked back into the room only to find it empty. The jacket had been removed from the pile of blocks and Piper’s doll was on the floor. Tyler’s eyes widened as he sucked in a breath. As he looked around the room panic began to set in. He turned around once more and exited the room, faster this time. As soon as he reached his wife and daughter he scooped Halli up into his arms and addressed his wife. “Piper and Leah aren’t in there. When you called me, they were on the floor playing with blocks. Now, they’re gone.” “Gone?” Miranda asked startled. “How can three children just vanish like that?” “I don’t know,” he admitted, “but we aren’t letting Halli out of our sight.”
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Post by Chrisaholic on Sept 23, 2016 13:04:11 GMT -5
Again, not good. I bet Tyler will go to the Halliwells now and ask them for help.
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 23, 2016 22:27:03 GMT -5
Again, not good. I bet Tyler will go to the Halliwells now and ask them for help. This episode is all about the influence people, especially the Charmed Ones, have on others, about how even years later, the innocents that the Charmed Ones saved are still influenced by that action of saving them. There aren't a lot of innocents in this episode, at least not a lot who were on Charmed, but there are more than in most episodes. Enjoy.
Chapter One – In Time of Need Piper Halliwell was in the kitchen working on dinner when a knock on the front door caught her attention. She put down the knife she was holding and walked to the front door. Before she could get there, there was a second knock. She pulled opened the door and looked at the three people on her front porch. “Tyler?” Tyler nodded as he shifted Halli in his arms. “May we come in, please?” “It’s been a long time,” Piper commented as she stepped out of the way to let him in. “What brings you here?” Tyler hugged his daughter to him as he headed into the manor with Miranda close behind him. Once the door was closed he turned around and faced her. “This is my wife, Miranda. Miranda, this is Piper Halliwell. I told you about her.” “Piper?” Halli piped up. “I have a sister named Piper.” Piper looked at her surprised. “Really?” Halli nodded. “Yep. And a sister named Leah. And we have a brother named Matthew. I’m Halli.” “You certainly are the chatty one, aren’t you?” Piper commented as she looked at Tyler. “Did you . . ?” “Our oldest daughter is named after you,” Tyler informed her. “If I remember correctly,” Miranda commented blandly, “our son was named after your youngest sister, our middle daughter was named after your husband, and Halli was named after your family in general, but sort of to honor your other sister.” Piper blinked and stared at her. Then, she looked at Tyler. “You named all your children after my family?” Tyler shrugged. “I wouldn’t be here if not for you and your family. And now, I need your help, again.” “What happened?” “My kids are missing?” Piper frowned at him. “Have you called the police?” “I was out of the room for less than half a minute and in that time someone took both of my older daughters without making a sound,” Tyler informed her. “The police can’t help me. I need your help. Please. I didn’t know where to find your sisters, but I figured someone would be here.” Piper nodded. “All right. I will find someone who can help.” “Your sisters,” Tyler insisted. “That might be difficult,” Piper hedged. “But not impossible.” He looked at her imploringly. “I trust you. My kids need your help, Piper.” “Why don’t you three take a seat on the couch in there,” she suggested waving her hand at the next room. “I’ll make some phone calls and see if I can at least find Paige.” “And Phoebe?” Piper bit down on her lip. “That’s the difficult part.” Without explaining she walked over to the phone and started dialing. Feeling dismissed, Tyler took his family to the couch and sat down, fright plain on his face. The phone stopped ringing on the other end and Piper listened impatiently as the answering machine picked up. “Hi, Paige. This is Piper. I need you to head over here as soon as you get this message. Tyler is here and he’s a bit panicked. His kids are missing and he thinks it’s . . . well, you know what he thinks. From what he said, I’m inclined to agree with him.” She hung up the phone and dialed a second number. After several seconds the phone was picked up. “Hi. Mom or Dad?” Wyatt asked. “You really have to quit relying on that photo ID system of yours,” Piper scolded. “And you really ought to get one,” Wyatt returned. “What’s up, Mom?” “One our old innocents has just shown up asking for help. I need you and your brother to get here as soon as you can.” “Chris isn’t here,” Wyatt informed her. “I thought you made the schedules at The Manor.” “Oh,” Piper said remembering. “I had forgotten. I’ll call him there than. Just get her as soon as you can.” “Will do, Mom.” Piper hung up without waiting for a longer conversation and dialed in a third number. This time it was picked up after only one ring. “The Manor, how may I help you?” the cheery voice of Emily Colson greeted over the phone. “Emily, this is Piper,” Piper said by way of greeting. “I need to talk to Chris.” “The kitchen is kind of busy right now,” Emily informed her. “I wouldn’t even be free, except I just delivered the food to my last table. The first one will be wanting me for drink refills in a few seconds, I think. Can I pass on a message?” Piper groaned. “I need to speak to Chris.” “I’m sorry, Mrs. Halliwell,” Emily replied apologetically, “but there is no way he can get away from the kitchen for a few minutes at least. I promise to deliver any message you have at once, though, word for word.” Piper exhaled deeply. “I was informed that you know about . . . my other job. That is correct, right?” There was silence for a few seconds and then, “Well, sort of. You didn’t really come up much in the conversation, but assuming it’s more or less the same as the one your sons do, then I guess I do. I did gather that you can’t do the whole bright light moving thing, though.” “Orbing,” Piper said, dripping with sarcasm. “You think I can say that with a dining room full of people?” Emily asked softly. “What if one of them knew what that meant?” “Then, I’m sure ‘bright light moving thing’ will tip them off just as fast,” Piper retorted. “Didn’t you have a table to get to?” “I do,” Emily agreed. “They are looking at me, kind of annoyed right now, too. I figure that this message is important, so why don’t you tell me what to tell Chris?” Piper sighed. “Fine. Tell Chris that he is going to orb himself back to the manor as soon as absolutely possible and that I am calling in Callie to cook for him.” “Do I tell him why?” Emily asked, curious. “An innocent needs help,” Piper informed him. “That’s all he’ll need to know before he gets here. I’ll explain the rest when he gets here.” “All right,” Emily agreed. “I don’t think I’m going to get much of a tip on that table, but they’ll just have to wait.” “Chris can’t really leave until Callie gets there, unless you have someone else in mind who can mind the kitchen while it’s busy, so go to your table on the way to the kitchen, grab their glasses, and tell them your boss called. And then go straight to the kitchen and tell Chris what I said.” “Will do,” Emily agreed. “I hope you save them, Mrs. Halliwell.” “Your guests?” “Your innocents.”
