Prolog
Piper looked out of her window and thoughtfully gazed out at the once prosperous San Francisco. Phoebe was the Queen of the Underworld. She had given birth to her son, Michael, 1 year ago. The evil baby that would be the most powerful source ever. Cole, was the source. And in the year that Phoebe had accepted her new position, the world had been cast into darkness. Why? She thought. Why didn't I listen to Paige? She was right. Everyday Piper beat herself up over it. Phoebe was very powerful. She had received pyro kinesis, flaming, fireballs, and telekinesis for powers. Piper went down in the kitchen where Paige, and Leo were eating breakfast. Good Morning. Said Leo.
Mm. Grumbled Piper. Are you still beating yourself up over Phoebe? Asked Paige. No. Just basking in the misery the world is in. Piper replied. She chose that. Said Leo. No. Piper said angrily. Cole forced her. The Seer forced her. We'll find a way to bring her back. Said Leo.
Penthouse
Phoebe glanced at her crystal ball. Poor Piper. But it's not my fault she didn't want to join us. She thought. She looked at her son. My beautiful baby boy. She said quietly to him while he was playing with his toys. She, Michael, and Cole lived in the penthouse. Her life was amazing. I never thought I would enjoy living and causing darkness and evil. The city, was dark. Evil ruled. Chaos ensued every day. Buildings were collapsed and in ruin. Forget the underworld, we can have it here.
I need to turn Piper and Paige evil. Then this will truly be the best thing in the entire universe.