Author's Note: This story is set a couple of months after the Ultimate Battle. It focuses on most of the characters presented in the show. There is one main villain in this story, but there will be several other demons and challenges the characters have to deal with over the course of the story. I don't know how long this will end up being(I just started writing this), but I will try to update at least once a week. The prologue is a bit short since it's just introducing the main plot, but I will try to make the rest of the chapters longer. I hope you enjoy this, and please review.

Disclaimer: I'm only writing this once so I don't have to repeat it- I do not own Charmed or any of the characters created by the producers of this show. I do, however, own the characters I created and the unique plotline my story will be taking. Thanks!

Prologue

Five Years Earlier….

The energy from the vanquish of the Source by the Charmed Ones rippled across the magical world, both good and evil, and even affected some mentally open mortals. For the creatures of light, there was great rejoicing and celebration. Many had feared that the Source was the one evil that even the Charmed Ones could not defeat, but this proved otherwise. To them, this just proved that the reign of good would last forever.

For the Underworld, this was one of the most traumatic and depressing events that they had experienced. For most of them, their hope had been hinging upon the Source killing the Charmed Ones and opening up an opportunity for evil to take the upper hand. This had been their chance to make up for all of the deaths of fellow demons, who had been their friends and family, at the hands of those powerful three witches.

That hope of revenge by proxy had come crashing down the second the Source had been vanquished. They didn't even have to wait to hear the news; everyone felt the power surge at once. Immediately, demons began going into hiding or fleeing to protect themselves from the perceived threat of the Charmed Ones.

However, there was one demon that was not at all sad (or as sad as demons could get) over the vanquish of the Source. In fact, he was thrilled. This was because the Source's vanquish triggered his release from the cell he had been trapped in for over three centuries when the Source had put him here. His name was Theron.

Theron grinned eerily as the cage doors glowed brightly for a moment before they cracked loudly. The only reason this would be happening was if the Source was dead. That had been the clause built into the spell that had trapped him in here so long ago.

One thing about magic was that nothing could be foolproof. Every spell had to be slightly imperfect. The witch who had cast this one had made it so the Source's death would free him. The Source figured that this was an acceptable clause because if he was dead, then he wouldn't have to worry about the powerful last survivor of the Hunters.

His first step of freedom was exhilarating. For the first time in hundreds of years, he felt the soft feeling of dirt under his bare feet. To most, that would be an insignificant event, but for a demonic hunter who had been trapped in a cage for so long, this was one of the best feelings he had felt for a very long time.

The first thing he did was walk down the corridor that he still remembered led to the main section of the Underworld that was bound to be crawling with demons that could give him an update on what was going on in the world right now.

The last time Theron had been a free demon, his entire family had been slaughtered by that witch Melinda Warren and the rest of that coven of witches. He still didn't know how they had overcome the Hunters. They had been the most powerful group of demons of that time. They had been mercenaries for all kinds of groups of people, and they hadn't been exclusive of who hired them- good, neutral, and evil.

Melinda Warren had hated them and vowed revenge after the Hunters had killed her husband, Charles Warren, right after their daughter Prudence's birth. One of the hunters had been hired by an unknown person to take out Charles in order to weaken Melinda and the child. This had backfired and resulted in the death of the entire clan.

Theron ruminated on this turn of events that had occurred. The only reason he had survived was because he had been recruited by the Source at a young age due to his rare ability to control the element of water. This did not usually pop up in combination with the ability of telekinesis, which was passed along all of the hunters. This made him one of the more powerful demons and caused him to become a bodyguard to the Source.

Theron had suspected that the Source had given the order to kill Melinda Warren's husband, and he had tried to take out the Source. The Source didn't know how to kill him, so with the help of a powerful witch, he had locked him away. With the thought of his past, he turned back to the current problem of finding a demon.

It only took a few minutes for him to find the object of his search- a lowly camouflage demon. Immediately, he grabbed the demon by the throat and pinned him against the wall. "Where are the descendants of Melinda Warren?" He knew that by now, the witch was dead, but she was in the afterlife, which meant she could watch as he took out her remaining family.

The demon looked up with fear in his cowardly eyes and choked out, "The Charmed Ones. They're her descendants." Theron lightened his grip on the demon's throat for a moment. Even though he had been trapped for three centuries, he knew of the prophecy of the Charmed Ones, who were supposed to be the most powerful three witches who existed. Regardless, he would still go through with his plan to make that witch pay from the afterlife.

"Where are the witches?" he growled to the quivering demon.

The demon nervously responded, "San Francisco, at the Nexus. But no one has ever defeated the-!" He was cut off by the energy ball sent flying into his gut by the impatient hunter.

"No one tells me that I can't do something," he said spitefully to the pile of ashes at his feet. Even though the demon was gone, what he said was true- it would be difficult to take down these witches. Maybe he needed a little bit of help. Perhaps a seer to tell him the future and some muscle to distract the witches. But that would only be the start. He needed to learn about these witches first and discover their weaknesses. By the time he finally attacked them, they would be dust between his fingers. In a few years, Melinda Warren would regret that she had killed his family as each of descendants joined her one by one.