It's taken me a lot longer to get this story updated than I thought it
would. I'm very sorry, and regardless of how it might appear, I am
planning on continuing and finishing this story. Unfortunately I took on a
full-time job, in addition to my part-time one, a class, and had a minor
medical family situation this summer. When I arrived back at school, I
found that while I have the bigger scenes played out in my head, the
transitional ones and smaller ones, I had no idea how to write. And I had
a slight writer's block. So please, bear with me as I continue to write
this story, and of course, let me know how I am doing, and if you like it,
and I will get parts out as fast as I can. But please, let me know if you
want me to continue. I won't if you guys don't like it.
The Power of the Fifth
Chapter 8
"So which one of us is going to start it?" Phoebe asked as she began stirring the coffee her older sister always prepared in the morning.
"Start what?" Piper asked in the midst of preparing breakfast for Leo and herself.
"You know The Conversation." Phoebe said, altering her voice so it sounded ominous when she mentioned the conversation.
"Phoebe, I'm tired, let's not place this game. What are you talking about?"
"The same conversation that we had last week, and the week before, and the week before, and every week before that since this began."
"The same conversation where we always end at an impasse because we've done everything that we possibly could."
"Not everything. There are still some magical things that could be done-"
"Phoebe! We have done several magical things, binding them in the same room, which did nothing but force them in each other's company, and they both read until the spell ran out. Which got us in big trouble, because then you and I had to fight that demon all by ourselves. Then we tried magically forcing them to talk, and all they talked about was fashions, although they did disagree at that point."
"Oooh, and that time they nearly talked the warlock to death." Phoebe interrupted.
"There isn't any other magic we could use that wouldn't blatantly go against the 'no personal gain' clause. And I still don't think it's fair to go behind Paige's back and try to smooth things over with Peynn ourselves." Piper finished. Phoebe was right; they had had this conversation so many times that they no longer needed to have it. They both knew the other's arguments extremely well.
"Well, I came up with another one."
"Phoebe."
"And it's not really going against the 'no personal gain' clause, because Paige and Peynn are now starting to get in the way of the innocents we're trying to save, because they can't stop arguing. It's been over two months, we have to do something." Phoebe responded. "And I can see how tired you are, I've never seen you this tired before, you okay?"
"Yeah, just get on with the plan."
"Okay, truth spell." Phoebe said, with a satisfied grin on her face.
"That's it?"
"That's all we need. We get Leo to go get Peynn, say the spell, one of us can start with the questions, and by the time the spell is over, voila, no more argument."
"Phoebe," Piper sighed, "how are we going to keep them in the room to keep talking?"
"Don't you remember how long it took us to figure out that Prue had done something, you know when she first cast that spell after we became witches? By the time they figure it out, hopefully they'll be friends."
"Fine, you say the spell, but if it backfires, I reserve the right to "I told you so" you, and it's the end of the magical ways in trying to get them to talk."
"Okay, now all we need to do is get Leo to go get her." Phoebe finished with their plan.
"Leo to go get who?" Leo asked as he entered the kitchen.
"Can you go get Peynn and bring her to the attic? We're going to try operation: reunite sisters, take 28." Phoebe asked him, giving him her begging look.
"Phoebe, you know that doesn't work on me." Leo looked to his wife for confirmation, and after her nod, he orbed out of the manor.
"Okay, so I've got all the stuff sitting in the sunroom, let's go." Phoebe said, pulling her older sister behind her.
They set it up while waiting for Leo to get back. And when he appeared, Piper sighed for what seemed like the thousandth time that day.
"Okay, Peynn's upstairs looking through the Book of Shadows, and Paige is in the bathroom, so hurry up." Leo told them as he orbed into the sunroom, an amused expression on his face.
"You, cut it out." Piper ordered, pointing her finger at him, showing she wasn't enjoying his obvious amusement.
Phoebe lit the candle, while Leo orbed back out of the Manor, and then began speaking, "For those who want the truth revealed. Open their hearts and secrets unseal. From now until it's now again. From now in which the memories end. For those who are now in this house, only truth will be heard from their mouths."
The candle she had just lit blew out. "Did it work?"
"I don't know, did it?" Piper responded.
"I don't know. What do you think of this shirt?" Phoebe asked. The shirt she was wearing was tight leather; it clung to her like a second skin. And the neckline was very, very low.
"Skanky ho say anything to you?" Piper replied.
"Piper, do you always think that stuff about the way I dress?" Phoebe asked.
"Most of the time. Just because you've got it, doesn't mean you have to flaunt it, there's no law, you know." Piper answered.
"You have very mean thoughts." Phoebe retorted. "Now, let's go get Paige upstairs and get our sisters together. I really don't want to be dealing with this at my wedding."
"You two haven't even set a date yet."
"Yeah, but that's because I want all my sisters in my wedding." Phoebe answered.
"Paige, attic!" Piper yelled as they walked past the floor of the Manor that had the bedrooms on it.
"On my way." Paige yelled.
Piper and Phoebe walked into the attic just as Paige finished orbing in.
