The Lost Ones
By: Lexvan
Disclaimer: I do not own W.I.T.C.H.
Summary: Taken from their homes and raised by Phobos and his troops, six children grow to become the prince's knights and most powerful warriors. But with the rebels won't stop until Phobos is removed from the throne of Meridian. Can they stop these knights and take the throne or is all hope is lost?
Chapter 0ne: Taken
Sesamo, 8:15 P.M., the Cook's residents.
"Time for bed, Taranee.", one Lione Cook says to his daughter as he picks her up and carries her to her room.
"What about Peter, Daddy?", the five-year-old girl questioned as her father entered the little girl's bedroom.
"Peter is spending the night over a friend's house tonight.", Lione said as he helped his daughter get dressed for bed.
"Will he be okay?", Taranee asked as her mother came into the room.
"He'll be just fine, dear.", Theresa Cook said with a kind smile. "Now it's time for you to go to sleep, so we can go to the park tomorrow."
"Okay, Mommy!", Taranee said as she laid in her bed while her father tucked her in. "Good, Mommy! Goodnight, Daddy!"
"Good night, Taranee.", Lione said to his daughter before he kissed her on her forehead. "Sleep tight."
"And sweet dreams.", Theresa said before she kissed her on the forehead.
Lione then turned the nightlight on before he and Theresa left the room. As she stared at the nightlight, little Taranee Cook fell asleep.
10:15 P.M.
Suddenly, a loud crashing sound woke Taranee as she sat up in her bed.
"Mommy? Daddy?", Taranee called out as she rubbed her eyes.
"What are you doing here?", came her father's voice. "We told you that we can't help you. We have children now!"
"You are part of the Warrior's Guild!", came a man's voice. "You are heroes of Metamoor! Please come and help us!", the man pleaded.
"For the last time, we can't help you!", came the voice of Taranee's mother. "I'm sorry."
"So am I.", came the man's voice. "For now we have to force you to help us."
"And how do you plan to do that?", Lione questioned.
"By giving you no choice.", came the man's voice.
It was then Taranee felt that she wasn't alone. The little African-American girl turned to see a slim man dressed in brown and black. The little girl let out a scream before the man grabbed her and placed a rag over her mouth as he picked her up from her bed. Taranee did her best to get free of the man's hold but she started to smell something funny from the rag that was making her sleepy. The last thing she saw was her parents busting into her room with a look of shock on their faces.
"Taranee!", the little girl heard her parents cry out as she slowly fell asleep.
Heatherfield, 8:25 P.M, the Hale's apartment home.
"Bedtime, Pumpkin!", one Harold Hale said to his daughter, Cornelia, as he came out from the Kitchen.
"Okay, Daddy!", Cornelia said as she closed the book she was reading and put it on the little shelf that was in the Living Room.
Cornelia then went upstairs and headed to her, just born, little sister's bedroom where her mother, Elizabeth, was putting the infant in her crib.
"Did you come to say goodnight to your sister, Sweetie?", Elizabeth asked her six-year-old daughter.
"Uh-huh!", Cornelia said as she looked inside the crib. "Goodnight, Lillian.", she said in a soft voice so not to wake the sleeping infant.
"Goodnight, little one.", Harold said smiling at his infant daughter.
"And now let's get you ready for bed.", Elizabeth said as they left Lillian's bedroom.
"Okay, Mommy.", Cornelia said as she let out a yawn.
Once in her bedroom, Cornelia began to change her clothes for bed. She then went into the Bathroom and brushed her teeth before going to bed. Once in bed, her father tucked her in.
"Goodnight, Mommy. Goodnight, Daddy.", she said before letting out a yawn.
"Goodnight, Cornelia.", Elizabeth said before kissing her forehead. "Sleep tight."
"And don't let those bedbugs bite.", Harold said before kissing his daughter on the forehead and gently pinching her nose making Cornelia giggle a little.
Both parents then left the room. But not before Harold turned on the nightlight in the room. Cornelia then let out one last yawn before going to sleep.
10:20 P.M.