How do you like Piper's reaction to the names of the Westcott children? So do you think Emily is going to be a problem? And what do you think of her descriptive definition of orbing? |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Sept 24, 2016 10:30:58 GMT -5
Interesting naming though. Hehe, Piper's reaction classical. Wyatt and Emily answering the phones - still priceless.  Wonder though how Emily will describe what Piper said to say to Chris. Geez, my English these days! lol |
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 24, 2016 10:48:41 GMT -5
Interesting naming though. Hehe, Piper's reaction classical. Wyatt and Emily answering the phones - still priceless. Wonder though how Emily will describe what Piper said to say to Chris. Geez, my English these days! lol I'm afraid you won't get to see Emily telling Chris, but it's pretty straightforward. She does as she told Piper, tells him word for word. You will get to see him leave, but first Piper gets contacted by someone she hasn't seen in a very long time. I had been trying to figure out how to bring this person in and then when I wrote this, it just worked perfectly. Enjoy.
Chapter Two – When Old Friends Come Calling After calling Callie and convincing her to relieve Chris at the Manor, Piper returned to the sitting room, where Tyler and his family where. “I’ve got help coming, so why don’t you three come with me and I’ll get you something to drink in the kitchen.” Tyler stood, without letting go of Halli. Piper raised an eyebrow at this. “Aren’t your arms going to get tired?” “Miranda and Halli were in the room with Matthew,” Tyler informed her as he followed behind her. “They left him to get the food out of the oven and when they returned he was gone. Then, she called me to see if I had seen him. I had been in the room with our two older daughters, Piper and Leah. As soon as I heard what she said I went back into their room to check on them. They were gone.” He stopped walking as they reached the kitchen. “I hadn’t been gone for even a minute. I am not letting Halli out of my sight.” Piper sighed. She could understand. “Fair enough.” The sound of orbing filled the room and both Piper and Tyler turned to watch Wyatt orb in. Miranda ignored it and looked out the window. Wyatt looked around and say his mom looking at him amused. He took note of Tyler standing nearby with Halli hugging her arms around his neck. He saw Miranda looked over from the window as if his presence had just registered with her. Not knowing who any of these people were, Wyatt addressed his first question to his mom. “Where’s Chris?” “He was busy, so I left a message with Emily,” Piper told him. “She said she’ll make sure he gets here as soon as possible. I think she means to invade my kitchen.” Wyatt chuckled. “Emily isn’t ready to cook for you. Grant you, she is learning, but she only knows how to make about three items off the menu so far.” “I know,” Piper admitted. “I called Callie. She agreed to come in. I’m surprised she hasn’t asked for an explanation yet.” Miranda walked over to stand behind her husband. She hugged his torso from behind. “Is this one of your sons, Piper?” Piper nodded as she turned around. “This is my older son, Wyatt. Wyatt, this is Tyler Westcott, his wife, Miranda, and their youngest daughter, Halli.” “Hi.” Tyler turned his head to look at Piper. “I think I’d rather you and your sisters help us.” “Unfortunately Phoebe is unavailable,” Piper informed him trying not to count the weeks since she’d last seen her baby sister. “I tried calling Paige, but couldn’t get through. I’ll try again later. For now, Wyatt and I are here and we will do what we can to help.” Tyler sighed. “Okay. As I already told you, Miranda went to get our son, Matthew, for dinner, and couldn’t find him, so she called me. I left our older girls alone in their room and when I returned they were gone. I wasn’t gone that long, less than a minute. I didn’t know where else to turn. I don’t know anyone else in the magical community, but I’m scared. I want my kids back.” The phone ringing in the hall reached their ears and Piper turned to Wyatt. “I was informed a while back that you actually know your way around a kitchen, so why don’t you find something for them to eat while I go get that and then see if you can find any info that might be helpful. I doubt someone is calling to talk to you.” Wyatt chuckled. “Likely not.” Piper left the kitchen and headed into the hall. She grabbed up the phone and put it up to her ear. “Halliwell Manor. Piper here.” “Piper, it’s Darryl,” said the long unheard voice on the other end. “I need your help.” |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Sept 24, 2016 12:41:45 GMT -5
My oh my, Halliwell Manor seems to become a busy place right now. Everyone needs the Halliwells for help. Something big is going on, it seems. Mmh, why would Darryl need their help after so many years?
