Here is my latest update. Thanks to all who left comments on the last update...I'm glad to see that some of you are enjoying my little rewrite. I do not own Charmed!

Wyatt spent the next couple of weeks trying to avoid his brother. He had allowed a moment with him that shouldn't have happened. He allowed himself to feel again, to be completely vulnerable in front his of his brother. He knew he would regret it, but it felt nice to just sit back and enjoy his brother's presence. He felt like he had when he was a child, before his life was consumed with power, with magic.

He had spent his time searching the underworld for any kind of threats against Chris. He knew that many demons were plotting against him for tearing up the underworld while trying to find demons for the Charmed Ones to vanquish. He was also checking up on rumors he had heard about a being of good that was after his baby self.

Wyatt didn't care as much about his baby self as he did for his baby brother. As it was, he was unsure if his baby brother would even be born into the world. Chris had split Piper and Leo up so he could become the Charmed Ones white lighter, so he could better protect Wyatt. Well, if Piper didn't get pregnant in the next few weeks, Chris might be lost forever.

Wyatt had been spying on a group of demons in some catacombs of the underworld, listening in as they plotted against his brother. They were a group of swarm demons. Wyatt had recognized them from the future, as their brown leather clothes and dark masks hadn't changed much over the years.

"That white lighter of theirs had them take out our biggest hive." One of the swarm demons said angrily. "How are we supposed to rise up to power now?"

"Forget that, I say we attack that white lighter and make him pay for what he's done." Another one replied.

Another swarm demon walked up to them. "I just may have a plan to annihilate that white lighter." He informed them.

Wyatt moved forward, showing himself to the demons. He had the urge to turn them each into flames, but he knew better than to do that. They would just multiply. He had to kill their king in order to kill them.

The three swarm demons turned to him and aimed fireballs in his direction. They released, but Wyatt was quick to react. He orbed out of place and reformed behind the demons. They turned back to him surprised, as he thrust out his arms. The demons froze in place, though they didn't stay frozen for long. "Damn it." Wyatt cursed under his breath. He had hoped to freeze them and unfreeze just their heads, so he could figure out where their king was. It was a technique that his mother had taught him when he first gained the power to 'freeze' things as a child.

One of the demons formed a fireball and sent it at Wyatt. He avoided it barely and turned his head as it whizzed passed his eyes. He didn't blame the demons for retaliating against him, but he was starting to get furious as more fireballs headed his way. He continued to dodge them, finally deciding to just orb out of harms way.

He had orbed into another catacomb, hoping to avoid anymore swarm demons. He was out to find their king. If he destroyed their king, he would destroy the one with the plans to attack his brother. He walked around aimlessly, as if going in circles. Everything looked the same. "This is so pointless." He thought.

Wyatt walked around the corner, assuming he was headed around in a circle again. This time, he had to stop himself mid-step and fall back a few steps. He had finally found the king and several of his minions. This was a much smaller hive than Piper and her sisters had recently vanquished.

He stood for a moment contemplating what his next move was going to be, but there was no need to contemplate. He would just run in, hands blazing out to vanquish the foul demon and that is just what he did. Once the king was gone, the other demons disappeared with him. Wyatt took in a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief. One more threat against his brother had been taken out of the picture.

Chris sat on an old Victorian type of chair, made of what seemed to be rosewood. There were carvings on the wood of leaves and vines. There was a rose carved into the top piece on the back of the chair. Red fabric covered the seat and backing of the chair and there was a strip on each arm of the chair. For some reason, Chris was taking in each detail of the old chair and it's pair sitting across the table from him.

He was in an old shop that wreaked of incense, as if they were lit merely to distract from the musty smell of the shop. An older woman walked out from the back of the store. She wore a white peasant shirt with a green skirt that flowed to the floor. Her messy light brown curls were pulled behind her head in a low pony tail. She had gray streaks throughout the chaos of her thick hair.

She spoke with what Chris assumed was an Indian or middle eastern accent. He wasn't entirely sure though. "You must be Christopher." She said, sitting in the chair across from him. "I am Madame Serena."

"It's nice to meet you." Chris replied.

"Yes, well it's nice to meet you as well." She said back to him. "You don't have a lot of time left do you?"

"How do you know that?" He asked curiously.

"It is a fortune teller you seek, is it not? I can see into your future and it looks grim." She said bleakly, staring straight into his eyes.

