CHARMED

(okay, maybe I can pull my character back in for this somehow . . .)

Deke

Deke twisted over, something was wrong in the world. The balance was turning, something was tipping the scale.

His mother and father had unforetunately died because they had no other's of their kind supporting them. However, Deke had managed to survive in the limbo vortex he had created for them; he had survived by himself for a long time before this, so why was it any differet?

Slowly, but surely he was going to fade away. His eyes opnened, "There's an omnious presence on earth . . ."

He sat up and looked around his limbo, it was just black nothingness and he was floating in the middle of it. His parents bodies had dissintergrated years ago, but how time moved in this limbo was beyond him. He was sure it had been about 3 years. Because he knew he was now older, taller and stronger. . . Maybe even strong enough to break the limbo.

Evil was stirring on earth and he knew, as his job of being the only mediator between good and evil, that he had to do something to keep the balance.

Deke stood up in the blackness, closing his eyes closed - concentrated, his inner demon and whitelighter spoke up, You, know we're just going to wreak more havoc on the world?

Deke winced at his inner demon, SHUT UP!

His inner whitelighter spoke up, Come on Deke, I know you can do it, even if that THING doesn't!

Deke nodded and pulled all his strength from both sides; good and evil. Slowly the vortex of blackness diaapated and he was left at a house.

The house he had been attracted to, what he thought was 3 years ago, but obviously was not. Though he had physically aged three years, nothing had changed. Excep the feeling of weight change in the balance.

A smile upon his face he walked up to the door and knocked expecting to be thrown out like last time.

yeah i read it but im still lost. i don't know what to do. ive lost track of this for a long time. any ways ill just go ahead and [post something.

Piper:

Piper sighed. "Yeah, most likely we'll need the power of six." She looked at Pippa, searching for an answer.

"Where's Phoebe?" I asked.

"Here I am!" Phoebe called, walking in the door.

"Okay. Let's get started then." I said.

Pippa

There was a knock at the door, interrupting the decision to get started. Pippa's lower lip trembled and she thought she might cry: if there's one more interruption, I really will. I'm sorry mama, I'm trying...

Billie reluctantly left the room to answer the door.

"Whatever you're selling we don't want it," Billie said firmly but apparently the visitor wasn't selling anything because not much later, Billie was leading him into the room. He had dazzling white-blond hair that was in an absurd contrast to his tanned skin and ruby eyes.

"Says his name's Deke and that he can help us," Billie said skeptically with a frown. All the witches were on full alert now, their suspicions high.

"Who are you?" Prue demanded.

"I'm a half whitelighter," the man explained and he orbed - faster than Pippa had seen any whitelighter orb - across to the sofa to prove it.

"You should ask before giving demonstrations. I could have blown you up," Piper said.

"And we can't trust you on that alone," Prue added.

"I'm going to start making potion," Pippa decided, trying to push back the tears. "And then I'm going to save my mum with or without your help." She stormed out of the room and through the door. Locating the kitchen didn't take long and she started opening and slamming cupboards, searching for things.

Crude Lorodum :

Oh he loved the underworld... The agony of other! he whistled and jigged to the portal that took to the real world. He didn't like teleporting. It some how took made him granky. He stepped through the portal. He was in ordinary clothes. He started watching for victims.

Billie

She turned up her nose to the guy on the couch as he orbed. She wasn't comfortable with this situation, and she knew the sisters wouldn't be either.

Billie watched Pippa leave in a huff into the kitchen and listened to her racket coming shortly after.

"You've got to be kidding me." Piper threw her hands up in a bit of helplessness and followed Pippa into the kitchen in hopes of possibly saving it from total destruction.

Billie narrowed her eyes in the direction of the noise as she spoke, "What kind of name is "pippa" anyway? like...longstocking?"

Phoebe raised a brow, "yea, because Billie is so much more common."

Billie turned to stare at Phoebe for a moment before shrugging, "Touche`."

Phoebe clasped her hands together in a take-charge sort of manner and made her way towards the stairs, "Okay, I'm going to go check in the..." she glanced to the random guy on the couch and then back to Billie with a cryptic eye, "...upstairs for something. Keep an eye out?"

Billie glanced to the clock and then to the window. The sun was gone, and complete darkness was beginning to settle over the bay area. She had to get to the park or all would be lost. She turned to Phoebe, "Uh, well I'd love to but I really kind of have to go."

Phoebe turned around on the bottom step and raised an accusing brow in Billie's direction, "Go...where? What could possibly be more important right now?"

Billie had no formulated excuse--something she forgot to prepare for. She thought fast, and unfortunately it came out rather lame to say the least, "Date, really hot guy." She shot Phoebe a tempestuous smile and grabbed her jacket and purse off the table, "But I promise I'll be back as soon as I can." She headed for the door in a move only to be described as a walk/run. She knew her excuse sucked and Phoebe would see through it, but she hoped to make it to the door before she figured it out.

Deke


Deke was sitting on the couch, his demon side was talking to him, What they forgot you alreay?

Deke grimaced and his whitelighter side said, You've aged, I hardly recognise who you are!

Deke mentally rolled his eyes and focused on something else. One of the women were leaving; so he orbed in front of her.

