A/N. If you are one of the readers of Something About (published on 06-20-05), I'm really, really, really sorry that I have to delete it here. The idea on how my created character would show up was worn-out that I could detect similarities on other Chris fics that I have read here.

If you are Spoon and Fork, call me evil, shadowhisper, starra86, fisharecoolies and celestialwitch, I'm really sorry.

But that doesn't mean that I threw the story all the way to the trash without even giving it a chance to edit it. I changed the title - which was quite obvious - and edit it. But my character is still the same character of my first version of this story.

Hope you guys will like this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed. Coz if it is, seasons seven and eight would be different! Season eight hasn't shown in our country yet but I have seen the whole season seven. Just in case I am the owner of this show, most episodes would probably focus on those two baby Haliwells, their demons and their powers! Oh well, I'm biased. Sue me.

Summary: Chrisfic. In the middle of season six where the Haliwell family was pressured on finding the demon that turned Wyatt evil, someone -not a family- was doing the same thing.

This story began after the episode A Wrong Day's Journey Into Right.

PROLOGUE

For the next hundred years, a great power shall be born.
He will be known as the Twice Blessed, son of a Charmed One.

Two children will also be born.
One mortal and one magical.
They will be known as the Protectors of the Twice Blessed.

Through joining forces, the three will become unstoppable…
whether it will be good or evil.

-Melinda Warren

DEFAULT CHAPTER. The Mystery Demon

Paige Matthews Haliwell stood in the attic studying the large poster board with clippings of demons that were vanquished as well as the map of San Francisco where it happened.

It was like weeks ago when they were put in a situation like this, thinking and wondering on the demon that vanquished several demons for three consecutive weeks. The demon responsible for that one was the evil twin of Mr. Right, who Paige conjured the same day the vanquishing started. Vincent – the name of Mr. Wrong - as well as his group of assassins called Demonatrix was already vanquished weeks ago, but it seemed like the demon killings continued. "I think I'm having a déjà vu," she contemplated.

"You're not the only one." Her sister Phoebe agreed dryly while flipping through the Book of Shadows. "Demon killing other demons. Is it just me or someone is trying to be us?"

Paige crossed her arms over her chest without taking her eyes off at the clippings. "Well according to Chris there's no confirmation that this mystery demon is using Charmed potions. So I say he is not trying to be us." She crossed to the other poster board where she mapped out the demons that were vanquished, the location and the date of vanquish, as well as their power.

Phoebe closed the book with a loud thud."I have to admit. This is frustrating. I know I said before that I should not be relying on my powers but somehow, no matter how many times I tell that to myself, it doesn't change the fact that we need them in times like this."

It was then Paige swiveled back to face her sister, her hands on her hips. "Then let me tell you again that we can figure this out without using your premonition. We found Mr. Wrong before without using much of our powers remember? I know we can do this."

Phoebe walked toward the couch and sat with a sigh. "Thanks for the energy booster missy but it's been two weeks when this another mystery demon came. He's not in the book and just like your Mr. Wrong, he is one step ahead of us." She glanced down at the coffee table and found empty cans of Red Bull. "Do we still have those in the kitchen?"

Paige glanced down and shrugged. "Last time I checked, we drank all of them."

"I think I need a dozen of them." Phoebe stood up from the couch. "I'll go to the nearest local store. You want me to buy you anything?"

Paige considered the question for a while. Whether it was her sister way of escaping this responsibility, she didn't mind. Her sister needed a break anyway. Aside from vanquishing demons, Phoebe has a column to finish as well, which she could hardly focus on because of this dilemma. "Why don't I go there while you stay here and have a nap first?" she suggested. "You look like you're not capable of going out."

"No, I'm fine. I'll go and you stay." Phoebe insisted. "Besides, you're the one who's good in analyzing this stuff." She said gesturing her hands on the several poster boards around the attic.

Paige smirked. "Just be careful and don't take too long. I still need you here, you know."

