Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2007 03:40:04 +0000
From: juan guzman <qt2004_423@hotmail.com>
Subject: A New Covenant

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and Lakeshore Entertainment. I solemnly swear that there is no monetary
gain on my part by writing this FICTIONAL alternate universe to "The
Covenant" 2006. All "Charmed" names, titles characters and all other
registered trademarks are the property of Spelling Entertainment, and
Constance M. Burge. All original characters are my sole property, and
released to public archiving by Nifty Archives.



Chapter 1:
A New Covenant


Massachusetts Bay Colony; February, 1690


Melinda Warren, John Putnam, Joseph Danvers, Nathaniel Parry, George Simms,
and Michael Garwin meet in the Warren household, their minds heavy with the
recent events that have been unleashed in Salem. These six families all
hold a terrible, yet powerful secret; they have supernatural powers.  With
accusations flying everywhere, the fates of these witches and their
descendants all rest on this meeting, and this Covenant.

Putnam: "I say we agree to keep the others' secrets `tween us, `thy fate to
be mine own, and mine own fate to be thine' `twill be our silence ought
protect us, and each other."

Warren: "Ay, but what says the other of `ye?"

Simms: "Ay, mine fate be thine's, and thine fate be mine."

Garwin: "Ay."

Parry: "By God, and all that's good, `twill be hell on Earth `fore I reveal
this secret."

Danvers: "So say you one, so say you all?"

W, Pu, S, G, Pa: "AY!"

Danvers: "Then so be it. Let this meeting be declared the Covenant of 1692,
let none of thee reveal what was said, nor what thee knowest of this,
 forever shall this hold!"

W, Pu, S, G, Pa, D: "Mote it Be!"

Massachusetts Bay Colony; April, 1692

On April 4, 1692 Abigail Adams accuses John Putnam of witchcraft, while on
trial he promises the court to deliver 5 confirmed witches and repent his
sins if the court allows him to live.

Melinda Warren and Nathaniel Parry cast a spell to erase Putnam's memory of
the Covenant and all other magic.

On April 15, 1692 Melinda Warren is accused of witchcraft by goody Putnam,
she is sentenced to death, and is hanged on April 20, 1692. Her only
daughter is secretly taken from Massachusetts into Maine by one of
Melinda's cousins.

Parry, Simms, Danvers, and Garwin agree to maintain the Covenant sacred,
they remain free of suspicion and remain in Massachusetts.


San Francisco, California; 2007

Three young men stand around a leather-bound tome its pages show its age,
the young men read a spell aloud as a deformed figure hurls fireballs at
them.

Young Men (unison): "Prudence, Penelope, Patricia, Melinda, Astrid, Helena,
Laura, and Grace...Halliwell witches stand strong beside us, Vanquish this
evil from time and space!!"

Deformed Figure: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! You think that spell will kill ME!?!
You've no idea of my power!!!!!"

The young men separate; the blonde, blue eyed, well muscled one goes left,
a younger hazel eyed tight bodied brunette goes right, and a dusty blond,
green eyed defined one goes down the center.

Dusty Blond: "Chris, Wyatt, get the crystals!!"

Blonde: "David, DUCK!!"

The dusty blonde, from now on David, jumps into the air and dodges a
lightning bolt that comes straight at him.

Brunette: "Wyatt, BEHIND YOU!!!"

The blonde, now Wyatt, disappears in a swirl of lights and reappears next
to David.

Wyatt: "Christopher, LETS GO!!!! Grab the book, we need to leave!!!!"

The brunette disappears in a swirl of light, reappears by the tome and
disappears into another swirl, Wyatt and David follow suit, the deformed
figure stands alone in a room, his eyes glow with fire as he scans his
surroundings for the boys, they are not there.

Deformed Figure: "DAMN YOU HALLIWELLS!!!!!  I WILL KILL YOU ALL IF IT'S THE
LAST THING I DO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


Ipswich, Massachusetts; 2007

Four boys stand atop a cliff looking down on a rave, one is a blonde, slim
brown eyes, another is a dark brunette well muscled hazel eyes, a third has
dark brown hair, light brown eyes and is well shaped yet not defined, the
fourth with shoulder length brown hair and light brown eyes.