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 24, 2016 15:55:49 GMT -5
My oh my, Halliwell Manor seems to become a busy place right now. Everyone needs the Halliwells for help. Something big is going on, it seems. Mmh, why would Darryl need their help after so many years? Yes, and it's going to get busier. Something big is definitely going on. As to what Darryl needs their help with, I'll just let him tell you that.
Chapter Three – Magical Assistance For several seconds Piper just stared at the phone stunned. Though they had last seen Darryl Morris on more or less friendly terms he hadn’t called them in over two decades. She certainly hadn’t expected to hear from him ever, again. “Darryl?” “I’m sorry I haven’t called,” Darryl informed her, trying to forestall any questions on that, “but I really need your help. We’ve gotten over thirty reports of missing children in the last twenty-four hours.” Piper glanced in the direction of her kitchen. Could Darryl’s problem possibly be connected with Tyler’s? “Not one of those reports was from the parents and from the parents I have actually talked to I am getting the distinct impression that they think the Chicago Police Department will do them no good.” “That’s all horrible,” Piper conceded, “but, Darryl, that doesn’t mean it’s magical and I’m not sure I’d be any use in finding a human kidnapper.” “It’s magical,” Darryl argued. “At least one of these parents had your power, Piper. I haven’t asked for your help often, but I need you with this. Can’t you get Paige to orb you and Phoebe here and check it out.” “I can’t get Phoebe anywhere,” Piper said with a catch in her voice. Darryl must have heard it, because he immediately picked up on it. “Did something happen to Phoebe? Is she all right?” “I don’t know,” Piper admitted. “We haven’t seen her in almost two months, not since just before Pr . . . Oh!” Piper gasped as she realized something. “Darryl, I just realized that I have some news you’ll want to hear.” “Do you know where to find these kids?” “No, but I know who I’m going to try and send over to help you,” Piper decided. “I need someone magical for this, Piper,” Darryl insisted. “This is magical. A demon is behind this, or maybe several demons. You can tell me your news later.” “It’s about Andy.” There was complete silence on the other end for almost half a minute. Finally, Darryl audibly gulped. “Andy has been dead for nearly three decades, Piper.” “I know that,” Piper admitted. “But my husband has been dead since 1942 if you recall.” “Leo’s a whitelighter,” Darryl protested. “Or was? Or is he again?” “He’s just a normal human,” Piper replied to put off any other questions on that. “I’ll let Andy get you all caught up.” “You’re saying Andy is a whitelighter?” “Was,” came Piper’s reply. “He’s also from an alternate reality, but that reality broke off of ours after he died, so everything before his death is just the same as what you remember.” “Alternate what?” Darryl asked confused. “Reality,” Piper repeated. “Like I said, I’ll let him fill you in.” “Much as I would love to see Andy again,” Darryl protested, “he’s still not going to be able to help with something magical.” “You’d be surprised what three decades as a whitelighter can teach someone about magic,” Piper retorted. The words replayed in her mind as a little voice remaindered her that Leo had six decades as a whitelighter before he gave up his wings for her and their family. “Besides, he’ll bring his wife and she most assuredly has practical experience with magic.” “His wife?” Darryl queried. “Who’s his wife?” “Prue.” |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Sept 25, 2016 6:27:21 GMT -5
Oh my, Piper is really shocking Darryl this day. First with Andy and now with Prue. Still, it'd be good if Andy can help in Chicago, and now also with alternate realities. Definitely headache!  |
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 25, 2016 7:47:54 GMT -5
Oh my, Piper is really shocking Darryl this day. First with Andy and now with Prue. Still, it'd be good if Andy can help in Chicago, and now also with alternate realities. Definitely headache! Definitely. She's pretty shocked to hear from him, but she's definitely shocking him even more. I love Andy Darryl reunions probably more than I love Prue and Paige meeting stories. We'll go to Chicago in a bit, but first we have some other things that need to happen. Another innocent they saved is on his way.