"Don't worry. Once I have the enough energy, I'll help you."

--

Phoebe Haliwell went out of the 24-hour local store few blocks away from the Manor. There weren't too much people and cars roaming around given that it was already eleven in the evening. The silence was deafening that only her footsteps could be heard. Carrying a bag filled of two six-pack of energy drink on her right, she opened the car door of the passenger seat and rested the bag there.

She slammed the door shut and hugged herself with her blazer. The cold breeze of San Francisco at this hour made her body shudder. It would be a normal night for her only if she didn't jump in surprise when she heard a loud crash.

It was coming from the dark alley.

Out of curiosity and a bit of anticipation – in a life of a Charmed One, hearing that kind of sound on a dark alley meant more than a cat that jumped off a garbage can - she cautiously walked down the sidewalk that led her to the alley.

Maintaining her cautious movement, her eyes traveled the area. There was nothing. Only a mist that was surrounding the area could only be seen. And the more she walked down the alley, the darker it got. The only source of light was the sky and the lamppost at the curve of the closed establishment she had past.

Then something registered to her that made her stop.

"What am I doing?" Phoebe whispered incredulously to herself.

Walking in the dark alley in the middle of the night with no powers, no potions, no vanquishing spells… it's not just right. Leaving and making my sister Paige wait at the manor while figuring the mystery demon on her own isn't right too.

I should be driving home by now.

So she turned her back and left the place to forget on what was she was doing until she heard another crash.

It was louder.

And she even heard grunts and moans.

So without hesitation, she turned again and moved toward the darkness. The grunts were getting louder and even the sound of a body hitting a wall was heard too. Gangster fight or demon attack, she should find this out. Who knew, it could be the mystery demon they were looking for.

She continued to walk and only a few meters from her she could see that there was a fight going on. She just couldn't distinguish it since it was dark and only their dark figure could only be seen. She wanted to get nearer but a large wooden box was flying toward her. Involuntarily, she ducked down escaping it. She quickly hid behind the dumpster finding a perfect view of the action.

There were about seven demons attacking one figure. That figure could be the mystery demon.

The mystery demon made a step forward and right there and then the streetlight illuminated him.

It was a girl.

She was wearing a white tank top paired with blank pants and combat boots. With guns holstered on her legs, she launched a high kick at the demon in front of her, and felt its cheek give way under blow. He stumbled backward, clutching his face in pain.

Another grabbed her from the back, arms tightening around her neck. Hence, she slammed her head back to the demon's face in defense. Her braided long jet-black hair flew with her movement as she quickly turned to the demon. Within a split second, she grabbed its arm, twisted it and pushed it into the mount of wooden box.

Phoebe felt like she was watching a hardcore action. The girl was indeed really good in combat. It looked like she had been fighting demons for years.

"Okay ladies," the girl declared, panting. "I've had enough."

She pulled her two guns up and directed it towards the two demons three meters away, ready to attack her. On cue, the demons stopped on their tracks, alarmed. Suddenly, they laughed at her and mocked, "Lady please, guns don't work on us."

They are right lady. Just run if I were you.

"I doubt it." She pulled the trigger and let the bullets released. There weren't any loud BANG or any sort of sound a gun could produce. She was probably using a silencer.

And in all years of vanquishing demons, Phoebe never seen a bullet killed a demon until now.The two demons that were shot exploded into flames and vanished.

The girl continued to shot the remaining demons without a doubt. Just like the first two demons, they all exploded into flames and vanished.

Needless to say, Phoebe was stunned.

Panting, the girl holstered back her two guns and dusted off her clothing. She bent down to get her backpack but rapidly straightened up and winced, her hand on her waist, "Fuck." She grunted

She sounded really hurt.

Phoebe wanted to help the girl but something restrained her from doing so. As much as she wanted to convince herself that the girl wasn't some force of evil and completely harmless, she couldn't.

Who would approach a stranger in the middle of the night with deadly weapons attached on her body anyway?

