This is a major AU. You may recognise some of the characters but they'll be different. Like some previously good characters will be evil and vice versa, also some mortal characters may now be witches and the timeline will have changed as well.

One important fact: Paige was never given up at birth. She was raised with her sisters but she is still their half sister. If you're confused don't worry, just read on and it will all become clear…

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot.

Prue- 28

Piper- 26

Phoebe- 23

Paige- 21

Evil and the Charmed Ones
Prologue

Piper, Phoebe and Prue sat around the couch in the Manor, each holding a look of pure unadulterated anger.

"How could she do this to us?" Prue glared at Phoebe, as if she wanted her to answer. Prue's eyes were a fiery deep blue, if looks could kill, then Phoebe would indeed be dead. Phoebe shook her head, her own brown eyes raging.

"She chose them over us, we're her sisters damn it!" Piper got up and started to pace. She voiced her fears to her older and younger sister.

"We can't let them corrupt her, they'll brain wash her and we'll never get her back." Phoebe sat forward in the couch and glanced up at Piper.

"If we kill them, we could get her back." Prue sighed, with a mixture of anger and frustration.

"That won't work. There are too many." Phoebe looked at Prue, a smirk of mockery playing on her lips.

"You're giving up? That I did not expect, maybe from Piper but not from you." Piper frowned darkly and Prue shot up. She grabbed Phoebe by the throat and shoved her against the wall.

"You think I want this? I raised that kid, all I ever wanted was for her to respect us and what we fight for, so don't you dare even start to say that I don't want her back, keep you comments to yourself, little sister. Don't make me get angry." Phoebe roughly shook Prue off.

"Oh and Phoebe?" Phoebe looked over to where Piper was standing. "That goes for me as well, you know what I'm like when I get angry." An explosion annihilated the table by Phoebe's leg. "My powers become out of control." Phoebe smiled slightly, a small chuckled escaping from her throat.

"Whatever you say sisters." Disdain edged her voice. "But what do you suggest we do?" Prue grinned evilly.

"We could make her see that our way is the most fun." Phoebe shook her head.

"That won't work. She's-" He face went from holding no emotion to having a look of complete and utter disgust. "Good."

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A/N: I know, I know, I should be concentrating on my other stories, but this idea has been in my head for a while and I couldn't resist uploading it and seeing what you guys think of it. Sorry its a little short, the normal length of chapters will be about 1,000 words.