Post by colehellsangel on Dec 5, 2007 0:53:58 GMT -5
Ok so here is the first part of the story I mentioned working on in the thread concerning using the Charmed Ones' powers.
Mind you this is my very first Charmed fanfic and remember thanks to my mom selling my early seasons I have not seen them for ages. So I was able to find a thing or two on the internet but for the most part it is written on pure memory. So I know characters and stuff might be somewhat inaccurate but please try to be gentle. I am sensitive. I plan to tweek it when I get my DVDs back or see more episodes on TNT.
One last note, please keep unadvisory criticism to yourself. I feel I must say this because I a terrible experience on another TV show based forum a couple of years ago concerning someone(and a Mod at that) who made an unnecessary cruel comment on one of my fics and when I tried to call them on it became the free teasing for all thread and eventually drove me off the board. So I would prefer advisory criticisms only please. And for all of you Anti-Prue fans just please don't read, this story is abut Prue and I don't want to see any "boo Prue Sucks"s. It does not help me and its cruel. If you are not a Prue fan I would prefer if you just did not read.
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Ok so this is a little spin off that came to me at the bus stop not long ago while waiting to ride to school. If any of you have read the Novel Lovely Bones its kind of a similar idea here. If not you may want to Google it, its a great book.
Update 1/3/08: A friend has helped me revise it a bit. There is not much change but it is now written in the present tense and some details have been added to certain areas. I really liked this person's ideas for the revisions so I am putting them into action, and this is the new version. And Part two has now been released.
AfterLife - Episode One Charmed Again:
Part One
“Another sister! You’re joking right?”
I heard it all, my mother confessing to Piper and Phoebe that she has another daughter. I'm already scared as hell. I just went through an ordeal and now this! Is my mother crazy?
“I wouldn’t joke about having another child,” my mother gently rebukes me.
“Yeah well I refuse to believe this!”
“Your sisters need her.”
“No! My sisters need me, Mom! I am the oldest! I was supposed to take care of them and I failed!”
“Honey, you didn’t fail. You were fighting for an innocent.”
“Yeah, and I failed him too!” and I gesture over to a corner where Dr. Griffiths sits in an almost-fetal position. His eyes steer around the surroundings, trying to figure out where he is. He's probably also trying to make heads or tails of what he saw in his last fearful moments on Earth. I wonder if this is how all of our lost innocents--the ones who were also killed by demons--felt when they came here--having seen part of a world they thought to be mere stories.
Tears fall from my eyes and roll down my cheeks. This is it. There is nowhere to go from here, nothing to look forward to. And my sisters, I can see them from here and watch as they go on with their lives, but they'll never know. To them I am gone; I am gone. I will never see them again and I can’t protect them; I can’t do anything for them except watch and give them spiritual support they will never be aware of.
I hug myself, curling up in my mothers arms like a child. I'm so very scared.
“I’m so sorry, honey,” whispers my mother.
“For what?" I sob. "Waiting until I died to tell me that you have another child!?”
“Without Paige the Power of Three will die. Even with their individual powers, Piper and Phoebe will be practically defenseless. You know you don't want that.”
“She’s not a Halliwell," I insist. "She’s not a Charmed One!”
“She is,” my mother gently contradict. “She came from me, so she possesses Halliwell blood, Warren blood, just like you and your sisters do. And she is your sister. Your half-sister, but still your sister. Therefore she is also a Charmed One. Not yet part of the Power of Three, as you three were, but she will be soon.”
“And what’s going to happen to me, Mom!?” I do not want to believe this is the end for me. "If they have her, they'll forget about me."
“Of course they won't!" my grandmother who we've always called Grams insists. "Piper and Phoebe love you, but right now they are lost because they think that the Power of Three is gone," she points out. "They think their purpose as Chamred Ones is dead with you.”
“Exactly! That’s why I need to be with them still! They are falling apart without me, especially Piper. We were best friends. Now they are both vulnerable.”
