Emily Creek
Looks 23
Half whitelighter and half darklighter
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Never again would she feel his soft caresses against her skin. Never again would she hear his voice nor see his smile. Sparkles of light appeared in front of her taking form of a woman dressed in a white robe.
"Sasha, it's time" she said.
Sasha nodded and wiped away her tears. She stood up and walked towards the woman. Her life was ruined again. The first time, she was killed. She was then brought back as a whitelighter who took care of witches and helped future whitelighters. She was so glad just to get a second chance at living, but her new life shattered. He had come into her life with poisonous arrows and an order to kill her charge. He had never meant to ruin her life and he never planned on falling in love with her. The darklighter's name was Philip Creek and he was inexperienced. To prove himself, he had to kill Sasha's charge. Instead, he spared the witch and started a romance between Sasha and himself. They kept their romance in secret and it wasn't discovered until Sasha was pregnant. Philip was vanquished on the spot and Sasha's wings were to be clipped after she gave birth. Then her child would be killed. Sasha gave birth to a girl which she named Emily.
"Sasha?" The Elders' voice snapped her out of her flashback.
"Where's Emily?" she asked, holding back tears.
"She's with Leo" one of them said.
"Please let me see her one last time" she pleaded. Leo walked towards her, giving Emily back. At that moment, she knew what she had to do and she disappeared in a shimmer of light. She reappeared in a cave or as others would call it the Underworld. Desperate, she asked a demon where she could find a specific darklighter. The demon pointed her in the right way, wanting to see how this situation would turn out.
"Dean?" Sasha whispered, holding Emily tight.
"Sasha?" the voice replied.
"Oh Dean. I'm so glad to see you" She whispered.
"What are you doing here?!" Dean hissed. If he was any other darklighter, he would have murdered Sasha. He wouldn't because Philip was his best friend.
"I need you to take care of Emily" she whispered. "The Elders will kill her and I'd rather have her raised by you then have her killed. Please" She handed Emily to Dean.
Without hesitation, he embraced Emily and said, "Sasha, leave. They'll find you and have you killed"
"It doesn't matter. Either way, I'll die" she whispered and orbed back to the Elders.
"Where's Emily?!" Leo hissed.
"She's gone and you'll never find her!" Sasha replied. "Hurry up and turn me human so I can kill myself!" she demanded.
"You're just going to throw away your life?" Leo asked.
She nodded to his question, "There's no reason for me to live. Philip is dead and my daughter is gone. What else can I live for? My life will be destroyed again!" The Elders granted her wish, turning her human. The first thing Sasha did was get a gun and fire.
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"Emily!" a male voice yelled.
"I'm coming, Uncle Dean!" you replied and running to him as fast as possible. He looked a bit different to you. He was the same person but there was something in his eyes that you haven't seen in a long time, worry.
"Emily, the other darklighters have been talking."
"About what?"
"About you and how you will manage" he replied quietly.
"What do you mean?" you asked.
"Did I ever tell you about your parents?" he asked, changing the subject.
You nodded, "My mother was a whitelighter and my father was a darklighter"
"That's right. The other darklighters think that your whitelighter's blood will stop you from being a darklighter and vice versa" he explained.
"Your point is?"
"They want you to prove yourself by killing a couple of witches."
Your mouth dropped open. "What?! They can't make me do that!" you protested.
Dean sighed, "I'm sorry Emily. You'll have to do that or they'll hand you over to the Elders and you'll die"
"Okay, I'll do it" you said softly.
Dean sighed and pulled you into a tight embrace. "I love you Emily. I love you as if you were my own daughter and I want you to be happy"
"I know Uncle Dean. I know" you said.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked in a concerned tone.
"I'm sure. Who are the witches?"
"Wyatt and Chris Halliwell" he said somberly.
"What?! The sons of the Charmed Ones?!" you hissed.
Dean nodded. "I'll be back later" you said and disappeared in a shimmer of light. Dean had told you about your parents. Sasha Bedingfield was a whitelighter and Philip Creek was a darklighter. Dean and Philip were best friends and had tried to stop Philip from making a foolish mistake. Dean had also kept their romance a secret until it was discovered when Sasha was pregnant. Your father was vanquished by some witches and your mother had commited suicide after giving birth to you. Dean had raised you ever since you were small. Instead of shimmering like the rest of the darklighters, you orbed. You also had the power to heal and you were taught how to use a crossbow. You were able to easily fool witches making them think you were a whitelighter and kill them without them realizing what happened. The darklighters considered you as a weapon to use against the good people. The only problem was that your whitelighter blood stopped you from killing. You only killed as a last resort. Now that your life was on the line, Wyatt and Chris was the only way to live. Their life in exchange for yours. You sighed and orbed into a public bathroom stall in the mortal's world. You quickly fixed your hair and stepped out into the streets to start your mission.
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