headstrong to take on anyone :.:. Scott

[Matthew Graham]

Matthew walked up to the Bay Mirror looking up at it. He wore all black and had a black hoody over his head. He had on a spiked necklace [as in picture below] and his eyes were different from normal people. They were raven pitch black. It was a nice bright day. Dreadful for him. He really wished it would rain. Rain was his favorite kind of weather. Odd seeing as he controlled fire but he didnt pay no attention to it. Anyways, it was definently a day for people to be up and out. And there were a LOT of people out roaming the sidewalks going by him barely noticing him as nothing more than a troubled teenager.

Matthew stared at the sign with a smirk on his face. "Ah the Bay Mirror...." He spoke in a demonic whisper. "I wonder how quickly this place would catch fire." He spoke and cackled in laughter. He loved this more than anything. It was fun being the source. So much you didnt have to worry about. Demons listening to you, no personal gain problems.... The power. It gave him chills.

Its pretty weird though. For he was friends with all of the members of the family before this. They were all his friends. Blood thicker than water. But as he changed over the year so did the bond between all of them. For he became hostile and the source. Now his entire family wasnt friends with him... now they are all enemies. Little rats that need to be squashed. And the funny thing is he didnt care. More or less he was forced not to care, ever sinse he started being one of the sources. If he ever did get an emotion it was shoved out of his head as quickly as it came.

Matthew felt someone approach him and he turned his head looking at the person with his black eyes and he smirked. "Ah Scott.... Nice to see you.... Been forever sinse we last talked dont you agree?" He spoke with a devilish smirk on his face. "Its funny... You used to be like an older brother to me..... What happened Scotty?..... Did you get... Too old to hang out with me anymore?" He asked with a smirk on his face as he walked closer to Scott. His black eyes staring at his face.

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[Scott Halliwell]

Scott walked through the crowds of people on the streets of San Francisco. It was a sunny day, despite the lingering fog hanging gloomily over the Golden Gate Bridge. He wore dark blue jean, a black long sleeve shirt, and a gray hoodie over it. Scott loved sunny weather, it was his favorite. He enjoyed the occasional rainy, cloudy days, but sunny weather was definitely his favorite. After becoming charmed, all sorts of things were running through his mind. He didn't feel like he could trust anyone. Especially not Prudence or Matthew, they had both been acting wierd lately. After vanquishing their first warlock using a power of three spell, Scott and his to cousins were sort of getting used to the whole power of three thing. It definitely made vanquishing demons easier and a little more enjoyable. Besides, it was really good for them all to feel a part of soething. They hadn't been treating anyone like they were lesser.

Scott slipped his cold hands into the pockets of his hoodie and walked a little more briskly. He was just out looking to get a bite to eat, some brunch or whatever people called it. It was pretty hard to quicken your pace though, when tons of people were crowding the streets. He splashed in a puddle every now and then as he made his way down the side walk and towards the restaraunts that were located by the Bay Mirror. The Bay Mirror. His greant aunt Phoebe used to work there. She had been a famous advice comlumnist and a very important attirbute to the paper. All up until she retired. She still went down in advice columnists history... if there was such a thing. Either way, she had come out ahead from that sexist bastard that she turned into a turkey.

As the Bay Mirror building came into view, Scott looked around for a few good restaraunts. What as he in the mood for? Breakfast food? Italian? Ehhh... he'd go with breakfast food. It wasn't yet 12 o' clock. Before he could start searching, a red trolley dinged down the street, bearing a Rice Roni ad on the back. He hated trolleys, they went so slow and held up traffic. He began to search again for a good restaraunt as he crossed the street over to the Bay Mirror building. He finally found a good looking one and walked over in its direction. Then something caught his eye, or rather, someone. He changed his direction and headed over to his cousin Matt.

"Hey Matt.... what do you mean? We hung out last week..." Scott said... this wasn't like him. What the hell was going on? As if in answer, Matt's cold, black eyes met Scott's blue-gray ones. "I knew it," Scott muttered, still shocked. Oh shit, oh shit. Matt.... the source? There had been rumor that there was to of them. Who was the other one? Was it someone that was also close to him? Someone that also was family? "It might have to do with the fact that you're evil," Scott retorted, knowing that both of their powers would be evenly matched if a fight broke out. They were both equal forces of power. Scott and his two cousins were the greateest mortal force of good, and Matt and whoever the hell the other source was, were the greatest force of evil.

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[Matthew Graham]

Matthew listened to what he said and he smirked some. "Well last week seems like forever ago... Been busy lately as I heard you have been too.. Mr Charmed One." He spoke putting sarcasm in the voice as he walked even closer to his cousin. He watched the expression on Scotts face change as he had gotten closer and he cackled a demonic laugh. "Finally figure out whats wrong with me did you?... Im not surprised you were always a smart one." He spoke as he slowly walked closer to where they were feet apart.

Matthew listened to what he said about it may do with the fact him being evil and he shook his head with the smirk plastered on his face. "Oh come on now.... Leave labels on the soup cans will ya? Besides what can you do with kids these days am I right?" He spoke and snickered demonically. "What is good or evil anyways? Theres no proper definition... Besides if you hadnt realized I have been walking the tight rope of the in between lately then you are rediculous." He spoke with a smirk.

