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Post by StoryGirl83 on Oct 21, 2016 15:19:55 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. True. There is a lot of information coming in, but is it enough?
Chapter Ten – Divide and Protect Paige hung up the room and headed up the stairs to her girls’ room. Janice was flopped on her bed with a school book in front of her. Alanna was sitting at her computer working on a report. Both girls looked up at the sound of the door opening. “Don’t you know how to knock?” Alanna asked, slightly annoyed. “Watch that tone, young lady,” Paige warned. “A demon has been taking magical children and I need your help.” Alanna looked at her interested. “How’s that?” “We appear to be dividing our resources,” Paige informed her. “Piper and her boys are at the manor and Prue’s in Chicago with an old friend who’s asked for help. I’m going to join Piper, but I want you two and your brother to join Prue in Chicago. Will you do that?” “But what use would we be?” Janice asked. “We basically know our powers, but we don’t have much practice in fighting demons.” “And you’ll never get it if you don’t fight them,” Paige returned. “Besides, this demon is taking magical children. I am not leaving my three magical children here alone, especially when they don’t have a lot of practice fighting demons.” “Why would someone bother us?” Alanna wanted to know. “Don’t they know you’ll come after them?” “You think that would ever stop them?” Paige shook her head. “No, the demon already has two of your cousins. I’m not letting it get you, too.” “Who?!” Janice asked, startled. “Who does the demon have?” “Ladybug and Cilly,” Paige replied. “Now, come on, we need to go get your brother and tell him what’s going on. Is he in his room?” Both girls shook their head. “Downstairs,” Janice volunteered. “He’s in the magic room. Said he wanted to try some things.”
Hank flipped the page of the book he was looking at. As he read the words on the paper he drew an arrow between two of the lines. He struck through one word with a line. At the sound of footsteps he looked up. His mom stood in the doorway. “Hey, Mom. Is something wrong?” Paige nodded. “A demon has been kidnapping magical children. I need you and your sisters to go to Chicago and meet up with my sister.” Hank frowned. “Which sister? Aunt Piper and Aunt Phoebe live in San Francisco and Prue is in Boston.” “Prue went to Chicago to help an old friend who’s working the case there,” Paige told him. Case? “Well, where will you be?” “The manor. Piper’s working on it there.” Hank frowned. “I don’t understand . Why can’t we go with you?” “You can,” Paige admitted, “but I’d like you to go to Chicago to show our support to Darryl.” Hank blinked in surprise. “Darryl? As in Darryl Morris?” Paige nodded. “The very same. Will you help?” “But why aren’t you going there, too?” “Because Tyler specifically wants my help,” Paige informed him. “When he was a boy, a little younger than you, I found him trying to hide from some demonic bounty hunters. I need to go there.” Hank nodded. “All right, Mom. I’ll bring Lanna and Jani to see Darryl. I’m curious to meet him anyway.” “Thank you, Hank.” Hank shut the book he was reading, a book of nonmagical spells. He tucked it under his arm as he stood and headed for the door.
Hank may not be able to do much with spells at the moment, but what he can do, he does. He's kind of obsessed. |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Oct 22, 2016 9:08:30 GMT -5
Maybe this division will help here. Can we get some info of how about it goes on in Chicago? Just curious here.  |
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Oct 22, 2016 9:25:09 GMT -5
Maybe this division will help here. Can we get some info of how about it goes on in Chicago? Just curious here. Absolutely. How's this work?
Chapter Eleven – The Other Dimension Darryl was seated at his desk looking at the reports in front of him. The only thing that popped out at him was the fact that not one parent had reported the child missing, not to the police. Two parents had actually had to be notified that their sons were missing. A knock on the door pulled his attention away from the reports. “Enter.” The door opened and a lieutenant poked his head in. “Commander, there is a family here. I don’t think it’s about the missing kid case, but they asked specifically to see you.” “Send them in,” Darryl instructed him. “I’m expecting some people who might have some info on the case.” The lieutenant nodded and pushed the door open all the way. He stepped into the room to let them by. Prue entered first with Pat behind her. After them was Alanna and Janice. Hank entered with a notepad in hand. He was writing, but he stopped as he entered the room and studied Darryl. Darryl tried not to show the thoughts going through his head as Andy entered behind Hank. Vicki entered without any notice from anyone. Her eyes grew wide as she looked around the room. She didn’t even seem to notice Darryl or the lieutenant. “Thank you, Lieutenant.” The lieutenant left the room quickly, having other things to work on. As soon as the door shut behind him, Darryl rose from his seat. He walked over to Andy and pulled him into a hug, patting his back before letting him go. “I can’t believe you’re standing in front of me.” Andy grinned back at him. “Quite frankly, neither can I. It’s good to see you, Darryl, very good to see you.” “So can you guys actually help me with this, or is this just a very nice reunion?” Darryl asked, willing to go with either one. “Shh!” Vicki demanded. “I need to listen.” Darryl frowned and looked at her. Andy smiled. “That is my younger daughter, Victoria Penelope Trudeau. She’s usually more polite than that.” “Daddy, she’s trying to tell me something,” Vicki informed him. “Do you want her to tell you instead?” Andy frowned. “Who’s trying to tell you something, Vicki?” “The girl by