Part 1 – A Day in September
Hello everyone. Yes, I'm back again after a long break from fanfiction. I started college this year, and I've had no time for my writing! But for the past few months I've been dying to write some Charmed fanfiction. In every fan fic I write I try to focus on a different character or aspect of the Charmed Ones' lives, so I had a rough time thinking up a story line for this new fic. Then, it hit me. I haven't done a fic revolving around the girls when they were young, yet I love to read stories like that. So, here it goes. I may be a little rusty since I haven't written in a while, but please enjoy!
Disclaimer (for entire story): I don't own Charmed or any of the characters involved.
Summary: After a demonic attack Piper is left alone to figure out who she really is and what she has to do to get her life back together.
When I was 12 my life changed forever. It all happened on one plain and ordinary Friday night in September. One minute I was laughing along with my big sister Prue at something our little sister Phoebe had said the second before. Grams was in the kitchen putting away groceries and we were discussing which movie we were planning on watching that night. The next minute, chaos surrounded me. There were large men everywhere…no, not men…things. They held fire in their hands and had hideous faces. I remember screaming as Prue pulled Phoebe and me to the ground to avoid the fire. Tears welled up in my eyes as one gave an angry yell and threw fire at the one who had attacked us. We tried to crawl away, but three of them started coming towards us. Then we saw them flying. I turned to see Grams at the door. She looked scared…but angry as well. I noticed she was holding small bottles in her hands. Prue pulled at my arm, and I turned to see her and Phoebe making their way towards Grams. Prue looked scared, but determined to get us to safety. Phoebe had tears falling down her cheeks and was struggling along holding her side. She had been grazed by the fire. I followed as more flames began flying and I heard a few of the creatures yell. I turned just in time to see one of them burst into flames as it's own fire flew back at it. The next thing I knew someone had grabbed my ankle. I screamed and looked back to see one of the creatures.
"Prue! Grams!" I yelled, kicking to get free as the monster started pulling me back. A second later Prue had thrown herself at it, breaking me free as the creature fell backward. I looked back to see it put both arms around Prue and…I blinked as they disappeared…"Prue…?...Prue!..." The chaos around me slowed as I looked for my sister. She was gone…Phoebe was also no where in sight. Adrenaline running through me, I continued to crawl towards my Grandmother. She was throwing small bottles at the remaining creatures, and I watched as they disappeared in flames when the bottles hit. What was going on!
"Piper! Get out!" I heard her yell as I turned to see one monster remaining.
"Grams! Watch out!" I yelled, but the creature had already thrown out its hands and a lightning bolt of energy raced towards my Grandmother as I yelled. I watched in horror as it hit her in the stomach and she immediately and silently fell to the floor. Horrorstruck, I quickly stumbled to her side while the creature laughed. She blinked a few times before sadly smiling at me and reaching into her pocket. I cried over her as she put something into my hand and then went still. I looked down to see a silver pendant with a yellow stone on a long silver chain in my small hand. When I looked back at my grandmother, her eyes starred blankly up at me in a look of terror. I starred back at her with disbelief and confusion. Then, I saw one unbroken bottle grasped by her now slightly cold hand. I quickly reached for it as the monster approached.
"Give up little witch!" I heard it say as it reached its arms out towards me. With no time to think, I popped the cork of the bottle open and through its contents into the creature's eyes. I watched as it screamed and burst into flames just inches from my face.
The house was quiet.
"G…Grams…?" I whispered, but her glassy blank eyes still starred up at me. "Grams…?" I said again as tears started to fall down my cheeks and my trembling hands shook her shoulders…her lifeless body. "No…no…" I shook my head as I stood up and looked around the room. The table was overturned and a few lamps and picture frames lay broken on the ground. "Prue…Phoebe!" I yelled. There was no response. Shaking, I made my way to the phone and dialed 911. "H-Hello?" I said into the phone. "We've…we've been attacked…" I said shakily. After giving the lady on the other end my address, I slowly hung up and then made my way back into the living room. Grams was still lying there, her eyes open and her body stiff. Shakily, I made my way over to the couch and sat down on its edge. I didn't know what had just happened…it didn't seem real…what were those…things? My thoughts slowly returned to my missing sisters and my…dea-…Grams. I rocked myself gently back and forth as I stared at her and silently willed her to move. Nothing. Then, looking down at the pendant I had been given, I started to cry. Unclasping it, I pulled it up and put it around my neck.
I don't know how long I waited, but when the paramedics and the police arrived I was still rocking gently back and forth on the couch. I watched as they bent down over my grandmother, and seconds later reached forward to shut her eyes. They then covered her with a white sheet as the police called for more help and started their investigation. All of this time, I watched with disbelief and willed myself to wake up from my nightmare. I didn't wake up.
