Author's Note: Sorry everyone. I had to go an a long hiatus because finals were coming around, but summer is finally over which means more free time. I wasn't even supposed to touch my stories until after my finals were over, but I received a really interesting comment on my story from one of my favorite Fanfic authors that I needed to address in my story. I hope you don't feel like I blew you off Chantel Royal. I will send you a message so we could continue our conversation and I really appreciate everything you offered. I am trying to take some of your advice. Let me know if I'm doing it right lol. Anyway, regarding the question of where is our Prudence Halliwell character, I wrote this chapter in response. To be honest, I didn't give this whole Prue versus Paige stuff much thought before I began my story. Plus, with her dying in the show, I felt that it wouldn't be right to make any characters after her because then no one would read the book. In my opinion, who ever was supposed to be Prue would refuse because of her death. But enough of that for now. Enjoy the chapter. Trust me, I think you will be left guessing throughout the next couple chapters.

"What now?" The first demon who appeared to be an old man in a wheelchair struggled to speak as he gazed upon the gent in front of him with the peeling face. This man wore a straight lined mouth and pinched eyebrows as he thought aloud.

"I underestimated them." He spoke more to himself than to the two shriveling, nonthreatening demons before him.

"Clearly." The second demon who was barely capable of standing on his own stated. The man with the shedding face smirked at the witty demon.

"You have such a smart mouth." The man raised his hands and closed his fist making the demon feel ripping inside his body. "Why didn't you use those smarts on the Charmed Ones?" He suddenly barked. This seemed to frighten both demons as their eyes went wide. "Where was your genius then?"

"I-I'm sorry, f-father." The demon apologized. Lucifer let his hand drop to his side and the demon fell to his knees in relief.

"They have two." Lucifer seemed to regain his cool demeanor and paced back and forth carelessly. "Two out of four. They get the other two rings and I'm finished. What now you ask?" Lucifer looked up at Famine while War struggled to keep his lungs from coming up through his mouth. "Now, I continue with my plan. It's going to take much more effort but Pestilence and Death will be far better at their assignments than the two of you. I can guarantee that. It's not like they want to end up where you're going." As soon as the finality of his statement settled in and both horsemen opened their mouths in horror, Lucifer raised his hand and beamed a blinding angelic light at them. Their vessels instantly combusted and their souls were sent to one of the most agonizing and undesirable parts of Hell. Lucifer took his former seat and began to reorganize his strategy.

"How'd it go?" Dean asked as Kimberly, Dylan and I walked in through the backdoor entrance in the kitchen.

"Just your everyday Brute Demon vanquish." Dylan answered.

"Yeah? Then what's that?" Dean asked pointing to the cut on Kimberly's arm. She instinctively hid her bruise behind me and shrugged it off.

"Nothing." Kimberly answered before quickly making her way out of the kitchen. Dean's eyes trailed after her as if to stop her. Feeling the awkward tension building, I attempted to cool the air.

"It's nothing we didn't expect. After all the demon is an upper level demon."

"Therein lays the reason why Sammy and I wanted to come along?"

"Therein lays the reason why we told you guys to stay home." Dylan countered. "You have to stop thinking of us as people you're protecting. We have a job to do too you know."

"All we want to do is help."

"But you can't always help us. I'm sorry, but sometimes, all you do is get in the way." I said as gently as possibly. Dean scoffed and gave me a shove.

"Hey!" he protested although he gave us a smile as we chuckled at his expense.

"Look, all I'm saying is that we're the Charmed Ones. The power of three." I pressed. Dean rolled his eyes at me.

"Yeah, whatever. I'll remember that the next time there's a really big bug in the house."

"That's fine. As you already know, we're huge fans of bug spray." Dylan spoke, reminiscing on the time we practically poisoned the air with the stuff trying to kill one measly bee.

"She's avoiding me." Dean muttered, breaking the comfortable silence that we had fallen into. I cringed when I realized the turn this conversation was taking.

"Dean, where's Sam? I think I should let him know that his girlfriend is still alive." Dean raised a brow at my sad attempt at changing the subject.

"He went for a run."

"Damn him and his physical fitness." I whispered causing Dylan to chuckle.

"Dean, please spare us." Dylan begged. "This is getting awkward?"

"Getting?" I questioned, heavy on the sarcasm.

Kimberly sat on the edge of the tub as she bandaged her arm. Without any warning, white lights appeared before her.

"You're hurt." Cody said with concern clear in his voice.

"I didn't call to be healed." Kimberly tried to walk out of the bathroom but Cody blocked her path.

