Phoebe pushed aside the broken door and stepped inside. Darkness filled the room, death the air. Floorboards creaked as she advanced into the old home. Remnants of what once was lay on the floor, a museum flier was still pinned to the wall, below it hung a picture, a picture of a woman she recognised, her grandmother.
"Why have you brought me here?" Phoebe looked around to the woman that was stood with her.
"Because, this is what will happen, this is your future, the world's future, the only people who remain are demons and witches, destined to fight in a mystical war that will never end, and do you know who's leading it?"
Phoebe ignored the woman and stepped into the old living room. Weapons lay strewn across the floor, technology accompanied them, things Phoebe could not begin to comprehend lay in front of her.
"Your brother Phoebe, he has done all this."
"I don't have a brother," Phoebe shot her glance around to the woman, the woman who reminded Phoebe so much of herself when she was that age, "Take me home."
"Not until you see what I brought you here to show you," The woman kicked aside a broken table and advanced toward the stairs.
Phoebe took one last quick scan of the room she was in and then followed the woman up the stairs. The creaks of the stairs were each familiar as she advanced up the staircase, they were of course accompanied by new ones. Phoebe paused and turned around, the ground floor was still the same as it was 5 seconds ago, but the first floor was as she had always remembered it, it was her home, "How have you done this?"
"We're back in your time, or at least your immediate future."
"Phoebe, demon!" Piper screamed as she came flying through her bedroom wall into the hallway.
"Piper!" Phoebe ran over to her sister and stopped in front of her. Piper wasn't moving, she was lying still, and Phoebe knew why.
"Piper!" Phoebe ran over to her sister and dropped at her side, "Leo!"
Phoebe jumped back, dazed and confused, "That's me, but how come I can't see me?"
"We're here as observers as to what is happening, no-one can see us."
"Leo!" Phoebe screamed as she looked around the hallway, the demon moved out of Pipers bedroom and advanced towards her, "No!" Phoebe levitated and kicked the demon knocking him over.
"Aunt Phoebe, look out!" Wyatt darted out of his bedroom sending an energy ball toward the demon destroying it as it hit.
"Wyatt, get your father, your mother is hurt," Phoebe looked at her nephew who stood and stared at his mothers body, "Now!" Wyatt orbed away as Phoebe watched, she returned her glance to her sister and picked up her hand, "Come on Piper, I can't loose you too, first Prue, then Paige, not you Piper."
"Paige is gone?" Phoebe looked around to the woman.
The woman stood up from the wall and looked at Phoebe, "Paige and Warren, you, Piper, Chris and Wyatt are all that remains of the Haliwells."
"Warren?" Phoebe looked puzzled.
"Your son," The woman paused for a second and began to walk down the hallway towards the stairs up to the attic, "We've seen all we have to see here, follow me."
Phoebe pushed open the attic door and stepped inside to see herself again, she was holding a baby and stood with a man she didn't recognise.
"He's so beautiful, just like his mother." The man kissed Phoebe.
"Warren Haliwell," Phoebe laughed and put the baby down in the playpen.
"Surprise!" A demon appeared behind Phoebe and formed an energy ball.
"Phoebe!" The man ran at Phoebe and knocked her out of the way taking the hit of the ball.
"Piper, Paige!" Phoebe screamed, her sisters orbed in.
"You again!" Paige picked up a vanquishing potion from the table and chucked it at the demon.
"Sorry witch, but no thanks." The demon held out his hand and the vanquishing potion incinerated in the air as it twirled towards him, "Time for you to go, how about falling to your death from the attic?" The demon mocked Paige.
"Try it!" Paige orbed a cage of crystals towards the demon but he deflected them.
"Thanks for your powers witchy, now lets see how these work. Excalibur!" The demon held out his hand and orbed the sword to him.
"Piper, he's got my powers!" Paige frantically tried to orb or do anything magical.
"That's the least of our problems Paige, he's got the damn sword and the only other person that can use it is 7 years old and has never laid eyes on it before in his life!"
"Bye witch!" The demon threw the sword at Paige, it went straight through her chest, the body stood there for a few moments before dropping to the floor.
"Paige!" Phoebe looked over at her sister's body, "Piper blow him up!"
Piper backed up as the demon walked towards her, she held out her hands blowing up objects around her as appose to the actual demon, "Its not working!"
"Of course it isn't, you can't use your powers on good witches." The demon laughed, "Now to clean out my attic." The demon waved his hand and Paige's body along with half of the objects went flying at the wall and then down to the street, "Like that? That was Prue's power wasn't it?" The demon laughed and then closed his eyes, "Want to know what else I got from Prue?" He appeared next to Warren and laughed at Phoebe.
"My baby!" Phoebe screamed as the demon disappeared, she left the man she was helping and ran to the playpen.
"Too late!" The demon reappeared in his original standing position and then disappeared in black lights.
"Warren!"
"Why do you keep showing me death?" Phoebe looked at the woman who was now stood looking out the hole in the wall, the figures of the future disappeared leaving only Phoebe and the woman in the attic.
"Because I know this is the only thing you'll listen to, I still have more to show you if you don't believe there's something you need to do."
"I believe there's something I need to do, I believed that since you came to see me and show me this, what I don't believe is that I have a brother who's doing all this, there's nothing in Melinda Warren's prophecy about 4 witches being the charmed ones let alone 5 and if I had a brother where's he been all my life? How come Mom, Dad and Grams never mentioned him?"
