It was dark, as always. You didn't see much light 'round here these days. When the sun did shine, it was only for a couple of hours and it didn't come up all the way. Just like the rest of this world, it was effed up. Not that Evan really needed light or anything, but it was nice. The warmth, the brightness, it reminded him of….

He couldn't think about that right now. He had a job to do and he had to do it right otherwise they would kill him. Evan walked down the destroyed path that used to be called a street. It was broken and charred, with huge craters in it, making it almost impossible for travel…. for a human.

Evan strolled through these craters, whose bottom was as dark as the sky. Most of the houses that accommodated the path were destroyed and were nothing but a pile of rocks and burnt up wood. A couple of lucky houses were spared, but those houses were unoccupied. As soon as that day was over, those humans fled for their lives. They left almost everything in their old house. There was only one house that had people in it, and it was almost suicide to even go near it. Evan, though, wasn't at all afraid; maybe this was why he was chosen to do this task, or maybe they just wanted to get rid of him. But for whatever the reason, he was here.

The wind howled an awful sound as her finally approached the house. "Ah the Halliwell manor. Much of magical history has been written here," He said to him self. He walked up the broken steps when suddenly he felt a huge pain in his chest that threw him back ward. "Son of a-"

"Just what in the hell do you think you are doing here?" said a woman, who came out of the darkness, almost as if she were waiting for his attack. Her face, although aged, still had beauty in it. Evan got up and smiled.

"Even after sixteen years since your sisters deserted you, your blasts are still pretty powerful."

"I told you to never show your face at this house again, Evan," the woman flickered her hands and another blast hit his body.

"You know, you really shouldn't be that rude to house guests."

"You are no house guest! Get away from my house!"

"Not until I get for what I came for!"

"Gaby isn't here Evan, you won't get her," the woman said, her eyes glinting with hate. "And even if she were, I'd die before I let you even look at her."

Evan, for the first time looked worried. "You're lying. She's hiding somewhere in the house isn't she?"

"No she's gone. I've sent her somewhere you will never be able to find, and with people you will never be able to kill."

Evan's head filled with hate for this wretched old woman. "DAMN YOU!" he said as an energy ball came flying towards her. The woman ducked and the ball hit the house. The woman laughed at Evan's frustration.

"You think that is going to kill me, or even scare me? Kid, if I was that easily persuaded, I'd be dead."

Evan moved as quickly as lightning toward the woman and grabbed her neck. "Do you really want it to end this way? What about your sons?"

"They don't need a bitter old woman like me."

"So is this really the end of Piper, the last of the mighty Charmed ones?"

"You bet your ass."

"Phoebe?" Piper said in shock, "Phoebe? Your mother is Phoebe? You have got to be kidding me!"

Gaby giggled a bit. "Yeah I'm not kidding."

Piper thought about it for a little bit. "Well now that I think about it, it does seem more likely."

"What ever."

"PIPER!" A voiced yelled, running through the front doors. "Piper, Piper! I have a bit of a problem!" It was Phoebe. "Pipe", she stopped at the sight of Gaby. Gaby's eyes had suddenly grown big in amazement at the sight of Phoebe.

"Oh, um piper, who's this?" phoebe said.

Piper froze for a second as she tried to think of a story. "Uh well, um. This is ah…."

Gaby couldn't contain herself any longer. She suddenly jumped up in excitement and threw her arms around Phoebe.

"A big fan of yours apparently…" Piper said, with a flummoxed expression on her face.

"It is so nice to meet you mo- I mean phoebe!" Gaby said, almost in the verge of tears.

"Ni-ni-nice to meet you too I guess…uh who are you?"

"Oh geez, sorry, my name is Gaby Hal- hal- how do you do?" Gaby said, as she almost said "Halliwell".

"Gaby is a witch, Phoebe, and apparently, someone's after her so we need to protect her. That's all you need to know."

"Oh." Phoebe said, brushing Gaby off. "Well you know what? My problem can wait. Do you want me to go and Pick up Paige from her new job?"

"Sure Phoebe."

"Okay then I'm gone. Nice to meet you Gaby."

"Bye" Gaby said in a heart breaking voice.

The door shut as Phoebe left.

"What the heck was that about?" Piper said.

"Sorry, I don't think I told you this, But I never met my mom."