A/N: The first few chapters and plot line is an adopted story that was given to me by an amazing author; BlueEyesXOX, who gave me the permission to carry on with this story that was previously named 'The Mortal of the Manor'. The first few chapters are completely this author's, but I might make a few little hitches and glitches here and there so that way when it continues onto my writing it hopefully can flow with ease… Thank you again BlueEyesXOX. :)

Also I'm just going to change some of the dates around as well, I know that Charmed began in 1998 and ended in 2006 and Chris appeared in 2003…but I'm just going to tweak some of that and say that the year is 2010 and the Charmed Ones got their powers in the fall of 2004 or something like that. Piper; Phoebe; and Paige are all still the same age as if they were in 2003 (So, like early and mid-20's).

Also I am going to be going the P.O.V from 1st person to 3rd person.

~ San Francisco, California, 2010 ~

~ The Halliwell Manor ~

Pandora strolled into the house and threw her backpack to the side, practically slamming the door behind her. The school had sent them home early today, something about the weather being way too hot to work in - not that she was complaining of course. The weather had been a little odd lately, and not just here in San Francisco either.

According to the news, the weather was changing all over the place. But no one had any idea as to why it was. Paige of course had her own theories, though the rest of the older occupants of the Halliwell Manor assumed it was nothing to worry about, just global warming doing its strange thing... At least, that's what the others thought... She? Not so much, she had her own little theory about this bizarre weather change. But it's not like she'd ever voice her opinions on that, with her being the only normal girl in a house full of witches…sometimes, well sometimes it was just best to keep your mouth shut.

A loud banging sound echoed from the attic and she jumped about a foot in the air not expecting the noise, looking up at the ceiling with narrowed eyes. Honestly Pandora or 'Panda' for short should have been used to this by now... living here at the Halliwell Manor now for the last eleven years, (in which the first five where when the Halliwell's sister's grandmother 'Grams' was still alive and caring for her while Phoebe was just finishing up her last three years of high school before heading off to New York for college, then shortly two years later Grams had passed, which then led to Prue and Piper coming back home to the manor and being the only adults caring for her before Phoebe had come back as well, which then led to the three sister un-bounded their powers and becoming the Charmed Ones/Power of Three...but sadly two and a half years after that Prue had also passed, but then Paige was discovered...and it's been like that with no deaths (minus the demons) for the last three years!) So yea, there was always all sorts of random sounds and noises and loud explosions of the sorts going off in this house…she kind of was used to it by now, but it still stirred the curiosity in her wondering what it could be. Anyone would think that she had learned her lesson by now that she should hide behind something like she was told to. But she just never seem to be able to do so. Besides, her curiosity usually helped out, sometimes, although most of the time, it just resulted in her having her ass kicked…if not by the demons that tried attacking the manor, then it was most likely her three guardians that were doing the ass-kicking for not obeying their command on staying out of sight and hiding.

"Guys?!" Panda called, running up the stairs and towards the attic. When she reached the old attic what she saw didn't surprise her all too much.

Smoke filled the entire room. She immediately guessed that either a potion had gone wrong, or Piper had blown up another demon. But when the smoke faded, Panda actually did find herself a little surprised at what she saw at first glance. Phoebe seemed fine; a little shocked, but fine enough. She looked on behind Phoebe and saw that one of the side tables that was always placed in the far corner of the attic was now broken and smashed into pieces, which concluded that must have been what was the cause of the noise. The only thing that really got her going was the fact that there was an unknown guy that stood next to the Phoebe.

He was hot, she'd admit, but Panda wasn't going to think about that right now. There were other things to think about and worry about that were way more important besides a hot guy standing in the middle of the attic…Like for instant, the statue of the youngest of the three sisters which Panda had just now notice! That was pretty concerning, if she said so herself!

"What the hell?"