"Skylar knew... Im surprised he didnt tell you... I suppose he is one to blame for this isnt he... How could poor, kind hearted Matthew sway this way?" He asked in third person not removing his eyes from Scotts face. "I mean, after all, that joke he pulled on me wasnt a very nice one at all... Nope tsk tsk... Pissed me off real bad.... Shame on him.... But hey, if it wasnt for him pushing me with his jokes I wouldnt be who I am today."

Matthew smirked as he leaned forward to Scotts ear. "You know if I were you I wouldnt try to pull anything.... After all, why would you want to expose yourself in front of all these..... Stupid..... Foolish mortals.... But do as you wish they will all die someday anyways....." He spoke and leaned back.

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[Scott Halliwell]

Scott waited for Matt's answer and frowned grimly. Scott would rather be out here with all these poeple so Matt wouldn't try anything. "Mr. Charmed One, eh? what happened to leaving labels on the soup cans?" Scott retorted. Matt was always saying stuff like that. He hated being stereotyped. "I can't believe you gave into evil. I know it seems like it solves all your problems. But all it's doing is hollowing you out until you're no more.... Goddamn I sound like I'm giving a don't do drugs speech," Scott smirked. What was wrong with a little humor every now and then? Scott wasn't afraid of Matt, he was a few years older than him, and Charmed, there were three of them and only two sources. You do the math.

Scott smirked. He seemed to be the one who used his brain the most out of the group, but from Matt, he didn't take it as a compliment. Sure enough, there came the "Soup Can and Labels" line. Scott almost laughed. At least there was a little Matt left in there. But not for much longer. there was no hope for him, the evil would creep through his veins and engulf his soul, no more good Matt. Scott laughed a little at what came out of Matt's mouth next. A typical evil speech. What with the, "There is no good or evil, only power. That was wrong, there is always a right and wrong. And no matter what, good was right and evil was wrong. Skylar knew that Matt was the source. Skylar fucking knew? And h didn't tell Shane or him. What happened? had Scott accidentally frozen Skylar's brain at one point? What the fuck? Next time he saw Skylar, he would give the son of a bitch frostbite, no joke. In order for this power of three thing to work out, they all had to rely on each other.


"Yea well. Skylar can be an idiot. And was a jerk to you. I know a lot of bad things have happened to you. And this may seem like the greatest thing that happened to you, but it's not. And don't think for one second that I won't hesitate to vanquish you," Scott threatened warningly. Scott pulled back after Matt started whispering something in his ear. Stupid, foolish mortals. You used to be one. Just because they'll die someday doesn't mean they don't deserve to live," Scott said. He was still completely and utterly pissed off at Skylar. And Matt. "So who is the ther source? Letme guess..... Prue?" he said thoughtfully.

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[Matthew Graham]

Matthew listened to him retort on Mr Charmed One being a label and he snickered. "Clever. How long did it take you to think that one up? Hm? 2 minutes?" He spoke and listened to what he said next about the aww disappointment. You went evil. Speech and he rolled his eyes shaking his head. He listened to what he said about the dont do drugs speech and he smirked devilishly.

"Yeah but I didnt listen to that little speech neither now did I?" He asked with a smirk on his face. "What can I say? Teenagers will be teenagers right?.... I was always one for change anyways." He spoke as if it was common. People turning evil and all. Matthew read the shocked expression on Scotts face. "Oh... So Skylar didnt tell you? Tsk tsk thats terrible. You guys must not be doing so great in the bonding department hm?" He spoke and laughed a little bit. "After all... Before I let this consume me he was one of the ones I attacked.... In fact.... While I was blinded by the hatred and anger I had for Skylar, he made an illusion making me think I actually killed him.... Pretty bad." He spoke with a smirk. "Then him and Maida tried to go hero on me and 'turn me back'.. it worked for a whole ten minutes I will tell you that.... But I have never felt so.... free so alive... Its refreshing." He spoke and smirked as he started to walk a circle around Scott.

"Ive been struggling for a long time now... Years in fact.... But I finally caught on that I shouldnt fight it." He spoke a smile playing his features. "Everyone knew something was wrong with me... But nobody acted on it...... Till Skylar played his little prank on me...... Its a Pitty.... How time means everything isnt it?" He spoke with a smirk as he continued to walk his circle around Scott.

Matthew listened to Scotts little speech and he rolled his eyes. "You are a broken record you know that? How do you know that you arent being manipulate hm? You never know whos lying and what is the actual truth anymore." He spoke and snickered. He listened to what he said about the vanquishing and he laughed. "Oh no... Anything but that.... But wait a minute.... I question you Scott... I mean after all we used to be best buds as well as cousins.... Could you really vanquish your flesh and blood?..... Your friend?....... Besides I may have swayed this way but there must be a spell or something to get me back dont you think?" He spoke and smirked. "Good thing I know a lot of the book of shadows... Seeing as I spent most of my life searching through it to find out how to stop the voice.... But I know better now." He spoke with a smirk. He listened to what he asked and he stopped in front of him again. "I will let you figure that one out for yourself."

