Charmed Kitsune

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Naruto x Phoebe x Prue x Piper x ?

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Author's Note

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Story Start

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Waking up up on a couch by the excited cries of a young girl Piper found herself wearing a white blouse and black slacks. '' Uh, I think you have the wrong house. Certainly the wrong mummy.'' she murmured as the little brown haired girl ran up and hugged her. ''Stop fooling.'' the little girl stated with bright blue eyes.

''The car is here!'' another voice cried out from out of sight. A car honks and as a result the little girl ran off as Piper looked in a mirror.

''Ooh.'' she softly stated as she tried to wrap her head around what she was doing. So far it looked like the spell she and her sisters performed was working. Looking down at her body she caught the sight of a wedding ring on her finger and let out another gasp. ''I'm married...'' she softly stated to herself, but all things considering she wasn't that surprised. Suddenly and very conveniently a report about Phoebe shows up on the TV. 'Phoebe,' Piper thought as she began frantically looking around for the remote. ''How do I turn up the volume without the remote?'' she loudly remarked in a huff as she looked under the table and moved away some of the pillows. As if by magic the sound of the Television got louder as

The reporter, a man in his thirties with dark brown hair and wearing a dark blue suit continued his report as an image of an older Phoebe with flames in the background in her picture appeared on the screen. ''Now more news on the execution of Phoebe Halliwell coming up in just a moment.''

''Mum, we're gonna be late.'' the little brown haired girl stated as she ran back into the room. She was wearing overall and a green shirt with flower patterns.

''Miss Mary is here,'' the same voice from before called out from the direction of the front door.

''Okay, uh, TV shut up. Mute. Something.'' she stated as the TV's volume cut off. She was then led to the door where a blond hair little boy was waiting and an older woman wearing a dark blue sweat shirt and navy colored trousers with dark brown hair. The look on her face was something of uneasiness and sympathy.

''Morning, Piper. You all right?'' the woman asked as uncertainty rolled off of her.

''I guess.'' Piper casually remarked, unsure on just how to act.

''Yeah, with your sister, it's rough, I know. So, don't worry about your little ones. I'll get them to school like you asked but uh, are you sure you want me to take their godmother's?

''Yes, if that is what I told you, then yes.'' she uneasily replied, trying to wrap her head around the facts that she was dealing with. Mainly due to the very shock that she not only had a little boy but girl as well. Just looking at him it was impossible to not figure out who the father was.

''So you two are back on speaking terms?'' the woman asked, wondering what was going on with Piper.

''Maybe. Prue? Prue?'' Piper called out to her older sister from inside the house and receiving no answer.

''Okay, kiddos, let's hit the road.'' Mary said as the two children ran over to their mother and hugged her goodbye.

''Don't worry, mommy. I promise I'll do what you ask. I won't use my magic again, ever.''

''See you later mommy.'' the boy added as they were soon led away.

Piper went outside and watched them drive off. A black limo soon pulled up. Prue and what one could only assume were her assistants get out of the limo. Prue was wearing a very sexy knee length and shoulder-less black dress and her hair was completely bleach blonde. Her assistants fussed over her by brushing and touching her.

''Hey, hey. Okay, enough! People stop touching me. Stay, stay, stay.'' she shooed them away before going up the steps to where a blown Piper looked her over.

''Prue, what's going on?'' she asked, wondering just what on earth was going on?

''I don't know, but I could really get used to it. Check me out. I don't just work at Bucklands, I own it and three more in Paris, Tokyo and London.'' Prue proudly listed off as she felt pretty accomplished. All that hard work and dedication paid off apparently.

''And you're blonde.'' Piper remarked, trying to wrap her head around Prue of all people dying their hair.

''Yeah strange.'' Prue admitted as well, as the whole dying the hair thing was something Phoebe would do.

''Wait, you had time to go to work already?''

''Well, actually, I woke up there but it was amazing. I had all these assistants and this huge office and I have a chauffeur and he's so totally hot. But of course I'm in a committed relationship to a certain goofy blonde so let's keep that between us.'' she added as Piper giggled. ''So how did you do?'' she added as she was soon led into the house.

''Well I'm married for one,'' she remarked and held up her hand showing off her hand.

''You're married.'' Prue gasp as she reached out and grabbed Piper's hand to examine the ring. ''Wait a minute...'' she added as her face failed and notice the lack of ring on her finger. ''You're married.'' she repeating again. ''I'm the oldest, I was supposed to get married first.'' she stated as she began to sulk.

Piper winched and added, ''Well I better tell you I have kids as well.'' she knew it was always better to tell someone bombshells like that yourself then having them hear from another source.

''Kids? As in more than one?'' Prue was beginning to rethink how amazing her life was as she was missing a few things.

''Twins, if I'm not wrong.'' Piper answered as she held up a photo.

''They're beautiful...'' Prue said as she looked down at the pictured form of her niece and nephew. ''Wait...you have a son? How is that possible?'' she asked, as doing some researched revealed that no male Halliwell had ever been born into the line.

