Hello good sirs and madam's! For new readers, welcome! For old readers, welcome back! After a few months, I was finally able to write this prologue!

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Prologue: Meeting of a lifetime!

"Hey! Get back here!"

A young man shouts after another man. The young man in question is 5ft 8inches tall with an average build, with striking blonde hair that goes down to his chin, and had split bangs, just above his eyes so they didn't cover them. He appeared to be around early to mid-twenties. His eyes were forest green, and were sharply on the man that he was chasing.

Rain poured down from the sky, thundering. Dark clouds were above his head as he chased after an unknown man. He didn't know who the man was, or what he wanted…besides stealing from him of course.

The man that the blonde was chasing stole from him, and used what appeared to be some magic ability that hurt his shoulder. He wasn't sure what it was, but he was bleeding from his shoulder now, and he wasn't the type to run away.

Through alleyways, he chased after the other man, cloaked in a large raincoat, which the blonde wished to have right now. He was soaked to the bone right now, his clothes being just a normal shirt that was sleeveless and a pair of jeans.

"Hey! I said stop!"

The blonde roared again and stuck out his hand…but nothing happened.

Nothing came from his hand and he was annoyed.

"It worked before…so why isn't that weird magical power thing coming out now…why don't they come out now…?"

He was confused…

He tried his best to summon power again and again, but it didn't work.

There was nothing that came out, and he was slowly losing this man in the darkened alleyway.

The rain clouded his vision and the darkness of the night was making it even worse. It was something terrible for the pair of them, more so the blonde than the man that was before him, honestly.

"Get lost!"

The other man shouted and put his hand backwards. From the hand, an unnatural wind came from the hand and blasted towards the blonde. Seeing it coming, the blonde manoeuvred out of the way and jumped to the side.

Since they were in an alleyway, his body hit the wall there and because of the wound he received from the man before being where he hit the wall, pain surged through his body, and felt like he was going to collapse.

It stung, it didn't help the rain was beating down on him, the raindrops continuously hitting the wound again and again. It was too much for the blonde, who felt like passing out, the wound being deep…

But he didn't stop.

He got up from the floor and continued running after the man, but he disappeared out of the alleyway.

"Shit." He cursed as another man came from the side, wielding what appeared to be a ball of electricity. "Ugh, I don't have time for a Demon!"

"Well, make time!"

The Demon roared and fired off an energy ball. The blonde ducked the energy ball and lunged forward while rising his leg into the air. Using what combat skills he knew, he slammed his foot upwards into the chin of the Demon, and sent him backwards.

The Demon recoiled with a cry, steadying himself on his feet, and summoned another energy ball.

"Ooh come on idiot!"

He complained and spun around. He built up speed, and stuck out his foot, nailing his foot into the stomach of the Demon just as it got in the throwing position. From the force of the foot, the Demon fell back when the foot made contact, and landed on his back, the energy ball flying up in the air.

"Gaaaah!"

The Demon cried out as the ball fell down on him, killing him, his body bursting into flames at the contact of the energy ball.

Sighing in relief, the blonde was about to go forward again when two more men appeared, Demons at that.

"Ooh come on!"

He yelled as the pair of them summoned two energy balls to their hands. The one on the right smirked as he launched the energy ball at him, so the blonde jumped left and avoided it, barely. But the second one was thrown and was about to hit him, when the blonde noticed something on the ground, a metal pipe.

With quick thinking, the blonde picked up the pipe and swung it as hard as he could outwards. The result of that was connecting it with the energy ball, and by chance, luck, he didn't know, he bounced back like a baseball, and nailed the Demon in the chest, killing it, thankfully to the blonde haired man.

"You bastard! You killed my friend!"

The Demon made his anger known on his face, and fury set within his cold eyes, the blonde wishing this day didn't happen.

"In self-defense!"

The blonde roared back, avoiding another energy ball that was thrown at him, not having time to swing the pipe he had in his hands. His body flew left, and fell to the ground, the Demon running closer with the energy ball in his hand.

"Time to die!"

The Demon readied himself to fire the energy ball downwards, but the blonde didn't like that…no, he didn't accept it, and swept under his legs with his own. The Demon fell to the ground with a heavy bang, where the blonde got to his knees, and hovered over the downed Demon.

"No, your time is to die."

With some cold words, the blonde plunged the pipe through the Demons chest. Fire gathered at the entry wound which soon spread across his body and he exploded into fire, killing the Demon instantly, the blonde relieved that he was able to kill the Demon's, even if he wasn't able to summon his powers for some reason.

But he didn't have much time, and got to his feet, the pipe falling out of his hand and ran forward towards the exit of the alleyway, where the mugger had ran before.

He ran out of the alleyway, and looked left and right, but couldn't see the man.

"Where did he go? Left or right…" He weighed up his options, trying to see if there was any indication of where the man went. "Hmmmm, I'll say…left!"

Making up his mind, he ran towards the left, not knowing that the man he was chasing went to the right.

The blonde continued to run and run, again and again. His footsteps made heavy noises in the puddles on the floor. But he didn't care, even if his feet were soaked, he didn't care at all, due to the fact that he wasn't going to allow someone to use magic on him and steal from him and get away with it.

Cars rushed past him as he got to a main road. He bent around the corner and followed his instincts to go the way that he thought would be the best way to go.

It was difficult though, trying to see under the heavy rain. It was difficult to even see far in front of him, but he didn't care. He wasn't going to be mugged like this, he was going to find whatever it was that mugged him.

He didn't know what it was, but he knew it wasn't human, or was human with magical powers…like he had.

He soon came across a bright light and his foot caught on something…

"Waaah!"

He heard the cry of a girl as he crashed into something…or someone.

"Owww…" He complained, feeling like he was going through an ordeal this day. He cast his eyes upwards and saw that his face landed on the woman's chest. "Aaah! S-Sorry!"

He apologized and got off the woman, seeing a cab being there. His eyes returned to the woman and saw a breath-taking sight. He saw a young woman around the same age as he was. She had chin length hair, and brown hair, with matching chocolate eyes.

All in all, this girl was quite beautiful, and the man was quite taken back by her.

"Ooh, what happened?"

She wondered as she picked up the umbrella that she dropped when the blonde knocked into her.

Her eyes then went to the blonde, and she paused…

Her mouth became agape at seeing the blonde, and his eyes.

"W-Wow…"

"E-Excuse me?"

The blonde said, as he stood and offered the young woman his hand.

The young woman laughed nervous and rubbed the back of her head sheepishly.

"N-Nothing at all!" She again let a nervous chuckle escape her lips, but then noticed his shoulder. "Ooh my God, your shoulder…y-you're bleeding, are you alright?"

The blonde tossed his eyes to his shoulder, and sighed, feeling the pain of it again after it being forgotten thanks to the look of the girl that was before him, being captivated by her beauty as well as her voice that sounded too good to be true.

