I look at myself in the mirror. My hairs in a messy bun and my
clothes are arranged on my body haphazardly. The clothes had once been
Cole's and I can still smell his scent in the fabric; soothing, calm. It
helps to calm my nerves as I reach for the bottle I hid in the medicine
cabinet.
After searching for hours I had found a potion in the Book of Shadows that was meant to poison a demon. So once everyone was gone and Piper, Leo and Paige had retreated to their bedrooms I got to making it. Thankfully it didn't smell and no one became suspicious of anything.
Now the green liquid sat in the small bottle. I looked at it intently for a few minutes, thinking. Was I really ready to do this? I knew I was, regardless of what my heart was saying.
Taking a deep breath and swallowing down the lump in my throat I uncorked the bottle. Holding it inches from my mouth I was ready to drink it.
'To my lost life.' I said out loud to myself and then I poured the liquid into my mouth.
Its bitter taste floated in my mouth and I felt the urge to throw it right back up, however I didn't. I let it slide down my mouth and run throughout my intestines. It felt as if the evil within me were being vanquished and I began to feel free. Then suddenly the feeling stopped. No longer was the bubbly sensation there, the bitterness was gone and I was left with nothing.
It hadn't done its job. And thinking back I should have figured that, being that the Seer had fed me poison back when I was the Queen of the Underworld and it had failed to do much to me either. Thinking quickly I began to make up another plan of action.
I scanned the bathroom and my eyes landed on Leo's razor. I already knew how to remove the blade, but was I ready to watch myself bleed to death? Before my eyes flashed an image of Melinda and I knew this had to be done. The evil ran through my blood and the only way to get rid of the evil was to get rid of the blood that carried it within me.
Picking up Leo's razor I fumbled to get the blade out. It was this new high tech crap and I couldn't figure out how to do it. Giving up I threw the razor across the bathroom floor, smashing it to pieces when it hit the wall. Unfortunately the blade didn't pop out though, leaving me helpless again.
I stood in front of the mirror, crying. Looking up I was met face to face with myself. This was the face of a killer. One who killed without compassion. I hated myself. I was the ultimate evil and deserved to die. This was the punishment I was to get for having done what I did. My life had been horrible. Always filled with problems and death. Everyone I ever loved died and it was all because of me.
The anger that ran through me was almost as powerful as the evil that was already there. Its wrath burned inside my soul. I couldn't even stand the sight of myself any longer, I was worthless.
Before I knew it my fist came in contact with the mirror sending the glass throughout the bathroom and my hand. The blood trickled down my knuckles, releasing the evil. I guess I was going to be able to cut myself after all. Sitting down on the floor I began to fumble through the glass in search of the sharpest piece. Upon finding it I bring it near my cheek, just to test it out. Almost instantly I can feel the cold liquid that is my blood.
I run my finger along the new cut, I feel the blood smearing on my face. Taking my finger from my cheek I bring it to my lips, tasting it. It's bitter yet sweet. I know it means death, yet somehow it's like a rebirth. I want to quicken the process so I again bring the glass towards my skin, this time it cuts my stomach, the one that had once held my son. I remember everything about him and die to re-experience all that is him again.
For the final time I bring the glass towards my body, this time cutting my wrist, the left one. The hand that is meant to hold the key to your heart, upon a finger on that hand is to lay the symbol of an everlasting love with someone. For me that someone had been Cole. Missing him greatly I know that in only a few more moments I will once again fall into his loving embrace.
Lying down on the floor, among the glass, I feel the remaining pieces cutting into my back. Slowly my eyes begin to close as my head fills with clouds. I hear someone approaching, their footsteps being magnified a thousand times. I sense their presence around me, their hand upon my undamaged wrist. Silence, as they try to find my pulse. Then I disappear..... * * *
Seconds later I open my eyes expecting to see the pearly white gates, instead I see nothing. Darkness fills my presence, enabling me to even see the hand before my face.
All around me there's a dark presence, one that is felt but not heard nor seen. I reach my invisible hands out in an attempt to touch it, but I'm unsuccessful. I feel alone and helpless. I scream out to anyone, hoping someone is listening.
In response all I get is silence, the same silence I heard before I left. Had I left? I replay the events that had occurred not too long ago. I remember blood and then silence. I thought I had died, but was I really alive? Could I be in a hospital, in an unconscious realm?
Suddenly, I feel warmth. The once cold darkness that filled my presence is replaced. I see Prue, Cole, Ben, Melinda, Grams and my mother dancing around in heaven. They all look so happy. As if on cue however Melinda stops. She turns to face me, her delicate brown eyes brimming with tears. She begins to walk towards me, extending her hand. I reach for it, but my hand goes right through hers, as if I were invisible. Letting out a sigh she comes closer to me, almost as if she were going to whisper in my ear.
Then the image begins to drift away, like a distant dream you long to hang onto. I call for her, to no avail. And as the image leaves my sight I feel a gentle breeze pass by my ear and I hear her.
Softly she says:
Death is the ultimate evil.
A/N: Hey, this was the last chapter! Thank you all for reviewing, especially CFan2005 who let everyone know that my story was good and deserved being read! Please check out my other stories! I'm going to try to finish up Silent Worries, Killer Tears and then maybe I'll restart Rebels, since a lot of you seem to be reviewing for that story. Anyway, thank you everyone!!! I loved this story and hope that you all enjoyed it as much as I did!!!!!!!