''If the father is who I think he is are you all that surprised?''

''Do you know they're names?''

''Oh God. I don't know. But, Prue, as far as I know my future daughter has powers. But for some reason I told her not to use them. Why would I do that?'' that question struck another thought in Prue's head.

''Speaking of why... Why are we in our future bodies? I mean, I thought we were supposed to come here and see them.'' thinking back to their trips to their past.

''Well, apparently going to the past isn't the same as going to the future. I just wish that since we are in our future bodies that we could have some memory of what's happened in the last ten years, like how I got kids.''

''Okay, wait a second, if I'm in my future body and you are in your future body then that means that Paige and Phoebe...'' it occurred to them.

''TV... louder, louder.'' Piper ordered as the volume on the TV gets louder.

''...execution. We're less than eight hours away now until the burning of Phoebe Halliwell. The witch accused of murdering Cal Greene six months ago.''

''Eight hours?'' Piper cried out as her face went pale from worry as her expression became frantic. ''We were supposed to be here two weeks before.''

''Shh...'' Comforting remarked and hugged Piper to calm her down.

''Let's go there now live where Sierra Stone is standing by. Sierra...'' the screen then switched to a light skinned woman in red in front of Hobart State Penitentiary.

''San Francisco district attorney, Nathaniel Pratt, who's discovery of the witch last August, has made him an early favor for the governor's seat, just came out to make a statement. Let's listen in.''

The image of a forty something man in a suit with grey hair appeared on the screen swarmed by many reporters. ''This is a reflection of our citizens' resolve to ferret out the hidden evil. To turn fear into fight, and to band together as one. To cleanse our city of its greatest threat. Tonight, Phoebe Halliwell will burn for her crime. And when she does, let that be a warning to other witches out there. You're next.''

Alarmed the sisters immediately took action. "I'm calling Naruto, you call Paige." Prue directed as she pulled her Ipad out of purse and began dialing. Took the entire ride over here to figure out how to use the darn thing.

But all she got was the automatic message of, 'The number you are dialing is no longer in service.'

Prue mumbled a soft 'shit' as she realized that from back then and now the numbers might have changed.

"The hell? Courtney Collins?" Piper mumbled out as she revealed she reached a voice mail instead of a number.

Well there was one other way to find out some information. "Allison! Allison!"

A flurry of white orbs appeared in the room. "What do ya want now?" She asked with a heated glare surprising both sisters and causing them to double take. That was a sharp contrast to the normally soft spoken white lighter they knew.

Obviously something had occurred in the time line to occur some bad blood between them and the woman. Thinking quickly Prue came up with a reason to ask for the knowledge they needed without revealing they were not exactly who they appeared to be.

"Our memories are scrambled!" She blurted out as Piper shot her an alarmed look. Prue's gaze briefly flickered over to Piper before she paused and composed her. "Demon, you know!" Make superfluous gestures. "And we need help remembering what was what."

Allison let out a snort. "Figures. Not like you spend much time nowadays going after demons unless they wrong you personally."

Piper narrowed her eyes dangerously at that but held her tongue.

Prue ignored the comment that was on the tip of her tongue. "First of all, do you know where Paige is? I can't get a hold of her."

Allison looked rather alarmed at that and her eyes softened. "Paige, you...you don't..." she mumbled. "She was..." She struggled to get out of the words. Whatever animosity she held towards them didn't translate to their youngest sister.

"No..." Piper whispered and shook her head. "No no no no..." She blinked as her eyes threatened to moisture. Paige couldn't be. Not after just learning about her. Not after having her in her life so soon.

"W-What happened?" Prue's voice cracked as she tried to fight back the emotion.

"Your damn EX, that demon is what happened!" The woman all but shouted. "All that preaching about protecting those who can't protect themselves and he chose what he cared about more than someone who..." The woman was cut off and flung against the wall by a ball of flame.

"Now that's not nice to embellish facts white lighter!" The speaker had a very rich and cocky soprano tone to their voice.

Both sisters whirled around ready to fight,, but were stunned by what they saw. The girl who could be hardly older then ten or eleven years old was the spitting image of an adolescent Prue with higher Cheekbones, smaller nose, but the most vibrant and familiar blue eyes along with charcoal black hair.

She was wearing black boots, leather pants, and a white collared halter top with crescent earrings and black lip stick. The similarity was uncanny and if not for the fact they could sense familial magic they would have just dismissed it as a tactic to disarm them.

"Mother. Aunt Piper!" The girl greeted in a rich yet cold formal tone.

Mother.

Mother?

MOTHER!

"You...you're..." Prue was a mix of shock and choked up at this surprise revelation. Standing right in front of her was her daughter and she didn't know what to feel. How could her daughter end up...well like this?

"Peyton!" the girl answered, "And by the way you two are in your stupor I'm guessing either a version of Aunt Phoebe or my father finally interfered and managed to send a message back."

"Interfere? Message? What's going on?" Piper demanded and a smirk formed on Peyton's face.

