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Post by mcharmed21 on Jan 10, 2005 0:58:16 GMT -5
Author: moulinrye
After posting my first fan fic, and everyone was so nice about it, Im making a part two for it.
I don't think you would have to read my first one Charmed Again: “Slave To The Rhythm” to get this, but its a good idea.
As for this one, its more about Wyatt as number one was more about Chris, I guess its only fair lol. And as I said about the first one Please dont be afraid to tell me you hate it , or what you like about it lol.
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“Its All In The Cards”<br>
“Hello caller!” a middle aged African American lady called out. She was dressed in golden robes, with beads hanging low from her neck. “Can I have your first name only and your birthday baby?” she asked in a thick Jamaican accent. The women on the other end of the phone happily told her. “Alice. My birthday is April 21st.”<br>
“Okay and do you have a question for Miss.Clea?” Miss. Clea asked. “Yes I want to know if you see anyone in my love life?” Alice asked. “Oh honey I get this one a lot,” Miss.Clea said Smiling “Let me check the cards for ya.”
Flipping the cards around on her small wooden table Miss.Clea pulled up a card with ten swords on it “Ah I see the Ten of Swords card… Sudden misfortune will come to ya.” She told the young girl.
“Oh no! What does that mean?” Alice asked as a pain came into her body. “Wha- what’s going on?” she asked. Again the pain came into her body. She screamed out in pain. “Caller?” Clea asked worried. The girl didn’t answer but Clea knew she no longer could. Hanging up the phone, Clea pulled the card in front of her up. It said DEATH in bold letters.
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*Snap*
Photographer Julie Rain, a young woman in her 20s snapped a picture of Wyatt Halliwell. The young witch stood barefoot on a sandy beach. It was the same beach he had vanquish a demon with Chris weeks before.
He was on a photo shoot for some psychic hot line. He wasn’t sure why he had to stand with his shirt open and look “sexy” for a TV psychic ad, but it was fast money.
“Hey focus Wyatt! You will be outta here soon.” The young photographer told him. “Sorry” he said standing taller and putting on his sexy face, which was him licking his lips and trying to emulate to his best, a Calvin Klein model. Julie was about to take another photo when she stopped. “What are you imitating a Calvin model with that face?” she asked.
“…No!” Wyatt answered. How did she know that? Was she herself psychic?
“Just be yourself that’s a turn on already.” Julie told him placing her camera once again to her face. “Oh and having those help a lot.” she said pointing to his washboard abs with her camera lens. Wyatt smiled and started striking poses.
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About a week later Wyatt woke up to hear laughing. Sitting up in his bed he looked at the time. “12:00” he said to himself. He had always been a late sleeper so hearing his aunts talk was normal, but he got curious to what they found so funny. Slipping on a T-shirt he walked downstairs.
In the kitchen his aunts and his younger brother sat looking at a picture. “Yell there you are!” his aunt Paige called out. His other aunt Phoebe ran over and hugged him.” There he is,” she said. “My nephew the stud.” Wyatt wasn’t sure what was going on. “What’s up?” he asked. Chris gave him the picture “Read this” he said.
“Miss. Cleas Psychic hot line. Call me know, this stud is waiting for you!” he read the print. It was from that shoot he had done. There he was in the background, in front was a sweet looking women holding tarot cards, he guessed that was Miss. Clea.
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Miss.Clea walked in a green forest, dragging her long robes behind her. “You see the future comes to me,” she said to the camera “And I want to share my power with ya. Just call me now and get your free reading today.” A number flashed on the screen. “I’m waitin’ for your-”<br>
Flash
Chris shut off his TV. That Psychic wannabe had been working overtime to get people to call in. Its not bad enough Wyatt modeled for her, but to have her on the radio, print ads and now TV was too much. “I’m really getting sick of Clea.” Chris told Wyatt.
“I’m not,” Wyatt said with a smile “She paid for a lunch date with that Photographer Julie I told you about.” Wyatt had really liked her. He hadn’t dated much in the past, since he was too caught up in college and being Charmed, there wasn’t much time for girls…or really anything that wasn’t in a book. “Really a date? When?” Chris asked. “Tonight.” Wyatt said leaving Chris room. “So I have to get ready. I’ll let you know how it turns out when I get in later.”<br>
“Just remember, she already saw you half naked, Id say that’s a good ice breaker.” Chris joked as his brother left his bedroom. Deciding to give TV another shot, Chris put it back on to his favorite channel. “…and we will be back after this commercial break.” The man on the show said.
The screen went black…then he saw Cleas commercial come on again. “Hello Babies its Miss. Clea!” Oh God! Chris thought. “That’s it!” He turned off the TV and followed Wyatt out the door.