The sound of her bedroom window opening woke little Cornelia. She looked to see a man dressed in black come through the window and come at her. She let out a ear-piercing scream before the man grabbed her and placed a cloth over her mouth and took her from her bed. As she kicked and tried to free herself, she began to feel tired and sleepy as she took in the funny scent from the cloth that was held over her mouth. The last thing she was able to see was her father bust through her bedroom door only to see the man who was holding her throw a can that exploded releasing a flash of light and some smoke. Poor little Cornelia then feel asleep.
Heatherfield, 8:45 P.M., the Lin's resident's above the Silver Dragon restaurant.
"Look at what I drew, Grandma!", a five-year-old Hay Lin said as she showed her grandmother, Yan Lin, what she had drawn.
"It's lovely, Hay Lin.", Yan Lin said to her grand-daughter giving her a smile that the little girl returned. "Is that a silver dragon flying above our home?"
"Uh-huh!", Hay Lin said. "It's protecting our home from bad things.", she said letting out a yawn.
"It seems that my, little Hay Lin is getting tired.", Yan Lin said as she stood up. "So it's time for bed."
"I'm not tired.", Hay Lin said before letting out another yawn.
"Oh really?", Yan Lin questioned with a smirk. "That yawn tells me different, young lady. Let's go.", she said as she took Hay Lin's hand and guided her to her bedroom.
"Awwwwwwww! I don't wanna go to bed!", Hay Lin complained.
"Sorry, Hay Lin, but you need to get your rest so you can go to school tomorrow.", Yan Lin said. "School is important. The more you learn, the better you will become with your drawings."
"Okay!", Hay Lin said as they entered her bedroom.
Hay Lin was already dressed in her sleeping clothes as she got in her bed. Once in her bed, Yan Lin tucked her grand-daughter into bed as Hay Lin let out another yawn.
"Goodnight, my little Hay Lin.", Yan Lin said to her grand-daughter. "May you dream sweet dreams.", she said as she kissed her on the forehead.
"Goodnight, Grandma.", Hay Lin said with a smile that her grandmother returned.
Yan Lin then turned the bedroom's nightlight on before leaving the bedroom. As much as she tried to fight it, Hay Lin slowly but surely fell asleep.
10:30 P.M.
The sound of someone stepping on one of her toys, that squeaked, woke Hay Lin as she shot up in her bed. Hay Lin then saw a man dressed in black and brown walk towards her. Hay Lin let out a scream as she jumped out from her bed and headed towards her bedroom door. But the man was too fast for her as he grabbed her and placed a rag over her mouth. Suddenly, the bedroom door open to show Yan Lin standing there.
"You!", Yan Lin said shocked to see the man holding her grand-daughter. "My son and daughter-in-law told you that they couldn't help you! So you pull this?"
"Now they'll have no choice but to help us!", Hay Lin heard the man said as she slowly began to fall asleep due to the scent she was smelling from the rag. "When you wake up, tell them that if they want to ever see their daughter again, they'll agree to help us!", she heard before the man shot her grandmother with a dart gun.
Hay Lin then saw her grandmother drop to the floor before she fell asleep.
Heatherfield, 8:50 P.M., the Lair's residents.
"Irma! It's time for bed, young lady!", Tom Lair said as he was knocking on the bathroom door.
"But I'm not finish, Daddy!", Irma said as she was sitting in the bath tub playing with her rubber turtle in the water.
"You've been in there for forty minutes, Irma.", Tom said. "Bathtime is over. Let's go!"
"Okay, Daddy!", Irma said as she pulled the plug from the tub letting the water drain as she got out of the tub and wrapped her towel around herself and opened the Bathroom door to see her father, Tom Lair standing there.
As Tom looked down at his five-year-old daughter, Irma looked up at him and gave him a smile that he couldn't help return as he reached down and picked her up.
"What am I going to do with you, Irma?", he questioned with a grin.
"Take me to Disney World!", Irma said smiling making her father laugh.
"Someday, Irma.", Tom said. "But right now, let's get you ready for bed."
"Can I say goodnight to Chris first?", Irma asked her father.