"You're definitely not the Piper of this time. You're too slow on the uptake."

Piper's eyes narrowed, "Hey now you listen here..."

Prue placed a hand on Piper's shoulder sshing her. "Explain?" Prue gently urged not yet born future daughter.

"Explain what? Where do you want to start? I have all day!" Peyton remarked as she sat down on the couch and folded her arms. The look on her face just sat wrong with Prue. So smug and cruel. As if she was enjoying their discomfort.

"Paige. How did your aunt Paige..." The words died her in throat.

"Die?" She finished as Prue winched. "I wasn't there so don't expect the details. All I know was what I heard second hand. It was either you or her. Dad chose you. You weren't very happy with that, put a strain on your relationship."

"So is that why I don't have a ring? Your father and I split up?"

"That's one way of putting it." She turned to Piper. "The split between you two wasn't much better. Though its obvious you...the you of this time still cared about him no matter how many men you tried to drown yourself in to forget."

"Look were wasting time. Why hasn't your father saved Phoebe? He would never allow this to happen?"

"If he still had his power he would have never allow the mortals to do what they're doing!" She announced angrily.

Mortals?

"A which of my aunt's calibur being burned alive by powerless people. Whatever foolishness the so called side of good put into her head has dampered her self preservation senses." She said as sparks of flames flickered on and off from her fingers.

"Side of good? Peyton...don't tell em you're..." Prue began to say but the young witch cut her off.

"Evil? Hah? As if I would degrade myself down to the level of those foolish and simplistic boot lickers. I'm more of a Dark Neutral. Then again that's probably result of two psyches merging a few days ago." She said as she waved her left hand over right hand revealing what looked like an ordinary promise ring on her finger. "Despite its appearances this is a very powerful magical artifact. You see father has been theorizing for years about what's been going on. Wondering how or why he didn't save Paige when it was in his power to do so? And then he thought about the adventures you all had in past and with help from some unlikely sources crafted this little jewel. His theory was right when a few days ago this strange phenomena occurred and I was assaulted with this other life time of memories I never experienced. A memory of a brother I never had. So we of course concluded that someone or something has been messing with other timelines and the echoes occurring has traveled and unintentionally messed with our timelines. Father believes that was what brought him to this world in the first place and why our fore bearers all those years ago summoned him as his champion. In others some asshats in other universes were screwing around and screw off the balance for our universes causing our realms to alter a bit as a result. That is one theory. The other theory that hits closer to home is that someone either an Angel or Destiny or someone similar in the hierarchy has caused these changes by dabbling in Destiny magic. Those two theories basically cover everything we've been considering."

That was a whole of information to digest. "But I don't understand, why would the Elders send us here if this was a possibility of happening? Surely they had to have known what was gong to happen if we're supposed to be learning some lesson?" Piper wondered aloud as Peyton raised an eyebrow.

She then let out a chortle. "Aah the elders I should have known they played a part." Peyton remarked as she once more flashed her ring. "They're not all knowing or all seeing. I doubt they would have done what they did if they knew I had such an artifact. Unfortunately for them they're attempt to teach you a lesson has far greater reaching consequences then they realized."

"What is it that you're after Peyton? You're not telling us all of this from the goodness of your heart." As much as it pained Prue to say this, her daughter was closer to the side of evil then good.

It compounded onto all the other stuff she learned. Naruto split from the family.

Paige being dead.

Phoebe about to die.

This was far worse then she was expecting.

"Well its simple. You see I don't know why or how, but someone manipulated things behind the scene. They set up my father to make shitty choices and as a result he had his power sealed by you, the Charmed Ones," she mockingly used the title, "...and then everything went down hill from there."

"What did I do? What could I have done to make you despise me?" She felt her heart was breaking as her daughter looked at her with so much...bitterness and anger.

"How could I feel anything for a mother that didn't even want m-me?" For a brief moment the facade of indifference broke as Prue's faced paled.

"I...I would never..."

"You did...or at least you tried before dad stopped you. I mean poor you. Who would want to be stuck 'raising his monster spawn' after all!" The girl all but shouted.

"Wait a minute!" Piper exclaimed, realizing something. "You said someone was manipulating things right Peyton?"

"Yeah and?" the girl shot back, getting a bit testy.

"But don't you see? If someone could pull over something like your father, couldn't they have done something like that to your mother? What if...what if instead of acting us head on our enemy used subtley? Instead of trying to kill us in one go they set forth a plan in action that would over the years slowly drive us apart and set us up to destroy each other? What enemy could be more dangerous then one you view as a trusted ally?"

Peyton opened her mouth, but paused and contemplated it. Her father had told her to assess all possibilities. How could she have overlooked something like this.

"Not all that long ago Prue was manipulated to do things via Astral Projection by a demon who took on the identity of a man named Rex. All it would took is a stronger and smarter demon with time on his hands." Between the few possessions and manipulations they dealt with so far, this was just one of those things that Piper worried about and made sure to keep an eye out for. She did not want to be some fool who couldn't tell her siblings who she had known throughout her entire life acting differently.

