Please Sister [Savannah]

[sasha patty halliwell]

For the last few days, the idea that her sister was evil and was out killing played on Sasha's mind. Now she was contemplating on ways of helping her sister through the rough time she was going through. No matter what, they were sisters, and they stuck together. If worst came to worst...Sasha would just have to accept it and join them. But would Chris and the other let her, was she just the weakling?

Being one of the youngest..always the weakest. That was something that also annoyed her. Being the shortest, being one of the youngest - you were damn straight weak. Well Sasha was going to prove she was powerful. She was going to bring her sister back to the cause, one way or another. "Screw the Elders...forget their greater good. I'm going to do things my way.." She dropped the potion down onto the floor under her and was engulfed by the smoke.

And then she appeared, in the conservatory of the Halliwell Manor. Where her mother..and her sisters had lived - that was now overrun by the "Evil Charmed Ones". Pft, Charmed Ones? All the Warren Witches had Warren Magic..or "Charmed Magic" within them. Why should them four be the special ones? It was time they got took down a peg or two. Sasha was just the one to do it. She had spent days trying to come up with the perfect, no personal gain spell to bring her sister back, but maybe it was just talk that needed to be done?

And so she glanced around, and upon seeing nobody there, she sighed. "Savannah?!" She called out, walking around slowly. Deciding it best to try again, she did. "Savannah I know you can hear me, get your ass here now!" She crossed her arms and awaited for her sister to arrive.

[savannah penny halliwell]

Savannah smiled as she was pulled back into the bedroom by her latest victim. Although victim probably wasn’t the right word to describe this guy with the treatment he was getting. They had met each other yesterday at p3 and sparks flew. They were on their way to his place after a night of partying. It was pretty early, just 7 am. About the hour normal people would get up for work. The last thing she had on her mind though was working. She would never have to do that in her life. Savannah had everything her heart desired. People were bowing down for her, she had all the money she wanted, she just had to wave her hand and it was there. Yeah she should have chosen this path so much sooner.

The smile was quickly replaced by a frown though as she heard the voice in her head. She hadn’t heard it ever since their encounter the other day. Savannah’s wounds still hadn’t healed completely. She had a few bruises all over her body and an open wound that was slowly starting to close on her arm. She wasn’t sure if she wanted another one of those sessions. Her sister seemed determent though and continued to yell for her. A groan escaped the brunette’s lips and she kissed the guy one more time before pushing him of her and getting up walking out of the room, ignoring the protests. “Sorry babe!” She called back rolling her eyes. The minute she was out of the room and out of his sight she orbed out and found herself looking at her sisters back. “You know this better be important.” She snapped annoyed.

Taking a deep breath she sat down on the table crossing one of her legs over the other. “Looking for another ping pong match? Cause Annie isn’t here to help you today.” She said venom still clearly there in her voice.

[sasha patty halliwell]

Sasha turned around to the voice of her sister, a frown upon her face when she said, looking for another ping pong match? Cause Annie isn't here to help you today Her frown turned into a smile though. Giving a faint laugh, Sasha shook her head. "I could kick your ass anyday Savannah, you know that right?" She began walking around, trailing her finger along various objects.

"I don't need anybodies help to take you down. If you really must know why I'm here, I've decided to try the "beg" option. So here goes. Oh Savannah please come back to the good side of the force, your not mean't to be evil, it just isn't right, blah blah blah." Sasha rolled her eyes and bit her bottom lip. If that option actually worked, maybe this whole good v evil thing was going to be a fluke afterall.

Now she just had to come up with, or try to remember some of the spells she had created to turn ..or purify Savannah's heart. "Seriously, don't you know what your doing? Just stop it and come home" True Sasha was ready to fight her sister, but she wanted to try the easy way out first. Then that fear of the other three lurking around, ready to attack her filled her mind. She was on the brink of orbing away whilst she still could when she remembered the reason she had come to the Manor in the first place.

"I just came to get the Book anyway.." Surely there must be something in that big old book of magical knowledge that could help her. It had been passed down for years, surely one of their aunts or ancestors would of come up with something.

[savannah penny halliwell]

Savannah raised an eyebrow at her sisters laugh. “Actually I didn’t, how about we test that little theory of you right here and now, I’m up for it.” She grinned keeping her eyes on the younger girl as she walked around the room. She tried to hold back a laugh at her sisters weak attempt to try and sway her back to her side, the ‘good’ side. She shook her head some and decided to speak up. “Sasha .. you know this reminds me of something I heard the other day.” She looked out the window for a second before turning her attention back to her other half. “There are no sides honey, it’s all about power it’s as simple as that.” She raised her hand for a second making her sister float a few inches from the ground. “Whoever has the most power wins.”

She actually did laugh when she heard her thoughts about fighting her. “You’re kidding right, I’m sorry honey but in a match with just you and me.. you’re dead babe.” She narrowed her eyes some as she mentioned the book. “And why dear sister would you need the book if you don’t mind me asking?” She asked curiously. If it were up to the brunette she wasn’t getting it.

[sasha patty halliwell]

Sasha shrugged. "I wouldn't mind knocking you on your ass." She rolled her eyes at the "it's all about power". "You and I know that's bull" Sasha glanced down for a split second as she was levitated up into the air. "Wow, a few inches off the ground.." Concentrating on behind Savannah, Sasha's body dispersed into blue and white lights, orbing behind her.

"I have my reasons for wanting the Book. Well it has to go to use doesn't it? I mean..none of you four can touch it" She smirked and checked her nails. "Let's cut the crap anyway...even though this isn't the battle that we're mean't to have. No no, I know that when we fight, it'll be big..and we'll both be serious, this'll just be a warm-up match" Sasha stepped back a bit and slipped her hand down into her sock.

Then, she removed an athame and stood back up to her full height. "I like playing games. Let's play pass the athame" Sasha twirled the athame before gripping it tight. "Ready, sister dearest?"

[savannah penny halliwell]

Savannah sighed a bit as she watched her sister being evoloped in blue and white orbs. Predicting what she would do she turned around shaking her head some. “You need to be more original Sash.” She told her. She got a bit annoyed as her younger sister reminded her of what she had lost. She wasn’t able to touch the book of shadows ever since she had chosen this path. It pissed her off because that book was her birth right. It was supposed to be passed on to the children, but apparently that didn’t include the evil ones.

Her mood was quickly lifted again though as her sister mentioned a fight. She was always up for a fight, especially with her sister. It was a good way of practising, after all, her sister was like a second version of her in a lot of ways. Only since recently Savannah had a little advantage, she could read minds. This meant that as soon as Sasha would decide to make a certain move, She would know and be able to do something to counter the attack. Gripping her own atheme tighter she crouched down a bit. “Bring it sis.” She said. She tried to focus as much as possible, reading her sisters mind to see what she was planning to do.