Mirrored By Evil
A Switch Demon turns Prue, Piper and Leo evil. It's up to Phoebe to save them... and a friend from the past...
Chapter One: Prue's Assignment
“I am in so much trouble!” Prue Halliwell mumbled angrily to herself as she poured a cup of coffee. She had only been working at the 415 photo studio as a photojournalist for a few weeks and she was already half an hour late. Prue made a run for the fridge for some milk but it was practically empty besides from some fruit and an aged sandwich that was losing it’s form. “Drat!” she moaned in exasperation. I wish I were one of those witches on T.V that can just zap up a carton of milk, Prue thought irritably. Prue was a witch though and so were her sisters, Piper and Phoebe. Not just any old witches. The Charmed Ones – the most powerful witches of all time. The line started with Melinda Warren, who was burned at the stake in Salem, Massachusetts in 1654. They each had special powers– Prue had telekinesis (moving things with ones mind) and astral projection, Piper had the power to freeze time and erm, well, blow things up and Phoebe had the gift of clairvoyance (visions of the past, present or future) and levitation. Prue glanced at her Rolex watch. It was 10:45! “No time to get milk or a take-a- way latte.” She sighed and took a gulp of coffee and immediately spat it out.
“Prue, have you have of this new, high fangled trend? It’s known as swallowing!” Prue glanced behind to see a grinning Phoebe by the doorway. Still spluttering, Prue poured the coffee down the sink and used her power to move the coffee she spat out into the drain. The floor was still wet.
“Phoebs, put some paper down, I’m late for work!” and with that, Prue ran out of the Halliwell Manor and drove off to work. Phoebe shrugged and took a sip of her own coffee. Her face scrunched up at the awful taste.
“Ew! This coffee is strong enough to wake the dead!”
* * * * * *
Prue bolted through the doors of 415 and ran into the studio. Her boss ran towards her.
“Prue! That’s the second time you’ve been late this week! This isn’t like you. Did you know that if you were working for the New York Times you would be unemployed by now?” Prue’s face went red with embarrassment and she quickly replied,
“I’m sorry Sir. I’ll try to be more serious and less tardy.” Her boss smiled,
“I’m so glad you said that Prue, because 415 Magazine Studio is doing an exposé on ‘auctioneers who have sold an artifact for over $8,000’ for the San Francisco Times! I’d like to assign the photo shoot to you Prue as I was very impressed with your work on the circus project.” Prue’s blue eyes lit up. Her first major assignment!
“Sounds great!” Prue exclaimed, “Where is it?”
“It’s at 2 ‘o’ clock at Bucklands Auction House!” the smile on Prues face vanished. “Something wrong Prue?” Her boss asked.
“Erm… no. I just need to think about it, is all, I’ll call you tonight.” Prue rushed to the phone.
“Bucklands!?!” Piper cried down the phone. Prue said something but the club was so noisy that Piper didn’t hear anything. “Hold on Prue.” Piper rested the phone between her shoulder and ear and froze everyone in her club, P3. It was unbelievably busy in there for midday and she had been there all night with their whitelighter (and Pipers husband) Leo cleaning up. All Piper wanted now was a nice, long nap. “Prudence Halliwell!” Piper commanded, “We need a sisters three meeting. Get your camera crazy butt over to P3 – PRONTO!” Prue agreed, hung up and left for the club.
* * * * * *
Phoebe sat down in her classroom and grinned at this really cute guy behind her. “So, what’s your name?” she smiled. Just then, Phoebe’s mobile rang. She let out a nervous laugh and answered her ‘interrupting’ phone. “Hello, Phoebe Halliwell speaking.” Phoebe smiled apologetically in the cute guy’s direction.
“Phoebs! It’s Piper,” said a voice through the receiver.
“Hey Pipes!” Phoebe laughed. She knew very well how much that nickname annoyed her sister.
“Hey!” Piper snapped, “First of all, NEVER call me that and secondly, get down to P3 now! Don’t ask questions, just get here. Bye.” The line went dead. Phoebe looked around for her teacher and when she was convinced that the coast was clear, she slipped out and headed for P3. Once she got there, Piper explained why Phoebe got dragged out of class and flirting time for a sisterly meeting. Phoebe’s arms smacked to her sides as she spun round to face Prue.
“Prue!” she exclaimed, “Bucklands? I don’t mean to be critical, but are you nuts? I mean, isn’t it going to be a teensy bit weird?” Phoebe held her thumb and index finger half an inch apart and peered at Prue enquiringly. Prue jumped to her defence.
“Hey Phoebe, no need to judge, I haven’t said ‘yes’” Prue shrugged, her tone softened, “I don’t know. On one hand, I can’t do a photo shoot at Bucklands but on the other hand it’s my first huge assignment.” Prue put both hands on her face and ran her fingers through her dark hair. Sighing, she decided reluctantly, “I’m going for the shoot and I’m going to need some support from you guys.”