the window,” Vicki announced. “Don’t you see her?” “No one’s there, Vicki,” Pat tried telling her. Vicki glared at her. “That’s not very nice. She’s there all right.” She walked closer to the window and reached out her hand. “It’s all right. My sister . . . actually I’m not sure why she said that.” Then, her hand hit the wall and she jumped back. “Oh! Oh! Not good.” “Vicki?” Prue looked at her daughter, questioningly. “What’s wrong?” “My hand. . .” Vicki gulped. She blinked and looked straight ahead of her with narrowing eyes. “Mom, I think . . .” “Do you see a ghost?” Vicki shook her head. “Remember, I told you I had seen Alanna and Janice in my dreams?” Prue nodded. “We thought maybe you had a prophetic dream.” “Am I dreaming?” Prue frowned. “No, Sweetie. You’re awake.” Vicki looked at the wall, seeing something no one else saw. “Who are you?” “Vicki, no one’s there,” Prue told her softly. “You’re wrong, Mom,” Vicki announced. She turned and looked at Darryl. “Her name is Marissa Edison. She says you have a file on her.” Darryl frowned and started flipping through the files. Soon enough he came across one with the right name. “Here she is. Marissa Edison, fifteen. You’re saying she’s here? What is she, invisible?” Vicki shook her head. “Actually, she can’t see you, only me. She says that this whole building seems empty.” “Then, how did she know about the report?” “She can see objects and stuff, just not people,” Vicki informed him. “She knows people are here, because she’s seen stuff moving all over the place.” Vicki looked at her parents. “I think I have my powers back. I still don’t know what they are, but I think they’re back.” She pointed at the wall. “I guess none of you can see her, but that girl is there. She’s alive. And I think we need to call Aunt Piper. |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Oct 22, 2016 16:20:47 GMT -5
Now that is an interesting development. Strange things going on here and more. Seems to me like a different plane, or something similar. Just guessing here.
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Oct 22, 2016 18:06:58 GMT -5
Now that is an interesting development. Strange things going on here and more. Seems to me like a different plane, or something similar. Just guessing here. You are definitely on the right track. For this next chapter, it may seem a little out of place, but since Steve isn't directly involved, this is what we get. What is going on in this scene does set up for some events later though.
Chapter Twelve – The Happiest Place On Earth “Please, she’s a good girl,” a woman told the park security. “I only turned my back for a few seconds to give her brother a bottle and she was gone.” “We’ll do everything we can, Ma’am,” the man told her. Close by Steve Kessler smiled as he listened to the woman’s distressed. He headed back to the snack vendor where his daughter, Devia, and her three friends, Maya, Sandy, and Esther, gathered. His niece, Brianna McInnis, handed out snacks she had just bought and her friend, Max Keegan. “Hi, Mr. Kessler,” Sandy Ramos called out as her approached them. She waved some cotton candy on a stick at him. “Look what Brianna bought me!” Steve managed what resembled a smile. He didn’t understand his daughter’s interest in spending time with the two nonmagical girls, but he indulged her in it. “That was very nice of her.” Brianna snorted. “Uncle Steve, do you mind if I Max and I leave you with the girls for a few minutes?” Max looked at her startled. “What?” Brianna ignored him. “Uncle Steve?” He nodded. “Come on girls, let’s give them some space.” Max scowled as Steve and the girls walked away. “Brianna, now is not the time.” “You’ve got to talk to me, Max,” she insisted. “Not really,” he argued as he started to walk away after her uncle and the four preteens. “Things are complicated, Brianna. Now, let me leave. You know why I’m here?” “Because my cousin’s too cute to resist,” Brianna bit out sarcastically. “Brianna.” All he said was her name, but it sounded like a chastisement. “Don’t bother,” she replied, not wanting his explanation. “I know, okay. She set you up.” She paused and looked at him. “You know that, right?” Max sighed and didn’t answer. “You’re leaving,” Brianna said suddenly. “Aren’t you?” Max turned back to look at her and shook his head. “Not yet. I promised that cousin of yours.” “Yes, you did,” Devia announced as she ran back toward them. “Come on. You’ve talked enough. The park’s closing soon. I want to go on more rides.” “Please!” Sandy added her plea as the rest of the girls joined them. “Yes, please,” Esther Hartgrave pleaded as she looked up at Max. “I want to go on the dark one with all the stars,” Maya Henderson added. “Space Mountain,” Max asked, sounding a little skeptical. “That’s it,” Maya squealed. “Come on,” Brianna teased. “Let’s go have fun, Max.” “Not my idea of fun,” he retorted. Steve reached them at that point. He’d seen no point in running after the girls when he’d known where they were going. “Quit brooding and enjoy yourself,” Brianna recommended. “Right, Uncle Steve?” “Leave me out of this,” Steve snapped back. Brianna laughed and looked at the four girls. “Some help?” “Daddy, please,” Devia appealed, trying not to laugh. “Please, Mr. Kessler,” the other three girls pleaded. Steve looked back toward where he had seen the mother talking to the security guard. A couple was there and from the looks of them they were missing at least one child, too. He smiled. Things were going quite well. He’d call on the demon after he convinced Devia and her friends to return to the hotel. Who knew Disneyland would be so tiresome? |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Oct 23, 2016 6:54:54 GMT -5
So reflecting something like normalcy for his kid, all seems to be pretend. If the kids have their fun, all will be good, I hope. We'll see how Steve might be involved. Maybe he's directing from afar.