Chapter Four – Seth’s Report The conversation with Darryl after all these years still had Piper stunned as she headed back to the kitchen. The first words out of Wyatt’s mouth when he saw her were, “It’s been over a week.” “What?” Piper stared at him confused. “What on earth are you talking about?” “Seth and Melinda’s demon,” Wyatt reminded her. Miranda gulped at the word. “They both agreed that it would be at least a week and it’s been over a week,” Wyatt continued. “We still have nothing useful on that demon, but the timing of this is right. What if this has something to do with that?” “That makes no sense,” Piper protested. “Actually,” Seth Silberman said from the doorway behind her, “it makes perfect sense.” His tongue flicked out drawing a gasp from Miranda. All eyes turned to him. Tyler’s free hand went to his temple. “Stand down, Tyler,” Piper ordered. “This is Seth. He’s Wyatt’s best friend, one of the good guys.” “But his tongue,” Tyler protested. Seth shrugged. “I don’t judge you for whatever you are,” Seth retorted, “so I’d appreciate the same.” He pointed a hand in the direction of the front door. “I tried the front, but no one was there and I heard voices.” “What brings you here?” Piper asked. “It’s happening,” he announced. Knowing what Seth had been looking for the last week and a half, Piper instantly gave him her full attention. “Did you hear something?” “Did I hear something?” Seth asked, indignant. “The entire underworld is a buzz. It’s impossible not to hear something.” Piper looked back at Tyler and Miranda. “Is this something about missing children?” Seth nodded. “Not just any children. Magical children. Seems that no one wanted to talk about this much beforehand just in case it somehow jinxed him. Apparently,” Seth grinned at Wyatt, “the last time he showed up he had some major problems with some of your ancestors. I couldn’t get many details on that, but I found it interesting.” “Do you have anything more specific than that?” Piper asked. Seth sighed. “Not a whole lot. I did get a date though.” Piper looked at him, questioningly. “A date? We’re trying to stop a demon and you got a date.” Seth snorted. “Not that kind of date. The date is April 11, 1627. I don’t think I was around then.” “And what does that mean?” Piper asked him, annoyed. “It’s the first known attack from this demon,” Seth informed her. “Your daughter said she heard something about him only being around for a few centuries. Well, that fits. Somehow or another, that’s most likely when this demon first hit the scene, possibly that’s when a demonic child grew into adulthood.” He was silent for a few seconds and then added, “Oh, and I also learned that he chooses to only attack once a century, because he likes to . . . are these parents?” Piper nodded. He sighed as he walked up to her. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “He likes to torture his victims. I’m not sure what all that entails, but it does mean that while he’s collecting them, he’s unlikely to kill them, so their kids are probably alive, possibly even unharmed. If we don’t stop him now, they won’t stay that way long.” He moved away and spoke in a normal volume. “Keeping that in mind, I also learned that while he only shows up once every hundred years, at least noticeably, he usually takes a few days to do so. From the looks of things, we are on day one, or at the beginning of day two as it sounds like kids might have started disappearing last night.” “There are more children missing?” Miranda asked, softly. “Tyler, my babies.” Tyler turned around to hug her to him. He shifted Halli about so that he could hold his wife. In front of the doorway to the basement orbs flowed around and formed into Kevin Shepherd. The young elder took in those around him. His eyes stopped on Tyler with a small frown. He shook his head, trying to clear it. “Kevin?” Piper looked at him surprised. “Are you okay?” Kevin gave her a smile. “He’s about my age, isn’t he?” Tyler looked at him confused. “What on earth are you talking about?” Piper nodded. “Yeah, he’s about your same age.” Tyler looked at Kevin and threw Piper and confused look. “He’s a teenager. He’s about the same age as my son.” Piper shook her head. “We met Kevin only about a year after we met you.” Tyler groaned. “He came by those orbing powers ‘honestly’ didn’t he? He died and earned his wings.” Kevin shook his head, trying not to grin. “I’m very much alive. I’m not a whitelighter exactly, either. And I certainly didn’t become what I am by the normal means.” “And what are you?” Seth asked. “An elder,” Kevin replied. Seth’s eyes widened. His mouth opened to say something and snapped closed. “And a witch,” Kevin added. “Right now, though, I am acting as a liaison between the elders and the Charmed Ones.” “They actually sent you here?” Piper asked. Kevin nodded. “This time, yes. I admit most aren’t too happy with me for what I did in February, but they also agree that you are unlikely to listen to most of them.” “So what do the elders want from the Charmed Ones?” Piper asked. “And how do they expect the Charmed Ones to do anything when Phoebe is missing.” Kevin shrugged. “I think it’s more a plea to your family in general. Apparently no one else has ever come close to defeating this demon.” “So they know who he is.” Kevin shook his head. “None among the elders has ever seen him. And they know of no one who ever has.” “Is there anything they can tell us that would be useful?” Piper asked, annoyed. “They think he used to be human.”
I had a lot of fun introducing Tyler and Kevin to each other. Two of my favorite innocents and another innocent later in the story is another one of my favorites. That innocent won't be asking for help, but instead will be offering it. And of course Seth was an innocent they saved, too, so there's another innocent in this chapter. |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Sept 29, 2016 10:06:10 GMT -5
Shocking when the surprises come out of nowhere for the mortal wife of Tyler. And I guess, he was the second Innocent you mentioned. Wonder why this demon had started so early with attacking and could there be a Warren child involved?