"Always with the questions, fine I'll show you more." The woman waved her hand and the attic went back to how it was, people stood there, people Phoebe recognised.
"They're all so beautiful Patty, my grandchildren, the charmed ones." Penny admired the five babies as they lay in the playpen.
"We have to take her now Patty, the Elders might be watching." Sam held out his hand to his charge.
"Ok," Patty picked up the baby and looked at her mother, "We'll be back soon mother."
"Goodbye my granddaughter." Penny watched as her daughter orbed away, "Now lets get you four downstairs."
"Not so fast witch!"
Penny spun around to find a demon stood behind her.
"Oh really," She held out her hand but her powers had no effect on the demon.
"Useless old woman!" The demon waved his hand and Penny was flung off to the side.
"Come on babies, you want to come on a trip with me?" The demon laughed and picked up the boy.
Penny stood up and began reciting a spell, "Earth, air, water, fire, may the elements do my desire, take this demon from this land, make him know from my presence he is banned!"
"Foolish witch, you've just lost your grandson!" The demon laughed as earth, air, water and fire surrounded him and took him away.
"What was that?" Phoebe looked at the woman who was still stood in the same place, not watching what was going on.
"The only day the five charmed ones were all together, the day evil decided to steal the children of good witches, the day your brother got taken away from you. That's why you don't remember him, he was taken away and raised by evil."
"But why didn't Grams say anything?"
"Because the time she tried to get your brother back she almost died, the demons protecting him were too strong, if she told you about your brother she knew when you had your powers you'd go after him, something she couldn't allow you to do, the demons were too powerful, they could have killed you in one go."
The surroundings changed again, this time to match the manor when Phoebe had entered it, the hole appeared in the attic wall again, barriers were now around it, a hologram of the book of shadows filled the plinth where it usually stood.
"Where are we?"
"Back in my time." The woman walked over to a trunk and pulled out a pot and began adding ingredients into it.
Phoebe looked around at the attic, markings were on all the walls and the floor, she walked over to the hole in the attic wall, the street was bare of houses, all that remained was rubble, rubble as far as the eye could see, San Francisco appeared to be non-existent other than the manor, "What happened?"
"Your brother killed everyone other than Wyatt and Chris, magic became exposed, demons began attacking more and more innocents, witches became fewer and fewer, the Elders withdrew whitelighters and retreated to some stupid hideaway. Wyatt organised all the witches in a last hope battle to reclaim the world for good, that's why San Francisco is like it is, the combined magic's destroyed it, all apart from this house. When good won Wyatt set up this place as a museum in tribute to you all and the battle that was waged here, everything was going fine until a year ago when your brother re-surfaced, he murdered Wyatt with Excalibur and then sent Chris flying into the rubble and then murdered my mother, evil has come back to the land and there's too few of us witches left to fight it now."
"That's awful," Phoebe looked back at the woman and what she was doing, "You live here?"
"Once Mom, Wyatt and Chris were killed this place was left to me, I gathered the witches I could and brought them here, now our combined magic is all that stops evil from destroying this."
Phoebe became shocked when the woman said the house was hers, "You're a Haliwell?"
"Wyatt was my father."
"So that would make you my great-niece?" Phoebe smiled and walked over to the woman, "What's your name?"
"Piper." The woman paused and turned around to look at her aunt, "Its funny being called after someone you've never met, although I feel like I've known her."
Phoebe knelt down next to Piper, "Well maybe if I can somehow convince Piper and Paige and get the truth out of Grams you just might get to know her."
"I doubt it, if all that happens I won't exist, Dad met Mom from organising all the witches to fight against Alexander."
"Alexander?"
"Your brother."
"Of course I mean hes not a girl why should he have a P for his name."
"He does, Philip Alexander, your dad argued with your Mom to get at least one of his kids with a name that didn't begin with a P, or so Dad tells the story." Piper placed a few more ingredients into the pot hoping for an explosion, "Damn!"
"Whats that?" Phoebe looked at the potion Piper was making.
"A vanquishing potion for the seer."
"The seer? We vanquished her."
"And Alexander resurrected her."
"Here let me help, I can remember making the potion before, I'm familiar with it, of course it would help if you had the book with you when you made the potion." Phoebe joked, "So where is it?" Phoebe looked over at the hologram on the plinth.
"Alexander has it."
"You mean you have to do everything without the book?"
"Yeah, of course it helps if your father was one of the most powerful good witches of all time and your mother an admirably powerful witch."
"Piper, Alexander is attacking!" A shout came from down the attic stairs, Piper jumped up and ran to the window, Phoebe followed.
Demons gathered in a circle around the steps up to the manor, they appeared to be trying to break a barrier, "Whats that?"
"The barrier, it stops evil from getting in, but not that much evil, I've never seen so many demons." Piper looked worried, "You have to go back Phoebe, its too dangerous, if you die here you die in your own time and theres no way I can warn the charmed ones without you."
"How do I get back?"
"Touch this," Piper threw a jacket at Phoebe, one she recognised, "That's what you touched to bring you here, you'll go back to your time almost as if all of this has been a premonition, so focus on the jacket, and remember stop Alexander."