"You didn't have to. Let me help you."

"I don't want your help."

"I know you're mad at me-"

"Mad at you? You looked me in the eye and told me you had no faith in me. You told me you didn't trust me."

"I never said that. I said I don't trust him."

"What's the difference?" she barked loud enough for the entire house to hear. Heads shot up and stared at the ceiling from the kitchen.

"It's been two days Kim. Don't you think it's time to let me off the hook for Valentine's Day?" she laughed humorlessly.

"No. I don't think it's been enough time. The things you said to me are what allowed Famine to get to me. Do you realize that?"

"Yeah and the first thing you did was straddle Dean's lap as soon as you got infected." Cody said without thinking. As soon as the words left his lips, he wished he had the power to take them back. Shock and betrayal splashed across Kimberly's face. "Kim, I'm sorry." Kimberly pushed Cody out of the way. "Baby, I'm sorry."

"Get out of my way."

"No, we need to talk about this." Kimberly folded her arms and did a silent countdown in her head. When she reached to 1 and saw that he still hadn't moved, she flashed her hands and blew him up. Walking out of the bathroom, she was less than surprised to see him reappear in front of her, ready to scold her. Without flinching, she froze him and decided she needed air.

After skimming over the legend of the Warren line, Lucifer seemed to zone in on one important factor. A factor that was so important, the angels of heaven recruited one of the most dangerous demons ever created.

"Of course." He whispered to himself with a soft laugh. "Why didn't I realize this before?" He waved his hand and summoned the only demon he could entrust with such a huge task. It had been a while since Lucifer needed this demons sorcery. He smirked when the Devil's Sorcerer, otherwise known as Tempus, appeared in front of him. "Hello, old friend."

The three of us watched as Kimberly rushed out of the manor.

"Maybe someone should go check on her." Dean suggested. Dylan laid a hand on Dean's arm to stop him from rushing after her.

"I'll go." Dylan said firmly. Dylan hurried out of the house to catch up with Kimberly as Dean took his seat beside me with irritation plastered on his face.

"So what? I can't be her friend now?"

"Like being her friend is what you have in mind." I retorted. My eyes wandered down to the counter and I saw that Dylan forgot to grab her keys. Not that she really needed it. If all went well, Kimberly would open the door and if Kimberly refuses to return home with Dylan then I can open the door. I grabbed the key to put on the key hook when I got a flash.

Dylan was running after Kimberly who walked briskly across the street.

"Wait!" Dylan called to which Kimberly just rolled her eyes and continued walking.

"Go home Dylan!" Dylan ran into the street, still following her and didn't notice that the light had turned red. A loud horn startled Dylan, and the tires skidded from the driver desperately trying to stop the vehicle. The ruckus caused both Dylan and Kimberly to turn around and to their shared horror, a sedan was heading right for her.

"Dylan, watch out!" Kimberly screamed, but it was too late. Dylan's head slammed into the windshield, cracking it as the car slammed into her. She rolled off and fell to the ground with blood seeping from her head.

"Shar? Are you alright?" I tried to focus.

"No."

"What's wrong?"

"Dylan." I said distractedly as I took Dylan's keys and rushed out the door.

"Hey! Wait up." Dylan shouted as she tried to catch up to Kimberly. "Wait!" Kimberly rolled her eyes and kept it moving. She wasn't ready to talk about what happened with Cody just yet.

"Go home Dylan!" Dylan breathed out in frustration and ran after Kimberly. Kimberly had crossed the street so Dylan rushed across without looking. She didn't expect to hear me scream out her name.

"Dylan!" I shouted, sprinting towards her. "Get out of the road!" I cried. Dylan turned around to see who was calling her name but she still stood firm in the center of the road. As I came closer, I could see the car approaching the intersection so I pointed hoping that Dylan would orb out of the way, but she just stood there. The driver noticed Dylan and beeped his horn frantically for her to get out of the way, but she wouldn't budge. Kimberly spun around and saw the danger that her sister was in.

"Dylan, watch out!" Dylan's eyes widened in horror when she realized that she probably would not live to see another day. She stared at the oncoming car as if she was paralyzed. Finally, Dylan closed her eyes, accepting her fate. She cringed, trying to brace herself for the blow that was about to come, but she was surprised to find that the car hit her from another angle. She hit the floor and scraped her knee, but she could still feel her limbs.

"Dylan, are you insane!" I shouted with tears falling down my cheeks as I climbed off of her. The adrenaline from jumping in front of a speeding car and tackling my sister out of the way was still overwhelming. Kimberly was by our sides in a flash.