He turned away, her brown eyes giving him an eery feeling. "I came here from the future and I messed with my family." He started explaining.

"And now you are unsure if you have a place in the future?" She asked, almost reading his mind.

"Yeah, that's it. I need to know when my conception date is, because if my Mom isn't pregnant by then, I may not have a future. I could just fade away I guess." He finished explaining.

"You're worried that you will fade away before your task is complete." Madame Serena said. "I am seeing a dark future and if you don't complete your task, we should all have cause for worry."

"Look, I don't need you to analyze things. I just need to know if you can tell me when my conception date is so I can get my Mom pregnant." He argued, feeling frustration wash over him.

"We mustn't rush things, Christopher. If you are not patient, I can not help you." She replied.

Chris rolled his eyes. "Fine, I'm sorry." He said, calming himself.

"Now how is it you plan on getting your mother pregnant? She isn't with your father now." She asked curiously. He wasn't sure how she knew that, but didn't question her this time.

"I haven't thought of that yet." He answered her. He had to get his parents back together in order for himself to be conceived, but he had no idea as to how he was going to do so.

"Perhaps you should have thought about that before you split them up." She said, causing him to show anger on his face. He didn't reply though, for fear of saying something he would regret. "You only have a few weeks to either complete your task or fade away. In less than one months time, destiny will chose your fate."

"So your saying that no matter what I do, I only have a few weeks?" He asked, not completely understanding what she was saying.

"I'm sorry, but I can say no more." She replied. She grabbed a piece of paper from a table behind her and wrote something on it. "Here, take this." She held out the paper as she stood from the table.

Chris stood, taking the paper from her. He looked down on it, seeing only a date written on it and assumed it was his conception date. It puzzled him though, because the date was far later than he had expected, far later than a few weeks. He looked up at her. "Thank you." He replied, wondering if the date was even legitimate.

Chris walked out of the old shop and found an alley so he could orb away. He appeared in a cave in the underworld. He found a demon standing over a brewing potion. The demon was dressed in a black cloak. He approached the demon slowly, not wanting to alarm it. The demon looked up surprised and put his hand out, as if ready to defend himself with one of his powers.

Chris put his hands up in defense and stepped back. "Whoa, I'm here to help you, Zirk."

The demon, Zirk, eyed him suspiciously. "I don't know you, yet you seem to know me. Why is that?" He asked bringing his hand back down.

"We've crossed paths in the future." Chris replied.

"You're from the future?" He asked even more suspiciously. Chris nodded but refrained from saying anymore. "And how is it you think you can help me?"

"Well, I'm here to make a bargain with you." Chris explained. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a small vile. "I have something you need and you can have it in exchange for helping me with something." He held out the vile for Zirk to see, but pulled it away quickly.

"What is that?" He asked curiously.

"It's wraith essence." Chris replied.

Zirk laughed. "I don't need any wraith essence. None of my potions call for it." He said.

"The potion your working on, it's supposed to bend others to your will, right?" Chris asked.

"Well, demons, yes." Zirk answered. "But I've never been able to get it to work properly."

"That's because you are missing one key ingredient." Chris explained, knowing full well that the potion only worked on demons. He wouldn't be helping him with his potion if it bended the will of innocent people.

"And how do you know that?" He asked curiously.

"Because in the future, you gave up on your little potion. Someone I know found the potion and figured out it's flaws. It was missing one key ingredient." Chris also explained. He help up the vile of wraith essence. Then, he set it on the table in front of the demon. He wasn't about to tell him that it was Wyatt who had corrected the potion.

"Why are you telling me this?" Zirk asked, reaching for the vile.

"Because in exchange, I need to borrow one of your powers. I need you to scan someone, see if maybe you can figure out what possibly turns him evil in the future." Chris said.

"You're sure this wraith essence is my missing ingredient for this potion?" Zirk asked, before agreeing to help Chris.

Chris nodded. "Yeah."

"Fine, I will help you." He replied.

"Chris, we have a situation." Chris heard in the back of his mind. His head turned away from Zirk as he focused on who was calling him. "I have to go, I'll call you when I need you." He said as he turned into orbs.

He appeared in the manor, next to Leo. Leo had been the one who called him, which made Chris suspicious. Usually it was the sister's who called, but after his last encounter with them, they had claimed they didn't want to see him again. "What's going on?" He asked Leo.

"We need you to keep an eye on Wyatt for us. There's a situation at magic school that we have to take care of." Leo explained.

