Disclaimer: Charmed isn't mine. Aww...

A/N: More action this time I promise! Last time was just to set up the story line. Again, review review review! I haven't completely written this story so what you say will make a difference!

Trinity: The Attic

The dark street outside of the Manor was briefly illuminated as three orb clouds formed into Chris, Wyatt, and Kyara. Wyatt turned to his younger sister.

"As soon as we get in, head for the book and start doing whatever we need to get the spell to work. Chris and I will hold off the demons till you finish. As soon as the portal's up, jump through, don't wait for us, we'll be right behind you." Wyatt spoke in a hushed tone of voice, though the street was deserted they could see movement in the house behind the windows. Most likely demons partying it up for the night, or some poor homeless human seeking shelter in the wrong house tonight.

"I got it Bro, you and Chris fight bad guys, I get stuck with library duty." Kyara said sarcastically. She hated that she probably wouldn't get to kill as many demons as she had been hoping. Sometimes being the youngest and only girl of the three sucked, they knew she could take care of herself, and yet still managed to try and protect her.

"You know it isn't like that Ky," Wyatt said, reading her mind as usual and knowing full well she could fight if she had to. "But Chris' firepower will come in handy if we get stuck, and I won't be able to pay attention to the fight and the Book if I need to bring my shield up."

Kyara knew he was right, and she didn't really have a problem with it, but it was fun to see Wyatt try to explain everything. Chris smiled, knowing Ky was just playing. They each did what they had to do, regardless of whether they would rather be doing something else. It came with the job.

"When we get to the past, what're we gonna do?" Chris asked. Purposely changing the subject so they could get on with things. Wyatt seemed to think for a minute before replying.

"Find the Charmed ones, tell them we're from the future and that we're there to change things? I don't think they need to know anything else about us. It's doubtful they'll recognize us anyways since hopefully we'll be itsy bitsy babies in that time. We can figure out the rest when we get some time alone there, right now we have to get there first." Wyatt turned to look into the manor, trying to judge the best way to get in. Orbing was out of the question; anti-orbing spells had evolved somewhat in this time and could kill a whitelighter foolish enough to try entering that way.

"I don't think finding them will be a problem, I'm assuming we'll end up in the Manor in the past if that's where we're casting the spell." Chris said, also turning to face his old home. It looked completely different now than it did in his memories. The outside had scorch marks covering most of it, the windows were shattered, the door full of gouges and bullet holes. Wonderful time they lived in.

"How're we getting in?" Kyara asked.

"Kick down the door?" Chris said with a small smile, knowing that they had done just that on more than one occasion.

Apparently this was one of those occasions.

"Gotcha!" the demon crowed. Happily watching as another demon went up in flames as it was struck by his athame. The demon, an ugly blue skinned, black horned, winged thing turned to his companions, waiting for them to pay up as he had won the bet. Just as he was about to grab the human girl they had been playing for he was interrupted by the front door flying into him and knocking him back, winded, against the wall.

"Hello boys. Hope we aren't interrupting anything important." A female voice cooed from the now open doorway. As one, the group of demons turned to their unexpected guests, hurtling energyballs at them as soon as they recognized the three. The Trinity.

Chris smiled as he saw fear flash across the faces of the demons occupying what was once his home. Telekinetically hurling their own energy back at them he managed to vanquish three but the others shimmered away in time. Without a pause the three entered the house, making their way to the attic stairs and mentally flinging all the shocked demons away from them. The surprise wouldn't last long though; they needed to get to the book before reinforcements came.

Wyatt rushed in through the attic door, checking the room for demons before he let Kyara walk past him to the pedestal that held their family's Book of Shadows. The only reason it was still there was the fact that now instead of simply flying away from any evil that tried to touch it, it had its own force field that would vanquish the evil before it got close enough to reach for it. As soon as a Halliwell came close though, the force field went down, allowing it to become momentarily vulnerable in their possession. Yet another reason why they had to hurry.

