I know everybody does this, but I wanted to write the legacy of the new Charmed Ones myself. The characters' names and powers are lightly based on the names and powers in the comic books. I named Phoebe's youngest daughter because she's not born yet in the comics. Enjoy!

Fifteen people stood in the conservatory, waiting for their Destinies to arrive...literally. Outside, a bird stopped flapping his wings, stopping in midair. None of the clocks in the manor were ticking, and the only people moving were the six men and nine women in the conservatory. Three people appeared; another man and two more women. The man was an older man with white hair and a white beard. One of the women was Black with her hair tied up in braids, and the other woman had bangs and her long brown hair was tied up in a ponytail.

"Is everyone here?" asked the man, looking around at the faces in the room.

Piper Halliwell, her hair graying and her face becoming filled with wrinkles signifying her experiences. "Yes. All nine children and all three Charmed Ones, along with our husbands."

"Excellent," started the dark-skinned woman. "Would you like us to summon your parents and Penny Halliwell for the Passing?"

Piper shrugged. "If you need to."

The Angels of Destiny all looked to the sky, and giant yellow lights appeared in front of them. The lights formed into the shapes of Victor Bennett, Sam Wilder, Patty Halliwell, and Penny Halliwell. Victor looked confused, because he was the only one who didn't know why he was suddenly standing in the Manor.

"Welcome," said the third Angel of Destiny. "You are all here to witness the Passing of the Power of Three. We will start now."

The Angels of Destiny stepped toward the Charmed Ones and put a hand out in front of each of them. White orbs pulled themselves out of the bodies of Piper Halliwell, Phoebe Halliwell, and Paige Matthews. The orbs stayed hovering in the air, since they had nowhere to go. Not yet, anyway.

The only male Destiny spoke. "Melinda Patricia Halliwell, Prudence Johnna Halliwell, and Tamora Penelope Mitchell, please step forward."

The three twenty-eight-year-old women looked at each other, obviously confused. Melinda spoke up. "But we're not siblings. We're cousins. Shouldn't Wyatt be part of the Power of Three, since he's the most powerful out of all of us?"

"We do not choose. The future tells us that you three will be the best-fitted to become the new Charmed Ones," explained the Black Destiny.

"Now step forward, please," said the brunette Destiny.

The cousins looked at each other once more and stepped forward. The Angels of Destiny held their hands in front of the girls, and the lights which hovered above their heads dropped into their bodies. The girls glowed for a moment, and then it was as if nothing had happened. The male Destiny smiled. "You three are now the Charmed Ones. Your destiny awaits you. Choose your paths carefully. To the rest of you, good luck with your future endeavors."

And then the Angels of Destiny teleported out of the conservatory. Outside, the bird resumed flapping his wings, unaware that history had been made only feet away from where he had been flying.

Piper, Phoebe, and Paige hugged their daughters. Phoebe smiled at P.J. "I'm so proud of you. All of you. You just have to be extremely careful. Everyone will be after you all the time."

"I know, Mom. We've heard all the stories," started P.J. Her mother was always too worried about her. "Belthazor, Shax, the Source, the Avatars, Zankou, the Triad, Christie...we know, and we'll be careful."

"Prudence, be respectful," said Grams, crossing her arms over her chest. "Now, let's celebrate!"

"I can't," said Wyatt, pulling on his jacket. "I have to get to P3. There's a whole complicated thing with the band I was supposed to have booked."

Wyatt orbed out, and Chris clapped his hands. It was always hard to stand up to Grams. "I have to go, too. I have to check on one of my charges. She wasn't doing too hot yesterday."

Chris orbed out, and Grams looked at the rest of her family members. "Does anyone else have any excuses they would like to use to get out of eating dinner together?"

"Actually, I have to-" started Kat. Grams glared at her. Kat grinned. "Just kidding with you, Grams. I'm free for dinner."

"Good, and if they know what's good for them, the demons won't be free for dinner," said Penny, walking into the kitchen to help Piper and Melinda. Melinda was just like her mother in the way that she loved to cook more than anything else.

