CHARMED

Piper:

"Are you ok?" Leo asked as he walked into the waiting room.

"Yeah, i'm just scared for the little gir.....Where's Wyatt? She asked, looking around.

"He's with Phoebe at the house. Why?"

"I don't know, I'm just getting a bad feeling about this whole situation." Piper jumped at the sound of her cell phone ringing.

"Hello? Phoebe? Yeah, what's wrong?.....What!....What happened? Is he alright?...What do you mean he's gone?....Oh god...I'm on my way." Piper snapped her phone shut and looked at Leo.

"Leo Wyatt's missing. Phoebe said she went down stairs to get his bottle and when she came back up, he was gone. Oh god Leo, what are we gonna do?"

"First we're gonna call the police and tell them what happened, then we're gonna get you checked out. Don't worry, he's probably somewhere in the house." Leo gathered her in a hug.

"Forget getting me checked out Leo! I'm more worried about my son right now than me." She yelled.

"Ok. Let's go home then."

Piper mumbled something under her breath as she grabbed her keys and stalked out of the room.

"Piper....." Leo called after her as her followed her out the door.

Billie jumped a bit as orbs danced before her for a few seconds, disappearing as Wyatt's small figure appeared in their place.

"Hey little guy, are you hidding from your Aunt Phoebe again?"

He giggled and turned his eyes away bashfully. Billie closed the book and swung her legs down to the ground. She stood and quickly slid the book back into its respective place on the podium mildly.

Just then she heard a voice "you have to help me" it said. She swung around quickly to see a young girl who appeared to have at one point recently been in some kind of fight. Billie gathered Wyatt up in her arms quickly and backed up with a brow raised.

"Who are you?" without giving the girl time to answer she yelled down the stairs for Phoebe, but got no reply. She tucked a piece of blonde hair behind an ear as the doorbell rang. She rolled her eyes....seriously?

"Phoebe!" Still no reply, Billie wondered if she had already gone to get the door.

She questioned the girl before her with an accusing stare while Wyatt played with a toy in her arms.

Philippa

"Who are you?" Pippa tried to calm her throbbing heart; there wasn't time for panic.

"Philippa Dawson," she answered. "Please help me. My mother's trying to hold the demons off but she's hurt and they'll come for the pendant and..." Pippa's voice faded to a strangled cry and her eyes went wide as she lost her concentration and the astral projection faded.

Pippa felt herself drawn back to her body, crouching behind the dumpster in the alley and opened her eyes to see the stout, brick wall. She could feel the demon's breath hot against her neck and the long, clawed fingers about her throat tightened their pressure, dragging her ear closer to his mouth.

"Was you meditating, little girl? Your powers can't save you now." Pippa struggled to break free, trying to fight against the demon's superior strength.

"Let go!" Pippa ordered. The demon paid her no heed, his hand slipping down to the base of her neck where the pendant hung, cold against her breast. He closed his fingers around it but then pulled his hand away, snarling in pain. Pippa took the opportunity to slip from his grasp. He's not in charge, can't be. Doesn't even know he can't touch it until I'm dead, Pippa thought as she ran. So there's someone else, they might be watching. Oh mama, I hope you're alright, please be alright.

Billie raised a brow as the girl just vanished. She recognized the projection disappearance, however, and she was familiar with it herself. She waited for a few seconds to see if the girl would return, but was interrupted when the doorbell rang yet again.

She squinted her eyes a little, wondering why on earth Phoebe was not answering the door. But, without a choice she promptly made her way down the stairway, Wyatt still on her hip. She glanced into the sunroom beside the foyer to see Chris fast asleep in his playpen. A brow raised. But, it would soon followed by Phoebe frantically flowing into the sunroom and glancing to Billie and Wyatt.

"What? How? ...thank god."

Billie began to connect the dots, chuckling at Wyatt, "He joined me in the attic a few minutes ago. Speaking of which, we've got problems."

The doorbell rang again, "Other than this." Billie added.

"Okay, you get that and I'll go call Piper and let her know her son is just a crafty orber." and with that Phoebe disappeared into the kitchen again.

