#prmntion

[rebelliouscupid]

( protect )

& .˚ found family prompts. | accepting

One of the most important things about being a witch was the ability to dodge, in Parker’s personal opinion. Way too many demons just thought throwing some lethal ball of magic would take out a witch, but if you dodged, you’d be fine! Except, of course, if you had an innocent behind you and then you got a lovely set of electrical burns across your ribcage. 

Slamming into the floor of her parents’ condo, Parker groaned in pain before shoving herself to her feet. Lurching forward, she grabbed the corner of the wall and turned just as the demon finished shimmering in after her. At least she’d been right that he’d be too busy chasing her to go after the innocent she’d sent the opposite direction. Too bad it’d cost her her only offensive power to do it. She really hated power copying.

The demon summoned another energy ball and Parker tensed, halfway between prepared for the blow and the pain that dodging would cause. She wasn’t really sure how well it’d even work, seeing as her vision was still a little spotty from her painful impact with the floor, but the demon paused as Phoebe was suddenly between the two.

Parker couldn’t have told you when her mother arrived, but the presence of a Charmed One was enough of a deterrent to at least make the demon pause. Parker, however, immediately reached for her. "Mom!”

[rebelliouscupid]

( tears )

& .˚ found family prompts. | accepting

Her hands were shaking so hard that she was concerned about tearing one of the pages in the Book of Shadows. She forced herself to let go and took a step back. Pressing the heels of her palms into her eyes, she took an unsteady breath and then another one. It didn't help, because with the darkness came the memory. She dropped her hands, staring blankly at the attic until her eyes fall on her mother. For a minute, Parker flinched back, not sure how long she'd been there or if she'd just come in.

Staring at Phoebe, Parker considered beaming out but then she remembered again and she couldn't control the tears anymore. Sob hitching in her throat, she scrubbed roughly at her eyes as if it'd obscure the wetness.

She'd been crying as she died. The thought struck hard and broke what was left of Parker's resolve.

"Mom," Parker choked out, stumbling forward.

[sacredslaycdd]

                                @prmntion​ sent:   “  get up. you’re okay.  ”

                    A glare is cute in the brunette’s direction from where she lays on the floor, flat on her back. Man demon’s really packed a punch, or a kick should she say. She’d been flung half way across the carpark, landing flat on her back on the hard concrete surface. Teeth grit as she pushes herself up, feeling her hip scream in protest. “ Might be okay but doesn’t mean it don’t hurt like a son of a bitch. “ she all but hisses, clearly not in the best of moods to be told she’s okay, even if the woman did save her ass.