When She Was Evil
Summary: Prue is brought back to life - by evil. But to live as a being of good again, she must serve The Source for one year. Can she take the pressure and return to her sisters? Or will her will to be good crumble to pieces?
Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed.
A/N: I ask you to imagine The Source as when we first met him in the season 3 finale. I don't want him in his casual wear. And no face seeing either... he's really not scary when he doesn't look about six feet tall and big 'n demony. And forget he had those stupid wings as well. :p
Takes place a few months (maybe like 3 or so) after the season 3 finale. None of the recent Cole events have happened yet.
The rating is going to change because later on there's a whole mess of violence. The chapters also get longer.
The door to the mausoleum opened slowly. The door creaked, but the two that entered didn't care. They crept slowly to the spot where the body was.
"In the wall." One grunted. "Humans think up some sick things. Go on, get her."
"Me? I'm not getting her. You get her." The second answered and pushed the first.
"You're a five hundred year old demon!"
"So're you!"
"Look, I don't touch witches." The first said.
"You're older than me, and you've killed more witches than me, so it seems only reasonable that you would get her." The second argued.
"It would *seem* reasonable." The first said. "But, actually, since you are less experienced, you need the experience."
"No, no, Khas, I insist." The second said and pushed the first closer. "The Source will be mighty grateful."
"Oh no, Jeruk." Khas, the first, said. "I insist."
"Oh, but I couldn't possibly accept." Jeruk, the second, said. "You must do it."
They both received a smack on the back of the heads. They turned, rubbing their heads, and saw another demon that was much larger than them.
"Mahk?" They both asked at the same time.
"The Source is waiting!" Mahk growled. "What is taking so long?"
"We...don't want to touch her." Khas said meekly.
"She's dead!" Mahk roared.
"We know, but...she's Charmed." Jeruk said.
"No, she's dead." Mahk said more calmly. "She cannot vanquish you, you brainless muttons."
Mahk walked over to Prue's marker and thought to himself, 'Putting the dead in walls...humans are sick.' Then he punched a whole right through the middle. He grabbed an edge of the casket and ripped it out.
Jeruk and Khas stood, stunned. They'd definitely never done this before. They both looked away as Mahk opened the casket.
"She does no harm." Mahk told them, then a small orb appeared in his hand. "Entrentye."
Khas and Jeruk heard a whirling sound, then decided to try their luck. They looked over and saw Mahk holding a glowing orb. He tucked it inside his clothing and looked at the two other demons.
"You have failed The Source." He said, then formed an energyball, which took out them both.
Mahk looked at the mess he had made, then shimmered to the Underworld.
Summary: Prue is brought back to life - by evil. But to live as a being of good again, she must serve The Source for one year. Can she take the pressure and return to her sisters? Or will her will to be good crumble to pieces?
Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed.
A/N: I ask you to imagine The Source as when we first met him in the season 3 finale. I don't want him in his casual wear. And no face seeing either... he's really not scary when he doesn't look about six feet tall and big 'n demony. And forget he had those stupid wings as well. :p
Takes place a few months (maybe like 3 or so) after the season 3 finale. None of the recent Cole events have happened yet.
The rating is going to change because later on there's a whole mess of violence. The chapters also get longer.
The door to the mausoleum opened slowly. The door creaked, but the two that entered didn't care. They crept slowly to the spot where the body was.
"In the wall." One grunted. "Humans think up some sick things. Go on, get her."
"Me? I'm not getting her. You get her." The second answered and pushed the first.
"You're a five hundred year old demon!"
"So're you!"
"Look, I don't touch witches." The first said.
"You're older than me, and you've killed more witches than me, so it seems only reasonable that you would get her." The second argued.
"It would *seem* reasonable." The first said. "But, actually, since you are less experienced, you need the experience."
"No, no, Khas, I insist." The second said and pushed the first closer. "The Source will be mighty grateful."
"Oh no, Jeruk." Khas, the first, said. "I insist."
"Oh, but I couldn't possibly accept." Jeruk, the second, said. "You must do it."
They both received a smack on the back of the heads. They turned, rubbing their heads, and saw another demon that was much larger than them.
"Mahk?" They both asked at the same time.
"The Source is waiting!" Mahk growled. "What is taking so long?"
"We...don't want to touch her." Khas said meekly.
"She's dead!" Mahk roared.
"We know, but...she's Charmed." Jeruk said.
"No, she's dead." Mahk said more calmly. "She cannot vanquish you, you brainless muttons."
Mahk walked over to Prue's marker and thought to himself, 'Putting the dead in walls...humans are sick.' Then he punched a whole right through the middle. He grabbed an edge of the casket and ripped it out.
Jeruk and Khas stood, stunned. They'd definitely never done this before. They both looked away as Mahk opened the casket.
"She does no harm." Mahk told them, then a small orb appeared in his hand. "Entrentye."
Khas and Jeruk heard a whirling sound, then decided to try their luck. They looked over and saw Mahk holding a glowing orb. He tucked it inside his clothing and looked at the two other demons.
"You have failed The Source." He said, then formed an energyball, which took out them both.
Mahk looked at the mess he had made, then shimmered to the Underworld.