"Of course you can.", Tom said as he carried her to her little brother's bedroom where her mother, Anna, was placing the infant in his crib.
"He just fell asleep.", Anna said as Tom walked up to the crib holding Irma in his arms.
"Goodnight, son.", Tom said to his infant son.
"Goodnight, little brother.", Irma said as she smiled at Chris as he slept.
"Now let's get you ready for bed young lady.", Anna said as she took Irma from Tom and headed for Irma's bedroom.
After drying her off, Anna was able to get Irma dressed in her PJs and in bed for Tom to tuck her in.
"Daddy, why don't you have spikes on your mace-thingies?", Irma asked her father.
"Because I don't want to hurt my enemies badly.", Tom explained. "I'd rather knock them out than hurt them badly."
"Oh. Okay.", Irma said with a yawn. "When I grow up, I want to be strong like you and Mommy."
"That's good, Irma.", Anna said. "But you need to have brains to go with that strength. Remember that.", she said with a smile.
"Okay, Mommy.", Irma said with a yawn as she slowly began to fall asleep.
"Goodnight, Munchkin.", Tom said as he kissed his daughter on the forehead.
"Sweet dreams.", Anna said doing the same.
"Goodnight, Mommy. Goodnight, Daddy.", Irma said as she began to fall asleep.
Tom and Anna then left the room. But not before Anna turned the nightlight on. Slowly but surely, little Irma Lair fell asleep.
10:27 P.M.
"You dare break into our home!", Irma heard her father's voice as she woke up.
"Daddy?", Irma said softly as she rubbed her eyes.
"You left us no choice!", can a female's voice.
"We need your help!", came a man's voice. "And if you won't come with us willingly, then we'll have to force your hand!"
"Good luck with that!", came Anna's voice.
"We don't need luck!", came the woman's voice.
"Oh really?", Anna questioned.
Little did Irma know she wasn't alone in her bedroom. It happened so quick that she had no time to cry out for her parents. She felt a set of arms grab her and lift her out of her bed while a rag, with a funny smell, was placed over her mouth. As she was trying to get free she was starting to get tired as the smell of the rag was getting to her. But before she fell asleep, she was able to accidentally kick her lamp off of the stand and onto the floor breaking it. A few seconds later, Irma saw her bedroom door get knocked down to see her father standing there.
"Irma!", Tom cried out as he charged at the man that had her.
"Not to today, Lair!", the man said as she threw a can at him.
Once it hit the floor a flash of light came from it followed by a thing of smoke. That was the last thing Irma saw before she fell asleep.
Fadden Hills, 9:05 P.M., Vanders Residents.
"Okay, you two. Lights out.", Jacob Vanders said as he and his wife, Tanya, stood at the doorway of their son, Angelo's, Bedroom. "You have school tomorrow. And you both will not be late for it."
"Yes, Sir.", one six-year-old Angelo Vanders said as African-American boy and his best friend were putting the toys they were playing with away.
"Okay, Uncle Jacob.", one six-year-old Will said as the little Caucasian girl helped put the toys away.
Once they put the toys away, both children got in their sleeping bags and were ready to go to sleep as Angelo had his stuffed lion and Will had her stuffed frog and they both were dressed in their sleeping clothes.
"Goodnight, you two.", Tanya said to both children as she gave them both a kiss on their foreheads. "Sleep well."
"And dream well.", Jacob said before kissing them both on their foreheads as well.
"Goodnight, Mommy. Goodnight, Daddy.", Angelo said to his parents.
"Goodnight, Uncle Jacob. Goodnight, Aunt Tanya.", Will said to Angelo's parent.
"Goodnight, Angelo. Goodnight, Will our honorary niece.", Tanya said making Will smile.
"Goodnight, kids.", Jacob said as he turned the nightlight on before he and his wife left the room.
"Goodnight, Will.", Angelo said before yawning.
"Goodnight, Angelo.", Will said before yawning. "See ya in the morning."
"See ya.", Angelo said as both children fell asleep.
10:30 P.M.