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 29, 2016 10:48:08 GMT -5
Shocking when the surprises come out of nowhere for the mortal wife of Tyler. And I guess, he was the second Innocent you mentioned. Wonder why this demon had started so early with attacking and could there be a Warren child involved? It's not early, the demon attacks exactly when he wants to and for exactly as long as he wants to. As to a Warren child involved, that depends on what you mean by Warren (by name or blood) and for that matter what you mean by involved (as in present day or past). Yep, Tyler and Kevin are the first two innocents I meant (and of course Seth being the one I forgot). Darryl and Andy kind of count, but they were more allies than they were innocents, so not really. There's one more innocent of the Charmed Ones coming up. Here's a short little one for you. The title will become a common phrase from one of the characters.
Chapter Five – I Don’t Want To Know Chris was busy filling out orders. It had been a crazy night so far and he got the idea it was just going to get worse. The sound of the door opening drew a groan from his lips. Before he could turn to look a voice said, “Relax, Chris. I’m here to relieve you.” A smile lit Chris face as he turned to look at Callie Ranard. “Thanks, Callie. Sorry to leave you with all this, but I do have to leave.” “Don’t tell me,” Callie requested as she approached the stove. “I honestly have no interest in what your family does outside of this restaurant. Do you have any orders needing made right now?” Chris handed her a small stack of orders. “Just these. Do you want help?” Callie took the papers from him. “I’m here because you have to leave,” she reminded him. “So get out of here. See to whatever you need to and don’t call me in tomorrow. I have plans.” Chris nodded and ran over to his mom’s office to grab his wallet and keys from the desk drawer and headed out, closing the door behind him. He was headed toward the back door when Emily’s voice stopped him. “Chris!” Chris turned around and saw her headed toward him. He waited for her to reach him. “Is something wrong?” “Be careful,” she replied looking at him worried. “I know I don’t know a lot about all this, but I know it’s dangerous, so be careful.” Chris smiled and nodded. “Did Mom say anything else?” She shook her head. “Not really. She said an innocent needs help. I’m not really sure what that means, because you failed to explain that term.” “Innocents are anyone needing our help and protection from the underworld,” Chris informed her. “Do you think this is about the . . . villain you were looking for last week?” “Emily, your order is ready,” Callie called out to her. “I’ll be careful,” Chris promised her. “I have to go though.” Emily nodded. “Remember your mom said to orb,” she threw at him before she hurried over to the stove. Chris headed out the back door and ran for his car. He started to climb in when Emily’s words registered. He sighed, wondering how he was going to explain why he was such a hurry to leave that he left behind his car. Even though he wasn’t sure how another half hour or so was going to make a difference, he pushed shut his door, locked it back up, and orbed out. |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Oct 7, 2016 9:16:27 GMT -5
Yeah, clearly a common phrase. And now when Chris should orb, he wants to take the car. lol Just glad that his work can be covered.
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Oct 7, 2016 18:26:54 GMT -5
Yeah, clearly a common phrase. And now when Chris should orb, he wants to take the car. lol Just glad that his work can be covered. Callie is generally willing to pick up another shift here and there. Just don't tell her what on earth is wrong with her employer's family.
Chapter Six – Waiting and Searching Wyatt had looked over the Book of Shadows several times over the past week and a half, trying to find something on their demon. Even with the additional information he had gained from Tyler, Seth, Kevin, and even Darryl he still wasn’t finding something that matched up. It appeared that there was nothing there, but something told him to keep looking, that something was in there. “Daddy, I want down,” Halli demanded. Tyler hugged her tighter. “No, Halli.” Miranda shivered and hugged her arms around herself, she rocked back and forth mumbling, “My babies.” “I’m here, Mommy,” Halli announced. “I’m here.” Miranda just rocked back and forth. Seeing this Piper headed over to Tyler. “I’ll take Halli to get a snack. You see to your wife.” Tyler let Piper take Halli out of his arms and watched her as she lead her to the kitchen. As they left the room he stood and walked over to Miranda. “We’re going to get them back,” he told her with more confidence than he felt. He hugged her close. Tyler closed his eyes, trying to block out all the events of the last few hours. He just wanted everything to be all right, to have his kids back. The sound of orbing brought his attention to the middle of the room. This time it was Chris who formed there. Chris walked over to the chair where his brother sat pouring over the Book. “So what’s going on, Wy?” Wyatt looked up and pointed in the direction of Tyler and Miranda. “Remember that answering machine message back in January from the guy who set his wife’s hair on fire?” Chris chuckled and nodded. “That him?” Wyatt nodded. “The woman with him is his wife, Miranda. They have four children and three of them are missing. I think I heard mom say she was taking the youngest to the kitchen.” “Do we have any idea what we are looking for?” “Very little,” Wyatt admitted, “but the knowledge is growing, thankfully. We are one hundred percent sure that this has to do with the demon that Seth and Melinda were trying to find last week. And we’ve even had Kevin here with a request for help from the elders.” “They want our help?” Chris asked, astounded. “Don’t they hate us?” “I don’t think it’s quite that bad,” Wyatt retorted. “Apparently, though, anything can be put aside for a common enemy.” “So this demon is a threat to the elders?” Wyatt shook his head. “Not so far as anyone seems to know. It’s a threat to the magical children of the world. And that’s enough for the elders.” “Is that all you know?” Wyatt shook his head. “Seth said he first showed up in 1627 and Kevin said they think he used to be human, so