Making Potions Turns Deadly (open)

[Aadan Jenkins]

Aaden stood over the cauldron and flipped to the page about making a potion for invisibility that required a few more drops of werewolf blood. He dropped it in then started to chant and thankful that for the first time in a really long time that the manor was empty. The young witch was had only recently started to really go hunting on his own and hoped that his brother wouldn't interrupt. His older siblings we're very overprotective of him and decided that if he wanted to make a potion then better do it right now. While black smoke decided to come up then a spark which meant the potion was done and went to get a vial to gather the potion.

His powers weren't quite as advanced as others in the family and sighed before holding up a potion then started to leave when two demons shimmered in. The young witch held out a hand as flame came out then wasn't prepared a dark lighter orbed in letting a black arrow go flying into Aaden. He doubled over then went to his knees not noticing that his fire power was easily dodged. "Awww, poor little witch got all hurt," said the dark lighter as he came up closer with the demon just waiting to watch this Halliwell witch die. This one was just like the others on their hit list to take out all Halliwell witches with no hope of any future generations.

[Mike Halliwell]

Mike was in for a rough day, after Magic school he went to snoop in the underworld, just for curiosity purposes. He was soon found by a pack of demons that chased him through various caverns of the underworld till finally he was coming across a dead end. He looked behind to see shadows of the demons coming and quickly orbed out. He orbed right to the attic of his house, he was all ready to look up who the demons were in the book of shadow. Once Mike orbed in the attic he seemed to walk right into a battlefield. He saw his somehow cousin Aadan on his knees and an arrow had just gone out of the window.

Obviously, the darlighters didn't notice Mike had orbed in just yet and quickly Mike's eyes went white and the clouds outside, behind Aadan and out of the window formed together and became black as coal. "Hey darkilighters!" Mike yelled over and grabbed there attention from the quickly changing weather outside. "Don't mess with Haliwell blood!" Mike said and gestured his hands out and to bolts of lighting came crashing through the window, over Aadan's head and struck both of the darkilighters. The window was broken already, so it didn't mind much to mike, stuff broke frequently at the Halliwell Manor.

[Christopher Myers]

They covered your eyes with a fake life
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Chris wanted to test his luck with the Halliwells, he wanted to see the inside of it for once. Maybe the Halliwell charm on the house was down for a moment or two? Who knows. The only way to find out would be if Chris tried it, surely. So he did.

He was wearing his usual, trademark attire; a black tank-top, a long-black leather trenchcoat, black jeans and black tinted shades. He stood outside the Halliwell manor, staring up toward the attic. Soon after, however, Chris saw bolts of lightening fly into the Halliwell manor's attic. Intruiged, Chris closed his eyes and a black gust seemed to swipe him off his feet; and into the Halliwell manor, at least that's what it sounded like. In truth, all he did was vanish in a cloudy black mist and re-appear in a dark corner of the attic.

Chris got there to witness a darklighter and demon perish. "Bravo! Bravo!" Chris said loudly to the two, stepping from the darkness. "You do put on a show, don't you. Chris continued, looking over to the two people. One was a Halliwell, and one had Halliwell blood. "And you two must belong to the charming Halliwell blood line." Chris continued to speak in an abnormal (for him) cheery tone.

Then Chris said something that really did bring a smirk to his face. "Your new whitelighter, at your service." he said, bowing. Of course, Chris wasn't. He wasn't even a whitelighter. He didn't know one of them had a whitelighter either. "Oh, I forgot to mention my name..." Chris said, raising back into a standing position. He stood still in thought for a split second before speaking; "M'names Edward, Edward Josephs. Glad to be of your service sir..." Chris said, dragging on the 'sir', as if to insinuate they finish the sentence. Of course, he didn't know what they'd say, how they'd react.

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[Aadan Jenkins]

Aaden notice his cousin coming to his rescue and then noticed how he summoned the storm power to take out the demons. The demons we're taken out very easily and just smiled a little saying, "Thanks, cous," as holding a dripping wound from his shoulder. He didn't have much whitelighter blood yet enough that a darklighter arrow could kill him and noticed a figure say something. "Wow, we're getting a whitelighter you're going to be a busy man could you heal this up for me," asked Aaden lacking any real energy to get up as the arrow he tried to pull out? It hurt worse then anything that he'd ever tried and just kept trying to pull it out when it finally came out ws really breathing hard.

The young witch just continue to bleed while saying, "Come on guys," as he looked at them and just thought back to how he would always be hunted. His children we're doomed to this fate more then any other witche just because the mother had Halliwell blood. While he looked at them sighing it was just another day in their lives while his shirt was blood soaked and just sighed. Aaden just waited for one of them to say something and noticed that this was not your usually whitelighter dressed in black.

[Mike Halliwell]

All of a sudden, mike noticed this other man in a long trentch cot that said he was their new whitelighter and how impressed he was. Mike wasn't buying it, this dude was pulling off some serious evil vibes. ANother reason he wasn't buying it was becasue Mike ahd a WHitelighter, and the Elders would have known that by now. "Aaron is my whitelighter, so I don't know why your here, or why your dressed my a darlighter." Mike explained, crossing his arms and giving him a sneering look.

Mike looked over to his cousin was was taking off his shirt, Mike then noticed he was bleeding and he gasped slightly "Oh dammit, Aadan, hold still, I'll fix it!" Mike said and hurried over and put up his hands over the wound, closed his eyes and consintrated on healing his injured cousin, which he quickly did and then put his hands back down to his side. "There yeah, cuz." Mike siad with a smirk and tunred back to the so called whitelighter that he wasn't about to trust.

[Christopher Myers]

Christopher listened intently to the boy saying "thanks cous", and then he turned to Chris and spoke; "Wow, we're getting a whitelighter you're going to be a busy man could you heal this up for me," Christopher grinned and opened him mouth to respond but was interrupted by the seemingly more experienced one of the two; " "Aaron is my whitelighter, so I don't know why your here, or why your dressed my a darlighter." Christopher looked bitterly toward the guy, and merely smiled.

Again, he went to speak but was interrupted by the same guy; "Oh dammit, Aadan, hold still, I'll fix it!" The guy said, before moving his hand over the wounded male, to heal him.

Light emiscerated from the males hand, and onto the others wound. Christopher grinned.

"There yeah, cuz."
"Come on guys,"
The two said, Christopher then spoke as if he was going to explain himself.

"Well, I'm dressed like a darklighter because- Oh what the heck, you two can die now." Christopher said, orbing the crossbow into his hand. "You move and I kill you both, in your own home." Christopher continued, his voice was serious; he would attack with reason.. Heck, he'd even attack without reason. But since he was in a place where there are two halliwells, and a place that was protected; he wasn't going to risk his life straight away.

[OOC: Sorry for lack of formatting, and for lack of length.]