A/N: Well, I know people are reading this but are not reviweing much. At least Nicole's hooked. Muahahaha... ha. anyways. The end of the First arc of my little revamping. Hope you like. You know how I'll know this? If you review.

Fade in:

Int. - Halliwell Manor Foyer. – Night.

Where we left. Prue squints her eyes and Jeremy is sent flying towards the front lawn. Piper rushes forward and shuts the door. The cat jumps off Prue's hand.

Phoebe: That's so not going to keep him away.

Prue: Yeah, well, I'm open to suggestions.

Piper: The chant we did last night!

Phoebe: The power of three something or other.

Prue: Will set us free. We just need to chant it till he blows up.

Piper: Wouldn't we need the Book? That's how we got our powers isn't it?

The door blows forward off its hinges. The girls scatter into separate parts. Phoebe goes up the stairs. Prue goes into the living room and Piper heads for the dining hall. Jeremy walks forward and materializes an energy ball in his hand.

Jeremy: And here I was hoping to avoid using actual magic. You sure make it hard for a serial killer to maintain class.

Prue, hiding behind a couch hears this and reacts. She slowly stands up and faces Jeremy.

Prue: You killed those girls.

Jeremy: Witches. Like you and your sisters.

Prue: Why? What are you?

Jeremy: I'm hell. And just the first wave that will sweep this earth. And when I kill you three and get your beloved Charmed Powers I'll be completely invincible.

Prue: What did you say?

Jeremy: That I'll be invincible with your powers?

Prue: Precisely.

Prue squints her eyes and shoves Jeremy forward towards the hall. He hits the stair case.

Prue: Piper, freeze!

Piper comes out of the table and extends her hands forward motioning towards Jeremy. He freezes mid stranding up. Phoebe hurries down the stairs and pulls the knife from his hand stabbing him on the back.

Jeremy unfreezes and jerks in pain. Prue gives both her sisters a look before intoning.

Prue: The Power Of Three Will Set Us Free!

Piper: The Power of Three Will Set Us Free!

Phoebe: The Power of Three Will Set Us Free!

A whirlwind starts to appear around Jeremy and he screams in pain as his skin starts to burn and peel off.

The Sisters: The Power of Three Will Set Us Free!

Jeremy: (Screaming.) NO!

The Sisters: The Power of Three Will Set Us Free!

Jeremy: (Screaming.) You wretched filth! You will not destroy me so easily! You have no idea who I am!

Jeremy creates an energy ball out of his hand makes it grow to a potent size.

The Sisters: The Power of Three Will Set Us Free!

The sisters look worried about this turn of events. Jeremy's energy seems to fill the small whirlwind created. There's suddenly a small explosion and each sister is blown backwards.

Prue is the first one to get off the floor and look forward. There's only a giant scorch mark against the first steps of the stairs.

Prue: What… did we kill him?

Phoebe and Piper walk closer to the mark from their respective positions.

Phoebe: I don't think anyone would've survived that.

Piper: Can someone explain to me what the hell is going on here?

Woman's voice: (Off screen.) I might offer some help with that.

The three sister's turn towards the door. There eyes fill with wonder and shock.

Piper: Oh my God…

Prue: Grams?

Pan over to the door where a TRANSPARENT WOMAN around her early 60's. She is wearing 70's style clothing and has a wry smirk on her face.

Grams: What's the matter, girls? You look like you've seen a ghost.

Int. – Cavern Hall.

This is another cave room. It seems to be some sort of meeting hall. There's a small stage like area. There's also an entrance. The Seer from before is walking in with a candle in one hand.

Female voice: (Off screen.) That was a poorly handled situation, Seer.

Seer: Is not my duty to order upper level demons. I can merely guide them to the right direction. If they choose to take it or not will never be concern of mine.

Suddenly a being materializes in the room. It takes the form of a YOUNG RED HEAD. The Seer doesn't seem to react at all.

Red head: So is that the standard line so you don't have to take the fall for this?

Seer: Take it as you wish.

Red head: It's okay. I already anticipated the day the Charmed ones would awake. And I didn't need your aid to figure that out.

Seer: Of course you didn't.

Red head: I think the best offense is to fight magic with more powerful magic. Remember a few months back when there were words of a stray force of magic wandering the city?

Seer: I believe I was one of the many Seers called by the Source on that particular case. But sad to say that whoever that force was they do not want to be found.

Red head: What if I told you I found her?

Seer: Her?

Red head: Mhm. I can pretty much assure you, seer…

She walks towards the small stage and folds her arms with a determine look on her face.

Red head: When I get through with that girl, the Charmed Ones will be nothing but a mild inconvenience for our cause.

She smiles.

Int. – Halliwell Manor. – Foyer.

All three sisters are seated on the steps as their Grams stands in front of them. Phoebe is marveling over her transparent form.

Phoebe: Are you dead?

Grams: No.

Phoebe: You don't look very convincing.

Grams: Well, I'm not.

Piper: This is so not my day.

Prue: Grams, you mind explaining to us what's going on already?

