Don't own W.I.T.C.H, never will.
Set on the TV series, after season two.
Enjoy!
Prologue
It was dark. No lights filtered out the brooding houses, and the streetlamps were twisted and decaying. Even the stars had given up and gone away, a heavy storm growing angry in the night. Everything hid as evil brooded, a silence to unnerve the most confident of people.
But there was one, with a heart dark enough to make black hole pale in comparison. She stood, in the middle of the street in her grey rags, head down and muttering to herself, seeming to fade to ghost like transparency and back.
From the thick bushes, she was watched, the figure glancing around, waiting for a signal, a sign, all the time trying to decipher the Hags work.
The Hag jerked, raising her arms and chanting faster, louder, whipping up a breeze that growled to her words, and with a pulse had gone, leaving the ghost like form of the Hag, frozen yet still moving.
For the first time, there were another few figures on the street, ghost like and trying to fight the Hag. The watcher stifled a gasp as a blast from the Hag knocked four down, and the Hag focused her spell on the nearest one.
"NO!!" The watcher broke cover, dashing across to the Hag, her way lit up by a bright flash followed by an ear busting rumble of thunder. "HAG!" The Hag looked around to see the watcher, followed by four others, and managed to raise her hands as she was tackled to the floor. There was a huge flash and they were gone, four teenagers landing heavily to one side. They watched the pink jewel fall as if in slow motion, before it landed next to a strange figure on the floor.
Echoes of Our Worlds
Chapter One
For the past few days the Oracle has been troubled, unable to define the future as clearly as normal, with more and more uncertainties arising. He says he senses great change, and that you should warn the guardians to be ready.
"Ready for what my friend?" Yan Lin sighed "You cannot fight without knowing your enemy, and you cannot make a chicken feast if you don't have a recipe." Yan Lin winced at the memory. "That is the last time I'm letting that girl near the kitchen."
"Grandma!" Hay Lin burst into the room, sending a million things flying in her haste. "You've got to come quick; Irma's threatening to make brownies!"
"Are the others here?" Hay Lin nodded.
"And Matt."
"Ok. I'll meet you in the basement, and tell that girl that patience provides, and that if she even contemplates cooking anything in this restaurant again, I will ensure that it's Blunk who cooks anything for her in the future, clear?"
Hay Lin nodded, and a moment later there was a yell of disgust and a loud crash from the kitchen. Yan Lin raised her eyes at Hay Lin, who smiled.
"Come on, let's go meet the others."
It was chaos down in the basement. Irma was ranting on about it being inhumane to threaten anyone with Blunk food, Cornelia for once was agreeing with her, Matt was in hysterics, and Will and Taranee were seeing how worked up they could get Irma without the place being flooded. Hay Lin smiled to herself. These were the guardians of the infinite dimensions? It was good to see a bit of normality between disasters. It'd been over a month ago they'd defeated Nerissa, and her minions; Phobos, and his minions; Cedric, and his girlfriend, and they'd had a blissful break from fighting evil, and school.
They hadn't transformed for a while, since they became their elements to defeat Cedric, and they nearly didn't return from it. They still made a good team though: Will controlling Quintessence, which is like lightening, and is also the leader of the group and could make electrical appliances talk; Irma who controlled water, and had mind control; Taranee, smart Taranee with her control over fire and oh so useful telepathy; blonde Cornelia controlling earth, boys, telekinesis and loved shopping; and Hay Lin, Air and invisibility. Unfortunately the others had stopped leaping a mile when she snuck up on them.
Oh, and Matt. He was a regent of the Heart of Earth, and Will's boyfriend.
"Guys!" Hay Lin sighed as no one heard her. She tried telepathy.
"Taranee?"
"OI! GUYS! SHUT UP!"
The room suddenly went quiet, the girls looking at Taranee, only Matt still giggling in the background, before a well placed elbow and glare silenced him.
"Gran says the restaurant's full and it's going to be a good hour and a half before we can be fed. She says we ought to get out and about, so we could head to the park."
"She's chucking us out?" Cornelia exclaimed.
"Err yes." They all glared at Irma.
"Hey! What you blaming me for? I didn't fill the restaurant!" Will cut across before it could disintegrate into a full blown argument.
"Guys, we may as well go. There's no point staying here if we're going to be in the way, and it would be good just to go and relax."
"Plus I don't think I could survive for that long with the smell of all that lovely food and not have any for myself." They looked at Matt. "What? I'm a growing lad."
"With band practise."
"Oh…" Matt dashed for the exit. "See Yah!" They gazed after him for a second.
"Come on, let's move."
A little while later Yan Lin came down into the basement.
"Girls I forgot to… Oh." She looked around the empty room and sighed, before putting the letter on the table, and heading back to the cooking.
Next chapter up soon! All feedback welcomed.