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Oct 23, 2016 9:28:27 GMT -5
So reflecting something like normalcy for his kid, all seems to be pretend. If the kids have their fun, all will be good, I hope. We'll see how Steve might be involved. Maybe he's directing from afar. That was the plan. Then, the next chapter happened and things kind of went sideways from there.
Chapter Thirteen – Taken Paige orbed into the sitting room of the manor. Everyone looked in her direction when they heard her orb in, but most looked back down when they saw who it was. Tyler didn’t. “Tyler, it’s good to see you, again,” Paige said as she walked over to greet him. “I haven’t seen you much since you graduated high school.” She smiled down at Miranda in Tyler’s arms. “And, Miranda, it’s good to see you, too. I’m sorry about Matthew, Piper, and Leah. We will find them.” Miranda smiled up at her. “You didn’t mention this magic thing before.” “She didn’t mention she was still in contact with Tyler, either,” Piper commented. Paige shrugged. “I don’t tell you everything I do.” “You might have mentioned I had a girl named after me,” Piper retorted. “How about we find that girl,” Paige suggested, “and then we can discuss this?” Before Piper could respond the phone rang. “I’ll get that,” she announced as she headed into the hall to grab the phone. “Piper here.” “Hi, Piper,” Prue said on the other end. “We found something I thought you’d like to know about.” “Definitely,” Piper agreed. “We’ve found some things, too.” “I want to hear it,” Prue told her, “but you need to talk to Vicki first.” Piper blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected her thirteen-year-old niece to be the one with new info. “Sure.” There was some sounds on the other end and then Vicki’s voice saying, “Hi, Aunt Piper.” Piper smiled. “Hi, Vicki. Your mom said you have some info for me.” On the other end Vicki nodded. “We’re in Commander Morris’ office and there is a girl here, but only I can see her. She’s not invisible, but it’s kind of hard to explain what she is. It’s more like she’s in another realm or plane or dimension or something and I can see that for some reason. When I focus in on her, it’s like everything around me turns to shadows, but it’s all still very blurry around her. I think maybe my powers are returning and that this has something to do with that. I’ve seen stuff like this before, but only when I was asleep. Marissa, the girl that I’ve been talking to . . . hey!” Startled, Piper could only listen to the sound of cloth rustling and what sounded like a struggle. “Vicki? Vicki?!” |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Oct 31, 2016 10:55:11 GMT -5
Oh my, not good! Vicki is taken right before their eyes?! Shocking. Hope they find soon the one responsible and free all kids. It'd be a mass, so to speak. |
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Oct 31, 2016 19:41:34 GMT -5
Oh my, not good! Vicki is taken right before their eyes?! Shocking. Hope they find soon the one responsible and free all kids. It'd be a mass, so to speak. Pretty much. Blink and they're gone. It gets even weirder from there.
Chapter Fourteen – What Vicki Saw “Let go of me,” Vicki’s voice barely registered with her it was so distant and low. There was a loud slam and then the rustle of cloth, again. “Aunt Piper?” Vicki’s scared voice said questioningly. “I’m here, Vicki,” Piper assured her. “What happened?” Vicki looked around. She could see Marissa clearly now, but everything else was a blur. There were vague outlines of walls and other objects but only the faintest sign of people. She focused her eyes on where she had last seen her mom and heaved in a deep breath followed by another. Slowly her mom came into focus. “Aunt Piper, this is really weird.” “What happened?” Piper asked, again. “The demon captured me,” Vicki informed her. “The phone got tangled up in my clothes and I guess it didn’t get dislodged during the struggle. I’m not really sure what happened there. I think he turned us both invisible while he tried to subdue me, because no one seemed to see what was going and then he pulled me through a door in the middle of the room. The door disappeared as soon as he shut it.” She glanced around. “I think I’m stuck here, but I’d like to take a look around.” “Okay, I’ll call your mom to . . .” “No!” Vicki exclaimed. “Aunt Piper, don’t hang up. What if once you hang up I can’t contact you, again.” “Then, I’ll use a cell phone to call her.” “This is her cell phone,” Vicki informed her. “Does your dad have one?” “Yeah.” “Then, I’ll call Andy,” Piper decided. “I’ll use one of the cell phones around here and I will call your dad so I can tell everyone what’s happened to you.” “Okay, I’m going to explore and see what I can find out,” Vicki told her. “Would you put me on speaker, so you can hear me when I’ve found something.” She walked away from the room where her family was, right through the outline of a wall. With a gulp she found that all around her children gathered. “There’s so many children here,” Vicki commented as she walked along.
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Post by Chrisaholic on Nov 4, 2016 13:43:05 GMT -5
Cool. Maybe they get more information now and also an idea how to vanquish this guy! I wonder though how many children were captured meanwhile.
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Nov 4, 2016 16:27:22 GMT -5
Cool. Maybe they get more information now and also an idea how to vanquish this guy! I wonder though how many children were captured meanwhile. A lot of children although I won't be revealing an actual number. Think somewhere in the thousands.
