M.A. Meets W.I.T.C.H.

Cezille07

When two different realms cross: Two kinds of magic, two kinds of adventure, and two kinds of friendship from the two greatest comic magazines ever! Will and the gang pop in from Kandrakar to stop and contain all the monsters in Big Burg. What are Zick and Elena going to do to save the day this time?

NOTE: I had to edit this for a while but here it is, again.

Disclaimer: Both MA and WITCH don't belong to me. I just did this for fun, and because I miss them terribly, now that both of them are gone.... But I know they'll live forever in the hearts of the many who remember them—that's us!


CHAPTER 1.

The sun was rising in a small village, and five young women had just stumbled into it....

"It's this way," said one of them, to the others who followed closely behind her.

The blonde one had obvious difficulty in traversing the forest. "Coming, yes."

"Of course, all this is courtesy of the Oracle," Irma was telling Hay Lin. "He's going out of his bald, shiny head again. Why here? What's in this old village for us, the great Guardians of Kandrakar to handle?"

"Be reasonable, Irma! We're here already, just do it. And stop talking nonsense before the Oracle hears anything you're saying."

Taranee was the last to speak. "We're nearly there. I can sense strange activity around those houses in the distance. See that?" She pointed to a familiar place to us, to a quiet line of homes down a little street. "I'll keep you all in Telepathic contact, but we better keep an eye out for any creature."

Their voices echoed around them in the trees, in the flowing river, in the air, the valley—all of which gave them an eerie sense that someone was watching.

But leave them there. The sun has risen midway on those houses, and there, where the air runs free and light seeps into even the darkest places, life has just begun.


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Greta's head appeared in Zick's bedroom door. "Get up and turn that alarm clock off, Zick! It's eight in the morning! Why are you still in bed?!"

"What? WHAT?" Zick mumbled, barely opening his eyes. "Eight o'clock? No way, I've been asleep for only ten minutes."

"Make that ten hours, now, hurry up! Elena's downstairs, waiting for you."

"She's here already?!" Zick got up and made for the bathroom.

"I just told you. Didn't you two have some project to do for tomorrow?" said Greta, going downstairs again.

"ZICK!"

She really was here, downstairs!

"Where on earth are you?" Elena called, "I've been waiting here all morning! Our report's not getting anywhere if you lie around all day! If you're not down here in ten minutes I'm going by myself!"

"WAIT!"

His body was resisting every form of motion. But she was right, they had to go. It was another of those days you feel like sleeping all day, and it happens just when something important was up. Perfect timing for a report on the beginnings of Old Mill village. And with Elena nagging him like this, it looks like it's going to be a hell of a boring day. That is, unless Magnacat miraculously shows up again.


"Finally! I thought I was rotting back there," Elena exclaimed.

"Don't exaggerate that much," said Zick, avoiding her glare. "I made it in ten minutes like you asked."

"That was more like ten times ten minutes! What on earth did you do?"

"What else? I didn't even bathe, I just brushed my teeth. Luckily I got my things ready last night."

"That took you so long?"

They were laughing like nothing in the world was out there waiting for them. But five women were hiding behind the school gates, waiting for the right time to attack their prey.


At the right moment, Irma sprang out from behind her bush and grabbed Elena's arm.

"I have you now, evil creature!" Irma yelled triumphantly.

"What? Let me go!" cried Elena, struggling to free herself. "Zick, what's happening? I can see her!"

Zick examined the five women who appeared from behind the bushes. "Who are you?"

"This feels really humiliating," said Cornelia. "Sorry, looks like we had the wrong suspicions."

Taranee came forward. "They're just kids, why'd I pick them up?" she addressed the others.

"You know what I think? I think that bigwig's really out of it. We've made a total fool out of ourselves, in front of tiny fourth graders," Irma complained.

Elena crossed her arms. "Excuse me, we're in fifth grade. We're not that small are we? And why the hell did you think we were your evil creatures? There are tons out somewhere out there, and they're hunting us down! That oughta be enough for one Tamer and his assistant!"

Will was the only one who seemed interested. "Tamers? Other evil creatures?"

"This place must be infested. Look how old it is. It's falling apart," remarked Irma.

"It's not!" snapped Elena, "And by the way, you owe us an explanation: WHO ARE YOU?"

The girls looked at each other, certain of their answer.

"We are WITCH. I'm Will, and these are my friends, Irma, Taranee, Cornelia and Hay Lin. We're the Guardians of Kandrakar, the Center of Infinity. We were sent on a mission to examine this place because of 'strange activities', our Oracle told us. And we're horribly sorry you guys got into this."

