A/N:The warnings here aren't too sepcific so here is what I had just in case, some of these might not happen till later in the story: Minor Character Death, Violence, References to Abuse, OOC 2): So I won't get sued or anything the charecter's from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Charmed aren't mine. They belong to: Constance M. Burge, Brad Kern, Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy,and the WB. Lyrics that show up belong to their respective owners. Also various charecter's from each show will be coming and going. So for now lets just say there is a little bit of everybody thrown in their. The main pairing here are Brian and Justin so never fear.
Hope dangles on a string Like slow spinning redemption Winding in winding out The shine of it has caught my eye An roped me in so Mesmerizing and so Hypnotizing I am Captivated Dashboard Confessional Vindicated Faith Once upon a time there was an imaginary line drawn on the universe that basically said 'this side evil, this side good'. On occasion the balance was tipped one way and whatever side was left vulnerable would get thrown a bone, things would be normal again or what passed for normal for a while anyway. Than some messed up punk decided that this wasn't gonna be the way any more. Sucks I know I was there when it happened. He made a big deal about things being too boring and wanting to shake it up a bit... ok a lot. Thing is they're always watching. By they I mean the PTB...*Pause's* Powers that be? Don't tell me you never heard of them, come on you weren't paying attention during Angel and Buffy time? Well let me give you the 411, the PTB watch over everything, I mean every little shit that anyone anywhere on earth does. Keeping things in balance. Occasionally they use some sucker with the power to see things that others can't as a link from them to us. Now here is where those magic dudes come in, there known around the magical community as the Elders. A group of higher powers that are just below the PTB's… sort of the PTB's link to the magic things on Earth. Anyways I’m getting off my line of sight here, so any way every once in a while a baddy comes around to shake things up and when this happens the PTB’s send in a new player to the field. Check it out. Earth 1973 A small bundle wrapped in blue is cradled in the arms of a fair-haired young man with almost sad blue eyes. “Are you sure this is a good idea?” he asked the older man who is dressed in a white robe, gray eyes that were wise stared off into the darkness of the neighborhood. “His father isn’t ready to know the truth yet, this is the only other option.” The younger man doesn’t look convinced. “At least this way he will be close to others of his kind.” the older of the two looks at the neighboring house where we can see a young dark haired woman as she moves about the kitchen. “Prue honey please don’t smash your dinner like that sweetie.” The dark haired young woman is talking to the toddler who is currently strapped to an old fashion high chair. Brown locks decorated in what seems to be green gunk. “Leo do not worry he will be cared for, and once his powers begin to manifest Patricia will be here for the young boy as well as her own.” “I don’t know Gideon, what if these people aren’t what we think?” “Leo it isn’t our place to decide, this is where he is supposed to be.” Leo looks down at the small baby boy in his arms hoping that his mentor is right. Placing the boy in the baby seat carefully he hesitates before stepping back that is when the boys eyes slowly open, although he was no more than ten months old his obviously Hazel eyes takes Leo in. They are so full of love and trust that he almost balks on the whole thing, but one look at his mentor tells him different. Leo knocks on the door twice before smiling at the boy and orbing out. The door opened up and a little girl with brownish blonde hair looks around her green eyes spy's the little boy before screaming for her mother whom then comes running down the stair’. "For goodness sake Cyanne do you want to call in the whole neighborhood?" "Look Mamma a baby!" little Cyanne who is no more than 5 years old squeals with joy as the baby looks up at her. "Can we keep him Mamma? Can we, can we?" Jenna Kinney took one look into the hazel eyes that peered up at her; she scooped him up into her arms. "Where did you come from little one?" As if answering her he looks up into the sky, it almost seems as if he is searching for something or someone. "Cyanne did you see who placed him here?" "No mamma... maybe god did it?" The two walked back into the house, Jenna placed the baby boy on the counter near the sink removing the blue blanket, he was wearing a black sleeper with a small hood, and the lining was blood red silk. There was embroidery sewn on the sleeve of the sleeper. Jenna couldn't determine where she had seen the symbol before if she had at all recognized it the woman would probably never taken the child in. "What's your name sweet heart?" "Brian." The little girl answered almost immediately. "Cyanne?" Jenna questioned her only daughter. The small fair-haired child smiles as she points at the pretty letters entwined in the red silk. 'Bryon' "Brian," Jenna says as if testing the name out, the baby boy looks up at her with trusting Hazel eyes. "Brian it is than, well Brian I guess you'll be staying with us than." "Yeah!" the little girl jumps up and down by her mother’s side. "Cyanne calm down, this is just until we find his parents." "But what if he doesn't have any parents? What if he was left here for us?" Cyanne pleads with her mother. Little Brian as he was now dubbed looked up at Jenna, his hazel eyes seem to transform from the happy hazel green to a lighter color with flicks of brown in them. If you hadn't been paying attention one would have caught it. Jenna could only see the pleading eyes in the boy. "How would you feel being a Kinney?" A broad smile had spread across the boys face; eyes flickered with a bit of Gold. Faith Don't let that cuteness full you for a sec; he might not be much now but just wait till he gets older. For now lets look at the other one... what? Oh you really thought they'd only send one? You must be trippin'. Earth 1983 ”You’ve got yourself a healthy baby boy Mrs. Taylor.” The nurse says as she hands over the small bundle. “He’s been perfectly content to just lay around.” The nurse smiles down at the blue eyed baby who is now looking around wondering why he had been taken from the comforts of his pram. It was another pretty room with different colors to take in. The young woman with a shock of blonde hair smiles down at her little boy. “Aunt Jen can I see him now?” the small voice belonged to a boy with light brown hair and eyes of china blue. “Come in sweetie.” She cradles her new baby boy smiling down at her nephew who had walked into the room. He carefully climbs up onto the bed arranging himself beside his aunt getting in a good view of his new baby cousin. “He’s kinda small.” Laughter bubbles up in Jennifer’s throat. “Well he was just born a little while ago.” He scrunches up his nose peering down at the small thing. “What’s his name?” “How ‘bout you help me give him a name.” “What for?” he didn’t understand why she hadn’t named him already. He had a good name picked out for his baby cousin but didn’t wanna say it out loud just yet. “Well I helped in giving your name when you were born, so why don’t you help me out?” she smiled nudging him a bit, knowing that her nephew had a name picked out already. It was part of Jason’s gift one that Jennifer hoped would blossom into what would soon become his greatest power. She never could understand why his mother didn’t want him to know about his being a witch. “I liked the name Justin…” he says a bit hesitant. Jennifer looks from her nephew to the boy in her arms. “Are you a Justin little one?” The ocean blue eyes peered up at his mother flexing his little fingers. “I think that’s a yes.” “Cool.” The child by her side says with a grin on his face. Jennifer shifts a bit placing her free arm around him, holding them both close. “Is he a Dean like me or a Taylor?” “Jason Dean meet Justin Mathew Taylor.” “Hi Justin, I’m your big cousin. I’m gonna teach you all sort’s a things.” Jason’s china blue eyes sparkled with electricity. The small bundle gurgled as he watched with fascination his big cousin was gonna be a lot of fun. Faith Now here’s where things get a little hazy, you might wanna stick around for awhile.