Chapter Fifteen – What Can You Do Vicki’s words echoed through Piper’s head as she walked into the sitting room. “Vicki’s been captured,” she announced. Hope frowned. “Are you sure?” “Considering that Vicki told me so herself, yes,” Piper announced. That got everyone’s attention. “You talked to Vicki after she was captured?” Wyatt asked. Piper nodded. “The line’s still open in the hall. She was afraid if I hung up she wouldn’t be able to reconnect and she’s got a good point.” “Then, where are the kids?” Chris asked. “Vicki thinks it’s some sort of other plane or dimension,” Piper told him. “May I borrow your phone, please?” Chris searched through his pockets and came up empty. “I think it’s in my room.” Piper raised an eyebrow and looked at Wyatt. Wyatt smiled and handed her his cell. “No problem.” Chris rolled his eyes. Piper ignored them as she waited for the phone to be picked up. “Wyatt?” Prue’s voice questioned on the other end. “Piper,” was her sister’s response. “Vicki’s gone, Piper,” Prue informed her with a catch in her voice. “She was there one moment and then . . . she was just gone.” “I know,” Piper reminded her. “I had her on the phone, still do actually.” “What?” Prue looked at the phone startled. “Is she all right?” “She wanted to explore her surroundings and get back to me on that one,” Piper informed her. “She didn’t want to hang up in case the connection couldn’t be retrieved.” “We can’t let her stay there,” Prue insisted. “Have you found out how to get her out?” “We know that if you injure the demon enough, there will be a window of opportunity to escape, but it appears that he can stop that fairly quickly, even injured and once he does he goes into hiding which means all further opportunities may be lost.” “So we need to vanquish him, not just injure him.” “We can’t let him retreat,” Piper concluded. “Once we find a way to engage him, that’s it. He has to go down then.” “So how do we do that?” Prue wondered aloud. “A spell?” “A power of three spell would be nice,” Piper commented, “but for some reason the three of us can’t do that. We need Phoebe and we have no idea where she might be.” “A regular spell might work, though,” Prue suggested. “Could be,” Piper hedged. “Too bad we don’t have Phoebe,” Prue commented. “She always was best at those spells.” “I’ll see if my boys can think of something,” Piper offered gaining her a look of suspicion from her older son. “They’ve come up with some over the last few months. Maybe they can come up with something useful.” “I’ll see if I can find some way to summon this demon,” Prue offered. She glanced over at where Hank was sitting on the floor in the corner with his notepad. “And I think I’m going to ask Hank to work on a spell, too. Something tells me he might have some idea what he’s doing there and I think he wants to help.” “Hope’s finally settled herself some,” Piper commented. “She’s entertaining Halli.” Piper looked over to where Paige was talking with Tyler and Miranda. “I hate to tear her away from them when Paige seems to have calmed down Tyler’s wife, but I think I’m going to get Paige to help me try and come up with a potion and we’ll see what happens with that. When Vicki finds anything, I’ll let you know.” Prue sighed. “I guess I’ll have to settle for that. We have to get her out of there.” “We will,” Piper assured her. “We’ll get all of them out.”
It seemed that having something to do had lifted peoples’ spirits some, but there was still restlessness, mostly in the form of Seth. He wanted a fight and he didn’t know how to make it happen. He did know that he couldn’t even try to find this demon until they knew how to deal with them. He was well aware of an underlining thankfulness that his little brother was human and completely nonmagical. It meant Peter was safe from this demon’s agenda. Hope and Halli were situated near Tyler and Miranda. After the fifth time that the two girls got in Wyatt’s way as he tried to write a spell, Hope suggested that they switch locations. Both girls had vested interest in getting the children safely out of there, wherever there was. Piper and Paige had secluded themselves in the kitchen where they were working on potions. Not quite sure what kind of damage this demon could take they had worked on extremely varied potions. Each one was unique, created for very different weaknesses. Wyatt and Chris sat side by side arguing over the word of their third spell or at least what might end up being their third spell. They had several attempts that hadn’t even been completed. Two were completed, but neither brother was really all that satisfied with the results. It was a big question if the spells would do any damage at all. |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Nov 5, 2016 8:01:47 GMT -5
In that case we'll hope for the best - for all of them. Whatever may work: spells, potions but at least the connection remained open. Cross fingers!!
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Nov 10, 2016 19:41:14 GMT -5
In that case we'll hope for the best - for all of them. Whatever may work: spells, potions but at least the connection remained open. Cross fingers!! Sorry, I missed that you posted somehow. I never state it outright, but in my mind the only reason this works is because of Vicki's power. Here's some more for your reading pleasure. Vicki meets some of the people in the area where she is stuck to see if any of them can help. Enjoy.
