JUST AN FYI: OK, fare warning, this story definitely is a charmed/supernatural crossover, but it's not featuring the charmed cast exactly. In this story, three best friends who love the charmed series are thrown into the middle of the apocalypse to find out that not only are they the real charmed ones, but that the show did not prepare them for all the various types of evil out there. Give it a chance, hope you like it, and reviews would be highly appreciated.

What is reality when fantasy has such a strong hold on the truth? Who knew that there were some common ground between my wildest dreams and my destiny? I didn't know the truth. None of us did. It wasn't time yet.

Her blood ran around the ground, breaking out into different directions as the man and the woman stood over her, looking down at her lifeless body.

"What the hell?" he whispered. "Ruby, what's going on?"

"You did it." She answered. Her vague answer didn't please him.

"What? What did I do?"

"You opened the door." She whispered happily. "And now he's free at last. He's free at last." Worry and panic sank in on his face.

"No, no. Lilith, I stopped her. I killed her!" he raised his voice, furious now.

"And it is written, that the first demon shall be the last seal." Ruby informed him a little too late. Sam gasped as he looked down on Lilith's lifeless body. "And you bust her open." She chuckled. "Now guess who's coming to dinner." Sam had to sit down. He was going to have a panic attack.

"Oh my God." He breathed.

"Guess again." She laughed mockingly. There was banging on the door but Sam couldn't concentrate. All he could think about was his mistake of trusting a demon. "You don't even know how hard this was." She continued, babbling on about how awesome she was. "All the demons out for my head? No one knew. I was the best of those sons of bitches!" she gloated. "The most loyal! Not even Alistair knew. Only Lilith. I'm sure you're a little angry right now, but come on Sam, even you have to admit, I'm awesome!"

"You bitch." He whined in defeat. "You lying bitch!" he yelled and waved his hands to repeat the gifts he used to kill the first demon, Lilith. Ruby's hair blew in the breeze as she stared at him knowingly. Sam felt a sharp pain in his head and fell to the ground.

"Don't hurt yourself Sammy, it's useless. You shot your payload on the boss." Sam almost cried, thinking of what this demon has done to him.

"Why? Why me?" he whimpered.

"Because it had to be you." Once more, a loud bang and the doors flew open. Dean marched in with determination to do one thing and one thing only.

"You're too late." Ruby said.

"I don't care." He said as he took out Ruby's knife. Sam jumped up behind her and grabbed her arms, holding her steady as Dean drove the only knife known to man that could kill a demon straight into Ruby's gut. Twisting the knife for perfection, he let Ruby fall to the ground, completely unaware of the circle Lilith's blood was making.

"I'm sorry." Sam whispered, knowing it was useless, but feeling it needed to be said. After all that he's done, a simple 'I'm sorry' isn't going to cut it. That moment was interrupted by a beaming light coming from the ground. Fear built up in the Winchester brothers as they grabbed each other for support.

"Sammy, let's go." Dean said in a protective voice to his little brother.

"Dean… he's coming."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!" we screamed with our eyes bulging out. We have seen a lot, but we have never witnessed anything so terrifyingly gruesome in our lives.

"Oh my God Shar. I can't believe you're making me watch this." Kimberly yelled.

"I didn't think it was going to be this scary." I defended myself.

"I told you guys the Japanese version of the grudge was wicked." Dylan said. It was her second time watching it and even she was scared. "Can we turn on the lights please?" I chuckled and leaned over to turn on the lamp.

"You know, our parents sure have been on the phone for a while." Kim said, hearing her mom still talking on the phone upstairs.

"I know, I wonder what they're talking about." I said.

"Yeah, since when do they use three-way?" Dylan added. "Their probably talking about us." The three of us sighed and went back to the horror flick.

"I'm leaving now." We overheard Kim's mom say before she hung up the phone. She came downstairs and got her jacket.

"Where are you going mom?" Kim asked.

"Oh, we decided we wanted to go to a party tonight, so I'll be home late. Your father isn't here either so you three behave." She said.

"Yeah mom." I said.

"Of course." Dylan answered.

"You guys behave too." Kimberly joked. With everyone gone, we decided against watching the rest of the movie, so instead we headed upstairs to go play guitar hero. We decided to make things challenging, so we played the guitar and the drums on hard and the mike was on expert. After many times of restarting "Bring the Noise", we finally beat it. Three stars and our scores were all in the 70's but we beat it.

"Okay, okay." I said, trying to catch my breath from laughing so hard. "I gotta pee. Don't start the next song yet."

"Well, in that case, I'll get some snacks." Kim said.

"Ooh, can you get me-" Dylan tried.

"You are not a guess." Dylan sighed and we all went downstairs. When I was finished using the bathroom, I heard some yelling about putting it in, so I shook my head and went back upstairs to Kim's room in the attic. From the staircase, I could tell that the light was off, but I couldn't remember any of us flicking the switch. I flicked the switch back on and gasped. I wasn't the only one in the room. There was a white man, with hypnotic blue eyes, dark brown hair and a long beige trench coat standing next to Kim's alarm clock.

"Hello Sharnel." He spoke. His voice was raspy and he had a brooding, pensive sort of look about him. I opened my mouth to scream. There was only one way he could have gotten in here. Kimberly and Dylan would have heard him come in, even if the alarms didn't go off. And if some way he made it passed them, I would have heard him pass me on the stairs when I was in the bathroom. No. As much as I didn't want to think it, he wasn't human and I wasn't going to make it out alive, but I could scream and warn my best friends. My sisters. "I have been waiting for you. For all of you actually." Why couldn't I make sound come out? Every part of me was frozen in fear, even my vocal chords. Crap, was this guy Barbus? Come on Shar, man up. I grabbed a drum stick and threw it at him. It was a good thing that I didn't stay to watch what happened, because if I saw him catch it with two fingers alone, I wouldn't be able to make my legs move. I bolted down the stairs, screaming at the top of my lungs, waiting for him to shimmer in front of my, or behind me and snatch me.