"A memory charm will do for them," suggested Taranee.

"No, wait! You don't get it. This place...it's really filled with monsters! But you have to have the gift of Sight Dom to see them, and only Keepers and Tamers have it." Zick looked at Elena—they were thinking the same thing, These girls might probably not believe us.

Irma made an impatient sigh. "Ugh, I don't get you. I don't know about you Will, but I'm outta here. Kids these days!"

Elena raised a fight-ready fist. "Good idea! Stay out of our zone! We're the good guys here."

"We're sorry for the trouble," said Hay Lin, before catching up with the others who followed Irma.

Shrugging, both parties left in their separate ways. But their destinies had only become more intertwined....


They walked around for the rest of the morning, and under the guise of tourists who had never been to Big Burg. It proved an excellent breeding ground for unlikely monsters.

"Monsters! Get a load of that!" Irma downed her whole glass of tropical juice. "I mean, we face them all the time. They looked so funny the way they said it, especially that crazy little boy."

They were huddled in the table farthest from the door, and nearest the corner inside Old Mill Restaurant.

Taranee passed her glass to Irma without taking a sip. "Don't talk like that. Didn't you see how serious they were? Maybe they're right. Maybe the ones we're looking for are creatures WE can't see. They can help us."

"I'll let that happen in the next century. Meanwhile I'd like the idea that the world is circular and that kids make everything up."

"What's gotten into you, Irma?" Will asked, standing up. "You've been like this all morning. Picking fights even with those kids."

Irma sighed. "Well I'm sorry I can't control myself, but today's been freakishly weird. Don't you know what today is? It's the anniversary of our Astral Drops' freedom. Remember all the trouble they caused us? Now we don't have doubles anymore, and things are getting too freakishly out of hand! That Oracle's—"

"Well that's our problem," interrupted Hay Lin. "We've learned to let it go and adjust to a life without a cover. And will you stop talking about the Oracle like that? If he hears about this he'll fire you."

"Fire me? That's crazy. We're Guradians!"

Even Cornelia was annoyed by now. "Exactly why you can't behave like this."

"Great. Miss Perfect's at it again."

Will, Taranee, Cornelia and Hay Lin exchanged confused glances—like, "What the hell is wrong with her?"

Well, they were right that Zick and Elena could help them. This happened almost exactly the same way with everyone else...when Mask of Fire began his reign of terror.


"So we're here, but I have no idea what your idea is."

Zick slowed down his walking, but his companion kept a steady pace.

"When will you ever trust me?" smiled Elena.

"I still don't know what we could find in these warehouses. I don't even know what you intend to do with our report."

"Simple! Trust me on this. This is gonna be real great. Remember? The river...my were-rabbit Puffy? And from you, The greatest moment, ruined by my bad aim! Funny, actually. That moment was so memorable it found its way into my diary."

"You have a diary? Never knew."

"You know almost nothing about me, Mr. Zick." Elena replied with a hint of pride. "For example, did you know what my favorite color is?"

And Zick answered with a hint of guilt, "No."

"See? Well, I'm not telling you." She bowed victoriously. "On second thought, if you don't find out, I'm doing this report on my own. I'll get all the credit—"

"You can't do that!"

"Oh yes I most certainly can. It's easy. I can't almost believe you don't know. Now give it a guess, or give it a rest."

They walked around for half an hour, and found the spot where they first saw Puffy the were-rabbit. The place had no evidence of human intervention: the scratches on the wall, the dirt and mud on the floor—nothing changed.

Elena looked proudly at the outcome she can already precisely imagine. "So what do you think?"

Zick scratched his head. "I still don't know what you're up to."

She blushed and shuffled her feet. "'Old Mill and a Tribute to Friendship'. I've done some research on how Old Mill started out, and you know what...it's like our story."

"O-our story?" gulped Zick.

"What? It'll be informational, and at the same time it'll be personal! Ms. Swift's gonna be proud...that we don't think of history as boring but even...interesting."

"Interesting?" Zick released an anxious breath.

"If you have any better ideas then speak up. And my color!"

"Oh fine let's do your crazy idea!"

Elena walked toward the wall, talking to herself more than to Zick, "And eventually all people will agree with me 'coz my idea's the greatest! First the class play and now you. None of you trust me—"

"I trust you!" called Zick, but immediately covers his mouth.

Elena looked behind her and grinned victoriously. "Okay."