"Ah, long story." Phoebe sighed placing a hand up to her forehead closing her eyes for a second before reopening looking down at the younger girl in suspicion, "Wait, shouldn't you be at school?" Phoebe questioned, a little annoyed that Panda was home early.

"Shouldn't you be at work?" She retorted, poking the frozen Paige.

"Touché."

The fifteen year old rolled her eyes at her expression and circled the statue, her eyes narrowed in confusion.

"So, what... um happened?"

"Uh...Titans, apparently. They're after white-lighters and Paige figured it out, we lured them here since Paige is half white-lighter and now...viola. It was an accident, the potion was supposed to blow the woman up but I guess not." Phoebe shrugged letting out a small frustrated sigh.

"Titans? Like the Greek God kind of Titans, or the football players from that one movie kind of Titans?" Panda asked, eyebrows raised in disbelief in case it was the former one. Phoebe nodded in confirmation waving her head to indict it was the first one. Panda bit the inside of her cheek fidgeting where she stood. "Well, that's not good."

"How come?"

"Well, when I was doing some research on my name a few months back when I was bored at school, I managed to find out a little about the Greek God's. Not the best people I'll admit." The teenager shrugged, looking back at the frozen-Paige. "And since she's a little stoned right now, I'd say those facts were spot on."

"Don't worry, she's alright." The strange but hot guy reassured the two females, earning an annoyed glance from Phoebe. "Well, I mean, she's not completely alright obviously but she's not dead, which is obviously good."

"You sure?" Phoebe asked in bit of a snippy voice, walking up next to the youngest in the room to stand next to her protectively to inspecting the statue with her.

"Frankly you see this a lot, museums, town centers. Most of the statues, aren't really statues. They're people like your sister, here, who's... uh, been turned into stone." He explained.

Phoebe nodded skeptically. "Who are you again?"

"Chris, Chris Perry... I'm ah, from the future."

"Oh my god," Panda winced slowly turning to Phoebe beside her with a full-on panic look placed upon her face, "Please tell me that you have a spell that reverses this-this…this thing!" She waved her hands about gesturing to the stone statue that was now Paige, "Paige and me were going to go out to the mall and go hunting!"

"Go to the mall to hunt?" This 'Chris' fellow asked, a frown on his face with his eyebrows raising up as well.

Panda turned to face the male on the opposite side of the room squinting her eyes a tad at him, "Yes, what's it to you future boy?"

"Isn't the mall a bit of a public place for that?"

"That's kind of the point."

"Are you even considering the innocents that might be around?" He pressed his frown growing even deeper by the second.

"Not demons! Boys!"

Chris raised his eyebrows once more, frown still in place, "You're going to hunt boys?"

Panda was about to answer but was interrupted by Piper walking into the room, "Oh! Who..., who are you?!"

"Oh, that's Chris, he's from the future." Phoebe answered her sister while waving her hand over at Panda wanting her to hush up for a moment.

"But only like twenty years or so." He shrugged.

Piper laughed nervously, looking over at both Panda and Phoebe. "Friend or Foe?"

"I'm not sure," Phoebe replied, moving to stand next to her older sister.

Chris looked offended at that, "What do you mean? I saved Paige didn't I?"

Pandora crossed her arms as she stood next to the stoned Paige, facing the new-guy. "Saved? She's a frickin' statue."

Chris' eyes narrowed in annoyance at the attitude-filled teenager. "Hey, I'm the one who put my life on the line here. I didn't have to drop everything I was doing to orb in and save her butt..."

"Wait, you orb? You're a white-lighter?" Piper questioned in slight disbelief.

"Look, where I come from, History shows that Paige hadn't got turned into stone on this day, she died. And with her death, the power of three died too, allowing Titans to rule and create a world you don't want to see, trust me. I'm only here to alter history, to help you save the future."

"Who sent you?" Phoebe asked, still skeptical.

"I can't tell you."

"Why not?" Piper now asked crossing her arms over her chest in distrust.

