Life After Death, Tristan Angelo Merteuil

[Notebook]

{Life After Death}
The words and experiences of Tristan Angelo Merteuil.

[Tristan]

So I received my first charge. A young witch by the name of Ashley Crawford. In my very first night of protecting her we've been attacked by two warlocks and a werewolf. I've also have already had to use the memory dust on her. God that sucks. But rules are rules.

I've also met two others. Ashley's friend Brenda, and a disturbed young woman named Len. Len's emotions seem to be a rollercoaster; going from one extreme to the next. I found a note that she dropped in her apartment when she left in a hurry. Still haven't brought myself to read it yet though.

I got a job today as well. I'll be working at The Bay Mirror with both Ashley and Brenda. It seems like it should be fun.

Well that's all for tonight.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

What a night! And it ain't over yet.

First Ashley, Len and I get attacked by a warlock. But Len was nowhere to be found. Anyways, I had to heal Ashley after she was nearly killed by the warlock. It turned out well though because Ashley vanquished his ass.

When we got back to Len's apartment she came out from behind a screen. The same screen she was behind during the enitre attack. That girl has some issues. I also found a note she had dropped after running out. Oh, and did I mention the werewolf that tried to maul us? Well Len put him to sleep before she disappeared into the night. Hope it lasts til morning...

Ashley and I decided to go after Brenda when we left Champion Shacks. She wasn't at work so we headed to P3. Luckily she was there. Then the strangest thing happened. Brenda teleported out of the club. How many witches are there in this town anyways!

Poor Brenda was nearly killed by a warlock in the back alley. Both she and Ashley were kidnapped by a warlock, and brought to the Underworld. There was no way in hell, no pun intended of course, I was going there without backup. And you will never believe who the Elders sent with me. Prue frickin Halliwell!

Prue was kind of bitchy at first, but in the end she was alright. She helped me get to Ashley and Brenda. Unfortunately, Brenda was so badly hurt that I couldn't stay and help Prue as well. Hope she's okay.

I orbed the three of us to San Francisco General. They took good care of Brenda, and she should be awake anytime now. I also had an interesting conversation with Ashley where I told her I was a witch too. I feel so bad about lying to her, but I couldn't stand using that horrble dust on her again. What's the difference anyways? Either way I'm lying to her.

So we left Brenda to FINALLY get some sleep. I decided that i would check in on that werewolf. Well the spell wore off, and the wolf is gone. Ashley and I are tracking him down now.

Will this night ever end?

~Tristan

[Tristan]

So Ashley and I began talking on our way to find that damn werewolf. Well luckily we came across the wolf before the conversation got too serious. I don't know what I am going to do about this. I'm not supposed to be with her, and yet I can't seem to help myself.

Well we followed the werewolf to the Magic Box. He was in the back alley. Ashley tried casting another sleeping spell on him, but she was so exhausted that it failed. I was going to help her cast it again when she fell over suddenly. Before I could really find out what happened the werewolf attacked me.

The next thing I remember is being carried by someone, and placed into a car. I decided to allow myself to get some sleep. Just when I was in the middle of a really great dream The Elders summoned me. Isn't that always the way. Went and ruined my perfect fantasy.

I, of course, thought of the worst case scenario. I thought for sure that they had caught on to my semi-relationship with Ashley. I was wrong. They just had a special assignment for me. That's where I'm headed now, as soon as they find a solution to explain my disappearance.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

OK so I'm back from my special assignment in the Nether Realm. The elders that i worked with there treated me as a child. I know I am a newbie whitelighter and all, but still...

Alright, maybe I did deserve some of the lecturing. I mean i am practiaclly dating Ashley even though I know that is absolutely against the rules. I swear that girl does something to me.

So I come back and take out my frustrations on the Elders here. Not the best idea. After a little bantering, they sent me back to my apartment with a semi-threat about clipping my wings. I better watch myself from now on if I am to contine helping people.

As I stood there in my apartment, i couldn't help but get the feeling that there was something wrong back home. I orbed back to Boston to check on things. I found out my mother was in the hospital after being brutally raped. I swear, if I ever find out who did that to her I will kill them.

Whitelighter or no whitelighter.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

When I returned from Boston I orbed to the cliffs. I don't know why really. It was an impulse. I think I needed the serenity of nature around me for comfort.

I walked in the rain back to my apartment. I was so upset that I didn't veen notice. I returned to Champion Shacks and just when I was about to enter my apartment...you know, the one with the broken door...Ashley arrives. I mean, her timign couldn't be more perfect and yet off at the same time. Sometimes I think that we are so connected that it is scary. We are soulmates. Always and forever.

