W.I.T.C.H.E.S : FRIEND OR FOE?
Summary: Elyon discovers Phobos's plans and wants revenge on him. So she turns to his mortal enemy: Cancadar. But when she confronts the Oracle, she finds out she is more than just the light of merdiran. She is a guardian.
Disclaimer: I do not own W.I.T.C.H, I only own Seleste, who comes in the squeal and is the "S".
Rating: K, Some scences may scare small children
Author: Story-Goddess
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The Wish
Sorry mom, Elyon thought, through her tears. Soaring over the remains of Merdiran, the soft-featured girl approached the end of her home and with a flick, disappeared into the Veil. On the other side, the blonde queen floated gracefully across the sky. From afar, in the city of Heatherfield, she looked just like the beauty of a falling star.
Down, down in Earth, the strong-willed earth guardian sat on her study chair, biting her pencil furiously. Only a few months ago, maybe years, Cornelia had never believed in fictional creatures. She'd thought the closest thing to magic was friendship...and love. Now, here she was, her body enriched with the powers over earth and with her one best freind as her mortal enemy.
We tried to help her. Or at least I did. Cornelia smiled at the picture on her desk. It was a few days before Elyon betrayed them. It was at the party on Halloween night, when it all started. If only she'd come back. If only...
Suddenly, the blondie heard a loud whizzing outside on her window. Thinking it was Vathek or some other creepy Merdiran creature she whisked around in her fighting pose. Nothing happened. So Cornelia lifted her window pain and heard a soft cry of joy. Having the power over Earth, she could hear anything when she wanted to, even if it was over a kilometre away!
The Guardian gaped her mouth a she watched, what looked like a shooting star soar across the midnight sky. She smiled and wathed it fly throught the pitch-black, star coated sky. It reminded her of Eylon, she was always so delicate and light. Almost as if she could fly away whenever she waned to.
As she watched the falling star, she made a silent wish, "I wish, form the bottom of my heart for Eylon to come back. Oh, and being a guardian would help."
Cornelia was dead serious and as she lay on her soft, pink bed, all cuddled and cozy. She made a silent plea to the Oracle and whoever was watching, before drifting off into a pleasent sleep, dreaming about Elyon's hopeful return one day and the adventures they might have again.
It wasn't a falling star, of course. It was just Elyon and as she flew across Cornelia house, she felt a sudden twinge of guilt. It must've have been so difficult for Cornelia. Losing her best friend, me. ELyon thought, another wet, tear sliping from her pale blue eyes. As she brushed it away she couldn't help but feel a bit happier, at least they'd meet again, best freind or not!
Soon, Elyon reached her destination, Cancadar. As she flew onto the soft cloud she kept admiring he castle's features. As she tiptoed inside she coulde examine the exquisite splendor only more. The castle was pure gold, with jewels and beautiful engravings everywhere. The rooms were colourful and decorated as if every room would hold a queen in it. The last room was the best. It was huge, with gold and white comfy seats around a big and a circular stage. It looked almost like an amphiteathre, except bigger and better.
In the middle sat a bald man in a green coatly gown. He sate on a gold, built-in plate, white light sorrunding him. It looked as if he was meditating. Behind him stood a weird man, who kind of looked like Santa Claus. His long, long white beard touched the ground and he also wore a identical robe, except Elyon excpected it to be a bit sizes bigger, because of the guy's weight.
"Um...excuse me?" Elyon stuttered. She'd never spoken to a man this spiritual and holy. He was highly respeted, so as she blurted out the words, she wanted to just run away.
"How dare you disturb the Oracle's medatating!" yelled 'Santa Claus', looking as feirce as a rhinosuraus with a lion on its back. His beard was shaking just as much as his finger. His look showed complete disapproval. "Should I throw this intruder out, your most imperialness?"
Elyon looked nervosuly. No please. Give me a chance. Don't throw me out! Please! But they were just thoughts, she wouldn't dare say it and get the unhappy 'Claus' even more angry!
"Don't mind Tibor. He's a bit moody." The Oracle spoke, rising into the air and opening his eyelids. "I am the Oracle. What are you here for, Elyon?"
Elyon smiled, brightly and answered, "You see, I'm here to seek your help for revenge on Phobos."
"Revenge is not good, but friends are." The Oracle said, "You must go back and become like them."
There was a moment of silence as Elyon brought all the information of the wise man into her head. Go back? Become a guardian? What does he mean? The thoughts went on and on, but quickly, Elyon interfered with the sweetly 'I don't know' voice of hers.
"Like them? A guardian? But how?" Elyon asked, confused.
The Oracle looked at Tibor and replied, "My Elyon, you already have it in you. You shall assist Will, with the powers over Darkness and Evil."
"Even with that, they'll still reject me." The helpless queen retorted, "After all the trouble I caused them, they'll never forgive me!"
Tibor spoke up again, "It is not the trouble you caused, it is your mangy, heartless brother."
His master nodded and pointed to a portal, it showed a picture inside it. It was unlike any portal Elyon had ever seen and it made her stare in awe. She watched the mini-motion T.V as Cornelia made her special wish. As it ended her mind whirled. They wanted her back. Cornelia had forgiven her! She cracked an enthusiastic smile.
"Yes!" She exclaimed. "I'm going back!"
Tibor pointed to the portal as the Oracle went back to meditating. Elyon whisphered a quick "Thank you" and jumped into the portal, sliding down the almost never-ending pink passage. She laughed for the first time in three hundred and sixty five days and this time it was a true laugh.
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