As I saw the glowing sign from across the street I let out a sigh of relief. Finally I thought to myself. I looked around in the dark alley before quietly muttering a cloaking spell "In this darkened night, keep me cloaked and out of sight" I quickly felt the slight breeze whip around me as it hid me from the rest of the world and I stepped out of my hiding place and walked across the street, moving not to the crowd infront of the door but to the alley located behind P3. I could here the music blaring even from outside and wondered idily if it was like this every night. Moving quickly I went to the back door. Here goes nothing. I waved my hand in front of myself and lifted away the cloking spell, then I pressed my hand to the knob and said "let the powers of my ancestores soar, and help me to unlock this door!" I heard a feint click and i twisted the knob, the door opening up successfully. I smirked to myself before going in and closing the door behind me.
The music was louder once I walked into the room. A mirror lay propped up against the wall and I glanced at it quickly, my dark brown hair a tangled mess. I sighed and shook my head, looking down at the all black, skin tight fighters clothes that I wore. Yeah thisll get them to trust you. I thought sarcasticaly. I looked around, seeing the blue, postered covered walls. i noticed a door at the other end of the room and walked to it, my heart pounding faster with every step.
What was I doing? They are never going to trust me...not with who i am...with what i am...I opened the door and stepped into the crowd, my internal monologue shutting off immediately. I searched the crowd, my vision scanning over the different faces that I saw. I pushed my way into the crowd and walked towards the bar, searching still. The music blared and the light on the dance floor flashed, making things difficult to see. When I finally reached it my eyes ranged out once more and finally landed on the people I was looking for.
The Charmed Ones.
I walked forward towards Piper, Phoebe and Paige Halliwell. My eyes never leaving their faces. My heart was pounding a mile a minute and my steps towards them felt slow and sluggish. They were sitting on bar stools; sipping their drinks and talking amongst eachother. Leo Wyatt their whitelighter and Pipers husband stood behind them talking to Cole, Phoebes husband. I watched as Cole left suddenly, Leo following him.
What if he saw me!? What if he recognizes me!? The paniced thoughts raced through my mind and I almost stopped. Almost. Just get it over with. Dont be afraid. I finally reached them and tapped Piper on the shoulder. She turned around to look at me "Can I help you?" She asked.
Alright. Lets set this plan in motion. I didnt say anything. I let my eyes go completely black and then spoke "Come with me" The alarm and readiness on her face was imminent and I turned quickly, walking back towards the room in which I had come.
I heard the three of them start to follow me and I let my eyes clear up so that others wouldnt see what I truly was. As I opened the door to the room I was assaulted by blue sparkling lights. Damn their whitelighter for orbing in! I lashed out knocking him to the side before turning back towards the Charmed Ones. Phoebe had her fists raised and Piped her hands at the ready. I scanned them over, my temper starting to cool as I rationalized what was going to happen.
Slowly, I put my hands up in the universal sign of peace. "Wait" I started. "Who the hell are you!?" Piper asked. "No, what the hell are you?" Paige sneered. I squinted my eyes in annoyance "Let me explain" They watched me skeptically, and I took a breath before speaking.
"My name is Leah, and I am not here to harm you-"
"then why did you harm our whitelighter?" Phoebe asked. I sighed "Purely defensive. I needed to explain to you who I am and why I am here"
YOU ARE READING
The Almighty Child: A Charmed Fanfiction
FanfictionLeah Peters life is controlled by magic. She is what both the side of good and evil would call an abomination. Her mothers life was spent in hiding, and her fathers was one of fame; fame that was earned by killing. Leah is a hybrid. Something the ma...