Evilly Charmed:
Piper used her babies power to dark orb into the underworld,
"I didn't expect to see you," a voice said, she turned to see Phoebe,
"Phoebe, I came to bring you back to our side, the right side, then we can go get Prue and we can become the charmed ones again, and we can raise Pamara, my twins, and your future child as good," Piper told her.
"Piper, the only way we're going to continue to be charmed is if we're all evil," Phoebe stated, chanting something in Latin and releasing a dark cloud into Piper, "and now we all are," she grinned,
"lets go find our sister," Piper said, also grinning, then Phoebe shimmered them out.
They shimmered in and gave Prue a shock, so she sent them hurdling across the room with her witch power of telekinesis,
"whoa, Prue, calm down," Piper said,
"it looks like you've finally done something right for once, by turning her evil," Prue said to Phoebe.
"Look, I no longer work for The Source, so me and Piper were thinking we should all get back together, reform the power of three, but for evil," Phoebe suggested,
"I like it, at least then Pamara will get to know her aunts," Prue agreed,
"and cousins," Piper added, patting her stomach. The three sisters joined hands around Pamara's crib, and Phoebe shimmered them all out (Pamara as well).
Eight months later….
Eight month pregnant Piper cackled as she used one of her twins' power of pyrokinesis to kill the good witch,
"I love being evil," she laughed, dark orbing back to the manor.
The manor was very different now, it was evil, as was most of the world, the Halliwell sisters were all living there, along with, an evil, Cole and whitelighter-turned-darklighter Leo. Phoebe sat in the attic with one-year-old Pamara, she smiled at the Book of Shadows, the triquetra had reconnected but the ovals were spiky, representing their evilness,
"d'you know what Pammy," she cooed, "one of these days you're gonna be sitting where I am now, with your three cousins, planning how to kill many witches," she said, her hands placed on her six month pregnant stomach. Dark orbs swirled in the air, and Phoebe expected to see Piper, but instead saw a man and woman, then another man shimmered in next to them,
"who the hell are you?" Phoebe questioned, using her baby's power to form an energy ball.
"To see are parents," the woman said, creating a flame in her hand,
"you're Piper's daughter, I can tell, you're pyrokinetic, just like one of her twins," Phoebe stated, the woman nodded, "and that makes you Piper's son," she continued, looking at the man who had also dark orbed, "which then makes you mine," she concluded, looking at the other man, they all nodded.
"Where's future Pamara?" Phoebe asked,
"failing to become the new Source," her son replied,
"so what are your names?" the middle charmed one asked,
"I'm Faith Melinda Halliwell," the woman said,
"Warren Victor Halliwell," Piper's son replied,
"I'm Benjamin Cole Halliwell, named after dad's dad," her son informed her.
"You've all got really nice names," Phoebe complimented,
"we've got a problem," Piper said, dark orbing in to show her waters had broke,
"looks like we're coming," Faith said.
Twelve hours later, Piper held her newborn twins, Faith and Warren,
"I have one question, are you evil too, like us?" she asked their future selves,
"don't you wanna know if we had a nice childhood?" Faith said,
"okay then, two questions," Piper said,
"well, we had an amazing childhood, we all used to go play hide and seek in the underworld and stuff, and yeah, we're evil too," Warren replied, Piper smiled proudly at them, then at their baby selves.
To be continued….
