A/N: Hey!!!!!!!!!! I'm back! I want to apologize, though. I said I'd be back to post on Sunday. Well, it's Monday. While on vacation, about twenty minutes after we checked out of our hotel, we decided – spur of the moment, out of the blue – to stay an extra night. So I just got home maybe half an hour ago. But, anyway, here I am! Lol. I want to start by thanking those who reviewed and man, did I get a lot of reviews!
psychokitty3, Lol. Piper's probably too concerned about getting Sky back to worry about that. But still, very funny!
DaRk AnGeL ThE idiot, You'll find out who it is eventually! But not from me. Lol. Well, kinda from me. Uhm... Oh, just read the fic and you'll find out! Hehe.
kk241289, I never even thought about it that way, the whole Sky and Chris thing. But you're right! It is kinda the same, only they didn't know Sky had powers at all. I want to answer that, the whole if it's Wyatt thing. But, even though almost everyone already realizes and is right about who it is, I don't want to completely give it away yet. So I'll answer that next chapter ;]
HollyShadow, Lol. Everyone knows who it is! But I won't officially say. You'll just have to read on and then tell me "I told you so!" which won't offend me at all. Just make me laugh a little!tvspaz626, Wyatt is cute isn't he?!?! Lol. And I wonder, on the show, if he's still all evil in the future? Hm. But whatever. Lol.
Magical Princess, Her name really is Sky! I was actually, at the time I wrote that one chapter, considering giving her a fake name and it was Sky because of the whole Whitelighter thing. But I decided that I liked the name Sky too much and there was never a good place to change it. Hehe.
Magicaldestiny, I'm truly glad you loved the first nine chapters and I hope you enjoy the rest! To be totally and completely honest, I don't know where I get my ideas and inspiration from. Sometimes I'll be watching TV or reading a book (or sometimes listening to music) and something cool catches my eye and I'll be like, "That's awesome! But what if . . ." and come up with something from that. For this fanfic, I can't remember what happened. I think it had to do with Piper being stalked or a mystery girl coming and not giving any information about herself and all the time, she's really from the future. Anyway, the point is, I'm really glad you liked it and I hope you continue to like it!
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"Mom?" Leo asked, repeating the words the man had said.
Piper felt as if a dead weight had landed on her. She turned to look at Leo. "Sky is my daughter from the future," she replied numbly, shrugging an apology for not telling him sooner. She wished she had now; maybe they could have stopped that man – who appeared to be her son – from taking Sky.
"Now what? He probably took Sky back to the future. We don't even know how far into the future she is. She's fifteen, but we don't know how many years from now you have her," Phoebe said, breaking the eerie quiet that had been moments ago.
"We can write a spell that will lead us to Sky. Then we can rescue her," Prue replied, sounding confident that they would get Sky back. A little too confident, maybe?
"We'll never get her back," Piper said miserably. "There's no guarantee we'll get to Sky. We could end up lost in time or worse. And that man has future knowledge on his side. We have no idea how powerful he is."
"But from what I gather, he's your son," Prue protested. "Which means, evil or not, he can't use his powers against us. So we'll just have to fight off his lackeys, which can't be too hard with the right spells and potions."
Piper sighed, shaking her head. "We still have the Black Raven to deal with. He's not going to stop until he gets me."
"We won't let him," Phoebe said gently.
"We need a plan," Prue added. "We'll get Sky back. I promise, Piper."
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Twenty minutes later, they had made enough spells and potions to take out an army. They only hoped it worked. Many of the spells had been written haphazardly and were definitely not their best work. But time wasn't on their side. They had to get to the future, rescue Sky, and get home.
"Are we ready?" Prue asked her sisters, gripping their hands tightly.
"As ready as we'll ever be," Phoebe said, nodding. Piper nodded reluctantly.
They began to chant:
"Powers of the Witches rise,
course unseen across the skies.
Take us forward to the one we wish to see,
As we ask, so mote it be."
At first, nothing happened. Feeling defeated, the sisters began to drop hold of each other's hands. Then, an unnatural wind whipped across the room, making them shiver.
"Hold on!" Phoebe shouted as the gust became stronger.
They held tightly as the gust became a strong wind, encircling them and enveloping them in what felt like an icebox. The air became, not only icy cold, but also thick. It was hard to breath after awhile. The girls took in long, shuddering breaths. Their insides became frozen. Icicles formed on their eyelashes, eyebrows, and hair. Their lips turned blue. They tried to speak, but found no voice. None could remember this ever happening during time travel.
Just as the cold became even more unbearable, the room stopped spinning. The wind slowed back to a gust, then a breeze. Warmth seeped through them and the ice on their bodies turned to water. They sighed in relief, letting their hands fall to their sides.
"Well, that was different," Phoebe said dryly.
"Where are we?" Piper asked, staring around.
They seemed to be in Halliwell Manor, but it was a mess. It was abandoned. Cobwebs clung to every corner. Dust two inches thick lined shelves and tables. The floor was covered in dirt and rubble. Mirrors and windows were shattered, the glass littering the ground. The couches were faded and ripped. The stairs looked unsafe to climb. Part of the house seemed to be burned down.
"I think we're in the future," Prue murmured.
"And I think we should get out of here before the house collapses on us," Phoebe replied.
Prue and Piper nodded, walking through the rumble to the front door and outside. It was dark. The moon was almost completely covered in clouds, only a thin sliver showing. No stars lit the inky black sky. Around them, houses were either destroyed or on fire. The streets were deserted except for few people, dressed all in black.
"Some future," Phoebe commented, coughing from the smoke and debris in the air.
