Disclaimer - nothing but the plot and "Ashley" belong to me
Chapter One : A warn too late
"Chris, you know you can't keep coming back from the future all the time; it's hard enough dealing with a two year old you," Piper Halliwell said as she saw her youngest son standing in the living room as a 23 year old man; he'd just orbed from the future.
"Yeah I have to agree there," Paige his aunt said "Having to clean up 'little accidents' isn't exactly my preferred work if you know what I mean?" Chris looked at his aunt in disgust; she always said things that he didn't need to hear.
"So why are you here?" she asked before he could say anything.
"I've come to warn you about a girl; she's here to help I haven't got much time to tell you. She's from the future and you need to take her in; listen to what she has to say. If you don't this world will end up like the world I live in!" he stopped to let the words sink in.
"Chris honey; Wyatt's not evil anymore. Your dad killed Gideon remember!" Piper said knowingly. Chris shrugged her off.
"It's not Wyatt, or Gideon, I can't tell you what it is; all I can say is the only way of beating it is getting now and you need a lot of magic to fight it. Please just listen to me," he added as Piper and Paige looked at him blankly.
"Her name is Ashley and she can help you; help magic!" he stopped waiting for his family to say something; they never got the chance.
"Yo-ho hello;" shouted Phoebe his other aunt as she came in the door. "You would not believe the day I've had; the letters I've replied to. This one sick man was; Chris?"
"Thanks Phoebe, I appreciate being called a sick man but if you don't mind I've not got long here and I need to get it into mom's and Paige's head that they're in great danger!" Phoebe let out a sarcastic laugh.
"Chris we're always in great danger; we're the charmed ones it's part of who we are!" Chris sighed; they never changed.
"LISTEN TO ME! Ashley can help, if you don't find her then what's happening in my world will be happening here; they've started up already don't let them get powerful again!"
"Hold up where's the fire? What have I missed? Who is Ashley? What's happening? Who's started what? Don't you just love coming into a conversation halfway through?" Phoebe said sitting down on the couch getting confused of all those questions.
"No fire; a lot; Ashley is someone I know from the future; she came here a few weeks ago to see what was happening, she's the only one who can help you. I can't tell you how or why all I know is she is the one that can save the world with your help; or the other way around you can save the world with her help.
"What's happening? Phoebe you know I can't tell you that; all I can say is it's the worst you've come up against! The demons started this – bad demons, they've been hiding for years gaining powers for what's to come. This cannot be taken lightly.
"And you should be used to coming in conversations half way through and getting the low down in about 30 seconds. Like now!" Phoebe nodded in agreement.
"Wait a minute, you say we need Ashley's help but can't you help us a bit; we don't even know where to find this Ashley? Is she in San Francisco? What does she look like? We need to know what we're looking for before we get help from her." Piper asked.
"She works in one of the offices down town; you can notice her from a distance as she has shoulder length black hair with blue streaks in, she wears a lot of dark colours, black, blue, crimson, purple,"
"So she's a goth?" Paige interrupted.
"Ye- no she's not; she's – it doesn't matter what she is, I'm trying to explain what she looks like!" he was getting frustrated now; he really didn't have time to explain all this.
"You will know her when you see her; Phoebe you're an empath you will be able to sense her. When you do; make sure she sees you. Once she does then she can fill you in more."
"Okay I get all that; but what I don't get is why you're telling us this? Why don't you just go find here and then bring her back and both explain why you're here?" Phoebe asked suggestively.
"Don't you ever listen? I'm not here long; Ashley's here to help but I'm not meant to be here. I just came back to tell you to find her; you have to protect her, she's not as powerful here because she's sharing powers with her one year old self."
The sisters looked at each other wondering what to make of it all; obviously it was important, they knew that Chris wouldn't risk his life to come back to give them information if it wasn't important. Before they had any chance to digest what had just been said the front door flew open and a gust of wind blew right into the living room.
"Demon!" Paige shouted unnecessarily. A 6ft3 demon stood in the middle of the floor; it looked almost human apart from he was a dark cyan colour with spikes running from the tip of his nose all the way up his head and down the back of his neck and he only had two fingers on each hand.
"Piper freeze/blow do something." Phoebe said wishing she had a more active power. It was at times like this that she wished she could blow demons up; not that she didn't love her premonition powers or levitating or being an empath; when it wasn't too confusing. But when a demon sprung on them she wished she could do more.
"Fire ball," Paige orbed the demon's energy ball that he'd just threw at Phoebe back at him, it hit him but didn't destroy him. "Uh-oh" Paige said quietly just as Piper blew the demon up with her own power.
"Ah see that; can't beat a Halliwell power can you Mr. Demon!" she said cockily.
"Don't start bragging yet there will be more;" a voice from the door said looking in at the Halliwells. The stood a girl of 22, wearing a mid-length black skirt; a short sleeved black tee-shirt, red and black stripy tights and had blue streaks in her jet black hair.
"Who the hell are you?" Piper, Paige and Phoebe said at the same time Chris said "Ashley!" he was smiling glad that she was there, safe; he noticed her face was pale while and colour was still pouring out.
"No, Chris MOVE!" she shouted but it was too late; another demon like the one before had shimmered in while no one was looking; and he'd just taken Chris.