So she stayed back to where she was hidden and watched the girl.

For the second time, the girl picked again her bag – slowly this time - and hiked it on her back.

She stood for a while breathing hard. Searching on her pocket, she pulled a lighter and a cigarette pack. She lifted one on her mouth and lit it sucking hard on the filter. After her last drag of her cigar, she gradually walked out through the darkness…

--

Chris Perry Haliwell found himself orbing in the attic seeing his Aunt Paige pacing around. He didn't have to ask on why his Aunt was doing that since it was really obvious that it had something to do with their mystery demon.

He glanced around as if searching for someone. "Where's Aunt Phoebe?" he asked.

His aunt Paige halted and faced him. "She went out to buy something. She'll be back in any minute."

His mouth slightly opened in disbelief, "You let her out in the middle of the night?"

"She's craving for energy drink Chris. She needed it. We all needed it."

"Yeah. But why her? She's vulnerable without her powers. You should have called me earlier."

"Don't worry. She can still kick ass and cast spell." She flopped herself on the couch and sighed. "So, any news on our mystery demon?"

Chris shook his head. "Nothing. Most demons in the Underworld haven't heard of this demon were looking for. They couldn't even think of someone who could vanquish the upper level demons that were killed in the past few weeks except from you guys - the Charmed Ones."

She nodded processing what he said. "That means this mystery demon must be powerful." She picked herself up of the couch and moved toward again at the poster board where the references of the demons vanquished listed in columns. "But I had a feeling that it couldn't be some sort of power base coming along to take us on."

Chris' brows furrowed and approached his aunt. "What do you mean?"

"Look at this." She began nodding on the board. "Most of the demons that were vanquished were upper level demons. These are powerful forces that would kill and sacrifice witches to become more powerful. Like a cult or something. In other words, the demons that were vanquished were the power base that wanted to take us on. Not the mystery demon because it looked like he's preventing them. The question is why is he doing it?"

"Maybe this is some kind of a trick; His way of taking us on. The demon wanted us to be preoccupied on figuring out who he is so that he could come across to our other priorities without paying much attention to them." He paused and thought for a while. "But it still didn't make sense since our priority was to save Wyatt. And the reason why we are figuring this out because he could be the one who turned my brother evil."

"I knew we need the energy drink." Paige commented.

Chris ignored his aunt's remark. Instead, he studied also the demons that were lined up on the board. Finding this demon is worse than searching a needle in the field, Chris thought. The demon wasn't in the book; the Underworld knew less about it and this mystery demon left no traces on the vanquishing site he had been, which meant there was no way of tracking him down.

Smart demon… very smart.

"Paige! Leo! Chris! A little help here please!" it was a familiar voice crying out downstairs snapping out of his thoughts. He quickly looked at Paige who was giving him a worried glance.

"Phoebe." she whispered.

--

Leo Wyatt didn't hesitate to orb in the living room of the Haliwell Manor the moment he heard his sister-in-law cried for help. He knew that anytime, Phoebe would call him for rescue since she was powerless as of the moment. The Tribunal stripped off her powers when they found out that Phoebe had been relying on her powers too much that it led their friend Darryl into trouble.

It was a good thing that somehow it ended up fine – Darryl didn't face the death warrant and the Cleaners handled it - though Darryl wasn't with them now.

"What is it?" he asked the moment he orbed in.

"Heal first. I'll explain later." Phoebe said anxiously.

Leo looked at his sister-in-law giving her a once slow over. She seemed to be… okay.

"Uh… Leo?"

"Where's your wound?"

Phoebe rolled her eyes. "Not me Leo." She glanced over her shoulder and sidestepped so that he could see on what was she talking about. "Her."

Leo tilted his head down at the unconscious body lying on the couch. It was a girl, bleeding.

Without hesitation, he walked towards the body, kneeled down and checked the girl's wound. There was no doubt that she was attacked. With his hands over the girl's ribs, it conjured a golden glow.

"What happened?" he heard his son, Chris, rushing down the stairs.