Chapter Sixteen – Another Time, Another Place On the other end of the phone Vicki knew the cell in her hand was running low on batteries and that if she didn’t come up with something soon she would not be able to convey anything when she did. She talked briefly to several different children, but with each one she realized there was nothing they could tell her. The last boy she’d talked to had given her a frown and pointed off into the distance. “She’s dressed like a pilgrim,” he told her of someone in that direction. “Maybe she knows something.” Vicki wasn’t sure what to make of the comment, but she headed in the direction he had pointed and came across a group of five children of varied ages and extremely varied style of dress. One thing was very clear. Not one of these children had seen the twenty-first century. “He’s going to get into a fight, again,” came the musical voice of a girl. One of the girls started pacing around the group and stopped next to a boy who seemed to be the oldest in the group. “Thou know that this is going to happen, Charles. We may never have another chance.” “You don’t think you can survive another century of this, Katherine?” an annoyed voice asked, presumably Charles’ voice. “Why can’t you give up this show of thou’s?” “Katherine” asked. “We all have known thou far too long for that.” “He’s not a good man anymore,” one of the youngest children, a girl who was, as the boy had mentioned, dressed something like a pilgrim, commented. “I don’t think he ever was, Charity,” a voice identical to hers said coming from a second girl in identical garb. “Excuse me,” Vicki said, deciding to approach them. “My name is Vicki Trudeau and I think you might be able to help me.” The five children turned to look at her startled. “Who are you?” asked the younger of the two boys, a boy around her own age. “I told you my name is . . .” “That’s not what Brian means,” Katherine interrupted. “We don’t have any way of getting out of here, or we’d have left a very long time ago. Why does thou think we can help thou?” “Because you’ve been here so very long,” Vicki replied, “and you know what happens when he finishes . . . hunting us and capturing us. Maybe you know why he chooses who he does. Maybe you can tell me anything useful that will get all of us out of here, but it only matters until this phone’s battery dies.” As Vicki held the phone up, five sets of eyes stared at it with various levels of stunned. It was Brian who spoke. “That doesn’t look like any phone I’ve ever seen.” “And when were you born,” Vicki asked, regretting it the moment the words left her lips. “1913,” he replied without hesitation. “Wow, that means you’re older than Uncle Leo,” she responded. Even as the words left her she looked at the four other children. “You’re the youngest of this group, aren’t you?” He nodded. “Brian Scott of San Francisco.” “Boston,” Vicki informed him. “I’m from Boston. Most of my family’s from San Francisco though. Both of my parents were born there and apparently both of my parents died there, too.” “You lost your parents?” She shook her head. “No. All of that happened before I was born. My parents were high school sweethearts, but when they finally married Dad had died and became a whitelighter.” “Your father is whitelighter,” Katherine asked, stunned. “That’s forbidden.” “Yeah, tends to run in the family I guess,” Vicki admitted. “Uncle Leo was a whitelighter when he and Aunt Piper married and I guess their mom, Mom and Aunt Piper’s had an affair with her whitelighter that resulted in my Aunt Paige. I also have another aunt, Phoebe, but I’ve never met her. See in my reality, she died before I was born and in this one my mom died, but Aunt Phoebe is missing. In my reality Mom never died, but here, everyone in San Francisco that knows anything about her, knows she died. When we came to this reality Dad was given a choice of keeping his wings or keeping us. He chose us.” “I should hope so,” the as yet unidentified twin announced. “T’would be a shame to give up on one’s family.” Vicki smiled. “I can talk to my family with this phone, but I don’t have anything useful to tell them. Can you help me?” “I don’t know,” admitted Charles, which garnered a look of victory from Katherine. “I’m Charles Lancaster. I’m from around what is now Victoria.” “Victoria?” Vicki grinned at that. “Then, we’ll get along just fine, because that is exactly my name.” Charles stared at her for a moment and then smiled. “Sounds nice.” He nodded in the direction of the other children. “Brian’s already introduced himself. He was taken in 1927, in case that wasn’t clear. I’d been here one hundred years at that point. I was born in 1811.” He shook his head at Katherine. “This lively girl is Katherine Roosevelt. She’s from Salem in 1727. I believe she was born in 1716.” He glanced at Katherine. Katherine nodded. Charles looked over to the twins. “And these are Faith and Charity Goodwill. Charity is the one most likely to be smiling, though I’m not sure why Faith doesn’t smile as much. I think perhaps it has something to do with Faith being the older twin. They are from a small village that was destroyed in 1627 by James Thomas a former resident and the one behind all this. They were born in 1619.” Vicki smiled at each in turn. “Now that you know who we are,” Charles continued, “what do you want to ask, because if something we know really can help you, then we want to help.” |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Nov 14, 2016 9:48:39 GMT -5
So, all are introduced and now the little group needs to find a way to get out and away from James Thomas, I guess. He's the one behind all this. And yeah, the Halliwell clan is a complicated family. lol
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Nov 14, 2016 16:55:41 GMT -5
So, all are introduced and now the little group needs to find a way to get out and away from James Thomas, I guess. He's the one behind all this. And yeah, the Halliwell clan is a complicated family. lol That's for sure. Very complicated. But then, most families are if you look close enough and far enough.
