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This story is obviously fiction. This story will also involve sexual and intimate relationships between two (or more) males, and if this offends you or it is illegal for you to be reading, then please leave. If you are under the age of consent for your community, please leave. And if it does offend you, I honestly don't know why you're even here in the first place.
Episode 1: Something Wicca This Way Comes... Again Part II
Lyla reached over into another musty box, and pulled our a large but thin piece of ancient parchment. Lucy looked over: "How come we didn't know any of this in our attic?"
Lyla rolled her eyes, unraveling it on her lap. On it was a family tree, large and proliferated. "This is the Halliwell family tree... and recently, it's been updated."
Lex looked craned his head over Lyla's shoulder to get a better view. There were three large branches. The middle was labeled the Halliwells, and the left one was labeled the LeFleurs. But the branch on the right was obviously familiar: the Russels. "Why is our family on it?"
"Because we're related to them..." Lucy passed her hand over the family tree. The three branches came from a common ancesteral pair: David Stillman and Helena Warren. She worked her way down, to their three daughters: Laura, Grace, and Brianna. Each of them had a daughter: Phoebe Bowen, Patience Baxter, and Pearl Russel respectively. She pointed to Pearl. "That's our great grandma." Lucy turned to Lyla, now pointing at Pearl Russel's spouce: someone only known as Anton. "Who's this?"
Lyla looked up at Lucy. There was a rather strange silence. Lex inserted his head closer, now pointing to their daughter, Lydia Russel, and her spouse, simply Lucas. "And there's grandma. Why don't any of their husbands have last names? Only dad does."
There was again more silence. Lyla spoke a bit cryptically, dodging both of their questions. "The point is, we're related to the Halliwells. Our common ancestors, the Warrens, were destined to eventually birth the Charmed Ones over the centuries."
"The Halliwell daughters were the first to take on that mantle. But since we're part of the Warren line, we have the potential to be the Charmed Ones as well."
"So basically-" Lucy interjected. "-as long as there's a pair of three siblings somewhere in the Warren line, they could be the Charmed Ones." Lyla nodded, anticipating the coming storm of intellectual probes. "Okay... so what about Laura, Grace, and Brianna?"
Lyla smiled. "They were the Charmed Ones. A long time ago. We've all tended to forget that."
"Alright." She now moved onto the other branch, the LeFleurs. "There are three siblings here too-"
Lyla cut her off, abruptly and conspicuously rolling up the family tree again. "The LeFleurs are another issue that we'll talk about later. Right now, I should probably tell you about The Seven."
"Yes, please babble about the people trying to kill us. Call me crazy, but that would help more than geneology right now."
Lyla shot her anothre glare. "First of all, they're not people." Lyla didn't stand up, merely reaching her arm behind the couch and carelessly throwing the family tree behind them. "They're demons. Denizens of the Underworld, who only want to kill the innocent and take over our world. See, the Halliwells were so close..." she accentuated the last two words by measuring out a centimeter with her fingers. "...to dwindling the demonic threat to nothing. They had defeated the Triad, the last great threat of the Underworld, and Piper's children were growing to be the most powerful magical sources in the world."
"But fairly recently, there was a disturbance. The Halliwells and I discovered that demons were banding together for a last ditch attempt to survive. We were arrogant enough to think that they would be no problem to defeat: and obviously, we were wrong."
"Honestly, I don't know what they did. But whatever they it was, it succeeded in killing the Halliwells."
Lex lifted his head from her shoulder. "Hey, by the way. What happened to their husbands and kids?"
Lyla didn't turn to face him. "Taken. The Seven took them all, except for Piper's daughter. Lex, I believe you met her." Lex's eyes widened. "Oh, she's safe. As for everyone else... they're still alive, but I don't know what the Seven has done to them."
She finally got up, and Lex briefly frowned at the loss of warmth. Lucy, used to knowing what Lex was feeling, automatically sat down in Lyla's place and let Lex lean on her. Lyla mustered the Book of Shadows, and turned to a certain place that she seemed quite familiar with. She gave the book to Lucy, who shared it with Lex. "We know that the Seven is made of seven elite demonic faction leaders."
Lucy gave an amazingly sarcastic eyebrow raise. "Seven demons. That's surprising."
"...Anyway, we still don't know who they all are. But the sisters and I wrote down all that we could figure out about them."
The first page was adorned with a title: "The Seven." Lucy turned the page, beholding an inken drawing of the intimidating woman who had just recently knocked her into the cabinet. "Amy. A powerful demon who is said to be the daughter of Zira. She is the leader of Zira's Sisterhood, an all-female demon organization that is adept in brutal en masse attacks. She has amazing strength, and the ability to erect a force-field of sorts that protects her from any harm. No known vanquish."