Peyton clutched her fists as a look of recognition fell over her face. "Shit!" She snarled.

"Language!" Prue sternly remarked unable to stop herself, wondering if her future self was reflectively reacting through her on some subconscious level.

"Father kept on going about how things didn't make sense. How you four seemed to slowly changed into selfish and uncaring people and he didn't know what was going on. I was too blinded by my anger and resentment, but now I thnk I have an idea on what's going on. The only way to save your future and fix my present is to save aunt Phoebe and undo the spell on my dad."

They had no time to lose then.

"Oh, surprise, here we go, up the stairs into the attic, grabbing the Book of Shadows. This is something we're going to be doing for the rest of our lives isn't it?" Prue stated, crossing the attic.

Piper stopped in front of the empty pedestal where the Book usually stayed. "Apparently not…" Piper remarked casually. "The Book is gone."

Prue spun around and started opening up trunks and cabinets, searching for it. "It's got to be here. We need it to find the return spell." She stressed bordering on panic.

"Prue…" Piper started in a soothing voice.

Prue ignored her. "You guys, just help me look for it." Prue ordered.

Peyton ran forward and grabbed Prue wrists, pulling her around to face her. "Calm down, Mother. Just relax."

"Yeah, we'll find it." Piper assured her.

Prue yanked her wrists out of Peyton's hands and spun on Piper. "You don't know that. I mean, what if it's lost? What if we can't find it…?" She demanded but didn't wait for them to answer. "… Then we're stuck in our future bodies with no way of getting out of them and no way of saving Phoebe." Prue yelled. She waved her hand for emphasis and everything in the attic flew against the wall and was crushed by the sheer force of her telekinesis. When the explosion settled a large hole, almost the entirety of the wall, had appeared and pieces of the ceiling fell to the ground.

"Been working out?" Piper quipped.

"Ten years older! Ten years additional power! We're just lucky that was offhand blast!" Peyton remarked with an eyeroll.

"I guess that's a little sample of what ten years does to our powers." Prue declared, still staring at the destruction in surprise.

"And to our attic…" Piper agreed.

"Before you so rudely interrupted me," Peyton began as she picked a key off the floor. "I was going to point out we just need your key to go get the Book of Shadows from your office."

"The Book of Shadows is at my office?" Prue then sent Peyton a pointed. "How would you know about this?"

"Oh please," Peyton scruffed. "I use the book from time to time to eliminate the annoying demon pests that come after me. I'm a Halliwell in blood or have you forgotten?"

"Enough snipping let's head over to Bucklands, maybe it'll give us some answers." Piper suggested.

Prue nodded slightly. "Alright, we'll go there first and then to Phoebe to see if she's all right." She decided, leading the way to the door.

"Hello? Hello?" Phoebe yelled, searching for someone that would talk to her. She paced her cell nervously as she continued to be ignored. "Could somebody please answer me? I really need to talk to someone!" There was still no answer and she crossed her arms with a loud huff. "Okay, how about a snack? Maybe some crackers, peanuts, or something?" Phoebe insisted. A guy finally walked up to her cell and slid a tray of slop under for her. "A tray full of goo?" She asked him only for him to walk away. "Hey, wait a minute!" She pressed up against the glass and was shocked backwards. She stared at the glass with a wary expression. "Don't I even get a phone call?" She sighed.

"Shut up, witch!" The man's voice carried from another room right before he slammed the door to block her voice.

Piper stepped out of the passenger side of her jeep, Peyton out the back, and Prue out of the driver's seat into the Bucklands parking area. "I can't believe you get a limo and a driver and I've still got my same old car." Piper ranted good-naturedly.

Prue appeared as if she was about to make some clever retort when Piper saw a guy walk into someone just a few feet from them. The guy's coffee spilled everywhere and Piper flicked her wrists instinctively. The three Halliwells stopped walking as the street froze around them.

Piper tilted her head to the side. "You just froze…"

"Everything." Peyton finished for her. Piper stared around at everything with wide eyes.

"What a difference a decade makes."

"You think this is impressive I'm surprised you haven't blow anything up Aunt Piper?"

Piper gave paused. "Wait what? A-Are you serious?"

Peyton let out a sigh, "Just, just don't aim your hands at anyone."

Piper's eye twitched. She nervously began to deflect her hands from herself less she want to accidentally blow off a butt cheek.

Prue, Piper, and Peyton's head snapped to the side as Allison stalked toward them, appearing none-too-happy. "What the hell are you doing?"

"You know, I knew you'd go and do something stupid like this. What's the matter with you? Are you insane?" She snapped. "You want to end up like your sister? We already lost the Power of Four now you're going to bring to the Power of None at this rate!"

As this was going on a woman walked around the corner and saw the frozen street.

The woman easily caught sight of the four people not frozen in the middle of the crowd. "Witch!" The woman screamed, pointing frantically at them.