Chapter Seventeen – First Hand Knowledge “Aunt Piper?” Vicki’s voice called over the speaker. At first no one noticed. Then, when she called another time Seth looked up from his pacing. He speed walked over to the phone. “Hi. Vicki, I assume.” “Uh huh,” she agreed. “Who’s this?” “Name’s Seth Silberman,” he informed her. “I’m a friend of Wyatt and Chris’.” “Can you get Aunt Piper?” “I think she and Aunt Paige are in the kitchen working on potions,” Seth informed her. “Did you call her ‘Aunt’ Paige?” Seth grinned. “Yeah, I kind of grew up doing that with all your aunts and uncles, at least on your mom’s side. I can take a message.” “All right then,” Vicki agreed somewhat reluctantly. “There are some children here that have been here a very long time. Two of them actually knew our demon first hand. He was from their village in the 1620s and he killed everyone in the village and the surrounding area except for their children he took from them. And now, these two girls are all that’s left.” “I’m not really sure how that helps,” Seth admitted. “It helps,” Vicki informed him, “because before he destroyed their village he lived among them and the girls got to know him outside of this place. I’m going to put one of the girls on the phone. She’s never seen one before, so . . .” Vicki glanced at the nervous look on Faith’s face, “she’s a little reluctant to touch it, but she’s agreed if it will help get them out of here.”
Back in the sitting room Halli climbed onto her dad’s lap as Hope headed into the kitchen for a snack. “Does anyone want anything?” Hope asked as she reached the doorway. Receiving no reply, she shrugged and headed onward. Halli snuggled up close to her dad. “It’s going to be okay, Daddy. They’re going to find them.” Tyler didn’t say anything for a moment and then he felt a giant tug as Halli was ripped from his arms. “Halli!” Chris and Wyatt looked up form what they were doing. Seeing Tyler’s expression and seeing no sign of Halli, Chris heaved in a deep breath and concentrated on turning himself invisible. He knew the second it happened. The first thing he noticed was Halli screaming for help. Then, he saw what looked like a man dragging Halli across the room. “Mom, freeze!” Wyatt yelled, not knowing what was going on. Chris looks at Halli and in a loud voice called, “Halli!” Halli orbed in front of him as the demon, James Thomas, began to fight a freeze. Chris glanced around and spotted James’ destination. A few feet from him was a partially opened door. Hugging Halli to him, he tried to pull open the door. It didn’t budge, but through the crack he could see a strange hazy world and children, dozens of children. With a quick look at James, who seemed to have lost his battle to the freeze, Chris turned himself visible. He let go of Halli and let her run to her parents. Tyler stood and hugged his daughter tight. Miranda started weeping. “Halli, are you okay?” Halli nodded. “I’m okay. Chris saved me.” Miranda sniffed as she looked at Chris. “Thank you.” Chris nodded and turned to his brother. “Wy, visibility spell? Anything come to mind?” “What?” Wyatt asked surprised. “There’s a door there,” Chris informed him. “We need it visible and we need him visible.” “In the light of day, shadows come to play,” Paige chanted as she and Piper entered the room. “What was once unseen, can now be seen.” As soon as Paige finished casting the spell both the demon and the partially opened door turned visible. The demon is still frozen. “Thanks, Aunt Paige,” Chris called out. “You have a spell ready?” Piper demanded. Wyatt looked at her hurt. “You doubt me?” “Just cast the spell,” Piper urged. “Innocent as a child’s heart,” Wyatt chanted, “mother and child are apart. What it takes to stop the hurt, turn this demon into dirt.” Not only did the demon not blow up, but he started to move as Piper’s freeze ended. He looked around and seeing every eye on him he started to run for the door to the other dimension, ramming into Chris to get him out of his way. Chris screamed in pain as he hit the corner of a table hard, causing the table to break and a lamp on it to come crashing down. He could only watch as James continued his run for the door.
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Post by Chrisaholic on Nov 18, 2016 13:16:39 GMT -5
Ah, damn it! One chance close and then it didn't work. And Chris is hurt but at least he could save Halli. Hope the boys can catch James once again.
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Nov 18, 2016 17:38:18 GMT -5
Ah, damn it! One chance close and then it didn't work. And Chris is hurt but at least he could save Halli. Hope the boys can catch James once again. We can't have everything go right for them, now can we.