"Oh my God Dylan! Are you okay? Shar? Are you guys okay?" She couldn't stop talking, just like she couldn't stop her heart from racing. "You almost gave me a heart attack. Don't you ever do that to me again! You hear me?" Dylan wanted to answer our frantic calls but for the life of her, she couldn't. Her life had literally flashed before her eyes and she was still processing that she survived.

"Why didn't you orb? What if I didn't make it on time? What then Dylan? Why didn't you orb?" I then knew that these two girls were never allowed to die because let's face it. I'd be a bloody wreck! I couldn't be like Phoebe, holding it in so that Piper could breakdown. I could barely breathe at the moment!

"I couldn't orb." Dylan finally managed to mumble through our tight embrace.

"What?" Kimberly asked through her tears.

"Not that I didn't try. I just couldn't. I don't know why." Kimberly took a moment to focus her thoughts and then she realized something.

"Do you think someone's messing with us? Did we lose our powers somehow?"

"I don't think so. I mean, I had a premonition about Dylan just now so my power is intact." I answered.

"We need to get home now because if someone set us up, they will not live to talk about it." Kimberly said. We helped Dylan off the ground and she kept staring at us with fear in her eyes. Kimberly and I did not look happy. In fact, we looked like we were ready to shoot up the town.

"Guys, I'm fine by the way. That's the important part, right?" She said timidly, hoping to sooth our rage. We simply stared at her and walked home. "This is not going to end well." She whispered to herself and followed us home.

"Guys!" Kimberly called as we marched into the house.

"Go lay down." I ordered Dylan as Kimberly and I made our way up the stairs. The more we talked about what happened, the more Kimberly and I were certain that this wasn't an accident.

"Guys, what's going on?" Sam asked as he made his way out of the kitchen.

"Shh." Dylan shushed him. "There're a little coo coo for cocoa puffs right now." She warned. Sam nodded slowly.

"Sam, can you keep an eye on Dylan for us?" I asked.

"Sure."

"Keep an eye on me? Guys, I said I'm fine."

"You have no powers and you've already almost had a near death experience for the day." Kimberly pointed out. Dylan suppressed the urge to roll her eyes.

"Guys, I really don't think that a demon has something to do with the accident."

"Well, I do." I ignored her pleas for us to calm down. "My premonitions are usually about the supernatural. If you were meant to die in a car accident, then I wouldn't have gotten a vision that could change it. Plus, you just so happen to lose the powers that could save your life at that exact moment? Shit like that doesn't just happen."

Kimberly and I were upstairs for a while trying to find answers while Dylan filled Sam and Dean in on everything that happened. Soon, Dylan became restless and decided to check on us. She entered the attic to find us flipping through the pages of the book.

"I have a theory." Dylan said. She was instantly met with disapproving stares when we realized that she wasn't resting like we told her to do. "Our powers are emotion based right? So if I was temporarily paralyzed psychologically and emotionally, then maybe so were my powers." Kimberly and I gave that notion a moment's thought before shutting it down.

"Nah. We've been in life threatening situations before. Our powers have never let us down." I said.

"Yup. Besides, if you had some momentary breakdown your powers would be back by now and they're not. Some hotshot demon is up to something and we are going to capture it, torture it and vanquish it. End of story." Kimberly said as she continued to turn the pages of our sacred book in a rough manor.

"Maybe we should call Cody." I suggested. Kimberly slammed the book shut.

"No. If it wasn't for Cody, I wouldn't have been walking around Long Island and Dylan wouldn't almost have been road kill."

"Almost doesn't count." Dylan piped in.

"Okay, well, we need to know which demon has the power to take our powers away." I objected.

"Fine then. Cass!" Kimberly called. "I think angel trumps white lighter." I rolled my eyes as Castiel appeared before us.

"Are you aware of the sudden appearance of power in the underworld?" he asked without any human-like greeting attached. Kimberly raised an eyebrow.

"No… Dylan was almost killed today." Castiel turned to look at Dylan and did a quick scan.

"She appears to be fine. Is it internal?"

"Thanks for your heart wrenching concern Cass." Dylan spoke dryly.

"A demon took her powers." Kimberly said getting back to the point. This seemed to get a slightly larger reaction from Cass. Well, as large a reaction you can expect from Castiel anyway.

"We don't know that for sure." Dylan was and always will be stubborn to the core. Kimberly dismissed that statement and got back to business.

"Which demon could do that?" Kimberly asked.

"No demon can take away your powers unless you allow them to."