"O-Oh…right, I'm still in chase of a mugger huh…"

He muttered, looking around but the chances of finding anything now were slim to none. He knew this himself, and he didn't like the idea of it happening, he wished that it would stop like now, and that this was a dream, or he should say, nightmare.

"Mugger?"

The woman's inquiry wasn't met when the blonde looked around and he stomped his foot with exasperation on his face.

"Shit, I lost him…" He cursed at his lack of losing his items from the mugger, the woman giving him a strange look, yet full of compassion. "O-Oh, sorry, I didn't even mean to crash into you like that. I was chasing a mugger but…I guess that I lost him…damn it…"

He felt regret enter him, and grimaced when thinking that he wouldn't be able to find his ring ever again due to the mugger stealing it.

"Did he…aah, steal anything valuable?"

That question was like a truck to Alex, who felt like he was going to pass out right there and then. He recalled what the mugger stole, and was ready to bash the guys head in, not wanting to appear aggressive though, he merely shrugged his shoulders.

"I'll say, it was my Grandfather's ring, it was more precious to me than it's worth would suggest. But he stole it and now…well, I've ended up getting blas…I mean, I ended up getting stabbed in the shoulder, but thankfully it isn't life-threatening or anything."

He almost let it slip about the magic that was performed on him, but he figured it would be better if he didn't reveal anything about it.

The woman had an understanding face, and sorrow filled as well.

"Ooh, I'm so sorry…w-won't you come inside?" She offered, gesturing to the manor towards the left of her, and when the blonde looked, he was taken back by how grand it was, slightly jealous that his own place couldn't compare. "I-I mean, since you've been injured like you have, you don't want to…want to be left like that, right? At least, you can get dry or something." She offered, the blonde looking unsure, so the woman gave him a reassuring smile. "My names Phoebe. What's yours?"

"Alex."

The newly named Alex responded with a kind smile.

"Come on then, Alex."

Phoebe offered and didn't give him a chance, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the house. They ascended the stairs that lead to the large manor. Phoebe didn't even care that she was holding his hand right now, the rain getting through her clothes and soaking her, forgetting about her cab right now.

Alex looked towards the left and saw a car in the driveway, and guessed that Phoebe didn't drive, since she was in a cab, or she did drive and that she left the car at home for some reason, though Alex noted that she looked a little bit worried about something.

"Hey ehe, Phoebe, you think it's alright for me to come in?"

He didn't want to cause a commotion. Truly, all he wanted to do was go and beat the guy who thought it was alright to steal from him.

Phoebe used her free hand to wave him off.

"Don't worry, my sister Prue might be pissed…but she's always angry so don't worry."

It didn't exactly reassure him that he was going to be walking into a war zone.

As they made it to the top of the stairs, Alex noted the twin doors before him, and the windows which looked pretty good. Phoebe bent down and began ruffling around for something, Alex merely looking ahead so he wasn't accused of checking her out.

"Ooh found it!" She said with happiness and produced a key, which she unlocked the door with. "Come on, let's go inside."

"Eeeh…"

He didn't have time to complain as Phoebe dragged him inside of the house.

Once he was inside…he was pleasantly surprised to be met with two beautiful women, equalling the beauty of Phoebe. One was a girl that looked to be mid-twenties and she had the longest hair of the three sisters (Alex presumed that they were both Phoebe's sisters by the way they looked) that came down to her mid back, having similar colour hair and eyes to Phoebe. The other girl was the oldest of the girls, and she had shortish hair like Phoebe but in a different style as Phoebe. She also had green eyes similar to him, and a scowl danced on her face.

"Surprise! I found the hide-a-key."

Phoebe announced as she pushed Alex more inside.

Phoebe looked at Alex with a small smile, as he just raised a hand to the back of his head, going off the WTF faces of the other two girls who both muttered "Wow." in disbelieving voices, but the girl with the shorter hair recovered and looked at Alex with curious yet suspicious eyes.

"Don't tell me, another boyfriend come to stay with us? This isn't a B and B Phoebe."

The girls scrutiny eyes caused Alex to look at Phoebe who didn't look happy.

"Not at all, Prue." Phoebe responded with a folded arms expression, placing her umbrella away. "We ran into each other, he's got a wound on his shoulder that's bleeding. What was I supposed to do? Tell him to get lost and bleed to death?"

The now named Prue narrowed her eyes even more, but then did witness the same thing that Phoebe, and couldn't condone the girl for what she did, so let it go for the moment, especially since it seemed to be serious.

"Okay, you've got a point."

Prue muttered under her breath, the last girl moving forward and looking between Phoebe and Alex, and stuck her hand out to Alex, not being as suspicious as Prue seemed to be.

"Hello, my name is Piper…got wounded huh."

She trailed off and asked a question that could be misinterpreted as rude, but to Alex, he was fine with it.

"I got stabbed…by a mugger, and now, I am trying to track the son of a bitch, pardon my French, and teach him a lesson he'll never forget. But I lost him and ran into Phoebe there and kinda lost track of him. Sorry for the inconvenience, could it be possible if I…use your bathroom, kitchen, anything to clean this up a little bit? I don't think that it is like life-threatening, but I'd like to clean it up, if that's okay?"

He gestured to his shoulder, Piper understanding immediately and muttered "Come this way." in a gentle voice. Alex held his breath and followed after Piper, through what appeared to be a lounge area on the left hand side, and past a big Grandfather clock.

When going past Prue, he could feel the hot eyes of the woman on him, and it made him feel nervous. Something about her eyes could kill easily. Piper mumbled "Be nice." to Prue who shrugged her off, and folded her arms in a wondering gaze.

Piper lead Alex into the kitchen and went under the sink, producing a medkit, placing it on the island in the middle of the kitchen, noticing that Phoebe and Prue followed them into the kitchen, for different reasons.

"So, take your shirt off and I'll see to that…" Piper's eyes suddenly opened wide when she heard what she said, and put her hands up defensively. "I-I didn't mean that in a disgusting way! I-I was just s-saying-"

"N-No worries at all."

He exclaimed as he cut her off and removed his shirt without a worry in the world. Once seeing his chiselled chest and his abdominal muscles, Piper's and Phoebe's mouths fell to the floor, Prue trying to not look at him but was failing and looked like she was going to die.

"Holy crap…"

Phoebe mumbled, turning her head to the side.

Alex curiously looked at her, and then shrugged his shoulders.

"Thanks again. Pretend I'm not here."

He said in a soothing manner, and then went to the sink to fix himself up.

Piper bit her bottom lip and looked at Phoebe briefly, then towards Prue.

"It's so good to see you. Isn't Prue?"

"I'm speechless."

She truly was speechless, Alex hearing the animosity in the tone and grimaced, slightly frightened of the girl.

A car horn beeps from outside, it being the cab that Phoebe neglected to pay for before.

