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[Jeremiah Turner]

Jeremiah sat on the beach staring at the tide. It was more than he’d ever imagined, the world. Even in the time of destruction he still seemed to get mesmerized by anything. The waves slowly crashed onto the beach and retreated back to the shore. It was a magical sight. But it made him a little uneasy. It felt as if the waves were coming to take him away and drag him back to the Catratix. But he knew that his fear was unrealistic. If the Catratix did want him back that bad it was likely that it would find a move complex way to catch him than trying to gobble him up with the seas waves. The sea seemed like the only thing which was still peaceful in the world. It did not scream or fight. The waves just calmly came in and then back out soothing Jeremiah’s head.

He ran his hand through the sand on the beach floor. Jeremiah could not see its color in the dark night time but he could imagine what it looked like. A crisp golden color which would fall through his fingers like a sieve. It was a peaceful activity. It reminded him of the peace that he felt with his love Emmaly. Not his official love but he was sure that he loved her and that she loved him. Too bad that she loved Micah too. That boy seemed to get in the way of every good thought that he had without even trying. Jeremiah always brought him into the picture. Any thought that he had about Emmaly would be kindly interrupted by his face in between them.

Jeremiah despised Micah. He was glad that he hadn’t run into him yet. It was a small island and he was bound to at some point. The boy was dreading that moment. He would gladly live a Micah free life with his darling Emmaly but the chances of that were slim, very slim. They were almost related! Jeremiah’s aunt, Piper, had an olden day equivalent to her, Faith Madison, who was the mother of Micah. Not quite related but they may as well have been. Or maybe the Queen had already claimed his life before Jeremiah had arrived. He didn’t want Micah to die though, but to just stay away from him. Jeremiah didn’t wish death upon anyone.

The tide seemed to be getting closer to him which caused him to shuffle back a little. His rear dragged along the sand as he did so. His eyes averted from the sea to the sky. It was empty. Black and empty. Jeremiah could not see any moon or any stars at all. Just nothing. He was sure that the new Queen has annihilated them all. It was a sad thing. Jeremiah may never see a start or the moon ever again. He hoped on some level that the good managed to pull through and over come her. It didn’t seem like a very pleasant time for most people.

[Micah Madison - Kane]

Emmaly. Micah had so many pleasant memories of the girl and it plagued him deeply to think of her alone in Catratix with his arch enemy, Jeremiah Turner. Oh lord. The possibility of the things they could be doing right now! They could be having sex and getting married but things were never what it seemed in that reality. Micah sighed and shuddered at the thought because it really sickened him. He couldn't see his former crush and the stupid Turner boy dating and it irked him. The only relationship that could only get him heated was that one and it sucked. Usually Micah would just flirt with another girl to make the other one jealous but this was different. Emmaly was what he liked in a girl and honestly she was worth the chase. That's why his goal was to stop Jeremiah Turner back in Catratix and thankfully, he didn't have to worry about him here.

Still in the back of his mind he wondered what Emmaly and Jeremiah were up to! Were they sharing the same nights that Micah and her used to? He smiled remembering how they went to the beaches nightly and would fall asleep in each others arms. They said they were just friends but that was only because another charmed child was involved into the mix.

Standing now with his daily attire on, he went to the beach and smiled about how well his day could go here. He was free from responsibility, so he could just sit there and ponder on his life. He knew he needed to speak to his mother and then finish things up with his mom, but was he ready to patch things back up? The bigger question that haunted him daily was were they ready to fix things. If he could reunite them then the world would be a greater place.

You see all his life he learned that love was the greatest gift that a person could give another. His parents were also two magical beings of great stature and if he could get them to get along then they could help balance out this hell hole called, EARTH. Seeing the horizon of the ocean, he walked seeing how black the water was. It was if it was signaling their end. What even surprised Micah even more was the fact that the ocean matched the sky. The stars were gone and only clouds of dust resided in their place.

Stopping, that's when Micah noticed him. His mouth dropped and his face became furrowed. It couldn't be! That boy shouldn't be here! He should be dead in Catratix! Well not dead but that would be a suitable ending for him. Throwing his hand out to his side, Micah smiled as the infamous Kane grin became apart of him and his hand erupted in flames to form a fireball. "Dude you just don't give up do you." he said as he threw the ball close to where his enemy was sitting.

[Jeremiah Turner]

Jeremiahs trail of thought was interrupted by a voice which he was dreading. It was that voice which he’d heard so many times before. It was the voice of the one and only Micah Madison-Kane. Joy. Though he did not look up even when the fireball landed next to him. He just sighed. Why did he have to be on the same beach as him? Why even a beach?! There were plenty of other places for him to be yet fate had brought them together on the exact same beach at the exact same time. Jeremiah hated karma. It was the one thing that always got to him. No matter what he did or how much he did to prevent something from happening, it always did.

“Micah” he said turning to look at him for the first time. “Is there anywhere else you could possibly go?”

He gave him a dirty look and too formed a fireball and threw it at him. It flew past his face. Jeremiah had aimed for it to fly past. Micah was his enemy but he didn’t want him to die. Both boys could play the power game. Catratix had a way of making you very, very powerful. It was apparent to Jeremiah that both he and Micah had very evolved powers compared to others of San Francisco. He guessed that the situation would not end prettily. Jeremiah and Micah loved to hate each other. It wouldn’t be the first time that they’d had a brawl. And besides, Jeremiah was quite looking forward to a brawl. It would give him a chance to test out his powers in the human world.

