Summary: Everything that happened up until New Moon happened, but when Edward leaves, Bella gets attacked by Victoria. She calls for help, and Leo comes. He explains everything and says she's half witch/half white lighter. He tells her that the Charmed Ones are witches, like her, but they don't know yet. (Before Prue dies, they haven't met Leo yet.) She befriends the Halliwell's, she with them through everything – Prue dying, finding Paige, and Chris appearing. Chapter one starts when Chris appears in 'Oh My Goddess.'
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Chapter Six: Hey, she's not dead!
We were in the Manor still. In the attic, Phoebe was circling the stone Paige, as I gripped my head and sat down, my head between my knees.
I heard the guy walk around, and then he said, "Don't worry, she's alright" He pauses, and I know Phoebe gives him a what-the-hell-are-you-on-about sort of look. "Well, I mean, she's not completely, alright, obviously, but she's not dead."
"Are you sure she's not?" Phoebe asked him.
"Frankly, you see this, a lot. Museums, universities, town centres... most of those statues, not really status. They're people like your sister here who have been, uh, turned into stone."
"Who are you?"Phoebe asks, choosing to ignore his last comment. Smart girl.
"Chris Perry. He's from the future." I mumble, looking back up at them.
"Yeah, what she said." He says, pointing towards me.
And right then, Piper walks in. "Oh! My god, tell me that's just a really good likeness of Paige."
"Oh, it's Paige, alright." Phoebe says, smiling slightly.
"Titan turned her to stone." Chris says, grinning.
"Who-who are you?" Piper stutters.
"That's Chris. He's from the future." Phoebe told her older sister.
Chris jumps in there, "Yeah, but just by like twenty years or so."
Piper nods slowly. "Uh-huh. Friend or foe?" She asks us.
"Not so sure yet." I say standing, still clutching my head.
"What do you mean? I saved Paige, didn't I?" He whines.
"Oh, you call that saving, do you?" I snap.
"Hey, I'm the one that put my life on the line here. I didn't have to drop everything I was doing just to orb in and save her butt..." He tells us, but being cut off by Piper.
"You-you orb? You're a Whitelighter?" She asks, startled.
"Look, where I come from, history shows Paige didn't get turned into stone on this day... she died. And with her death the power of three died too, allowing Titans to rule and create a world you don't wanna see, trust me. I'm here to alter history. To help you save the future." Chris says, all the playfulness leaving his voice and it becoming totally serious.
"Who sent you?" Phoebe asked. Like, I said before she's a smart girl.
"I can't answer that." Chris says, shaking his head. Ugh, I wish I could do that, but if I did I'd probably die, from all the banging going on right now.
"Why not?" She asked, again.
"Because anything I tell you could risk changing the future in ways we don't want." Chris answered.
But then came Piper's snarky reply of, "Who's we?"
"All I gotta say is that if I hadn't got here when I did, Paige would have been the third Whitelighter victim." Chris told us.
Phoebe became shocked. "Wait, third? I thought only one was missing?"
Chris shook his head again. "Not anymore."
"Leo! Leo!" Piper yell to her husband. And he orbs in.
"Honey, I'm sorry I missed counselling but..." Leo starts.
"Forget that, we've got bigger problems." Piper tells him.
"What happened?" He asks us.
"Forget that too. How many Whitelighters are missing?" His wife asks him.
"What?" He said, dumbly.
"How many?" She says, losing her patients.
"Uh, two. That's what the Elders just called me for." He tells his wife, whilst looking around.
"Believe me now?" Chris gloated.
"Who's he?" Leo asked. But before he could answer we heard a crash coming from downstairs.
"What was that?" Phoebe asks, and then everyone moves at once, running towards the door.
"Ugh," I groaned. Pulling myself up from the seat I had taken.
When we all walked down stairs a fairy flies past. We look down at the parlor, and all I can see are magical creatures. Dwarves, leprechauns, wood nymphs, elf nanny and some others.
"Sorry, we'll pay for that." A dwarf says pointing to a broken vase on the floor. "So long as you can keep the world from ending,"
Back in the snow-covered mountains, Demetrius, Cronus and Meta stand there. Cronus is angry and ready to kill. "It was a trap! You were tricked!" He shouted outraged at Meta.