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Post by mcharmed21 on Jan 10, 2005 0:58:41 GMT -5
Wyatt pulled up to the address Julie had given him, and checked himself in the cars mirror before getting out. With a flower in hand he walked to Julies house and rang her doorbell. “Hello Julie,” Wyatt said as she opened the door. “Did I come to early?” he asked. Julie came out and locked her door. “Not at all.” She said. Wyatt handed her the red rose he had gotten for her. “Aww how sweet! Thank you.” She said taking the rose. “Your welcome…so ready to go?”<br>
When Julie got to the side door of his car, Wyatt ran around and opened it for her. Julie thanked him, and they were all ready to leave for the movie when Julie thought of something.
“Oh darn!” she said looking at her bag “I forgot my camera at Miss. Cleas studio. Do you mind if we stop there before our date?” She asked. “Not at all, but is it open this late at night?” Wyatt questioned. Julie dug her hand into her purse and pulled out a ring of keys. “I got the keys” Wyatt smiled “I guess we are all set then” he told her.
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Chris went with his aunt to the local food market to get out of the Manor. “Chris I’m happy you came with me to shop, but why did you?” Phoebe asked. They walked down an aisle of the food store. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” Chris answered. “It was to get away from Miss. Clea and all her television ads!” Checking her list of groceries, Phoebe looked up at Chris. “Hey I say all power to her, she’s got an overly aggressive marketing operation there.” Phoebe said with a chuckle. Turing into an aisle full of household cleaners Phoebe asked Chris about Julie. “I wonder how Wyatt’s date is going,” she asked. “I’m sure its going well” Chris told her.
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Julie ran and got her photo bag. She seemed to be in a hurry. “This place gives me the creeps.” she told Wyatt. He could see why. The studio was full of wooden African masks and beads hanging from every doorway. It also had an odd smell…like something had died and was just laying around.
“What are you doing here!?”<br>
A voice called from the darkness of the large room. It was Miss. Clea. Julie smiled at her. “Sorry, I just forgot my camera here.” She told the psychic. “Fine, but make it fast.” Clea told her. Something about that woman set off an alarm in Wyatt’s head. She wasn’t the sweet lady she made herself out to be on television, and from the looks of the place she was a little psycho, not psychic. “Okay we are going now. Bye Miss. Clea” Julie said rushing Wyatt out the door.
Clea waited to see the young couple leave before she walked over and picked up a photo of Wyatt Julie had dropped. She stared deep at it, like it was telling her a message. Before anyone one else showed up and found it, she quickly placed it inside her rob and walked back into her chamber.
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Hours later, Wyatt and Julie laughed leaving the movie theater. “That was good!” she told Wyatt holding his hand. “Yeah that women was funny.” He told her. They had to cross the street to get his car, so Wyatt told Julie to wait and let him get it.
Inside the parking lot a man slowly walked over to a young female. She gave him a smile and passed him by. As she did, the man ran over and pulled a knife out on her. “Give me your money lady! All of it!” he yelled out. Wyatt had to think fast. Could he use his powers? There was nobody around only the girl, and he had to save her. “Knife!” Wyatt called out. He waited for the Orbs to fill his hand…but they didn’t. “Knife!” he called out again. Still nothing. The armed man heard Wyatt calling out and looked up at him “Why you calling out about a knife for? Wanna be next buddy?” he asked.
Shocked, Wyatt tried once more. This time the weapon came into is hand. “What the hell?” The man said running off in fear, leaving the poor woman crying on the cold parking lot floor. Wyatt ran over to her. “Its okay he’s gone,” he told her. Julie who was waiting for a few minutes decided to go to the parking lot. She saw Wyatt standing with the crying woman. “Did you find the car? Wait, Wyatt what’s wrong?” she asked. Wyatt didn’t know what was wrong, and that frightened him.
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That night at the Manor the aunts and Chris waited up to hear the news on Wyatt’s hot date. When they heard the door open all three jumped up in unison. “Well how was it?” Phoebe asked with a cheeky grin. Wyatt just stood in front of them, and took a deep breath. “My powers are gone.” he told them, giving them a surprise. “What did that little run-a-round do to you?” Paige asked with a stern look. She always knew you could never be to safe when it comes to dating. You could never tell if your date was the Source of all evil, a medieval knight, or even made of clay. But this all came with the job title. “No it wasn’t her…I tried to stop this thief and they didn’t work on him.”<br>
Nobody said anything. Each member of the Halliwell family thought of their own ideas about why his powers were gone. “Well when did it all start?” Chris asked drawing his own conclusions. “Well after we saw Miss. Clea I guess.” Wyatt told them. “ Wait, Miss.Clea!? Why did you see her?” Chris asked. “Julie needed to get her camera bag. Wyatt answered his brother. “That’s it then,” Chris told them. Miss. Clea has to be behind this”<br>
Paige laughed. “Why because you hate her?” she asked. “Well among other things, why was it that Wyatt’s power didn’t work after seeing her?” Chris said trying to prove his point. “No Chris is making sense,” Phoebe said. “I think its time we call Clea.” Before she could finish Chris jumped to the phone. “I got this! You guys check the Book.” He said. “Well okay then.” Phoebe said heading for the attic with Paige following her.