"Oops. I forgot about the cab."

Her eyes tossed to the ground when she said it, sheepishly looking between the floor, her sisters, and then finally her new…Alex.

"I'll get it."

Piper grabs Prue's purse and exits the kitchen, Prue's eyes bulging.

"Piper, that's my purse."

Piper didn't answer and went to pay for Phoebe's cab, Phoebe showing an appreciative smile.

"Thanks. I'll pay you back."

Prue nodded, and looked at her, and saw that she didn't have many things with her. It could be called being homeless with the amount of stuff that she had on her, so Prue being Prue decided to question it as Alex slowly ran a sponge over his wound, drying the blood, thankful that the wound wasn't as deep as he thought that it was.

"Is that all that you brought?"

Phoebe shrugs her shoulders in an uncaring manner.

"That's all that I own and a bike. Look, I know that you don't want me here..."

"We're not selling Grams' house."

Prue gave harsh eyes, equally in her voice the harshness that accompanied it. Alex winced when hearing the voice, questioning if she could actually be nice, having not seen it yet, though was grateful that she didn't kick him out of the house yet.

Phoebe's eyes narrowed considerably.

"Is that why you think I came back?"

Prue sharpened her expression.

"Look, the only reason Piper and I gave up our apartment and moved back here because this house has been in our family for generations."

The youngest rolled her eyes, expecting Prue to say things like this, Alex not really wanting to get involved with what was happening, feeling like there could be something going on that he couldn't get in the middle of.

"No history lesson needed. I grew up here too. So can we talk about what's really bothering you?"

"No, I'm still furious with you."

Prue stated as if it was the simplest thing in the world, Phoebe looking quite annoyed by that.

"So, you'd rather have a tense reunion filled with boring chitchat and unimportant small talk?"

Phoebe's question was brought to Prue's attention and she looked quite pissed off.

"No, but otherwise we won't have anything to talk about."

"I never touched Roger."

Phoebe suddenly came out, and the tension in the air turned cold. Even Alex, not knowing what that was about, could feel the tension in the air and felt like moving away from the area, though the girls were blocking the door and wasn't sure on how he would be able to move away, so only did what he could and was continue to clean the wound and dress it himself.

"Whoa."

Prue was seething with rage, displaying as much with her eyes.

"I know you think otherwise because that's what that Armani-wearing, Chardonnay-slugging, trust-funder told you ..."

At that moment, Piper comes back into the kitchen, noticing the tension and tried to break it apart while clapping her hands together a single time.

"Hey, I have a great idea. Why don't I make a fabulous reunion dinner."

She offered, but neither were really receptive to the idea. In fact, they were against it entirely, not wanting to be near one another right now.

"I'm not hungry."

"I ate on the bus."

Both Prue and Phoebe left the kitchen, leaving a baffled Piper to grimace and sigh at the same time, unsure of what she was supposed to do now.

"Okay, we'll try the group hug later."

She wasn't speaking to anyone in particular, but Alex answered regardless.

"Sorry, I don't hug people I just met."

Piper jumped at the voice, forgetting that he was still there. But then it came back to her and she moved closer, apologetic looks gracing her beautiful face.

"I'm so sorry about that, it doesn't exactly scream stellar family or anything, huh."

Alex saw the uncomfortable look on her face, so tried his best to relieve her.

"I'm just an unwanted guest, don't concern yourself about my welfare. But thanks regardless. I'm sorry, I will just clean up, and be out of your hair, again. Sorry for the inconvenience."

He truly meant it, he didn't want to be a burden any of the sisters, especially with the negativity that seemed to surround the family unit, not wanting to become apart of the problem, especially since he wasn't really familiar with him.

"O-Ooh no troubles, as long as you're not a murderer then we're totally fine~ Mehehehehehehehe~"

The awkward laugh from Piper caused Alex to release an equally awkward chuckle.

"Don't worry, I'm not a murderer. I wouldn't be able to be one, ugh. Thinking about stabbing someone is a little…well, you know how it is after all."

"T-True…as long as…" She stopped and looked at his chest again, red dusting her cheeks slowly. "…A-Ah erm…y-you're…your wound, it's stopped bleeding."

She noted, Alex looking down briefly and nodded his head.

"Yeah, seems so. I'm just gonna patch myself help and then get out of your hair. Seems like you've got enough on your plate without having a stranger in your house."

"O-Oh, leaving so soon? Phoebe will be depressed."

Piper faked a smile, trying to keep the young man around for Phoebe, noticing how she was checking him out before, though Piper could be accused of doing the same thing.

Alex chuckled, and looked at the roof as Piper moved closer.

"I'm pretty sure it would be better if I got out of here…"

"N-No!" Piper spat out with her hands outwards unintentionally and refusal made itself known onto her face. "Y-Your shirt is…a-and your c-clothes are…w-wet. You'll catch a cold if you…if you stay in them…y-yeah, you'll get a cold, and your girlfriend wouldn't like that…"

She prodded for information sneakily, trying to show that she wasn't with her smiley face.

"Girlfriend? What girlfriend? I'm single."

Piper's lips tugged upwards ever so slightly, and patted his back.

"That's great then, you'll have to wait until your clothes will dry. I'll show you to Phoebe's room."

"W-Wait!"

Alex didn't even get the chance to speak, being pushed around like a rag doll by the sisters.

Sometime later, Alex found himself sitting on Phoebe's bed, the news on about a woman being murdered, and Phoebe herself sat facing him. He wasn't dressed, not really. All he had on were a tight pair of boxers, not that Phoebe was complaining. Actually, it gave her a chance to check him out, and that was fine with her, Phoebe on the other hand wasn't showing much skin, being in pyjama's.

"Ooh, so Piper is a lesbian? I had no idea."

Phoebe nodded her head, trying her best to not laugh.

"That's right. She came out at 16, we all dealt with it, and now goes after butch lesbians. Her latest girlfriend is someone with mental health issues. After all, Piper likes the crazies and likes telling them to "Pipe down!" with reference to her name, Piper and all. Sometimes she even smokes a pipe."

Phoebe 'explained' the best that she could, cracking up ever so slightly.

Alex took in the information and felt his face light up into a small smile, finding it quite funny if he was honest with himself.

"Well, I didn't expect Piper to be a lesbian. But well, that's great for her. As long as she's got a lovely girlfriend for her. But smoking a pipe? Really?"

"She likes her pipe after all. She's rarely without her pipe."

Phoebe continued with a strained smile, her face trying to not break out into a cheesy grin.

"Ooh my…well, as long as it isn't drugs then I guess…"

Phoebe wanted to rebuke that, but she thought that she had already caused enough damage to Piper so Alex would be put off without adding that she was a crack head on top of being a lesbian in love with mental butch lesbians. She thought that was enough for now.

Alex cleared his throat, and showed a grin.

