Thank you to:

Polly – I wanted her to be appealing to both so yeah, I guess she does.

Amythestpony – I know it's hard waiting for the twists and turns so I'll update as quickly as I can.

Musicalmonk17 – I don't know.

Saver – yes she is evil.

But to everyone: I will not say whether she is entirely good or evil. That's one of the perks of being the author and not the reader.

Disclaimer: I sometimes wish I own Charmed, but I don't.

At P3

"Ladies and gentlemen," Adam, one of Piper's new bartenders, said. "Allow me to introduce a local perform, Miss Phaith Robbins!"

As Phaith crossed the stage in stunning black leather, her hair freshly styled into a formal rock style, the house band that Piper kept as emergency entertainment, began playing the introduction to "Because the Night" by Patti Smith. And as Phaith began singing, the audience was caught in the beauty of her voice. Take me now baby here as I am/Hold me close try to understand/Desire is hunger/Is the fire I breathe/Love is a banquet on which we feed/Come on now try and understand/The way I feel when I'm in your hands/Take my hand come undercover/They can't hurt you now/Can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now/Chorus: Because the night belongs to lovers

Because the night belongs to lust/Because the night belongs to lovers/Because the night belongs to us/Have I doubt when I'm alone/Love is a ring, the telephone/Love is an angel disguised as lust/Here in our bed until the morning comes/Come on now try and understand/The way I feel under your command/Take my hand as the sun descends

They can't touch you now/Can't touch you now, can't touch you now/Chorus/With love we sleep/With doubt the vicious circle/Turns and burns/Without you I cannot live/Forgive, the yearning burning/I believe it's time, too real to feel/So touch me now, touch me now, touch me now/Because the night belongs to lovers/Because the night belongs to lust/ Because the night belongs to lovers/Because the night belongs to us/Because tonight there are two lovers/If we believe in the night we trust/Because tonight there are two lovers/Because the night belongs to lust/Because the night belongs to lovers/Because the night belongs to us"

No sooner had they finished that song they leapt into Evan Essence with "My Immortal." I'm so tired of being here/Suppressed by all of my childish fears/And if you have to leave/I wish that you would just leave/Because your presence still lingers here/And it won't leave me alone/These wounds won't seem to heal

this pain is just too real/There's just too much that time cannot erase/Chorus: When you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears/When you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears

and i've held your hand through all of these years/But you still have all of me/You used to captivate me/By your resonating light/But now i'm bound by the life you left behind/

Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams/Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me/Chorus/When you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears/When you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears/And i've held your hand through all of these years/But you still have all of me/I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone/And though you're still with me/I've been alone all along/Chorus/All of me, oh/All of me

Phaith took a minute to allow the crowd to applaud. "I will now take requests," she said. "And let's kick it up with an upbeat one, huh?" "Black Velvet!" a person in the audience yelled.

"You heard her boys," Phaith said. Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell/Jimmy Rogers on the victrola up high/Mama's dancing with baby on her shoulder/The Sun is setting like molasses in the sky./The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything./Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for./Chorus: Black velvet and that little boy smile/Black velvet with that slow southern style/A new religion that'll bring you to your knees/Black velvet if you please./Up in Memphis the music's like a heat wave/White lightning, bound to drive you wild./Mama's baby's in the heart of every school girl/"Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle/The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true./Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for./Chorus: Black velvet and that little boy smile/Black velvet with that slow southern style/A new religion that'll bring you to your knees/Black velvet if you please./Bridge: Every word of every song that he sang was for you./In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon/What could you do/Chorus: Black velvet and that little boy smile/Black velvet with that slow southern style/A new religion that'll bring you to your knees/Black velvet if you please./Black velvet and that little boy smile/Black velvet with that slow southern style/A new religion that'll bring you to your knees/Black velvet if you please...If you please/If you please