"But I can't..." Chris started to argue.

"Thanks." Leo said. He was already walking up the stairs to a doorway on the landing.

Chris had never seen the doorway there before. He had heard of magic school in the future, but there was never a doorway to the school in the manor. In his future, the school had been overrun by demons and he had learned to avoid it altogether.

Chris glanced around the main floor of the house, seeing no one. He closed his eyes, trying to sense if someone else was in the house. No one besides Wyatt had been there with him. "Zirk." He called out. He waited a moment for the demon to appear in the manor. "Zirk." He tried again. The demon wasn't responding. Chris was never alone with Wyatt, so he figured that this would be the best time for Zirk to scan Wyatt for any evil.

After pacing the manor for over a half an hour, Chris was beginning to get frustrated. Zirk was not answering his call and he couldn't just leave Wyatt alone in the manor, so he could orb down to Zirk and see what was keeping him. The baby monitor was sitting on the coffee table in the living room and Chris heard some faint noises. Wyatt must have been waking up. He decided to give up on calling Zirk and headed up to check on his brother.

He walked into Wyatt's room, finding the little guy wide awake. As he approached the crib, he saw someone forming in the corner of the room. "Sorry I took so long, wanted to test out my potion with the wraith essence." Zirk said, walking towards the crib.

"Fine." Chris said. "Can you just get on with it?"

"Of course." Zirk said.

"Ok, Wyatt, he's gonna do a little test on you." Chris said to reassure his brother. "He's not going to hurt you so there's no need for your shield." The baby just looked up at him blankly. He didn't raise his shield though.

Zirk reached his hands over the crib as he tried to think of where he had heard the name, Wyatt, before. It didn't dawn on him that he was in the home of the infamous Charmed Ones or that this was one of their children. A red glow flowed out of his hands and struck Wyatt, causing the baby no harm or pain.

Not a moment later, Zirk had suddenly burst into flames. Chris whirled around, searching for the one that vanquished him. His eyes fell on Wyatt. "What was he doing to me?" Wyatt asked with concern.

"Nothing bad, I swear." Chris answered. "You didn't have to vanquish him."

"You had a demon looming over my crib and you're saying I didn't have to vanquish him?" Wyatt said, anger flowing out of him with the tone of his voice.

"He wasn't hurting you, just trying to scan for evil." Chris explained.

Leo and Paige walked into the room in search of Chris. They needed his help with something. "What's going on here?" Leo asked curiously when he spotted his adult son in the room with Chris.

"Nothing." Wyatt replied before orbing out.

Chris was glad that Leo and Paige hadn't walked in and saw Zirk. They would have been furious with him. "Wyatt and I were just talking." Chris lied. "What's up?"

"We need you to go and find Phoebe for us." Paige said. "I have students to wrangle up and Piper doesn't want Wyatt to have two headless parents."

"Wait, headless?" Chris asked with a hint of panic in his voice.

"It's a long story." Leo said. "We need Phoebe though and your the only one that can get her."

"Ok, if you say so." Chris replied. He walked out of the room and headed to the doorway on the landing of the stairs. He walked through, entering magic school for the first time. It was much nicer than he thought it had been, though when he usually pictured it, he pictured it's halls with demons running a muck in them.

He walked around aimlessly through the halls searching for Phoebe. He came to a large room, which had floor to ceiling book shelves. There was a vast array of magic books and historical books lining the shelves. Chris was very impressed when he glanced at a few of the titles. "Focus." He thought to himself. "I'm not here to browse books." He continued walking, finally finding a small room that almost seemed to be concealed from the rest of the school.

When he entered, the room seemed to be more like a cave than an actual room. A woman with long dark hair sat on the ground watching Phoebe. He glanced at Phoebe and she seemed to be in a premonition or vision of some kind. "Phoebe." He said softly, trying to get her attention. She didn't answer. "Phoebe, can you hear me?" He asked. "We need your help." Her eyes started to open as she came out of her vision. "Are you ok?"

"I don't know, am I?" She asked, looking towards the woman, shaman who sat across from her.

"You tell me, what did you see?" The Shaman asked.

"I saw children and my child." She explained. "And a life without demons. Is that even possible?"

"With your powers you know by now what is truth and what is not." The shaman replied. "Embrace those powers again, embrace your path and it will lead you there."

"You don't know how much you have given me." Phoebe said, feeling very grateful for what the shaman had helped her to see.

