Post by carnellwilliams1 on Aug 10, 2007 20:41:24 GMT -5
Carnell came downstairs in a white tanktop, grey gym shorts and some reebok slippers as he looked around the conservatory as he finally said.
" Jessica?"
He looked left to right.
" Jessica? It's daddy you down here or in here...or what not?"
You can tell that he was going to be a worrysome father or someone who just doesn't let things go like letting her calm down like Anna told him.
A Swirling blue aura comes down from the sky as a being materializes behind Carnell.
" Hello Son" Said the person who materialized
Carnell turned around as his eyes got really big.
" Who are you?"
The Person turned out to be a man dressed in a black coat, white t shirt and blue jeans. " I am your father...Clinton Williams.."
Carnell got into a fighting stance.
" That's impossible i heard you died..a darklighter hit you with two arrows that went straight through your body and you died within the hour...you can't be alive.."
He moved closer to Carnell as he held his hand out to touch his shoulder but it prompted Carnell to move out of the way. " I can understand that your concerned..but for my bravery...for my centuries as a whitelighter i was reward..that stunt that was said to have killed me only weakened me..it was one arrow instead of two and the elders got to me in time.."
Carnell looked into the man's eyes.
" You look like him, from the last time i saw him when i was a teenager which it was 50 years ago..if your still alive you gotta be one of the oldest living whitelighters.."
He looked at Carnell and finally put a hand on his son's shoulder. " I was one of the oldest working whitelighters..i got prompted that day i took that arrow for a elder..it turned out that the elder was going to retire...so i inherited their powers.."
Carnell got a angry look on his face as he pushed his father away from him with his hands.
" So your the reason why i've been trying to fight my dark side by myself!!...and your the reason why i can't seek redemption!"
He balled up his fist as tears formed in his eyes.
" You son of!..you...you..ahhh!" he punched the wall.
He looked down as his son was filled with so much resentment and anger towards him and the elders. " I'm sorry son...i didn't mean for you to go through this but it was forbidden for me to interfare in your life as long as you were a demon..i'm not even suppose to come into contact with you regardless of the circumstance because i could be risking my life as a elder.."
Carnell turned around as tears streamed down his face.
" So what exactly do you want from me...I'm a bastard damned child...my mother was a psychopath...my father was murdered by my mother and my brother was a monster..who i had to destroy..which i'm still trying to figure out if i actually got him vanquished with the help of a halliwell.."
He looked at Carnell as he held his hands out for him to touch his own hands. " take my hands son..i want to show you something..that i saw..it's against the rules for me to show you this..but i have to..it unlocks the missing pieces of your past.."
Carnell looked at his father's hand hesistant at first but eventually place one hand over his father's own and the other hand was slowly placed and closed his eyes.
" Alright...so what exactly i'm i suppose to be seeing?"
A Blue aura of orbs surrounded him and Carnell as it coated around them like a shield, than lightning flowed from his hands accompanyed by a bright white light, than Carnell within his own mind was able to see his childhood home
" Why I'm i seeing our home in Long Island..back in the days of the colonists?"
" Because...the person who you thought was your mother wasn't and the truth about me is locked within your mind.."
Carnell could see a dark haired woman, walking from the house in old colonial clothing as he than said.
" Who is that..that's not my mother..can't be Alexandra because she wasn't born yet..what are you trying to show me?"
" Just pay attention..Carnell you were always learning as a child why is it that when your a adult you just want the answers to come out..i'm only using my powers to try to jog your subconcious mind..not fry your brain..this is a sensitive process..
Carnell continued to look as a young boy who favors him ran out of the house with a dog to greet the woman and that woman bent down to kiss her son, than a energy ball came out of nowhere and struck the woman from behind.
Carnell gasped as he saw felt what the young boy was feeling as he than continued to watch.
The woman fell to the ground onto of the young boy and than the young boy pushed his mother to the side as she laid injuried, than a man orbed in to heal the woman, the young boy raised his hand in the air to deflect a energy ball that was coming the boy seemed to display powers of his own.
The woman was healed as she took her son back in the house and closed the door, a battle went on outside and than a woman with a scarred face came in and smacked the woman across the face knocking her into the wall as she came and took the child.
Clinton removed his hands and the shield and process vanished.
He looked at his father with a arched eyebrow.
" So your trying to tell me..that the woman who i thought was my mother kidnapped me...from my real mother..and what exactly did you do to prevent this?"
Clinton walked to take a seat in a chair as he finally placed his hands over his face and breathed.
" Excuse me..man who is my father...i would like to know.."
He looked a lil tired. " to fill in the gaps..that dark haired woman was your real mother..she was a witch..i was her whitelighter...that demon took you..i had no choice or she would kill your mother.."
Carnell scuffled.