“Of course!” Piper and Phoebe grinned together and gave Prue a big hug. All three of them giggled.
“Girls, I’m off to confirm my assignment!” Prue replied in a British accent, and left. Phoebe sighed,
“Well, I guess that I should go back to my classes. Ta ta!” Phoebe hugged Piper goodbye. Just then, Pipers time freeze ended. Phoebe accidentally lifted up her arms, flew into the air and crashed to the ground. The club went silent as everyone turned to stare at Phoebe. She quickly stood up and blurted out, “Umm… Oh dear, a bit woozy back there, a sip too many, tripped a bit there, phew! Gotta go!” Phoebe shot out of the club. Gradually, the customers at P3 soon went back to talking and dancing. Piper smiled and shook her head in dismay.
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Commemoration of Cole: Making Peace With Ben
The first in my Cole tribute series- this one is mainly about his father. This fic contains major spoilers if you have not seen past the episode 'Coyote Piper' (when Piper is possessed by the life essence Terra).
Phoebe Halliwell wandered back and forth across her bedroom, it looked so empty. Yes, Cole hadn't been living there since they were newly weds- then they had moved into the penthouse, but since Cole had died, the place just felt so lonely.
This time, Cole was definitely gone for good. When he used his newly found powers to change reality so he could be with Phoebe, he became Belthazor once again, and Piper, Paige and herself were able to vanquish him, now that he was no longer indestructible. She was finally free of him, after all this time; when the bounty hunters that attacked constantly when he was Belthazor, what she went through when Cole became the Source and she became his queen, and of course the pain of accepting Cole's vanquish as the Source.
Phoebe was finally getting her life back together and came so close to divorcing Cole, and then he used his new demonic powers to return to Earth from the demonic afterlife. She suffered so much during Cole's twisted attempts to get her back; Bacarra, the mummifying, the kidnapping, and the switching of reality... and now he's finally gone.
She had so many reasons to hate him, to be glad that he was no more, but she couldn't help but miss him. Cole may have done many awful things, but he did a lot of good in the last 3 years. If it weren't for him, Piper would have died during her vigilante stage (when all she wanted to do was chase dangerous demons regardless of the consequences); Phoebe may have not been able to reach Paige before Shax attacked her for the first time; they may not have found out that Paige was another Charmed One, and when the power broker attacked, Paige would have died if Cole hadn't jumped in with a solution even when Paige almost killed him. Cole helped Phoebe through the grief of losing Prue.
Phoebe swallowed. This was dangerous ground she was treading on. The last thing she needed now was a heart full of sorrow over a demon. She collapsed on her bed and looked to her right. The first thing that caught her eye was a picture of her and Cole that Prue had taken of them at P3 before they discovered that he was the demon they had been hunting. Against her own freewill, she stretched out her arm and picked up the photo to look at it.
She was overcome with dizziness- the kind she had before she was hit by a premonition...
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The Cole Chronicles: The Trial
The second in my Cole tribute series- this one is the sequel to the last chapter of 'Making Peace with Ben'. Cole is being put on trial because he vanquished his mother. Enjoy this one... although it is incomplete.
Part 1
[Scene: woodland. Belthazor has just turned back into Cole. He gets up and walks over to ashes- the remains of his mother.]
Cole: Why? Why did you do this? (Whether this is to Elizabeth or to himself, none of us know. He falls to his knees and cries. After a while, he looks up) Damn it. DAMN IT! (His voice echoes in the air. A few birds retreat from nearby trees. A gust of wind circles Cole. He turns into Belthazor)
Belthazor: No! (The wind pulls him away).
[Scene: The underworld. The Triad have gathered around a pit, along with Sgáth. Belthazor appears in the pit. He turns back into Cole]
Triad #1: Belthazor.
Triad #3: You know why you have been summoned before us?
Cole: I do. Dakan is dead.
Sgáth: (accusatory tone) You vanquished your own mother.
Triad #2: To kill a demon of great power like Dakan... you must possess a great amount of power yourself. Despite being half human.
Sgáth: Of course. He is Dakan's child. (Triad #1 gives him a warning look)
Triad #2: You are a commodity to evil.
Triad #3: Be that as it may, what you did was inexcusable. To kill a demon of such strength, such potential, and a great destiny- you have greatly unbalanced good and evil.
Triad #1: Such a crime is punishable by death. Especially since you were fuelled by your weaker half- your human side.
Cole: How can you judge me so suddenly? What convicts me so suddenly?