Billie adjusted Wyatt on her hip and swung the frontdoor open to a businessman.

"Can I help you?"

ohhh, can i jion? i use to love Charmed ^^

Name: Deke
Age: 15
Race: Whitelighter/Demon
Appearance: WHITE blonde hair, RED DARK BROWn eyes, tan/gold skin
Personality: IS kind, knows whats right and wrong, but when something is wrong, knows he must do soemthing about it, but sometimes he just can't becuas eof his inner termoil, has very bad mood swings.
History: Father was demon, he raped a Whitelighter, and as she was not going to get an abortion, Deke was born. Immediately put into a human orphange, Deke was abandoned.
Weapons or powers: Can do evil stuff, like throw fireballs and can do good stuff like (is it teleport?) you know like Leo can go from place to place. But his one is very limited, yet faster.

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Deke ran inside the house. The business man infront of him look at him as if he was rude, but Deke growled at him. There was a woman inside the house holding a baby on her hip.

Deke didn't know why but he was physically drawn to this place for some reason. He smiled at her dazed expresion and ran into a nearby living room.

Deke froze something was wrong, and his inner demon was silently clapping its hands as if it knew how wrong this something was. his whitelighter side was running about wildly inside his body. He growled to himself, "Both of you HAVE TO CO-EXIST! You've been doing it for 15 years why can't you just leave well enough alone?"

Some one walked into him.

It's 'orbing' and welcome to the team =)

vintana:

"yes, i am looking for phoebe Hallowell, is she home?" he said reaching into his jacket and producing a badge. in the other hand was a small package.

>>could we possibly stick to one drama at a time? that would be wondrous. I can't have Billie deal with a random witch showing up, a random kid flying in, and a demon at the door asking for a character who isn't being played all while dealing with Wyatt and Chris here yo....need to stick to one thing.<<


Billie

Billie raised a brow to the guy at the door and shook her head, "No she isn't. But I'll tell her you stopped by. Thanks!" And with that Billie closed the door hoping it would satisfy him and he would go away. She was about over the cops these days.

She turned to the kid and wondered why she had shut the door in the first place, was totally going to defer her process of kicking him out.

"Uh hi. Yea, you, crazy kid. I don't know who you are but I don't have time for it right now so...come back later." She pulled the door open a bit and took Deke by one arm, pulling him towards it and pushing him through it to the cop outside. They looked at each other funny and Billie couldn't help but laugh a little bit as she shut and locked the door.

She glanced in Wyatt in her arms, "Geeze kid. The whole world is going nuts!" He smiled to her and orbed a stuffed bear to himself happily.

** sorry I am trying to intro the char i wanna play Prue **
Vinata shimmed back to the underworld where the demon of dreams was waiting.

"I am sorry, but the sisters would open the door for me." Vinata said.

"you didn't try hard enough..." the demon hissed, and the a blue flame eruped from his hand and shot and killed Vinata.

"I guess if i want something done i will have to do it myself!" he shifted and now his apperance is that of wyat when he is older, he has seen it in Pipper's dreams many nights.

he shimmered back to the surface.

Then play Prue, Games end. Is that not the character you chose anyway? I don't mean to be rude but trying to keep track of all these extras is so difficult. Just play Prue. In fact, if you give me a moment, I'll write her back to life for you =D

Philippa

Pippa resisted the urge to run home, tears slipping across her face as her feet pounded across the pavement in the other direction. If someone else is behind this, they will be at your house, with your mother and if you go there, they'll not need her to find you. Be strong, I have to be strong.

She ran further and further, as far as she could, until she felt her chest ready to explode and then she stopped and looked behind her, in front of her, above her, to the right, to the left; everywhere. The street was empty. Relieved, Pippa made her way over to the corner and there, she raised a hand to touch the pendant.

'If there was ever an emergency, it's now,' Pippa thought. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the amulet before speaking clearly:

"Bring me a witch who's pure of blood, bring me a witch who's strong and good. Across time or distance, fetch her here to help me when great danger's near." Pippa opened her eyes slowly to find a beautiful, dark haired, dark eyed woman before her. A beautiful, confused witch.