The next page depicted an elderly man, with a long flowing beard and deep set black eyes. He was dressed in a shimmering grey robe, and Lex was surprised to see a tall Death-like scythe in his hand. "Biblios. The leader of the Libris, demons whose job it is to prevent the knowledge of demons from spreading. He and the Libris control a vast information archive of history and science, which they hoard completely to themselves. This enclave of books lets them lend an extra lift of knowledge to the Seven."
Lucy flipped the page, and now they beheld a pale, slim man with translucent blonde hair and a simple white robe. His high cheeks and sickly look tended to remind Lex of an anorexic Skeletor. Two slight but beautiful women also dressed in white stood behind him, each holding a crystal ball. "Chrysle. A demon who, with his assistants, can instaneously receive visions and premonitions. He is the leader of Cassandra's Eyes, the demonic order of seers and oracles who collectively monitor the present, past, and future. He and his order tend to not participate in battle often, preferring to provide information to the rest of the Seven instead."
Lyla sighed. "That's all we got."
Lex shook his head, a bit panicked. "They're so powerful... Are we even safe? This Chrysle person could be watching us right now!"
"That, Lex, is what that blessing spell was for." Lyla smiled, obviously satisfied with herself. "The sisters and I wrote it, just in case. It'll protect us from any large-numbered demonic attacks. I'm pretty sure we'll be safe from the Seven themselves too." There was a sudden overpowering feeling of stasis: of sadness, of indolence. Lyla's smile dropped, seeing Lucy and Lex simply staring at the ground. "What's wrong?"
Lucy decided to respond, barely looking Lyla in the eye. "What's the point of all this? I mean, what can we do? This is... so pointless." she slowly shook her head. "So what? We're witches. They're demons. What the hell? How can you expect us to just take it like it's nothing?"
"Lucy, this is more important than everything. Including all your miniscule, unavailing, impudent sarcasm, and your even more miniscule life." Lucy was caught aghast at Lyla's sudden cutting tone. "This universe is held together by a cosmic balance between good and evil, and couldn't care less about ANY of our tiny, useless lives."
"But the scales are tipping. Evil is winning, and we-" Lyla punctuated the word by pointing at herself. "-are the only ones who can tip it back. So if you want to have the only cosmic opportunity to play `good guy,' then go along with it, and don't ask questions. Or if you want, keep up with the Little Miss Cynic asshole comments, and I'll do it alone."
Lex felt himself becoming scared, shrinking away from Lucy and into the couch. Lucy reached over, and held him a little tighter. She was obviously shocked as well, and took the next few moments to suspend a glare between herself and Lyla. "How dare you!"
"Are you even listening to what I'm-"
"Stop it!" Lyla and Lucy stopped their rabble. Lex had torn himself from Lucy, and was looking back and forth between both Lyla and Lucy. They both looked sympathetic, but only to Lex. "This is ridiculous! Ever since Lyla told us, all you two have been doing is taking shots at each other. Didn't the ghosts say that we have a bond? Something beyond brothers and sisters?" Lyla looked ashamed, but Lucy just seemed curious. Lex felt himself tearing up a little, but wiped his eyes before anything happened. "This isn't right..."
Lyla swallowed. She now came forward, sitting onto the couch with Lucy and Lex. There was an unsettled silence between the three of them, until Lex spoke again, his voice cracked and a little quiet. "Please... say this won't change anything between us."
Lucy looked up at Lyla, a bit helpless for once. Lyla smiled. "...never."
There was another silence, but it was more contemplative this time. Lucy reached over a little closer and stroked Lex's hair; Lyla patted Lucy's knee. It was moments like this they cherished.
"So what does this mean?" Lex finally asked.
Lyla sighed. "Well..." she began. "We'll probably be attacked by demons quite regularly, so stay on your toes. But hey; we have super powers!" she laughed, and even Lex and Lyla couldn't help but share in her enthusiasm. "Seriously! We need to practice our powers, hone our skills... and I have a little bit more experience with the first sisters, so I'll help you guys along. By the time we're done, we'll be helping the innocent and kicking ass."
Lucy laughed out loud from her sister's ridiculous rhetoric, and Lex joined her.They looked out the window in near perfect unison; the sun had slipped below the horizon, and night had taken over. The silence that hung over them was no longer one of sadness. This time, it was hope. It was wonder of something new. This would be the beginning of something big.
Thanks for getting this far!
Yes! Indeed, it is part II. And again... I am guilty of wriitng something then being incredibly lazy in uploading it. Sorry! Thank you for reading this story, and you would probably be happy to know that the boring "let's-get-to-know-the-characters" exposition part is now over. Character development? Who needs it! Haha, no, I'm joking, I love that stuff.
By the way, to make things slightly less confusing, along the course of the story I will upload a family tree and character profiles. Because I have a lot of fun being obsessive :D.
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