Post by StoryGirl83 on May 17, 2008 0:43:20 GMT -4
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TITLE: Stolen Souls
AUTHOR: StoryGirl83
TYPE: Series (Charmed: Heritage)
RATING: T
LEAD CHARACTERS: Wyatt and Chris (with appearances by Piper and Leo in story and Paige in a flashback)
ORIGINAL CHARACTERS: Steve Kessler (unnamed warlock), Trae Crennor, Julia Knepp, David Vandemark, Helen Hensley, Rose Laughlin, Jody Powell, Brian Heitzman, Hannah Merrill, Hank Mitchell, Dr. Ethan Franks, and Seth Silbermann
SHORT SUMMARY: Mon, Jan 4, 2027 – Chris goes to work at Centanial, which is not anything like he ever imagined himself working at. Wyatt goes to the hospital where he volunteers. While there he rescues a little girl from a soul thief. The brothers must figure out how to stop the soul thief and restore her victums. Leo finds out that the boys are demon fighting.
Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or any characters that can be found on Charmed. Two characters mentioned within this story are on Charmed, but do not have a personality given them. I don't own them, but I do own my interpretation of them. All other characters are mine.
In the underground, dimly lit by torches, a small group of demons and warlocks had gathered. They were lead by one warlock. He was dressed in blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a black, leather jacket. In the back of the group a beautiful young woman called Trae listened intently to his words.
“Two days ago a darklighter friend of mine realized that demonic powers worked, again. This is a two edged sword. Out powers work, but so do the powers of witches. My friend decided to take a chance by going up against the sons of one of the Charmed Ones.”
Boos and groans came from his audience as he continued on. “He went up against them and he lost. Before he left he asked me to avenge him if he lost. I will need your help. We have lost any advantage surprise might have given us, so we must think smart. These Charmed sons cannot continue to be a nuisance. Who is with me?”
Cheers came from the audience this time. The demonic woman in the back smiled and shimmered away.
Far from the underworld, or as far as San Francisco can get, Chris Halliwell was sitting on a couch in the apartment he shared with his older brother, Wyatt. He was fingering a power stealing athemé gained from the very attack the warlock was speaking about. Wyatt was sitting in an armchair looking at a bookshelf on the other side of the room. It was almost empty. There were books scattered through out the room. Blue-white orbs enveloped a book and it disappeared. It reappeared in his outstretched hand. Chris looked up. Wyatt blinked and the book orbed to an end table next to the couch Chris was on.
Wyatt looked at the athemé in Chris’ hands. “Why did you keep that thing?”
“I’m not sure. Memories I guess. You should have seen Aunt Phoebe. She used one of these and to get it out of her Aunt Paige had to stab her.”
There are ways to get someone’s undevided attention. That was one of them. “What?!”
Chris shrugged. “She was being pretty obnoxious and Dad healed her afterward.”
Wyatt continued to stare at him. “That’s not the point. Why did she use it in the first place?”
Chris was silent. There were so many things he wasn’t yet prepared to tell Wyatt.
“Chris, what are you hiding?”
Chris sighed. “They threatened you. Mom and her sisters wanted to make sure that they got the point to leave you alone.”
Wyatt was silent, now, thinking about what his brother just said.
“You asked,” Chris offered.
“Why did they tell you? That’s pretty stupid. They had to know you would come after them if they told you they wanted to hurt me.”
This time Chris smiled. “They didn’t. They announced it on Witch Wars. At the time we knew about the show and we were watching trying to figure out what to do to stop them.”
Wyatt orbed another book of the bookshelf. It landed in Chris’ lap. “Are you ready for work?”
Chris looked down at the book. It appeared to be just a random book. “This will be different.”
“I guess that’s a no. Do you want me to orb you there, so you know where it is?”
Chris looked at the clock which said 7:40. “What time am I expected?”
“Eight.”
“Just directions. I’ll drive.”
Wyatt orbed a set of keys off the top of the bookshelf. They reappeared inches above Chris’ hands. Chris caught them as they fell.
“Here are your keys.”
Chris looked at him, eyebrows raised. “Did you hide them?”
Wyatt stood, stretching his long legs. “You don’t remember so don’t worry about it.”
“What?” Chris asked, clearly annoyed that his brother was doing exactly what Chris did, hiding something. “Why did you hide my keys?”
Wyatt shrugged. “It’s just something we did. Last week you hid the remote. The week before that I hid all the pens in the apartment . . . well, all the pens I could find.”
Chris held out his keys and smiled as he stood. “How about directions?”
Wyatt orbed a pen and paper from another room. He scribbled something down on the paper and then orbed the paper to Chris. “The address for Centennial. Have fun.”
Chris glanced down at the paper and then back up at Wyatt, “What will you do?”
“I’ll be at the hospital,” Wyatt told him offhandedly. “I volunteer there and I need to be there by eight also.”
Chris stood and pocketed his keys. The paper was still in his hand. “I’ll see you tonight.”
Wyatt orbed back the paper out of Chris’ hands. He wrote something else on there and orbed the paper back into his brother’s outstretched hands. “Here’s the number of the hospital. In case something comes up.”
Chris folded the paper and pocketed it before Wyatt could take it out, again. He walked toward the door and turned around. “Bye, Wy. I’ll be fine.” Chris walked out the door.
