A/N: My 1st fic, so please R&R. I don't mind any suggestions, just e-mail me or IM me. Hopefully I can learn the trade of writing, but I've been told I write too much for my own good, so expect a long one. I haven't quite mastered endings, so by the end of all this, there may be some... slight delay... before the final chapter, but hopefully nothing 2 long.

Disclaimer: ...I do not own Charmed, any of the characters of Charmed, that thousand dollar sound system from Blockbuster, most of the furniture in my house... My house altogether... See? I actually own very little... But! I will welcome care packages with open arms!

***Piper has grown up in one of the three Houses of Good with her two sisters, Prue and Phoebe. When the girls find out about a life-altering decision that the three Houses of Evil will make, Piper teams up with someone on the other side-- A whitelighter who had grown up around evil and lived in a House of Evil. But can Piper befriend an enemy long enough to save herself or her sisters?***

Find out, on the next episode of... *ahem* Sorry. I was getting carried away...

The year written: 2118

Some years ago, six Houses ruled the magical world. Three held good magic, the other three evil. They kept compromises that The Source and the Elders couldn't. These Houses were the bosses of the Elders. They were on top, and there was no higher power.

The First House of Good held two female witches. A mother, Penny Halliwell, and her daughter, Patty Halliwell. Patty married a mortal man and had two daughters with him. The good witches were destined to take over the First House. Soon after, Patty and Victor were divorced, but not before Patty found out that she was pregnant with a third daughter, though she didn't tell Victor it was his baby until later. The Charmed Ones. The most powerful good witches known to this earth. Of course, born in the First House of Good, the girls grew up defending themselves from attacks. If evil took over the First House, it could take the Second and Third houses, as well. The girls spend some of their life on earth, though their House was on an astral plane, like the others.

1975-- Phoebe, the third, and final, child of the Power of Three is born

The year was late 1975, and a young Phoebe Halliwell was learning to walk. Piper, who was three at the end of the year, was talkative and using her powers. Prue, at five, was using them, as well.

The home was constantly under attack. Patty and Penny worked very hard to keep the girls safe. Victor was no longer a part of their life, and the little toddlers were growing up in a magical home.

The people from the other Houses of Good were always there to help when necessary, but usually Penny and Patty could take care of the little girls together. The other Houses had no children, let alone the Charmed Ones. They knew the risks of children.

From a House with kids, one child must marry to the Other Side. Of course, the rule was not there at the time that any of the girls were born. It was created after the Charmed Ones were together. Just a few weeks after Phoebe was born, to be exact. The Evil houses had created it, knowing that two of the houses had sons. Three girls. Two sons. One marriage. Only one. Any others were forbidden. There would have to be a choice. A choice of the Houses of Evil.

There was almost a battle over it, and it would have been a big one, but the First House was not prepared. Especially not Patty, who had had a baby not too long ago. So they had no choice but to give up and let the rule slide. It meant that one of the Charmed Ones would have to marry on the Other Side. And the Houses of Evil would pick the couple. They would pick a Charmed One to have themselves.

"Mommy, where Prue and Phoebe?" the little voice asked in parts at a time.

"Upstairs with Grams," Patty answered.

"Oh." Little Piper looked around the big house. A demon shimmered inside the house. The protection spell had worn off. "Mommy!"

Patty froze the demon as Penny came downstairs, Phoebe in one arm, Prue holding tightly to the other. Seeing the demon frozen there, she threw him out of the house with her powers. Saying a spell she used more often than not the past few days that the protection spell had been withering, the demon disappeared.

Prue and Piper both ran to their mother's arms. Patty had taken Phoebe from Grams and was holding her close.