"So, what about Prue? She seems to be very…well, she's very…Prue, isn't she? I don't really know how else to put it without it sounding quite…bad. But maybe she's…"

He didn't want to appear negative about it, and not want to cause more problems. But he was genuinely interested in what the sisters were like. He found Phoebe cool. And Piper was kind, and Prue was…she was Prue.

"Prue? Oh, she's into OAP's. She's like, a gold-digger. She's always like the oldies as she calls them, you know how it is. She likes being with some old men and she doesn't like guys our age at all, she thinks they are quite weird."

Alex was taken back by her lie, but since he didn't know any better, he took it at face value and believed it.

"Ooh my, so your middle sister is a lesbian and your eldest sister likes the old men huh. Well, what a family unit."

He didn't know how else to say it without sounding cruel and mean. It was just…very difficult to say anything truly bad about it, since they were being nice and all. He didn't want to make them sound like monsters or anything of the sort. He just wanted to be, kind to them.

"Exactly, they're a bunch of weirdos~" Phoebe sang out excitedly. "They've always been quite, high strung and all that. Prue more so than Piper. Prue is kinda…well, she's kinda out there with what she feels and such."

"Well, it seems that you like, normal guys, right?"

His voice almost sounded hopeful, but that was what Phoebe thought. Truthfully, it was just a question, no more and no less.

"Ooh me. Yeah, I like…" Her eyes briefly looked over his form, and gushed slightly. "…I mean, I like certain types of guys. Y-Yeah, s-so tell me about yourself. What about you? I hardly know anything about you."

Phoebe wanted to know more about him, since he seemed to know about her now. More so than she knew about him anyway.

"Me huh. Well, what do you want to know exactly? Since you gave me warmth and Piper dressed this wound for me, and she's gonna wash my clothes, I can't really complain and keep anything to myself. So, what do you want to know?"

Phoebe put a finger to her lips, and hummed thoughtfully.

"Well…I dunno." Alex sweatdropped as Phoebe bonked herself on the head cutely. "….Hmmm, let's see…tell me about…I dunno, do you work…whoa, that was a lame question, huh…"

"Haha, it is alright. I do indeed work, two jobs in fact. I work by day as-"

KNOCK! KNOCK!

"It's me."

Piper's voice came from the other side of the door, irritating Phoebe that she came at such a moment.

"Come on in." Phoebe's regretful voice carried through the door, and Piper came in, is carrying a tray with drinks and food on it, Phoebe's eyes lighting up when seeing it. "Thank God. I am starving."

"Figured." She muttered with a sly smile, and then she sees her boyfriend on TV. "Hey, that's my boyfriend, Jeremy. What happened?"

Alex furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, twisting his head to the side and whispered to Phoebe.

"I thought you said she was a lesbian with a butch lesbian psychotic girlfriend?"

Piper's eyes hastily shot at Alex, questions on her face and unsureness in her voice.

"What?"

Phoebe chuckled nervously, and waved her hand innocently, giving Alex sharp eyes, the boy unsure what the hell was going on now.

"Never mind that now~ Some woman got whacked." Phoebe announced and then whispered gently to Alex, leaning closer so only he could hear. "She's pretending to have a boyfriend so you don't find out about her butch lesbian girlfriend. She's still shy about her sexuality, play along."

Though he wasn't entirely convinced, he merely muttered "Okay." in an obedient fashion, Piper moving closer to the bed.

Piper gave her an incredulous look.

"Whacked? Phoebe, you've been in New York way too long." Piper gently said as she looked towards Alex, and offered food. "Here, I made you some as well."

Alex's face lifted up in delight, the food smelling and looking good at the same time.

"Awww, that's really sweet. Thanks! I'm sure your girlfriend-boyfriend I mean must be really happy with you!"

Piper still wasn't sure what he was talking about, but he took the food off her and moved so she could sit down, which she did. Phoebe's eyes flashed annoyance when seeing the pair of them interacting with one another.

"Yeah, I should of stayed. Now, why didn't you tell her I was coming back?"

In her voice, Alex could tell that there still was something that divided these sisters. Though he wasn't going to pry, he felt like there shouldn't be this much tension between the sisters, no matter what happened.

"And risk her changing the locks? I don't think so and besides, I think you should of been the one to tell her not me."

"Good point, Chicken Little."

Phoebe rose her fingers to her lips, and took a bite out of some of the food Piper brought her, Alex tilting his head to the side.

"So…if you told your sister, that you came back…she'd change the locks and not let you in?" Both Piper and Phoebe nodded in agreement, Alex opening his eyes slightly wider than usual. "Seems like there's a little bad blood here…d-do you think counselling is in order or something since you're so distant from one another...n-not that I'm trying to be rude…"

Piper snorted with "It's probably needed…" in a distance voice, Phoebe shooting her a glare. She soon stopped glaring and returned her face to Alex, and explained the best that she could.

"It's just so hard for me to talk to her. She's always been more like a Mother. It's too difficult to talk with her."

Piper softened her expression, causing Phoebe to feel more relaxed, Alex finding it quite adorable that she had such a face on.

"That's not her fault. She practically had to sacrifice ..."

She trailed off, and Phoebe got in on the action.

""Her own childhood to raise us.""

Alex looked between the two of them, surprised at how they were able to do that so flawless, as if they had practiced it time and again, probably guessing that they've said it more than once in their life time.

"Wow, you're in synch with one another, true sisters or something, huh."

His comment allowed both Piper and Phoebe to smile ever so slightly.

"You've got that right."

Piper commented with a smile, Alex smiling as well.

"Well, it seems like you two get along."

"At least one of my sisters seems to be like my sister and not my Mom."

Piper's face fell down to a frown and didn't like how she said it, sounding as if she was taking Prue for granted.

"Phoebe, we're lucky she was so responsible. You and I had it easy, all we had to do was be there.

Phoebes eyes unintentionally rolled themselves around, tossing on the bed.

"Yeah, well, I don't need a Mom anymore, you know, I need a sister."

Phoebe looked slightly down when she made that admission, not sure on how else to say it.

At that moment, Prue knocks on the door, which was still open. She's holding a blanket.

"This was always the coldest room in the house."

"Thanks."

Phoebe responded smoothly, as Prue looked towards Alex.

"So, you're still here."

The voice was very stoic. It was so stoic that even her sisters had a hard time telling that it was Prue that actually spoke just then, though the girl was showing unhappy eyes right now. It was clear that she wasn't that happy right now, and Alex knew he was partly the cause of it.

"Hehehe, well. I am leaving soon…Piper kinda insisted that she wash my clothes."

Prue furrowed her eyebrows at her middle sister, and openly sighed.

"I see, well, when you're ready, please leave."

"Prue."

Piper chided, but Prue didn't seem that bothered.

"What? We don't know anything about him, he could be a nutter for all we know."