Jeremiah smiled at Micah after the fireball almost hit him. It was not a happy smile of course. It was a smug and fake smile. His brow soon furrowed as he glared at him. He slowly stood brushing sand away from his trousers. He knew that the fight was coming he could tell. Jeremiah was reading Micah’s emotions, he was pissed. Very pissed. But it wasn’t his fault that he came to Earth. Micah couldn’t expect him to stay in Catratix forever not knowing his heritage and what his family had accomplished. Selfish bastard. He wouldn’t be complaining if it was Emmaly who was sat on the beach and not him. Hell he’d be all over her if she were on the beach.

The man talk a step forward waiting for Micah to do the same. Was he too afraid to? God he hoped so. Jeremiah would hold it against him for the rest of his life. And probably after that as well. It would be quite entertaining to watch him squirm. He took joy in watching that.

[ooc: kinda crappy, sorry]

[Micah Madison - Kane]

This was going to get ugly and it was going to get that way quick. Whenever the two boys got together, destruction and war was bound to follow. It was like 'yin' and 'yang' the symbol for peace and destruction, good and for evil but it certainly didn't mean that both boys were bad. In fact, Micah didn't even know Jeremiah's alliance and probably never would. By default, both boys were born of Charmed Blood and both had demons for fathers. Resentment ran in their blood and they both wanted nothing to do with this war but knew that them coming here was no coincidence. The world wanted them to fight in this 'world,' but were they really up for the challenge? Time would only tell and god Micah sighed heavily as his nemesis began to run his mouth like he did back home.It never failed but it was apparent as to the reason why they never got along.

"Jeremiah Turner, don't you know your in my world now?" spoke Micah as he cleared his throat and let the words roll off his tongue with ease. He wasn't scared of this boy in the slightest because unlike Jeremiah he wasn't a mutt. In Micah's world he was purebred from the greatest, Charmed Line, our there and like duh it was true! "So why don't you go find a different realm where you can pretend your better then me." he laughed as his hands started to vibrate as flames erupted from them. They weren't hot to him and they never were but on contact to another being, they would wish they would have never messed with him. In fact they would wish for ten thousand leagues of nothing but ice to cool them down and with that Micah raised his hand defiantly in the air.

Taking a step further, knowing it would show his enemy he wasn't afraid, Micah's lips quivered with a grimacing smile and the flames in the palm of his hand swelled up even bigger within a matter of seconds. Raising his hands he threw the balls of heat at Jeremiah and quickly teleported behind him and cast his hands out in front of him. Within an instant the molecules in the sand sped up and blew to pieces underneath Jeremiah's feet. He knew that the chances of hurting him were pretty slim to none, but it would throw tons of smoke and debris into the air and he wasn't going to wait for an explaination from him. "Watch that Jeremiah, that big bang of mine can make the legs of anybody quiver." he said with a bit of sexual laughter thrown in.

[Jeremiah Turner]

Jeremiah laughed at the comment which Micah made about this world being ‘his world’. The boy knew that Micah had his head so far up his ass that he’d never know how to share. Besides, it wasn’t like Micah owned the world anyway. Na’dian did. As much as Jeremiah hated to admit it the new Queen had everyone shaking in their boots about what she’d do next and it appeared as if Na’dian did not fear anyone at all. It was as if this unruly Queen would not be stopped. Jeremiah would make a move on her if she hadn’t destroyed half of his family and most of the world. They’re not really points which you can overlook.

“Micah, it’s quite apparent that this is not your world.” he told him. “If this were your world, everyone would have AIDS, there’d be HIV infested strip clubs everywhere and, oh yes, and everyone would hate you.”

With that Jeremiah gave him a goofy grin. Jeremiah heard another one of his pathetic insults when he said that he was trying to be better than his enemy. Why try? In Jeremiah’s eyes he had always been better than Micah. He’d believed that for all his life. “Oh Micah, who’s pretending?” It was at that moment when Micah shot two balls of fire at him. The boy merely side stepped to avoid them showing his opponent that he was not scared. It wasn’t like Jeremiah could not form fireballs himself. And Micah knew that. It was something that did not make him scared, or something that he admired personally either. Especially when it was too one of his own powers.

Micah blew up the sand beneath his feet which caused the boy to jump back a little. It wouldn’t have killed him of course but it may have hurt his feet a little. Jeremiah looked up at Micah and gave a fake yawn. If he wanted a fight, then that was what he was going to get. With that, Jeremiah shot off into the air using his levitation power. But it was apparent that his powers were quite different on Earth. People found them more powerful than their own. It was if they had not advanced or something. Jeremiah disappeared from his view into the sky. He smiled as he was in the air. The sky was just as black up there as it was on the floor. Well of course, but you’d expect it to be different when you’re actually up there.

Jeremiah then began to form two large fireballs in his hands and began his decent right to where Micah was standing. The fireballs began to grow more as he flew downward and Micah was getting closer and closer. Soon the fireballs were at their peak and when Jeremiah was close enough he launched them to where Micah was standing and flew overhead. When he did he remained just floating in the air to see the result. Would they blow him to smithereens? Jeremiah didn’t wish death upon his rival but he would sure as hell find it interesting if he did blow up.