"Still, there are other Whitelighters." She told him, hoping to regain his trust – if there even was any in the first place.
"No, we have been discovered, Your incompetence had endangered us all!" Cronus yelled.
"My incompetence? I only went where I was told." She said smirking a little. "My Lord." She added quickly.
"It doesn't matter. We can go back. They will be no match for the three of us."Demetrius says, trying to stick up for his lover.
"Out of the question." Cronus tells both Titans quickly. "We have to attack out enemies now while we still can."
"I won't leave Meta behind!" Demetrius says, determined.
A smirk plays on Cronus' lips. "Alright, Demetrius, you won't have to." And then he throws a fireball towards Meta, she turns into dust along with the first two Whitelighters, and he vanquished her. "Careful, Demetrius. Either you're with me, or you're with her." He warns him.
"Come on, come one, prance this way. Here we go. Here we go. Move it, move it, move it. Today."Piper says, as she and Leo ushered everyone into the conservatory.
"Hey, quit manhandling us. We're not your pets." A dwarf says, grumpily as he walks through the double doors.
"No, you're just a pain. Now, go on. And don't let the neighbours see you." Piper replies sarcastically.
I stand to the side, watching with an amused expression, while taking little sips from the cup of tea I'm holding. And then a muscly man, who was wearing no shirt and holding a crystal ball, walks into the conservatory. "Whoa, check out the size of that Oracle's... ball." Phoebe said, dodging out of his way; as I took a sip of tea and spat it back out in laughter.
Piper sighs in frustration, and closes the conservatory doors. "Phoebe, Bella, focus." Piper scolds us, and then gasps as she realises she trapped a fairy in the door. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. Stay away from those windows." She says, as the fairy flies away. "What the hell is going on around here?"
"If you haven't noticed, the world's a mess out there. Something terrible is going on. Everyone senses it. " The Elf nanny says, walking in, holding a drumstick.
"The Titans?" Phoebe asks.
"Must be," Leo answers.
"So you guys just all came here figuring that we would stop them?" Piper asks the nanny.
"Well, you are the Charmed Ones, aren't you? And, you have a Lost Child on your side," she says nodding to me. I gasp and start to ask something, when Wyatt cries from upstairs, and the Elf asks, "Do you always leave the little one unattended?"
"No," Piper, Phoebe and I say at once.
"Well, it sounds like he needs to be changed. I'll take care of it." The Elf turns to the stairs.
"Hold it!" Piper says, putting her hands up. "You are not the nanny. We rejected you."
"No," the Elf sighs. "I rejected you. But I suppose I can fill in, just for a bit." And, then she turns for the stairs and disappears.
"Did she just hire herself?" Phoebe asks; nobody answering.
Piper turns to Leo. "You need to go watch her."
"What about the Elders? I need to let them know the Titans are back," Leo says.
"Can't Chris tell them? I mean, he's a Whitelighter, isn't he?" Phoebe suggests.
Piper stops dead. "Wait a minute. Where is he?"
"Upstairs with Paige," I say.
"And the book," Leo adds.
"Alright, you to the Elf," Piper tells Leo. "You two keep an eye on our magical house guests. Herd them into the basement or something. I'm gonna go see what future boy is up to." Piper instructs us, walking towards the stairs. Phoebe goes to the conservatory.
"Piper, wait! You've done a lot. You need to relax. You stay down here, have a drink, take a load off. I'll go and check on future boy. Anyway, I've got a few questions of my own to ask him." I say, grabbing her shoulder and stopping her.
I feel her muscles relax a little with the suggestion. "Okay," she agrees.
I take a deep breath, put my cup down on the table and stick my hands into my jeans pockets, and then orb upstairs to the attic, wanting to scare him a little.
As I get there, I see Chris flipping through the Book of Shadows. "What are you doing?" I ask, as I take a proper look at him. He looked to be around 23/24-years-old-ish. He has a handsome face and quite a nice body to go with it too. He's wearing a red t-shirt, with a grey/green jacket over the top, and some plain jeans. He has striking green eyes, and messes dark brown hair. So, yeah, hot. Not that I'm looking or anything.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm trying to find a way to free stone-cold Paige over here," he replies, not looking up at me.
I walk towards him and tell him to "step away" from the book.
