AN: Yes, I know it's kind of been done, but this is DIFFERENT! Trust me. It's much different. Way different. Different is this? Yes. I think you get the point. Oh! And, in this fic, there is only a year between Piper and Phoebe. It's just easier to deal with if it's that way. so, that also means that Paige is only about three years younger than Piper. Oh! And, Patty died right after having Paige, so she's dead when Piper is three. Just wanted to let you know, as you would probably get confused without it. Happy reading!
Disclaimer: Okay, it's kind of obvious that a person who does not own Charmed would be the only kind of people that wrote fan fics. Yup. So, I don't own Charmed. Never have, hopefully will. (Hint hint, Kern.)
Chapter 1:
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Twelve years.
Twelve years to the day. That's how long it had been since she had last seen her little sister. That's how long it had been since her little sister was kidnapped. Kidnapped by none other than demons. Demons. She sneered at the thought. Demons. The evil creatures that she risked her life every day to vanquish. To kill. To get revenge. For her beloved little sister.
She had only been a little three-year-old girl when she was kidnapped. Taken by the vile creatures. She was taken, and most likely killed. Her little sister. She wiped a tear from her eye. 'I should have done something. I should have saved her.' she berated herself. She was only five when her sister was taken, but she remembered the day like it was yesterday...
'Pwue? Do you wants a cookie?' Prue looked up from her little kid book and looked at her younger sister. The little girl in pigtails was holding up a paper plate with a lone cookie right in the center. The cookie was chocolate chip, both of the girls' favorite. 'But, Pipe, isn't this your favorite?" Prue asked, looking into the little girl's cute chocolate brown eyes. 'Yeah, but you like it too, and I thoughts you would wants one.' Piper said, holding the cookie tantalizingly in front of her older sister's face. 'Okay.' Prue said, and grabbed the cookie. Piper smiled one of her wide grins. 'Thanks.' Prue said, and took a bite from the cookie.
Just then, another little girl came toddling into the room. She had big baby brown eyes, and was, well, a baby. Actually, a toddler. 'Phoebe!' Piper squealed, and ran to the little baby. 'Pipa' the baby said happily, obviously trying to say her older sister's name. 'Pheebs!' Piper said, and hugged her sister. Prue looked at the scene of the two hugging with happiness. The two little ones were adapting to a life without a mother quickly. Prue wishes she could, but yet didn't. She liked her mother, and hoped to be one to her little sisters. She wanted to protect them.
Suddenly, two monsters appeared in the room. 'Witches.' one of them growled. This attracted the three little girls' attention. Prue backed away from the monsters, but Piper and Phoebe were frozen in fear. 'Run!' Prue whispered quickly at the two, and Piper and Phoebe snapped out of it. Piper grabbed the two-year-old's hand, and ran down the hall, Prue following close behind.
When the three arrived in the main entrance, the demons were nowhere to be found. 'Phew.' Prue said, a little too soon. The two monsters suddenly reappeared. Prue was about to scream for her Grams, when one of the monsters grabbed Piper. He took out something shiny and pointy, something that Prue knew was a knife, and put it against the three-year-old's tiny throat. "Don't scream, little girl, or bye-bye sister.' the monster holding her said. Prue closed her mouth and pulled little Phoebe close to herself, not wanting both her sisters in danger. 'Actually,' the monster said, looking at the other, 'It's bye-bye sister anyway.'
And with that, the two monsters disappeared. With Piper, who screamed as she disappeared in the monster's arms.
That scream. That scream would be implanted in Prue's memory for all of her life. The scream of her little sister before she... died. They didn't have any proof of that, though. Sometimes Prue would get a little glimmer of hope, but deep down she knew it was impossible for her little sister to be alive, especially after all these years. After all, her little sister, one of the Charmed Ones, had been kidnapped by DEMONS.
The Charmed Ones. That's who Prue and her sisters were. The three most powerful good witches ever. Her and her little sisters, Phoebe and Paige. Well, technically, they weren't quite the Charmed Ones. They would have been, if Piper wasn't taken. They had needed the three different powers, telekineticy, premonitions, AND temporal stasis. Piper had had temporal stasis, or the ability to freeze time. Phoebe had premonitions, Prue had telekineticy, and little Paige had orbing. They had found out they were witches after the kidnapping, but they didn't have to start fighting evil until Paige turned seven. So, they had been fighting demons and balancing school and a social life for the past five years. The girls came down with various 'sicknesses' so often that Prue couldn't remember how many times she had supposedly contracted mono. Sickness was the explanation the girls used for when they had to take time off of school.
Phoebe was now fourteen, and Paige was twelve. Paige had only been a few months old when Piper had been taken, so she had never gotten to know her sister. Phoebe, though she had been two, had a couple of memories about her sister. She missed her too, but not as much as Prue did. Prue always blamed herself for not being able to protect Piper. Her little sister. Prue had vowed to get revenge if it was the last thing she ever did.
Prue got distracted from her thoughts by a loud crash downstairs. "Demon!" she heard Leo, their whitelighter and virtual brother, yell. Prue immediately jetted out of the room and down the stairs. She was heading for another slice of revenge.
