Future History
NOTE: This story doesn't reflect the history i intend for the story of this site and was written before this site and if expanded on would be changed to fit
Leo wasn’t around much when we were growing up. He really only came around if there was an emergency or for birthdays and holidays. Wyatt despised him, thought he has deserted his family. So he enlisted a group of darklighters to kill him. He knew Leo would come for Chris’ 14th birthday and that we would all be caught of guard. He also knew he was the only one with healing powers, so he planned for the darklighters to shoot Leo and he would be gone from our lives. But Leo never showed, he had Elder business to deal with. The darklighters however did show and seeing as Leo wasn’t there, they decided that they couldn’t pass up this opportunity to kill the Charmed Ones and their less desirable offspring. There were three of them and we were so unprepared. The first one shot Aunt Paige. The second one Chris and the third one was about to shoot me but Piper, my mother, stepped between us and he grabbed her and with the touch of death, she burned and died instantly. It was then that Wyatt killed the three darklighters, he healed Chris but by the time he got to Aunt Paige she was gone. It was a tragic loss but none of us thought Wyatt was behind it, the thought never even entered our mines. We were sad but life went on. Grandpa became our legal guardian. Uncle Henry took Peyton, Parker and Henry Jr. and moved back east. He had family out there and I guess he wanted to get as far away from all this ugliness as he could. For three years life dragged as normal, well as normal as it could be, but then Grandpa got sick and he died of lung Cancer not long after my 15th birthday. Aunt Phoebe and Uncle Coop were supposed to become Chris and my legal guardians but Wyatt felt that he should have custody over us. He was turning, and he wanted us to join him. He knew how powerful we were together and he saw that Aunt Phoebe and Uncle Coop stood in the way of that power, so he killed them. Fearing for their lives, Prue took Patricia and Penelope and fled. I don’t know where they went, somewhere along the way the met up with Peyton, Parker, and Henry Jr. Uncle Henry was dead, being a mere mortal he was easily terminated by Wyatt’s demon’s but my cousins were able to get away. Wyatt spent almost a year trying to track them all down, but after coming up with nothing he eventually gave up figuring they were little threat to him. Meanwhile Chris and I were trapped, Wyatt rarely let us go anywhere and insisted what he was doing was for the best and that we shouldn’t fight him but join him. When Chris turned 18 he insisted that he be allowed to leave, Wyatt no longer had legal custody over him. Wyatt took him down to the underworld and I didn’t see him for over three months. I knew what was going on but I would dare say it, I just begged Wyatt to let him go. Finally Chris came back, but he wasn’t Chris anymore, he was different, changed. He no longer questioned Wyatt. Instead he followed him. When I turned 18 I didn’t ask for my freedom, instead I vowed that I would stop my brother even if it meant killing him. I pretended to abide by my brothers rein but at the same time I put an army together to overthrow him. I tracked down my cousins. They had been in hiding for years, never staying in one place for more than a week or two. I enlisted their help and together we began to build the resistance. Three weeks before my 19th birthday Wyatt informed me that he was planning on marrying me off to Matthew Jenkins, the son of Christy Jenkins and an upper level demon the triad had placed her with. He is vile and cruel and the thought of being betrothed to him sickened me. I knew it was time to act, but my emotions got the better of me and I led the resistance in to battle before they were ready for my own personal gain. Wyatt and his forces crushed us. Many were killed, including Penelope. She wasn’t even fighting, Wyatt sent some of his demons to attack our hideout and they stabbed her. I could see this was a lost cause so I turned myself in, so that everyone still remaining could get away. Wyatt brought me to the place he had taken Chris 3 years earlier. For six month I was locked in that room.