"Okay, it's really not fair that she doesn't need to take the stairs anymore." Phoebe muttered to Piper.
"So what demon are we after this time?" Peynn asked.
"Peynn, why do hate us so much?" Phoebe asked.
"I don't hate you, you're my sisters." Peynn replied. "In fact, I have a lot of respect for all of you."
"Then why do you act like you hate us?" Piper asked.
"It's easier to act like I hate you, then to let myself get close, and have you abandon me." Peynn responded. As her conversation with Paige progressed she walked closer to the entrance to the attic, where Paige was standing, and further from the Book of Shadows. Piper and Phoebe were standing off to the right, moving closer to the Book of Shadows as they tried to stay out of their younger sisters' ways. They didn't want to interrupt the talking that was finally happening.
"We're not going to abandon you." Paige told her.
"Paige everyone has, my mother."
"Our mother didn't abandon you, any more than she did me. In fact, she gave you to a family she knew. She just dropped me off at a church." Paige retorted.
"Please. Look at your life, everyone's happy. I'm a whore for god's sake!"
"Interesting career choice, what does that have to do with not getting close to us?" Paige yelled back.
"When you've got strangers rutting their bodies inside you, you build walls. When your parents send you away to school year-round until you turn eighteen, you build walls, when they force you out at 12:01 midnight on your eighteenth birthday you."
".Build walls, we get it already. So get over yourself, we're not going to do anything to hurt you. We're family, we-"
"God, don't you get it, Paige? Everyone who was supposed to care and love me, EVERYONE couldn't stand me. At the school where I grew up, the teachers and caregivers had a strict policy about never showing more attention to one student over any other. They would talk to you for no more than five minutes a day unless it was in relation to school work, and then they were given an extra five minutes, all the employees were given added bonuses and incentives if they were able to prove that another employee was going over their allotted time with each student. I received more love from those teachers, even with those restrictions, and the fact that they never actually showed any, than I ever did from any of the Walkingtons.
"My biological mother gave me to those people. Obviously there's something."
"So what, would you rather I have grown up there, and you could have grown up with my parents. I can't change the past, or let us switch places, it's not possible!" Paige interrupted.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? The Charmed Ones arguing?" Everyone in the room just stared at the demon that had just shimmered into the room.
"No!" Paige yelled back, "she's not a Charmed One!"
"Either way, I'm still going to kill all of you, and get your powers!" The demon was over six feet tall, with piercing blue eyes and short dark hair. He instantly shot a power blast towards phoebe and Piper. Piper was able to dodge it, but Phoebe levitated over it and then came back down.
"Why didn't you freeze it?" Phoebe asks as she ran over to Piper.
"Too tired." Piper yelled back as she ran for the Book of Shadows. The Book was only two or three steps away, but when a Demon was in the room it seemed more like a hundred miles. She never even saw the blast heading towards her.
"Piper, no!" Phoebe yelled out.
The Power of the Fifth
Chapter 8
"So which one of us is going to start it?" Phoebe asked as she began stirring the coffee her older sister always prepared in the morning.
"Start what?" Piper asked in the midst of preparing breakfast for Leo and herself.
"You know The Conversation." Phoebe said, altering her voice so it sounded ominous when she mentioned the conversation.
"Phoebe, I'm tired, let's not place this game. What are you talking about?"
"The same conversation that we had last week, and the week before, and the week before, and every week before that since this began."
"The same conversation where we always end at an impasse because we've done everything that we possibly could."
"Not everything. There are still some magical things that could be done-"
"Phoebe! We have done several magical things, binding them in the same room, which did nothing but force them in each other's company, and they both read until the spell ran out. Which got us in big trouble, because then you and I had to fight that demon all by ourselves. Then we tried magically forcing them to talk, and all they talked about was fashions, although they did disagree at that point."
"Oooh, and that time they nearly talked the warlock to death." Phoebe interrupted.
"There isn't any other magic we could use that wouldn't blatantly go against the 'no personal gain' clause. And I still don't think it's fair to go behind Paige's back and try to smooth things over with Peynn ourselves." Piper finished. Phoebe was right; they had had this conversation so many times that they no longer needed to have it. They both knew the other's arguments extremely well.
"Well, I came up with another one."
"Phoebe."
"And it's not really going against the 'no personal gain' clause, because Paige and Peynn are now starting to get in the way of the innocents we're trying to save, because they can't stop arguing. It's been over two months, we have to do something." Phoebe responded. "And I can see how tired you are, I've never seen you this tired before, you okay?"
"Yeah, just get on with the plan."
"Okay, truth spell." Phoebe said, with a satisfied grin on her face.
"That's it?"
"That's all we need. We get Leo to go get Peynn, say the spell, one of us can start with the questions, and by the time the spell is over, voila, no more argument."
"Phoebe," Piper sighed, "how are we going to keep them in the room to keep talking?"
"Don't you remember how long it took us to figure out that Prue had done something, you know when she first cast that spell after we became witches? By the time they figure it out, hopefully they'll be friends."
"Fine, you say the spell, but if it backfires, I reserve the right to "I told you so" you, and it's the end of the magical ways in trying to get them to talk."
