ATTENTION: THIS IS NO LONGER THE REWRITE!

I HAVE TAKEN A TEMPORARY HIATUS FROM WRITING THE REWRITE AND HAVE DECIDED TO POST THE COMPLETE ORIGINAL VERSION!

I HOPE TO BE BACK TO WRITING THE WRITE SOON, BUT AS OF THURSDAY, DECEMBER 17TH, 2009 I HAVE NO INSPIRATION FOR IT, SO PLEASE DON'T BE MAD!

AT THE POINT WHEN MY INSPIRATION RETURNS I WILL POST SEPERATE STORIES FEATURING THE REWRITE SO YOU WILL HAVE THE CHOICE OF READING EITHER, UNTIL THEN I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS!

Chapter One

"Miles, there's something I need to tell you!" Robby Ray Stewart announced the day after his daughters 14th birthday.

"What's wrong, Daddy?" Miley asked, concern showing in her voice.

"Your not gonna like this, Bud, but it's true." Robby started, trying to stall for more time to keep his little girls innocence.

"What is it?" The young brunette asked, now getting worried. "Did something happen? Where's Jackson? Is he okay?"

"It's not about Jackson, it's about you." Robby was now looking everywhere but at Miley who appeared to be more confused than ever.

"What about me?"

"When your mother and I were younger, and before Jackson was born there were some bad people that wanted her dead because of what she did." He started explaining. "Your mother was a demon hunter who tracked down lower-level demons and vanquished them so they couldn't hurt anyone else. And shortly after we were married a very powerful demon came after her for vanquishing one of his minions, she got injured very badly and barely got away from the demon alive. The reason she did survive is because a woman named Patty came and vanquished the demon, then healed your mother, somehow." Robby paused, looking at Miley for the first time. "Patty explained to us that she was a witch in her former life and still had witch powers in addition to having gained whitelighter powers after she was killed by an upper-level demon in the seventies, and was granted the special powers for doing a lot of good in her life and saving other innocent people. She told us that the Elders – the people who were in charge of all the good magical people – had sent her to spy on the most powerful demon of all of them under a glamour charm, so she could inform the Elders of any upcoming major threats to the side of good magic."

Robby sighed, and took his daughters hands in his, looking her in the eye and preparing himself to tell the biggest secret of his life.

"The reason I'm telling you all this is because Patty Halliwell – the witch/whitelighter – and the demon she was spying on who was known as Flame are your biological parents." He braced himself for whatever reaction she might have only to have her start laughing.

"Good one, Dad, my biological parents are a witch and a demon." She said between her giggles.

"Miley, I know it's a shock, but I swear on my life that it is one hundred percent true. Once the Elders found out that Patty had romantic relations with the demon they took her off the spying job, and by that time you were around 18 months old and a very powerful young witch/whitelighter/demon. You were living with Patty and Flame in the Underworld when it happened and they knew the Elders would probably kill you if they found out you existed. That's when she came back to us, she told us that she had bound your powers and that it was best for all parties if your were raised away from magic so you could live a normal life. She begged me and your mother to take you, to raise you." Robby glanced at Miley again and she wasn't laughing this time as distant memories flooded her brain. "Your name was Pacey then and she said that to keep you safe and protected we would have to change your name so that no-one would suspect you to be a Halliwell. Susan and I had been trying to have another baby for about a year and she always wanted a daughter named Miley so that's what we named you. Miley Ray Stewart."

"I-I-I remember!" Miley stuttered, her usually sparkling blue eyes filling with tears.

"We promised Patty that we would tell you the truth about everything when you were old enough to make your own decisions and be able to handle it."

"What decisions?" Miley asked, through her fogged clouded brain.

"Weather you wanted to go learn to control your powers with your biological family in San Francisco, or if you wanted to keep your powers bound and stay away from your sisters."

"I have sisters?"

"Four, all older! If I remember correctly, their names are; Prue, Piper, Phoebe and Paige."

"Can I think about it? I don't want to decide something without considering all my options." Miley asked, looking up into the eyes that she always thought her were the replica of.

"Of course you can, Bud. Take all the time you need."

Power of Five

"Miley, what's wrong with you? You've been out of it all day." Miley's best friend, Lilly Truscott asked the next day when they were walking home from school with their other best friend Oliver Oken.

"I'm fine; I just have a lot on my mind." Miley replied, shrugging off her friends worries.

"Like what?" Lilly asked, confusion written on her face, thinking Miley shared everything with her.

"Just wondering what it would feel like to suddenly find out your not who you thought you were." Miley edited, as she walked up to her front door and waved goodbye to her friends.

"What does she mean?" Oliver questioned Lilly as the two headed to their respective houses.

"She means; she found out who she is and now would be the most opportune time to strike, because she knows who she is and is therefore classed as a high profile witch, and she doesn't have her powers so she's defenceless." Lilly explained to her rather idiotic demon friend, her eyes shading darker at the thought of a high profile kill to elevate her status form border-line mortal to upper-level demon.

Power of Five