"Did you bring me here?" Prue Halliwell asked.

"Yes," Pippa answered. "Protect me, please." With that, she closed her eyes again and sought out the witch she had spoken to earlier, desiring as much help as she could gather.

"You again?" the blond girl asked. "Still in trouble?"

"Yes," Pippa answered simply.

Billie


She looked around a bit confused. How could the girl be in trouble?

"...there is no one here." Of course, besides the other woman but she did not appear to be viciously attacking anyone or anything nor a threat. Billie switched Wyatt to her other hip, suddenly very happy to have a small orbing power attacked to her to get them back to the manor when needed.

"What kind of trouble are you in, exactly?" Billie raised a brow and glanced from Pippa over to the black haired woman. She looked her up and down trying to get a feel for her character and whether or not she could be a threat.

But, as the woman turned to face Billie it suddenly clicked in her head. She had seen her in pictures around the manor, but she was rarely talked about anymore and was definitely not expected for Christmas dinner.

"You are....but, you're dead...?" Billie held onto Wyatt a bit tighter, suddenly feeling protective--not sure if it was actually Prue or if it was a shapeshifter.

Prue turned to her and raised a brow, "That's what I thought. ...do I know you?" She wasn't really sure about what was going on either, but that seemed like an appropriate first question.

Billie shook her head no but wasn't really sure what to say next.

(oh, yeah orbing, right! Thanks)

Deke

Deke looked at the cop confused, the cop looked right back with the same expression. Deke sighed, "Wanna get some coffee and a donut?"

The officer loked at him as Deke continued, "I know a Starbucks near here."

The cop smiled and Deke took this as a yes. The demon inside of him was clapping manically, "COFFEE?!?!" and the whitelighter was screaming, "Yeah, definitely a donut!"

**thank you, i wish someone would have taken Phebe **

Prue:

"sorry... yes, well, its nice to meat you but do you know where i can meat my ssisters?" she said seeming very confused....

Philippa

Pippa found herself close to tears as the two witches chatted, seeming to not care at all that there were demons after her and her mother might be dead...

"Yeah, Piper's at work, Paige is out at one of her temp jobs and Phoebe's home with Chris," the blond witch answered. Piper, Phoebe, Paige... the charmed ones? And sister... that made the dark haired woman Prue. Prue Halliwell, back from the dead!

"Can we save introductions for later, please?" Pippa begged, her voice trembling a little. "I really do need your help. There are demons searching for me and they're probably holding my mother captive and..." Pippa took a deep breath but it turned into a sob and finally the two witches gave her their full attention.

"Let's go back to the mansion and call the others. This must be pretty serious if you've been brought back to life," Billie decided.

Billie

She wasn't really sure about this situation. Too much was going on, she felt like it was a distraction possibly. Plus, she knew how much power it took to bring someone back from the dead in non-ghost form. She studied the young girl. No way she could have that much power. The sisters were the most powerful witches alive and it took all three of them. She had a sudden flashback to the demon in the park last night, wondering if they were working together.

Prue looked up to her after the inquisition of the sisters, "...wait, who is what?" Of course, why would she have any idea who people were? She's been dead for several years. Of course she would not know Wyatt or Chris or Paige...or even her. Billie knew that she was Prue, the dead sister. She had picked that up. But...at this point she wasn't exactly sure how to handle this.

But, she did know that the safest place to attempt it was at the manor, where the magic was strongest and the sisters may be there to help. Billie was not used to having to deal with all this herself. She usually was reprimanded for going it alone.

She considered for a moment having Wyatt orb them back, but she decided maybe that was not the best idea.

"Uhh." she didn't really know what she was supposed to say to Prue. It wasn't her department. It wasn't her sister. "I'm Billie. Witch." She held out her hand to shake Prue's, attempting to distract her from the questions of her sisters. She quickly followed up with. "Ok, to the Manor."

They turned and began to walk down the street towards Prescott. Thankfully, they were only a few blocks away.