Blond: "What took you so long Pogue?"

Long Hair: "Family thing Reid. Caleb how's the party?"

Well Muscled: "Don't know yet, just got here myself. You've been down yet
Tyler?"

Well Shaped: "Got here with Reid."

Reid: "Well then boys, let's drop in!!"

Reid drops off the cliff, carefree and confident.

Caleb: "REID!"

Tyler: "Why the hell not!"

Tyler follows Reid's actions and drops off the cliff.

Caleb: "TYLER!"

Pogue: "Relax Caleb, we need some fun, its ok!"

Pogue drops off the cliff and flashes a smile at Caleb.

Caleb: "Well, when in Rome..."

Caleb jumps off the cliff and begins his high speed drop towards the
ground, he flips his body in mid-air, his eyes flash like a burning ember,
then go pitch black and he lands lightly on the ground.

Reid: "C'mon guys...LETS PARTY!!!"

Tyler: "yea!"



The boys make their way towards the campfire and their friends. Pogue spots
his long time girlfriend Kate and makes his way to her.  Caleb, Tyler, and
Reid follow him.

Kate: "Hey guys...this is Sarah, she just transferred in, Sarah this is
Pogue Parry, Caleb Danvers, Reid Garwin and Tyler Simms."

Sarah is a blonde girl, with a nice body and a killer smile; Kate is a
beautiful girl of African-American descent, her eyes and smile light up any
room she's in.

Sarah: "Sarah Wenham, nice to meet you guys."

Reid: "You know, Sarah is my grandmother's name and you sorta remind me
of..."

Caleb: "Caleb Danvers...and you don't bring my grandmother to mind...in any
way..."

Sarah: "haha, good."

A third girl approaches the group, she speaks to Caleb, her hair is red and
her eyes have malice in them, though not evil.

Red Hair: "Hey Caleb..."

Caleb: "Kira."

Kira: "How was your summer?"

Caleb: "ummm"

Kira (looking at Sarah): "I'm Kira"

Sarah: "Sarah."

Kira: "Oh, right. From the Boston public. Tell me, how does one go about
getting into Spenser from a public?"

Caleb: "Why don't you give it a rest Kira?"

A guy about the same age as the boys comes up to the group he has blonde
hair and light green eyes.

Blonde: "Why don't YOU give it a rest?"

Caleb: "I don't want any trouble, Aaron"

Aaron: "I'm sure you don't. I think you owe Kira an apology."

Caleb: "Actually, I think Kira owes Sarah the apology."

Aaron pushes Caleb, Reid steps forward, but Pogue holds him back. Yet
another newcomer joins the group, this one a light brunette with a
mischievous smile and sarcastic eyes.

Brunette (to Kira): "You were being kinda bitchy."

As the brunette speaks, Reid's eyes flash like embers and a guy standing
behind Aaron begins puking.

Kate: "Ewwww, disgusting!!"

Kira: "You idiot!"

The DJ announces that the cops are coming and the group disperses into the
woods.

Caleb (to Brunette): "Hey, nice going back there. Caleb."

Brunette: "Chase, Collins. I thought I was about to fight that dude back
there, his friend's puking sure came at an opportune time."

Reid: "Didn't it though?"

The group breaks into two, the sons of Ipswich go into Tyler's car and
Kate, Sarah and Chase go into Sarah's car.  Sarah can't start her car, Reid
uses his power to fix it and both cars go separate ways.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
from this point on, the Story will be narrated through David or Caleb's
point of view**

We orbed into the Manor thankfully the book had escaped unscathed, and by
pure luck so had we, if mom knew we'd gone after an ex-Avatar by ourselves,
no potions, plan, or way out she would freak, but that's mom she worries,
she worries and cooks.

"Mom, aunt Phoebe, aunt Paige, we're home!!!"

My mom's name is Piper, she has brunette hair and hazel eyes, Chris takes
after her more than Wyatt or I do, we take after our dad, his name is Leo.

