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Post by fallingsnow6136 on Sept 13, 2021 22:53:55 GMT -5
“Here now the words of the witches,” Prue Halliwell said, having been in the attic the whole night, ignoring the headache that was starting to form from staying up as she continued trying to bring Piper back. “The secrets we hid in the night. The eldest of gods are envoked here. In this night and in this hour, I call upon the ancient power. Bring back my sister, bring back the power of three.”
Nothing. She had tried spell after spell in an attempt to bring back Piper but nothing worked. No. She was supposed to protect them. She was supposed to be the oldest sister. Piper wasn’t supposed to die, this wasn’t meant to happen.
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Post by witch on Sept 13, 2021 23:20:09 GMT -5
Phoebe Halliwell meanwhile had just arrived home her hands held out from her body the 'blood' of the latest demon covering her from head to toe they seeming to be coming in droves since...that day. The day she'd rather not think about, the day where everything had changed and she kept herself busy from the day that... made the manor feel somewhat empty even though it seemed more alive than ever.
Cole had moved in when he wasn't shimmering/blinking from realm to realm, to realm or laying low in the cemetery his home AWAY from her, like her going on the counter-attack but needing downtime to catch his breath, to breath and then there, of course, was Prue who seemed to have almost... withdrawn from everything... everyone hulling herself up in the attic or at work hardly saying a word to her, let alone looking at her as if she somewhat thought the wrong sister was still alive and Piper's death was all just a big mistake, the two older siblings always having been closer and then, of course, there was Leo, he so unlike anything Phoebe had ever known him to be. Gone were the speeches of the cup half full, the fight for the greater good, the spark that made Leo, well, Leo just a shadow like the one she saw as she walked along the hallway leading to the stairs.
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Post by fallingsnow6136 on Sept 13, 2021 23:53:02 GMT -5
Trying spell after spell was not working and exhaustion had finally caught up to Prue, her head resting against the Book of Shadows and eyes closed. She had been up all night trying to bring Piper back, having tried writing spells as well as rewording some from the book but the lack of sleep had finally caught up to her, having not realised that she had left the attic door unlocked in her tiredness.
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Post by witch on Sept 14, 2021 0:01:47 GMT -5
It must have been Leo or Dan, maybe even Darrell they all popping in and out the worry of Leo orbing seeming a non issue though the fear of an attack still loomed Dan not knowing any better and simply not wanting to be alone though it DID surprise her that now it seemed he was suddenly okay with being in the same room as Leo, the issues and lies between them seeming forgotten or simply unimportant anymore.
"hey" she said via way of greeting seeing that neither of them seemed all to thrilled to answer and quickly remembering herself hid around the wall not wanting Dan to catch sight of the green goo mixed with the red of her own. "Um Leo could I talk to you for a moment, upstairs maybe? I...I could use your help with something and Prue's to if she's home"
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Post by fallingsnow6136 on Sept 14, 2021 0:12:10 GMT -5
Leo looked up, nodding as he saw Phoebe, eyes still dull from the loss of Piper. If he had just disobeyed the Elders, maybe he would have been able to save her - but the Elders were being mysterious and saying everything happens for a reason. He had no idea what that meant.
“Yeah, sure,” Leo said softly. “Prue’s probably still in the attic so why don’t we go there?”
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Post by witch on Sept 14, 2021 0:25:58 GMT -5
She nodded before waving at Dan and Darrell hoping that the latter would take the hint and keep the former away from the room where most of their magical items were stored she heading for the stiars and making her way up first one flight and then the other finding the door to the attic open the smell of candles, heds and spices filling the room along with her nose.
"Prue, Prue you in here?" she questioned before finding her sister laying on the floor, her colour pale. "Oh my god Prue?" rushing over she knelt beside her sister cheeking to see that her oldest sister was still breathing and that no one had attacked her while she'd be attacked herself...life with a demon boyfriend and being part of the charmed ones never coming easy... or with a day off. "I think she's just asleep. Prue, Prue come on wake up sweetie."
It was then she noticed the blood on her sister's hand the book that lay open on the floor beside her, the page that it was open to.
"she still trying to bring Piper back" she breathed sighing closing the book before putting it back in it's place. The heavy THUD of the tome filling the room as it settled. "She is just sleeping isn't she Leo, it's not like she got bitten to?"
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Post by fallingsnow6136 on Sept 14, 2021 0:31:48 GMT -5
Leo knelt down by her, checking Prue’s pulse. “She’s okay, her body temperature is normal, I think she’s just exhausted,” Leo said frowning a bit. “This isn’t what Piper would want anyway. Here, let me heal you Phoebe.” His hands glowed over her wounds.
Prue shifted a bit, hearing noises and opened her eyes. “Phoebe? Leo?” It took her a few seconds to rub her eyes before she realised Leo was healing Phoebe. “Phoebe what happened? Were you attacked? What, are they picking us out one by one now?”
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Post by witch on Sept 14, 2021 0:50:20 GMT -5
"Phew, well that's something at least, Maybe we should just let her rest though not sure how good it's going to be in here" Even the old sofa had seen better days her mind taken off it as Leo healed her wounds. "Thanks, darn thing just wouldn't di..." the word DIE catching on her lip "Well, lets just say it took me a moment to realize it was cloning itself"
It was then that she noticed Prue stirring and hearing her question she couldn't help but shrug.
"Cole seems to kind of think so. He's trying to get some more info but... well, let's just say they're taking advantage and it's getting worse. It's the reason I came up here to see if I could find the last demon I had a vision of"
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Post by fallingsnow6136 on Sept 16, 2021 19:56:03 GMT -5
“What are you trying to do, Phoebe?” Prue said frowning. “Get yourself killed? We’re not the Charmed Ones anymore. Our sister is dead. The Power of Three is gone with her.”
Leo flinched a little bit. “Prue, it’s my fault. I should have healed her regardless of what the Elders said.”
“Yeah, you should have, Leo,” Prue said. “But you didn’t. You chose them over us.”
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Post by witch on Sept 16, 2021 23:33:50 GMT -5
"And what, you'd rather sit here and wait to die with her, cause that's what's going to happen and you know it. Cole's all but said so and that demon I killed on the way here, was just the last."
It was then that she heard Prue turn on Leo, she knew her sister was in pain and lashing out but...
"If the power of three was SO important to them they would have LET him heal Piper but they didn't. You can't blame him Prue anymore than he should be blaming himself... though I would like to know how they think we're going to forefill our so called destiny now."
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