"You okay Phoebe?" His sister-in-law Paige followed it.

While doing his whitelighter's ability to heal, Phoebe turned to face Paige and Chris to give an explanation on what happened. He assumed that the two hadn't notice the girl he was healing since they were keen to listen to the story. Long story short, his sister-in-law saw a girl vanquished the demons; she followed the girl and found her collapsing on the ground.

The girl didn't wake up right after Leo healed her. He didn't bother though. He thought that maybe the girl was either in a state of shock or plain exhausted.

"I think the mystery demon that we're looking for isn't a demon at all. It's her." Her sister-in-law theorized ending the speech.

"What?" Paige asked in disbelief as she walked past Phoebe to see the girl.

Phoebe explained. "She could be the one that we are looking for. The one who's responsible for the demon killings these past few weeks. I've seen her fought those demons and she was really good. She vanquished all of them."

Paige stood next to Leo, bent a bit and frowned studying the girl. "Well she certainly doesn't look like a demon to me. I mean what kind of demon that carries a gun and use it as a weapon against demons."

"Are you sure you've seen her used those guns to vanquish the demons?" Leo asked noticing the guns holstered on her legs.

Phoebe nodded. "Positive."

"If she's not a demon, maybe she's a witch like us." Paige speculated.

Leo shook his head. "I don't think so. If she were a witch she would be using potions for vanquishing not guns. All witches know that bullets don't kill demons." He paused for a while then declared, "She's mortal."

"She's –" Phoebe trailed off most probably amazed. "Wow, a mortal that knows how to kill demons. Isn't she too strong for that?"

"And too smart to be one step ahead of us." Paige added. "That's impossible for a mortal to handle."

The Haliwell sisters were right. And Leo could agree with that. The girl was lucky enough to survive the large wound on her side and was too strong to handle demons. But he was sure that the girl was mortal. There was only something special about her. He could sense it. "We need to know her name. It would be helpful for us to know more about her."

"Well her bag says, " Phoebe burrowed her eyes at the small rectangular silver tag hanging on the zipper of her black backpack. If Leo wasn't a soldier before, he wouldn't think of it as one of those military nametags. He had that kind of nametag during the war. "Platoon D. Sgt. Audrey Davis." Phoebe frowned and asked. "What's a Platoon D?"

"SWAT. She's SWAT." Leo answered.

"She's what?" Paige asked in surprised.

"SWAT. Special Weapons and Tactics." Phoebe replied almost taken aback. "Wow."

"Okay, since when did SWAT decided to vanquish demons? Or to make it simpler, how come SWAT knows something about demons? Aren't they supposed to be the first people that would laugh at you when you tell them that you've been haunted by demons?" Paige queried.

"You mentioned the word demons three times at the end of your sentences." Leo commented.

"It's because this doesn't make sense." Paige replied. "Maybe Darryl knows her. We should ask him"

"That's not possible. Darryl is avoiding us." Phoebe said. "Is she going to be okay?"

Leo stood up. "Yes, she'll be fine. Her wound was deep though, but I took care of it. All she needs is a rest. I'll go check with the Elders if they know something about her. We still have to make sure if she's the one who's responsible for the demon killings lately."

His two sisters-in-law nodded in agreement. At least finding out the girl's name and her status was helpful enough to know more about her. When Leo turned and was about to leave, he noticed his son was still there, standing silently few feet away from them. The kid hadn't said a word after Phoebe revealed the girl as the mystery demon.

"You okay Chris?" Leo asked.

Chris glanced up to him like he was awakened from his thoughts. He placed his hands on his pockets and replied. "Yeah. I'm okay."

Leo nodded but something in his son's tone told him that he wasn't.

What could that be?

What do you think? Should I continue? Delete? Bang my head on the wall for thinking this fanfic?

Comments and Suggestions are highly appreciated by yours truly.

But if you are going to suggest to get rid of my Mary Sue, that is not possible. She is part of my story people.