Well, people haven't thrown tomatoes at me yet for sending Riley back to the future, and I'll warn you now, it's going to be a few chapters before I bring her back to the past, if I decide she's coming back. She has to find out for herself who the man in dark robes is, though, I'm sure you all already know who he is. You readers will also learn more about the future Chris came to change, and more about Evil Wyatt. This chapter will be based solely in the future, but after this, it'll flash between future and past. Here we go.

Riley appeared in the park, and knew she only had a short time before the probes came. She wondered where she could hide. Though she had only been in the past for a day, here in the future a month had passed. She had no idea if the group who called themselves the Resistance was still going strong. She looked around and noticed the differences between the past park and the present park. The present park was deserted, the jungle gym and swing unsuitable for playing on. A child over 5 pounds would send it crashing to the ground. The grass was brown and dead. The trees looked sad, their leaves, which should be bright colors symbolizing fall, had several shades of brown leaves.

The air was even different. The air smelled of despair, pain, poverty, and blood. It was sobering to think that were you were standing right at this moment, somebody had died there. Which was true. Someone had died on every inch of the city, ever since Wyatt had taken over, telling everyone power was more important than good or evil. Though he did his fair share of evil deeds. As she thought of Wyatt, one thought came to mind. The black robed man. Maybe Wyatt would know who he or she was. She felt it was a man however, from the voice. It would be dangerous, and she'd probably die at Wyatt's hands, but at least she would die knowing who killed her parents.

She heard the familiar buzz of the probes, knowing they had sensed her power, and wondered if she should run, or be scanned. As soon as she was identified, either demons would come, or Wyatt would come. She quickly decided she wasn't ready to face Wyatt and took off running. She knew where she could go, and be safe from the probes for a short while. Hopefully, it would be long enough for her to change clothes and come up with a plan.

5 Minutes Later at Riley's House

"What a brilliant plan it was for me to come back to the future without a plan of action. But then again, I live here in the future, so why shouldn't I be here?" She asked herself as she walked around her house in nothing but her bra and underwear while she tried to find clothes good for fighting in. She stopped and looked in the mirror, fingering the tattoo on her hipbone, courtesy of Wyatt. It was the magical equivalent of a brand you put on a cow to prove ownership. He had given it to her the last time they had met, before the demon came after her. It was Chaos, the eight-pointed star. It symbolized Wyatt's power. The star itself stood for change, no right or wrong, just the quest for pleasure. Which is what Wyatt's leadership was. He got pleasure from being the almighty boss. She tore her eyes away from the tattoo and went into her bedroom, heading for the closet. She pulled out a green tank top that complimented her eyes and black pants, with black boots. As she pulled her hair back into a ponytail, she heard a noise behind her. She whirled around and saw Wyatt.

"Hello Riley. Been visiting my dear brother?" He asked coldly. Something about the way he said that triggered something in her head, but she had no idea what it was.

"Yeah, he sends his love. How'd you know I was here? The probes didn't scan me." She asked, wondering if he was spying on her.

"Chaos told me. That tattoo I gave you, no ordinary tattoo. Whenever you're out in the open, I get alerted. Just a nifty spell I whipped up. Nice underwear by the way." He sneered. To her embarrassment she blushed.

"Why are you here? I don't feel like playing hide and go seek right now." She told him. He gave her an exasperated look.

"Like I would waste my time playing with you. You're coming with me whether you like it or not." He sneered at her. She looked around.

"One on one, I like these odds." She said with false cheer.

"Yeah, I would too, but its not staying that way." Behind her 7 demons shimmered in. Riley looked at them, noticing their various breeds.

"I don't like these odds, but I'm not going without a fight." She said and Wyatt grinned an evil grin. He snapped his fingers, and three of the demons grabbed her, dragging her to Wyatt. She tried her hardest to freeze them, but it wasn't happening. Wyatt knew what she was trying to do.

"By the way, I forgot to mention this, but due to that little spell I cast on your tattoo, you can't use your power around me. Sorry." He said while riley gave him a death glare.

"Are you that insecure in your leadership?" She asked sarcastically, not expected the blow that came her way, knocking her to the ground, as the demons let her go.

"Never…speak…to…me…like…that. Are we clear?" Wyatt asked slowly and angrily.

"I'll speak any way I please." She snapped back.

"That's what you think now. Take her to the attic." He yelled at the demons, which grabbed her and shimmered out. Wyatt then went outside the house and threw fireballs at Riley's house, causing it to catch fire.

"That'll teach her." He said orbing to the attic of the Halliwell House.

Attic

Riley was in the process of putting up a fight with the demons when Wyatt showed up.

"Must I do everything?" He asked as he used his telekinesis to tie Riley up. He then orbed a chair to her and knocked her into it.

"Oh thank you so much." She said sarcastically. He shook his head.

"Do you ever shut up?" he asked. Riley thought for a second.

"No, I don't think I do. Sorry." She said with false sympathy.

"I hope you know the only reason you're not dead is because I need to know what Chris is doing in the past, besides trying to save me." He growled.

"I was there for one day, how am I supposed to know?" She asked.

"Then why'd you come back? Chris didn't want you in the past?" He asked meanly. She bowed her head, trying to decide whether or not to tell him. She finally decided it couldn't hurt.

"I'm looking for the man who killed my parents. I kept running into him but I never saw his face. All I would see was a black robe and hear a cold voice. And if I do find out who it was, I'll kill him." She said. Wyatt gave her a look.

"Really? Did the robe look like this?" he asked as he orbed a black robe onto himself. It was him! Now Riley knew what that tone had triggered earlier, it was the same voice.

"Why? How? This has been happening since I was little." She said, not understanding.

"Let me tell you the story of Wyatt Matthew Halliwell. Let me recall here, your dad died when you were eleven, your mom when you were thirteen, the Charmed Ones when you were thirteen, and let's not forget Parker. When Parker died I was still a young kid, around 9 or 10, I don't remember. But I do remember my own personal seer telling me that he would be the one to stop me, so I sent a demon after him. Your dad discovered who was responsible for his son's death, so I had to get rid of him so the Charmed Ones didn't find out and try stop me. Your mom was annoying me with all her snooping, and the Charmed tried to protect you, the last in the line of the family that could defeat me. I've been a demonic leader since I was six, and you are not going to ruin it. But, I'll let you live for now, never know, Chris may come try to get you to come back where it was safe." Wyatt sneered. Riley had tears in her eyes.

"I'll kill you." She said as the room started getting brighter, and the ropes that held her broke. Wyatt rubbed his hands together.

"This should be fun."