"Wait what the hell is going on here?" Prue questioned.

"They don't like witches here." Peyton answered, as she pointed at the posters on the billboards and really all over the place. They read 'rid the evil, turn in witches' with a picture of Nathaniel Pratt.

"Over there! Witch!" The woman continued to scream and suddenly the street was unfrozen.

"Alright, hurry, we gotta get you outta here before they see you."Peyton explained grabbing Prue and Piper and teleporting them far away from the area. They landed safely on the roof of a building far away from sight..

"They?" Piper asked.

"The witch hunters."

At the Hobart State Penitentiary Phoebe looked up eagerly from the plate of slop that sat on her bed as she heard a door open. "Prue, Piper, Paige?" She called hopefully.

To her sincere disappointment, Nathaniel Pratt strutted up to her cell. "They haven't been to visit you before. Why would they come now? No… They're going to be as happy to get rid of you as I am." Pratt laughed, smiling all the while he walked up and down on the other side of the glass.

Phoebe watched him cautiously, shifting positions on her bed. "Who are you?" She asked.

Pratt snorted at the question. "I'm sorry. It's been so long since our last visit." He apologized, though obviously not sorry in the slightest. "Executions are a bitch to plan. Logistics, alerting the media, gathering the kindling." Pratt went on in a mocking voice.

"Uh, you know, I've had a lot of time to do some thinking about why I'm here…" Phoebe grasped at straws as she slowly approached the glass.

"No amount of thinking will affect the outcome. Justice will be served for your crime." Pratt interrupted.

Phoebe looked slightly hopeful. "But it wasn't really a big crime, was it?"

Nathaniel Pratt just smirked. "You are truly evil. What bigger crime is there than taking a man's life?" He retorted.

Phoebe's hopeful smile faded at his words and she backed away, dropping into a chair that was behind her. "I killed someone?" She gasped.

"Phoebe, what is this? An attempt to stay your execution? Plead insanity?" Pratt questioned, watching her with an exhasperated expression. "It won't work. You have five hours to live. Tick tock." He stated, turning to leave.

Phoebe jumped up from her seat and ran to the glass, only just managing to stop before running into it and being electrocuted. "What? Five hours? But that's not possible." She blurted out.

Pratt turned around and took steps back toward her. "Well, I'm happy to see the seriousness of your crime has finally hit you. See, you represent everything I abhor. You're a threat. A danger to everything that is good and pure in the world." He explained dramatically.

"You're talking out of fear. Just because you don't understand something, doesn't make it evil." Phoebe countered defensively.

"No, it's you who doesn't understand. You killed a man using your power and now you're gonna die because of it. I only wish I could burn all of your kind with you." He yelled. There was a knock on the door and Pratt glanced over at the clock before turning his attention back to Phoebe. "But don't worry, in time I will. This is only the beginning." Pratt promised. With that, he turned and walked out.

Taking a moment to compose herself Peyton brought her mother and aunt with her to the underground.

"Well this is a pleasent surprise!"

Prue and Piper were left speechless. There sitting on a chair behind an old worn out black wood desk was Naruto. The faint glow from the cave fire gave off a glow that gave him a mysterious vibe.

He was just like how they remembered him, except he had grown a godawful goatee that did not suit him.

"Come to punish me? Finish what you started?" That was when he stood up and began walking and to their surprise he had a limp and was using a cane.

"Naruto? What happened?" Prue asked as the blond's expression went sour.

"Still like to pretend you have no idea what happened? That's okay. Have to save face I understand."

Prue could fill bile threaten to rise from her throat.

'Oh god. I didn't. I would never.'

Piper was also started to feel sick. Was he implying that after they stripped him of his powers that Prue...that she had...

"Dad." Peyton called out sounding more like a sweet girl then a bitter little hellion that the elder Halliwells knew. "You were right. Someone has been messing with things behind the background. But this ring you made for me interfered with the latest ripples?"

Naruto let out a chuckle."Of course it did. I needed to make sure you were safe. I'm not a natural inhabitant of this world. I'm not part of the overall Grand Design. Someone or something is trying to alter the Design to their benefit and its obvious that the immediate death of the Charmed Ones is not necessary, but the weakening of them will set forth events to where they won't intefere. And how else would you cary it forth by driving them into selfish beings and interfering with any force or push that would keep them be responsible and driven?"

"In other words drive us apart?" Piper pointed out as Naruto nodded.

"Yes, and it would only be a matter of time until the Phoebe of the past would eventually have a premonition of her future self in danger. A result of the Angels trying to correct whoever is messing with the design."

"The elders played a part in this. They may or may not be the influence trying to drive us apart, but I highly doubt they would want to the Charmed Ones dead." Peyton acknowledged, as whether or not she had strong ties with her relatices they were still an important magical force for good.