"Guys, get out of the house! Run! Get out now!" I screamed as I threw myself down the stairs as fast I could without falling. I couldn't believe I made it to the second level of the house. I might actually have a chance of getting out the door. Even more surprising, I couldn't believe those dumb hags were still in the house. They were coming up the stairs and I almost smacked right into Dylan.

"What's wrong?" they asked.

"What are you doing?" I yelled and smacked the sprite out of Dylan's hand. "Let's go! There's a demon in the house!" I shouted.

"What the fuck?" Dylan screamed back. "Shar, that isn't funny." What wasn't funny is that when I turned around to yell at them again, Barbus was standing right behind them.

"No!" I screamed, and I took a glass off the table in the front and hurled it at him. The girls ducked and Kim was getting ready to curse me out, but then they finally saw him. Kim almost fell down the stairs from the shock. They ran next to me and we backed away from him. He walked towards us. We backed up into the door.

"We need to talk." He said.

"Fuck you!" I shouted. Kim threw the door open to see him standing in front of our exit. She screamed and threw a punch that he dodged.

"You are in grave danger." He spoke again. We turned around and ran to the backdoor, but he appeared there before we did.

"Get out the side door!" I yelled at them. We ran, and I went to the kitchen and got my favorite, double pointed knife. He walked towards them. "Hey!" I yelled, and as he turned around I drove the knife into his heart. He looked down at it and took it back out, dropping it on the floor.

"Why won't you listen to me? I will not hurt you." He said taking a step towards me.

"Shar!" Dylan and Kim screamed after me."

"Go!" I yelled back, excepting my sucky fate.

"Don't go. The power of three must stay together at all times." He said.

"Excuse me?" I said. That's not what I psycho demon would say. "Who are you?"

"My name is Castiel."

"Okay… what are you?"

"I am an angel of the Lord." I slight chuckle escaped my lips. It wasn't humorous at all, just a major shock.

"What?"

"I am an angel of the Lord and I am your white lighter. All three of you." I had a flashback to the show.

"Bull. When Leo got stabbed, it still hurt him even though he couldn't die. And you didn't even orb."

"There are different types of angels. Different ranking. A white lighter was once human, so they feel pain just like any other human being. I was always an angel. It's too complicated for me to explain now; I need to get you all ready."

"Ready for what?"

"For the apocalypse." I was stunned on top of stunned. He disappeared without a trace and then reappeared with a stunned Kimberly and Dylan. They snapped out of it when they saw that I was okay. We hugged.

"It's okay. He's our white lighter… Well, actually he's our angel, who has been assigned as our white lighter. It's really complicated." I said.

"Wait, when you say angel?" Dylan asked arching an eyebrow.

"My name is Castiel and I am an angel of the Lord Dylan. You might want to rethink some things." He said.

"Um sorry, but I believe we have bigger problems on our hands." Kim said. "Like him thinking we are the Charmed Ones."

"Unfortunately, we don't get any panic time because our first duty as witches…" I said, looking at Castiel, waiting for him to drop the bomb.

"Is to stop the apocalypse." He said. Dylan and Kimberly's eyes looked like they would fall out at any moment.

"The… the apocalypse?" Kim stuttered.

"It has begun. Lucifer has been set free and now you must stop him before it is too late." Castiel said.

"I'm sorry but how did Lucifer get out of hell in the first place?" Dylan asked. Castiel looked away with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"I'm afraid there was no way to stop destiny." He whispered, not fully convinced.

"Okay, even if we are the Charmed Ones, they never had to deal with Lucifer. The source of all evil, sure, but Lucifer? How are we supposed to stop him? Why can't God do it? He's done so before." Kimberly asked.

"Well, God has left angels who are blinded by hatred in charge. They want the apocalypse. They want paradise. They are wrong. We must find a way to stop Lucifer on our own." He said.

"Jesus, what the hell is going on up there?" Dylan asked.

"Blasphemy." Castiel answered. There was a brief silence.

"We don't even have powers." I said.

"That's because your mothers have hidden the Book of Shadows for safe keeping, which is where they are off to now. To get it. Which is why, until you do have your powers, you are at risk. Your identity is known by many. You will be hunted." Castiel spoke. Forget about breaking it easy to us, huh?

"So, what will we do until we get our powers?" Kimberly asked.

"You will be safe. You will be with the two people who will help you stop this. Dean and Sam Winchester are two brothers who will keep you safe."

"Are they witches two?" Dylan asked.

"No." Castiel chuckled. "They are hunters. They hunt evil which is why they aren't too happy to hear that they have to work with witches."

"What's wrong with witches?" I asked.

"They hunt evil witches and up until this point, all witches were the same to them. Just another monster to kill. It'll take some time for them to warm up to the idea of good witches."

"Wow, prejudice much?" Dylan mumbled.

"Come on. You have to go now." One by one, he put his hands on our foreheads and before we knew it, we were in the woods, standing outside of a house that looked totally isolated from the outside world. All we saw was the house, trees and a junk yard of cars. Castiel appeared behind us. "Go on." He said. We looked at the house once more and walked towards it. Home, sweet home.