Piper: Oh my God!

Piper stands up.

Piper: He died here! We're sitting on a dead guy's grave!

Prue pulls Piper back down to sit. Phoebe rolls her eyes.

Piper: Can someone else freak out with me?

Prue and Phoebe: No.

Piper: Traitors.

Grams: If you girls are done with the chit chat, can I get to the point of my visit? These astral calls aren't very easy on one's mind. And stomach for that matter.

The sisters: Yes, Grams.

Grams: Well, obviously you all figured out by now you're witches. I'm glad I was alive to see this happened. Even if it did happen in the middle of my trip to Europe. Nevertheless. I was told you had awakened and I decided to make sure you were in proper use of your powers.

Prue: Wait, so you've known we could do these things all along?

Phoebe: You're asking this to the ghost lady?

Prue: True.

Grams: Due to circumstances I can't fully explain now your powers were set dormant when you were little girls. Right after Phoebe's birth. The plan was to gradually let you in on your powers when you were older but sadly, your mother's passing made me rethink things a bit. I wanted you to be able to enjoy what was left of your childhood without having to deal with this side of the world.

Piper: So you and mom…?

Grams: Witches as well. Patty actually had your power, Piper. She could manipulate time.

Piper: Is that why she died?

Prue and Phoebe turn serious after the question. Grams lowers her head and nods slowly.

Grams: Patty died fighting a demon.

Prue: No, she drowned. I was there.

Grams: Prue. Because you were the eldest most of your memories were altered a bit so you wouldn't remember your powers. But if you actually try and picture those moments you can see the true memories behind the fake ones. In fact you used to dream about it as it really happened and convinced yourself that it was a nightmare.

Prue: You changed my memories?

Grams: You may hate me now if you wish, sweetie. But I did what was best for you girls back then and I do not regret it.

Piper: Who was that guy?

Grams: A demon. And I'm sure he won't be the first one. You're not only witches, my girls. You're the Charmed Ones. You're destiny is so much more than I could over describe.

Phoebe: So what? We're stuck fighting demons now too?

Grams: There's more to the life of a witch than the battle of good and evil. You need to see how much your magic can truly change the world.

The three sisters take the words in, their faces feeling with wonder and confusion.

Grams: Over all you must trust yourselves. And the power you all have as sisters and as witches.

Prue: How will we know what to do?

Grams: You will. Now. I must go, I'll return in a few months, my dears. Till then you know you can reach me whenever you need me.

Phoebe: Grams?

Grams: Yes, Phoebe?

Phoebe: I'm sorry about running away.

Grams: I know you are. But I know you'll always follow your own way, dear. And that is actually more of a virtue than you think.

Phoebe smiles at this.

Grams: I'm still grounding you when I get back though.

Phoebe's smile fades.

Grams: Be good my darlings. Blessed it be.

Grams form fades in a cloud of glowing white orbs. The girls look on for a beat.

Phoebe: Whoa.

Piper: Yeah.

Prue: Pizza?

Int. - Hospital Room. – Night.

KEITH is lying on a hospital bed, unconscious, looking severely beaten up. There's a DOCTOR there and INSPECTOR MORRIS.

Doctor: I'm not sure what happened to him.

Morris: Who brought him in?

Doctor: A girl, but we could get any details.

Morris: I think I have a pretty good idea who it was.

Doctor: Do you think she might've cause this somehow?

Morris: You don't wanna know what I think really.

He starts to leave and the doctor gives Keith a look and follows. Glowing blue lights appear in the room and take the figure of a man standing by the bed. It's the same WHITE HAIRED MAN that was with Prue earlier. A closer look seems to place him around his mid 40's.

The man walks over to Keith and waves his hand in front of his face. Keith's eyes shoot open.

White haired man: Hello, Keith. I'm going to tell you what you will remember from what happened today and what you will tell the police. Then you'll resume your sleep. Okay?

Keith nods. The man smiles.

Int. – Halliwell Manor's Front porch. – Day.

Phoebe sits with the cat on her lap, playing with it. Piper is watering the flowers nearby. Prue walks over with the paper in her hand.

Prue: So, officially, they believed to have caught the culprit of the crimes and are seizing investigation.

Piper: (Scoffs.) Like they actually know who did it.

Prue: I think they just want to stop being a mockery for the press.

Phoebe: Well, we got the real killer so I say alls well that end well.

Prue: Why is that cat still here?

Phoebe: I'm keeping it.

Prue: You are not.

Phoebe: Her name is Kit. I love her. You can't take something I love, Prue.

Prue rolls her eyes. Phoebe smirks and walks towards the door but stops.

Phoebe: Guys? What do you think our lives will be now?

Piper: Insane.

Prue: Chaotic.

Phoebe: I figured it would be much more interesting.

Phoebe smirks and walks with Kit inside the house. Piper and Prue exchange a look and follow inside. Prue turns to close the door but squints her eyes and closes it with her power instead.

Fade To black.

End.

Next Week: Stalking Specter.