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Category:
1 through F › Charmed
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,429
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
Disclaimer: I do not own the fandoms and canon characters used. Only the original characters named, so far, are mine. I make no money from the making of this story. I only enjoyed writing it for the enjoyment of my readers.
Mirror Images
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Disclaimer: I do not own the fandoms and canon characters used. Only the original characters named, so far, are mine. I make no money from the making of this story. I only enjoyed writing it for the enjoyment of my readers.
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Fandom: Charmed.
Generation: Blessed.
Cameo: Supernatural: Dean, Sam, Missouri, John.
The Covenant: Reid Garwin, Pogue Perry, Tyler Simms, Caleb Danvers, and Aaron Abbott.
Blood Ties: Henry and Coreen.
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Rated: R (at the moment) for language.
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Note: The first story is for the first group...obviously. Though, the second group, the 'doubles' of Phoebe's children, will most likely come in at a later date.
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Summary: Each trio of Blessed Children seems to have a double out in the word, even if they aren't related, or even look identical. The phrase 'Evil Twin' was there for a reason, but these kids aren't evil. They are just Hunter-raised Witches. Winchester-style Raised Witches.
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Prologue:
Kyle was the eldest of them all, 25, born the same day as the Twice Blessed, the same time, the exact same moment. Missouri once called her the female equivalent of him, not that Kyle liked that any. She had heard of the 'curse' put on their style Witch, their particular Covenant style Witch. It was about a century before the birth of Melinda Warren that it happened. The Five Families of Ipswich, the Sons as they are called today, put it upon them when one of their sons was mistaken for a demon and vanquished. Kyle was from one of the Old English Covens, one that seperated from the Ipswich Covenant when all they started to have was one son per family, the rest were daughters.
Lindsay was the next up at 22, born the same day as Chris Halliwell, but three hours later. Her family was originally from Ipswich, having moved to NYC when it was founded. Lindsay had a brother, elder, who had the Power. He was also vanquished by a Halliwell, not that Prue Halliwell remembered that. The Cleaners wiped it from her mind and let things go on as planned. Lindsay held no hard feelings against the Halliwells, especially when her brother turned up to be her White Lighter. Yeah, Lindsay is Kyle's little sister, but the sore subject is that their brother was Kyle's twin, Kerry. Lindsay is straight Wiccan, like the Halliwells and Warren line, but Kyle is both from the Coven of Power and a Wiccan, which is a pain but it works...kinda.
Then there is Marty, at 20. Call him Marton. Daddy's little dalliance as their mother called him, but Lindsay and Kyle love their brother to pieces. Marton is both Coven and Wiccan like Kyle. And he gets along rather well with Kerry when he comes by. Once an Elder stopped by to tell Kerry to stop associating with those of the Coven of Silence and Kerry told the Elder off, telling Gideon that he'd associate with his siblings if he damn well felt like it. Kerry laughed and actually did a dance of joy when he heard what Leo had done. And when Marton was 7, Lindsay at 9, and Kyle at 12, their mother had had enough and abandoned them in the woods near where her brother John was 'hunting' with his boys.
And that is where this story starts for Kyle, Lindsay, and Marton, when John Winchester, along with 14 year old Dean and 10 year old Sam, found them, sitting in a circle of Power, created by the three young Witches.
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Chapter One: 'Holy Hannah':
Kyle could feel the cold, having wrapped her heavy coat around her younger siblings, but refused to show it. She absolutely refused to tremble. Or shiver, or anything. She just stood there behind Linds and Marty, towering over them since they were sitting. The three children had been taken from their beds, each had a backpack packed, then were packed in the car, driven a long long ways, and abandoned in a demon infested forest. Yeah, their so called Mother had said that their Uncle was hunting there with their cousins, but Kyle didn't really care all that much. All she cared about was making sure that her siblings even survived the night. The one thing that sucked was that their 'mother' had packed them clothes, but no food or water of any kind. Not even a mint or stick of gum. Hence the sucky-ness.
