A/N: I don't own charmed or the characters, only the ones you are not familiar with.
Matt paced back and forth the attic while Wyatt looked through the book for a possible cure for a Phoenix attack. When he couldn't find anything, he slammed the book shut.
'Damnit! If the book cant help us, nobody can!' He yelled out in despair. Chris was sitting next to his daughter, who was lying unconscious on Aunt Pearl's couch. He dabbed her forehead with a wet flannel, though it didn't seem to make any difference to her condition.
'I should have stopped it, I should have been there.' Chris hated himself. He should never have let his daughter go out alone. Matt stopped pacing and put his hand on his uncle's shoulder to comfort him, but was sucked into a vision.
Matt was in a dark room, it looked like the light of the sun had never graced it. Underworld, Matt guessed. Then a door opened and bright sunlight came flooding through the open door. oh he thought, I must be in a garage. A tall young man with spiked up dark brown, almost black hair walked past him. Scott. Matt turned and saw Chris and Callie.
'Leave her alone Scott!' Chris pleaded with his son, standing in front of Callie protectively, like any father would.
'Listen, dad, I don't wanna do this, and I'm risking my sister being non existent, after all, I'm already conceived. But let's do this the old fashioned way. He took out a gun from his pocket and pulled the trigger. Chris staggered as the force of it knocked him backwards, and he sank to his knees.
'Dad no!' Callie screamed through the tears.
'Matt? Matt what's up bud?' Chris asked his nephew from the future. He could see the Matt was worried, but he didn't know what he was worried about.
'I had a premonition…' Mat looked down at the ground.
'Please no future consequence crap, ok Matt?' Wyatt told his son firmly. Matt made an attempt at a smile.
'Callie's the one with the future consequence act going on, not me. I cant tell a lie or keep a secret for the life of me.' Everyone chuckled, he really was a mini Wyatt.
'So, you wouldn't mind telling us what you saw then?' Kayla said. 'Come on, tell us Matthew!'
'alright mom' He mumbled. Kayla and Wyatt hugged each other when they heard him call Kayla mom. He didn't notice their looks, but he just looked sadly at Chris. 'I saw… I saw you get shot' He told his uncle.
'What, couldn't anyone heal or orb in that vision?' Chris asked him. Matt shook his head.
The day Magic Died, Chris thought absentmindedly. He couldn't help but think his brother thought the same.
A portal appeared in a cavern in the Underworld, coloured like the ocean. A figure in a black, hooded robe, walked out of it. All was quiet as he surveyed his surroundings, no demons around to see him, no witches hunting for demons.
'Perfect' He whispered to himself 'I will have my revenge on the Halliwells, the twice blessed shouldn't have been born, much less his brother. And never should they have had offspring' His voice gave away none of his cunning insanity, it was calm, cold, and collected. A most familiar phrase came to his lips. 'It's for the greater good' He said, taking down his hood. Gideon. 'Let's see how they do without their magic' He smirked, and orbed out, not purple, but jet black.
Callie woke up with a gulp of air. Matt smiled and rolled his eyes, his cousin was strangely almost immune to Phoenix attacks, she could self heal them if she survived long enough. Which was lucky for her, and lucky her sisters didn't know about it.
'Hi guys, what did I miss?' She asked. Matt just laughed at his cousin, she was always ready for action, never a moment for a break. Never a moment for her to dwell on what happened when she was younger. She noticed Chris and Wyatt were staring at her, awestruck. 'What? Uncle Wyatt can self heal, cant he?' They nodded. 'So why not me, huh? After all, my gramps was an Elder when my dad was born, not just a white lighter, and grams a goddess so if anyone should be inferior, its Matt and Wy. Now I'm rambling, so I'd better stop, I get that from my second cousins. Paige's kids.' Chris laughed when he saw his brother was lost for words.
'Come on Wy, she has a point.' Ali told him. Callie smiled, she would have given anything to know her mother her whole life. Because of the whole "other Chris" and the fact her dad could remember it, one night he got confused, and had a one night stand with Bianca. He then used memory dust on everyone except Wyatt, to make them believe Bianca was the mother of all Chris's kids. Then, when Callie finally found out, her mother died two years later, on her 18th birthday party.
'Yeah uncle Wy, besides, I'm more concerned about dad getting shot.' Everyone looked at her weird. 'What? I could still hear you, just not say anything' She rolled her eyes in a very typical Chris sort of way which made everyone laugh.
' Now, lets see, what have we got to go on?' She looked over at her cousin. Matt, there's something you're not telling them. she said to him telepathically.
Scott said he'd already been conceived. he looked down at Ali's stomach. Callie gulped.
So he really would kill dad? She asked her cousin, frightened. Matt nodded sadly.
Callie's brain was working overtime, trying to piece together the situation, why her brother would even need a gun, when she heard a very hated voice in her head. For the greater good. Those words rang in her head. Callie's eyes widened with realisation and fear.
'Shit! Did you hear that?' Callie asked everyone, everyone shook their heads except Chris. He had the same fear in his eyes as she did. Wyatt noticed this.
'What, what is it?' He asked the two of them.
'Oh! That bastard! Greater Good my ass!' both of them exclaimed in unison.
Gideon found the abandoned Magic School easy to get access to, and there were still the various potion ingredients that he needed in his old office, Paige hadn't been able to find them because he had put a charm on them. 'Excellent' He found the book he was looking for and scanned the pages. His lips twisted into a smile when he found the spell. Gideon cleared his throat before reciting it, as it he were about to make a huge announcement.
'Powers of darkness that lies,
The course that blackens through the skies,
Drain the magic of this good realm,
Return it at the midnight knell' He orbed out in dark orbs, before the spell took its effect, although it wouldn't have affected him, because he was once an Elder, but better safe than sorry.
Callie got up, and went to look in the Book of Shadows. When she walked up to it, her eyes almost popped out.
'Uh… guys.' She called over to everyone. They all looked, and then stepped back in shock. The pages were completely blank.
'Ok people, we have no magic, this sucks.' Wyatt said hopelessly. Callie gave him the sort of glare Piper would give if he had done something wrong, so he squeaked an apology and hung his head low like a little boy.
'Right guys, get he aerosol can and candles and whatever else we can use as weapons! Let's improvise!' Callie ordered everyone, clapping her hands together, before she started rummaging in boxes. 'It's on. Like hot sauce on a wonton.' Matt smiled. The Callie he knew and loved was back, and she wasn't going anywhere, not without him by her side. Halliwells stand strong together. No matter when or where in time they're from.
A/N: Sorry i took so long with this one, i just had a really bad writer's block until a couple of days ago, plus schools been a bitch, so yeah, enjoy and please review!