Kyara flipped through the pages as fast as she could, hoping fruitlessly that the spell would be somewhere near the front. Of course it wouldn't be that easy. Out of the corner of her eye she saw six demons shimmer into the room, immediately coming under attack from her brothers. Gotta hurry, gotta hurry. She chanted as she furiously flipped through the old pages.

Wyatt threw an energy ball at a demon that had tried to rush him from the side, quickly turning to land a solid left hook to the demon that had tried to sneak up behind him. This was getting bad, fast. He saw another dozen demons shimmer in behind the small army that seemed to have gathered in the attic while they waited for Kyara to find what they needed.

HURRY! Wyatt telepathed to his sister, though he knew she would just block him out, as usual. Siblings never listened. The attacks renewed and he was forced to abandon all thoughts except fighting as he unleashed another round of energy balls.

Chris ducked the fire ball aimed at his head and immediately turned to stab the demon next to him. Turning again he threw his athame at the gremlin that had tried to barbeque his head and smiled as it satisfyingly burst into flames.

"Athame." He called and it returned to his hand immediately, just in time for him to block the knife now being wielded against him by yet another demon. He's pretty good with it too, Chris thought grimly as he blocked again and quickly thrust the off balance demon away before he could recover.

"Kyara…" Chris heard Wyatt say threateningly from off to his right somewhere.

"I've got it, I've got it!" She yelled triumphantly, quickly scanning the page in front of her for instructions. "You need to get them away from one of the walls so I can draw the triquetra!" she called out to her brothers, anxiously searching for the chalk she knew was there somewhere.

"On three!" Wyatt yelled to his brother. Chris knew what he wanted and shoved his most recent attacker away from him as he moved to stand next to the older man. "Now!" Both Wyatt and Chris shoved with all of their power, forcing the demons away from the wall to their left, leaving it clear for Kyara. She ran to it, chalk in hand, and began to draw as the rest of the Trinity moved to stand between her and the demons that had begun to recover from the unexpected fly to the other end of the room.

They were getting smarter. Instead of attacking each of the brother's separately, they began to shimmer and appear next to them unexpectedly in pairs or threes. Catching Chris off guard one managed to get in a shot and he grimaced as he felt the energy burn into the back of his arm. Spinning, Chris called up his elemental magic. Fire was his favourite and seemed to take less concentration for him to use. No clue why, but as it was easier, that's what he chose. Palm up he called a fireball and hurled at the closest demon, immediately turning to repeat the action several more times until there was a small break in the fighting around him. Sweat dripping into his eyes he looked for his brother and sister.

Kyara finished drawing the interlocking ovals on the wall and hurriedly called out for Wyatt and Chris. She grabbed the spell and turned to see them vanquish a couple more demons before moving closer to her and the wall.

"Say the spell!" Wyatt cried as thirty more enemies shimmered in in their fallen comrades places.

"Hear these words, hear the rhyme, heed the hope within my mind, take me back to where I'll find, what I wish in place and time!" Kyara chanted. As soon as the spell was complete the white symbol on the wall began to glow an eerie blue colour. "Let's go! Now!" she cried

Wyatt and Chris turned to run to the portal and had almost reached it when they felt a huge energy burst behind them. The Trinity was hurled forward and through the shimmering blue light of the wall.

"Paige, Piper! I think I've got it!" Phoebe yelled, looking up from the pages of the Book of Shadows as her sisters and Leo came into the attic. They stood beside her and looked down to the page she had flipped to. "It's a Shadow demon. Basically it travels by moving through peoples shadows instead of shimmering or flaming, and when it chooses a victim…" She stopped unexpectedly as the wall to their right began to glow blue and three people where unceremoniously thrown to the ground in a tumbled heap.

"Umm…" Phoebe began, watching as the tangled mass separated quickly into two men and a woman. Two very familiar men…

"Chris, Wyatt!" Leo called as soon as he found his voice. His son…he was alive. But what was he doing back here in the past? And Wyatt? Leo took in their all black clothes and prayed his worst nightmare hadn't come to pass; that Wyatt wasn't still evil in the future.

The Trinity turned quickly to their voices, blinking in shock for a couple of moments before the girl spoke.

