The Chosen
Time is all around
Wiccan Slayage
Four years ago Buffy Summers changed the line of Slayers. She hoped her life would become normal again...yeah, right.
When Willow Rosenberg learns about three witches called the Charmed Ones, she sets off to San Francisco to find them. Traveling cross country from Pennsylvania, she takes trains, planes, and a truck to reach her Wiccan sisters. Once there, she discovers a plot is brewing to destroy the Charmed Ones--and herself. Now the four girls need to enlist all the help they can get to stop the Old Ones from returning. Holly Marie Combs, Rose McGowan, and Alyssa Milano from Charmed star alongside Alyson Hannigan, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Anthony Steward Head, and Eliza Dushku from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Premieres tonight at 8/7 central with a two part series premiere.
Promotional Posters--Credit to Nerf at Charmed: The Prophecy
A Wiccanish Gathering, 1 and 2
Demons and Coffee
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Episode 1.01 - A Wiccanish Gathering - Part One
Willow Rosenberg's head jerked as she heard the train's whistle blow a sharp, long, annoying noise. She quickly came to her senses and shook off her weariness. She leaned over, picked up her bags, and stood up. She looked out the window before she stepped away from her seat. It was beautiful. She could perfectly see the Golden Gate Bridge glistening. The water from the Bay below it shined like a million magic sprinkles. Willow could almost feel her eyes twinkle. Just before she got knocked over by the other bustling passengers, that is.
Piper Halliwell felt as chirpy as a song bird when she had woken up earlier that morning. But now, not so much. Her eyes had somehow formed small bags and now she was sort of angry. She still had to go to P3 to get interviewed to see if her club had the potential to become a franchise, and she probably wouldn't seal the deal if it looked like she had two extra large Reynolds under her eyes. She sighed wearily as her sister, Phoebe Halliwell, came trotting into the living room. She plopped down on the couch and looked at Piper merrily. Piper gave her a dirty look and got up and walked away. Phoebe set a puzzled look on her face before shrugging and turning on the TV to watch the six o'clock news.
Willow was now feeling very alone as the bus she had taken from the train departed. She was cold, it was getting dark, and last of all, she had been a victim of being mugged. So without her fuzzy brown purse that had most of her witchy ingrediants, she felt vulnerable, too. Wow, my first day in San Fran and I become Mugged-Woman. I can just imagine myself being on E! channel...well not really. Willow set off to try to conquer the long walk that was enthralled before her: the Golden Gate Bridge sidewalk.
Panic arose in Paige Matthew's head as she was blasted back onto her new couch by the newest horned demon of the week. It seemed like there always was at least one demon of the week, which actually just frustrated her because that meant she usually landed and broke the new furnature. Hissing, Paige got up and shot the demon a dirty look before shooting out her hand. Suddenly, blue sprinkles emitted from the demon's heart. The demon's horns suddenly burst into flames, and his black, wrinkly skin seemed to evaporate. His blood had boiled, she realized, as small growths appeared and popped everywhere on his body. Paige instinctively orbed behind her new sofa and heard a large explosion, followed by splats occuring everywhere. She got up from behind her shield and took note that she now needed a new lamp, new curtains, and a new big screen plasma HD TV which were now all covered in a sickly green goo. Just then, her husband, Henry Mitchell walked through the door, followed by two littler girls that looked around five. They looked at the mess and started giggling. "Mommy blew up a demon!" they chimed in unison. Paige smiled.
Piper got home around ten that night and just as she walked in and shut the door she heard a faint knock. She spun around and opened the door to find a young redheaded woman standing on their porch, wearing a dark brown leather jacket and faded denim jeans. Piper tilted her head. The redhead said, "Piper Halliwell? We have a lot to talk about."