"Does he look like a nutter to you?"

Phoebe sent daring eyes to Prue, who shot her own green eyes at her youngest sister, but before anything could happen, Alex raised his hand.

"I'll be gone soon, don't worry…eeh, Ms Halliwell. I don't want to cause trouble, I just wanna find the guy that mugged me…after I've gone to the hospital to see if this wound isn't like serious or something, then off to the police I guess…"

He lied at the last part.

He couldn't go to the police.

There was no way that he could.

He couldn't cry "Demon!" or whatever it really was that fought him to get his Grandfather's ring. Even he wasn't sure what it was. Demon…Warlock, he wasn't all that sure. He knew for sure that it wasn't a Witch, as they were good people, and what that person was, wasn't good at all.

Prue seemed to accept that, bowing her head in agreement.

"Alright, it seems fair, and don't call me Ms Halliwell. It sounds…strange."

The antagonistic look that Prue gave caused harsh glares to come from Phoebe. Unlike Prue, Phoebe thought that Alex wasn't a bad person, and if he was, he would've shown something that was negative but he hadn't. In actuality, she thought that he was quite nice, considering the family 'fun' times that they've been showing.

"Scouts honour."

He held out his two fingers in a peace sigh for her, Prue's eyes narrowing in confusion.

"Were you actually a scout?"

A sheepish look splashed over his face, and shook his head.

Prue rolled her eyes and leaves the room, frustration clearly on her face.

"She's a ball of sunshine, isn't she?"

"…You don't know the half of it."

Phoebe mumbled as an awkward laugh came from Piper.

A little while later, Piper and Phoebe are sitting at the table in the sunroom, playing with a spirit board.

"When did you meet Jeremy?"

Phoebe questioned as their fingers wondered around the spirit board, the pointer going everywhere with smiles on their faces.

"About six months ago, right before Grams died. We met in the hospital cafeteria the day Grams was admitted. He was covering a story and I was bawling over a bagel. So, he handed me a napkin."

"How romantic."

The words Phoebe used brought a wide smile to Piper's face, trying to

"As a matter of fact, it was. The napkin had his phone number on it."

Phoebe laughs a little bit, as her eyes go behind her, to see if Alex was there, but he wasn't.

Piper also noticed the look, and smiled softly.

"Seems like Phoebe has a crush."

"What?" Phoebe rasped, turning back to her sister. "N-No, I don't at all."

Piper rolled her eyes, not believing her for a moment.

"He's pretty nice…though, I think he might think I'm gay."

Phoebe held in a chortle at Piper's honesty, and tried to be sympathetic.

"W-Why would you think that?"

It was very difficult for Phoebe to not laugh but she was failing. Small snippets of laughing escaped her mouth, again and again.

"Hmmm, I dunno, he just…I heard that he thought I had a girlfriend…" Phoebe's face turned upwards as Piper noticed something on her sister's face, and turned suspicious. "…Phoebe, you haven't said anything, have you?"

"No."

It was clear and cut, but it was a lie, essentially.

Piper didn't believe her sister for even a moment, and knew that she was lying.

"Phoebe! Did you tell him that I was a lesbian!?"

"I-I didn't say that exactly…"

She trailed off, feeling awkward, but that didn't exactly help Piper.

"What did you say then?"

Piper's patience wore thin, very thin, Phoebe continued showing such a sheepish face that it was difficult to not feel sorry for the girl.

"I just said-"

At that moment, the pointer went a little faster than usual to a letter, Piper's eyes furrowing at the younger girl.

"Stop pushing the pointer."

"I'm not touching it."

She denied Piper's words, but as usual, she didn't believe the girl for even a moment, but didn't seem to care all that much.

"You used to always push the pointer. More popcorn?"

Before waiting for an answer, she gets up and heads for the kitchen. Making it into the kitchen, Phoebe continued to push the pointer around the spirit board, and called back to her middle sister while smiling.

"Hey, I forgot your question."

"I asked if Prue would have sex other than herself this year."

Piper responded from the kitchen, as Alex walked into the room, now dressed for the evening with clean clothes, and smiled towards the youngest sister, showcasing a kind smile.

"Hey Phoebe."

Phoebe allowed a small smile onto her beautiful lips, allowing him to sit down next to her.

"Hey, wanna see if Prue is gonna get laid this year?"

Alex's face turned towards disgust, not really wanting to know what happens with Prue and her love life, being a little freaked that Phoebe would ask a stranger a question like that.

"That's disgusting."

Phoebe hung her head downwards, acknowledging how weird that sounded.

"I know it is." She agreed with a grimace but continued moving the pointer. "Please say yes."

She continues to move the pointer as Alex looks on with a turned upper lip, finding it bemusing that they were trying to do something like this.

But then, the pointer moved to the letter 'A' by itself, startling the pair of them, Phoebe more than Alex.

"Ooh my God! Did that just move on its own!?"

She directed her question towards Alex who smiled awkwardly.

"W-Well…"

It then moves to 'T' before Alex could give an answer, Phoebe being more freaked out and called for her sister as Piper herself was moving back to the room that both Phoebe and Alex were occupying, with some popcorn in her hands.

"Piper, get in here!"

She beckoned her sister, still in disbelief that something like this would happen to someone like her, and even Alex seemed concerned about what was happening, though he was more used to things like this.

"What?"

Phoebe doesn't answer straight away. She couldn't get her head around the idea that it moved on its own.

Just then, Prue comes in with an annoyed look, Alex wondering if she ever smiled.

"What did you guys do now?"

Piper looked offended that she was being accused of anything.

"Me? I didn't do anything."

"The pointer on the spirit board. It moved on its own." At her admission, Prue and Piper stare at her in disbelief. "I'm serious. It spelled 'A' 'T'. Tell them Alex, it moved on its own, didn't it?"

"Yeah…it moved on its own."

"And we're supposed to believe you, the stranger? What are the odds that you moved it to freak Phoebe out."

Alex shrugged at the accusing glare of Prue, not caring that she was looking like that at him.

"Don't believe me, but you should believe your sister. That pointer moved on its own. And I was nowhere near the damn pointer, I didn't do anything to it, I wasn't even in the room when they got the spirit board out."

Prue still didn't believe him, so Phoebe gestured to the spirit board again.

"My fingers were barely touching it. Look." She puts her fingers on the pointer. Nothing happens. Prue and Piper turn and start to leave as Alex looks on at Phoebe, wondering what she was going to do. The pointer moves to the bottom of the board, then back to the letter 'T'. "Ah, it did it again! It moved!"

Prue and Piper turn back around and look at the board.

"It's still on the letter 'T'."

Prue dead panned, Phoebe running an annoyed hand through her hair.

"I swear it moved." Prue didn't listen and leaves the room. The pointer moves again. Piper sees it too, and becomes a little freaked, Phoebe taking to her feet and hiding behind Alex. "There. Look. You saw that right?"

