Prologue

Disclaimer: You know the drill, I don't own Charmed or the characters made by Charmed, only the ones made by me, purely written for the love of Charmed. Okay I'm done talking.

Teaserline: As one destiny dies, another is born.

A/N: This is my fanfic that deals with a certain witch(Prue), and hopefully you'll read nad review.

We are in the Attic, the night is very still with a lamp lightly lighting up the room. The words "Late October 1998" appear on the bottom screen and then fade off.

The silence is interrupted with Prue, Piper and Phoebe running into the Attic and over to the Book of Shadows which sits on the book alter. They had only been witches for four weeks now and they were already getting attacked by a very powerful demon.

"There has to be something in here," Prue said as she flipped through the BOS.

"This demon is too powerful Prue!" Piper exclaimed panicking and out of breath.

"Not as powerful as us," Phoebe told Piper, trying to boost her sister's spirits.

The male demon Hendricks then ran into the Attic. His face was somewhat demented as it was his demonic side showing himself.

"The Charmed Ones are running from me now. Come on, I don't bite… much," Henderson chuckles as his hands glow red.

"Prue how's that spell coming?" Phoebe asked, scared for her life.

Prue was now flipping through the BOS faster and faster trying to find something to kill him.

"You guys really think you can kill me? With a spell? This is why I don't go for girls with no experience… but then again," Hendricks proclaimed, grinning.

"Is he hitting on us?" Piper asked Phoebe and Prue, with a more scared than sarcastic tone.

Prue not being able to find anything looks up at Hendricks and squints her eyes at him sending him back to the wall but still standing.

"Nice parlor trick, bitch," Hendricks growls as he tries to find his footing again, "Now where was I?"

Hendricks then holds out both his hands at Piper and Phoebe, sending waves of red energy at them. They begin screaming in pain as they turn into ashes.

Prue looks at what is happening to her sisters. Frozen in fear and not being able to act fast enough to save her two sisters, they turn into ashes with only their powers left floating in the air.

"Piper? Phoebe?" Prue said quietly in a state of shock. Not being able to take in what has just happened to her sisters.

"Come to me," Hendricks commanded as he held out his hands and the two dead sister's powers came slowly towards him.

A tear rolling down Prue's eye she notices the powers going closer to Hendricks. Prue in a state of fury, squints her eyes sending Hendricks flying out of the room, and you can hear him hitting the wall in the hallway with a thud. The powers now fly towards Prue and swirl around her until they enter her body making her a little faint. She then finds her footing again.

Hendricks runs back into the room. Holding out his glowing hand at Prue and sending a beam at her. Prue holds her hands in front of her face preparing for the worst. She puts her hands down when she notices she froze the beam.

"What? No, this can't be. You're the.. the Charmed One!" Hendricks exclaims in realization of who he is up against, "This isn't over witch," He shouts angrily as he shimmers out.

Prue is now trembling. She begins sobbing as she sees her sisters ashes on the floor. This can't be. They're gone. Even though she's in shock she can't help but keep shaking until she kneels to the ground burying her face into her hands. This can't be real.

A/N: So thanks for reading the prologue. I also really hope you enjoy this series as well. Chapter One will be coming out next Tuesday so please Read & Review if you can, and again thank you for reading it is highly appreciated.