AUTHOR: Mike
FANDOM: Charmed/Butterfly Effect (briefly Angel)
RATING: R
EMAIL ADDRESS FOR FEEDBACK: Charmed belongs to Warner Brothers and Aaron Spelling.
The Butterfly Effect belongs to J. Mackye Gruber, Eric Bress, and
Infinifilm. Angel is owned by Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and Warner
Brothers. I've received no money for this story.
WARNINGS: Profanity, violence, mature themes
SUMMARY: Find out what happens when the Charmed Ones find themselves caught up in Evan's 'meddling' with the universe. Phoebe seems to be the only one who knows things are changing, but can they stop Evan before it gets worse?
TIMELINE: Charmed-- Season 4, before Cole becomes fully human.
Butterfly Effect-- during the movie. This is also an AU category,
since the universe keeps changing. For the purposes of this story,
Evan and his friends grew up in California.
NOTES: The universal cosmos gets punk'd.
San Francisco, present day. Night time. Evan Treborn is at his college dorm, reading through one of his journals. It was the one from 'Age 13'. He read to himself, "'I seemed more concerned with the idea of her hands on mine..'" As he kept reading, ther words seemed to jump off the page, his surroundings blurred..
Even found himself back near the woods. He was thirteen again, his
hands over Kayleigh's ears. The cigarette dropped on his shirt, but
he was too shocked to notice. It was like he was IN this memory.
Lenny and Tommy were next to them, watching the house-shaped mailbox.
Tommy said darkly to Lenny, "One peep, and it'll be your last,
motherfucker."
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the kids, a black sports car was parked at the end of the street. The man was sitting there, in his business suit. He appeared to be a lawyer. He was watching the mailbox, the home.. actually, he was waiting for the woman to come home. He would not fail. But then, Belthazor rarely rarely failed, if ever.
The Source had sent him on a mission. It was a threefold task: take the witch's enchanted ring so it could be destroyed, kill the witch, then take the baby to The Source so it could be raised by demons. The child would be corrupted, educated with evil; it would use their witch powers for evil.
The woman pulled up in her driveway, carrying a baby and the bag of
groceries. She was wearing a ring with a Celtic design on her finger.
She was talking happily to her newborn baby, walking over to the
mailbox.
Evan, hiding with the others, watched in sudden horror. This was not
supposed to happen! The other three were held in place as well.
Suddenly, he felt his skin burn. As he checked it, the woman opened
her mailbox..
BOOM! There was a flash, an explosion, the mother and child was on the ground. The baby.. well, there wasn't much left. It was sure to be a tragedy that the townspeople would remember for years.
The four juveniles took off running.. as they did so, Evan appeared to come out of his trance, acting normal.. oblivious to the fact that the spirit of his older self was just inside him.
Cole gasped in surprise, watching from his car. "Dammit.. well, there goes that plan. Hmm.. maybe I can at least get the ring." as he heard sirens in the distance, he got out of the car. He began to walk towards the scene.
About a half hour later, the paramedics were taking the woman in the ambulance. Evan was listening to his mother ask him about the incident, but he didn't know anything. Another blackout.
Tommy was trying to convince them that they knew nothing, that they were passing through. Then he said something like, "We really don't know the source of the blast, it just happened so fast-"
"Excuse me, but did someone say 'source'?" It was Cole, who was standing off to the side, with a hand behind his back. an athame dagger appeared in the hidden hand.
The two boys looked up at him. Tommy just shrugged, "The source of the blast. Why, how would it be your business?"
Cole nodded in relief, making the dagger vanish. "Oh, no reason. I'm a lawyer.. Cole Turner, from Wolfram and Hart."
Evan's mother looked at him. "Well, Mr. Turner, I'm afraid you can't do anything much here. The woman's.. child is.. dead." She pointed at the ambulance, which was now driving away.
"Oh. Then, I should be going." Cole started walking away. It would appear that the boys did him a favor, taking out the line of this coven he was stalking. The baby was the last. and now, he would just have to eliminate the woman. Probably her husband, too.
The next week, the woman was heading to the local cinema. Probably to
try to forget the awful tragedy. She was a witch, she was supposed to
protect her family! Instead, her only child was killed by a fatal
prank gone too far. As she went into the theatre, she was oblivious
to the man who followed her into the building. She decided to go
frshen up in the restroom before buying a ticket. As she went in,
cole stood outside the door for a couple minutes. This had to be done
right. No kids would mess up his plans this time. There could be no
witnesses. He needed a distraction, something to keep the security
away while the woman screamed.
And as luck would have it, there was an adequate distraction. It seemed as if the boy Tommy was in the middle of beating the crap out of another customer. This was perfect.
Cole smirked to himself, then made his way into the ladies' bathroom while the security was handling the boy.
The woman was splashing water on her face, when she saw Cole enter. "Hey! This is the ladies' bathroom-"
"No games, witch." Cole went over, then reached for her hand. As he
touched the ring, he was sent flying against the wall. He got up,
angry at the complication. He morphed into his demon self known as
Belthazor. Red skin with tribal markings, black suit.. taller,
stronger. He laughed evilly as he walked back to the witch.
The witch screamed, holding her hands up. "You.. you're a demon.. I can't let you-"
Belthazor touched the hand again, with little resistance this time.
He easily pulled the ring off her finger and put it in his pocket.
After making his dagger appear, he let out an evil laugh before
plunging it into her.
Just then, another woman entered the bathroom, then stared open-mouth at the backside of the big, red monster. Then she saw the dead woman on the tiled floor.
Belthazor made an energy ball in his hand then tossed it at the intruder, causing her to burst into flames. Then he threw a second ball at his victim.
Both woman were on fire for a few seconds, then vaporized. All that
was left were two scorch marks in this room. He realized that he had
to leave right now, otherwise some cops might come in, especially,
since there was screaming in here. He could vanquish everyone, but
that would probably expose demonic magic.. couldn't risk that. So he
shimmered out, leaving the bathroom empty. It was a good thing too,
since one of the guards was just coming in to check it out..
Andrea Trebor was at home, watching the TV set. It seemed to be a special news report.
The anchor was speaking. "As of now, the Noonday Stalker is still at large. Citizens are urged to keep they're homes locked while out on business. Now.. in other news, there was a small fire at the women's restroom at Cineplex. Authorities are baffled at the cause, as well as why the fire did not spread throught the rest of the bathroom. Two patrons were seen going in, but have not come out.. police are currently investigating this mystery."
Just then, the phone rang. "Yes? Cineplex, yes.. what?" She was told that one of Evan's friends assaulted somebody.. she didn't have to guess which friend that was. "Alright.. sure, I'll come by to pick them up."