"Well so much for not telling them who we are." Kyara said wryly, as she looked the four people over. Her family…

Chris couldn't believe it; they had done it, made it to the past. But if they had then how could they recognize him? Maybe they hadn't gone as far back as they had thought?

An energy ball whizzed past his head, breaking up his thoughts as he turned to look at the demons that streamed through the portal and began attacking again, seemingly unknowing that they were in a different time. All they wanted to do was kill the Trinity, and if they had to jump through some glowy portal to do it then fine.

Kyara and Chris both started throwing fireballs at the newcomers as Wyatt formed his energy balls. Backing away from the now crowded portal they held off the demons, not allowing them to pass them and attack the others in the attic.

"Wyatt! Protect them!" Chris commanded. Wyatt turned to meet his brothers eyes and saw the fire there. Literally, Chris' eyes had turned a fiery red as they always did when he used his fire element magic. Grabbing Kyara by the arm he dragged her over to the Charmed Ones and Leo that had been staring at them in shock since they had come through the portal. As soon as he reached them he threw up his force field, leaving Chris outside of it with the demons.

Piper snapped out of her shock at seeing her baby boy from the future again. He looked the same as he had when he had come back last time; messy brown hair, green eyes (though she noticed now with unease that they had changed to red), and her facial features. Seeing the other man, who had to be Wyatt, and the girl come up to them while Wyatt put her shield up she turned to her oldest son.

"What're you doing! You can't leave him out there alone, he's your brother!" Piper cried anxiously, hoping the same as Leo. He can't still be evil…

Wyatt looked at his mother incredulously. It was still a shock to see them all, standing there, alive, looking at him as though they were scared or worried and relieved all at the same time. He would sort out those weird reactions later though; right now he had a fight to worry about.

"Trust me, you don't want him in here when he does his thing." Kyara answered for her brother.

"What are you talking about? He needs help!" Leo shouted at his son and the unknown girl. Please, may he not be evil. But Leo was starting to have his doubts at their refusal to help his baby boy.

"Watch." Wyatt said simply, turning back to Chris and the demons as his family stared at him from behind. Eventually they too looked at their youngest son and nephew, fighting the horde of demons alone.

They had to admit, he seemed to be holding his own. None of the demons landed a blow before they were incinerated by a fireball or stabbed with his athame. Chris was getting tired though, and Wyatt and Kyara noticed even if the others didn't. They had been with him long enough to tell what he was feeling no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

"What are you waiting for?" Wyatt demanded, seeing his brother stumble a bit and barely block a knife to his chest.

"Portal." Chris just panted as he concentrated on not getting hit. Wyatt looked to the wall, the portal was closing quickly but demons where still coming through. When it was almost completely sealed off, Chris flung the demons around him away, creating a small circle of space for him to stand in. Concentrating he felt his magic flow, filling him up, rippling through every fiber of his being. He forced himself to concentrate on nothing but the magic and the feeling of fire as he had done so many times before.

The people beneath Wyatt's shield saw Chris close his eyes as the demons began to get up from his magical shove. The air around Chris began to ripple, as though he was giving off heat. Instantly a circle of fire formed around his feet and he opened his fire-like eyes. Raising his hands, the circle hovered around him at chest height and began to spin faster and faster, forcing the demons to stay away from Chris and the heat it threw off. As fast as it had started spinning, the fiery ring stopped. After a beat of almost complete stillness where the unsuspecting demons simply stared at the figure before him, a kind ofpulse went through the air, radiating out from Chris. The ring then spread, releasing a wave of fire that covered the length and width of the attic, incinerating every living thing in its path but leaving the inanimate objects intact. Beneath Wyatt's shield, the Charmed Ones felt the heat the blast created and stared in shock at the now demon free attic.

Paige whistled, breaking the shocked silence that had fallen over the family at Chris' display.

"That's some power you got there." Phoebe just looked at her little sister as Piper and Leo continued to stare at the boy they had never expected to see again. Well, at least not for twenty or so years.

Chris lowered his hands and felt the magic drain out of him. Damn, he forgot how low he was running on it. Turning to his family, his whole family, beneath his brother's shield he stopped. Quickly sensing through the air he felt the presence of three demons, hiding throughout the room. Looking to where he had felt them he saw nothing, but that didn't mean they weren't there.

