Mel's POV

When we finally landed I recognized the manor, but this wouldn't be the manor I knew. Next a 30 year old looking man with spiked blonde hair entered from the kitchen. "Daddy daddy!" a little girl cried running into the room with a smile. This girl had golden blonde hair and blue eyes, she looked about 5. "Hi honey, hey where's your aunt Melinda?" the man asked. The girl pointed to the kitchen when a tan woman with curly brown hair walked out. "Now listen Wy. You need to be back by 5 so I can go open the cluuuuu-b?" the woman said with more of a questioning tone as she noticed us. "Why'd you say cluuuu-b?" Wy asked. She turned toward him playfully scowling before she turned him toward us. His mouth made the shape of an "O". "So, just to be clear I can take off work right?" Wy asked as he fake whispered to Melinda. "No der Sherlock." She said scowling at him. "Hi this must be pretty confusing huh? Well Mel I am you in the future. Surprise!" Melinda said to me. I stared at her in awe. Have we gone even farther into the future? "Yes you have." Melinda said, as if reading my mind. Wait do I become a mind reader? "Yes you do." Melinda answered my thoughts. Cool.

"Listen we don't have much time to explain this." Wyatt(d) started. The d is to tell which person is which. So it will be used for people who are not from the time period of the main ones. "The portals gonna come back but, basically, this is one of many possible futures you could have. It depends how you play your cards. I could see the portal opening up again and the wind picked up. I could barely hear them over the wind. "You're going to......different dimensions......do......right thing!!!!!!!!!!!!" Melinda yelled as we got sucked back into the vortex, well at least that's all I could hear her say. I shut my eyes tight.

When I opened my eyes again I was on the hard floor. "Hey Phoebe! Have you seen my jacket?" a woman asked from another room. I pulled my brothers off the ground and ran into the bathroom of the manor, it looked older fashioned. "Uh you mean the burghandy one you let me borrow?" Phoebe called, closer than the other woman. Man this house sure can carry sound. "Mel where are-" I cut Wyatt off as I tried to listen to the conversation. He got the memo and came to listen to the conversation with me. "Phoebe!"

"I'm sorry okay but I just thought it looked good with my outfit," typical Phoebe, "What do you think? Does this look say, give me a job?" Phoebe asked.

"It says, you better not ruin my jacket or you'll have more things to worry about than a job." The same woman said.

"I understand. Hey do you think Piper would give me a ride?" Phoebe asked. Why does she need a ride? She does have her own car.

"No she already left for work, but I'll drive you there." The woman said. "Let's go." I heard the door shut. I turned around and Chris was sitting up. "You okay?" he asked me. I nodded yes. Then I opened the door. "What are you doing?" Wyatt asked in a hushed tone. "Everybody's out of the house so I'm gonna see what time we're in. If you ladies are too scared then you can stay here." I said in a hushed tone that was pretty loud. They followed my lead through the manor. All of the rooms seemed different. Older. We made it down the staircase when the door opened again and Phoebe walked in, "One second Prue I've just got to grab my-" she screamed when she saw us. "LEO!!!" she screamed. "PRUE!!!!!" she tried again. Prue ran in at the same time Leo orbed. This woman, Prue, sent an athame headed straight for my stomache. I froze it in midair. "How did she do that?" Prue questioned Leo. "C'mon Mel let's go." Chris said pulling on my wrist, but I couldn't. I couldn't move. "Mel come on." Wyatt said, Prue was approaching us. "Can't move." I said through gritted teeth with much effort. Prue and Phoebe, both here now, reached us within seconds. Prue held out her hand, she must be the one doing this to me. "Who are you?" Prue questioned Wyatt. Wyatt backed away, he must know what's going on. "Please let my sister go." Chris said cautiously. Phoebe looked back and forth between Prue and Chris. "Prue maybe we should..."

"Phoebe if they're not willing to answer the question then how are we even to know whether or not it's a trap?" Prue questioned, that brought Phoebe to her side. "Now I'm going to ask you one more time. Who are you?!" she said forcefully, I'd probably answer if I wasn't fighting to breathe at the moment. Chris and Wyatt didn't answer. Prue pulled her hand into a fist and I felt my throat close up. "We're from the future." Chris said quickly. "What?" Phoebe asked. Wyatt nodded in response looking over at me. Leo looked at us and back at Prue, "Prue put your hands down, they're telling the truth." He said. Prue gave him a pointed look, "How do you know?" she asked him. He looked back at us, "Because if they were demons they would have tried something by now. And they care about her, sister or not." Leo said. I felt my throat open up and I gasped for air. The athame unfroze and went flying toward the wall. We all screamed in shock. "Sorry. Still trying to get that part down." I mumbled.

"How are you able to freeze things? Only Piper can do that." Prue asked. I looked over at my brothers and we came to a silent agreement, tell them who we are but not why we're here, Dad would take care of that second part for us. And we all knew not to reveal too much information on the future. "I got it from my mom. Or as you call her, Piper." I said. The trio looked astonished and then Piper walked through the open door, "Hey why's the door op- who are they?" Piper asked. She looked much younger, she had bangs, and she seemed less confident. "Apparently your children from the future." Prue responded. Piper looked astonished, "Who's your father?" was the question she ended up asking. "Confidential information." Chris replied. Then, unfortunately, the portal opened again! We were sucked in, but, just before, I saw 3 men in white suits. Who are they?

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Wow guys I am late but I tried making it long. Any ideas for upcoming chapters cause I've been having writers block, and lots of work, and writing different stories as well. Thanks.

-Krys