Kyle's head whipped to the side when she heard a sound, footsteps and voices. She didn't want to take chances, so she made Marty and Linds form a circle with her, their belongings in the center. Kyle's eyes bled black after a flicker of flame, the pre-teen raising her hands, one to her brother and the other to her sister. Marty's eyes bled black as well, laying a raised hand palm to palm with Kyle, then waited for Lindsay. Lindsay took a breath, a wind picking up around them. She laid a hand palm to palm with Marty and her sister.
We ask the goddess of the Earth, They chanted, not knowing that the approaching people heard them, and we ask the God in Heaven. We ask you, Mother Earth and Father Heaven to protect us.
John Winchester looked over to his sons. Witches, He thought to himself, knowing the voices sounded deadly familiar.
"Oh god..." He said softly.
The demon that they had been hunting was making a break for the young Witches and made a choice. Dean and Sam followed their father when he ran toward the chanting little voices.
"Dad..." Dean panted, yelling over the voices and the wind, "what's going on?"
John didn't stop or turn to Dean, just answered him, his eyes on his target.
"The demon's going after the Witches!" He yelled back.
We ask the goddess of the Earth and we ask the God in Heaven. We ask you, Mother Earth and Father Heaven, protect us! The chanting voices were screaming now.
John stopped in his tracks when he saw the three young Witches. It was them, his sister's children. He had only JUST heard that Marty wasn't biologically Maria's, always sensing the woman's seeming disdain for the child.
"Get in their circle!" He yelled to Dean and Sam, "NOW!"
Before Dean and Sam could move, they dissolved into blue/white orbs, reappearing in the center of the circle, still standing. John looked to his side to see a pre-teen young man smiling up at him.
"Sorry that I'm late, Uncle John," Kerry yelled over the wind and voices, "cover them with the shotgun, I've got the demon."
John put his hand on the young White Lighter's shoulder.
"He'll kill you, Kerry!"
Kerry smiled grimly at his uncle.
"You can't kill what's already dead!"
Kerry walked toward the demon, who was advancing on his brother, his sisters, and his cousins. He let loose volley after volley of something that closely resembled Sith Lightning, as Dean was mentally calling it. Kerry was calling insults, rather vulgar, crude and dirty ones, to the demon, trying to get it to come after him, hoping that his Uncle John would get it before the demon DID try to shred him.
"DAD!" Sam screamed when the demon jumped at them.
John was about to have a train-wreck moment, just watching as the demon bounced off a clear blue shield that formed around the five children. A tall blonde pre-teen walked out of the tree line, his hand raised toward the five, a look of concentration on his face. A younger looking young man, looked about the same age as Lindsay, walked out with him, holding his brother's hand, a little girl holding his other.
"Get the demon!" The middle boy yelled to John, knocking the eldest Winchester into action.
John raised the shot gun, unloading shot after shot into it, giving the blond young man time to get to Dean, Sam, Kyle, Lindsay, and Marton. When the shield dropped, all hell broke loose, if it hadn't already. Marton collapsed into the arms of the middle child, the little girl helping Lindsay to her feet. But Kyle...She stood up and stood before the other two's brother, the two just staring at each other before they nodded. The boy turned, a...HUGE EFFING SWORD appearing in his hand. Kyle smirked and a weapon that looked like it popped out of Buffy had appeared in her hand. Kyle and the boy turned to each other, both smiling. John called to them, but couldn't stop them as they rushed the demon. He smirked, though, when they caught him off-guard, Kyle going high, while the boy went low.
"That's my girl," He whispered as Kyle sliced the demon's head off with a triumphant cheer, putting the spiked end of her weapon into it's heart.
The demon fell to the ground in pieces, Kyle and the boy staring at each other, panting.
"That was so cool!!!!" Marty cheered, then looked at John, "did you see that, Uncle John? Kyle went high, while Wyatt went low..."
Everyone turned to Marty, who was currently looking rather sheepish.
"Did I mention that my first Wiccan power was foresight?" Then Marty smiled brightly, "plus, who WOULDN'T know the Twice Blessed Child? Both of them?"