I knew that she was upset about my disappearance. Those damn elders on their high horse didn't do anything to help me out there. I told her about my mom. Well not everything, but enough for her to understand my pain. The girl has too much to deal with on her own.

The two of us went to our interview with Elise Rothman at The Bay Mirror. Elise is a very independent woman, and a tough boss. But despite that, I think I'm going to like her. Anywyas, Ashley and I got our first assignments covering the auction at Bucklands. I can't wait, We even got press badges and everything!

On the way out, we ran into Phoebe Halliwell. And within two minutes, she screws up everything. First she gets a premonition off of me, and then outs me as a whitelighter to Ashley! Well this time I am not doing a damn thing about it. I didn't screw up this time. Besides it is a stupid rule anyways.

Anyways, Ashley and I are to go to the Halliwell Manor after the auction to meet up with Phoebe. We are going to try and figure out the meaning of her prem.

Well off to the bank and auction I go.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

Ashley and I get to the auction house and run into this strange couple-Cannan and Jemre-apparently I'm supposed to remember them from before. When I was unconscious. If you could see me right now, you would notice I am rolling my eyes.

I immediately get a bad vibe off of the man. I don't know what it is about him, but he just rubs me the wrong way. The woman seems kinda quiet at first, but she is actually very sweet.

The four of us headed up to the auction room. Can you say awkward? Ashley and Jemre's buddy-buddy relationship is driving me nuts. But I guess I have to deal. For now anyways.

Now this is when it all gets interesting.

The remaining two Halliwell sisters were there, And Paige, the youngest, used her powers in public. I couldn't believe it. her powers must be out of whack or something because she knows better than to do that.

Next thing I know, the fire alarm is going off and the Halliwells are gone. We all evacuate into the hall where this beautiful woman gives me the chills. And of course, Jemre is still pissing me off. Just what I need. Another authoritative figure to look down on me.

Ashley and I were minding our own business, when Mr.Secretive--Jemre--waves us down. We follow him and his partner and another young man out there. The young man--who turns out to be a gypsy like Cannan--had somehow contracted a phantom wound. That's not the worse part. The wound is that of an arrow, and I had had a run in with a darklighter earlier. Talk about creepy.

While I was healing his wound, I couldn't help but notice how good-looking he was. I know I'm sorta with Ashley, but I couldn't help it. We begin talking and Clarke--the gypsy boy--casts a spell to discover who had caused the wound. Well you will never guess who's face appeared. Mine.

I must have set off a string of events to cause the wound, because it sure as hell wasn't me who put it there. Then we heard voices behind the door. We all dash down the stairs. Poor Ashley is a victim to the fashion of the times. She couldn't go as fast, so I orbed her down.

And that was the beginning of the end for us.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

That innocent little orbing set into motion the events that have separated Ashley and I.

Clarke--the annoyingly cute gypsy boy--decided he wanted to learn my little secret. He and I played a game. He would flirt and taunt, and I would do it back. It was fun, and at the time I thought it was harmless. Then he went and screwed it all up. He went to kiss me in front of Ashley. Let me tell you. Pissing off her is not a good idea.

She threw me into the stairwell for a talk, and we discussed things. There was anger. There was hurt. And there were tears. I decided that I needed time. I'm not sure about this guy, but I know I need to figure it out. Ashley doesn't deserve to be strung along if the feelings between us are false. I hope I made the right decision by slowing down with Ashley.

Jemre didn't help the situation either. I swear that guy lives to antagonize me. Anyways, Ashley lost control of her powers and hurt Clarke. Then Cannan wasn't there. It was all very strange.

Eventually we found Cannan. She was so scared. I knew I had to do something. So I pretended to heal her pain. I hope it works out for her as it seemed to help. No one should have to deal with what I felt coming from her. It scares me just to think about it.

Also, I think someone is after her. She suddenly became frozen in place. The three of us--Ashley, Clarke, and myself--cast a spell to try and determine who was responsible for it. the spell must have failed because I don't remember any results appearing and then Cannan was fine.

Jemre appeared, great timing as always, and I spazzed on him. I couldn't keep things inside any more and I needed release. And he got it. Then I left to cool down in the lobby. And who follows me--Clarke.

We sat. We talked. We kissed.