" So your trying to tell me all that abuse i took was because of a family enemy..well i guess i can say non vanquishing her was a lifetime mistake..when i was evil.."
" I'm not done...i had to let her take you..become her husband while she disguised herself as a human to hide herself from the elders until she murdered me...i was always a whitelighter..since before i met your real mother..
" So your trying to tell me i'm part whitelighter and part witch..but wait a minute that doesn't explain why i was a demon.."
He looked at him as he sighed. " I had no choice once i disguised your real mother by putting her in a mystical cave that would keep her locked in their until the time was right for her to return...i havent freed her since because lately i've been trying to hide things from the elders..like my childs identity i had to put enough power into keep both your identities consealed from both sides..by doing that..i had to give her the secret to neutralize your birth powers.."
Carnell had a really pissed look on his face as he ran over to his father and grabbed him by his shirt collar.
" You bastard! do you know what kinda torture she put me through...so that explains why i wasn't able to fight back..that gut feeling that i wasn't destined to be a demon was right..i was born good..and that's how it will always be.." he punched his father in the face twice.
Clinton looked up at his son. " if it wasn't for me you'd be dead right now..your birth mother would be dead..i saved your life with a price..i sacrificed your childhood to save your life!!"
He looked at his father and moved away from him turning his back.
" So basically you damned me for eternity..the elders wont let me get redemption for all the people i killed...but since you altered fate..and my destiny... their blood is on your hands!"
He walked to a wall and pressed his head against it trying to surpress his anger.
" if there's no other reason why your still here...go."
He looked at Carnell. " your mother's family's power almost naturally equals that of the halliwell line..infact your mother's maiden name was Putnam.."
Carnell almost choked on his spit.
" And you expect me to believe that i'm somehow connected to those characters in the crucible novel! that were buried at the stake during the salem witch trials.."
He looked at him again.
" Alright wise guy if you think i believe you than how does it explain how she managed to survive not getting buried at the stake.."
" We got married before anyone found out her last name...she is a direct relative to John Putnam..the crucible characters are almost identical to what really happened back than..your the grandson of John Putnam..they didn't even really die..they burned and just like the phoenix witches rose from the ashes...they returned from the dead because their magic was so powerful..."
He turned and looked at him square in the eyes.
" So your trying to tell me...that i'm a direct relative to one of the most powerful lines of witches that come out of salem back than..i can't believe this crap.."
He scuffled.
" I know it's alot to take in..but if you want your birth mother alive and well..she can answer even more questions for you..but i need your help..and possibly the help of the charmed ones.."
" Jessica?"
He looked left to right.
" Jessica? It's daddy you down here or in here...or what not?"
You can tell that he was going to be a worrysome father or someone who just doesn't let things go like letting her calm down like Anna told him.
A Swirling blue aura comes down from the sky as a being materializes behind Carnell.
" Hello Son" Said the person who materialized
Carnell turned around as his eyes got really big.
" Who are you?"
The Person turned out to be a man dressed in a black coat, white t shirt and blue jeans. " I am your father...Clinton Williams.."
Carnell got into a fighting stance.
" That's impossible i heard you died..a darklighter hit you with two arrows that went straight through your body and you died within the hour...you can't be alive.."
He moved closer to Carnell as he held his hand out to touch his shoulder but it prompted Carnell to move out of the way. " I can understand that your concerned..but for my bravery...for my centuries as a whitelighter i was reward..that stunt that was said to have killed me only weakened me..it was one arrow instead of two and the elders got to me in time.."
Carnell looked into the man's eyes.
" You look like him, from the last time i saw him when i was a teenager which it was 50 years ago..if your still alive you gotta be one of the oldest living whitelighters.."
He looked at Carnell and finally put a hand on his son's shoulder. " I was one of the oldest working whitelighters..i got prompted that day i took that arrow for a elder..it turned out that the elder was going to retire...so i inherited their powers.."
Carnell got a angry look on his face as he pushed his father away from him with his hands.
" So your the reason why i've been trying to fight my dark side by myself!!...and your the reason why i can't seek redemption!"
He balled up his fist as tears formed in his eyes.
" You son of!..you...you..ahhh!" he punched the wall.
He looked down as his son was filled with so much resentment and anger towards him and the elders. " I'm sorry son...i didn't mean for you to go through this but it was forbidden for me to interfare in your life as long as you were a demon..i'm not even suppose to come into contact with you regardless of the circumstance because i could be risking my life as a elder.."
Carnell turned around as tears streamed down his face.
" So what exactly do you want from me...I'm a bastard damned child...my mother was a psychopath...my father was murdered by my mother and my brother was a monster..who i had to destroy..which i'm still trying to figure out if i actually got him vanquished with the help of a halliwell.."