After searching for hours I had found a potion in the Book of Shadows that was meant to poison a demon. So once everyone was gone and Piper, Leo and Paige had retreated to their bedrooms I got to making it. Thankfully it didn't smell and no one became suspicious of anything.
Now the green liquid sat in the small bottle. I looked at it intently for a few minutes, thinking. Was I really ready to do this? I knew I was, regardless of what my heart was saying.
Taking a deep breath and swallowing down the lump in my throat I uncorked the bottle. Holding it inches from my mouth I was ready to drink it.
'To my lost life.' I said out loud to myself and then I poured the liquid into my mouth.
Its bitter taste floated in my mouth and I felt the urge to throw it right back up, however I didn't. I let it slide down my mouth and run throughout my intestines. It felt as if the evil within me were being vanquished and I began to feel free. Then suddenly the feeling stopped. No longer was the bubbly sensation there, the bitterness was gone and I was left with nothing.
It hadn't done its job. And thinking back I should have figured that, being that the Seer had fed me poison back when I was the Queen of the Underworld and it had failed to do much to me either. Thinking quickly I began to make up another plan of action.
I scanned the bathroom and my eyes landed on Leo's razor. I already knew how to remove the blade, but was I ready to watch myself bleed to death? Before my eyes flashed an image of Melinda and I knew this had to be done. The evil ran through my blood and the only way to get rid of the evil was to get rid of the blood that carried it within me.
Picking up Leo's razor I fumbled to get the blade out. It was this new high tech crap and I couldn't figure out how to do it. Giving up I threw the razor across the bathroom floor, smashing it to pieces when it hit the wall. Unfortunately the blade didn't pop out though, leaving me helpless again.
I stood in front of the mirror, crying. Looking up I was met face to face with myself. This was the face of a killer. One who killed without compassion. I hated myself. I was the ultimate evil and deserved to die. This was the punishment I was to get for having done what I did. My life had been horrible. Always filled with problems and death. Everyone I ever loved died and it was all because of me.
The anger that ran through me was almost as powerful as the evil that was already there. Its wrath burned inside my soul. I couldn't even stand the sight of myself any longer, I was worthless.
Before I knew it my fist came in contact with the mirror sending the glass throughout the bathroom and my hand. The blood trickled down my knuckles, releasing the evil. I guess I was going to be able to cut myself after all. Sitting down on the floor I began to fumble through the glass in search of the sharpest piece. Upon finding it I bring it near my cheek, just to test it out. Almost instantly I can feel the cold liquid that is my blood.
I run my finger along the new cut, I feel the blood smearing on my face. Taking my finger from my cheek I bring it to my lips, tasting it. It's bitter yet sweet. I know it means death, yet somehow it's like a rebirth. I want to quicken the process so I again bring the glass towards my skin, this time it cuts my stomach, the one that had once held my son. I remember everything about him and die to re-experience all that is him again.
For the final time I bring the glass towards my body, this time cutting my wrist, the left one. The hand that is meant to hold the key to your heart, upon a finger on that hand is to lay the symbol of an everlasting love with someone. For me that someone had been Cole. Missing him greatly I know that in only a few more moments I will once again fall into his loving embrace.
Lying down on the floor, among the glass, I feel the remaining pieces cutting into my back. Slowly my eyes begin to close as my head fills with clouds. I hear someone approaching, their footsteps being magnified a thousand times. I sense their presence around me, their hand upon my undamaged wrist. Silence, as they try to find my pulse. Then I disappear..... * * *
Seconds later I open my eyes expecting to see the pearly white gates, instead I see nothing. Darkness fills my presence, enabling me to even see the hand before my face.
All around me there's a dark presence, one that is felt but not heard nor seen. I reach my invisible hands out in an attempt to touch it, but I'm unsuccessful. I feel alone and helpless. I scream out to anyone, hoping someone is listening.
In response all I get is silence, the same silence I heard before I left. Had I left? I replay the events that had occurred not too long ago. I remember blood and then silence. I thought I had died, but was I really alive? Could I be in a hospital, in an unconscious realm?
Suddenly, I feel warmth. The once cold darkness that filled my presence is replaced. I see Prue, Cole, Ben, Melinda, Grams and my mother dancing around in heaven. They all look so happy. As if on cue however Melinda stops. She turns to face me, her delicate brown eyes brimming with tears. She begins to walk towards me, extending her hand. I reach for it, but my hand goes right through hers, as if I were invisible. Letting out a sigh she comes closer to me, almost as if she were going to whisper in my ear.
Then the image begins to drift away, like a distant dream you long to hang onto. I call for her, to no avail. And as the image leaves my sight I feel a gentle breeze pass by my ear and I hear her.
Softly she says:
Death is the ultimate evil.
A/N: Hey, this was the last chapter! Thank you all for reviewing, especially CFan2005 who let everyone know that my story was good and deserved being read! Please check out my other stories! I'm going to try to finish up Silent Worries, Killer Tears and then maybe I'll restart Rebels, since a lot of you seem to be reviewing for that story. Anyway, thank you everyone!!! I loved this story and hope that you all enjoyed it as much as I did!!!!!!!