Author's Notes: Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Alright! LOL, I'm finally posting this thing that has been driving me mad. LOL, I've had a lot of ideas for this fic, and they kept me awake at night… that explains the insomnia… but really, I've got this fic pretty much planned out, LOL. I'm just so happy I'm finally posting it! And unlike my other fics, I doubt I'll get writer's block with this:P

Disclaimer: I don't own W.I.T.C.H., blah, blah, blah. If I did, I'd probably be rich and famous, and I'm neither of the two. Don't know if I wanna be either. Rich people get robbed, and famous people get mobbed. LOL.

My eyes opened with a start. I looked up and saw absolutely nothing. Confused, I turned my head. Then the pull of gravity reminded me of my fate. I was falling. Everything just came back to me. My overthrowing at Meridian, the Tower of Mists, posing as Endarno, becoming Oracle of Candracar, ordering my sister captured, getting found out by the Guardians, Cedric's betrayal… and my decision.

Condemning myself to falling for an eternity by leaping out of one of Candracar's windows. Do I regret my decision? No. Compared to the alternative, this was nothing. I couldn't let myself get captured by the Guardians again; it would've just been too humiliating. At least this way, I was free. I was free from the world, free from everything.

I don't know how long I've been falling, I haven't bothered to count. What would the point of counting have been? I'd fall, and that's all that'll ever happen to me for the rest of time.

How was this any different from death? I was separated from time and space, unreachable to anyone. But not anything. I was constantly haunted by emotions, regrets, and memories. There is nothing left to do but regret.

My life was wrecked the moment I felt a lust for power. The moment I took over the city of Meridian, I renounced my compassion, my humanity. As soon as I had taken that path, it was too late to turn back. And I didn't want to turn back. Who could resist having an entire planet at their mercy without consequences? But I was wrong. There were consequences for my actions, and they came in the form of five young women.

The Guardians. When they first appeared, I took them as nothing more than a small obstacle in my path to universal greatness. My confidence was false. But as the war on Meridian raged on, I began having doubts. Doubts about whether or not I would win. Doubts about the extent of my power. But what could I do? I couldn't give myself in. I couldn't do anything but send my troops into battle and hope they would win.

They didn't win. And Cedric and I were captured and placed into the Tower of Mists. It was a dreadful place. As much as I hate to admit it, I actually enjoyed Endarno's infrequent visits. They kept me sane from lack of company. I particularly enjoyed the one where I manage to switch bodies with him. I was overjoyed, and then my delusions of grandeur became bigger than ever before. I figured, why settle for Meridian when I could take Candracar itself? Yes, in Endarno's body, no one would suspect a thing.

Ha, needless to say, I was wrong yet again. Come to think of it, ever since the Guardians came into the picture, everything went wrong for me. Especially that redhead, Will. Everything went wrong.

But the first glimmer of hope in a long time appeared for me when a dark vortex began to form below me, tearing me from my reflection on the Guardians and my life.

Phobos…

That voice… it seemed to originate from the vortex. I replied, "Yes?" The sound of my own voice surprised me; it had been so long since I had spoken.

Do you want your revenge?

I began to think I was hallucinating, that I was imagining stuff. It was a logical explanation, and I had a perfectly valid reason to go mad. But, nevertheless, I answered the vortex. "Yes, I do…"

Good, Phobos, that's very good…

Before I could respond, the forces of gravity had made me fall into the vortex and I was consumed by the dark energy.

Author's Notes: Diiiiid yooou like it? I sure liked it, LOL. Then again, I wrote it, and I don't normally post things I don't like, unless I've got nothing better. Okay, so a few things I've posted in the past are really lame()… but I always seem to find people who like them, LOL. So… the main context for this fic is actually kinda unoriginal, but then again, the immense world of fiction is a thoroughly exploited area, LOL. You guys think I left off at a cliffhanger? Hmm… I really like cliffhangers… and even when I don't really intend to, it always ends up as a cliffie, LOL. I made a lot of readers mad like that. So, guys, on a last note: review!