Piper: "David Samuel Halliwell, Christopher Victor Halliwell, and Wyatt
Matthew Halliwell where have you been, and more importantly why did you
take the Book with you?!?!?!"

Mom always does this, she lists us in backwards age order. I'm 16; Chris is
17, and Wyatt is18. Mom and dad didn't even take breaks when it came to
children, but then again they kinda knew we were coming, what with Chris's
future self having paid a visit and mine coming
 two year's later, our family pretty much knew what would happen when, we
just had to figure out the how's.

Wyatt: "Mom, don't freak we had to summon it `cause we couldn't remember
the spell to vanquish a shocker demon, that's all."

Phoebe: "AGH! Please come up with a better excuse than that, it's the
simplest spell ever, now out with it, what were y'all doing summoning the
book?"

My aunt Phoebe is a good woman, a great aunt, marvelous wife, and kickass
witch, but she tends to be overbearing with us at times, that's what
happens when you're the offspring of a charmed one, you get your mom and
two others, whether you like it or not.

Chris: "Fine, here's the truth, we're trying to create a spell that's
strong enough to vanquish ex-Avatars so we can deal with them, we needed
the book to figure out which will make the best combination."

Paige: "He's lying, they were fighting an ex-Avatar, look at the bookmark
on the Book, that's on the Source vanquishing spell, and they're all
sweating, you don't sweat from research, you do however sweat from
fighting."

My aunt Paige is a complicated piece of this puzzle, you see she's half
Whitelighter; whitelighters are a type of angel that protect witches.  My
aunt Paige is not even supposed to exist, you see before mom and dad
whitelighters and witches weren't allowed to fall in love, get married,
 or even have kids, but granma Patty put her for adoption and saved her,
only after my aunt Prue died did mom and aunt Phoebe ever even know that
they had a baby sister.

"Well, no use trying to weasel out of this. Yes, we were fighting an
ex-Avatar, no we couldn't vanquish it, but we're ok, the Book is ok and we
 covered our tracks really well, can we just be happy about that and be
done with it?"

Piper: "No David we can't. You guys know that if the Avatars kicked these
guys out of their core, they must've had a very powerful reason.  Every
time you fight one without any help you put yourself and us in danger, I've
told you this a million times, but apparently you just don't get it!!!!"

"Mom, please why can't you guys just see that we can take care of
ourselves?!?!"

Paige: "Yea, the same way Diana, Don, and Darryl can? Look where that got
them, all in a cage for three days, and me and Henry had no idea where!!
We worry about you because all of this is happened before; my kids aren't
the first ones to get caught. Do you remember when Melinda, Carrie, and
Victor were taken by Chronos to make us give up our powers? Or When Wyatt,
Chris and you were taken to the underworld by Carnios and held prisoners
for about a week? We're not saying you guys should live in a bubble, but we
don't want you guys to go through any of that again!!!"

Wyatt: "Aunt Paige, if we only fight when you guys are around then what
good will it ever do? We have powers of our own, and we can make these
decisions,
 if you think for a second that we're gonna just stand around and wait,
then we have a very big problem!!"

Piper: "Wyatt, please. I'm not gonna waste my breath. Go to your rooms, put
the Book back and we'll deal with this some other time...oh and by the way,
your letters from Spenser just came in I put each of them in your rooms."

Spenser High School is a really high class school in Ipswich,
Massachusetts, mom and dad decided that we should go there for this school
year, they say it would help Wyatt get into a good university, and it would
help Chris and I to bulk up our studies. I know they're right, but
regardless, I know that being away from San Francisco is the true objective
of this little trip, mom and dad are worried that there's so many
ex-Avatars, they think it's a
 bad omen that such powerful beings keep on throwing out people from their
core, when it is that same core which allows them to be so powerful.

I went into my room hoping against hope that I would find a demon or
something to fight while I was in my room; I hate stagnant days like this
one, nothing to do, and nowhere to go. I've always been the wild child, the
one who took nothing for granted and hated every bit of the rainy days,
because there was nothing to do except sit a round and pray for sunshine.

