All rights to the Halliwells and Charmed go to The Wb and Aaron Spelling.

This is a spin-off of his creation, of which we're all thankful for. Please

Do not plagiarize or anything. LOVE YA

Just Can't Get Enough by Black-Eyed Peas played through P3 and everyone was dancing and having a good time. Out back in the alley, Chris and Melinda hurried out of the door and Chris held it open while Wyatt hurried through the door holding an unconscious Drake. Each of them were scarred and had wounds all over. Drake was the worst and had scratches all over his face.

"What are we going to do?" Melinda asked.

"I don't know." Wyatt said, running his hand over Drake.

"Something tells me this is it." Chris frowned.

Suddenly, the door and four inches around it blew out of the wall! Dark Drake, Caleb, and Brian walked through the whole, which was big enough for all of them, and stood facing the Halliwells.

"Anybody shocked at how this turned out?" Dark Drake smirked.

"This ends now." Caleb frowned.

"Sure does." Melinda said angrily.

"The spell..." Drake coughed.

"No spells'll save you, cupcake." Dark Drake smirked, conjuring up a fire ball. He tossed it at Chris and it clipped his shoulder.

"Chris!" Drake shouted.

"Grab his hand." Wyatt commanded.

Just as they got to Chris, a fire ball came hurtling towards them! Drake threw my hand in the air and stopped the energy ball just before impact!

"Do it." Drake said angrily.

They grabbed hands and began chanting, "The Power of Three will set us free." And a stream of fire and energy sparked and fizzled just before reaching them. Drake swayed before falling to the ground. At the same time, Dark Drake wrapped his arms around himself and fell to the floor!

"That's not how it happens!" Dark Drake shouted, "This isn't how it's supposed to be!"

"I only show you what I see." His Seer, Cassandra, said.

"I know, skank, I saw it in your head." Dark Drake pouted.

"He has to die. He's imitating you." Caleb said in a trance.

"Don't worry shortcake, we'll get them. And their little doggy too." Dark Drake smirked.

"You're telling me you don't remember Kyle?" I asked.

"Yes, but what do you know about Kyle? He died a long time ago." Piper said.

No one remembered Kyle and what he was like. No one. They were all saying that he died before we were adolescents.

"Rennek? Who in the blue Hell is Rennek?!" I asked.

"Sweetie, maybe you're just a little out of it." Phoebe suggested.

"No! Stop saying that! I'm not out of anything." I frowned.

"Calm down, stress isn't good for the baby." Paige said calmly.

"What's this?" Phoebe asked, picking up my Granny's Book of Shadows.

"It's not the famed Halliwell Book of Shadows, but it's a pretty good guide." I said, "It's supposed to go with the oldest...but Granny must have seen this coming."

"She knew you were the better choice." Piper said, "The one that couldn't be affected."

"You can come up with that and you can't remember our whitelighter?" I asked.

"He was never your whitelighter." Paige frowned.

I shook my head, trying to awaken from this dream. I stood and waddled to my family's book, "Life lived and life unknown, I speak words added to an ancient tome, bring before me the arbiter of our fate." I said, causing a young blonde in all white to appear before me.

"What is your business?" The Man asked, "I am the Angel of Destiny."

"I know." I smiled, "Why do I remember Kyle being our whitelighter when everyone else doesn't?" I asked.

"Because your past has been changed." The Angel said.

"Changed?" Piper asked, "What do you mean?"

"Someone is changing the past."

"But Kyle died by the hands of Rennek!" Paige frowned, "It was during the time when Henry Jr. was born."

"It is your new past." The angel said.

"So, wait, the past was changed...wouldn't that be catastrophic?" Phoebe asked.

"So, before the change, Kyle was your whitelighter?" Paige asked, "He never became an Elder?"

"An...Elder?" I asked.

"The person changing your past knows the precise ways to change things. Very deliberate." He said.

"So, how do we stop him...or her?" I asked.

"You don't." Piper said, "Wyatt, Chris, and Melinda are the only ones with that kind of power."

"Besides you guys." I said.

"Hey. Why don't we do it." Paige asked.

"Us? Really?" Piper asked, "We're..."

"Don't say it." Phoebe said.

"But how do we stop him?" Piper asked.

"You will know him. I will help you." The Angel of Destiny said, "But you will not be able to return until this is dealt with."

"What if the kids need us?" Piper asked, "Or you need us. You could go into labor."

"I'll be fine." I smiled.

Piper nodded and stood by her sisters.

"Do they need a spell?" I asked.

"Hold hands." The angel said, causing them to interlock hands, "I will help." He said, waving his hands, causing a combination of orbs and light to shimmer over them as they disappeared.

Wyatt walked in, "Hey babe, who's this...and were my mom and aunts just here?" he asked.

"Yeah, they had some errands to run." I said, "Where you been hubby?"

"Errands." He smiled, "Is this an Angel of Destiny?"

"Hello Wyatt." The Angel smiled.

"What's going on?" Wyatt asked.

"I should be going." The Angel said, turning into a ball and disappearing.

"Drake." Wyatt said, waiting for an answer.

Suddenly, a vortex opened up and three Valkyries walked through. They stood, looking at us.

"Can we help you?" Wyatt asked testily.

"We search for Chris Halliwell." Freyja said.

"He doesn't live here." I said, "And he's not here."

"Why do you need my brother?" Wyatt asked.

"We seek him to punish him." Kara said.

"For what?" I asked.

"Murder." Mist said quickly.

-           

"Bt I didn't murder anyone." Chris frowned.

"Chris wouldn't do that." Bianca frowned.

"You like him. You sound like him..." Freyja frowned.

"But that was future-past me." Chris frowned.

"It wasn't him." I said quickly, "It was...but it wasn't."

"He must be held accountable for his crime." Kara sneered.

"Whatever the situation, Christopher Perry Halliwell killed a valkyrie." Freyja said.

"Years ago. Many years ago." Wyatt said.

"Leysa was our sister." Mist said meekly, "We cannot ignore her murder."

"We're not letting you do this." Wyatt frowned.

"He's right." I said, "Chris would never do something like that. Well, not now Chris."

"We are not asking." Freyja said grimly.

"Back off, lady." Bianca said, standing in front of Chris.

"I can't exactly fight." I frowned.

"Stand back, babe." Wyatt said, stepping in front of me.

"There will be no fighting." Mist said, "Just surrender."

"There will be no surrender, just fighting." Bianca frowned.

"We cannot fight the Charmed Ones." Freyja said, "Just know that you've made an enemy of us."

"But..." Chris said.

"Do not trespass against us." Kara said.

The portal opened and they disappeared through it.

"That's not good." I frowned.

"There's nothing we can do." Wyatt frowned.

"Looks like I wasn't quite the hero everyone made me out to be." Chris said desolately

I nudged his shoulder, "Buck up, Chris. At least you're not pregnant." I smiled.