Date: approx sometime soon in our future (you decide).
Location: The Manor.
Downstairs, the Halliwell adults, along with Wyatt, Sophia and Chris gathered to plan two birthday parties and co-ordinate an anti demon plan. As the oldest Halliwell children grew into adults and their growing powers, so had the next generation of demons. Demons that were now flexing their muscles in a world that did not yet know of both witches and demons, but suspicion was rapidly growing.
Everyone was completely unaware of what was happening in the attic.
Something that caused considerable discussion later on. It was well known that leaving their various younger children alone in the Attic with sole access to the Book of Shadows was like giving the children the keys to the cupboard. The one containing the matches, gasoline, chemicals, explosives, fuses and an easy to read pictures book on how to make your own fire works. The latter generally regarded as being preferably by the experienced Halliwell adults compared to other possibilities their children could magically generate using the Book of Shadows. Like what was now brewing in the Attic.
The Attic
Standing on opposite sides of the Book of Shadows, two groups of the younger Halliwell children argued.
"No way, you wouldn't dare" added Tamora in a loud and scornful voice.
Alongside her Kat added "O yeah, no way". The twins argued constantly amongst themselves but without fail always joined together to gang up on anyone who tried to mediate or pick on any member of their own or extended family.
Behind them Patricia started to back away as she could feel something brewing. A something that nearly always had lead to trouble in the past. A something that her mother had spend some time convincing her to bring to her, Coop or another of her Aunts or Uncles. Rather than joining in or trying to mediate which was her favourite response. To one side, Parker and Penny (from her cot) watched on with increasing interest. Arguments between these two groups had nearly always resulted in some interesting magical mischief.
As the only male currently present and one with no magical abilities, Henry (junior) also started to retreat. On previous occasions, such magical arguments and or mischief had often resulted in him being orbed or beamed to New Zealand. A total of four times so far this year. This was definitely preferable to the alternatives. Another magical argument had resulted in him being changed into a girl. And the most serious argument had resulted in a side effect making all the females in his peer group falling in love with him. Such was the life of a muggle boy in a magical family. But it did have its advantages.
Each time he had ended up in New Zealand, his mother had always found him within minutes and at least he now had two Kiwi children BFF's as the magic had always orbed him to one of the covens his mother was training. He was by now an active member of the their junior Rugby team as well as their under 15's Kapa haka group. His mother would now often orb him there for practises, games and other events while she continued training Rotorua's first two magical covens. Both covens were attempting to deal with a local demon population that was becoming increasing aggressive. Being turned into a girl still ranked although the fact that the spell's backfire had resulted in both of his sisters as well as Clara and Melinda becoming boys had at least meant he was not alone. A change that had taken all four of their mothers to reverse. Something that all five children had agreed on would never been mentioned again, given their parents and older sibling's hilarity. Then having all his youngest female relatives as well as all the girls in his class - no that was not something he did not want to remember. Time to leave.
On the other side of the book, Brianna, Clara and Melinda stared back, their faces becoming more and more animated as a mix of frustration and fury darkened their faces and voices.
"Right, we do so dare" Melinda replied in a smug voice.
Both Patricia and Henry quickly and unnoticed by the other children, headed for the stairs and their parents below.
Brianna, Clara and Melinda began to read. As the spell progressed, their words became firmer and louder as something encouraged them. None present realised the small but vital alteration that all three witches had been encouraged to make to the spell by a certain Angel of Destiny.
Hear these words hear the rhyme
We send to you this burning sign
Then into our future we'll all find
In another place and time.
Responding quickly, a not so quietly swearing Piper lead the charge up the stairs, closely followed by Prue and Phoebe. Following behind came Henry, Matt and Leo, escorting a quiet Patricia and Henry. Ahead of them Paige, Wyatt and Chris orbed and Coop beamed into the Attic to hopefully prevent another magical disaster.
Too Late.
Piper, Prue and Phoebe arrived in the arctic to find the rest of the family eyeing with considerable apprehension, a large spiralling portal taking up most of the side wall. Matt, Leo and Henry arrived with Patrica and Henry just in time as the portal reached out to swallow them all.