"Well, obviously, someone did." I pointed out bitterly. Castiel's brows drew closer together as he thought.

"Interesting."

"Cass, my sister almost died. I would hardly classify that as interesting." I said with disgust in my tone.

"It's just the timing. For this to happen when the Devil's Sorcerer has been summoned… it's all very interesting."

"The Devil's Sorcerer? Who the hell is that?"

"One of Lucifer's favorite creations and the demon responsible for the sudden power surge. See, originally, Lucifer thought that if he could turn back time, he could escape the confines of Hell."

"Could he?" Kimberly asked.

"Well, no. The demon could not affect time without God sensing his magic, but even though Lucifer couldn't use his creation to free himself, he still kept him around to travel through time and bring him information."

"What kind of demon has a freaking time machine?" Dylan asked. Castiel smirked. Proof that Dean has rubbed off on him profoundly.

"Actually, I believe you know him. He was portrayed, rather poorly, in Charmed."

"I don't remember Satan's Sorcerer being mentioned but I probably chose to block that out." I joked.

"His name is Tempus." Castiel corrected, wiping the smiles off of all of our faces.

"Tempus. Naturally." Kimberly sighed.

"Lucifer summoned him earlier today. All of heaven felt it."

"Is Tempus really that powerful?" Dylan asked.

"Yes." He stared at our faces and saw how defeated we looked. "The power of three can vanquish him." I smiled. That's good old Cass. Emotionally frigid but learning how to be human little by little.

"Why would Lucifer want to mess with time now anyway?" Dylan asked. "I mean, he's finally out."

"I went to the underworld to try and find that out, but after this latest event, I have a hunch. I'll be right back." Castiel popped out and before we could even complain, he popped back in with a big rolled up piece of paper in his hands.

"What's that?" Dylan asked.

"Your family tree."

"Get out!" I said in fascination. Castiel frowned at me and started walking towards the door, making Kimberly laughed.

"Cass, she means, no way! Or really!" Castiel stood in the doorway with a confused look on his face. "Cass, just give us the paper." She said with a sigh. Castiel walked over to the table and opened up the family tree.

"Who updates this?" I asked out of sheer curiosity.

"No one. It updates itself. Magically." The three of us nodded in understanding as we learned about where we came from. The first people we recognized were Catherine, Cadence and Charlotte Warren. They were sisters and we only knew about them because they were us in a past life. We could tell by the date of death which were all the same since God, himself, had to come down and smite them. Beneath them were they're daughters which they obviously had before their deaths. That's when the family tree came to people we knew personally. Our grandmothers.

"My grandmother never told me that she had a twin sister?" Dylan said. Castiel all but pushed her out of the way to see it.

"That's because up until today, her twin sister has been dead since 1959." Dylan frowned.

"But it says that she's still alive with her own line of kids."

"Exactly. Why did Lucifer go back and change it?" Castiel asked rhetorically. "He went back to save the fourth sister." Eyebrows shot up to the roof.

"What?" I asked. "I thought there was no fourth sister."

"There wasn't, at least not until Lucifer had Tempus go back in time and save her."

"I don't understand. Why?" Dylan asked breathlessly.

"Because the first born child was prophesized to be drawn to evil." Castiel said, once again shocking us beyond belief.

"I'm the first born." Kimberly said defensively.

"Only because Heaven willed it so. When God came to earth and struck the sisters, he was originally going to strike down their daughters as well, but a prophet had foreseen a great power, that if brought up in purity, would result in the greatest power of good the world has ever seen." Castiel explained. "In the twenties, when your past lives turned evil, it was the eldest, Cadence, that was swayed to darkness. She was the one to influence her younger sisters. Kimberly, you may not have noticed it yet, but the eldest sibling takes on the most responsibility and has a stronger influence."

"That still doesn't really explain why Caitlyn Warren's death was so crucial." I pointed out. Castiel pointed at her name on the family tree and dragged his finger along the names she's connected to.

"Her mother gave into evil without a fight. Both the Warren twins were under close scrutiny. Dylan, your grandmother didn't want anything to do with magic. Besides, protecting her family, she only wanted a normal life. There was no reason to fear her reproduction. But Caitlyn was different. Solitary, guarded and quick-tempered. When she conceived a child, we had to put a stop to it. The angels of heaven turned to a demon and made him do their bidding." Our mouths dropped.

"Wait. So you mean to tell me that you guys decided to kill my pregnant grandaunt for the greater good?" Dylan asked in revulsion. Castiel nodded solemnly. "Dean and Sam have told me this about a hundred times now, but now I really get how big an asshole angels can be."