between the two, our demon was probably around the turn of the sixteenth century . . . which means finding any info about that is kind of unlikely, unless there’s something in the book.” Wyatt looked down at the Book, frustrated. “And if there’s something here, I’m not finding it.” He scowled. “Why can’t I find something?” “Maybe there’s nothing to find,” Chris suggested. “There’s something in here,” Wyatt insisted. Chris sighed. “Have we tried scrying for these kids?” Wyatt shook his head. “I don’t think so.” Seeing Piper returning with Halli he directed his question at her. “Mom, did anyone try scrying for these kids?” Piper shook her head. “It won’t matter if they’re in the underworld.” “And if they aren’t?” Piper looked over at Tyler trying to console his wife. Then, she looked down at the little girl whose hand she held. “I’ll see what I can do.” She smiled up at her younger son. “Did everything go okay at The Manor?” Chris nodded. “It was busy, but everything was fine when I left. How can I help here? Honestly, I don’t see much going on or much need for me to be here.” Piper picked up Halli and brought her over to Wyatt. She put her on his lap. When he looked up at her surprised, she informed him that, “Tyler’s a little busy right now. I need to talk to your brother. Someone needs to keep Halli with them. We don’t know how this demon is getting these children, but he’s fast.” Wyatt nodded and moved over so he could seat Halli next to him. “Why don’t you help me look for the bad guy that took your sisters and brother?” Halli grinned up at him. “I can do that.” Piper ignored them and led Chris into the dining room. “We have to find this demon and fast, Chris. And once we find him, we don’t know what it will take to defeat him. Tyler came to us for help and we are going to help him. Kevin came to us and told us that whitelighters have been freaking out, because they are losing their young charges. And they can’t track them, which means these kids are either cloaked or in the underworld. Seth thinks the kids are kept alive while he’s collecting them, because apparently he likes to torture them. We got a phone call from Darryl asking for our help, because he’s feeling the effect of this where he is. Have you any idea what it means for Darryl to call us?” Chris nodded. “Yeah, I get it, but what can I do?” Piper started to say something, but stopped at the sound of the phone. “Get that. It might be Paige.” Chris sighed and nodded. “Okay. I want to help, Mom. I just don’t know what to do. Let me try scrying for the kids. It couldn’t hurt.” “We’ll talk about it later,” Piper assured him. “Get the phone.”
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Post by Chrisaholic on Oct 8, 2016 12:26:22 GMT -5
Either the cousins or another family member. Or just simple Darryl again who met Andy and Prue again. Maybe there's new information coming!
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Oct 8, 2016 22:39:46 GMT -5
Either the cousins or another family member. Or just simple Darryl again who met Andy and Prue again. Maybe there's new information coming!  You got it. A cousin is on the other end. You will get to see Darryl and Andy's meeting, but not for a few more chapters. First to deal with this.
Chapter Seven – Getting Personal When Chris picked up the phone, he didn’t expect the panicked voice on the other end. “Oh, thank goodness,” his cousin, Hope Halliwell, breathed. “I was beginning to think no one was home.” “Is something wrong, Hope?” Chris asked concerned. “I can’t find Ladybug or Cilly?” she informed him with a sob. “First, Mom and Dad don’t come back, now my sisters are missing, too. Can you help me, Chris?” “I’m coming right over,” Chris informed her. “Can you hold on while I come over?” Hope sniffed and nodded. “I’m scared.” Chris put down the phone, but left it off the hook and orbed out.
Chris reappeared in Hope’s bedroom. The ten-year-old was huddled in a corner with the phone to her ear. As soon as she saw Chris she dropped it and ran to give him a hug. “I’m so scared. Once moment Cilly was there. I turned around to get something and heard her start to scream. When I turned to look she was gone as if she’d never been there. I went looking for Ladybug, but I couldn’t find her. Will you help me look?” Chris exhaled slowly, trying to come up with an answer. “We’ll find her, okay. We’ll find both of them, but I don’t think . . . Hope, when Cilly disappeared, did you see anything? Anything strange?” “She wasn’t there,” Hope insisted. “That’s strange. She should have been there.” Chris nodded. “Yes, that’s strange sweetie. Could she have teleported out?” Hope shook her head. “No, there wasn’t enough time. I’ve been around all of you long enough to know that. There wasn’t enough time. She was just gone, as if she had suddenly turned invisible.” Chris frowned as he looked at her. “What did you say?” “I said she was gone.” Chris shook his head. “No, the part about her turning invisible.” Hope shrugged. “That’s faster than leaving, just not being able to be seen.” “Like this?” Chris asked as he closed his eyes and concentrated. Hope gasped. “Chris?! Where are you?” Chris reappeared. “Would that timing work with what happened to Cilly?” Hope nodded. “When did you learn to do that?” “When magic came back,” Chris informed her. “Listen, Hope, a lot of children have been disappearing, some of them as old as Ladybug and Cilly. I don’t know why how, but we’ll find them, but I need you to come with me okay?” Hope nodded. “And there wasn’t anything more you can tell me?” Hope started to shake her head. She stopped and frowned. She ran across the room and pulled open a drawer in her nightstand. She pulled out a slip of paper and ran over to him. “I think Cilly dropped this. She was working on homework.” Chris took the piece of paper and unfolded it. Hurried letters spelled out, “James Thom”. After the last letter was what looked like the beginning of another, but he couldn’t make it out. “I’m not sure if it’s any help of not, but I will definitely show this to Mom and Wy. Are you ready to go?” Hope nodded. “You’re going to get my sisters back, right?” “I will do everything I can,” he assured her. Hope hugged her arms around him. “Okay, let’s go find my sisters.” Chris reached down and hugged her shoulder to him. Clutching the paper with the other hand he orbed them away from there.