"You should go, use your powers to help save our school." The shaman said.

Phoebe and Chris walked out into the hall of magic school. "So what do you need my help with?" She asked. "Is everything ok."

"Well, other than Piper being headless..." Chris trailed off. "I'm not entirely sure what's going on."

They both made their way back into the manor and down to Paige, Leo, and Gideon. "Piper's missing." Paige said. "Or her head is anyways."

"What?" Phoebe and Chris said at the same time.

"Well, the good news is that she is here somewhere." Paige replied.

"If one of the students took her, I can't sense which one it is." Gideon said.

"Maybe I can." Phoebe said, walking passed Gideon. "Thanks to your wolf." She approached the group of students standing frozen in the sun room. Paige had brought them there to try and figure out which student might have been the one to conjure the headless horseman.

Chris stood back, feeling helpless. He didn't know all that much about what was going on anyways. Leo and Gideon stood back and watched. Paige waited anxiously for Phoebe to get a read on one of the students. She knew they had to hurry to get back Piper's head.

Before Phoebe had even stepped into the room with the students, she felt emotion surging through her. She was feeling a lot of pain and anger. Someone was craving for revenge. She wasn't sure what they wanted revenge for. "I can sense pain and anger, a lot of anger. They want revenge." She said. "Do any of them hate the school?"

"They're teenagers. They all hate school." Paige replied. She pointed to one of the students. "He's a conjurer."

Phoebe stepped closer to the conjurer. "No, it's not him," She said. She took a few steps over and stood in front of another student. "But who's this guy?"

"A telepath." Paige answered.

"Yeah, he's telepathing a whole lot of rage right now." Phoebe explained.

The student, Zachary, started moving as the other students remained still. "Well, look who just solved the case." He mocked.

"Zachary?" Gideon questioned curiously.

"Surprise." He replied just before disappearing from sight.

"Where'd he go?" Chris asked.

"That wasn't Zachary." Leo explained. "That was an astral projection."

Gideon stood in disbelief. "He doesn't have that power." He informed Leo.

"No, but a teacher here does." Paige said. "And Herman's a conjurer, and Piper can freeze."

"He's using his telepathay to tap into other people's powers." Phoebe explained.

"So where's the real Zachary?" Leo asked curiously, knowing that wherever he was, Piper must have been as well.

"He must be at school with Piper." Paige thought out loud.

"But why?" Chris asked. "What does he want with her?"

Phoebe shook her head. "I have no idea. We should go after her."

"What about the headless horseman?" Leo asked.

"Well, keep an eye out for it, but you should stay here." Paige suggested.

"Especially you, Gideon." Phoebe suggested. "I was feeling some really strong vibes against you, so we don't want to send you into the lions den."

"Alright. Just be careful." Gideon said.

"Chris, can you go and check on Wyatt?" Leo asked, so he could be alone with Gideon.

"Yeah, sure." He walked towards the stairs and headed up to his brother's room. When he walked in the room, he was surprised to see his adult brother again. Adult Wyatt was sitting in the rocker in the corner of the room. "What do you want now?" He asked upon seeing him.

"I just came to check on myself." Wyatt replied. Chris looked in the crib and little Wyatt was sleeping soundly.

"Don't trust me to take care of you, is that it?" Chris asked.

"Well, you did have a demon in my room earlier." Wyatt said, his arms crossed over his chest. "I have some thing to talk to you about."

Chris turned to him and walked over, leaning on the dresser. "What's that?" He inquired.

"Supposedly, there has been a being of good snooping down in the underworld, trying to make deals with demons." Wyatt explained.

"Who would be doing that and what are these deals for?" Chris asked.

"I can't get a name out of any demons or even what kind of being we might be up against.." Wyatt answered. Wyatt knew that the being of good was out to harm his baby self, but he hated to admit that to Chris. It would mean admitting to his brother that maybe he was accurate with his assumptions, that maybe he was correct in thinking someone had gotten to him as a toddler and changed him somehow. He didn't want to lie to Chris though. "I think whoever it is, is after me...or him." He motioned to the crib.

Chris wanted to give Wyatt an I told you so, but he resisted from doing so. He knew it was hard for Wyatt to admit that someone may have actually been after his baby self. "So, I have been looking in the wrong place this whole time?" Chris asked. He assumed he wasn't going to find a being of good in the underworld, unless he was one of the demons that the being was trying to make a deal with.