"Please, like I haven't looked in this before. By the way, you should get the sisters to update the goblins entry. It'll come in handy some day," he says, now looking at me.
"Goblins?" I ask, loosing track of the conversation.
"Yeah, trust me. It's going to get ugly. Look, obviously you don't trust me, but I touched the book, right? And the book thinks I'm good. Shouldn't you and the others?" He asks me, as he stops completely looking through the book.
"Well, maybe you found a way around that."
"Come on. I'm just trying to help." He whines. "By the way, how's your arm?"
"Its fine," I say, touching it lightly. "And, if that's true, why don't you tell me how to vanquish the Titans?" I ask him, wanting to believe him, but needing proof first.
"Except you can't vanquish them," Chris says, sighing.
I walk closer to him, "You mean not without the power of three."
"Maybe not even with that. The only way the Elders could stop them three thousand years ago was by infusing some mortals with a hell of a lot of power. Way more than the sisters have, and even more than you have." Chris explained.
"So they can do that again," I complain.
"Not after what happened last time. When the mortals trapped the Titans, the power went to their heads. They declared themselves gods and forced the world to worship them. The Elders swore they would never allow that to happen again."
"Hang on a second; I'm having a ninth grade flashback. You're talking about the Greek gods, Zeus, Athena, Aphrodite? They were mortals?" I ask, shocked.
"Only mythology left that part out. Not the only inaccuracy by the way." Chris said shrugging.
"But what did you mean, 'even more than you have'?" I ask.
"You're more than just a witch, and you're more than just a friend to the Power of Three. You taught them everything they know. You're so much more powerful than anyone gives you credit for," he says to me.
"Then what's a 'Lost Child'?"
"Not what. Who. And there's only one. Legend says the Lost Child was brought up to be a normal human, and then her heart breaks, and everything that she never thought was in her life, comes into it. Kind of like Pandora's Box, all the bad things came to her. It's just a myth. People say that she can bring the world crashing down on its knees, or can help raise it to good. That legend was set way before Elders, and Whitelighter, and Witches were ever around. It was set at the beginning of time. They say she'll be born in a world of mass destruction, and death. Not that I believe any of it." He says, shrugging it off.
"Oh," I say dumbly. That wasn't what I expected.
"But, if you get to ask some questions, so do I. How'd you know who I am?" He asks, turning to look me right in the eye.
"Oh, erm, I draw the future. It's one of my powers, not the more prominent one, but its there. I saw you coming. Not that I understood what you were doing here." I told him, shaking my head.
"What about Phoebe? How come she didn't see me?"
"My drawings show the absolute future. They can't be changed. If I had drew that Piper died today, Piper would die today. But if Phoebe saw that, there would be a 98% chance she could change it, only if the Elders agreed, though."
And, then, as he opened his mouth to ask more, Phoebe, a dwarf and Finnegan the Leprechaun walk in. "Phoebe, what are you doing? You're supposed to be..." I try to tell her, but she cuts me off.
"Oh, I know, I know. But I thought they could help us free Paige. After all, a leprechaun's luck has helped us before." Phoebe says, placing a hand on what was so obviously a dwarf's shoulder.
The dwarf huffed. "He's the leprechaun. I'm one of the seven dwarves. Try to keep it straight, will you?"
"Sorry," she mutters, as Finnegan the leprechaun walks over to the Paige statue, and Piper walks in.
"It's going to take a lot more than just me luck to free this one. We're going to need some pixie dust, too." Finnegan says, taking a long look at Paige.
"I'll get a fairy. Left my axe downstairs anyway." The dwarf says, before hobbling back out the door.
"Okay, so where are we?" Phoebe asks, as she and Piper walk over to us.
"Screwed, most probably." Piper says, crossing her arms.
"Possibly, one thing I'm still not clear about. If the Titans are roaming around, why are they killing Whitelighters?" I ask nobody in particular.
"Because they need their orbing powers," Chris answers simply.
"Their orbing powers? What on earth would they want to do with... oh my God. Leo!" Piper shouted, before running out of the attic and towards Leo.
I look at Phoebe as she asks "Wh-what'd I miss? What did she figure out?"
Chris sighed, "Nothing good."
A/N: There. You got Chris, and you got an extra long chapter. That was over 2,500 words. Happy?