*Twenty-Four Years ago*

Phredrick Cooper Halliwell-Smith was your typical guy; with a twist of course. He happened to derive from three very well known magical ancestries. Witchs, Cupids, and Demons don't usually mix, but in his case they did. You see his mother is, Purity Halliwell-Smith was sixteen when she had given birth to him. She was raped by a demonic firestarter that was trained to protect the Source. When the Halliwells found out they found his ''father'' and vanquished him. It was talk of Purity getting an abortion, but that all changed when Phoebe touched her daughters belly and was thrown into an Astral Premonition.

~Vision~

Phoebe would look around. It seemed that she was in the Manor; she would walk around exploring it because for what it seemed she was in the very distance future or her sister decided to do a massive renovation to the Manor. As she walked through the conservatory she would run into a young man who was strikingly handsome. Phoebe would use her Empathy to get a read on the young man.

''Who are you? What are you doing in this house young man?''

Phoebe would assume a fighting stance readying herself for what she felt would be a battle. The young man would laugh hysterically.

''Grams sit down. Wow you look…hawt! Listen we got to make this quick my brothers will be home soon. I am Phredrick Cooper Halliwell-Smith. I can't tell you too much, but just know that I am inherently good you can do an empathy scan if you want. My brothers and I are the third coming of the Charmed Legacy. We each come from three magical ancestry backgrounds….can't tell you what theirs are because you know that information can change their future, and I happen to like them the way they are.

Phredrick would get up from his sit next to his Grams. Thinking about how he was suppose to tell her of the Prophecy of the power of 3 times 3.

''Grams there is a prophecy that was made by the daughter of Melinda Warren, our ancestor that states the coming of three male witches who will have the power and blood of the Warren Witches, The Cupids, Demons and Angels. It goes on to say that they will be the only male descendants of the Charmed Seer. They will have power unique to each of their blooded forefathers and mothers. They will be the greatest good the world has ever seen and will ever see.''

Phoebe would be at a loss for words. Her eyes would start to well up. Her thoughts would be on the mean and hateful things she thought about this child and here he was standing in front her all handsome, and GOOD. She would move to him and envolope him in a hug. Suddenly two other me, well on man about twenty and the other barely a teen anymore at sixteen, her vision would come to a close as she watched Phredrick leave her embrace, and walk over to his brothers.

~Vision~

Phoebe would look at her family and tell them of what she saw. They all were in awe and immediately searched the old house for any records of this supposed prophecy. They would find it in a Book that was written by their ancestor Prudence Warren. The book was the accounts of what happened throughout her life and ended with the prophecy of three times three.

Of three legacies

Two of the same light

One of a different fight

Brothers bound by Wicca

Charmed three times three

Will save the world from evil's tragedies

*The Present*

The Alarm went off on the bed side post signaling Phredrick it was time to get up. He had a very important interview; you see Phredrick took after his grandmother the most. He was going to the San Francisco Times in hopes he would get a job as a journalist. Phredrick would roll out of bed and race to the bathroom only to find it locked and sounds of water could be heard through the door. He would huff out a breath of frustration and start to bam on the door screaming at the top of his lungs.

''Philly hurry up dude I have an interview in like thirty minutes! I need to get in and shower so make it fast in there little brother!''

Phillip could be heard through the door stating that Phreddy needed to cool his jets, because it wasn't his fault that he decided to hit the snooze button. Phreddy would grumble under his breath, but not say anything out loud, because he knew it was indeed his own fault he was in this mess. Suddenly he would hear his baby brother's voice coming from the room down the hall.

''You can get in now you lazy bones, but hurry up I am about to cook and I don't want you leaving without your breakfast.''

Phreddy would roll his eyes at the irony of the relationship he and his baby brother possessed. While he was the care-free, fun-loving one who made moderately good grades in high school; Phillip is the over-achiever, who managed to get an acceptance letter from Yale School of Music at sixteen. After some time, a shower, and a dressing later he would join both of his brothers down stairs for breakfast.

''Good Morning guys! I am soooo excited today. I hope I get this job. What do you guys got planned for today?''

Phillip would be the first to reply.

''Oh nothing much Mom called and said she, Grams and the Great-Aunts were coming to talk to us today about something very important, so please the both of you be home as soon as you can. I am not covering for you if you get yelled at by Aunt Piper.''

Phaeton would shake and shiver at the thought of one of Aunt Piper's lectures about punctuality.

''I personally don't need that kind of heat. I will be here though, all I have is a few classroom management classes today anyway.''

They all would get ready to gather their things and make their way to their respective cars.

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