"Where are you going?" he asked

She faltered, her reply was hesitant.

Billie

She raised a brow as Deke orbed in front of her. She took a step back and clutched her purse with one hand, putting the other on a hip. She narrowed her eyes in his direction.

"K. See, I don't trust you. And right now I don't particularly like you, either. I would not push my luck if I were you."

She shot a bit of telekinisis his direction and moved him away from the doorhandle, quickly grabbing it herself. She opened the door just a tad and turned to face him just behind the door.

"Really. I wouldn't."

A small, devious smile on her face. Something about him was wrong and she knew it. But, she had her own demon to kill right now so it would have to wait.

Hmm, did Tim say. "Really. I wouldn't." or did Billie? *is confused*

Deke

Deke looked at her, "The balance is distraught and I wouldn't go alone if I were you. Evil is weighing down the scales and you are going to die if your try to act by yourself."

SHe looked at him from the door, "What?"

He shrugged even though it should have been physically impossible while Billie held him in her telekinesis, "Evil and Good scales are tipping and not to your favour I would imagine. Judging by the fact that I am here."

She looked at him, she had her own demon to kill and he wouldn't stop her. She opened the door more and was about to slide out when Deke wrenched himself from her telekinesis and violently gestured a hand at the door and one at her.

Her body slid forward and the door slammed shut then locked. He smiled, "Fighting your own fight will get you killed and then the scales of balance would tip even more towards the dark."

He swept his hand over to the chair and her body followed, then he gently lowered her on the sofa, "Now, take a seat."

He let his hand go and sat down on a opposing chair, "3 years in Limbo was enough for me to get use to my powers. Do not take my training lightly."

He began, "So, who are you after and why?"

[.....is his name deke or tim?]

Billie

She shook her head and scoffed a bit, glaring towards Deke.

Her head turned in Phoebe's direction, "Can't we just kill him? Because that was demonic powers."

Phoebe chuckled quietly and quickly, allowing herself a laugh at Billie's personality but keeping her focus on the word 'demon', "We'll see."

Billie turned back to Deke and stood up, placing her purse back on her shoulder, "For your information, if I don't go he will come here. If he comes here, people get hurt. Comprendo? So don't stand in my way."

She headed back for the door and turned to face him in the doorway, "Oh, and incase I forgot to tell you, I really don't like you."

Piper:

Piper sighed. "I'm going to help Pippa. Phoebe, you stay here and make sure Billie doesn't rip this guys apart."

She started towards the kitchen only to be blocked by Deke.

"Move."

"I said no ones leaving."

She took a deep breath. "This is my house, and I said move before I blow you up. I don't care if your half-whatever, MOVE!" She roared.

"Okay, Okay woman!" He said, backing up.

A lamp exploded by the door.

"See what you made me do?" She stormed into the kitchen to help Pippa, muttering.

Uh, just to clear things up, Deke wouldn't have stood in your way if you were going to the kitchen, he would've stood in your way if you were going outside, but you weren't. Deke had no reason to stand in front of Piper, so he wouldn't have. He doesn't do things without reason.

Deke


Deke looked at the lamp, he waved his hand at it and it went back together, "Balance is what I am here for."

He sat back down on the sofa and waited, wondering if they would remember him . . . at all.

*cries* So short.

*sorry, i couldn't think of anything else. oh well, it said and done.*

Sorry if my thing before sounded kind of snappy, but I take all my characters to heart and when someone controls them and makes them do stuff they usualy wouldn't, well I get a little bit *grrr*

Deke

Deke sat down adn he yelled into the kitchen, his demon adn whitlighter half's ahd got the better of him, "Don't you remember me?"

A person yelled back, "No."

Deke smiled, "Say a boy about 15 running through your front door and you kicking him out ringing any bells?"

Someone walked out of the kitchen a perplexed look on her face, "Wait a sec . . how do you know that?"


*EEK! These get shorter and shorter everytime I post!*

Ok. Where am I?

Pippa

The ingredients seemed to fly off the shelf of their own accord, tumbling into the pot in alarming combinations but Phillipa was too wrought with grief to care.

"Hey!" Piper snapped, grabbing the girl's arm and taking the black poppy seed from her. "Stop that." Pippa blinked, finding tears in her eyes and she trembled.

"Sorry," she mumbled. "Please help." Piper scruitinised her a moment and then nodded, walking around to the other side of the pot.

"What's in so far?" Piper asked.

"I don't know but it's strong," Pippa said.

"Okay, you bottle that one and we'll keep it as reserve while I mix another up," Piper decided. Pippa reluctantly agreed and started to ladle the concoction out, fastening two of the four potions at her belt. I could go now and take these four potions and maybe I could... Pippa shook the thought away. She'd come here for a reason and she needed the sisters. Maybe that half whitelighter too.

"Make it strong," Pippa said. "My last one didn't touch them." Piper nodded and carried on.

"Why don't you tell me more about who you are and what that pendant is?" Piper asked. "That would help us."

Pippa hesitated. "I'm a witch... the pendant's been passed down our line to every oldest daughter. Mama only has me and I only have her. We're the last and if they get the pendant..."