"Any more?" Phaith asked, moving her hands in the "bring it on" fashion. "The One I Love!" Chris yelled. "Just for you then honey," Phaith said and winked at Chris while the band began the song. (chorus 1)This one goes out to the one I love/This one goes out to the one I've left behind/A simple prop to occupy my time/This one goes out to the one I love/(chorus 2)Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)/Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)(repeat chorus 1)/(repeat chorus 2)/This one goes out to the one I love/This one goes out to the one I've left behind/Another prop has occupied my time/This one goes out to the one I love/(repeat chorus 2 2x)

"Now we're gonna close the first half of the show with a personal favorite of mine," Phaith said, signaling the band who started the intro to "Paint It Black." I see a red door and I want it painted black/No colours anymore, I want them to turn back/I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes/I have to turn my head until my darkness goes/I see a line of cars and they're all painted black/With flowers and my love, both never to come back/I see people turn their heads and quickly look away/Like a newborn baby it just happens ev'ryday/I look inside myself and see my heart is black/I see my red door and I must have it painted black/Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts/It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black/No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue/I could not forsee this thing happening to you/If I look hard enough into the setting sun/My love will laugh with me before the morning comes/I see a red door and I want it painted black/No colours anymore I want them to turn back/I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes/I have to turn my head until my darkness goes/I wanna see your face painted black, black as night, black as coal/Don't wanna see the sun, flying high in the sky/I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black, yea Phaith ended on an amazing note, and then bowed to the crowd's whooping and cat calling. Chris smiled to himself as he listened.

After Phaith had gotten offstage, Chris and Phaith sat down in one of the lounge alcoves of the club. "You didn't tell me you could sing like that," Chris said.

"You didn't tell me your mother owns P3," Phaith countered.

"Speaking of mothers, have you forgotten yours Phaith?" a woman in a red shirt with black jeans said.

"Mom," Phaith said, hugging her mother. "I'm sorry Chris, this is my mother, Zarlena. Mom, this is Chris Halliwell."

"How do you do son?" Zarlena asked. Phaith was just as beautiful as Zarlena. Zarlena's dark black hair was tied up into a bun and her dark skin was complimented by the dangling gold earrings she wore.

"I'm alright," Chris said.

"Would you mind if I borrow my daughter for a little bit?" Zarlena asked. "I need to talk to her about an appointment I made for the two of us."

"Go right ahead," Chris said, taking a drink of his mineral water.

"Thank you Chris," Zarlena said with a smile. Zarlena and Phaith walked off toward the bathrooms and Chris watched them leave until they reached the doors. He turned his attention then to the floor to look for some of his friends.

Zarlena and Phaith shimmered into a chamber in the Underworld. "What is it Zarlena?" Phaith said, turning on Zarlena; anger showing in her face and eyes.

"Don't you dare address me like that!" Zarlena hissed. "I am in command of the temple now."

"What happened to Kendoc?" Phaith asked, stepping back slightly.

"He's indisposed," Zarlena said, her lips forming into a wicked smile. "Permanently."

"I see."

"How is the plan coming along?" Zarlena asked.

"We're not abandoning Kendoc's plan?" Phaith asked, curiosity in her voice.

"Who do you think created the plan?" Zarlena said. Phaith nodded her head. "Well?"

"It's right on schedule," Phaith said, turning around to pace the chamber. "The brothers have begun fighting over me more than before. And the older brother has taken an interest in stealing me away from the younger. He plans to make his first move tomorrow."

"Your powers of empathy are impressive," Zarlena said. "Now, we must return before the younger brother suspects anything."

The two shimmered back into the bathroom, startling a woman walking in. "I've gotta get off ecstasy," she said, moving to the toilet and throwing up.

Phaith went back to find Chris watching toward the bathrooms expectantly. She smiled and walked over to where he sat. Pulling the curtains after she entered, Phaith sat down next to Chris and focused her powers of empathy on Chris, willing him to lean in and kiss her. Just as expected Chris' features turned from confusion toward Phaith's pulling the curtain to passion as he locked her lips with his.

Zarlena's eyes were glossed over in the Underworld. "That's my girl," she smirked to herself. "Make him want you even more."

A/N: R&R plz! You know the drill.