"Come on. We need to find a way into the Underworld," Piper murmured, taking her sisters hands and walking ahead.
A girl with dirty blonde hair came running down the street and collided with them. She fell to the ground. Her face, arms, legs, and bare feet were covered in dirt, cuts, dried blood, and bruises. She wore dirty, old rags. Fear lingered in her eyes. She stared up at them, eyes brimming with tears.
"Here, let me help you." Piper held her hand out, but the girl didn't take it. So, Piper clasped her hand and helped her stand. The girl wrenched her hand free and stepped back.
"What year is it?" Prue asked gently.
"T-twenty seventeen," The girl mumbled.
"We traveled eighteen years into the future," Piper said, mouth dropping open.
The girl stared at them with fear in her eyes. "P-please, don't tell Ruby I ran into you. S-She's going to be mad as it is because I r-ran away."
"Who's Ruby?" Phoebe asked, frowning.
The girl's eyes widened. "How can you not know? She's second in command to-to-" She shuddered, eyes blinking away tears.
"To who?" Piper asked.
"To the Source of all Evil." The girl trembled as if just the name was unspeakable. "She's my master and-and I ran away. She'll have me killed for sure!"
"What's happening here? How did things turn out this way?" Prue demanded.
The girl's eyes widened again. "How can you not know?" she repeated.
"We're not from around here. So tell us. What's going on?" Phoebe asked.
The girl licked her dry, cracked lips. "The Source of all Evil is the child of a Charmed Warrior and a Whitelighter Elder. No one knows how he turned to the dark side, but he did. He was powerful and dangerous. He killed the Charmed Warriors and took over as the Source. All good died when the Charmed Warriors were destroyed. Any who are of good magic are-"She paused. "Women and children become slaves. Fathers, husbands, and sons are killed. Elderly are banished to hellish dimensions."
Prue, Piper, and Phoebe gave each other an uneasy frown before looking back at the girl.
"Are you of good magic?" Piper asked gently.
The girl bit her lip, wondering if she could trust these girls. She nodded slowly. "My mother was also a Charmed Warrior," she said, a sense of pride showing through her fear. But then fear took over and she realized she'd said too much. "No one ones. I never told anyone. They didn't know and because of that, I'm still alive. My cousin . . . he was killed. And my other cousin-"She paused, tears in her eyes. "She's the Source's personal slave. I'm not even sure if she's still alive."
"Which-which Charmed O-Warrior was your mother?" Prue asked.
Tears flowed down the girl's face. "The youngest sister. Well, youngest until the Eldest was killed. Then she became the middle child. Her name was Phoebe. But that's all I remember of her. She sent me away when I was five because the Source was taking over and he didn't know about me. She wanted to protect me. She has, too. Even dead, she still watches over me. I know it. Because of her, I'm still alive. If anyone here knew who I truly was, I'd be killed, just like Chris."
Tears filled Phoebe's eyes as she stared at the little girl, barely thirteen years old she guessed. She fought the urge to embrace her. "What's your name?" she asked softly.
"Faith," the girl murmured. "The tradition that the Charmed Warriors had – always using P names – had been broken when the first child, now the Source, was born. My mother named me Faith because she had lost all hope until I was born. She wasn't sure which heritage I would settle into: Good, like her. Or evil, as was my father. She was so happy when I turned out good."
"Who's your father?" Phoebe asked, a little too eagerly.
Fear flooded Faith's face. She took a step back. "I've said to much. I-"She paused, finally looking Phoebe straight in the face. She saw something familiar yet couldn't place it. But then she knew. Her eyes widened. "Mom?"
Phoebe bit her lip and nodded. "Yeah."
Faith was about to jump into Phoebe's arms when a mean looking girl with purple hair, a black leather mini skirt, and a black tank top grabbed her by the hair and yanked her backwards. Faith fell to the ground, her head hitting the cement with a soft crack. Her teeth clanked together and she tasted blood. She whimpered.
"Hey!" Phoebe shouted, anger bubbling within her body. "Leave her alone!"
The girl – whom the sisters realized must be Ruby – laughed. "What are you going to do about it? She's my slave."
"No! She's my-"But Phoebe paused. Ruby was staring at her oddly.
"Charmed Warrior," Ruby hissed, a hungry grin forming on her face. Using her free hand, she formed a fireball, preparing to hurl it at the sisters.
Out of nowhere, an energyball hissed past them and hit Ruby. She howled in pain, dropped Faith's hand, and became nothing more than a pile of ash.
Faith ran to Phoebe and fell into her open arms, hugging her tightly and breathing in her lilac perfume.
"Who saved us?" Phoebe asked, stroking Faith's unwashed hair.
"I don't know," Piper murmured, looking around.
"They're gone now, whoever they were. And, now we need to get to Sky, before it's too late," Prue said firmly.
"Sky?" Faith squeaked, letting Phoebe go. She was overjoyed to hear that her older sister was alive. It seemed to good to be true. She glanced at Piper. "How did you know to come here?"
"Sky came to me in the past," Piper said gently. "She was trying to keep something from happening. But the Source came and stole her away. We came to rescue her and put things right."
"A-are you going back to your time after?" Faith asked.
Piper nodded.
"Take me with you!" Faith begged.
"Of course we will," Phoebe said with a smile. "Now, do you know how to find the Source?"
Faith nodded. "He set up at the P3 club Aunt Piper owned."
"Let's go," Piper said determinedly.
Taking Faith's hand, Phoebe followed her sisters as they made their way to P3 to face down the Source, to rescue Sky, to save their future.