That's right, we kissed. It was scary, warm, tense, passionate and...just right. But it wasn't to last. That receptionist had a look of fright. Being the good-natured whitelighter that I am, I went to check on her. I immediately suspected Jemre of some wrong doing. I mean, he was the last one with her.

I had the distinct feeling she was about to reveal something when Jemre appeared. You remember him. Mr.Secretive and his perfect timing. He took a note from her and claimed it was his number. Yea. Like I believe that. I couldn't do much about it though because she lied and covered up for him.

I wonder why? I will find out...

~Tristan

[Tristan]

So Cannan and Jemre went out to talk. How I wish I was a fly on the wall for that conversation. Oh well. The three of us prepared for our own awkward moment in an enclosed elevator.

Stupid me. I told Clarke I chose him. Why did I do that. I'm not even sure if it was true, or if he felt the same. Well it doesn't matter. You will never belive what he said. "Ummm thanks." Yea. Well I wasn't about to put up with that. He needs to realize that if he wants to be with me, then he needs to be with me. None of this half-ass bullshit. I broke the heart of a very intelligent, beautiful, and perfect angel for him.

Well I decided to show him. I sent him in an elevator ride from hell with that "angel." I bet he will never do that again. I, of course, orbed to the auction room. And when they got there, they weren't happy.Apparently they didn't find it as humorous as I did, and decided to make it Beat-on-Tristan Day.

Ashley slapped me. OK I understand that one. Then Clarke punched me. That one was completely uncalled for especially after what he said. Well I wasn't about to go into a room where I had three enemies. Oh didn't I mention there was a darklighter there too? Yea. Not my day to say the least.

So I orbed to Cannan for advice. But she was the one in need of guidance. I did some healing and some guiding. I am whitelighter you know. Which by the way, she knows now. Then she tells me about the weirdest dream. I have no idea what it means. Then just when I think my day couldn't possibly get any worse, They summon me.

Apparently they weren't too pleased with my complete disrespect for the rules. I got the "We're disappointed in you" lecture. I promised to dust everyone. Then I decided to use their resources to get some information. Jemre has a secret and I want to know what it is. And I will find out.

There was good news. Some of the Elders decided to do a trial run with an undusted Ashley! Yay! I was ecstatic. I orbed back to Cannan to find that she had faded again. I do some more healing, and then...I don't dust her. I'm still unsure why. I know there must have been a reason, but I honestly don't remember. She also told me Jemre has powers. Very interesting. Another piece to the puzzle.

We headed inside. She went to the bathroom, and I joined the other two in the elevator. It had come time for Clarke's dusting.

Halfway through, I broke down. Not necessarily because it was Clarke, but because of the actual act. I hate it. I really do, and I felt so bad that Ashley had to experience that with me. I finished, and we arrived at the auction.

We are there two minutes and all hell breaks loose. Cannan confesses to casting a love spell, but forgets to mention that she never finished it. Clarke flips out. He feels so betrayed by her. I told Ashley to take care of Cannan as I go to Clarke. I really think I got through to him. Maybe I am cut out for this whitelighter thing.

They both leave, and I can't help but to worry about them. But there is nothing I can do for them at this point. So now it is time for me and Ashely to talk. Oh joy.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

Ashley and I talked. I know that we won't be together now, but I still want her to be able to turn to me. Like she allowed me to do with her today.

Despite everything that has happened, Ashley was there for me. Compassionate. Sympathetic. Understanding. I told her about my mom. About how I felt powerless to help her. I told her about the Elders. About me and how I'm actually dead.

She listened. She asked questions. She comforted. I lover her. I will probably always love her in some fashion.

On a side note, I survived my interviews with Lydia Emerson and Jason Dean. Ashley and I are running so late for meeting up with Phoebe. I'm about to orb there and let her know about what is taking so long.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

I orbed to the Halliwell Manor to speak with Phoebe, and what do I find? Piper Halliwell dead on the floor of her bedroom. Cannan also appears in the bedroom, and with the powers of the Charmed Ones.

I did my best to calm her down. Got some information out of her, and then immediately set to work training her in the use of her new found powers. She was able to gain basic control over a few of the powers. Others, however, still lied too far from her ability to grasp. Such as molecular combustion, which she used to blow me up!

Then, as I take care of the twins, Cannan disappears from the house. Then she summons Prue from the dead. Not that I wasn't happy to see Prue, but Cannan needs to be more careful. I definitely have my work cut out for me with that one.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

I could kill Prue right now. She has switched everyone's powers in the house. And I just shimmered! Do you know how creepy that is? It feels so...unnatural and foreign.