Chapter Eighteen – No Time Left Seth frowned as no one seemed to be doing something. With little time to waste, he shimmered himself in front of the door. “Be back,” Paige called to no one in particular. “Tyler, get your family and Hope out of here.” She added just before she orbed out of the room. Chris pushed himself up, wincing as he did. It hurt to put weight on the right side of his body where he’d hit the table corner. Tyler tried pulling his family and Hope toward the door. Miranda and Halli came easily enough, but Hope wasn’t going to have it. Hope moved away from the Westcott family and started creeping around the edge of the room. This was the monster that took her sisters from her. He wasn’t getting away with that. As Wyatt grabbed up the paper with the spells he and Chris had written he registered with surprise that his mom was headed toward the kitchen. Figuring she had some sort of plan in mind, he decided to ignore her actions and started chanting one of the spells. “Human once, demon now. Little wonder you know how. Blending as a mortal son, only to kill and make them run. Banish this evil from my sight; vanquish him now; end this night.” Hope grabbed up a table leg from the broken table and swung it at the demon. “I want my sisters back.” Avoiding the blow James laughed. “You think I care what you want.” “Nope,” Hope admitted with a bit of sass in her voice. “I don’t imagine you do.” She kicked her leg out at him, this time hitting him in the shin. “But I want my sisters back and I will get them back.” He sneered at her as he ducked to avoid a potion being thrown by Paige as she orbed back in. The potion hit the floor. “You aren’t even worth my time, little girl.” “What makes someone worth your time?” Hope demanded. “Why did you take my sisters?” “Hope,” Chris called, pulling her away, “don’t get too close.” He winced as the action pulled at his injury. “He took my sisters,” Hope announced unnecessarily. “I want to know why he didn’t take me.” “You have no powers,” James informed her with another sneer. “You’d die too quickly.” He sniggered as he ducked another of Paige’s potions. Paige scowled in frustration. Chris waved his arm, sending the broken potion back toward the demon. It hit him, but did little more than make him wince. “Wyatt, come here,” Piper called as she reentered the room and froze it. She was carrying a knife. “What’s with the knife?” Wyatt asked confused. “Now, is not a time to be cooking?” “I need an ingredient for a potion,” Piper informed him, “and I really don’t want to get it.” She wrinkled her nose in disgust. Wyatt looked at his brother. “Do you have any idea what she’s talking about?” Chris shook his head. “Not a clue.” “And here I thought you two paid attention to my potion’s lessons,” Piper scowled. “We did,” both brothers promised. “You think he’s an upper level demon?” “Maybe,” Piper agreed. “And if he isn’t this should still work.” “What should work?” Wyatt asked as the sound of the front door opening caught his attention. “Someone’s here.” “Piper,” Leo Wyatt called from the hall. “We have a visitor.” “Tell, them to go home, please,” Piper called back. “Is something the matter?” Ava Nicolae asked as she looked around the corner. “Oh!” she gasped as she saw the scene in the sitting room. “This can wait, right, Ava?” Piper asked. Ava nodded. “Absolutely. I’ll see you later.” “Take Tyler with you.” “Tyler?” Tyler entered the room with Miranda behind him hold Halli. “Hi.” “Take them over to your place, Ava, please.” “Sure,” Ava agreed. “I’ll let your friends explain that,” she added pointed into the sitting room. “Give me that knife,” Paige demanded as she grabbed it from Piper. “He’s going to unfreeze and we need to make that potion. And if I’m getting that, it had better work.” “What is she doing with that knife?” Wyatt asked his brother as Ava lead the Wescotts out of the house and Paige headed toward the demon. “I think she means to cut the demon,” Chris guessed. “With that dinky knife?” Wyatt frowned. “I do not remember anything in potions lessons about this.” “I think I do, but only vaguely.” “Hey, guys!” Seth called out as the demon started moving, again. Piper waved her hands up and down, freezing James, Leo, and Seth. Then, she waved her hands at Leo to unfreeze him. She looked into the sitting room long enough to wave her hands at Seth and unfreeze him, too. “Paige, bring that to me as soon as you have it. I’ll be getting the potion ready for it.” Paige nodded and headed back into the sitting room. She approached the demon with a grimace. “What’s she doing?” Seth asked Wyatt and Chris. “She’s going to cut off a piece of his flesh for a potion,” Leo informed all three. Wyatt wrinkled his nose in disgust. Seth shook his head. “Aunt Paige, I’ll do it. I’d like to feel that I’m contributing.” “With pleasure,” Paige agreed as she handed over the knife. Seth took it and approached the demon. He swiped down with the knife and cut a piece off James’ ear. He squatted down and picked up the ear piece between two fingers and headed toward the kitchen. “What now?” Wyatt wondered. “Got any more potions, Aunt Paige?” Paige threw some at him, but none of them seemed to have any sort of effect. Hope took a second one of the broken pieces of table and started toward the demon. That was when the freeze wore off, again. James grabbed Hope, causing her to drop the broken wood, and started toward the door. “You wanted me to take you.” “No!” Hope yelled, chomping down on his arm. “Let me go.” James howled in pain, but kept his course. “Hope!” Paige yelled trying to orb her to her. Nothing happened except James kept his run toward the door. “You aren’t using that trick twice,” James retorted without looking back. Chris was the closest to the demon and forced himself to ignore the pain in his body as he ran at James and tackled him. Wyatt was there seconds later. “Why didn’t you tell me you were in pain?” he asked his brother as he tried to pry James arms open. “I’m fine,” Chris insisted. “Hope needs help.” Paige picked up Hope’s make shift weapon. She jabbed the wood into James and he dropped his hold on Hope long enough for Chris to pull her out and roll them away. “Thanks, Aunt Paige,” Chris called as he got Hope out of the way, doing his best to ignore the pain he was in. As Seth reentered the room he noticed the air around James start to shimmer and yelled, “Cover your ears,” before immediately letting out a shriek that dropped everyone to their knees including James. Wyatt glared at his best friend. His glare grew even more menacing when Seth shrugged. “Aunt Paige, any anti manticore potions on you?” Paige opened her mouth to answer, but stopped as she noticed Seth had stopped moving. She looked toward the back of the house to see Piper entering with a potion vial. “Sorry about that,” Piper told them. “I needed to focus on the potion.” “It’s ready then?” There seemed to be no audibly answer to Wyatt’s question. Instead Piper threw the vial at James, hitting him. It broke, smattering potion all over him, glass shards hitting the ground. Paige frowned. “Nothing?”