As Chris started to dial the phone Wyatt gave him a worried look. “Be careful.” he told his younger brother. “I will,” Chris said. “You just work on getting your powers back.” as he dialed the last number, and waited for the ring. After two rings the phone filled with the sound of tribal music. Chris was about to hang up when he heard Miss. Cleas Jamaican accent say “hello caller?” At last he was face-to-face…well at least ear to ear with the very annoying Miss. Clea. “Yeah I got a question.” Chris told her. “Ah, I see. Can I have your first name only, and your birthday please? She asked him. ‘No!” Chris said.
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Post by mcharmed21 on Jan 10, 2005 0:58:59 GMT -5
“Baby, how Miss. Clea gonna tell ya what you wanna know, if she ain't got your name?” she asked him. Chris laughed. He got her now. “Well if you’re psychic you tell me.” He told her. “Now Chris I didn’t need you to tell me your name, for me to know who ya are.” She said with a chuckle. His head jerked back in shock. How did she know his name?
“How did you?” he asked. “What? Know ya name?” She asked. “ You should know. I know your mother told you all about magic.”<br>
Chris didn’t like where this was going. “Don’t talk about my mother, you didn’t know her.” He told her. Clea didn’t say anything, and Chris waited for her. “I think you better come here and see.” She told him. “What?” he asked. “Come here Chris…Orb to me.” She told him hanging up the phone. Chris looked up toward the attic, then back to the phone. He was going to end this, and go alone to see Miss. Clea. Placing the phone on a table he Orbed out in a blue light.
While at the same time in Cleas studio, the mystic woman sat at a table grinning to herself. She pulled out the photo of Wyatt she took hours before and placed a black jewel on it. It was time for the boys to know who she was.
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Phoebe, Paige and Wyatt made their way down from the attic and called out for Chris. “Where did he go?” Phoebe asked. Looking around the Manor for Chris, Paige got to the phone then remembered. “Oh no he wouldn’t,” She called out. “Wait he’s a Halliwell, he would.” Paige said thinking out loud.
Phoebe shook her head. “What are you on about?” Paige picked up the phone. “Chris went to see Miss. Clea.” She told them. “No he would never…” Wyatt told them, trying to convince himself that Chris wouldn’t be foolish enough to go it alone. “Why not? He knew your powers were not working well and tried to help you. Sounds like our Chris” Phoebe told him. “I think I better go after him.” Wyatt said. “Can you Orb?” Paige asked? Wyatt shook his head to say no. “I tried before, and I’m totally out.” He said. “But I still can drive.” Grabbing his car keys he ran out the door to help Chris.
The aunts could do nothing for them, but stay home and worry. “Its times like these I wish we didn’t give up our powers.” Paige said.
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Chris Orbed into the dark, cold studio and saw Clea sitting down. She didn’t seem to acknowledge his presence. She moved the tarot cards around on her table and whispered to herself some words Chris had never heard before. It almost looked like she was in a trance like state. He walked over slowly to her, trying not to make any sound. The psychic stopped her zombie like actions and pointed to him. “Chris Halliwell, come to Clea.” She said with such power Chris didn’t even want to fight it. He got to her small table and saw Wyatt’s photo atop it, surround by her cards. Chris also saw the black jewel. “That’s my brothers picture.” He said. “Yes I know…and I got to tell ya something so listen here Chris.” She began. But she didn’t have the chance to say it. Julie walked in and asked what was going on.
Clea stood up from the table and walked over to her. “Like you don’t know darling?” she said to Julie. “This meeting is for you.” The Photographers eyes narrowed, and she looked at Clea with fury. “For me you say?” Julie asked. “Yes baby, for you.” Clea said again. “Well then if it’s for me,” Julie said as her eyes turned deep black. “Lets get the party started.”<br>
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Post by mcharmed21 on Jan 10, 2005 0:59:13 GMT -5
Chris could only look on in confusion as Julie threw the psychic across the studio and set her into a wall. Julie then saw Chirs and walked over to him with an evil smile. Before she got to deal with him she looked at Cleas small table, and the picture of Wyatt she had lost. “Well” she said. “I guess Clea found my picture.” Julie tossed the photo in her pocket. “Well you must be Wyatt’s brother huh?” she asked.
