Disclaimer: I don't earn W.I.T.C.H or Creep by Radiohead.
He sat there in the most serene place he could find to do an out-landish thing that he didn't usually do- think. It wasn't like he didn't plan carefully and think for his attacks. But this time, he was there to just think- that was it. He wasn't planning to attack. All he was doing was thinking about his life, his choices, and his soul…
It wish I was special
You're so very special
But I'm a creep
He knew what the others said about him. They trembled in fear. They hid wherever they could hide. They followed his orders without a complaint. But, when they though he couldn't hear, they talked. They called him a monster. They said he was evil. They said his eyes were blood thirsty for power. What they said was true. It was all true. But why couldn't they see past it? What was underneath it? Loneliness. Hurt.
I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
She was perfect. She was beautiful. She was special. Was there someone as good as her? He wanted to be like her. He wanted to live like her, live with her. Who was he kidding? She was too good for him. He wasn't like her. His soul was damned. He was damned.
She's running again… She's running… she runs, run, run… run… run…
"We couldn't get the heart… She ran away again." He watched his servent bow. He couldn't even get the Heart of Kandrakar. He definitely couldn't get her heart.
Whatever makes you happy. Whatever you want…He always got what he wanted. When he wanted toys, he got toys. So why couldn't he get her? Why did she always run from him? Why couldn't she forgive him? Why couldn't he be special like her? That was what he wanted. He loved the way his smirk made her fume. He loved the anger he caused her. So, why did he want it? It was stupid. It was stupid to even ask, to even think. But he wanted it. He wanted love.
I don't belong here…Every time he thought of her he knew it was hopeless. He was a creep. He was a weirdo. He didn't belong there. No, he belonged in the dark- where others couldn't see his ugly soul.
I don't belong here…But of course. He didn't belong there. Prince Phobos didn't belong in Will Vandom's heart.
A/N: I didn't use the entire song, just bits and pieces that I found fitting for it. This is my first W.I.T.C.H fanfiction. I always tend to love odd pairings/shippings. It was when he joined their side for a while that I discovered my love of this shipping. It's a fandom-pairing. When he didn't help Will protect the Heart of Earth, and she shouted out "You jerk!" and he just gave a lopsided smirk. It sorta of drives me crazy that it's sorta of OOC. But I tried. Tell me what you think! Review please!