“The Power of Three is not gone," my mother reminds me. " Not once they stand in front of the book with your baby sister like the first time when you were there.”
I feel fire in my eyes and in my soul. “Do not call her that! Phoebe is our baby sister!” I growl. "Phoebe has been our baby sister since the day she was born! I helped raise her as the baby after you were gone! This new girl might be your youngest daughter, but she will never be our baby sister!"
I stand up and run, tears flowing heavy and hot against my non-being.
“Prue!” I hear my mother call, but I refuse to even look back.
So many things are happening so fast and bringing so much fear. This place for one; it's so unreal to me. I have no idea where I'm going or if I can even go anywhere. I'm lost, but I do not care.
I refuse to listen to anything more about this new girl. It's too much; I haven’t even gotten a chance to absorb what has just happened to me.
I keep walking and thinking, not minding to pay attention to where I'm going. Is there anything to trip over in this place, anyway? I need to see Piper; she needs to hear me tell her that she can hold the torch with pride. That she can take care of Phoebe the way I took care of both of them, better even. But she can’t do it with a broken heart--that's something Leo can not heal.
I hear her call for me but I can’t answer--they won't let me answer. I can never answer Piper again. They tell her it's just for awhile, but I know better. She needs me! She's hurting so much! But they won't let me answer her!
Yet someone did answer, this new girl that Mom just told her and Phoebe about. Of all the times for this long-lost sister to waltz into our…their lives!
While she tries to take my place in the Power of Three, I have to be here for the same reason as my mother did years ago--failure. I don’t care what anybody says--this girl is not my sister!
I remember a moment that seems all too familiar right now. I met a man in a black robe and pale hair and skin who said that he was waiting for me. I was next on his list and it scared me the same way it's scaring me now. He helped me understand more about this, but that was when it did not actually happen. Someone else ended up going instead of me, a very annoying man but an innocent nonetheless. I saw that same man in the dark robe again when Shax attacked my sisters and me and sent Piper and I clear through the front wall and into the yard. I don’t understand anymore now that it's real. How can anyone understand this feeling, this nothingness?
“Piper, we lost our sister. How can anyone understand that?” That's what I hear Phoebe telling a distraught Piper who just sent the call that instead called this new sister. My thoughts exactly. I felt that when I watched Piper die of a fatal shot wound. I should have known it would lead to me; it was a string of failures that looped around right back where it started. Dr. Griffiths failed Piper and then I turned around and failed him. Now it's obvious that someone had to die that that day and because it wasn’t our innocent, it became Piper as a result of a deadly butterfly effect. We all paid for saving his life; our world almost collapsed when that man didn’t die. But he was still an innocent; that’s why I went with him the second time around. That’s what we do--we protect innocents; only in this case The Power of Three died with him. Every day we put our lives on the line for innocents but we never imagined one of us going down with them, that one of our lives would actually cross that line. All of us died more than once; cheating death was close to being another one of our priorities. That’s why I do not understand where I am now and how I got here and why I can't go back. This was not supposed to happen.
I've only stopped moving because something has caught my eye. There's a seat swing hanging in a sea of clouds and mist. I can’t believe my eyes. I know this place; I was here once before. I was so close to where I am now, but someone told me to go back, and my heart aches as I think of my soulmate who we lost and unlike all of our innocents, didn't come back in order that we could continue to live.
I sit on the swing, and run my hand along the empty space beside me. How familiar it feels. I somehow feel good, almost comfortable.
“Hello, Prue.”
Looking up, I see a man standing beside the swing all of a sudden. That’s when I finally accept how real all of this is and where I am. I watched him die about two years ago, all of us did. Another innocent death at the hands of a demon; another failure. And he was more than just a doctor, he was my soulmate, the man I would've married if he could've eventually accept the fact that I'm a witch and that my daughters would've also been witches. Not since my mother had a death looked so real and so scary to me. Now he's standing beside me in the exact same place I saw him the first time when he told me to go back. I want badly to hear him say it again, but this time I'm stuck.