"And as annoying as they can be as a collective, not all the Elders are foolish or corrupt," Naruto noted surprising them. "Sure they act with the belief they know more then they do, but there are individual ones who I know did what they did out of geniune goodness. They would have played no part in putting innocents in danger so there is another influence out there we need to look out for. Now that we have a clue we can start amending the damage that has been done." He walked over to a desk and pulled open one of the drawers. He pulled out a piece of old warn out paper. "The cure spell. The cure to my power supression. We need all three Charmed Ones to release it. And with that I can send you three home."

As he finished talking there was a knock on the door. "Sir we have more arrivals!" A male voice spoke from the other side of the door.

"Make sure they're adjusted. I will be there in a moment." Naruto called out to the other side.

"Arrivals?" Prue asked him.

"There are people who have been brought here underground because they've been accused of practicing witchcraft." He explained as he opened the door and slowly led them out to where there were concentrations of people gathered in the cave system.

Prue followed his gaze to the people around them. "They're witches?" She asked.

"Some of them. Most of them have been falsely accused. Aviva and I have been bringing people here where they're safe."

"How did...how did it all get to this point?" Piper softly asked him.

"Six months ago Phoebe killed a man. Cal Greene." He answered.

"The baseball player?" Piper blurted out in surprise.

Prue shook her head in disbelief. "This is crazy. I mean, Phoebe would never hurt anyone." She insisted.

"She hurt him because he murdered someone. Someone Phoebe cared about very much. A dear friend who he brutalized but a technicality set him free. Phoebe was furious, outraged. And that's when she crossed the line from protecting the innocent to punishing the guilty. She used her power to kill Greene, got caught, and her magic exposed by Pratt."

"And this is the result? Modern day witch trials with Pratt at the helm?" Piper questioned, a little confused.

Prue still looked disbelieving. "But how? Phoebe gets visions. How does her power kill?" She argued stubbornly.

"Well, it can now. It's been ten years. All your powers have grown."

"We have to get to Phoebe and explain." Piper decided.

"You'll just have to go with the plan your future selves had in mind." Naruto remarked as the two sisters sent him confused looks. "Well let's just say that Prue and Piper of this timeline had a plan."

Phoebe was sitting in the chair that resided in her cell when Allison orbed in behind her. Phoebe immediately jumped up from her seat and spun on Allison. "Ally, oh thank god. Look, I know what they think I did and if you just…" She exclaimed loudly.

"Shh…" Allison interrupted with a cautious look through the glass. "They'll hear you."

Phoebe nodded in understanding and then looked around her as if she expected to see her sisters. "Where's the rest of the cavalry?" She asked in softer voice.

"They're not coming." She answered.

"So what, you'll grab me and we'll just orb or whatever and we'll meet them back at the…" She started but trailed off when Allison shook her head.

"Phoebe, I'm so sorry." She apologized.

Phoebe stared at her in confusion. "For what? Did something happen to my sisters?" She demanded suddenly extremely worried for them now that she realized what kind of danger they would be in.

"Nobody's gonna rescue you."

Phoebe laughed, pointing at him as if she was joking. "If that is some kind of whitelighter humor, let me be the first to tell you that you aren't a very funny race of people." Phoebe slowly sat down on the edge of her bed while Allison looked away.

"You act as if you don't remember, but that won't save you. You murdered a man using you're witchcraft and now you have to pay the price."

"Why does everyone think I killed someone?" Phoebe demanded, shaking her head. "I wouldn't. I mean, I couldn't. What did I do? Premonition the man to death? My power is passive." Phoebe insisted.

Allison reached into her pocket and pulled out a newspaper clipping titled 'Baseball Player Greene Found Dead.' "Then believe what you see." She whispered, passing it to her.

Phoebe touched the paper and gasped as she was tugged into a premonition.

Phoebe was waiting under the stairs. When Cal Greene had passed her, she jumped up behind him and put her hands on either side of his head. Two electricity bolts flooded from them and allowed her to enter his mind where she threw every feeling, every memory related to her friend. In her concentration, she levitated into the air until Cal Greene dropped dead at her feet.

Phoebe remained in a stunned silence for several long minutes. "Oh my god. What have I done?"

The three Halliwells arrived outside the state prison.

"No matter what happens don't stop!" Peyton made them promise.

For a second they were confused by what she meant when several orbs appeared on the perimeter. Out from the orbing popped up multiple witches. "Go now! Save Aunt Phoebe!" She ordered as her hands lit up with magic.

"Peyton!" Prue screamed but was stopped in her tracks when Piper gripped her wrist.

"Prue, she'll be okay. She's your daughter after all." Piper assured her.

Prue hesitated for a moment, turning back to see nearly half a dozen witches being flung across the area via telekinesis.

Reluctantly Prue left her daughter behind to deal with the attacking party.

They ran along the base of the wall perimeter, Prue leading the way. Whatever guards that were there must have left to deal with the magical battle happening not too far away.

"So far so good." Prue allowed. She was now carrying her high heel shoes so that she moved much quicker.

"Don't people normally break out of prison?" Piper quipped to lighten the tense atmosphere.