T:T:T:T
AN: Okay, this is kind of a teaser chapter, ya know? I know, I'm working on other fics at the same time as this one, but I really got started on this fic for some reason. I already have chapters that come in at various times written, so I'm definitely continuing this story. Oh, and I know there has been a story where Piper was kidnapped at a young age before, but this is so completely different. It's just like my stalker story, it's been done before, but it's completely different! Review, please!
Disclaimer: Okay, it's kind of obvious that a person who does not own Charmed would be the only kind of people that wrote fan fics. Yup. So, I don't own Charmed. Never have, hopefully will. (Hint hint, Kern.)
Chapter 1:
T:T:T:T
Twelve years.
Twelve years to the day. That's how long it had been since she had last seen her little sister. That's how long it had been since her little sister was kidnapped. Kidnapped by none other than demons. Demons. She sneered at the thought. Demons. The evil creatures that she risked her life every day to vanquish. To kill. To get revenge. For her beloved little sister.
She had only been a little three-year-old girl when she was kidnapped. Taken by the vile creatures. She was taken, and most likely killed. Her little sister. She wiped a tear from her eye. 'I should have done something. I should have saved her.' she berated herself. She was only five when her sister was taken, but she remembered the day like it was yesterday...
'Pwue? Do you wants a cookie?' Prue looked up from her little kid book and looked at her younger sister. The little girl in pigtails was holding up a paper plate with a lone cookie right in the center. The cookie was chocolate chip, both of the girls' favorite. 'But, Pipe, isn't this your favorite?" Prue asked, looking into the little girl's cute chocolate brown eyes. 'Yeah, but you like it too, and I thoughts you would wants one.' Piper said, holding the cookie tantalizingly in front of her older sister's face. 'Okay.' Prue said, and grabbed the cookie. Piper smiled one of her wide grins. 'Thanks.' Prue said, and took a bite from the cookie.
Just then, another little girl came toddling into the room. She had big baby brown eyes, and was, well, a baby. Actually, a toddler. 'Phoebe!' Piper squealed, and ran to the little baby. 'Pipa' the baby said happily, obviously trying to say her older sister's name. 'Pheebs!' Piper said, and hugged her sister. Prue looked at the scene of the two hugging with happiness. The two little ones were adapting to a life without a mother quickly. Prue wishes she could, but yet didn't. She liked her mother, and hoped to be one to her little sisters. She wanted to protect them.
Suddenly, two monsters appeared in the room. 'Witches.' one of them growled. This attracted the three little girls' attention. Prue backed away from the monsters, but Piper and Phoebe were frozen in fear. 'Run!' Prue whispered quickly at the two, and Piper and Phoebe snapped out of it. Piper grabbed the two-year-old's hand, and ran down the hall, Prue following close behind.
When the three arrived in the main entrance, the demons were nowhere to be found. 'Phew.' Prue said, a little too soon. The two monsters suddenly reappeared. Prue was about to scream for her Grams, when one of the monsters grabbed Piper. He took out something shiny and pointy, something that Prue knew was a knife, and put it against the three-year-old's tiny throat. "Don't scream, little girl, or bye-bye sister.' the monster holding her said. Prue closed her mouth and pulled little Phoebe close to herself, not wanting both her sisters in danger. 'Actually,' the monster said, looking at the other, 'It's bye-bye sister anyway.'
And with that, the two monsters disappeared. With Piper, who screamed as she disappeared in the monster's arms.
That scream. That scream would be implanted in Prue's memory for all of her life. The scream of her little sister before she... died. They didn't have any proof of that, though. Sometimes Prue would get a little glimmer of hope, but deep down she knew it was impossible for her little sister to be alive, especially after all these years. After all, her little sister, one of the Charmed Ones, had been kidnapped by DEMONS.
The Charmed Ones. That's who Prue and her sisters were. The three most powerful good witches ever. Her and her little sisters, Phoebe and Paige. Well, technically, they weren't quite the Charmed Ones. They would have been, if Piper wasn't taken. They had needed the three different powers, telekineticy, premonitions, AND temporal stasis. Piper had had temporal stasis, or the ability to freeze time. Phoebe had premonitions, Prue had telekineticy, and little Paige had orbing. They had found out they were witches after the kidnapping, but they didn't have to start fighting evil until Paige turned seven. So, they had been fighting demons and balancing school and a social life for the past five years. The girls came down with various 'sicknesses' so often that Prue couldn't remember how many times she had supposedly contracted mono. Sickness was the explanation the girls used for when they had to take time off of school.
Phoebe was now fourteen, and Paige was twelve. Paige had only been a few months old when Piper had been taken, so she had never gotten to know her sister. Phoebe, though she had been two, had a couple of memories about her sister. She missed her too, but not as much as Prue did. Prue always blamed herself for not being able to protect Piper. Her little sister. Prue had vowed to get revenge if it was the last thing she ever did.
Prue got distracted from her thoughts by a loud crash downstairs. "Demon!" she heard Leo, their whitelighter and virtual brother, yell. Prue immediately jetted out of the room and down the stairs. She was heading for another slice of revenge.
T:T:T:T
AN: Okay, this is kind of a teaser chapter, ya know? I know, I'm working on other fics at the same time as this one, but I really got started on this fic for some reason. I already have chapters that come in at various times written, so I'm definitely continuing this story. Oh, and I know there has been a story where Piper was kidnapped at a young age before, but this is so completely different. It's just like my stalker story, it's been done before, but it's completely different! Review, please!