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How's that, guys? Reviews are much appreciated and flames are not. Flame me and I'll sic Azazel on you!
Disclaimer: I do not own the fandoms and canon characters used. Only the original characters named, so far, are mine. I make no money from the making of this story. I only enjoyed writing it for the enjoyment of my readers.
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Fandom: Charmed.
Generation: Blessed.
Cameo: Supernatural: Dean, Sam, Missouri, John.
The Covenant: Reid Garwin, Pogue Perry, Tyler Simms, Caleb Danvers, and Aaron Abbott.
Blood Ties: Henry and Coreen.
............
Rated: R (at the moment) for language.
............
Note: The first story is for the first group...obviously. Though, the second group, the 'doubles' of Phoebe's children, will most likely come in at a later date.
............
Summary: Each trio of Blessed Children seems to have a double out in the word, even if they aren't related, or even look identical. The phrase 'Evil Twin' was there for a reason, but these kids aren't evil. They are just Hunter-raised Witches. Winchester-style Raised Witches.
............
Prologue:
Kyle was the eldest of them all, 25, born the same day as the Twice Blessed, the same time, the exact same moment. Missouri once called her the female equivalent of him, not that Kyle liked that any. She had heard of the 'curse' put on their style Witch, their particular Covenant style Witch. It was about a century before the birth of Melinda Warren that it happened. The Five Families of Ipswich, the Sons as they are called today, put it upon them when one of their sons was mistaken for a demon and vanquished. Kyle was from one of the Old English Covens, one that seperated from the Ipswich Covenant when all they started to have was one son per family, the rest were daughters.
Lindsay was the next up at 22, born the same day as Chris Halliwell, but three hours later. Her family was originally from Ipswich, having moved to NYC when it was founded. Lindsay had a brother, elder, who had the Power. He was also vanquished by a Halliwell, not that Prue Halliwell remembered that. The Cleaners wiped it from her mind and let things go on as planned. Lindsay held no hard feelings against the Halliwells, especially when her brother turned up to be her White Lighter. Yeah, Lindsay is Kyle's little sister, but the sore subject is that their brother was Kyle's twin, Kerry. Lindsay is straight Wiccan, like the Halliwells and Warren line, but Kyle is both from the Coven of Power and a Wiccan, which is a pain but it works...kinda.
Then there is Marty, at 20. Call him Marton. Daddy's little dalliance as their mother called him, but Lindsay and Kyle love their brother to pieces. Marton is both Coven and Wiccan like Kyle. And he gets along rather well with Kerry when he comes by. Once an Elder stopped by to tell Kerry to stop associating with those of the Coven of Silence and Kerry told the Elder off, telling Gideon that he'd associate with his siblings if he damn well felt like it. Kerry laughed and actually did a dance of joy when he heard what Leo had done. And when Marton was 7, Lindsay at 9, and Kyle at 12, their mother had had enough and abandoned them in the woods near where her brother John was 'hunting' with his boys.
And that is where this story starts for Kyle, Lindsay, and Marton, when John Winchester, along with 14 year old Dean and 10 year old Sam, found them, sitting in a circle of Power, created by the three young Witches.
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Chapter One: 'Holy Hannah':
Kyle could feel the cold, having wrapped her heavy coat around her younger siblings, but refused to show it. She absolutely refused to tremble. Or shiver, or anything. She just stood there behind Linds and Marty, towering over them since they were sitting. The three children had been taken from their beds, each had a backpack packed, then were packed in the car, driven a long long ways, and abandoned in a demon infested forest. Yeah, their so called Mother had said that their Uncle was hunting there with their cousins, but Kyle didn't really care all that much. All she cared about was making sure that her siblings even survived the night. The one thing that sucked was that their 'mother' had packed them clothes, but no food or water of any kind. Not even a mint or stick of gum. Hence the sucky-ness.
