chris pov

So Wyatt doesn't want to stop evil magic from attacking our sisters in Ipswich? Fine. That's cool. Right?...WRONG!!! But it's no big deal. Not like he's the only blessed magical being in this world. Only problem is, the only magic strong enough to track down other magic right to the source is..well a bearer of evil magic. So that's pretty much why im stood in the under world surrounded by banshees showing me their new razor sharp teeth. Nice dental job though, very shiney. At the front of them stands that stupid mind reading oracle. Pisses me off with her, 'I see grave danger in your future' well no shit lady, I'm a charmed ones son and brother to the twice blessed child. You think my life is going to be a walk through the lollypop guild?!

"so you want to track down this...magical energy. I see that your sisters, as you call them, are in no immediate danger though" she says as her eyes glaze over white.

"yes well you are an evil oracle. you guys tend to lie.....alot" she turns her gaze to me before her eyes travel to a spot just over my shoulder.

"if those are your thoughts, Christopher, then why seek me out for my assistance?" god damn it. can no one just do as they are asked these days? what is with the questions? all of a sudden everyone wants some mental growth, to know what's going on, making sure it's not illegal, blah blah blah.

"look, you going to track this down for me or not? I haven't got all day you know. But then again, you would know that, wouldn't you? I mean, being able to see the future and all"

"I shall grant you this favour. But what do I get in return?" I pause and think about this for a second. What can I give her in return? Would offering her some sunglasses to shade those funky eyes of hers be too offensive? Seriously, what do you get the woman who can SEE THE FUTURE?!

"I don't know, why don't you tell me what I get you in the future?" She glares at me but a faint smile starts to stretch across her face.

"well this is certainly interesting" oh yay. that sounds good, right? "fine. then it is a deal. I believe you have already met those who posess the power that you seek to find"

"what? but I haven't met anyone in Ipswich"

"oh but you have. four young gentle men, I believe. Not evil. One a little misguided..." ten bucks says she says the blonde guy. "...a mr. garwin?" ten bucks it is. "They pose no threat to your family"

You have got to be kidding me.

"You sure? Because i could feel some dark energy around there. There has to be something you're missing. Check again"

"I have no need to check again, Halliwell. I am always right. Those four boys pose no threat to you or your family. I can assure you of that"

So I came all the way down to the under world, got my ear drums blown up by screech and kill barbie banshees and basically got kicked in the nuts? No evil? No evil my ass...I don't care what white eyes says, those guys are no good.

"But there is a fifth boy...."

And there it is! I knew it! There's always got to be some kind of evil. Have these people never heard of vacations?