Tittle: Future Imperfect
Author: Kimmy (kaworukun@centennialpr.net)
Rating: PG/PG-13
Disclaimers: I own dead squat.
Pairings: ?
Author notes: I'm calling Wyatt by his middle name in this fic. Just so no one is confused, Matthew is Wyatt.
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*Prologue*
A rusty, beaten up Yugo stopped before an old building. A woman exited the car and entered the abandoned building. Once inside, she walked the long, dark hallways, past once thriving offices and empty cubicles to one candle-filled room. Inside, two men shimmered into existence, quickly bowing before the woman. She nodded her head, acknowledging their presence, and they quickly stood back up.
"Did you get it?" She asked somewhat impatiently.
"Yes, but what we needed to do to get it--"
"Is none of my concern." She said, cutting him off.
"Of course, madam. Please forgive my brother for daring to speak to you like that." The other man pleaded.
The woman smiled, "It's quite all right. After all, if it truly works, none of this will have happened. Speaking of which, where is it?"
"Ah, here." The first man took a small pouch from his pocket and removed a small, reddish stone from within. He quickly handed it over to her.
She examined the stone in her hands, grinning wickedly.
She glanced at the men quickly and asked, "I need the power of two demons to power-up this thing, right?"
"Yes... But you already knew that..." The first man answered.
"Yes, I did."
With an evil smirk, she lifted up the stone as the pair of guys just looked on. Realization dawned on them, but it was too late. Twin arcs of red light shot out from the stone, hitting both brothers and surrounding them. They soon erupted in flames as the arches both stole their power and vanquished their bodies. With his final breath, the second man spoke his last words.
"Mistress Phoebe... Why?!"
Phoebe said nothing. With their bodies now gone, the stone absorbed their power, making it glow bright and strong.
"I only have one chance with this." Phoebe said to herself. "One chance to be powerful again, to rule as I should have! My nephews, The Charmed Ones: prepare to never exist."
With that, blinding rays of light erupted from the stone and when it was all over, Phoebe was nowhere to be seen.