Prue glanced back behind her. "Nothing about this is normal." She pointed out casually. She then took a glance a the first spell. "To create a door.'" She answered, hesitantly looking over her shoulder to make sure no guards were coming up behind them.

"Okay, but where?" Piper wondered, her eyes flickering over the huge wall that they were now under until Prue picked a spot and outline it with a marker.

"When you find your path is blocked, all you have to do is knock." Prue chanted.

Piper knocked on the concrete wall and it slid open, allowing them inside. Prue led the way with Piper right behind her. The door closed behind them.

Phoebe was waiting in her cell when several guards opened the door and advanced on her. They didn't say a word as they pulled out their handcuffs and closed them around Phoebe's wrists.

Prue and Piper skidded around a corner to be faced with an armed guard. They gasped and jumped back as the man pointed his gun at them. "Freeze!" He ordered.

"Good idea." Piper agreed, flicking her wrists, freezing him.

Prue carefully scanned over it. "Alright, um, her cell should be up those stairs, come on." She called, running past the frozen guard. "She'll be guarded, are we ready for this?" Prue prompted as they began to turn the last corner.

Piper nodded.

They stopped outside Phoebe's empty cell. "We're too late…" Prue realized.

Phoebe ignored the looks cast at her as she was led through the prison hallways. As she approached the pyre was lit with high flames that died down and she was forced up and bound to it.

Pratt personally slid the metal bolt in that would hold Phoebe's chains in place when the fire began to rage. He ordered the guards out to join the large crowd and circled Phoebe like a hawk. When they were alone he took a deep dramatic breath. "I love the smell of burnt witch in the morning." Pratt mocked her.

Phoebe shook slightly as the moment had come but refused to let Pratt have any additional feelings of victory. "At least I'm paying for my crime. There'll come a day where you have to pay for yours too." She promised him.

"Remorseless to the end, huh?" Pratt laughed softly before turning to face the crowd. "Let today be a lesson to all those who would seek to defy human nature with their way of life. Let today serve notice that black magic will not be tolerated in our society and let today be remembered as the day we burned the witch." He pointed for the man to flip the switch that would turn the fire on.

Prue and Piper opened the door at the last second. "Piper, freeze them." Prue ordered. Piper immediately froze the entire audience. Piper was on the stage and attempting to untie Phoebe without a second to spare.

"Prue, Piper...where's Paige?" Phoebe whispered.

"Come on, we're getting you outta here." Piper stated, freeing Phoebe.

"No, wait, you can't." Phoebe argued, causing them to freeze. Prue looked at her in surprise but Phoebe could also recognize the determination in them. "Prue, I'm serious." Phoebe insisted.

"What are you talking about?" Prue demanded.

Phoebe jumped down from the platform to stand in front of her sisters. "You guys have to leave… I deserve to be here. Or my future self does." She explained.

"You killed a killer. Don't be ridiculous." Piper retorted.

"Look, this is Pratt's personal crusade. This isn't about us, it's about him. Wherever we go, he will follow us. He will hunt us. He will hunt our families. If anybody should be punished, it should be him." Prue argued. She looked down at her hand, her eyes flickering from it and then to Pratt, ready to send one of her future-powered telekinetic blasts at him.

Phoebe noticed what she was thinking. "Prue, what are you doing?"

Prue didn't cast her a glance. "Saving the future good witches and our future." She answered.

Prue threw her hand back and Phoebe jumped forward to grab it. "Prue, wait!" Phoebe screamed. Prue hesitated and Phoebe spun her around to face her. "Don't become a murderer too. It has to end with me." She pleaded. Prue reluctantly let her hand drop to her side.

"Phoebe, we can't just let you die. Not for this. He deserved…" Piper started.

"The wrong thing done for the right reason is still the wrong thing." Phoebe interrupted softly. She choked back a sob. "Our job is to protect the innocent, not punish the guilty. And I crossed that line. I know that. And now you guys have to know it too."

"Phoebe I know you believe you're making the right choice, but we're not going to let you die for circumstances you were never suppose to end up in the first place. The reason why this spell appeared and this premonition. It was all an elaborate plan."

"W-What?" Phoebe stated in shock.

Prue began to further elaborate. "The elders were responsible. They had a white lighter put a spell in the Book of Shadows and that gave someone or something the entry point they needed to start messing around with the grand design. Whatever is going on someone is going to use this as their first step to start twisting our minds and messing up our future."

"Paige is dead Phoebe." Piper finally spoke up.

"Oh my god," Phoebe whispered. 'No." She shook her head in denial.

"Our relationship with Naruto is in ruins and we sealed his power. Witches are being hunted down and forced underground. We have no idea of how much of this is fabricated or how much of this is true, all we know this was about teaching us some sort of lesson and if we let this cow us we're going to be set on the wrong path. You're right about one thing Phoebe. We're supposed to protect the innocents, but that doesn't mean we stand by and let the wicked do as they please waiting to react until they commit their crime. We may be Witches, but we are people first and we have moral codes that we have lived by before we even knew the creed."