TITLE: Stolen Souls
AUTHOR: StoryGirl83
TYPE: Series (Charmed: Heritage)
RATING: T
LEAD CHARACTERS: Wyatt and Chris (with appearances by Piper and Leo in story and Paige in a flashback)
ORIGINAL CHARACTERS: Steve Kessler (unnamed warlock), Trae Crennor, Julia Knepp, David Vandemark, Helen Hensley, Rose Laughlin, Jody Powell, Brian Heitzman, Hannah Merrill, Hank Mitchell, Dr. Ethan Franks, and Seth Silbermann
SHORT SUMMARY: Mon, Jan 4, 2027 – Chris goes to work at Centanial, which is not anything like he ever imagined himself working at. Wyatt goes to the hospital where he volunteers. While there he rescues a little girl from a soul thief. The brothers must figure out how to stop the soul thief and restore her victums. Leo finds out that the boys are demon fighting.
Charmed: Heritage
Episode 1X02 - Stolen Souls
Episode 1X02 - Stolen Souls
Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or any characters that can be found on Charmed. Two characters mentioned within this story are on Charmed, but do not have a personality given them. I don't own them, but I do own my interpretation of them. All other characters are mine.
Chapter One - Underworld Plots and Forgotten Jobs
In the underground, dimly lit by torches, a small group of demons and warlocks had gathered. They were lead by one warlock. He was dressed in blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a black, leather jacket. In the back of the group a beautiful young woman called Trae listened intently to his words.
“Two days ago a darklighter friend of mine realized that demonic powers worked, again. This is a two edged sword. Out powers work, but so do the powers of witches. My friend decided to take a chance by going up against the sons of one of the Charmed Ones.”
Boos and groans came from his audience as he continued on. “He went up against them and he lost. Before he left he asked me to avenge him if he lost. I will need your help. We have lost any advantage surprise might have given us, so we must think smart. These Charmed sons cannot continue to be a nuisance. Who is with me?”
Cheers came from the audience this time. The demonic woman in the back smiled and shimmered away.
Far from the underworld, or as far as San Francisco can get, Chris Halliwell was sitting on a couch in the apartment he shared with his older brother, Wyatt. He was fingering a power stealing athemé gained from the very attack the warlock was speaking about. Wyatt was sitting in an armchair looking at a bookshelf on the other side of the room. It was almost empty. There were books scattered through out the room. Blue-white orbs enveloped a book and it disappeared. It reappeared in his outstretched hand. Chris looked up. Wyatt blinked and the book orbed to an end table next to the couch Chris was on.
Wyatt looked at the athemé in Chris’ hands. “Why did you keep that thing?”
“I’m not sure. Memories I guess. You should have seen Aunt Phoebe. She used one of these and to get it out of her Aunt Paige had to stab her.”
There are ways to get someone’s undevided attention. That was one of them. “What?!”
Chris shrugged. “She was being pretty obnoxious and Dad healed her afterward.”
Wyatt continued to stare at him. “That’s not the point. Why did she use it in the first place?”
Chris was silent. There were so many things he wasn’t yet prepared to tell Wyatt.
“Chris, what are you hiding?”
Chris sighed. “They threatened you. Mom and her sisters wanted to make sure that they got the point to leave you alone.”
Wyatt was silent, now, thinking about what his brother just said.
“You asked,” Chris offered.
“Why did they tell you? That’s pretty stupid. They had to know you would come after them if they told you they wanted to hurt me.”
This time Chris smiled. “They didn’t. They announced it on Witch Wars. At the time we knew about the show and we were watching trying to figure out what to do to stop them.”
Wyatt orbed another book of the bookshelf. It landed in Chris’ lap. “Are you ready for work?”
Chris looked down at the book. It appeared to be just a random book. “This will be different.”
“I guess that’s a no. Do you want me to orb you there, so you know where it is?”
Chris looked at the clock which said 7:40. “What time am I expected?”
“Eight.”
“Just directions. I’ll drive.”
Wyatt orbed a set of keys off the top of the bookshelf. They reappeared inches above Chris’ hands. Chris caught them as they fell.
“Here are your keys.”
Chris looked at him, eyebrows raised. “Did you hide them?”
Wyatt stood, stretching his long legs. “You don’t remember so don’t worry about it.”
“What?” Chris asked, clearly annoyed that his brother was doing exactly what Chris did, hiding something. “Why did you hide my keys?”
Wyatt shrugged. “It’s just something we did. Last week you hid the remote. The week before that I hid all the pens in the apartment . . . well, all the pens I could find.”
Chris held out his keys and smiled as he stood. “How about directions?”
Wyatt orbed a pen and paper from another room. He scribbled something down on the paper and then orbed the paper to Chris. “The address for Centennial. Have fun.”
Chris glanced down at the paper and then back up at Wyatt, “What will you do?”
“I’ll be at the hospital,” Wyatt told him offhandedly. “I volunteer there and I need to be there by eight also.”
Chris stood and pocketed his keys. The paper was still in his hand. “I’ll see you tonight.”
Wyatt orbed back the paper out of Chris’ hands. He wrote something else on there and orbed the paper back into his brother’s outstretched hands. “Here’s the number of the hospital. In case something comes up.”
Chris folded the paper and pocketed it before Wyatt could take it out, again. He walked toward the door and turned around. “Bye, Wy. I’ll be fine.” Chris walked out the door.