A crashing sound woke Angelo and Will as she shot up in their sleeping bags to see two men and a woman dressed in black and brown. It didn't take long for them to let out a scream before the two men grabbed them and place a rags over their mouths as they lifted them up from their sleeping bags. Seconds later the bedroom door opened as Jacob and Tanya came running inside the Bedroom.
"What are you doing?", Tanya questioned fearing for the children.
"What we have to do!", the woman said as she pulled out a small can.
"You'll never get away with this!", Jacob snapped.
"If you want the children back, you and the Vandoms had better come and help us!", she said as she threw the can at the Vanders.
The last things Will and Angelo saw was a flash of light followed by smoke coming from the can before they fell asleep from the scent of the rags over their mouths.
The Meridian Kingdom of Metamoor, Escanor Palace.
"They're waking up, Raythor?", came the voice of a boy as Angelo and Will slowly woke up.
As the two children came to, they looked to see that they weren't alone. They saw they they were on a large bed with four other girls that were waking up as well. One was African-American, like Angelo, with black hair and brown eyes. Another was Asian-American with black hair that was in two pigtails, while the last two were Caucasian. One had blonde hair with blue eyes, and the other was a brunette with aqua-blue eyes. From what Will and Angelo could tell, the brunette and Asian girl knew each other from the way they were looking at each other.
"Hay Lin?", Irma questioned.
"Irma?", Hay Lin questioned.
"Where are we?", they both asked each other as they looked around. "Who are you guys?", they asked the other children there.
"I'm Angelo Vanders.", Angelo said introducing himself.
"I'm Will Vandom.", Will said introducing herself.
"I'm Cornelia Hale.", Cornelia said introducing herself. "Don't you two go to the same school as I do?", she asked Hay Lin and Irma.
"Hey! You're right! We do go to the same school!", Hay Lin said recognizing Cornelia. "Hi! I'm Hay Lin. And this is my friend, Irma Lair!"
"Hi.", Irma said with a wave.
"Hi.", Cornelia said with a wave of her own.
"Hi.", Will said to the African-American girl. "What's your name?"
"I'm Taranee. Taranee Cook.", Taranee said introducing herself. "Do you know where we are?"
"You are in my palace.", came a voice getting the attention of the six children as they turned towards the sound of the voice.
The children looked to see a teenage boy with long pale blonde hair that went down to the small of his back. He was dressed in a pair of black pants and a dark red shirt with brown boots. On his head was something that looked like a crown only it was dark in color. With him was a man with green skin wearing a pair of black pants and boots with a black leather battle harness and a green cape and a black helmet with a spike on top of it. Strapped to his side was a sheathed long sword.
"Hello, young ones.", the teenage boy said to the children. "Are you all alright?", he asked as she stood there with the green-skinned man.
"Who are you?", Cornelia asked.
"And where are we?", Angelo asked.
"I am Prince Phobos and this is Raythor.", the boy said introducing himself and the man with him. "And you six are in the Meridian Kingdom."
"Me-ri-di-an.", Hay Lin said trying to say the name right.
"My Mommy said that name before.", Taranee said. "She said it was a place she and Daddy have been to."
"Tell me. Are your parents warriors from Earth?", Phobos asked getting nods from the children. "I see.", he said thinking about their last names. "Your last names sound familiar. Vandom, Liar, Cook, Hale, Lin, and Vanders. Yes. I remember my mother and father telling me tales about your parents and all they've done for our world of Metamoor."
"So you can take us home?", Irma asked Phobos.
"I wish I could, but there is a veil that was just put up.", Phobos explained. "And because of it travel between worlds is hard to do."
"So why did you bring us here?", Taranee asked.
"It was not I who had you brought here, Taranee.", Phobos replied. "It was the rebels that kidnapped you and brought you here. Why I do not know."
"I remember thw man who took me telling my Grandma that if my Mommy and Daddy wanted to see me again, that they had better agree to help them.", Hay Lin explained.
"The ones who took me and Will said the same thing.", Angelo said as Will nodded in agreement.
"It seems that the rebels wanted to use the children to force their parents to fight for them.", Raythor figured. "They're getting desperate, Your Majesty."