Episode 1.02 - A Wiccanish Gathering - Part Two
The Halliwell Manor. It looks like early morning, as it seems the sun is rising and the air is getting warmer. We can see flowers bloom and suddenly hear the songs of birds. It was a beautiful morning. Inside, something even more beautiful was happening, an amazing friendship between Willow Rosenberg and Piper Halliwell was forming. Inside, the two witches were sitting in the living room, Willow occupying the chouch and Piper staking claims on the recliner. Willow was speaking, "And so we closed the Hellmouth. There was an army of Slayers. So far we have about two-thousand Slayer's in working mode. We are losing few everyday. Now I know what you're thinking, 'Why is she here, she doesn't need our help,' but in fact, Scooby Operations is in desperate need. Our main Slayer, Buffy, has a feeling that another apocalypse is coming. Although I can sense it too, it seems quite far off. But when a Slayer has a feeling, don't doubt it. Especially when she's feeling apocalypsy." Piper stared blankly at the redhead. She was either confused or taking everything in. By the way she talked, Willow had a feeling that Piper was just taking everything in. Piper said, "So, you mean there is an army of vampire killing girls that have been organised into a major apocalyptic fighting team?" Willow nodded. Piper grinned and shook her head.
Willow was back on the train in a few hours. She was told to call Piper when she arrived back in New Zealand so Paige could orb her and her other sister, Phoebe, to meet Buffy. Willow was half excited, half nervous. She wasn't quite sure how Buffy would respond to Piper or how Willow herself would respond to Paige and Phoebe. She knew the basic backstory about Paige, though. Adopted. Prue's funeral. Charmed One. She kind of wondered how Piper and Phoebe could snap into big sister mode that fast, especially after their own big sister died. Willow suddenly was glad she was an only child. Hopefully, only two family funerals to attend to in the rest of her life. Well, three if you count her Aunt Shelley. Willow's cell suddenly buzzed in her pocket. She reached down and snatched it from its home. She opened it up and clicked the talk button. "Hello?" she said. She paused for a few moments, listening. "Oh, goddess. I'll be there in a second." Willow tossed her phone in her bag and stood up. She pulled on one of the handled strings above her head, which apparently didn't work as after she tugged it fell and coiled on top of her head. She forced it off and looked around hastily. Emergency brake! She scooted out of her aisle and ran to the back of the train. Quickly, she pulled on the brake. No joy. She looked back. No one was watching. "Exodus el lockum!" A sparkle of green and a flash of yellow swiftly shimmered to the large lever. It coated it in a thick blanket of magick, and almost as if possessing it, the lever swung down and the train came to an abrupt stop. She fell back and landed hard, but soon she recovered and was out the train's exit.
Piper Halliwell was flung backwards from the landing into her grandfather clock just as she had realized she should have ducked. She thunked to the ground and felt the clock's hands land on her back. The cold metal kind of felt good on her skin--she was in a white tank top--after you get blasted with an explosion of fire and heat. But they also made her back sizzle, and she didn't particularly enjoy that. She rolled over, trying to get them off. They were stuck to her skin. Involuntarily, her instincts made her roll to the right just as another explosion headed her way. It grazed her skin slightly and the two hands popped off. Piper sighed, losing herself in relief. And then the front door bolted open to reveal a weary Willow Rosenberg holding up a cross to the demon. Willow glanced at Piper, noticing she was down and injured. Willow frowned and looked back at the demon, who now was not by the landing, but right up to her face. The demon slapped the cross away from her hand, sending it skittering outside, and picked her up by the throat. He slammed her against the wall. Still holding her neck, the demon shoved just a little harder and formed a crack in the wall. Willow started to turn a pale blue. She was losing oxygen, and fast. Willow kicked at the demon with no luck. Quickly she glanced at Piper for help, who wasn't on the floor anymore. Willow was confused, until she saw the long end of a cross protruding from the demon's chest. It wasn't there earlier. And Willow certainly didn't put it there. The demon dropped Willow to the floor and blew up in a shimmery blue light. Willow looked up at Piper. "I appreciated that. It was swell of you." Piper smiled and said, "That's how we handle 'em here in San Fran."
Later that night, Piper and Willow were gathered around the kitchen table sipping tea and nibbling at chocolate cake. Willow had called Buffy and told her she would be staying in the Bay for a few more days, just in case any other non nifty things happened. Piper had introduced Paige and Phoebe to Willow when they got home for their usual dinners together. Paige left about an hour later to go back to her marriage. Willow had liked the girls, at least that's what Piper had decided from Willow's reaction to her sisters. She seemed almost enthusiastic, actually. I'll look into that later, Piper thought. But now, after demons and near death, they were there. Having tea and eating cake, talking about witchy ways and incantations and the Book of Shadows. Willow was intrigued, but Piper had told her to stay clear until the Book got used to her. Willow smiled, "Well, I've never met a book I didn't like."