Piper still wasn't sure what she truly saw, but she was convinced enough to know that there was something going on, and she didn't like it a single bit. No, she didn't like it at all, her hands lacing together with her hair.

"I think so, yeah."

She admitted with a strained face, wishing that she didn't see anything.

"Okay, something is clearly going on here…yeah, I came into the house of the…heh, wouldn't it be weird if they turned out to be the people that stole from me and now have cornered me in their house and are going to kill me…"

Alex tried to take a step back as his thoughts wouldn't leave his mind and he was becoming worried, allowing some fear to take over him for the moment…but Phoebe was right behind him, and for a second, he thought he felt something sharp on his back.

He whizzed his head…but it was just Phoebe gripping his shirt in fright.

"Okay, let's not get ahead of ourselves, there's something clearly…"

The pointer moves again, Piper becoming freaked and hid behind Alex as well.

"Prue, can you come in here for a sec?"

Her panicked voice reached the elder sisters room, clearly annoyed that she was called back again, when she didn't believe that anything was happening, and suspected that Alex was doing something about this right now.

"Now what?"

Phoebe writes the letters down on an envelope while the others look on.

"I think it's trying to tell us something." She holds up the envelope. "Attic."

There's a loud clap of thunder and the power goes out.

"Aaaah!"

Piper cried and clung to Alex. Phoebe looked miffed that she did that, though she was unnerved as well, seeing all of these freaky things were happening. Prue looked slightly troubled, but she didn't allow her freaks to control her.

"Okay, let's calm down, it's just a power cut, it happens. It's a storm outside, there's nothing happening here, besides pointers moving around and such…w-well, don't worry ladies, this is just a little…"

He tried to comfort the girls, but Piper wasn't comforted and shot for the door.

"Screw this, I'm getting out of here."

Piper grabbed her coat as the others followed after her, Prue calling towards her.

"Don't you think you're overreacting? We're perfectly safe here."

Prue tried to keep her sister calm, but she wasn't exactly the calmest right now, grabbing her coat to get out of the house.

"Don't say that. In horror movies, the person who says that is always the next to die."

"It is pouring rain. There's a psycho on the lose. Jeremy's not even home." Prue mumbled, but then looked at Alex accusingly. "Funny, that all of this creepy behaviour happened when you came into our lives. Are you sure that he can be trusted?"

Alex felt offended and sharply pointed at Prue.

"How is this my fault? I didn't do anything, and Phoebe asked me to come in here, Piper asked me to stay. I didn't say anything. I never asked to stay here. I was perfectly willing to leave this place, but they asked me to stay. It would've been rude to leave, especially considering I was…I dunno, stabbed in the shoulder and was bleeding and hurt!"

Prue scoffed, thinking that was an excuse, even if the others didn't agree with it.

"You weren't so quick to reject it though either, were you serial killer?"

Alex scoffed and folded his arms, narrowing his eyes at Prue.

"Ooh yeah, accuse me of being the serial killer. Convenient that Phoebe just happened to be outside when I was running past. Did you perhaps engineer this whole thing so I would come here as your next victim? Get me stabbed, steal my precious ring that my Grandfather left me, and then expose me to kindness to lower my guard, and then come up with this magic stuff, all so you can steal my powers and use them for your own wickedness! Demon!"

Piper and Prue looked at the boy, not sure what the hell he was talking about, Phoebe being on the same level, the girl standing right beside the couch in the foyer area.

"What? Powers of what? And I'm not a Demon!"

Prue seemed genuinely confused by what was happening right now, and even more so by his words.

Alex regarded all of the sisters with confusion for a few seconds, and then saw that they were confused by his words. He didn't claim to be an expert on catching people in a lie, but they didn't seem to him to know what the hell was going on.

"It doesn't matter. If you want me to go, then I will."

"Alex don't-"

Phoebe tried to stop him because there was a true serial killer out there and she didn't want him to be stabbed because Prue thought he was the killer when it was obvious that he wasn't, but he walked over to the door anyway and went to open it which did happen...

But then the door was violently shut as if something pulled it from the other side, but there was no one there.

He blinked and twisted the handle, however it was stuck.

He tried it once, and then twice and the third time.

Each time he tried the doorknob, but it didn't do anything. The door didn't open, and now Alex was panicking.

"Alright, the doors not opening. It opened and then it closed violently and now it isn't opening. And before you say anything Prue, I didn't do anything."

He added at the end, seeing the disbelieving look on Prue's face.

Piper gasped and rushed the door, trying the doorknob again, but like with Alex, it didn't do anything.

"Alright, Prue! Prue! This door won't open!"

"Calm down Piper." Prue tried to calm the situation and strolled over, picking the keys up off the table near the door. "Move out of the way." Prue ordered, so both Alex and Piper moved, and she put the keys inside of the door, and unlocked it. "There, you can leave now." Prue said confidently and opened the door…but it didn't open, shocking everyone. "Okay, the doors not opening, rational explanations would be appreciated here…"

"Prue, I saw that pointer move. And this door isn't opening. What the hell is going on!?"

Piper couldn't calm herself. It was pouring with rain, it was thundering outside, and now it was very clear that there was something going on here. It was too frightened for the middle sister, who wished that this was a dream.

"No, look, what you saw was Phoebe's fingers pushing the pointer. There's nothing in the attic, she's playing a joke on us. And this door, it's probably just…I don't know, the wind maybe blew something into the other side and now it can't be opened. We'll try the other door."

"We don't know that Prue. We've lived in this house for months and we've never been able to get that attic door open." She crosses the foyer and picks up the phone, but it's dead. "Great, now the phone doesn't work."

Prue rolled her eyes sarcastically, and looked at the pair.

"Yeah, the power's out. Look, go with me to the basement. You come with me too unsure killer."

"Hmph, I'd rather take my chances outside than go with you, killer."

Alex spat back, Prue sharpening her eyes.

"Don't call me a killer. I'm not convinced that you're not the killer…e-even if the door isn't your fault, maybe, this is still a questioning thing between you and I. This…I don't know what the hell is going on, but you're not getting out of my sight."

"How lovely, being wanted by a killer."

Alex childishly stuck his tongue out, Prue's hand balling into a frustrated fist.

"Look, you don't want to mess with me right now."

"Yeah, and I don't take kindly to trying to be killed either."

The eldest woman's cheeks puffed out, but turned her eyes to the nervous Piper.

"I need you to hold the flashlight while I check out the main circuit box."

Piper exactly wasn't thrilled to do something like that, and turned to her youngest sister for help, the girl going towards the stairs.

"Phoebe will go with you to the basement won't you Phoebe."

"Nope, I'm going to the attic."

Phoebe rejected as she stepped onto the front of the stairs that lead upstairs, Prue stopping her by moving closer.

"No, you're not. We already agreed."