I'm not really sure how Cilly came up with this, but I'm sure it has something to do with her Empathy power. Or maybe it's a cupid thing, because there are some pretty interesting inferences of powers for cupids. What do you think the paper means? Anything? |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Oct 9, 2016 6:32:20 GMT -5
Maybe Cilly has found out anything by reading her attacker's memory. Who knows? It could be anything. But now that the family is also attacked, Wyatt and Chris will definitely have more work.
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Oct 16, 2016 15:14:05 GMT -5
Maybe Cilly has found out anything by reading her attacker's memory. Who knows? It could be anything. But now that the family is also attacked, Wyatt and Chris will definitely have more work. Who knows indeed. She is an empath, so that can lead to some interesting situations.
Chapter Eight – For Future Generations Chris and Hope reappeared in the middle of the sitting room. He let go of Hope and walked over to his brother. “Wy, Hope thinks this guy has Ladybug and Cilly.” Wy looked up with a groan. “I did not want to hear that.” “I know,” Chris acknowledged. “Hope was there when Cilly vanished and she said it was too quick to be any form of teleportation. She also thinks Cilly might have dropped this paper.” Chris held it out to him. Wyatt reached over Halli and took the paper. He frowned as he looked at it. “It’s just a name.” “What if that’s our demon’s name?” “That’s not a demon’s name,” Hope protested. “Maybe, but it might have been at one point,” Chris informed her. “The elders think this demon used to be human.” “We’re listening to elders?” Hope asked, surprised. Chris nodded. “When they are offering information about a demon, yes. We don’t know how much time we have, but it’s not a lot.” “Well, how would Cilly have gotten a name off of a demon?” Hope wanted to know. “If this is the demon’s name,” Chris decided, “then we will asked her when we find her.” “James Thom,” Wyatt mumbled. “That’s Thomas,” Halli told him looking at the paper in his hand. “What?” Wyatt looked at her surprised. “Thomas,” Halli repeated. “There’s a boy in my class at school named Thomas and he sometimes shortens it to Tom. It looks like Thomas. Don’t you think?” Wyatt eyed it and sighed. “Yeah, probably. You didn’t happen to see that name in the Book did you?” Halli shook her head. “Remember that this guy might be able to turn invisible,” Chris commented, looking over his shoulder. “Yeah, right,” Wyatt mumbled as he started looking through the Book, again. “Why is Hope here?” Piper asked as she entered the room. “That phone call you asked me to get,” Chris began, “that was Hope. Ladybug and Cilly have gone missing and I felt it best to bring her here.” Piper groaned. “Considering her parents are all ready missing, she was understandably distressed,” Chris added. “You think this is because of the demon?” Piper asked, appearing to be hoping for a negative. “Listen to Hope’s story,” Chris suggested, “and you’ll believe it, too.” “Story later,” Wyatt declared. “I think I found our demon.” Across the room, Tyler quit rocking Miranda and looked at them attentively. “A week past Rachel’s young Katherine came to me. She had seen a man who caused her fear. As empathy is Fiona’s talent and not Katherine’s, I dismissed her words as something of the natural world and I now think I was too quick to do so. I knowest not whom this James Thomas is, but in the last few days our children have been disappearing. I am only thankful that my own have not vanished, but dear sweet Katherine is gone and I fear I have failed her. If, as it appears, the children taken are only that of witches, then I have learned some startling news about one of my neighbors as his son was amongst those lost. James Thomas has himself vanished and the people of village have comest to believe as I do that he was somehow responsible. Blessed Be, Prudence. 14 April 1727.” Wyatt looked up as he finished reading. “Based off that, it appears that she’s Melinda Warren’s daughter.” “Okay, so our demon’s name is James Thomas,” Chris commented. “There is nothing there to help us.’ He scowled. “Not in what Prudence writes,” Wyatt agreed. “But there is more in a different hand.” Chris waved his hand at the Book. “Then, keep reading.” “Over the last days this demon has appeared, again,” Wyatt read. “At first we did not connect the two, for there is very little to go by. But there is enough. We managed to track him down, but while we confronted him, the battle came as a draw, both he and Phoebe being badly injured. Somehow between the time I injured him and the time that he escaped the battle children started to reappear. It is nearly impossible to determine how many children reappeared, for some may not have even been missed yet, but we believe that a few hundred children were safely returned to their parents. Many children were safely returned, but a call to Iona revealed that Brian was not amongst them. It rips at my heart that my friend will never see her son, again.” Wyatt stopped reading and looked up. “That’s it. It’s not signed.” “That still tells us nothing,” Chris moaned. “It tells us that this demon can be injured and when he is children can escape from wherever he has them,” Wyatt announced. “It also tells us that if he’s not vanquished, he can regain the ability to stop them from escaping him pretty fast. And most likely at that point he’ll go into hiding and we won’t see him for another hundred years. The question is, how do we vanquish him?”