Please enjoy. 😀
Four years ago Buffy Summers changed the line of Slayers. She hoped her life would become normal again...yeah, right.
When Willow Rosenberg learns about three witches called the Charmed Ones, she sets off to San Francisco to find them. Traveling cross country from Pennsylvania, she takes trains, planes, and a truck to reach her Wiccan sisters. Once there, she discovers a plot is brewing to destroy the Charmed Ones--and herself. Now the four girls need to enlist all the help they can get to stop the Old Ones from returning. Holly Marie Combs, Rose McGowan, and Alyssa Milano from Charmed star alongside Alyson Hannigan, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Anthony Steward Head, and Eliza Dushku from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Premieres tonight at 8/7 central with a two part series premiere.
Promotional Posters--Credit to Nerf at Charmed: The Prophecy
A Wiccanish Gathering, 1 and 2
Demons and Coffee
Thread one starts right now!
Edit:
Episode 1.01 - A Wiccanish Gathering - Part One
Willow Rosenberg's head jerked as she heard the train's whistle blow a sharp, long, annoying noise. She quickly came to her senses and shook off her weariness. She leaned over, picked up her bags, and stood up. She looked out the window before she stepped away from her seat. It was beautiful. She could perfectly see the Golden Gate Bridge glistening. The water from the Bay below it shined like a million magic sprinkles. Willow could almost feel her eyes twinkle. Just before she got knocked over by the other bustling passengers, that is.
Piper Halliwell felt as chirpy as a song bird when she had woken up earlier that morning. But now, not so much. Her eyes had somehow formed small bags and now she was sort of angry. She still had to go to P3 to get interviewed to see if her club had the potential to become a franchise, and she probably wouldn't seal the deal if it looked like she had two extra large Reynolds under her eyes. She sighed wearily as her sister, Phoebe Halliwell, came trotting into the living room. She plopped down on the couch and looked at Piper merrily. Piper gave her a dirty look and got up and walked away. Phoebe set a puzzled look on her face before shrugging and turning on the TV to watch the six o'clock news.
Willow was now feeling very alone as the bus she had taken from the train departed. She was cold, it was getting dark, and last of all, she had been a victim of being mugged. So without her fuzzy brown purse that had most of her witchy ingrediants, she felt vulnerable, too. Wow, my first day in San Fran and I become Mugged-Woman. I can just imagine myself being on E! channel...well not really. Willow set off to try to conquer the long walk that was enthralled before her: the Golden Gate Bridge sidewalk.
Panic arose in Paige Matthew's head as she was blasted back onto her new couch by the newest horned demon of the week. It seemed like there always was at least one demon of the week, which actually just frustrated her because that meant she usually landed and broke the new furnature. Hissing, Paige got up and shot the demon a dirty look before shooting out her hand. Suddenly, blue sprinkles emitted from the demon's heart. The demon's horns suddenly burst into flames, and his black, wrinkly skin seemed to evaporate. His blood had boiled, she realized, as small growths appeared and popped everywhere on his body. Paige instinctively orbed behind her new sofa and heard a large explosion, followed by splats occuring everywhere. She got up from behind her shield and took note that she now needed a new lamp, new curtains, and a new big screen plasma HD TV which were now all covered in a sickly green goo. Just then, her husband, Henry Mitchell walked through the door, followed by two littler girls that looked around five. They looked at the mess and started giggling. "Mommy blew up a demon!" they chimed in unison. Paige smiled.
Piper got home around ten that night and just as she walked in and shut the door she heard a faint knock. She spun around and opened the door to find a young redheaded woman standing on their porch, wearing a dark brown leather jacket and faded denim jeans. Piper tilted her head. The redhead said, "Piper Halliwell? We have a lot to talk about."
Episode 1.02 - A Wiccanish Gathering - Part Two
The Halliwell Manor. It looks like early morning, as it seems the sun is rising and the air is getting warmer. We can see flowers bloom and suddenly hear the songs of birds. It was a beautiful morning. Inside, something even more beautiful was happening, an amazing friendship between Willow Rosenberg and Piper Halliwell was forming. Inside, the two witches were sitting in the living room, Willow occupying the chouch and Piper staking claims on the recliner. Willow was speaking, "And so we closed the Hellmouth. There was an army of Slayers. So far we have about two-thousand Slayer's in working mode. We are losing few everyday. Now I know what you're thinking, 'Why is she here, she doesn't need our help,' but in fact, Scooby Operations is in desperate need. Our main Slayer, Buffy, has a feeling that another apocalypse is coming. Although I can sense it too, it seems quite far off. But when a Slayer has a feeling, don't doubt it. Especially when she's feeling apocalypsy." Piper stared blankly at the redhead. She was either confused or taking everything in. By the way she talked, Willow had a feeling that Piper was just taking everything in. Piper said, "So, you mean there is an army of vampire killing girls that have been organised into a major apocalyptic fighting team?" Willow nodded. Piper grinned and shook her head.