Prue laid down the law, but she wasn't going to be receiving it well…no, Phoebe wasn't going to sit and not do anything.

"I am not waiting for some handyman to check out the attic and I'm certainly not waiting until tomorrow. I'm going now."

Phoebe walks up the stairs. Prue goes into another room, as Piper and Alex are left together in the foyer, looking at one another with bewilderment.

"So…you aren't a killer, right?"

Piper came out with it, unable to control herself.

Alex chuckled and shook his head in rejection.

"No, I'm not a killer at all, trust me. I know Prue doesn't, and she has every right not to trust me, but I'm truly not here to hurt you. I just want to catch the mugger that stole from me. A-And this is truthfully freaking me out."

"Yeah, not only you either."

Piper sighed, and looked between Prue and Phoebe's directions, not sure what was happening or what she was going to do either.

"So…we're splitting up, then?"

"Yeah…you go with Phoebe and I'll go with Prue. If anything happens to her though…"

Piper tried to threaten, but she wasn't all that scary. Alex found it quite cute actually, seeing that she had such a face when she was trying to be hard, and put his two fingers up at her, in a peace sign, Piper's eyes turning to relief.

"Don't worry, I won't allow anything to happen to Phoebe. And please don't let Prue try and kill me."

"Prue won't…" Alex's eyes lifted lightly, Piper knowing what he was talking about and smiled softly. "Right, I won't allow Prue to do anything to you."

"Thanks."

With that, Alex ascended the stairs while Piper followed after Prue.

"Phoebe! Phoebe! I don't know where you've gone so please come out!"

Alex rushed the stairs, and came to a landing area, where there were many doors to go through, but he didn't know where Phoebe came through. He wasn't used to things like this, and he wasn't entirely convinced that there wasn't something wrong going on here. He was sure that something was afoot here, but whatever it was, he wasn't truly sure at this point.

He walked forward a little more, and saw that there was a hallway there, Phoebe coming through that hallway, having a flashlight in her hand, and shined it on his form.

"Geez, don't do something like that Alex, I was frightened."

Phoebe made it to him and stood before him, Alex scoffing at the idea that she was frightened when he had more than enough reason to be the most frightened in this place right now, especially with Prue being around.

"You're frightened. I'm in the house of three strangers, and one of them is almost certainly trying to kill me."

Referring to Prue, he shuddered at the thought that she might come and kill him.

"Don't worry, Prue isn't a murderer. Snarky, yeah she's that. But she isn't a killer, I hope."

That didn't exactly make Alex better, and wished that he had just left now.

"Come on then, let's go to this attic and prove there's nothing there."

"My thoughts exactly."

Together, Phoebe and Alex walked side by side. Since both were a little wary, neither walked in front of the other, afraid that the other could turn around and kill them, though the chances of that happened seemed to be slim to none.

They came to stairs, and together, went up them.

Once reaching the top of the stairs, Phoebe tries to open the attic door but it's locked. She twists and turns the door, but it doesn't do anything.

"Geez, your house and locked doors. Are you sure you're not murderers? Got any skeletons in the closet perhaps?"

Phoebe gave him a cold look, Alex receding from her instantly.

"Damn door…"

She cursed at the fact that she wasn't able to get inside of the attic, wanting to know what's going on.

"Yeah, it is a shame. Come on Phoebe, let's get out of here."

Phoebe tried the door again, trying to get inside, but couldn't do it.

"Alright, I guess you're right. Let's go to the others…"

She gives up and turns to walk back down the stairs together with the relieved Alex. But then, they both hear a creak and turns to see the attic door opening.

"Okay…now that's magic…there's something seriously wrong with this house…it has to be magic…but what are these people…what's going on here now though…are these people Witches…but they seemed freaked out…okay, I'm gonna have to do something…" Alex thought to himself, and felt like they shouldn't go inside, but Phoebe was heading inside regardless. "Phoebe! Creepy door just opened, and you're going inside!?"

"Come with me then!" Phoebe yelled back, and tugged on his hand. "You're so concerned, don't let a lady enter in there alone."

"As long as no serial killer jumps out, then it is fine…"

He gave in and together walked into the attic.

Upon entering the room, Alex looked around at the mess. He saw what looked like a pedestal in the middle, where a book would be placed, but there was no book there at all. Around the room were just the usual stuff that you'd see in an attic.

A light shines on a trunk, an unusual light.

"Right, so there's a trunk that has the moons glow on it…" He watched as Phoebe walked closer. "…and you're going to see what's inside."

"Of course. Come on."

She beckoned and he didn't know why, but he did so anyway.

She opens it and there's a book inside. It looked really old, it had dust on it so Alex saw that it had been there for quite a while. However, upon seeing the book, Alex became intrigued and picked the book up, holding it in his hands.

"Wow, this book feels…strong…it feels very powerful…just what kind of book is this…?"

He wondered to himself and held the book high into the moonlight, to see the words on the book, and it said...

"The Book of Shadows."

Phoebe takes the book, and turns the page to see a spell there.

Phoebe began reading to herself while Alex looked on at the page.

As soon as he saw it, Alex tried to take the book off her, but Phoebe didn't allow it, something urging her to read it, which in turn Alex thought that he was going to be blamed for this with regards to Prue.

"Hear now the words of the witches, the secrets we hid in the night, the oldest of Gods are invoked here, the great work of magic is sought. In this night and in this hour, I'll call upon the ancient power, bring your powers to we sisters three, we want the power, give us the power."

She finished reciting the spell, and Alex slapped himself in the head, knowing that the spell she just incanted was…an actual spell. He felt something urge through Phoebe. He didn't know what it was…no, he knew what it was…magic.

Somehow, he was able to feel it. Phoebe had just received her powers, even if she wasn't aware of it. And he suspected that Piper and Prue did as well, he hoped Prue's powers weren't very destructive as he didn't want to be on the receiving end of that.

"Ooh no…"

Alex sighed and looked out of the window, seeing the light bathing the pair of them.

Though he wondered what was going to happen now…

He was convinced that Phoebe wasn't an evil Witch. The same with Piper.

Prue was another question all together.

He had to wonder how he had been dragged into all of this, when he just wanted to go home…

But he was glad to meet new Witch's, never expecting that to happen, ever.

Prue and Piper enter the attic soon afterwards and sees the pair of them sat together

"What are you two doing?"

Phoebe and Alex shared a small look, not sure on what they were supposed to say now. But Phoebe cleared her throat, and spoke with a sheepish voice.

"Uh ... reading an incantation. It was in this Book of Shadows, we found it in that trunk."

"She was reading it, not me."

Alex added, not wanting to be implicated with anything, especially with Prue giving him darkened eyes.

Piper's mind didn't register that for the moment, and could only see that they got into the attic, when neither Prue or Piper were able to do the same thing.

"How did you get in here?"