"I over heard a few demons mentioning this being of good trying to make deals in the underworld to take out the Charmed offspring, but I haven't been able to get any actual evidence." Wyatt replied. "So, you may still be looking for a demon. I just don't know."

Chris thought he heard Paige downstairs and turned his head, trying to listen. If it was Paige, she had to have Phoebe and Piper with her too. "I think the sisters are back."

"From where?" Wyatt asked.

"Magic School." He answered. He stood straight, leaning away from the dresser. He started walking out of the room. Wyatt followed, though he wasn't anxious to confront his Mother and Aunts. When they got downstairs, they only saw two people. Wyatt recognized one of them, but was unaware of what had been going on throughout the day.

"Evil? You think the teachers are evil?" Gideon said, laying on the floor with a dagger frozen mid-air at his throat. Zachary stood in front of Gideon with his arm out firmly, levitating the dagger.

"They are when they keep me here against my wishes." Zachary cried. "They take me away from my home, my family. Without even thinking about what I want."

Chris waved his arm out, sending the dagger across the room. Zachary turned to face him, his anger only escalating further. "This has nothing to do with you." He said to both brothers with an energy ball forming in his hands.

"I think he's channeling one of your powers." Chris said to Wyatt telepathically, hoping that Zachary couldn't hear him speaking with his own power of telepathy. Wyatt didn't respond. He simply stood, seemingly mesmerized by his own energy ball swirling in Zachary's hand.

Gideon rose to his feet. "Zachary, just calm down."

He turned his head to Gideon. "No, you're going to pay for what you've done to me, for keeping me from my family." He screamed.

Wyatt saw an opening to react against the student. Zachary had turned his head away from them, not really focusing on the energy ball that he held. Wyatt whipped his hand out, throwing an energy ball at the one in Zachary's hand. It struck it and they both surged for a moment and thrust an energy out from them. The energy struck Zachary and pushed him backwards, falling to the floor. His head hit hard, causing him to go unconscious instantly. It wasn't really Wyatt's intention to harm him, but he had to disable him to keep him from hurting anyone. Plus, he hated how he had mocked him with his own power. "No one uses my own powers against me." Wyatt sneered.

Gideon looked at Wyatt curiously, not sure of who the blonde haired man actually was. There was something dark about the man standing before him. He bent down to check on Zachary and looked up at Wyatt. "Who are you?"

"I don't think you need to worry about who I am." Wyatt replied. He didn't feel the need to introduce himself to Gideon. He knew Gideon in the future and despised the Elder. He was the one who had always kept his father away so much when he and Chris were children. It wasn't so much an issue for Wyatt, because Leo had always tried to be there for him. Chris was the one who had suffered the most from his father being away so often. Gideon always seemed to give off a bad vibe in Wyatt's opinion. While Wyatt seemed to be wreaking havoc on the world of the future, Gideon was nowhere to be seen. Other Elders had tried to stop Wyatt, but not Gideon. He had seemed to have run off and hidden himself away somewhere. "I'll talk with you later." Wyatt said, turning to Chris. He dark orbed out immediately, as the doorway on the landing of the stairs opened and revealed the sisters.

Gideon wasn't very surprised to see the man dark orbing out, as he did give off an appearance of being evil.. He looked the sisters, curious to know what had happened at magic school.

Piper looked down at Chris. "Was that Wyatt?" She asked. He had always seemed to orb out before she could talk with him. She didn't understand why, considering she was his mother.

"Yeah." Chris replied.

"Why doesn't that boy ever stick around?" Paige said. The sister's made their way downstairs, gasping when they saw Zachary unconscious on the floor.

Gideon thought about the man that had orbed out. Piper had asked if that was Wyatt. Why would she be asking if that were Wyatt? Wyatt was a baby. "Perhaps he is from the future." Gideon thought to himself, nearly forgetting about Zachary. He knew that Chris had come from the future, though he still was unsure of who Chris actually was.

"What happened?" Phoebe asked, bending down to check on Zachary.

"He tried to attack me. It's alright though." Gideon assured them. "I'll get him back to magic school and talk with him." He reached down to the boy and touched him, orbing out with him.


Someone at the Charmed Sons wanted to know that since Wyatt is essentially evil, why was he mad about a demon being in his room? In case any of you have the same question, let me just clarify it for you. He wasn't mad about a demon in his room. He was more mad because Chris was supposed to be protecting him (his baby self), yet he had brought a demon into his room. Any who...hope you like the update!