"Okay, now all we need to do is get Leo to go get her." Phoebe finished with their plan.
"Leo to go get who?" Leo asked as he entered the kitchen.
"Can you go get Peynn and bring her to the attic? We're going to try operation: reunite sisters, take 28." Phoebe asked him, giving him her begging look.
"Phoebe, you know that doesn't work on me." Leo looked to his wife for confirmation, and after her nod, he orbed out of the manor.
"Okay, so I've got all the stuff sitting in the sunroom, let's go." Phoebe said, pulling her older sister behind her.
They set it up while waiting for Leo to get back. And when he appeared, Piper sighed for what seemed like the thousandth time that day.
"Okay, Peynn's upstairs looking through the Book of Shadows, and Paige is in the bathroom, so hurry up." Leo told them as he orbed into the sunroom, an amused expression on his face.
"You, cut it out." Piper ordered, pointing her finger at him, showing she wasn't enjoying his obvious amusement.
Phoebe lit the candle, while Leo orbed back out of the Manor, and then began speaking, "For those who want the truth revealed. Open their hearts and secrets unseal. From now until it's now again. From now in which the memories end. For those who are now in this house, only truth will be heard from their mouths."
The candle she had just lit blew out. "Did it work?"
"I don't know, did it?" Piper responded.
"I don't know. What do you think of this shirt?" Phoebe asked. The shirt she was wearing was tight leather; it clung to her like a second skin. And the neckline was very, very low.
"Skanky ho say anything to you?" Piper replied.
"Piper, do you always think that stuff about the way I dress?" Phoebe asked.
"Most of the time. Just because you've got it, doesn't mean you have to flaunt it, there's no law, you know." Piper answered.
"You have very mean thoughts." Phoebe retorted. "Now, let's go get Paige upstairs and get our sisters together. I really don't want to be dealing with this at my wedding."
"You two haven't even set a date yet."
"Yeah, but that's because I want all my sisters in my wedding." Phoebe answered.
"Paige, attic!" Piper yelled as they walked past the floor of the Manor that had the bedrooms on it.
"On my way." Paige yelled.
Piper and Phoebe walked into the attic just as Paige finished orbing in.
"Okay, it's really not fair that she doesn't need to take the stairs anymore." Phoebe muttered to Piper.
"So what demon are we after this time?" Peynn asked.
"Peynn, why do hate us so much?" Phoebe asked.
"I don't hate you, you're my sisters." Peynn replied. "In fact, I have a lot of respect for all of you."
"Then why do you act like you hate us?" Piper asked.
"It's easier to act like I hate you, then to let myself get close, and have you abandon me." Peynn responded. As her conversation with Paige progressed she walked closer to the entrance to the attic, where Paige was standing, and further from the Book of Shadows. Piper and Phoebe were standing off to the right, moving closer to the Book of Shadows as they tried to stay out of their younger sisters' ways. They didn't want to interrupt the talking that was finally happening.
"We're not going to abandon you." Paige told her.
"Paige everyone has, my mother."
"Our mother didn't abandon you, any more than she did me. In fact, she gave you to a family she knew. She just dropped me off at a church." Paige retorted.
"Please. Look at your life, everyone's happy. I'm a whore for god's sake!"
"Interesting career choice, what does that have to do with not getting close to us?" Paige yelled back.
"When you've got strangers rutting their bodies inside you, you build walls. When your parents send you away to school year-round until you turn eighteen, you build walls, when they force you out at 12:01 midnight on your eighteenth birthday you."
".Build walls, we get it already. So get over yourself, we're not going to do anything to hurt you. We're family, we-"
"God, don't you get it, Paige? Everyone who was supposed to care and love me, EVERYONE couldn't stand me. At the school where I grew up, the teachers and caregivers had a strict policy about never showing more attention to one student over any other. They would talk to you for no more than five minutes a day unless it was in relation to school work, and then they were given an extra five minutes, all the employees were given added bonuses and incentives if they were able to prove that another employee was going over their allotted time with each student. I received more love from those teachers, even with those restrictions, and the fact that they never actually showed any, than I ever did from any of the Walkingtons.
"My biological mother gave me to those people. Obviously there's something."
"So what, would you rather I have grown up there, and you could have grown up with my parents. I can't change the past, or let us switch places, it's not possible!" Paige interrupted.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? The Charmed Ones arguing?" Everyone in the room just stared at the demon that had just shimmered into the room.
"No!" Paige yelled back, "she's not a Charmed One!"
"Either way, I'm still going to kill all of you, and get your powers!" The demon was over six feet tall, with piercing blue eyes and short dark hair. He instantly shot a power blast towards phoebe and Piper. Piper was able to dodge it, but Phoebe levitated over it and then came back down.
"Why didn't you freeze it?" Phoebe asks as she ran over to Piper.
"Too tired." Piper yelled back as she ran for the Book of Shadows. The Book was only two or three steps away, but when a Demon was in the room it seemed more like a hundred miles. She never even saw the blast heading towards her.
"Piper, no!" Phoebe yelled out.