Halli wasn't necessarily right. It could have been Thompson or something else that started with Thom. It wasn't, but it could have been. Weird name for a demon, huh? |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Oct 17, 2016 8:59:14 GMT -5
Indeed. Hope they still find the potion or whatever it is to hurt him and get all missing children free. Could be a lot by then. |
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Oct 17, 2016 10:53:52 GMT -5
Indeed. Hope they still find the potion or whatever it is to hurt him and get all missing children free. Could be a lot by then. Definitely a lot of children.
Chapter Nine – Lessons Seth Style Piper had decided to try making some potions to hopefully use on the demon when they found him. She refused to believe that they wouldn’t find him, especially now that two of Phoebe’s girls were missing. She was not going to be forced to tell her baby sister than she’d lost two of her children when they finally found her. Seth shimmered in. Hope saw him first and squealed. “Seth!” She ran the few steps to him and hugged him tight. “I heard you were back. Are you going to start my lessons, again?” Wyatt looked at his best friend suspiciously. “What are you teaching my cousin?” Seth rolled his eyes. “Not much. Apparently your cousin here stinks at Dodge Ball and she thinks throwing large rubber balls at her counts as lessons.” Wyatt stared at him for and second and then snorted. “Right. Weird.” “I’m serious,” Seth protested. “I imagine so,” Wyatt granted. “It’s still weird. Find anything useful. We’ve ID the demon.” “Well, you topped me in that,” Seth admitted. “I still can’t get anyone to say a name. What’s the demon called?” “James Thomas,” Wyatt informed him with a straight face, ignoring the sound of the phone ringing. Seth frowned and looked at him. “I can’t tell. You are pulling my leg, right?” Wyatt shook his head. “Not in the least. As Kevin said, he used to be human. That was his name. As you mentioned he was injured before. We have a brief statement from one of our ancestors, presumably the ones you were referring to, stating that fact. One of them was injured, too. When he was injured the children he captured were briefly able to escape. Somewhere in the hundreds, but she wasn’t really sure how many.” Piper returned to the room with a phone in hand. “Chris, watch the potion on the stove.” “But, what is it?” Chris protested. “Just make sure it doesn’t boil over,” Piper instructed him. “Paige called back.” Once Chris was headed toward the kitchen Piper put the phone back to her ear. “Sorry about that.” “What’s going on?” Paige asked on the other end. “Your message sounded ominous.” “A demon is kidnapping magical children,” Piper informed her as she walked toward the foyer. “Remember Tyler, the firestarter we helped years ago?” Paige smiled remembering the troubled teen. “Yeah, I remember him.” “He’s here,” Piper informed her, “in the manor, with his wife and one of his four children. The other three have vanished. And now, Hope is here, telling us that this demon has taken her sisters as well. I got a call from Darryl earlier.” “Darryl?” Paige gasped in surprise. Piper nodded. “There have been dozens of kidnappings in the last day that appear to be supernatural in origin. He felt he couldn’t just ignore that and called here.” “I hope he doesn’t just shut down the line of communication, again,” Paige commented. “So these kids are because of the same demon?” “Most likely,” Piper agreed. “I told him about Prue and Andy and gave him their number. I need to call to make sure he got through to them, but I’m hoping that they can help him from that end.” “Is he in Boston?” Paige asked, again, surprised. “Chicago, but Darryl and Andy used to be partners, so I thought he’d like to work with Andy, again.” “And they’ll get there, how?” “If they need help with that, I figure they’ll call. Can you come over?” “Sure, but I need to make sure my kids are all safe first.” “Bring them with you,” Piper urged her. “We’ll see,” Paige hedged. “I think maybe I’ll send them to Prue, to see if she can use help over there.” “Well, before you do that, let me get Wyatt on the phone, so he can update you. I missed a bit of what’s going on.” Piper smiled a little. “Tyler will be glad to see you.” “It will be good to see him, too,” Paige agreed. “It’s nice to know the things we did had a long lasting effect.” |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Oct 21, 2016 13:51:50 GMT -5
Again a lot of surprises to all sides of the family. Information overload soon. lol Maybe we'll get more info soon as well.
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Wonder though how Emily will describe what Piper said to say to Chris. Geez, my English these days! lol
You got it. A cousin is on the other end.
