JC Storm: Welcome to my little fanfic!
J.C.: JC Storm does not own charmed or anything in the story.
JC Storm: Except for J.C. and my own characters that I make up and some powers that I make up.
J.C.: On with the story. 'drum roll'
(Ok to those of you who have read the stats in the last chapter to make it more believable I'm moving where J.C. travels instead of when Chris time traveled to save I moved J.C.'s little trip to when Chris and Wyatt are grown up in thee changed future where everything's good also I had to do this because I was thinking about having J.C. meet both his parents and if its back to far then Johnny would only be a baby in the story and that wouldn't work so now if he does meet Johnny he will be grown up, also I gave J.C. a couple other powers too, enjoy!)
Okay so I wasn't studying the book of shadows like I was told to but who can blame, me I told him that I was going to study but unfortunately I didn't tell him that I was researching time spells, but hey that's me. Anyways this is what happened one day and anyways this is what happened…
"Dammit, if I wanted to know what to study today I would have asked you Dad! URGH!" said J.C. to himself as he angrily wrote down made-up spells. "I mean really great dad you made me remember that finals are coming up and we have to show some freaking report on the effects of a spell you make yourself, and you have to have all the details… heh like how that spell that girl in class cast that made all the teachers go bald, … I could try a time spell and see. Okay why not." He said angrily as he sat down on the couch in the attic. After he thought of one he said it to give it a shot,
"Heed the hope within my mind,
Open a doorway through time,
So I may visit the past,
Through a doorway that shows the past,
And have my powers throughout time,
With this rhyme this time"
Suddenly a blue portal in the shape of the Triquetra appeared on the attic wall and thought if he went through he could probably get away from Mr. Study. After coming out on the other side he noted on how much less was in the attic,
"Heey less for me to clean but I don't think I will have to anyway." He turned around and saw that the portal had recently closed quickly, "just like I thought it would but hey, this means I'm in the past" then it hit him like a potion explodes on a demon, "I'm in trouble now, Just great, really frickin' great J.C., (sigh) now what am I supposed to say when they see me." He thought "no… I just need to seem like some sort of innocent or something and maybe just maybe "Grams" won't blow me up." He thought, after getting his brain in order he orbed himself to the Golden Gate Bridge where he usually went to think at.
After having sat for awhile he heard the familiar jingle of the white-lighter orbs and he sighed liked there was a lot on his mind, and put his head in his hands and said to no-one in particular, "Why does this keep happening to me? I mean I've heard of having bad luck but this is stupid." And after sighing again he remembered the jingle. After preparing for the worst like the apocalypse or the source but he didn't expect to see his grandfather (he was probly sent to find the person that just popped into their radar)
"Hello can I help you?" said the extremely nervous teen.