Chris kept a straight face as two thirds of the Charmed Ones narrowed their eyes in at him, "Because anything I tell you could risk changing the future in ways we don't want it to."

"Who's we?" Piper asked still trying to press for information.

"All I can say, is that if I hadn't gotten here when I did, Paige would've been the Titans third white-lighter victim."

"Wait, third? I thought only one was missing." Phoebe asked, her voice rising slightly.

"I didn't even know that anyone was missing!" Pandora angrily exclaimed, taking a step back to face each of them. "Look I know you guys want to keep me out of this because I'm human and all, but that doesn't mean that I don't have the right – "

" – You're human?" Chris cut her off right in the beginning of her most likely 'going to be' rant.

All three of them turned to look at Chris, who seemed completely surprised at the fact Pandora was in fact not with power. Too surprised,you might say.

"Well, uh yeah." Panda nodded, eyes narrowed in confusion, "You seem a little shocked to find this out."

"Well... yeah, I was." He nervously muttered, as though slipping up a little. "I mean, this is the house of the 'Charmed-Ones'. Can you really blame me?"

"No, no, no, don't try that with me Marty McFly. You're from the future and you know who they are," She gestured to Piper and Phoebe who also had confused but yet narrowed in eyes at the male. "Which means you must know who I am. Especially since I've been living here in the Halliwell Manor for the last eleven years! For you to be confused about my being human, means that I'm either dead in the future or that there's something else that none of us know about but you! So, which is it?"

"That doesn't matter," He sighed, shaking his head as he steered the topic away turning towards Phoebe completely disregarding the death glare that was sent his way by the young teenager in the room. "But to answer your question," He paused, "No not anymore, it's two and would have been three if I hadn't had come."

"Leo!" Piper almost-immediately shouted.

The familiar tingling noise reached all their ears and Panda decided to let her curiosity go - for now at least.

"Look I'm sorry I missed counseling..." Leo started, only to be cut off by his slightly-pissed-off wife.

"Forget about that, we've got bigger problems."

Leo nodded, but soon noticed Paige. "What happened?"

"Forget that too, how many white-lighters are missing?"

"Uh... what?"

"How many."

"Two, that's what the elders just called me for."

"Believe me now?" Chris asked, gaining Leo's attention.

"Who's he?" Leo asked.

"He's kind of weird, and I'm still trying to make my mind up on what kind of weird he is exactly." Panda told him, causing Chris to roll his eyes.

A loud smashing sound rang out from downstairs and Panda inwardly groaned throwing her head back. Too much was happening in the house today. Not anymore than usual, but it was still annoying.

"What was that?" Phoebe asked, heading for the attic door. Panda was about to follow her, like Piper and Leo, when the now-currently oldest active sister gently pushed her back.

"Nuh-Uh missy, you stay here where it's safe."

"What?!" She exclaimed in disbelief, watching as they exited the attic, leaving her with the new weird but yet really hot guy, not that she was going to admit that to anyone since he seemed to be some overly-arrogant jerk from the future. "Oh c'mon that's hardly fair!"

They disappeared down the stairs and hall fully ignoring her and her cries. She rolled her eyes and trudged towards the old couch on the right side of the room, flopping down onto it with a huff. Meanwhile, Chris proceeded to move around the attic, fiddling with the smaller objects, until his eyes soon narrowed on the book. Panda sat up straighter as he approached it, waiting patiently for it block his touch, like it usually did with evil beings. She felt imminent disappointment flow through her as he flipped through the pages.

"Satisfied now?"

She jumped at his voice, relaxing slightly against the couch. "Huh, what do you mean...? Satisfied about...?"

He chuckled in amusement. "You were waiting for the book to block me, I'm not stupid kiddo."

"I'm not a kid!" She whined, jumping up from her place on the couch crossing her arms. It was quiet for a moment before she slowly walked towards him. "Besides, you're from the future, so technically speaking I'm older than you, just younger in this time…So watch who you're talking to kiddo." She scoffed back putting much emphasis on 'kiddo'.

