AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hey, guys! Okay, so this Fanfiction story has been on my mind for a while, I've always wanted to write something really, really angsty. Hahaha. So, I'm hoping that this will be that kind of a story. Who knows? It might turn out different. But, all I can say is that it will definitely be interesting. NO boring stuff here. Okay, so basically this is all about what would happen if a conscious Gwen was put under Charmcaster's spell and now had to work for her, trying to kill Ben! Yes, very angsty. Haha, that's my new word: ANGSTY. It brings joy to my life. So basically, Gwen will be like a secret weapon for the bad guys; Ben and Kevin don't know about it, and she's really close to them so it will crush their spirits! Yes, this will definitely be interesting. So, yup, I'm gonna start this now. Please don't forget to REVIEW!

STANDARD DISCLAIMER: I do not own Ben 10. But maybe if I legally changed my name to Man Of Action... meh. Maybe... But I like Nadia just fine.


The glistening body of the moon peered down at the town of Bellwood in its usual melancholy silence, raining down sheer radiance to illuminate the Earth. The slim, red-headed teenager stuck her head out the car window, letting the mischievous wind tease her orange mane. She smiled absentmindedly and closed her eyes, caught up in the beautiful bliss of the Saturday night. It had been just her and Kevin that night, no one else. And even though the night was venturing to an end, Gwen's insubordinate side kept her heart from slamming into a brick wall. Instead, she continued to enjoy the magic, unaware of everything but Kevin. She held the smile like a child clutching her teddy bear, and giggled slightly, drunk on happiness.

"Enjoying yourself?" Kevin's grinned, making Gwen's heart dance in her chest. She loved that dark-haired con to death, and acknowledged the fact that she always would.

"What do you think?" She pulled her head back in through the window, turning her torso so that her piercing, green eyes could meet Kevin's onyx gaze.

"Yes?" He asked hopefully, deepening the stare.

"Yes, because I feel empty when I'm not around you. Yes, because you make me laugh, and, yes, because..." She paused dramatically.
"Because?" Kevin pushed his luck, focusing his attention back on the road.

She shivered, so entirely devoted to the words that were about to escape her lips.

"Because I love you." She breathed softly, her mind retreating again to its own little world.

Kevin jolted the car to an immediate standstill, his dark eyes finding Gwen's. He leaned in closer, grinning, and before the girl could mutter a single word, he bent down to kiss her fiercely, stealing the breath away from her lungs.

The warmth of the contact spread though their bodies with the intensity of a wildfire. Gwen squeaked at first out of surprise and then laughed into the kiss; feeling like her heart was eternally locked on free fall mode. She sighed, her mind flooding with blazing passion and content as his lips moved fervently against hers. A few minutes later, the two teens were forced to break apart for air to sooth their burning lungs. Their chests were heaving through their shirts, and they slumped back in their seats, trying to relax.

Gwen's eyes soon darted back to Kevin's, and she grinned. "Wow. Maybe I should just ditch going home and spend the night with you. She laughed, her heart pounding.

He grinned in response, taking in the sight of the breathtaking red-head. She never ceased to amaze him. "You do realize that if you do that, I'm never going to let you leave." He tickled her lightly, and the green-eyed girl flinched back, giggling.

"I'll bet." Gwen smirked wryly. Her focus quickly bounded back to the window, and she realized that they were parked right in front of her house, as it stood lonely and dejected in the darkness. She knew that would be how she would feel once she had to leave...

She sighed. "Kevin, I have to go. I have a curfew." How she loathed her parent's rules.

"I know." He frowned deeply, and Gwen saw his eyes grow dark.

"I love you." She repeated the words from before, and quickly leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.

"Love you too." He smiled, giving her body a tight squeeze under his strong, muscled arms as he wrapped them around her waist.

When he let go, Gwen felt her previous ecstasy drain from her body. She pushed the car door open with a click and stumbled out into the night air. Gwen made sure to fake a brilliant smile, just for him. "Night, Kevin." She whispered.

"Good night, Gwen." He grinned, and she forced the door shut, stepping back as he sped off into the blackness of the atmosphere, out of her sight.

The lonesome girl felt her body shudder, the night air freezing her senses. With a secluded expression, she lingered through the darkness towards the porch. She already missed Kevin way too much; her heart longing to gaze up into his obsidian eyes.

Gwen suddenly jolted to a stop, dead in her tracks. Her eyes were full moons as she realized something wasn't right with her surroundings. She could sense the maliciousness in the air; the yearning for harm.

Without a second to think, even breathe, she felt some unknown force shove her vulnerable form face-first into the cold, hard earth.

Gwen landed with a sickening thud, the breath knocked from her lungs. She frantically gasped for air, but found she couldn't breathe in the slightest.

As the girl's hands shot up and clasped her throat in agony, she felt her body being pulled….sucked into endless darkness.

She couldn't even make herself scream, she was a mute prisoner to her voice box.

The red-head gaped in absolute horror as invisible hands cut deep gashes into her skin; trailing all the way up her arms.

She thrashed and wriggled her lower torso violently, desperately trying to get free, but her limbs were constricted, bound together painfully by thick cords.

The ropes wound and cut deeply into Gwen's ankles and wrists, overwhelming and inflicting her with a horrid, unthinkable sense of agony.

Her attacker yanked her limp form up harshly, only to throw her brutalized body back down into the dirt.

Her mind spinning like a record, Gwen gazed up to meet a sneering pair of all too familiar, light purple eyes, those belonging to her worst enemy and nightmare.

Charmcaster.

The malevolent sorceress cackled, staring down at the helpless red-head with an intensifying hatred. "Gwen Tennyson." She cooed. "Brace yourself to become one of us."

Gwen shook her head repeatedly, tears flooding down her cheeks as she realized what they were about to do to her.

Turn her evil.

She finally found her voice. "I...I...w...wont d...d...do it!" She whimpered, her stomach twisting into knots.

"Oh, shut up." Charmcaster spat ferociously, towering menacingly over her prey. "You will."

A swift foot to Gwen's head knocked all her light out, silencing her thoughts.


AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I was going to finish this, but I'm finding that I'm just way too tired right now. Sorryyy. Anyway, I predict much, much angst! Okay, so please review! Idk how many times I've said that, but I really do love reading them and getting awesome feedback. Anyways, see you all soon! Bye!