Definition of Quandary: Perplexity or uncertainty over what to do in a difficult situation
The morning was surprising warm and bright as Cole Turner, recently appointed Assistant District Attorney, stepped out of San Francisco International Airport and a light breeze ruffled his hair as he hailed a taxi to take him to his new flat.
It had been over five decades since Cole had last been to San Francisco and even though he was far from safe there, the need for relocation and a nostalgic attachment to the city had made him quick to apply for the ADA position when the opportunity had become available.
To the average observer Cole Turner looked nothing more than the image of a somewhat successful, 32 year old, business man dressed in a designer suit (an image which Cole worked hard to project and maintain). However that was far from the truth and a select few have glimpsed the power which lies partially dormant beneath his skin and the evil within him. Cole Turner was a 114 year old demon (a half-demon really but very few were able to see the difference) and he was on the run from the world of magic and demons for the almost 108 years, moving from town to town, city to city and sometimes even country to country, never staying more than 10 to 15 years in the same place. It was for this reason why San Francisco was not a safe place for him.
San Francisco was a major hub for magic and demonic activity. A Nexus (a point of incredible energy equidistant from the five mystical elements; earth, fire, wood, water, and metal) existed in the city and although few knew of its location both good and bad magic was consequently drawn there. It would be risky living in this city but Cole felt that it was time to return to the place he was born.
It was a Saturday morning and he didn't have to report to work until the following Monday, nor did he much unpacking to do. Upon getting settled in his new flat Cole decided to get reacquainted with the city. He quickly showered and changed into a more casual outfit before heading to the street to hail a taxi. He asked the taxi driver to drive him around a bit so that he could see the city. He eventually ended up getting out of the taxi in front of a promising looking nightclub.
If only he had known what he knew now, Cole Turner would have stayed in the taxi for another two blocks and his destiny would have taken a different path. As it happened small choice changed the path of destiny and soon he would have to be faced with the biggest dilemma for a human soul. Love.
The three sister witches known as the Charmed Ones; Prue, Piper and Phoebe Halliwell sat together in a private booth at Piper's nightclub, P3, as they watched the crowd of young, carefree innocents dancing away to the beat of the music which flooded the nightclub.
Piper had just returned from her trip "Up There" with her Whitelighter boyfriend Leo and the girls were all in a sombre mood over the verdict given to Piper by the Elders, about her and Leo's relationship.
"The longer I'm back the fuzzier it all seems to get." Piper told her sisters. " I think that they do that on purpose. They are very big on mystery."
"Do you remember anything?" Prue asked.
"Just feelings mostly. Good ones. Peaceful and whole and then it all went to crap when they said that Leo and I had to stop seeing each other or else."
"Or else what?" Prue wanted to know.
Piper took a deep breath, "Or else they would reassign him and we would never see each other again." She told her sisters.
Phoebe and Prue looked at their sister sadly.
"Just because it didn't work out with mom and her Whitelighter, I don't understand why I am being punished." Piper continued.
"I am sure that you guys will figure a way around this." Prue tried to reassure her. "Leo would never let you go without a fight. You know that?"
All three sisters moved close together for a hug.
"But what if he doesn't have a choice?" Piper asked her sisters.
Neither Phoebe nor Prue knew what to say to that.
A.N.: Prologue. Never wrote for Charmed before so I really hope you all will be patient with me.