"How old are you anyway?"

"Fifteen, almost sixteen."

He nodded his head his eyebrows pulling down so low it cause his forehead to crinkle, he looked to be in deep thought. Then he suddenly lifted his head up looking straight into her eyes locking them in a steady connection with his own.

Panda fidgeted under his intense gaze, watching his facial expresses, "How old are you?"

"Twenty-Two," He answered with a slight nod keeping full-on eye contact with her still.

"What are you doing?" Piper demanded, rushing into the attic taking one glance at Panda's tense body language and crossed arms and Chris standing in front of the family's Book of Shadows.

"What does it look like I'm doing? Trying to find a way to free stone-cold-Paige over here." Chris motioned over to Paige not breaking eye contact with Panda yet.

"Step away." Piper told him nodding towards the book, but also standing next to Panda and taking another step to get a little more in front of her.

"Why? It's not like I haven't looked in here before... By the way, you should really update your Goblins entry, may come in handy someday."

Chris moved away from the book to sit on the couch Panda had just recently occupied as Piper starting to grill into him about who he was and why he was here exactly. Pandora now took Chris's old place behind the book, slowly flipping the pages for something to help the stone-frozen sister. She may not be able to cast spells or move objects with her mind, but she could read, and create potions. Sometimes her lack-of a power did really get to her…not that the sisters would ever know or hear about it. Besides, their witch lives seemed pretty hectic, so Panda wasn't sure if she wanted to be one anyways.

"Goblins?" Piper asked.

"Trust me, it's going to get ugly. Look, I know you don't trust me. But I touched the book and if the book says I'm good, then shouldn't you?"

"Maybe you found a way around that."

"Piper come on, I'm just trying to help."

"Well then if that's true then why don't you tell me how to vanquish the Titans?"

"Except, you can't vanquish them."

"You mean without the power of three." She sighed.

"Maybe not even with that. The only way the elders could stop them three thousand years ago was by infusing some mortals with a hell of a lot of power, way more than you guys have." He explained.

"Why don't they just do it again then?" Panda asked, taking a pause from the currently useless book.

"Not after what happened last time. When the mortals trapped the Titans the power went to their heads, they declared themselves gods and forced the world to worship them. The elders swore they would never let it happen again."

"Hang on a second I'm having a ninth grade flashback. You talking about the Greek gods Zeus, Athena, Aphrodite, they were mortals?" Panda asked even though ninth grade was really only a year ago...but hey, Greekology was pretty boring to learn if you asked her.

Chris gave her a look before turning back to Piper to continue on, "Mythology left that part out. Not the only inaccuracy by the way."

"Phoebe what are you doing?!" Piper exclaimed as the witch strolled in with two very short men. "You're supposed to be – "

" – I know, I know, but I thought they could help us free Paige. After all, a leprechauns luck has helped us before." Phoebe shrugged, tapping the shoulder of the guy to her right.

"He's the leprechaun, I'm one of the seven dwarves. Try to keep it straight will yah?"

"And I bet I know which one you are too." Panda spoke up, resting her elbows on the book leaning forward on it.

"A mortal? You have a mortal up here?!" The 'Grumpy' dwarf screeched, his face turning an odd shade of pink and red that then turned out to match the leprechaun's beard and hair next to him.

"Hey! Keep that up and this mortal will kick your three-foot ass all the way back into the forest!"

"Panda!" The two sisters exclaimed together in a hiss.

"What?! He started it." She defensively replied, gesturing to the man himself, who looked a little ticked off.

"It's going to take a lot more than just luck to free this one. We're going to need some pixie-dust too." The leprechaun informed us, looking up at frozen-Paige.

"I'll get the fairy, left my ex downstairs anyway." The dwarf muttered, exiting the attic.