"Sweetie?" Startled, I looked up to see a woman officer standing in front of me. "Are you the one who called for help?" I mutely nodded to her and then turned again to stare at the white lump consisting of my Grandmother's…body…My eyes widened at this acknowledgement and I quickly looked down. "Lets get the girl out of here," I heard the woman say as a few other officers approached.
"We need to question her," another said. "She's the only witness. I already sent out a few officers to question the neighbors."
"Okay, okay," I heard the woman say as she kneeled down in front of me. "Honey…what's your name?" she asked, and I looked at her silently for a moment before answering.
"Piper…Piper Halliwell," I quietly whispered, and she nodded. "Why don't you come with me Piper?" she said, and I allowed her to take my hand and lead me out of the family room and into the conservatory. We walked past various cops taking finger prints and looking for evidence, a few firefighters who had shown up, and the paramedics. Then, as we sat down I heard an officer shout over to the paramedics.
"We're done here, take Ms. Halliwell in for examination." Startled, I looked up and then rushed into the other room.
"No!" I yelled, running over and throwing myself at my Grandmother. "NOOOOOOO! You can't take her!" I yelled, clinging to Grams with all of the strength that I had. Unfortunately, that wasn't very much. The female officer that had spoken to me before gently pulled me away from Grams and turned me around to face her.
"Piper, look at me," she whispered, and I did so through my tears as I clung with one of my hands to Grams'. "I know this isn't easy, but your Grandmother is…no longer with us. You know that, right?" I looked at her through my tears for a moment before nodding. "Let these people do their job so that we can catch those who did this." I stared at her for a moment before looking back at Grams as I cried. Very slowly, I let her hand slip from mine and the woman pulled me gently from the room again. "By the way, my name's Katie," she said as she sat me down on a chair and gave me a glass of water. I slowly took a sip before putting the glass down and wiping my eyes with the tissue she provided. "Piper, we need to know what happened. I know it's hard, but do you think you could tell us?" A few seconds later I nodded my head and Katie smiled gently at me.
In five minutes time a young officer with a tape recorder and a pad of paper sat down next to me. The officer who had ordered them to take away Grams was standing behind him, and Katie was sitting in front of me. I heard another officer ask about taking me to the station for questioning, but Katie mumbled something about me being more comfortable here. I didn't really bother to listen too carefully. My world was crashing down around me, and it was all I could do to just keep breathing.
"Piper?" I looked up at the sound of my name to see Katie staring at me. "Can you start at the beginning and tell us what happened?" I looked at her for a moment as panic swept through me and thoughts started racing through my head. What would my story sound like to them? Crazy…that's what it would sound like. "Piper?" Shaking my head slightly, I again focused on Katie and opened my mouth to speak.
"We came downstairs…"
"Who are 'we'," she then asked.
"Oh…My older sister Prue and my younger sister Phoebe. G…Grams was in the kitchen putting groceries away." Katie then nodded as another officer started writing. "We had just walked in when a group of things-…I mean, men…a group of men appeared…"
"How many? And, could you describe them for us?"
"Um…there were about 8 or 10…They were tall…with dark hair…and they had markings on their faces…they were all very ugly…"
"A gang?" I heard one of the officers whisper to the officer in charge.
"Do you remember anything else Piper?" Katie asked. "Anything else about their appearances? Anything more specific? Maybe you could draw the markings?" Frowning slightly, I shook my head 'no' as tears came to my eyes.
"I…I don't remember…It happened so fast…there was fire and light…and the…the men were trying to grab us…Prue…Prue threw herself at one because he had my ankle…and when I looked up, she was gone…Phoebe was gone too…and…and Grams was…she was…" I started crying as I thought of my Grandmother and Katie put her hand on my shoulder.
"It's ok sweetie, you're going to be okay," she whispered before standing up and dragging the other officers to the side. "I don't think she can tell us much more," I heard her whisper to them as I wiped my eyes. "It doesn't seem like she saw much…and we really should get her checked out." The next thing I knew Katie was taking me over to the paramedics. I sat as they looked me over and asked if I was hurt. I shook my head 'no' and waited as a man wrapped me in a blanket and set me on a chair. There was noise all around me, but I just pulled my knees up to my chin and closed my eyes. Nearby I could hear a young man speaking with Katie.
"Hey, Kate, I was on the phone with the station. The girl has no living relatives…except for her father…but he disappeared long ago. Abandoned all three before the death of their mother. Poor girl…she has no one left." I squinted my eyes open at this comment to see Katie talking with a younger officer. A fireman was also standing nearby. I stared at him, but quickly looked down when I saw him look over at me. What was I going to do? I had no one…Oh God, I wish Prue was here…or Phoebe…why had they been taken, and not me? Again I felt the tears coming as I brushed my long straight brown hair out of my face and looked up. A man was standing in front of me – it was the firefighter.