Willow was back on the train in a few hours. She was told to call Piper when she arrived back in New Zealand so Paige could orb her and her other sister, Phoebe, to meet Buffy. Willow was half excited, half nervous. She wasn't quite sure how Buffy would respond to Piper or how Willow herself would respond to Paige and Phoebe. She knew the basic backstory about Paige, though. Adopted. Prue's funeral. Charmed One. She kind of wondered how Piper and Phoebe could snap into big sister mode that fast, especially after their own big sister died. Willow suddenly was glad she was an only child. Hopefully, only two family funerals to attend to in the rest of her life. Well, three if you count her Aunt Shelley. Willow's cell suddenly buzzed in her pocket. She reached down and snatched it from its home. She opened it up and clicked the talk button. "Hello?" she said. She paused for a few moments, listening. "Oh, goddess. I'll be there in a second." Willow tossed her phone in her bag and stood up. She pulled on one of the handled strings above her head, which apparently didn't work as after she tugged it fell and coiled on top of her head. She forced it off and looked around hastily. Emergency brake! She scooted out of her aisle and ran to the back of the train. Quickly, she pulled on the brake. No joy. She looked back. No one was watching. "Exodus el lockum!" A sparkle of green and a flash of yellow swiftly shimmered to the large lever. It coated it in a thick blanket of magick, and almost as if possessing it, the lever swung down and the train came to an abrupt stop. She fell back and landed hard, but soon she recovered and was out the train's exit.
Piper Halliwell was flung backwards from the landing into her grandfather clock just as she had realized she should have ducked. She thunked to the ground and felt the clock's hands land on her back. The cold metal kind of felt good on her skin--she was in a white tank top--after you get blasted with an explosion of fire and heat. But they also made her back sizzle, and she didn't particularly enjoy that. She rolled over, trying to get them off. They were stuck to her skin. Involuntarily, her instincts made her roll to the right just as another explosion headed her way. It grazed her skin slightly and the two hands popped off. Piper sighed, losing herself in relief. And then the front door bolted open to reveal a weary Willow Rosenberg holding up a cross to the demon. Willow glanced at Piper, noticing she was down and injured. Willow frowned and looked back at the demon, who now was not by the landing, but right up to her face. The demon slapped the cross away from her hand, sending it skittering outside, and picked her up by the throat. He slammed her against the wall. Still holding her neck, the demon shoved just a little harder and formed a crack in the wall. Willow started to turn a pale blue. She was losing oxygen, and fast. Willow kicked at the demon with no luck. Quickly she glanced at Piper for help, who wasn't on the floor anymore. Willow was confused, until she saw the long end of a cross protruding from the demon's chest. It wasn't there earlier. And Willow certainly didn't put it there. The demon dropped Willow to the floor and blew up in a shimmery blue light. Willow looked up at Piper. "I appreciated that. It was swell of you." Piper smiled and said, "That's how we handle 'em here in San Fran."
Later that night, Piper and Willow were gathered around the kitchen table sipping tea and nibbling at chocolate cake. Willow had called Buffy and told her she would be staying in the Bay for a few more days, just in case any other non nifty things happened. Piper had introduced Paige and Phoebe to Willow when they got home for their usual dinners together. Paige left about an hour later to go back to her marriage. Willow had liked the girls, at least that's what Piper had decided from Willow's reaction to her sisters. She seemed almost enthusiastic, actually. I'll look into that later, Piper thought. But now, after demons and near death, they were there. Having tea and eating cake, talking about witchy ways and incantations and the Book of Shadows. Willow was intrigued, but Piper had told her to stay clear until the Book got used to her. Willow smiled, "Well, I've never met a book I didn't like."
Please enjoy. 😀
Faith Rose
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