"Hmm, I never did like those dwarves anyways, always judging me." The fifteen year old sighed crossing her arms...if she didn't know any better she could have sworn that Chris 'The Future Boy' was actually fighting to not crack a smile at her…

"Okay, so, where are we at?" Phoebe asked.

"Screwed, possibly. But there's one thing I'm not clear about, if the Titans are roaming around then why are they killing white-lighters?" Piper questioned.

"Because they need their orbing power." Chris shrugged now fully back to his loomy-doomed self, not even hinting that only a few seconds prior he was close to an actual smile.

"Orbing power? What on earth would they want with that," Piper paused in thought, eyes narrowing. "Oh my god. Leo!" She shouted before leaving the attic in a rush.

"What did I miss? What did she just figure out?" Phoebe asked the other two in the attic.

"Nothing good." Chris told her.

~...~...~...~...~...~

Panda watched from her spot on the couch as the dwarf, fairy, and leprechaun attempted to free Paige. They'd tried the exact same thing about five times now, and none had worked. It was a little draining watching them all work, and a little annoying. There had to be another way to un-freeze her, an easier way. But while Phoebe seemed to be in thought, Chris wasn't helping at all.

The white-lighter seemed pretty intent on roaming about the attic, fiddling with anything he could possible touch, and peeking into certain boxes or bags. Despite being a little reassured - since he touched the book, Panda was still quite suspicious of him. Because since living in this house, being attacked nearly every day, it was bound to have some effect on her - she was only human after, and barely trusted anyone anymore besides the sisters and Leo after what had happened to her as a child.

"Can't you try something else?" She finally begged, sitting up from my former-laying position.

"Why don't you try something then?" The dwarf she now officially labeled 'Grumpy', challenged.

She gritted her teeth, her nails digging into her palms from squeezing her fist so tight, "I can't, I'm 'mortal', remember?"

He muttered something and rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he looked up to Phoebe. "There's nothing else we can try."

"An' I'm runnin' out o' gold 'm afraid." The leprechaun admitted.

"Okay, well there's got to be something we can do, just keep trying." Phoebe sighed. They nodded and she turned, narrowing her eyes in at Chris. "And what are you doing over there?"

"Nothing. You guys keep this stuff forever you know that?" He said, picking up a red candle.

"You knew the Titans were after the elders didn't you?" Chris silently put down the red candle before turning to face Paige, looking slightly sheepish. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"I told you, there are some things I can't tell you. Some things you need to figure out on your own."

"Even at the risk of making things worse?" She growled out.

He remained silent and Pandora groaned loudly, standing to join the two. "You guys are killing me here! Can't I just truth-spell the guy."

"No!" Both exclaimed.

"Fine." She sighed, raising her hands in a 'white-flag' manner. "It was just a thought."

"I thought you weren't a witch?" Chris questioned.

"Doesn't mean I can't try." She shrugged innocently batting her eyelashes up at him.

"What's going on here?! Leo hasn't responded to any of my calls and it's been five hours!" Piper exclaimed, storming towards Chris.

"I really don't know." He answered causally.

She hissed, taking another step closer to him. "Well, I really think you do."

"Look, you're the one who wanted him to go up there in the first place, not me." Piper crossed her arms, glaring. "Okay, maybe I do know, but I also know that he's going to need some serious alone time."

"You know what; cut it out with the cryptic-crap. You need to go up there and bring him back now, no more games."

"Okay, fine, I'll go. But if I were you three I'd focus on freeing Paige because you're going to need her. And soon." He told us before orbing out.

Piper huffed throwing her hands into the air, "I swear to god if he does not come back with Leo I'm going to blow his ass back to the future, orbs and all!"

"You know what?" Phoebe said, steering Piper towards the attic door. "Why don't you go take care of Wyatt, while me and Panda take care of things up here. We'll call you if anything happens, I promise." The eldest silently exited the attic and Phoebe turned, glancing at Panda nervously. "Now, next sister."