"So come with us. If we let ourselves be led around instead of taking charge of our own destinities then what is any meaning in living a life?" Prue extended her hand. "Phoebe...please?" Tears fell down all the sisters' cheeks. "We're not leaving here without you." Prue repeated, her voice strained and barely more than a whisper.

Phoebe gently took Prue's hand in hers.

Prue, Piper, and Paige opened their eyes to find themselves back in the Manor wearing the clothes they had worn in the present time. "Prue, Paige…" Piper whispered, being the first to notice that they weren't watching an execution anymore.

"What are we doing here?" Paige asked, looking around the room. "Did the spell not work?"

"Paige!"

"Oh my god Paige!"

"Uurk! Too tight!" Paige yelped as her sisters threaten to squeeze the air out of her lungs. She eventually orbed away to get away from her grasp. "What was that about? You two acted like I died or something." Paige regretted her statement after seeing the pained expressions on her sister's face following her expression. "Oh...wow...that sucks. "

"Oh you're okay Missy!" Phoebe said as she entered the doorway entering the Foyer.

"No not again!" Paige cried but it was too late as she found herself tackled to the couch.

Naruto came storming down the steps. "Why's everyone screaming?" He questioned, "Its everything okay? What happened?"

Before Phoebe or Paige answered, Prue and Piper retackled Paige who began to whine about being treated like a doll.

"It's okay, we're safe now, all of us." Prue soothingly said as she held on to her baby sisters for dear life.

"Remote." Paige called, earning curious glances from Prue, Piper, and Phoebe as she turned the television on. "Been working on my power." The witchligher said with a happy little grin.

The TV report on Cal Greene's home run record flashed across the screen. "That's the baseball player." She pointed out.

Phoebe narrowed her eyes at the screen. "That's what triggered my premonition. We're right back where we started." Phoebe realized.

"I guess when Naruto sent us back it was to this moment of time." Piper theorized.

"Wait...I sent you back? So you know why my future self couldn't save Phoebe?" The blond wanted to know.

"Its...a really long story. We'll explain it to you this evening." Prue was too emotionally drained to go over what happened so recently. She went over and hug the blond tightly startling him. 'I'll...I will never become like that.' she fiercely thought.

Prue had learned quite a bit of things about her future self. Like how the woman had fired hundreds from the company via layoffs and saw them as statistics are had on the anniversary of Paige's death she used her powers on a powerless Naruto. That's not the kind of person she wanted to be.

Their moment was interrupted by the sound of a dog barking outside their house. Phoebe narrowed her eyes and glared at the window. "Oh, you've got to be joking." She exclaimed, running to the window with Piper following her.

"This guy still hasn't learned his lesson." Piper groaned while Phoebe irritably pushed the window up. Piper prepared to freeze while Prue shifted around in Naruto's arms so that she could see what was going on.

"Apparently neither have we." Phoebe interrupted them. All eyes flickered to her. "I think this is why we were sent back here to this moment in time. This is where it all started." She explained.

"The first time we used our magic to punish the 'guilty.'" Prue finished.

"But it's just a little thing. It's harmless…" Piper stuttered, pointing back behind her.

"Yeah but once you break the small rules, it's just a matter of time before the big ones are next." Phoebe countered lightly.

"Okay you're going to have to tell me exactly what happened at dinner."

And true to their word the sisters were allowed time to adjust to what they had learned and over dinner they told Naruto everything they learned. They were all sitting around the dining table.

With all the facts the gears in Naruto's head began to turn. "But the problem is this doesn't make sense. You already used your magic on a mortal. The dreamwalker remember?" The blond pointed out. "Even in defense Prue's telekinesis was still used to end a man's life. And we know the Elders interfered to some extent so this is basically them going 'we only want you to use your powers on those we want you to' and to hell for other instances. Don't you think if the so called forces of good were as their alignment described there would be more witches and magical using their gifts to help and protect those who couldn't and not just keep it exclusive to magical matters? What makes one innocent more important or valuable than another? If they were truly concerned about what was 'good' why were magicals not sent after Phoebe? Why did she not have a trial and punished that way? Why let the mortals discover magic and put all of the magical community in danger? Why didn't the Cleaners just remove the evidence of magic? Why wasn't evil more proactive and taking advantage of the situation? Too much of this just doesn't make sense, but we do know one thing. Whatever this mysterious force probably isn't going to give up so easily and the Elders are definitely going to know somethng is up since you returned by means other then what you were expecting."

"Well, can't we just go kick these Elders asses?" Paige suggested as Naruto let out a chuckle.

"No, they're still respected pillars on the light side in the community of good magic."

"Then what do we do? They keep interfering with us and its through them that this outsider was able to start messing things up?" Prue suggestion gave Naruto paused before a smile formed on his face.

"I got an idea."

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I know what you're all thinking. Hhm. This chapter is missing some scenes. Oh don't worry, we'll be elaborating a bit more on that next chapter as we get more hints and setup that ties in the canon's show shitty behavioral problems the charmed ones had post season four.