"Indeed.", Phobos said in agreement. "Bad enough they took my sister, six years ago, as an infant. Now they go and take these children from their home, on Earth. And with the Veil up, we can't take them back home!"
"What?", the six children question.
"Y-Y-Y-You can't take us back home?", Hay Lin questioned as her eyes began to water.
"I wish I could, but when the rebels brought you here, from Earth, Raythor and his soldiers were heading to Earth to find my little sister who was kidnapped six years ago by some rebels, when she was a baby.", Phobos explained.
"Once the rebels came through the fold, they had made, a Veil was put up.", Raythor continued. "And because of that Veil, travel between worlds is almost impossible. Thankfully, we were able to get you from the rebels. I wish there was a way to return you back home, but there we can't."
"I'm so sorry, little ones.", Phobos said sadly.
It was then that Hay Lin started to cry followed by Taranee, then Irma. Next was Cornelia and Will and finally Angelo. As they cried, Phobos and Raythor didn't know what to tell them. I mean how do you comfort six little kids after you tell them that they may never be able to return home. I mean, Meridian had a few things from Earth thanks to the children's parents bringing some things there over the years, but it wasn't Earth. And they were going to need someone to take care of them until they were old enough to take care of themselves. But for now, Phobos decided to let them cry and let out their sorrow and sadness. For they needed it. After sometime, the children cried themselves to sleep. Seeing this, Phobos and Raythor carefully tucked them into the large bed they were laying on and left the room. He had a maids keep an eye on them and to let him know when they woke up. He then headed for bed himself while Raythor went to do a quick patrol around the palace before going to bed himself.
As for the rebels that kidnapped the children, they had made it back to their hideout in the underground Infinite City to report what had happened. And their leader wasn't happy.
"What do you mean, you lost them? They're only six children! How do you lose six children?", the leader questioned as she glared at the leader of the group of people that kidnapped the children.
"We did have them! One through the fold, we put the kids into the wagon we had ready and began to head for one of the secret entrances to the Infinite City.", the group leader said. "But along the way we ran into Raythor and his men! We didn't stand a chance against them and their might! Some of his men took the wagon from us and the rest drove us off."
"Blasted!", the rebel leader yelled. "Without those kids, we have no leverage on their parents! But the question remains. What was Phobos' most trusted General doing so far from the palace?"
"I wish I knew.", the group leader said. "But there's something else.", he said getting the rebel leader's attention. As we were trying to fight off Raythor's men, the fold we had opened with the fold crystal, you gave us, suddenly closed on its own. I tried to open another fold so we could escape, but couldn't."
"What?", the rebel leader questioned before trying to open a fold, with her own fold crystal, but couldn't. "I see. So a Veil has been put up. Do doubt to keep HER safe! Very clever. But the Veil won't as strong as it is forever. It will get weak over time. And it is then that I will make my move. But for now, we must get stronger and fight on!", she said before she turned to the group of kidnappers. "Leave me. Go back to your families and rest. For we will have work to do in the next few days."
"As you wish.", the group leader said as he and the others bowed to the rebel leader before leaving.
Once they were gone, the rebel leader went to her quarters for some rest. Once there, she sat down in her chair and began think of what needed to be done when the time was right.
"Because of Raythor, I don't have the warriors needed to take Phobos down.", the rebel leader said thinking of what to do. "And because of the Veil, passage between worlds is close to impossible at the moment. But that doesn't mean I don't have an ace in the hole.", she said as a smile graced her lips. "If things go the way I'm thinking they might go, I just may have the warriors needed to take down Phobos. And he won't see it coming!", the rebel leader said before breaking into laughter.
A/N: Well, the children have been kidnapped and taken to Metamoor where they were taken away from their kidnappers by Raythor and his troops and taken to the palace. The rebel leader, whoever they might be, isn't to happy but has other plans. And now there's a Veil up making travel between worlds almost impossible. What to do? What to do? In the next chapter, the kids do some exploring of the palace as well as learn more about their parents. Not to mention get some clothes. What will they learn? Will they learn to get along with each other? And will they decide to take after their parents? Only time will tell.
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