Hopefully this will cure my block. New story that I've been thinking of, Charmed and Supernatural crossover and I've always wondered why this wasn't done before. The pairing will probably be Chris X Dean simply because I'm loving the idea of it.

Chris sighed heavily

He seemed to be doing that more often lately.

There was only so many times that one could be thrown against a wall and still find the thrill of demon hunting to be fulfilling. This was the third Kazi nest that he and his brother, "The Twice Blessed Golden Child," Wyatt had found and everything was becoming ridiculously easy.

Kazi demons are connected, killing one would cripple the king for a certain amount of time which made finding him ten times easier while he's screaming in pain.

Chris honestly wondered how the species hadn't gone extinct yet having such a crucial flaw.

It's not like they hadn't tried for better game, it actually took them a few days to find this nest and only they only found it by tracking an underling who got sloppy. Demonic activity had been brought to an all time low with one or two cases a month. Even their mother and aunts, the original Charmed ones, say that this is extremely unusual demon activity.

Chris speculated it was because of so many factors against evil that the scales were finally tipping in their favor. Most of the upper level demons had been vanquished, the tried were permanently extinguished and due to their father there could be no new source.

The witch sent a kazi minion hurtling toward a wall with a lit torch watching it explode in agony.

Who knows, maybe they we might actually get the chance to lead a normal life, Chris thought to himself quite bitterly, he was born in magic and what was magic without someone to use it against?

He heard what sounded like blasts hitting the wall and followed the noise, he came upon Wyatt behind cover avoiding fireballs from the king. He gave a small scoff before freezing the king, "Stop playing around and hurry up, would you?"

The older brother rolled his eyes at his younger sibling and grinned, "Oh come on Chris, let me have my fun, I got midterms coming up soon, need to relieve some stress."

Chris quirked an eyebrow and returned his grin, "There's more than one way to relieve stress, oh brother mine," His tone was more sultry than what Wyatt was suggesting

"Please I can do that anytime, haven't had a good demon hunt in weeks."

"You're just procrastinating from studying, and before you ask no I am not going to help you study."

Wyatt looked ready to plead, "Come on Chris, you have the best study methods and you know how much I suck at math!"

Chris had a hand out ready to destroy the Kazi king when he unfroze, "Last time I tried to help you, you ditched me for some sorority fling,"

Wyatt held his hands up in defense, "Hey, she said I could join her and her boyfriend who happened to be on captain of the soccer team."

"Oh you dick, I wanted to sleep with him,"

"Tough luck, cunt,"

"Asshole,"

"Bitch,"

That moment the Kazi king unfroze, the boys having momentarily forgotten about him in their banter. But instead of trying to take out one of them, and getting ultimately destroyed in return, he fell to the floor shaking, "P-please don't kill me!"

Chris quirked an eyebrow, "That's definitely new, demons never beg for anything much less their lives."

"Could be a distraction?" Wyatt tried, it wouldn't have been the first time.

The king shook his head, "It's not I-I swear, if you let me live I'll tell you what you want to know!"

The boys shared a look before looking back at the king, "What is it that we need to know?"

He looked between the two of them, "You mean you don't know?"

The witches stayed silent

"What's left of the hierarchy have been gathering for the past few months, everyone in the lower caste has been terrified because they're trying to restore Zan- agh!" Wyatt and Chris shielded their eyes when the king erupted in fire.

When he was burnt to a crisp and there was nothing but ash on the ground they stared at that pile with rapt confusion.

"'Zan-agh?'"

"That would explain why the Underworld suddenly seemed iced over, the demons are mobilizing again," Chris concluded he put a finger to his chin in thought, there was so much he wished the Kazi king could've said before he was destroyed.

Wyatt gave a laugh, "Sweet, maybe things might finally start picking up around here,"

Chris frowned at his brother, "No this is not sweet,"

Now Wyatt was giving Christ that confused look, "We were just saying-,"

"Think about Wy, this guy the demons are rallying under must be pretty badass if they went silent just so his resurrection would go unnoticed. Tipping the scales of alignment badass, that's above our paygrade," Chris said anxiously, technically their mother and aunts were still the Charmed ones until Melinda becomes of age so it would technically be their issue.

But they're not as young as they used to be, Chris didn't want them handling a situation like this.

He knew from the look on Wyatt's face he thought the same way, they orbed from the scene to their shared apartment, really Wyatt's apartment that Chris moved into so he could get some privacy.

"So what's the plan?" Wyatt asked Chris as soon as they reformed, this was their dynamic, Wyatt was the brawns and Chris was the brains.