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[Scott Halliwell]

"Hm. Tha's 'bout right, Scott said sarcastically to Matt's shunning of his comeback. Scott glared, full of malice. Right now he hated two people, Skylar, and Matt. And evenPrue. That made three. What the hell was wrong ith the world? Deception, lies, and all sorts of evils, the source of those evils standing right before his eyes. Tada. "Yea, you never did follow the rules, but then again, niether did I.. so..." Scott trailed off. This was getting old. He didn't like the small talk, especially not with someone as cocky as Matt. Scott sized him up pretty good and was getting a bit bored. Now that he knew who the two sources were, they could get down to business. But first he would have to freeze skylar into an ice cube for all his wrong-doings.

"Teenagers ill be teenagers, kids these days?" Scott quoted Matt. "Did you forget, you are still a teenager? And with me around, you won't make it to your twenties," Scott threatened once more. This was definitely getting way old, way fast. "I'm pissed at Skylar for doing that, and if you wanted to get him back, I would've helped you. He's been a dick lately. But there was no need to go all black-eyed," Scott practically snarled. Scott's eyes followed Matt as he circled around him. "You look like a fag doing that," Scott said, as people were starting to stare. Oh great, here came the whole. I've never felt so free and alive! stuff. Scott had felt the same way with alchohol. But he bit that habit as he started to see the downsides, too bad for Tyler, he was too far in to get out of evil, way too far in.

"Well I'm glad you're enjoying your freedom. Too bad we're on opposite sides," Scott commented, his eyes still following Matt as he continued to circle around him. Scott seriously thought about tripping him. Scott listened as Matt echoed his thoughts of deception, manipulation, and betrayal. But there was all so much more to life then that, Matt had just been to unfortunate to see it. "Oh I'm a broken record? Do you hear yourself?" Scott retorted sneeringly.

"Oh no... Anything but that.... But wait a minute.... I question you Scott... I mean after all we used to be best buds as well as cousins.... Could you really vanquish your flesh and blood?..... Your friend?....... Besides I may have swayed this way but there must be a spell or something to get me back dont you think?"

"That's all in the past. There's no spell to turn you back. There's no going back. Ever. You've chosen your side, I'v chosen mine.. although, unfortunately, Skylar is on my side...... anyways. Try me, I'd vanquish you in a second," Scott said strongly. it was the truth, he wouldn't hesitate to do it, and knew that Matt wouldn't hesitate to kill him. There was just one problem, they didn't know how to kill each other. Scott's thoughts went on to a source in his teens. Oh god, he would get no respect in the underworld. "So Prue it is, that's just great," he muttered.

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[Matthew Graham]

Matthew listened to what Scott said and he shrugged. "Which is why im surprised you were chosen as a charmed one instead of on this side with me.... Imagine the power.... Its overwhelming Scott. I can do whatever the hell I want without personal gain..... Or my mother peering over my back for she was growing suspicious...... How is she and my old man by the way?..... Im sure they have been worried for I have been missing for days ever sinse the.... Incident with Skylar..... I was stupid though..... I was afraid that after that if I went home I would attack my mother...... That bond between me and her will be severed soon." He spoke smirking.

Matthew tapped a finger on his head a few times with a smirk. "It finds its way around quickly in this body...." He spoke talking about the source. He listened to him speak about him being a teenager and he rolled his eyes. "No shit... Way to go.... Point out the obvious." He spoke giving him a 'WTF' look with a smirk. "You really think so eh? Well we shall see about that..." He spoke smirking uncontrollably.

Matthew listened to what Scott said and he laughed. "When will all of you realize that I dont want your help? Hm?" He asked as he looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He listened to him speak of him looking like a fag and he smirked and did a kissy face slightly as he cackled a laugh. He listened to what Scott said and he put up his hands. "Touchy touchy..." He spoke and snickered.

Matthew listened to Scott say that he was a broken record and his neck twitched some and he shook his head. "Not now..." He muttered in a demonic voice. His face distorted as his eyes shut and his hands went to his head looking like he was trying to push his head flat. As if he was struggling in his head. He opened his eyes and looked at him. They werent black.... they were the usual brown. "Scott help me..." He spoke in a usual voice but he slammed his eyes shut and winced again. "How dare you speak out of turn." The demonic voice sounded from Matthews lips and he stood up straight again opening his eyes back to the black.

"Dont bother on me.... Its to late to save me remember?.... Besides that part of him is wasting away and fast.... There wont be a Matthew to save...... Pitty." The demonic voice spoke and smirked. Matthew listened to him say that it was Prue and he raised an eyebrow. "Yeah okay its me and Prue storming the underworld.... Whose to say its not just me?.... Hm?..... What if I am the one manipulating people to fall to my side....." He asked demonically and raised an eyebrow. He wasnt going to deny or tell him if it was Prue or not. Prue didnt want them to find out about them being the source but shit happened.... They had a lot of stuff they needed against the charmed family anyways.

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