I opened the letter and for the first time ever realized how much I
actually wanted to go to Spenser; I had thought that I was just simply
doing it
 because it was what my parents wanted. Now, with the letter in my hand I
realized I actually craved going, I actually wanted to get away from
 San Francisco, I wanted something new, I wanted a chance to be more than I
was here.

I hesitated, my mind shot to a guy, my guy. Alain and I had been through a
lot together; we had shared a lot of things all of which had had no
reasonable explanation. That was Alain's only fault his disbelief in things
that were outside of his understanding. He and I have had the "I am a
witch" convo and all that had gained us up to now was nothing more than his
ridicule and my anger.

I looked at the half-sealed envelope in my hands and realized Alain and I
had run our course, even if this letter was denial Alain and I had nothing
more in common, we had exhausted our reserves in conversation and we argued
more than we laughed. I picked my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed
#6#
 his speed-dial number...the phone rang once... twice...three times...

Alain: "Hey babe, wats up? A demon coming to getcha? Or is a Harpy after
you? Hahahahahahaha you know I'm jus playin' witcha, anywho wats up?"

"Alain, you make so mad!! And thanks for being your typical self, you just
confirmed something for me. Anyway I'm callin' because I've to tell you two
things: First and foremost...Powers of the witches rise course unseen
across the skies, come to I who call you near come to me and settle here,
with this spell simple and complicated as well, Alain Marlton's memory I do
dispel. And second I think we should break up, its just, we don't have all
that many things in common, and lately you've grown distant from me, I just
think our relationship has run its course, I'm sorry."

Alain: "Ummmm...well I can't say it's a surprise, but hey if that's what
you want its what you want y'know so...well all I can really say is good
luck wit whatever you do y'know I `ope you find that one special dude
y'know... bye Dave..."

I heard a click and instead of heartbreak or pain I felt relief, freedom,
and even a little joy, my life had to begin anew something deep inside me
told me
 that SanFran no longer held anything for me, I had come as far as I would
by staying here, I had learned all that this city had to teach me, now it
was time for something new, and that would be Spenser, or New York, just
somewhere far from home, and my aunts, my mom, my dad, and all the other
eternal bullshit that surrounded SanFran.

I opened the letter and read aloud:

"Esteemed David S. Halliwell;
	Spenser preparatory school is thankful for your application and
attention, it is of great delight to this institution
       that someone whose I.Q. and grades are of such fine-standing as your
own would apply to join our student body,
       therefore we are proud to welcome you to Spenser High School as a
graduate of 2009.
	Again welcome to Spenser and we hope that you will achieve all your
goals here at our institution.
				Respectfully


				The Board of Trustees, Alumni, and Staff."

"MOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got in!! I got in!!!!!"

I heard mom rush up the steps, and the others were close behind, my aunt
Paige orbed in and my uncle Coop shone in, then my door burst open and in
came the rest of the gang, among them Wyatt and Chris.

Wyatt: "I got in too...ugh! Now I have to start all over again...boring..."

Chris: "Good spirit Wyatt, good spirit...anyway I got in too!!! I'm so
fucking happy...FINALLY SOMETHING!!!!"

Piper: "Chris!! Watch your language, and congratulations to all of you, now
get packing, you're leaving for Ipswich in four hours."

"Mom, did you know we had gotten in?"

Phoebe: "Well...it was actually me...I had a premonition, thought we would
get you guys off to a good start so we set up a house for you 30 minutes
from school."

Wyatt: "Thank GOD!! I thought I'd have to share a room with some annoying
jock, or some bookworm, now I'll at least have a place of my own."

Chris: "Wyatt...why? Why do you always look to the darker things in life,
why can't you just be happy about it and be done with it?"

Wyatt: "Because Chris, I just love seeing that look on your face whenever I
get to spoiling things for you and Dave...plus, why do you read so much
into what I think?"

Paige: "Chris, Wyatt, go pack. David, you have to come with me, we need to
do something really important before you leave."

"Yesm'm"

Aunt Paige orbed out and I followed her orbs with my own to the attic, the
place where the Book of Shadows is normally kept. I was surprised she would
lead me here, considering we could've just walked up the steps.