That isn't the only thing wrong in this house. Matt has cast a truth spell. Piper is undead. Wyatt keeps orbing to her. I feel so overwhelmed. The more I try and stop bad things from happening, the stronger they they come the next time.

Anyways, we have figured out that a vengeance demon is behind this screwy situation. Cannan made a wish to woman named Kei. If I ever get my hands on that demon, she sill seriously regret ever granting this wish.

We are off to summon the bitch now. Oh shit! The twins are missing!

~Tristan

[Tristan]

We found the twins in the attic. "Piper" turned Wyatt and tricked him into helping. However, Melinda wasn't as easily fooled. I love that little girl. She is not given enough credit.

Well we were able to trap "Piper", and we set to work summoning Kei. However, we ended up with her master. He made a deal with Prue. Her soul for the wish reversal.

I wanted to stop her. But she had made up her mind. I didn't have much time to dwell anyways. I felt an immense amount of pain go through my body right then.

Ashley had been attacked.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

I don't think I have ever been so scared in my life as I was at that moment.

Ashley had been attacked. I could feel her pain. She was near death.

And who do I find trying to help her? Clarke.

He has such a good heart. And I'm sure that, if circumstances were different, Ashley would like him.

I healed her, and then I orbed us back to the Manor. And of course, something magical happens.

What else is frickin' new? Can't evil take just one day off?

This time it was the spirit board. It gave Ashley and I a very confusing message.

"HELP ME PHOEBE! IT'S PIPER."

Now this shouldn't even be possible. Piper is supposed to be alive. I saw her. And that was the deal Prue made. Well Ashley and I are heading downstairs now to tell the other girls.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

Ashley and I gave the message to Phoebe. She wondered the same thing as us. Which Piper is the real and which is the fake?

While everyone tried to decide what to do, I decided to go pay a visit to Elise and report about the auction. And what do you know. Yet another surprise for Tristan. Have I mentioned that I hate surprises? Well, I do.

Someone placed my death certificate on Elise's desk. I tried to cast a spell to erase the evidence, but Elise walked in and interrupted me. Luckily, I was able to play it off as a prank.

I returned to the manor, and immediately recast the spell to erase the evidence of my death. I don't if it worked or not, but I hope so. Otherwise, I am going to have a lot of explaining to do come Monday morning.
~Tristan

P.S. We decided to try and summon Prue to prove whether or not Piper was actually Piper. If Prue appears, then the deal wasn't fulfilled and Piper is a fraud.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe.

Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe.

Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe. Phoebe.

I love her. I would do anything for her. My heart, my soul, my everything I give to Phoebe.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

This has been the week from hell. Literally.

Lauma, the Dark Priestess, held me prisoner for 9 days. Jemre is here too. He has no recollection of his past. There is a woman everyone refers to as Empress. And I. I am a slave and a sacrifice.

The Oracle used me to achieve a vicious and evil goal. She killed a unicorn, and then showed me a vision of Ashley being killed. It broke me to think that I couldn't help her. I also failed her. My first charge. She had been transformed into a banshee.

I came across another witch down there. Jennifer. A lorelei witch. She helped me escape, so I brought her to the Halliwell Manor. I saw Prue there, and filled her in. Then I was summoned to the cemetery by a spell.

Ashley and I had a confrontation, and she was returned to mortal. "Piper" and Phoebe were there as well. Up to something. I returned to the Manor with Ashley to tell Prue.

"Piper" has been summoned there as well, along with the spirit of the real Piper. Prue sent everyone form the room. Then Clarke showed up. And now here I am. Standing beside Prue Halliwell, and being scared to death of Phoebe's fiance, Cole.

~Tristan

[Tristan]

Well I was summoned by The Elders. For once in their existence, they had good timing. They assigned me two new charges. A witch and a future whitelighter. I just hope I can serve them better than I've done with Ashley.

They also gave me a scroll. It is to restore the power of three apparently. Not sure how, but the Elders said it was only temporary.

Now I know better than to interrupt Prue. Especially when it has something to do with the Elders. So I hold on to my little scroll and watch. Then that bitch inside of Piper's body blows up the floor and falls to the basement.

Wait - missed something. Someone summoned/orbed Cole and Piper's spirit to the basement. And the bitch bound Prue's powers.

Another whitelighter appeared. He wasn't happy that I still hadn't given them the scroll. So I did. Then I orbed Paige and Prue to the basement.

That's where I am. Don't ask me how I found the time to write while down here. But there are two newcomers. I don't recognize them.

~Tristan