Chris himself wasn't sure what to do but he had to get more information, "Okay I'm going to check the book see what I can find out about this Zan guy. You, head to the manor and find mom,"

"For what reason?" Wyatt asked, "This is our problem Chris,"

Chris waved him off as he went to the couch for the book, "I know it is but that demon said 'Restore,' which means this herald of evil has been vanquished before, maybe mom might know something if I can't find anything in the book, now go," He pointed upwards

Wyatt nodded before orbing out

"And tell Melinda I said hi,"

Chris studiously inspected the Book of shadows, his family's legacy, the foundation of who he was as a witch. The boys had yet to add anything to the book because it seemed as if everything had already been discovered.

Or maybe they'd just gotten lazy in their discovery of the unknown?

But back to the task at hand.

The middle child searched through dozens of demons but none with the name of Zan. He flipped a few more until he landed on the Source.

No one knew the Source's name, could it be possible? Chris shook his head in doubt, the original Charmed ones had vanquished both Sources, and their father had gotten rid of what was needed to make a new one.

He kept flipping not finding anyone that could possibly put the odds back in evil's favor after so long.

Zankou

Chris stopped midflip seeing the name and the picture of the demon.

"Zankou, would you look at that they actually gave me an entry, I'm flattered."

Chris jumped off the couch to the other side of the room to come face to face to the demon depicted in the Book.

Zankou threw a hand out sending Chris against the television screen, "So this is the new generation,"

The witch groaned from the glass hurting him, "Zankou I presume," Chris tried to freeze him but Zankou was so powerful that he was immune

The demon smiled, his black eyes shining darker, "Nice try, your mother must be stronger, she could actually have stopped me for a few seconds at least." Chris tried orbing out but Zankou grabbed him mid orb and halted him.

"Wyatt!" Chris tried to yell but it came out as more of a choked gasp. Wyatt's heard less so hopefully he's on his way with the calvary.

"It's a shame that Kazi had to spill our little secret I was almost finished gathering the forces I needed." He waved his hand at the wall opening up a portal to who knows where, "I'll return for you, to finish what I started but for now," Zankou, with all his might threw Chris at the portal and the last thing he saw before fading out was blue flashes and the demon's smiling face

"Have fun,"

When Chris woke up it was to hard pavement digging into his face and cold bitter air biting into his skin.

His everything hurt, it hurt just to move but he sat up and saw that he was in the middle of a crossroads. He tried to gain his bearings but there was nothing but road for miles around in any directions.

Zankou sent him somewhere, doubtfully a different location so it must be a different plane. He orbed just to test out his powers.

It couldn't have been the astral plane or else he wouldn't have been able to orb. So instead Chris tried orbing home, to the manor.

He orbed all the way to San Francisco, the exact spot where he knew the manor would be, "Wyatt!" He yelled mid orb, he sprinted around the house, not even noticing that all the furniture was wrong, "Wyatt! Mel!" He shouted around but heard no one, "Mom, Dad?" not a sound throughout the house, not his mom's voice shouting back at him not to yell in her house.

It was then that he noticed how his childhood home didn't look like his childhood home, there were no scratch marks in the wall to mark how tall each child had grown. There was no hole in the wall that Wyatt had kicked in and his father was too lazy to fix it. The television looked way to new and the old woman rug was missing, Chris saw a picture frame on a stand and picked it up.

Unless his family had suddenly decided to create a ethnicity changing spell then this obviously wasn't his house.

He orbed out before that family got home and went to his and Wyatt's apartment instead. Which turned out to be a bad idea since the minute he orbed in the owner grabbed his shotgun and nearly blew a hole through his head.

So for the next hour Chris tried orbing to many of the places that would give him some perspective to where he was or at least when.

P3 was an abandoned warehouse

Magic school was a simple hill pass

Phoebe and Paige's homes he knew would be the same result as when he went to his own.

There was only one place left to try and that was the Underworld, "Never thought I'd be happy to see the Underworld," Chris couldn't believe he was saying that but as he stood in that alley, it seemed the familiarity of the Underworld became his last lifeline. He orbed downwards hoping to smell the sulfur and see the fireball head his way but strangely he found his pathway blocked. As if there was some invisible wall between him and the Underworld.

Chris orbed to where Magic school should have stood and began to pace, "One of the biggest baddies of the Underworld sent me to somewhere or when, not sure which and Wyatt's left to deal with him alone. The newspaper I checked says 2005 so I could be twenty years in the past but Mom should still be at the manor." Chris had no idea what was going on he wasn't on another plane, he wasn't back in time, his time at least.

His eyes shot open

His time

He wasn't just sent back in time, he was sent to another world.

Maybe a spell could send him home, "I was sent here against my will, but I have a demon to kill, take me home so he can face my wrath, please construct me a path." He hoped he didn't need the power of Three for this one.

Chris felt the spell begin to orb him away and sighed with relief that he was finally going home. He was getting ready to yell for his parents again when he came out of the orb to a place he thought he'd never go to.

"Why the hell am I at Stanford?"