"What's up aunt Paige?"

Paige: "Your mom, Phoebe and I have decided that you guys can't just go to
Massachusetts without any magical back-up, considering its history and
what-not, so we designed a little spell which let us make this"

She held out the book of Shadows, or so it seemed, the major difference was
that the cover of this book was a darker forest green than the cover of the
actual Book. I took the Book from her hands and realized that apart from
color, this book was an exact copy of the one that rested on the podium in
the nook of the attic.  I began to flip the pages and glanced spell after
spell, demonography after demonography, history after history, and potion
after potion, all of which were written in the original Book.

Paige: "I want you to take this book and orb it to the house we bought you
guys in Ipswich, the house is actually a replica of the Manor, except for
color and façade,
 and the Nexus of course, but otherwise it has a Solarium, a Foyer, an
Attic, five Bedrooms, three Bathrooms, Dining room, Kitchen, Living room,
laundry room, and lots of family pictures. We didn't do it to constrict you
guys; we actually did it so that you guys could have a home to go to, and
if you guys don't like it, you could always just vanish the spells. Both
the spell to duplicate the Book, and the spell to duplicate the Manor are
only in that copy, for safety reasons.  Keep it safe, keep it secret, and
keep it well, just as if it were the original."

"I don't know what to say...I love it...its so... AMAZING!! Thank you guys
so much!!!"

I hugged her, knowing full well that this'd be one of our last moments
together for a while. I knew she would only be an orb away, but regardless,
this was our thing, this unrelenting love of magic that we shared.

Piper: "You'd think he was leaving forever the way you're holding him
Paige, anyway, I should be the one hugging him like that, he is after all
my youngest."

Paige: "You're right, I'll go say my sayonaras to the other two. I love you
Dave, and if you ever need me, just holler my name."

She was crying, she looked beautiful when she cried, her face gained a glow
unnatural, and unearthly whenever she cried, almost as if tears and
laughter had mixed inside her when she was born, and could no longer
distinguish one from the other.

I walked over to my mom and hugged her, I loved this woman more than anyone
else, she was the only one that mattered sometimes. She hugged me tightly,
and lovingly, and I felt her tears warm my face.

"I'll only be an orb away mom, and I'll come home for Christmas, and my
birthday and yours and I'll even come to dinner sometimes, I promise."

Piper: "Oh, its not the distance, it's the growing up part that gets
me. Spenser prep means you're almost all grown up, and now you'll have a
house of your own
 and a Book to protect, I just see you all just slipping away from me so
quickly, I don't know where the time's going anymore."

"Did you give this nice little speech to Wyatt and Chris too? Oh, and more
so, is dad giving us all a similar one?"

Piper: "Yes, and yes. We're your parents, you should know that we're gonna
bug you `till the very end, otherwise we wouldn't be doing our jobs."

We laughed, because it was true, because it was ridiculous, because we
needed it, and because laughter was easier than tears.

We made our way down the stairs and to the manor's foyer, there were all
our bags, and all our family, mom gave me one tight squeeze as we descended
 the last steps, then she let me go. She let me go from her arms, she let
me go on my own, but she would never let me go of her heart, the knowledge
that she cared...that they all cared made this bittersweet moment all that
much harder to swallow, it made saying good-bye a drawn out affair, I knew
deep inside that this was the last time I would see them all, something
deep inside made me feel that I would never come home again, at least not
forever.

Wyatt, Chris, and I made our way down the front steps, our aunts, uncles,
cousins, and our Parents stood at the door, all yelling "good-byes" and
"good lucks" at us, and the younger ones even hollering "Blessed Be" and
"Mote It Be" as if those words were as common as water below a bridge. I
turned back and smiled, I waved at them, I winked at them, and I blew
kisses at them, but I knew that this sight would be the last memory I would
create in Halliwell Manor, this was the last time I would see the Halliwell
clan all together, this was my final good –bye, and I was ok with it,
because Mom and our aunts had taught us that everything happened for a
reason, and that even the darkest of night still held a shinning star, a
full moon, or simply a light from home.

