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A/N: Sequel to Through Time

Warning: rated R, dark and emotional

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From the Ashes

Chapter 1:

The Elder's youngest son was sleeping on the sofa. She could hear the Twice Blessed in the kitchen with his mother. They were talking quietly but harshly to one another. Their target however was unaware with his arm hanging from the sofa and his hand slightly touching the wooden floor.

She remained still waiting for her cousin's signal. She saw a red car pass on the street through the window and as soon as the car was out of her view she knew it was her time to act. She gripped her athame and sneaked out of the coat closet. With stealth that had been engraved in her since birth she was right next to the Elder-Witch. She raised her weapon to indulge him with her Phoenix wrath but at that time her target opened his eyes and rolled out of the way.

His quick movements didn't stop him from crashing against the center piece and alerting the Twice Blessed and the Oldest Charmed sister.

She inwardly cursed and launched herself to her target. He was quick and moved once again out of her way. She rotated her legs and hit him but he had grounded himself and had put his forearms to protect his face. Her target was close enough for her to start stealing his powers and as she started reaching out to him he quickly moved away from her by throwing himself backwards using telekinesis with his hands. Before she could shimmer away she felt a force field imprisoned her on that spot.

The magic of the Twice Blessed felt like electricity on her skin prickling it with random sharp pains.

"If you're here," her target said looking at her as she quickly scanned the room. "Then that means Marko is here too."

Her eyes stopped looking around for a second.

"How do you know Marko?" she asked suspiciously and terrified at the same time.

"Who sent you?" her target asked.

She really looked at him for the first time. His eyes were looking at her funny. She didn't like how it made her feel. It was as though he knew her but she had never met him before.

"My brother asked you a question." The Twice Blessed warned.

"How do you know Marko?" she asked again urging for the answer she and the rest of her covenant needed once she reported back.

"I'll answer you if you answer my question." Her target witted folding his arms over his chest looking completely comfortable knowing that she had no choice but to agree with him.

It bothered her. He was cocky and she hated cocky people because they usually were reckless.

"I have your word?" she asked already knowing her answer but she knew one couldn't be too trustful.

"You have my word." The chestnut young man said with a little smile on his face making him look sincere instead of that cocky personality he had just displayed.

"Chris!" The oldest Charmed sister frowned.

She looked suspiciously at the Twice Blessed and their mother. She wondered if he would truly tell her the truth.

"You have my word." Chris said again ignoring his mother and the look his older brother gave him.

"The Lords of Balaur," she answered after a pause of intense silence.

The mother and her oldest son looked confused whereas Chris looked stunned for couple of seconds before he regained his composure.

"I knew your cousin in another lifetime similar to this one." The green eye said, "We were companions at one point. He does not know me in this lifetime so there is no treachery done in his part regarding the covenant."

She continued to stare at him. There were so many questions that now arose in her head and for a second she wondered to just trade information so that she could report back to the council.

"I don't think so Bianca." Chris said shaking his head letting his arms loose on his sides now.

"How do you know my name?" She managed to ask feeling even more uncomfortable under his knowing gaze on her.

"That doesn't matter," he said nonchalantly.

She felt Marko shimmer into the room even before he materialized and to her surprise Chris was ready for him.

He moved out of Marko's throwing dart range before the small knives made contact with him. She tried breaking away from her hold but it only caused pain surge all over her body. She screamed involuntary making Marko even more aggressive. The oldest Charmed sister flicked her hands but she missed Marko as he dodged to his left before he was attacked on the right by the Twiced Blessed. He made several turns in the air before he landed on his feet using his arms to balance himself out. Blood dripped from his face but his eyes were fierce.

"Stop!" Chris yelled before Marko or the other two made another movement.

Everyone turned to Chris weary as he raised his hands to both groups showing them that he was harmless. To Bianca he looked more like a lion disguising himself in a sheep's outfit.

"I propose a truce." He said out loud before Marko inched to his hidden knife hiding beneath his sleeve.

"Witches don't make truces." Marko snarled.

"Fine," Chris said, "a bargain."

"Just what are you willing to offer?" Marko asked as his index finger twitched slightly.

Bianca knew that Marko was losing interest and as she watched Chris closely she guessed that he knew that too.

"A future pass." Chris suggested drawing a question mark from everyone in the room.

"What do you mean?" The Twice Blessed asked before Marko could utter the same question.

"That we are indebted with each other." Chris said, "Bare with me. Just imagine, there you are in a tight situation and if we ever need information or help we can go to each other and by our word we have to give it to them. Of course this also works vice versa."

"So you are telling me that if you let us go," Marko begun, "then one day you can come to me and ask whatever fancies you and I have to agree with it."

"Yes." Chris nodded.

"You're insane." The Twice Blessed narrowed his eyes. "We have the upper hand here."

"Maybe over Bianca," Chris shook his head, "not with him. But I doubt he would leave his cousin to die."

Marko narrowed his eyes.

"We can do him in first and then get rid of her." The Twice Blessed said.

"Piper," Chris pleaded with his features softening looking at the woman that was his mother.

A conversation went between them with their eyes and she nodded at him before looking away. Her features were pale and she had dark circles under her eyes. Her brown eyes were swollen like her cheeks and she looked like she had been crying. Bianca wondered what was going on.

"What do you say?" she asked Marko directly, "do you agree with this pact?"

Marko looked between the oldest Charmed sister and the young man that had been their target for a long moment while the Twice Blessed looked stunned at his mother.

"Yes," Marko finally said and for a moment there Bianca let go of the breath she hadn't known she had been holding. She was going to live another day and for the first time in her life she felt relieved.

"Wyatt let her go." The Charmed one said to her son, "Please son."

The Twice Blessed looked between his mother and his brother. She swore she saw distrust and disgust in the look he gave his brother and betrayal mixed with annoyance from his mother.

"I expect an explanation," he said and there was something about his dominant voice that told Bianca that he was not a witch to be crossed with either.

"I promise you one," Chris said before his mother spoke.

The Twice Blessed looked at him lowering his stance as Marko and the Charmed one did too.

The force field that had encaged her disintegrated taking away the static electricity with it. She cautiously walked to her cousin's side. She felt his green eyes on her and she fought the urge to carve his eyes out to make him stop.

"Bianca," Chris called out as they were shimmering away, "from the ashes."

Before she could ask him anything else the scenery of the Halliwell manor disappeared from her view along with his strange green eyes.

TBC

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