An hour later, the entire family sat around the dinner table. They'd had to extend it with magic, since there were nineteen people to seat. Grams smiled around at her family. Henry was bonding with Sam while Kat and Tamora talked about clothes and Junior argued with Paige. Leo was tickling Piper while Victor told Melinda a story of the past. P.J. and Parker compared their skin tones while Phoebe, Paz, and Patty laughed over something trivial.

Grams sighed. "Now why did Wyatt and Chris have to go like that? This is so nice."

"It's because they're jealous that I'm part of the Power of Three and they're not," answered Melinda, taking a sip of wine.

"Why is that anyway?" asked P.J. "Wouldn't it make sense to pass the Power of Three to Wyatt, Chris, and Mel?"

"I've been wondering the same thing," admitted Tamora.

Grams shrugged. "You heard the Angels of Destiny. You weren't chosen by them. They just saw a future where you three did the best as Charmed Ones. Now, I'm not entirely sure what that means, but I am sure that you girls will do a great job. After all, it is your destiny."

"Why wasn't I chosen?" asked Kat. "I'm older than Tam."

"It's six damn minutes!" exclaimed Tam. Her sister always bragged that she was older, but in reality, Kat was only older by six minutes.

"So. I'm still older." Kat took a bite of stuffing and set her fork down on her plate. She swallowed and continued, "Not only am I older, but I have a more offensive power, and I know how to control my powers better than her."

Tam laughed into her wine glass. "It's funny that you think that."

Kat put her hand out in front of her. "Wine glass."

Tam dropped her glass as it started melting in her hand. She looked at Kat with her mouth wide open. "Why would you do that?!"

"Girls, please!" yelled Paige from the other end of the table. "Please try to get along just once. We don't get to have family dinners very often."

Kat opened her mouth. "But-"

Paige put up a hand to stop her eldest child from explaining any further. Kat looked at Henry. "Dad!"

"Listen to your mother, Kat," said Henry shortly, picking something out of his teeth. "And try to act your age. You're twenty-eight, not fourteen."

"Thank God for that," murmured Tam, downing the rest of her wine.

Soon, everyone was done with dinner, and the Elders summoned Grams and Patty back Up There. Paige orbed Victor home, and Sam orbed to his own home. Piper, Melinda, and Parker were doing the dishes. Everyone was still talking and laughing, full from the feast Piper and her only daughter had prepared.

Paz approached her mother in the living room. Phoebe was staring at a wallet-sized picture, a sad smile on her face. Paz narrowed her eyebrows. "Mom? What are you looking at?"

"Oh. Nothing, sweetheart." Phoebe thrust the picture in her purse and feigned a smile at her youngest. "Are you almost ready to go?"

"I am, but Parker's helping Aunt Piper and Melinda do the dishes," answered Paz, still suspicious of that picture.

"Actually, we're done now," said Parker, bouncing into the room. "Did everyone say goodbye to everyone?"

"Yeah," said Paz and Phoebe together.

"Okay." Parker grasped her sister's hand and beamed out. Coop came in and did the same with Phoebe. P.J. was the only daughter of Phoebe's left at the manor, but she was upstairs with Tam looking through the Book of Shadows.

P.J. shook her head, smiling. "This is ours now."

"I know," smiled Tamora. "It's hard to believe."

The cousins looked up as a swarm of demons shimmered into the attic. Tam's mouth fell open. "Mel! Demons!"

Mel orbed into the attic. She threw her hands up, and two of the demons were thrown backwards in a shower of blue and white lights. A demon threw an energy ball at Tam, and she froze it and the demon. Mel orbed the demon in front of Tam. Tam unfroze the demon, and he exploded, killed by his own energy ball. P.J. put her hands above her head, and two of the demons glowed pink and slowly raised into the air. Prudence then closed her hands, and the demons beamed away. A few more energy balls were thrown, but P.J. deviated them away, killing the three remaining demons.

Mel sighed. "And so it begins."

So tell me what you think. Comments, questions, and concerns are encouraged. If you have any suggestions, I would love to hear them, too. Thanks for reading!