"Okay, so how does all of this take away Dylan's powers?" Kimberly asked, trying to keep Dylan focussed on the business aspect and not on her emotions.

"Prophecy stated that only one child from Catherine's line, which is Kimberly's line, one child from Cadence's line, which is Dylan's line and one child from Charlotte's line which is your line, would form the power of three. Originally, Dylan's line only came down to her, but if you look at the family tree you'll see that Caitlyn Warren gave birth to Clare Parker and Clare Parker gave birth to Cadence J. Park. Cadence is older than all of you, which would make her the new eldest Charmed One." Dylan took a seat, suddenly feeling woozy.

"Are you kidding me? So this chick is walking around with Dylan's powers?" I bellowed.

"Not exactly. If prophecy is correct, this sister will have telekinesis." Castiel responded.

"Like Prue." Kimberly whispered in shock.

"The bitch does know that Prue dies right?" I said in fury.

"That's not the point Shar." Kimberly spoke.

"Then what the hell is the point?"

"Lucifer doesn't want the Charmed Ones dead, but he does want you out of his way. The best way to do that is to turn you evil."

"And what? He thinks killing our sister and sending us some random bitch is going to work?" Kimberly asked in disbelief.

"Possibly. See, Lucifer doesn't have the ability to take away your powers, but he does have the ability to ground you if you attempt to orb." Cass said to Dylan.

"So he's watching us." Kimberly stated. We all looked around feeling suddenly naked.

"He has the ability to do that too. And if I'm right, he used Tempus' ability to manipulate time and create a forth sister, raised in darkness to turn the two of you evil."

"Well, it wont work. We would never accept her." I protested.

"She doesn't need your permission. All she needs is to read the spell while the three of you are together, while Dylan is dead." There was a moment of silence. You have to hand it to Lucifer. That's some plan. Tempus in the past. Cadence in the future. Lucifer blocking our powers. We're screwed for a lack of a better term.

"Then how do we stop them?" I asked.

"Go back in time." Castiel said.

"Time travel? Seriously?" I protested.

"Yes. I am serious."

"Shar, we can't fight her here." Kimberly said, understanding Castiel's tactic.

"Why not?"

"Because technically, she's our sister."

"So, if we kill her, then the power of three will be reconstituted with Dylan!"

"Only if we kill her before she kills Dylan. Do you really want to take that chance?" I bit my lip, trying to think of a comeback, but for once, I was knocked off my toes. This whole situation had my mind blown.

"How would we even get back there?" Dylan asked.

"You wouldn't. You don't have any powers." Kimberly said.

"You need the power of three to kill Tempus!" Dylan protested.

"Killing Tempus is not the mission at hand. Killing Caitlyn Warren is." Castiel stated, once again shocking us beyond repair. Our eyes bulged out at him.

"What?" I asked just for clarity.

"Cass, you want us to go back in time and kill our own family member?" Kimberly asked, equally stunned.

"Either she dies or Dylan does. This is for the greater good."

"Can't we just bind her magic instead?" Kimberly begged.

"Kimberly, her line is not supposed to exist! In letting her live, Lucifer has made you all more vulnerable to evil than ever before. This is why it's forbidden to rewrite time." We sat in silence, pondering this new task. After a long moment I sighed in defeat.

"So, which one of us goes back?" I asked.

"One of you? Shar, what the hell are you talking about?" asked Dylan.

"If we both go, you'll be unprotected." Kimberly said, agreeing with me.

"No I won't. I have Dean and Sam." I laughed.

"Cadence may have powers Dylan.

"I have Cass."

"Nope, because Cass is coming with. He's our cosmic taxi." Castiel glared at me but didn't refuse.

"In that case, Kimberly should stay here." Castiel interjected. "You're going to need the fire power and I'll be able to protect Sharnel. Tempus probably went back to vanquish the demon who kills Caitlyn, so we will have to trick Tempus into thinking that the demon is dead so that he will come back to the present time. That way, once we return, the three of you will be able to vanquish him."

"Wait, what?" I whined to no avail. "Rock, paper, scissors you guys!"

So, there you have it. At least in this story, there is no Prue, because she would only lead to evil. Now that's not to say that I don't like Prue. I loved her character on the show, but every story needs a twist right? I was going to tell you in this chapter what demon killed Caitlyn in the past but I've changed my mind. You'll all just have to wait and see, but I promise, you wont have to wait more than a week this time. Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Review and let me know what you think! Any ideas?