“Andy!” I cry as I envelope my arms around him. “I’m so glad to see you.”
“I’m not,” he replies, hugging me back. “I’m horrified; I wish this hadn’t happened to you. I was sure you had great things ahead of you.”
“Like what?”
“Like getting married and having children. And I thought you and your sisters would save the world from something significant.”
“I’m scared.” I admit as I sit back down on the swing and bury my face in my hands. I do not want to look at where I am, not now that I could no longer contradict how real it is.
I feel Andy stroking my hair. “I know; I think we all are at first. It’s a scary thing.”
“My sisters need me!”
“They haven’t lost you. You’ll always be with them; just like I have always been with you. They will keep you with them forever.”
“I don’t know what that means!”
“You never really will; I still don’t. I don’t think anyone does; you just feel it.”
“But I’ve lost them!”
“What makes you think that?”
“I’m not with them anymore! I won’t ever know my future brother-in-laws or nieces or nephews if I ever have any.”
Andy runs his thumb down my wet cheek and kisses me. “Won’t you? They’re right there,” and he gestures below us. I finally remove my eyes from the safety of my hands, and there they are, almost like they are right in front of me. I can see Phoebe and Piper and Leo in the manor living room. They're talking to that new girl.
“Paige, I’m Paige,” she tells them.
I can hear Phoebe softly tell Piper, “Oh, another P; imagine that.”
“It’s nice to meet you.” Piper says, holding out her hand, although I'm not sure if she really means it, the way Phoebe seems to.
Paige takes Piper's hand as she tells her, “Nice to meet you too.”
Omigod! The chandelier above all three of them began to shine blue as soon as their hands touched!
“Ah, what’s that?” a confused Paige asks.
Leo smiles his gentle, understanding smile. “I think that means you are supposed to be here.”
My mouth hangs open. I can feel and taste tears dripping from my parted lips. “No!” I cry out. “No that’s not fair! The chandelier only did that with us when we became the Charmed Ones!”
“They could never replace you Prue," Andy says as he gives me a passionate squeeze. "And they wouldn’t dream of trying.”
But despite his words, I become more broken the more I watch.
Mind you this is my very first Charmed fanfic and remember thanks to my mom selling my early seasons I have not seen them for ages. So I was able to find a thing or two on the internet but for the most part it is written on pure memory. So I know characters and stuff might be somewhat inaccurate but please try to be gentle. I am sensitive. I plan to tweek it when I get my DVDs back or see more episodes on TNT.
One last note, please keep unadvisory criticism to yourself. I feel I must say this because I a terrible experience on another TV show based forum a couple of years ago concerning someone(and a Mod at that) who made an unnecessary cruel comment on one of my fics and when I tried to call them on it became the free teasing for all thread and eventually drove me off the board. So I would prefer advisory criticisms only please. And for all of you Anti-Prue fans just please don't read, this story is abut Prue and I don't want to see any "boo Prue Sucks"s. It does not help me and its cruel. If you are not a Prue fan I would prefer if you just did not read.
**********
Ok so this is a little spin off that came to me at the bus stop not long ago while waiting to ride to school. If any of you have read the Novel Lovely Bones its kind of a similar idea here. If not you may want to Google it, its a great book.
Update 1/3/08: A friend has helped me revise it a bit. There is not much change but it is now written in the present tense and some details have been added to certain areas. I really liked this person's ideas for the revisions so I am putting them into action, and this is the new version. And Part two has now been released.
AfterLife - Episode One Charmed Again:
Part One
“Another sister! You’re joking right?”
I heard it all, my mother confessing to Piper and Phoebe that she has another daughter. I'm already scared as hell. I just went through an ordeal and now this! Is my mother crazy?
“I wouldn’t joke about having another child,” my mother gently rebukes me.
“Yeah well I refuse to believe this!”
“Your sisters need her.”
“No! My sisters need me, Mom! I am the oldest! I was supposed to take care of them and I failed!”
“Honey, you didn’t fail. You were fighting for an innocent.”