“He didn’t bleed,” Piper announced, freaking out. “He’s not bleeding. There’s not blood. There’s nothing.”
“Yeah,” Phoebe commented, “of course he’s not bleeding. He’s frozen.”
“He’s frozen,” Piper mumbled. “But I’ve vanquished frozen demons, so why would that matter?” She waved her arms anyway, unfreezing the room. Leo and Seth started moving, again, just as James started to twitch and scream. “Is everyone all right?” Leo ask as he looked around. “Except for the demon, yeah,” Piper informed him as James exploded into a million indistinguishable pieces. “Everyone is good.” The door suddenly popped open and a loud squeal of victory came across the speaker. “It worked!”
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Post by Chrisaholic on Nov 19, 2016 7:28:22 GMT -5
Yeah, Vicki! Glad it worked and typical Chris that he doesn't tell anyone that he's hurt. But at least, demon's gone and the kids of all time are free. Congratz!!
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Post by StoryGirl83 on Nov 19, 2016 12:00:08 GMT -5
Yeah, Vicki! Glad it worked and typical Chris that he doesn't tell anyone that he's hurt. But at least, demon's gone and the kids of all time are free. Congratz!! Yep. The demon's gone, but the damage he did is still there.
Chapter Nineteen – Past Meets Present Several minutes had passed since the door opened, but nothing had happened in the meantime, nothing with the door at any rate. Chris had allowed Wyatt to heal his injuries from the battle. They weren’t severe, but at least he walked without a wince now. “Aunt Piper,” Vicki’s voice came over the speaker. Everyone gathered toward the phone before Piper replied. “Is everything all right, Vicki?” “Yeah,” Vicki informed them. “There’s a lot of kids here and some of them are taking convincing to leave. I’m about ready to head back to Mom and Dad, but I’m sending some people your way. ‘Kay?” “Sure,” Piper agreed, “but who are you sending?” “Just some kids with . . .” The rest of what she was saying was cut off as Prue’s cell finally died. Piper groaned as she reluctantly hung up the phone. “What was she trying to tell us?” “How about part the crowd so I can get to my little sister?” Ladybug Halliwell suggested from the doorway. Next to her, her sister, Cilly Halliwell, grinned at them. “Some sort of adventure there, huh? Do we have all of you to thank?” Hope wiggled her way around her family members and hugged Ladybug around the torso. “I was so scared.” She turned her hug on Cilly and added. “You weren’t there. You just weren’t there. And what would I have done without you?” “Let’s hope you never find out,” Ladybug suggested as she hugged both of her sisters. “I sure don’t want to.” “Wow!” a girl’s voice exclaimed from the sitting room. “This room is massive.” Piper and Paige looked at each other worried. Leaving Phoebe’s three daughters to their reunion everyone started toward the sitting room. “Not so much,” a boy’s voice argued. “I believe this is where Mrs. Campbell resided before her marriage. I think she lived with her cousins.” “And who is Mrs. Campbell?” Piper asked as she looked at the four children in the room. Brian looked up at her and blinked in surprise. “Mrs. Johnson?” Paige chuckled and sent an amused looked at her sister. “Do you have something to tell us, Piper?” Piper shook her head as she tried to remember why that name sounded familiar. As people entered the room behind her she gasped. “Oh!” “Do you know who Mrs. Johnson is?” Paige asked. “I think I was,” Piper whispered, “in my past life.” “Like the evil enchantress?” Paige asked, remembering her own encounter with her past life. “Like that,” Piper agreed, “but Mrs. Johnson also was Grams’ mother.” Brian looked at her for several seconds. “Of course you aren’t Mrs. Johnson. I’m sorry. It’s just this house matched with your face and that is what I think of.” “Did Vicki send you?” “She’s nice,” Charity announced. “I like Victoria.” “Victoria, huh?” Piper repeated amused. “If she’s anything like her mom, she probably doesn’t want to be called that.” “She didn’t seem to mind,” Faith commented. “Everyone’s out,” Charles announced as he stepped out of the door. As he headed toward him the door slammed closed and the door imploded stunning everyone. Charles turned around and looked behind him with wide eyes. He gulped breathed, “I’m sure glad that waited to do that until after I was out. After two hundred years of waiting I didn’t want it to just end when I got out.” “Two hundred years,” Chris mouthed at Wyatt. Wyatt pointed a finger at the twins and mouthed back, “I think they’ve been there longer.” “That maybe so,” Piper responded, having heard them despite their attempt to be quite, “but what do we do with them now that they are here. We can’t exactly tell people that they are hundreds of years old.” “I’m only one hundred,” Brian offered. “Well, one-hundred-and-fourteen.” Piper sighed and offered him a weak smile. “I know you mean well, but that doesn’t really help. It means we might be able to find your birth certificate and we might even be able to find living grandkids of your parents, maybe, but what then? What do we do with you?” |
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Post by Chrisaholic on Nov 20, 2016 7:31:38 GMT -5
Hehe, so interesting that someone takes Piper for her past life. Brian seems to know the Manor well at that time, and of course Paige is curious here. Yeah, what will they do with all these kids who are out of their time? They need someone who can send them back or send them into their much earned afterlife.
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