"The door opened, Piper. It did it on its own, kinda like…well, magic."

Alex answered for Phoebe, Phoebe nodding her head in agreement.

Piper nodded at the explanation absentmindedly, but then her mind worked, and she went a little weirded out.

"Wait a minute, an incantation? What kind of incantation?"

"It said something about there being three essentials of magic. Uh, timing, feeling and phases of the moon. If we were ever gonna do this, now, midnight on a full moon, is the most powerful time."

"This? Do what?"

Phoebe showed a small smile and that was sheepish at that, and she went behind Alex so she didn't have to suffer the wrath of the people closest to her.

"Receive our powers."

Piper's eyes widened, and looked like she was going to faint at any second.

"What powers? Wait, our powers? You included me in this?"

"No, she included all of us." Prue denied and looked at the book, reading from it. "Bring your powers to we sisters three… It's a book of witchcraft."

"Let me see that."

Piper took the book and read through it, more and more panic entering her heart.

Alex looks towards all of them, and then his face lifts up delightfully.

"Wow, so you guys are Witch's then?"

Prue looked at Alex, and looked ready to kill.

"Don't ever call us that." She spat out hatefully, and attempted to pin this on Alex. "You know, since you stepped through those doors, everything has been turned upside down. The spirit board, the pointer, the electric's, and now this book. Been planning this long, have you?"

Alex looked offended, and scoffed at the thought.

"Yeah, blame me when I've never met you before. I never got the spirit board out, I didn't say anything about the pointer until Phoebe showed it me, and I never asked to come into this house of horrors. Look, I only wanted to find the person who mugged me."

"If you were actually mugged."

Prue growled, so Alex pointed at his wound.

"You think I did this to myself!?"

"I wouldn't put it past you."

Prue announced calmly, Piper showing the middle sister eyes that she usually showed when she wanted to break up a fight.

"Okay, let's just calm down. Nothing happened, w-we're not Witches or anything like that. R-Right Phoebe? Nothing happened?"

Turning to her youngest sister, Phoebe shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, my head spun around and I vomited split-pea soup. How should I know?"

Phoebe got out as Prue poked Alex in the chest, near the wound which was still tender and caused some pain to enter his being.

"Hey! That hurt!"

"Good! Now leave, because this isn't normal! Witches, you called us that!"

"Because Phoebe just turned you into them! You were born as them, like I was!"

Prue, Piper and Phoebe gasped, not believing him, besides Phoebe that is. Something about his eyes showed that he was telling the truth, and now it made sense why she liked him so much, because he was a Witch as well.

"T-This is just a joke, r-right Alex? Y-You're not a Witch."

Piper tried to convince herself more than the others, but Alex sighed and looked between all of them, then nodded his head.

"I am a Witch though."

Prue didn't believe him for a second and pointed at him accusingly.

"You're not a Witch. You're faking it so we'd believe you're not doing this, or you're doing this for some...I don't know, street cred or something? You're just a psychopath, not a Witch."

Alex rolled his eyes at the accusation and the snotty attitude Prue displayed.

"Well, I'd rather be a Witch than a bimmmmmmmmmmm!"

Just before he could finish his sentence, Phoebe covered his mouth so he couldn't say anything.

"Okay sweetie, let's not use that word on Prue because she can go supernova."

Phoebe whispered in his ear, but Prue knew what he was going to say, feeling rage building inside of her.

"No, go on. Say it, say what you were going to call me. I dare you."

Prue gave him challenging eyes, crossing the distance so they were stood face to face, chest to chest, showing dominance in her eyes.

Alex broke free of Phoebe's hands, keeping his eyes on the girl before him.

"Oh you want me to say it?"

Sarcastically, he tossed his head to the side, Prue doing the same.

"Oh yeah, I want you to say it."

She agreed, so Alex sharpened his eyes.

"You really want me to say it?"

"Say it, go on."

Prue baited, Alex feeling like he was about to be crushed by the young woman, seeing her darkened glare on his form, so receded from that conversation and tried to convince the girls that he was a true Witch.

"I said...I have powers…the-they don't always work, but I-I can do a spell…I-I can…" He looked at Prue's flashlight, and cleared his throat. "You have no right, you have no power. Turn that flashlight into flowers."

As soon as he finished, the spell did what it said.

It turned Prue's flashlight to flowers, a beautiful bouquet. Reds, yellows, pinks, blues and other colours appeared in her hands with the flowers, all new and looking to be freshly picked.

In her hands, Prue's eyes widened immediately and she ran her fingers across them to see if they were real…and they were. They were real flowers in her hand, fresh flowers, were the flashlight was before.

Different reactions came from the sisters.

"Ooh my God…"

"This isn't happening, someone's given me drugs."

"That's so totally cool!"

Piper was understandably in denial, Prue thought it was some kind of drug trip, and Phoebe was in awe, believing it instantly.

Piper couldn't take much, and she fainted to the floor, Prue pacing the room again and again to try and wrap her head around what she just saw, though she was failing miserably.

"Okay, I've been killed and this is heaven, where magic happens. No, someone's given me acid and I'm tripping right now. No, maybe this is just a dream, I must've fell asleep or something…o-or, that Alex is just some good magician…it has to be. Magic doesn't exist, he set it up beforehand, he did all of this, and now this is something…this isn't real, this isn't real at all. This can't be happening, I can't understand this."

Prue couldn't work her mind around what she had just witnessed. She even continued to hold the flowers in her hand, trying to convince herself that she wasn't seeing anything that was real. She was sure it was a trick…at least, that's what she told herself again and again. Even she wasn't naïve enough to believe her own thoughts right now.

"Alex! That's amazing! You're a Witch! We're Witch's together!"

Phoebe rejoiced and rushed him, and jumped. Alex caught her and somehow, they began spinning together. Phoebe was overjoyed right now, having these new powers, and a new life set before him, the same could be said for Alex right now, who was still in disbelief that he met Witch's as well, unaware that this meeting is one of the most significant meetings in his life.

End chapter!

Yeah, so this was the first chapter of my Charmed fic! So Alex is gonna be involved with the Charmed Ones lives. And I know people are gonna be like "How strong is he?" well, I will answer that now. He's gonna be strong, no doubt about that, but he's not gonna be stronger than the Charmed Ones. Later on in the series, he's gonna be around Cole's level of power, so pretty strong, but still not Source level of power by any means. He's gonna have a few powers, due to what he is, some offensive, some defensive, which will be left a mystery for now. He's half Witch half…something else.

As for the pairing's…it's gonna be one of the Charmed Ones, so a single pairing, but I don't know which one yet. But that's where all of you come in! Yes, all of you can vote to which Charmed One he's gonna be paired with! Prue (spoilers, might keep her alive) Piper, Phoebe or Paige (obviously Prue would have to go if she's chosen) so please vote for that, and I guess that's it so until next time!