Wyatt saw Chris look around and took a step forward within his shield silently questioning Chris in his eyes. Glancing back at them Chris shook his head, telling Wyatt to keep them in the shield for now. His eyes changed again, this time to a golden colour as a wind picked up around the room, ruffling old papers and loose items strewn around the attic.

Harbour Demons. He swore. They were the only ones that could withstand his fire attack, and they also possessed invisibility. Turning to where he felt the air meeting one of the demons, he reached for the back of his waistband where he kept an athame and, grasping the handle, tossed it straight into the demon's heart. Becoming momentarily visible as it shrieked in pain and was vanquished the Charmed Ones jumped at the unexpected sight.

Another athame appeared, seemingly out of thin air, and went hurtling straight at Chris. He turned in time to barely block it from striking him in the heart as he used his arm as a shield receiving a deep gash across his forearm for his troubles. Conjuring an electric ball with his uninjured right armhe sent it straight to the air where the athame had appeared from and the second demon went up in flames.

Leo rushed forward within the shield when he saw Chris get cut by the knife. Seeing that athame heading for his son had brought back memories of the last time Chris had been there. The time he had died. It had only been six months ago, and he couldn't go through that again, ever.

Wyatt held out an arm to stop his father from leaving the shield. Leo looked between one son and the other.

"He needs to be healed!" He shouted, still trying to get passed Wyatt.

"He'll tell us when he's finished, otherwise we stay in here until it's safe." Wyatt held onto his father's arm firmly, ignoring the glares he was receiving from his captive. Turning to his little brother he saw his golden eyes searching the room for the next hidden threat. He envied Chris' abilities with air, it gave him a distinct advantage against invisible foes because even though they couldn't be seen, the air still touched them and therefore told Chris exactly where to look.

Concentrate. Chris told himself furiously. He knew he had felt three demons, but couldn't seem to focus enough to find the last one. His magic was burning up quick and if he didn't finish this soon…

There.

He felt the demon behind him to his left. About to turn and face it, he felt searing agony go through his left shoulder and an impact that made him spin around. Quickly calling another electric ball he tossed it at the place where he felt the air meet flesh, vaguely noticing when the demon disappeared in a column of flames. He fell to his knees and looked over his left shoulder to where the pain was radiating out into the rest of his body.

Reaching behind him he grasped the handle of the athame that was imbedded there and pulled, releasing new waves of agony as the blade slid free of his shoulder.

Blocking the pain as best as he could he sent one finalburst of magic through the air and finding no more threats nodded to his brother to lower his shield.

As soon as the force field was down, Wyatt and Kyara ran to their brother, reaching him just before their parents and aunts. Supporting him on either side, Kyara let Chris rest his weight on her as Wyatt turned him to examine the deep puncture in his back. Deciding it was bad enough to heal, he placed his hands above the blood soaked area and waited for the golden glow to come.

Leo stopped about a foot away from the son he had watched die in his arms a little while ago. He had nearly died when he saw that second athame strike his baby, but Wyatt's firm hold had prevented him from reaching Chris. Noticing how long it seemed to take Wyatt to summon the energy to heal Chris' wound, he broke out of his reverie and moved quickly to his son's side.

"Let me." Leo spoke quietly. Chris looked up as Leo gently moved Wyatt aside and made to put his hands on his shoulder. Taking a quick step back, Chris looked his father up and down, his weary mind wondering who those people were as the pain, blood loss, and exhaustion caught up with him and he heard a roaring sound in his ears.

Wyatt, Kyara, and Leo reached for him as he stumbled, his green eyes sliding back up into his head and all the color seemed to drain from his already too pale face. Falling to the floor in a crumpled heap, Chris surrendered to the darkness that was calling him.

A/N: Hopefully these chapters got you interested, butI won't know unless some people review. If there's anything wrong with them or something was confusing, let me know, otherwise i'll just think i'm as perfect as people keep telling me (lol).

To Be Continued...(if anyone wants me to)