“I don’t get it…Clea was evil I thought. Were you working together?” Chris asked trying to put the pieces together in his head. “Silly Witch, Clea has nothing to do with me. Up until now I thought she was just and old fraud.” Julie held up her lift hand to form an engeryball. “Oh well, it’s a shame you and your bother are so darn cute, but you have to die sorry.” As the demon tossed her power Chris cleared his head and Orbed out. He reappeared a moment later in the same spot. “Sorry you’re going to have to try harder next time.” He told her. “My pleasure!” she screamed throwing another shocking engeryball towered him. Chris, waving his hand at Julie used his Power to throw her and her engeryball across the room. At that moment Miss. Clea got up from the floor and yelled over at Chris. “Get ta’hat Picture baby! You gots’ta to get me crystals back on it, if you hope to get your brothers powers back to him!”
Not knowing if he could believe either one Chris knew for sure Wyatt’s picture was important. He walked quickly over to Julie and pulled the photo from her pocket. “What did she do to him?” he asked the psychic. “She drained his powers darlin’ by taking his picture. She cast a spell on him. I placed me magic crystals on it hoping to bring them back.” She told him. “You got to rip it baby! Rip the picture and release the magic seized within.”<br>
With a crash, Wyatt ran into the double doors of the studio. Seeing Chris he breathed a sigh of relief. “Chris why did you go alone? Are you alright?” he asked. Chris told him he was sorry.
“Oh but your Girlfriend isn’t okay, she’s a demon.” Wyatt looked over to Julie. “Not again!” he said to himself. Getting back to the problem of the moment Wyatt was told about the picture and why his powers were missing. “So if we tear the photo I get my powers back?” Wyatt asked making sure he understood what his brother told him.
“That’s the plan…but how can we be to sure about trusting Miss. Psychic other there?” Chris asked nodding his head toward Clea. Both of them knew there wasn’t really a choice so Wyatt took a chance and ripped the photograph. In a flash, Wyatt’s body filled with a glowing light and he felt his power return. “Looks like im back” he said more to himself they anyone.
Julie had gotten back up now as well and was ready to attack the boys. “Well,” she said. “Wyatt? You’re here and going to die? It’s a sad since I enjoyed our date...” Her camera flashed onto her neck and she held it up. “But im going to enjoy stealing your souls even more!” Chris looked at his brother “She can take souls too? You really have to stop dating!” he told him. “Okay but for now lets just get that camera.” Wyatt called for Julies camera and it Orb into his hand. “Quick say this spell babies.” Clea told them handing them a spell on a dark brown paper that must have been an old Jamaican magic spell.
“Demon who snaps pictures of death
Shall now know they pain she left
Sun, moon, stars and sky, Bring her demise
Before our eyes.”<br>“Nooooooo!” Julie screamed as her skin melted off her body ignited in flames.
*BOOM*
Clea, Chris and Wyatt stood watching her being vanquished.
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Hours later the brothers helped Miss. Clea clean up the mess they made in the battle with Julie. Sitting down Clea told them the story of Julie and her TV ads. “Ya see darlins, Julie was killing so many people with her evil.” Miss Clea told them. “ I made t’is TV ads hoping ya would see it and call Miss. Clea so I could get your help.”
Chris shook his head. “That’s why you had so many of them, you wanted us to see it.” He said. “Ya babies, and ya did. Be careful sweat peas, and continue ya journey for good!” With a goodbye the Halliwell brothers left, leaving Clea in her gloomy studio.
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Post by mcharmed21 on Jan 10, 2005 0:59:29 GMT -5
The phone rang and Miss. Clea picked it up with a sweet “Hello baby!” The lady on the other line wanted to know what was in store for her life, and if her pain would end. “Can I have your first name only and ya birthday please?” Clea asked. The woman gave it to her and Clea began to read her cards. Using a pile of three cards, one for the women’s past, present and future Clea picked up the cards one by one until she got to the future. “Ah,” she said. “Your pain will end soon darling, very soon.” The young women was excited over her tarot reading “ Really?” she asked. Clea laughed. “Baby dem cards dem neva lie.”
Then like days before the women’s body started to become painful. “I feel so weak…” she said. The pain climbed from her head to her toes as she screamed exploding into a rush of dust over the phone.
“Dem cards don’t lie” Miss. Clea said with a smile.
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-The End
***Spoilers***
I hope you enjoyed the full story and THANK YOU ALL so much for the poeple who read it and and and extra THANK YOU for those who gave me feedback. I wonder how many of you thought Clea was evil, and then thought she was good only to end the story with her doing somthing a little evil. Im sorry that the ending may not be as good as the start of the fic, But ill be truthful and say I rushed it because of school work. So sorry again.
I have ideas for 2 more fics. One Is kind of like he episode of Charmed "CAT house" where Wyatt and Chirs go back into the past. This will be about Chirs and his problems from the first story. And the other was going to be about the Livind dead(creepy lol) I think next time I will wrote the whole thing before posting it. Take care!
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