Sgáth: What? You-
Triad #3: (Puts his hand up- silencing Sgáth) We are very powerful demons, Belthazor. More powerful than you can possibly imagine.
(Triad #1 waves his hand and opens up a bith dearc. Five spirits fly out and form a pool like mirror in the air. The events form inside: Cole doing a tath meanma on Elizabeth; him shouting and turning into Belthazor and killing her.)
Triad #2: (To the spirits) As you came, so depart (the spirits disappear back into the bith dearc, which closes).
Triad #1: You were saying?
Cole: (worried, but tries to mask it in his voice) What happens to me now?
Triad #2: We must meet with the Source. Let him decide what your sentence will be.
Triad #3: (conjures a demonic guard) Guard, take Belthazor to the Traitor's Chamber. Keep him there until further notice.
(The guard takes Cole's arm and leads him away)
[Fade Out]
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Prue's Passing
This fic tells the story of Prue's death
Leo orbed into the Underworld, his heart filled with more pain than he could possibly
imagined existed. Piper, his wife, his soul mate was dead. The moment he saw Prue's
face in the hospital, he feared the worst- that the Source had been telling the truth- and it
was justified when he saw Piper lying motionless on the hospital bed. Her shirt had been
opened, and blood had been gushing out of her stomach. Being a medic in WW2, he
knew that she had been shot in such a place that she would not have survived it, no matter
how much medicine had been involved.
'If I had just warned Phoebe and Cole, and orbed back up there, she would still be alive.'
Leo thought. Still alive. Piper was dead. Tears began to roll down his cheeks again, and
Leo knew that they would never stop.
Phoebe saw the blue lights from the corner of her eye, and she and Cole turned to face
Leo. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face showed various levels of grief and pain. The
kind of pain someone would feel if their other half was dead.
"Piper." Phoebe said, her voice already starting to choke with tears. Leo's eyes were
starting to fill with tears again, and Phoebe hugged him, hoping to soothe both of their
pain. Piper was dead, and Prue was probably grieving more than Phoebe was, probably
with the SWAT team just outside. What if she lost Prue too? The pain was unbearable.
She'd rather be evil than have one of her sister's dead. Leo broke their embrace,
"You don't have to do this."
"Yes, I do." Came Phoebe's reply. She looked at Cole, who had doubt and concern all
over his face.
Although he hadn't known Piper for as long as Phoebe and Leo had, he still felt a lot of
pain. Given that he didn't always get along with her, if it hadn't been for Piper, Phoebe
would not have given him another chance. The idea of Piper being dead was
unfathomable to him, let alone how awful Phoebe must be feeling. As soon as Leo had
left to check on Prue and Piper, Phoebe had fallen to the floor and broken into tears. She
cried as he held her, she grieved for both of her sisters. When she finally began to breathe
evenly again, she had told Cole that she will cross over in order to save her sisters. Cole's
heart stopped beating. He couldn't let his love do this- being evil was the most awful
thing ever and, once you know how it feels to be good, you could never bring yourself to
hurt an innocent. But he knew firsthand how family is more important than evil and,
despite all of his protesting, Phoebe would never back down. Although he knew this
meant that evil would not intervene in their relationship again, he also knew that the
Power of Three would be destroyed, and he would never be able to set his father's soul
free. Phoebe walked over to him,
"So, will resetting time affect us down here?"
"No."
"Good." Phoebe took a deep breath, still trying to digest the situation, "I only have one
condition. You must warn Prue and Piper before the demonic hit man attacks. Otherwise,
they're dead anyway."
"Phoebe..."
"Cole. I have to do this. I'm not going to let Piper stay dead, nor am I going to leave Prue
to handle the media by herself. Go."
Cole opened his mouth to say something but, resigned, turned and headed to the Source's
chamber.
"Leo, as soon as time has reset, you have to orb to the Manor. I doubt the Source will
warn them."
"I know," Leo replied, calming down a little, "But I'm more worried about you."
"Don't worry, Leo. Cole will get me out of here."
"What if he can't?"
"He will. Don't worry."
Cole walked into the Source's chamber. Even though Cole was about to tell the Source
that Phoebe's agreed, he had no intention of letting her stay here- even if it meant being
killed himself.
"Well?" The Source boomed. Cole came down to his knees.
"She's agreed. But she wants her sisters to be warned before Shax attacks them."
"Agreed." The Source stated. Cole stood up and bowed. He looked at the guard and
walked out to join his love. He saw the guard walk over the Source, so he ducked behind
a rock and stayed within earshot.
"Once I have reset time, detain him. And then kill his witch. That way, I won't have to
worry about Belthazor anymore. Or the Charmed Ones."
Cole ran away as he sensed the guard standing up. He knew the Source wouldn't let
Phoebe go free. He had to get her out of there. Now.
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