He looked at Carnell as he held his hands out for him to touch his own hands. " take my hands son..i want to show you something..that i saw..it's against the rules for me to show you this..but i have to..it unlocks the missing pieces of your past.."
Carnell looked at his father's hand hesistant at first but eventually place one hand over his father's own and the other hand was slowly placed and closed his eyes.
" Alright...so what exactly i'm i suppose to be seeing?"
A Blue aura of orbs surrounded him and Carnell as it coated around them like a shield, than lightning flowed from his hands accompanyed by a bright white light, than Carnell within his own mind was able to see his childhood home
" Why I'm i seeing our home in Long Island..back in the days of the colonists?"
" Because...the person who you thought was your mother wasn't and the truth about me is locked within your mind.."
Carnell could see a dark haired woman, walking from the house in old colonial clothing as he than said.
" Who is that..that's not my mother..can't be Alexandra because she wasn't born yet..what are you trying to show me?"
" Just pay attention..Carnell you were always learning as a child why is it that when your a adult you just want the answers to come out..i'm only using my powers to try to jog your subconcious mind..not fry your brain..this is a sensitive process..
Carnell continued to look as a young boy who favors him ran out of the house with a dog to greet the woman and that woman bent down to kiss her son, than a energy ball came out of nowhere and struck the woman from behind.
Carnell gasped as he saw felt what the young boy was feeling as he than continued to watch.
The woman fell to the ground onto of the young boy and than the young boy pushed his mother to the side as she laid injuried, than a man orbed in to heal the woman, the young boy raised his hand in the air to deflect a energy ball that was coming the boy seemed to display powers of his own.
The woman was healed as she took her son back in the house and closed the door, a battle went on outside and than a woman with a scarred face came in and smacked the woman across the face knocking her into the wall as she came and took the child.
Clinton removed his hands and the shield and process vanished.
He looked at his father with a arched eyebrow.
" So your trying to tell me..that the woman who i thought was my mother kidnapped me...from my real mother..and what exactly did you do to prevent this?"
Clinton walked to take a seat in a chair as he finally placed his hands over his face and breathed.
" Excuse me..man who is my father...i would like to know.."
He looked a lil tired. " to fill in the gaps..that dark haired woman was your real mother..she was a witch..i was her whitelighter...that demon took you..i had no choice or she would kill your mother.."
Carnell scuffled.
" So your trying to tell me all that abuse i took was because of a family enemy..well i guess i can say non vanquishing her was a lifetime mistake..when i was evil.."
" I'm not done...i had to let her take you..become her husband while she disguised herself as a human to hide herself from the elders until she murdered me...i was always a whitelighter..since before i met your real mother..
" So your trying to tell me i'm part whitelighter and part witch..but wait a minute that doesn't explain why i was a demon.."
He looked at him as he sighed. " I had no choice once i disguised your real mother by putting her in a mystical cave that would keep her locked in their until the time was right for her to return...i havent freed her since because lately i've been trying to hide things from the elders..like my childs identity i had to put enough power into keep both your identities consealed from both sides..by doing that..i had to give her the secret to neutralize your birth powers.."
Carnell had a really pissed look on his face as he ran over to his father and grabbed him by his shirt collar.
" You bastard! do you know what kinda torture she put me through...so that explains why i wasn't able to fight back..that gut feeling that i wasn't destined to be a demon was right..i was born good..and that's how it will always be.." he punched his father in the face twice.
Clinton looked up at his son. " if it wasn't for me you'd be dead right now..your birth mother would be dead..i saved your life with a price..i sacrificed your childhood to save your life!!"
He looked at his father and moved away from him turning his back.
" So basically you damned me for eternity..the elders wont let me get redemption for all the people i killed...but since you altered fate..and my destiny... their blood is on your hands!"
He walked to a wall and pressed his head against it trying to surpress his anger.
" if there's no other reason why your still here...go."
He looked at Carnell. " your mother's family's power almost naturally equals that of the halliwell line..infact your mother's maiden name was Putnam.."
Carnell almost choked on his spit.
" And you expect me to believe that i'm somehow connected to those characters in the crucible novel! that were buried at the stake during the salem witch trials.."
He looked at him again.
" Alright wise guy if you think i believe you than how does it explain how she managed to survive not getting buried at the stake.."
" We got married before anyone found out her last name...she is a direct relative to John Putnam..the crucible characters are almost identical to what really happened back than..your the grandson of John Putnam..they didn't even really die..they burned and just like the phoenix witches rose from the ashes...they returned from the dead because their magic was so powerful..."
He turned and looked at him square in the eyes.
" So your trying to tell me...that i'm a direct relative to one of the most powerful lines of witches that come out of salem back than..i can't believe this crap.."
He scuffled.
" I know it's alot to take in..but if you want your birth mother alive and well..she can answer even more questions for you..but i need your help..and possibly the help of the charmed ones.."