We got in the car, we would be arriving by plane, there wasn't a need for
the extra expense, however we had to be seen in town, there had to be a
record of our getting there, evidence that we were "normal" even though
that was harder to fake than a good orgasm.

The ride to the airport was quiet except for the radio, whispering its
songs, my brothers were quiet, Wyatt cried soundlessly, and Chris pretended
to draw
 our surroundings, but I knew he was really drawing Mom and Dad. I couldn't
blame him, my mind kept jumping to them, once I even astral-projected
myself
 into the attic hoping to glance at them, but there was no-one there, only
memories and hopes, nothing more nothing else.

Suddenly I remembered the copy of the Book in my knapsack, I knew it would
raise suspicions if I had it in my carry-on, I knew I had to orb to our
house in Massachusetts and place the book under the protection of the
Manor's replica,

"Guys I have an errand to run so I'm going to orb out, try not to get to
the airport before I get back, it shouldn't take long."

Chris: "Are you going to our house in Massachusetts?"

"Yea, I have a couple of magical things that I don't want security to see."

Wyatt: "My bag's got some things too, think you could orb the red bag with
you?"

Chris: "My duffel's got some stuff too, you should orb that too, and my
leather tote"

"Fine, why don't I just orb most of the bags there, and that way we don't
have to worry about baggage claim and all that other stuff."

Wyatt: "That's the best idea you've had as to date."

"Go lick a pussy!"

Wyatt: "You go suck a dick!"

We all laughed, and the weird tension broke, we were brothers again, having
an adventure, and suddenly it came to me, we could road-trip our way there,
 we could go to the airport cash in our tickets, call mom and dad and let
them know and go on a road trip.

"I have an even better one. How's about we take a road trip rather than a
plane ride... think about it... all of us on the road, no rules, no
schedule, just the wide open road!!!"

Wyatt: "Well, as much as I would love to start the semester late, be stuck
in this car with both of you, and drive for hours-on-end, I'd much rather
take a plane,
 plus aunt Phoebe pulled some strings and got us first-class, I'd never
change that for a road-trip."

Chris: "Dave, I see where that would be really cool, but it would take too
long, plus our tickets are non-refundable, and without that money we don't
have enough
 to get there."

"Fine. Just move over Chris, I'm gonna orb the bags to the house, just
remember: DO NOT get to the airport before I get back, we need to be seen
together k?"

Wyatt: "We're like an hour from the airport, orbing won't take you that
long, just go."

"Yea, well if I'm late it means something doesn't it? You know the chances
of getting attacked are always changing, so...well whatever I'll try not to
take too long."

I got into the backseat and hugged four of the six bags we were carrying
with us, remembering Chris' duffel and Wyatt's red bag, and my own
carry-on,
 hoping that these were the only bags that held any suspicious items
inside, and with a look at my brothers I orbed off.

I orbed into our house and for one-second thought I was back in San
Francisco, the solarium was such a replica of the Manor on Prescott St that
 I was thrown back for a second. I shook it off, knowing that it was all
part of the spell my mom, and aunts had cast, it was astounding
non-the-less the chairs, the lamps, everything was in place. I walked from
the solarium into the living room and found I knew where everything would
be, it was all there down to the last picture.

I had to get back, Chris and Wyatt would be arriving at the airport
anytime, and Wyatt was a very impatient person. I took the book from my
carry-on and walked up the steps to the attic, it was so astoundingly the
same, my breath caught, the podium stood in the middle ready for the book
as it always stood.  I placed our copy of the Book in its faithful stand
and with a last glance orbed out with my thoughts set on the car.

I orbed back in and could sense there was something wrong.

Wyatt: "The Manor's being attacked, Chris went to do what he could, you
should too."

"No, I'll take the wheel you go and help, we both know you can do more than
I can."

Wyatt nodded orbed and I grabbed the wheel and jumped over, the car
careened out of control and I went spinning onto oncoming traffic, then it
all went blank.


Author's Note:

Hi, I know the story spun a little quickly, but I needed a good set-up, and
I promise it all smoothes out REALLY quick...anyway, hope y'all enjoy it.