Kyle's head whipped to the side when she heard a sound, footsteps and voices. She didn't want to take chances, so she made Marty and Linds form a circle with her, their belongings in the center. Kyle's eyes bled black after a flicker of flame, the pre-teen raising her hands, one to her brother and the other to her sister. Marty's eyes bled black as well, laying a raised hand palm to palm with Kyle, then waited for Lindsay. Lindsay took a breath, a wind picking up around them. She laid a hand palm to palm with Marty and her sister.
We ask the goddess of the Earth, They chanted, not knowing that the approaching people heard them, and we ask the God in Heaven. We ask you, Mother Earth and Father Heaven to protect us.
John Winchester looked over to his sons. Witches, He thought to himself, knowing the voices sounded deadly familiar.
"Oh god..." He said softly.
The demon that they had been hunting was making a break for the young Witches and made a choice. Dean and Sam followed their father when he ran toward the chanting little voices.
"Dad..." Dean panted, yelling over the voices and the wind, "what's going on?"
John didn't stop or turn to Dean, just answered him, his eyes on his target.
"The demon's going after the Witches!" He yelled back.
We ask the goddess of the Earth and we ask the God in Heaven. We ask you, Mother Earth and Father Heaven, protect us! The chanting voices were screaming now.
John stopped in his tracks when he saw the three young Witches. It was them, his sister's children. He had only JUST heard that Marty wasn't biologically Maria's, always sensing the woman's seeming disdain for the child.
"Get in their circle!" He yelled to Dean and Sam, "NOW!"
Before Dean and Sam could move, they dissolved into blue/white orbs, reappearing in the center of the circle, still standing. John looked to his side to see a pre-teen young man smiling up at him.
"Sorry that I'm late, Uncle John," Kerry yelled over the wind and voices, "cover them with the shotgun, I've got the demon."
John put his hand on the young White Lighter's shoulder.
"He'll kill you, Kerry!"
Kerry smiled grimly at his uncle.
"You can't kill what's already dead!"
Kerry walked toward the demon, who was advancing on his brother, his sisters, and his cousins. He let loose volley after volley of something that closely resembled Sith Lightning, as Dean was mentally calling it. Kerry was calling insults, rather vulgar, crude and dirty ones, to the demon, trying to get it to come after him, hoping that his Uncle John would get it before the demon DID try to shred him.
"DAD!" Sam screamed when the demon jumped at them.
John was about to have a train-wreck moment, just watching as the demon bounced off a clear blue shield that formed around the five children. A tall blonde pre-teen walked out of the tree line, his hand raised toward the five, a look of concentration on his face. A younger looking young man, looked about the same age as Lindsay, walked out with him, holding his brother's hand, a little girl holding his other.
"Get the demon!" The middle boy yelled to John, knocking the eldest Winchester into action.
John raised the shot gun, unloading shot after shot into it, giving the blond young man time to get to Dean, Sam, Kyle, Lindsay, and Marton. When the shield dropped, all hell broke loose, if it hadn't already. Marton collapsed into the arms of the middle child, the little girl helping Lindsay to her feet. But Kyle...She stood up and stood before the other two's brother, the two just staring at each other before they nodded. The boy turned, a...HUGE EFFING SWORD appearing in his hand. Kyle smirked and a weapon that looked like it popped out of Buffy had appeared in her hand. Kyle and the boy turned to each other, both smiling. John called to them, but couldn't stop them as they rushed the demon. He smirked, though, when they caught him off-guard, Kyle going high, while the boy went low.
"That's my girl," He whispered as Kyle sliced the demon's head off with a triumphant cheer, putting the spiked end of her weapon into it's heart.
The demon fell to the ground in pieces, Kyle and the boy staring at each other, panting.
"That was so cool!!!!" Marty cheered, then looked at John, "did you see that, Uncle John? Kyle went high, while Wyatt went low..."
Everyone turned to Marty, who was currently looking rather sheepish.
"Did I mention that my first Wiccan power was foresight?" Then Marty smiled brightly, "plus, who WOULDN'T know the Twice Blessed Child? Both of them?"
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How's that, guys? Reviews are much appreciated and flames are not. Flame me and I'll sic Azazel on you!