“Yeah, and I failed him too!” and I gesture over to a corner where Dr. Griffiths sits in an almost-fetal position. His eyes steer around the surroundings, trying to figure out where he is. He's probably also trying to make heads or tails of what he saw in his last fearful moments on Earth. I wonder if this is how all of our lost innocents--the ones who were also killed by demons--felt when they came here--having seen part of a world they thought to be mere stories.
Tears fall from my eyes and roll down my cheeks. This is it. There is nowhere to go from here, nothing to look forward to. And my sisters, I can see them from here and watch as they go on with their lives, but they'll never know. To them I am gone; I am gone. I will never see them again and I can’t protect them; I can’t do anything for them except watch and give them spiritual support they will never be aware of.
I hug myself, curling up in my mothers arms like a child. I'm so very scared.
“I’m so sorry, honey,” whispers my mother.
“For what?" I sob. "Waiting until I died to tell me that you have another child!?”
“Without Paige the Power of Three will die. Even with their individual powers, Piper and Phoebe will be practically defenseless. You know you don't want that.”
“She’s not a Halliwell," I insist. "She’s not a Charmed One!”
“She is,” my mother gently contradict. “She came from me, so she possesses Halliwell blood, Warren blood, just like you and your sisters do. And she is your sister. Your half-sister, but still your sister. Therefore she is also a Charmed One. Not yet part of the Power of Three, as you three were, but she will be soon.”
“And what’s going to happen to me, Mom!?” I do not want to believe this is the end for me. "If they have her, they'll forget about me."
“Of course they won't!" my grandmother who we've always called Grams insists. "Piper and Phoebe love you, but right now they are lost because they think that the Power of Three is gone," she points out. "They think their purpose as Chamred Ones is dead with you.”
“Exactly! That’s why I need to be with them still! They are falling apart without me, especially Piper. We were best friends. Now they are both vulnerable.”
“The Power of Three is not gone," my mother reminds me. " Not once they stand in front of the book with your baby sister like the first time when you were there.”
I feel fire in my eyes and in my soul. “Do not call her that! Phoebe is our baby sister!” I growl. "Phoebe has been our baby sister since the day she was born! I helped raise her as the baby after you were gone! This new girl might be your youngest daughter, but she will never be our baby sister!"
I stand up and run, tears flowing heavy and hot against my non-being.
“Prue!” I hear my mother call, but I refuse to even look back.
So many things are happening so fast and bringing so much fear. This place for one; it's so unreal to me. I have no idea where I'm going or if I can even go anywhere. I'm lost, but I do not care.
I refuse to listen to anything more about this new girl. It's too much; I haven’t even gotten a chance to absorb what has just happened to me.
I keep walking and thinking, not minding to pay attention to where I'm going. Is there anything to trip over in this place, anyway? I need to see Piper; she needs to hear me tell her that she can hold the torch with pride. That she can take care of Phoebe the way I took care of both of them, better even. But she can’t do it with a broken heart--that's something Leo can not heal.
I hear her call for me but I can’t answer--they won't let me answer. I can never answer Piper again. They tell her it's just for awhile, but I know better. She needs me! She's hurting so much! But they won't let me answer her!
Yet someone did answer, this new girl that Mom just told her and Phoebe about. Of all the times for this long-lost sister to waltz into our…their lives!
While she tries to take my place in the Power of Three, I have to be here for the same reason as my mother did years ago--failure. I don’t care what anybody says--this girl is not my sister!
I remember a moment that seems all too familiar right now. I met a man in a black robe and pale hair and skin who said that he was waiting for me. I was next on his list and it scared me the same way it's scaring me now. He helped me understand more about this, but that was when it did not actually happen. Someone else ended up going instead of me, a very annoying man but an innocent nonetheless. I saw that same man in the dark robe again when Shax attacked my sisters and me and sent Piper and I clear through the front wall and into the yard. I don’t understand anymore now that it's real. How can anyone understand this feeling, this nothingness?