Hidden from everyone, even others of his race and currently comfortably sitting in a very old and battered couch along the back of the attic, a certain Angel of Destiny known to the Halliwell family as Loki, started laughing. Once again he had returned to interfere with the Halliwell family. This time for evil reasons that somewhat to Loki's surprise, still somewhat bothered him. Over the years he like Death and several other powerful magical beings had got to know the Halliwells very well. To his personal surprise he regarded them as almost friends. If a being that fitted the definition of being a complete sociopath with no conscience, could have friends. However others needed to be taught a lesson and the four Halliwell witches made a very powerful weapon. So were the others he was also going to use. Both his own kind as well as Good and Evil would soon greatly regret trying to imprison him. And now the instruments of his revenge were set on their path. And his enemies would never see it coming given how long it would take. Another lesson they needed to learn. And the time it would take all of them to fix the hole he was about to blast in the Great Design would keep them all busy repairing it for a very long time.
With that he stretched and settled back to wait. This would not take long, at least for him. He then grinned as a thought slipped into his mind. It would take considerably longer for the Halliwells. Not that they would complain, well maybe initially but then things should get better.
Federation Starship "Tau Kei". Storage Bay Three. Deep in the future.
Inside a very large dimly lit room, half filled with a variety of storage containers on racks, a portal opened to deposit a mixed group of confused and excited children and annoyed adults.
Parents immediately proceeded to gather, count and check all the children present. A well practiced procedure. Behind them the portal promptly closed. Looking around Piper was the first to react. "Great, where are we". Six of the adults carefully fanned out. The women and older children mentally readying powers and spells. The men backing up their wives with the oldest children grouping the youngest children together to protect them. Only Phoebe and Coop stayed with the children to protect Penny who was now cradled in Phoebe's arms. Her cot had not made the trip. They found themselves in a huge room that looked and felt like a futuristic antiseptic storage space. The floor, walls and roof were constructed of a grey metallic like plastic material that looked and proved to be both hard and strong. Around the wall were three evenly spaced hand wide light bands that immediately brightened to add more light to the entire room. Many more glowing bands extended across the ceiling. No windows could be seen. Across the floor were what had to be storage racks, extending from floor to roof. And mostly covered in what had to be storage containers. These ranged in size from small easily held containers, to some visible at the far end of the room, being large enough to barely fit between the floor and the roof. The room was cool but not uncomfortable with a dry air.
Spread evenly across the room were twelve small mini upside down tree like devices hanging from the ceiling. Also extending down from the roof were several large robotic devices that had long arms that ended in multiple 'hands". These machines followed tracks build into the ceiling. Everyone guessed their purpose. To collect the storage containers and presumably deliver them somewhere.
No one present realised that the small tree like sensors had by now sent alarm signals to both the primary and secondary bridge and security stations. Multiply video camera's embedded into the tops of the thin branches provided a 3D video signal. Other sensors generated a 3D external and internal scan as well as recording a variety of other details such as heart rate, respiration rate as well as other biological and chemical aspects of each being present. Several very expensive additions could even detect and measure magical activity. The closest had promptly gone off scale and shut down to avoid being overloaded. The remaining sensors gathered an impressive array of varied data. So within milli seconds, the security station on the bridge as well as the backup bridge had gained an impressive amount of information about the mixed group of intruders that had used magic to gain entry to their ship.
A quick exploration completed by following the overhead tracks, revealed a large empty space and an obvious door in the middle of one wall with some strange but obvious letters written above it. Letters that for the moment were completely unreadable. Two large computer like consoles were present, one on each side of the door. Neither showed any lights on their large displays. Test pressing the strange keyboards did nothing either, much to the disappointment of the children and relief of all the adults. The rest of the room was mostly taken up with a variety of storage shelves, mostly stacked with a large variety of colour coded boxes strapped securely down on the shelves. A closer examination showed labels written in a series of symbols that for the moment, defied understanding. Only a quick intervention by the adults prevented several attempts to open some of the smaller boxes by the children.
