Morgan Campbell

No, he knew it couldn’t be Prue.  He didn’t know why he said that.  It seemed like his vision was betraying him.  He couldn’t think about her right now.  Not when he had to push himself to find one of the whitelighters in the Halliwell house.  "Andy.  I need help,“ he said even though he was sure it was obvious with the arrow in his abdomen.

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Morgan nodded, as she bit her lip. She could take the arrow out and use her power to stop further blood loss until she could get one of the resident whitelighters - (she didn't want to stress Paige out any further after her arriving in this time with a metaphorical bang, but she didn’t think she’d have a choice)- it was just a matter of keeping her focus on holding things in place. She'd managed to stop someone bleeding out once before, but she'd been wiped out afterwards. 

“Well you just said it yourself,” Wesley pointed out.  "Her first move was taking Jay, not pulling us from the future.“  It didn’t mean that she didn’t know that it was going to happen.  "There are seers that could have told her this was going to happen.”  He didn’t think it was Lilith that brought them to the past.  If she was that powerful she wouldn’t have needed to take Jay in the first place.

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The last person Andy suspected was an unknown brunette to come up to him in the manor.  His vision wasn’t clear as she cried out for help.  It didn’t seem like any of the Halliwell children that had come from the future.  Looking up at her from this angle it short of look like Prue.  He found his mind wandering into his past.  Not hearing her question about the arrow in his abdomen.  "Prue?“ he said softly as he laid his head against the ground.

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Pushing a stray piece of hair behind her ear, Morgan was considering just pulling the arrow out when the man spoke softly, utterin a name as his head fell back against the wooden floor. Prue, she thought with frown. Wasn't that the name of the oldest Halliwell, the one who died? Maybe the blood loss was affecting the man.

Henry looks up at the young woman who speaks to him, the face was new or at least in this year he didn’t know her. “Right, should I know who your dad is? Sorry there’s a lot of new old faces around here. People know me but I don’t know them yet, they aren’t even born yet.” He muses the list before taking another drink. “Its been a long week or so, between people getting stuck in some wasteland, then all of us stuck in the manor, demon kidnappings and torture.”

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She gave him a soft smile. "No, you shouldn't. You haven't met him yet." she assured, as she leant against the kitchen counter, twisting the bottle top back and forward on the rim. 

Paige heard the panicked voice in her head and though she didn’t recognize it, knew it must be a charge of hers. She orbed to the girl’s location from her own house, just in time for an energy ball to come flying at her. 

“Energy ball!” She called out, flicking her wrist to return it to the demon. He exploded when it impacted. She turned to the girl.

“Well, you obviously know me. But who are you?”

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Morgan jumped back slightly as the familiar sight of orbs faded and the energy ball that had been headed her way was sent flying back to the demon who exploded as soon as it made contact.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Morgan gave a wince as the pain in her arm from the energy ball's graze made itself known. "oww," she hissed, before turning her eyes to her whitelighter who... was pregnant?

“My thoughts exactly. When bringing us here affect our futures. God forbid something goes wrong and we might not even have a feature to go back to you.” Peyton said with a heavy sigh. It had been something that has been going through her mind since you had gotten here. “I guess we just need to figure out why we are here. That way whatever it is we are meant to do we can get done and go home to our own time before we disturb it.”

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“You’re saying that like we know she’s behind us time traveling in the first place,” as far as Wesley was concerned there was no one that she could be behind it.  She might be powerful but not powerful enough to pull them all from the future.  It would also make sense that she wouldn’t want them there.

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An elder on Earth wasn’t an easy decision to make.  It had been decided that the risk of evil outweighed the dangers of anything else.  Especially if evil had a hold of one of the charmed ones.  Previously deceased or not it wasn’t a good thing.

Andy hadn’t touched down for very long when he had been targeted by a darklighter.  As the arrow flew towards him a shot of lightening leapt out of his hands.  Hitting the darklighter at the same time as the arrow hit him in the abdomen.  A gasp of pain as he fell back.  

He wasn’t too far from the Halliwell manor.  It seemed like not wanting to orb in and surprise them was a bad idea.  He just didn’t want to be blown up or worse for not showing his face sooner.  He stood up and discreetly walked up to the house.  He tried the door knob and thankfully they still didn’t lock it.  He stumbled in and fell to the floor. @xcfstartersx​

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Morgan ran out of the kitchen as soon as she heard the thud in the hallway. "Oh my god," she exclaimed, upon seeing the figure on the floor. Coming to the figure's side, she found them to be a dark haired man with an arrow protruding from his abdomen.

Taking off at a run, she took a turn onto Prescott Street and made straight for the house she’d been told by her whitelighter would offer aid should she ever need it. Glancing back, she made a slight dive to avoid another energy ball which glanced off of her arm as she hit the pavement with an ‘oof’ while she flicked her wrist in the others direction - her aim slightly off. Hearing the other being growl, Morgan scrambled up with a wince from where her knees had slammed down on the concrete and took off - knowing she wasn’t strong enough to take the demon on her own.

“Paige!” She called, as she came to a stop and turned back to the demon who smirked at the young witch’s predicament. “Paige!!”

+ Basic Information Name: Morgan Surname: Campbell Date of Birth: 01 May 2009  (future year: 2030) Zodiac Sign: Taurus Age: 21 (time traveler) Species: Witch Gender: Female Orientation: Bisexual Birthplace: Richmond, Virginia Spoken Languages: English Current Residence: San Fransisco, California (North Beach) Occupation: Student

+ Appearance Height: 5'8" or 1.73m Hair: Brown Eyes: Blue Notable Marks: n/a Faceclaim: Crystal Reed

+ Characteristics

Positive: Curious | Kind | Brave Negative: Stubborn | Loner | Guilt Complex

+ Abilities / Powers:

Active Power(s): Telekinesis | Telepathy Basic Power(s): Potion Making | Scrying | Spell Casting Inactive Power(s): Telepathic Prediction (triggered in moments of heightened stress) | Telekinetic Destruction (triggered in moments of intense anger)

+ Assigned Whitelighter