“Piper, we lost our sister. How can anyone understand that?” That's what I hear Phoebe telling a distraught Piper who just sent the call that instead called this new sister. My thoughts exactly. I felt that when I watched Piper die of a fatal shot wound. I should have known it would lead to me; it was a string of failures that looped around right back where it started. Dr. Griffiths failed Piper and then I turned around and failed him. Now it's obvious that someone had to die that that day and because it wasn’t our innocent, it became Piper as a result of a deadly butterfly effect. We all paid for saving his life; our world almost collapsed when that man didn’t die. But he was still an innocent; that’s why I went with him the second time around. That’s what we do--we protect innocents; only in this case The Power of Three died with him. Every day we put our lives on the line for innocents but we never imagined one of us going down with them, that one of our lives would actually cross that line. All of us died more than once; cheating death was close to being another one of our priorities. That’s why I do not understand where I am now and how I got here and why I can't go back. This was not supposed to happen.
I've only stopped moving because something has caught my eye. There's a seat swing hanging in a sea of clouds and mist. I can’t believe my eyes. I know this place; I was here once before. I was so close to where I am now, but someone told me to go back, and my heart aches as I think of my soulmate who we lost and unlike all of our innocents, didn't come back in order that we could continue to live.
I sit on the swing, and run my hand along the empty space beside me. How familiar it feels. I somehow feel good, almost comfortable.
“Hello, Prue.”
Looking up, I see a man standing beside the swing all of a sudden. That’s when I finally accept how real all of this is and where I am. I watched him die about two years ago, all of us did. Another innocent death at the hands of a demon; another failure. And he was more than just a doctor, he was my soulmate, the man I would've married if he could've eventually accept the fact that I'm a witch and that my daughters would've also been witches. Not since my mother had a death looked so real and so scary to me. Now he's standing beside me in the exact same place I saw him the first time when he told me to go back. I want badly to hear him say it again, but this time I'm stuck.
“Andy!” I cry as I envelope my arms around him. “I’m so glad to see you.”
“I’m not,” he replies, hugging me back. “I’m horrified; I wish this hadn’t happened to you. I was sure you had great things ahead of you.”
“Like what?”
“Like getting married and having children. And I thought you and your sisters would save the world from something significant.”
“I’m scared.” I admit as I sit back down on the swing and bury my face in my hands. I do not want to look at where I am, not now that I could no longer contradict how real it is.
I feel Andy stroking my hair. “I know; I think we all are at first. It’s a scary thing.”
“My sisters need me!”
“They haven’t lost you. You’ll always be with them; just like I have always been with you. They will keep you with them forever.”
“I don’t know what that means!”
“You never really will; I still don’t. I don’t think anyone does; you just feel it.”
“But I’ve lost them!”
“What makes you think that?”
“I’m not with them anymore! I won’t ever know my future brother-in-laws or nieces or nephews if I ever have any.”
Andy runs his thumb down my wet cheek and kisses me. “Won’t you? They’re right there,” and he gestures below us. I finally remove my eyes from the safety of my hands, and there they are, almost like they are right in front of me. I can see Phoebe and Piper and Leo in the manor living room. They're talking to that new girl.
“Paige, I’m Paige,” she tells them.
I can hear Phoebe softly tell Piper, “Oh, another P; imagine that.”
“It’s nice to meet you.” Piper says, holding out her hand, although I'm not sure if she really means it, the way Phoebe seems to.
Paige takes Piper's hand as she tells her, “Nice to meet you too.”
Omigod! The chandelier above all three of them began to shine blue as soon as their hands touched!
“Ah, what’s that?” a confused Paige asks.
Leo smiles his gentle, understanding smile. “I think that means you are supposed to be here.”
My mouth hangs open. I can feel and taste tears dripping from my parted lips. “No!” I cry out. “No that’s not fair! The chandelier only did that with us when we became the Charmed Ones!”
“They could never replace you Prue," Andy says as he gives me a passionate squeeze. "And they wouldn’t dream of trying.”
But despite his words, I become more broken the more I watch.