"Hey there," he said gently, bending down in front of me so that he was at eye level. "Piper…how would you like to come and stay with me and my family?" I starred at the man for a moment before Katie walked up.
"Piper, Mike here has offered to let you stay with him for a while, until everything is settled. The paperwork is going through right now. Would you like to stay with him, or is there someone else you want us to call? A neighbor or a friend?" I slowly shook my head and then looked at Mike.
"Yeah…thank you," I whispered, and smiled.
"Come on," Katie said, helping me up. "Let's get some of your stuff together." I lead her upstairs and into my room that I had shared with my little sister for as long as I could remember. The thought of Phoebe was almost more than I could stand, but I forced myself to think that the police would find her…Prue and Phoebe would be found. Katie broke me from my thoughts when she turned on the light, and I quickly pulled out a small bag and began shoving clothes into it. When I had finished packing I pulled out my backpack with my school books and threw my journal and some more books into it. After finishing with my packing Katie took me back downstairs and walked me over to Mike. "You're going to be just fine Piper," she said to me before patting her hand on my shoulder. I looked down at my feet as she walked over to the remaining officers. The house looked like a crime scene. There was fingerprint dust and yellow tape everywhere. Besides Katie, Mike, and two or three other policemen, no one else was left.
"What…what about my house?" I asked, looking up at Mike.
"Don't worry, the police will lock the door before they leave. You have a key, right?" I nodded as Mike grabbed my bag and headed for the door. "You'll be back," he assured me as I gave my home one last look before following him out the door. The fire engine had left almost as soon as it had gotten here, so Mike had a taxi waiting outside. It was only 9 o'clock, but it seemed much later. Sighing to myself, I quietly entered the taxi and shut the door as Mike gave the driver directions to the fire station. Once there, he led me over to his car and we were off. I tried not to think about what had just happened to me, but the realization that my life would never be the same was too much for me. I let my tears fall silently as I placed my forehead on the cool window of the car and closed my eyes. I guess I drifted off to sleep, because the next thing I knew the car had stopped and Mike was shaking me gently. I slowly lifted my head as he turned off the ignition and grabbed my bag. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed my backpack and got out. A small and comfortable looking house stood in front of me. The outside lights shone brightly as we walked towards the front door and past a purple bike that lay in the front yard. I followed Mike into the house, through the front door, and into the kitchen. When we entered I saw a woman sitting at the table starring at a book. When she saw us she quickly stood up and came rushing over to give Mike a hug. Then, she leaned back and looked down at me.
"Hello Piper," she said softly, giving me a smile. "Mike called me earlier. I'm Jamie, his wife."
"Nice to meet you," I whispered softly. "Thank you for letting me stay here." She looked taken aback by my comment, but just smiled as she grabbed my bag from Mike and waved me into the hallway.
"Come on, let's let you get settled in," she told me as she led me up the stairs. Once at the top she entered the second room on the right and I followed her. It was a small guest room, but it was nice. The walls were blue with a yellow trim and a window faced the front of the house. There was also a small bed, a dresser, desk, small closet, and a night stand. Jamie put my bag down on the end of the bed as she reached over to turn on the lamp. "This will do quite nicely, don't you think?" she asked me gently, and I nodded. "Okay, well, the bathroom is across the hall and our daughter's room is right next door. If you need anything Piper, our room is down the right hall as you come up the stairs." I nodded again and looked at this woman through the long wisps of brown hair that had fallen into my face.
"Th-Thank you," I managed to say as I put down my backpack and walked over to the bed.
"Piper…" I looked over at this woman, who was doing everything she could to help me, and I saw her sadness. It was sadness and pity for me. "Piper, everything is going to be just fine. Alright?" she put her hands up onto my shoulders as she said this, and I nodded mutely again. After one last smile, she patted me on the shoulder and headed for the door. "Get some sleep," she then said as she closed the door and I was alone. Taking a deep breath, I unzipped my bag and pulled out my pajamas. After changing into them, I folded up my clothes and put them back into the bag, which I set on a chair in the corner. I kept the silver pendant around my neck and grasped it with my hand. Then, I reached over to turn off the light and climbed into bed. I didn't know what was going to happen to me, but I was afraid. Here I was, in a strange house with another family…I guess I was safe. I mean, the police must trust this guy, or they wouldn't have sent me home with him. But…what was going to keep those strange beings from coming after me again? Still, it's not like I had anywhere else to go. My father was invisible...since before Mom…and I had no family…not even any close friends I could stay with. Prue had been my closest friend…but now…Tears fell down my face for the millionth time that night, and I didn't have the energy to wipe them away. Grams was dead…just like Mom. Prue and Phoebe were gone…just like Dad. And I was left here…alone. After sobbing into the pillow for a long time, I finally drifted off into a restless sleep.
To Be Continued…