Warning!

The following fiction contains mature content. It is full to the brim with adult situations, language, smut, character death, sexual assault, pain, angst, hurt, incest, and various painful circumstances. I don't own Wizards of Waverly Place.

DO NOT READ THIS!

I can't think of any clearer way to state this; the following fiction technically has a moral, but only because it shows the moral decline of a good man.

Warning, Justin and Alex will both be doing things you will not agree with. You may not think it is fair, or nice, or true. Understand this; in a world where Alex does not do any good, things go wrong.

Well, that's enough warnings, on to the darkness.

It was a dark and stormy night, again. Justin was fast asleep, unaware that his little sister had crept into his room. Alex was wearing a light blue tank top, and dark pink shorts. Her socked feet pattered across the floor muted.

Some starlet had given an interview in a magazine about how she slept in the nude, which influenced the Russo's choice in sleep wear. Alex had always felt warmer than those around her, and could not stand to wear burdensome clothes all the time. Justin insisted it was because she was a demon, but she knew it was because she was hot. She hated the way her father made her wear clothes in the home. Oh sure, magic could fly left and right, and he would not blink, but show a bit of skin and he would practically have a heart attack. It was worse that her brother had such an over-bearing conscience. After tonight, it would not be such a problem.

Justin's eyes were moving rapidly below his lids. He did not even notice that magic was being used on him to bring his conscience into reality. (Justin's conscience will be played by Taylor Swift.)

The flash from Alex's wand faded, leaving a beautiful blond girl in a bridal gown lying on the floor. She looked up at the wizard with clear green eyes. Her skin was immaculate, and she smiled sweetly.

"What do you need, Alex?" She asked earnestly, eager to help out the younger girl.

The wizard smiled back sweetly, "Oh, nothing much… just you out of my way!"

Alex plunged a bone knife into the side of the girl, blood spurting out, staining the dress. A flash later and Justin had his conscience back. He stirred slightly in his sleep, murmuring uncomfortably. Alex shut the door quietly behind her. Now Justin would not have that overbearing thing, and maybe he would help keep them from having to go on vacation with the family. In this, she was correct, the Russo family did not go to Hawaii. She also thought her actions tonight would make her life easier.

She was very, very wrong.

Twelve hours earlier…

Alex was lulled to sleep in the lair. She groaned inwardly as her father rolled the rug out of the way. He handed her some chalk, and told her to draw the most perfect circle she could. Her combined love of art and magic overpowered her desire to nap. This was something Justin was not good at. Once she had drawn one large enough for her father, Alex returned to her spot. Jerry had Justin use the family wand and spell book to open a box.

As it hissed evilly, black smoke pouring out, the Russo children leaned forward. It had their interest. Their father reached in, and removed… a black feather? What, was he going to tickle them? He handed the knife Alex would use tonight to Max.

The expression on Jerry's face was tense. He carefully laid the feather in the middle, and had Justin read a spell from the forbidden book. The room darkened. The middle of the circle started to warp into a midnight-black hole. Alex leaned forward to get a better look. Then, a horrible stench, accompanied by unholy screams erupted from the hole. Perfect black wings lifted upwards. A large, brutish looking man erupted from the hole.

"This, kids, is an angel of darkness. Alex, step back!" Her father yelled. The two were advancing on one another like cats in heat. Jerry's voice shocked her out of the trance. She noticed that the brute walked slowly in a circle, taking in his surroundings.

"You have to be careful, these creatures can be real charming when they want to be, but they are evil and destructive. Justin, banish it. Justin, did you hear me?" Jerry turned to his son who was fidgeting nervously. The angel was looking at the wizard with a snarl. The same way Alex looked at Justin, with absolute contempt. It was as though the dark angel saw something dangerous in him. Justin banished the monster. Alex let out a breath she had not known she was holding.

She had no idea that events were underway that would cause a great deal of pain.

Chapter 2

One year earlier….

Justin was a good brother, and a good son. He worked hard, shared what he had, and volunteered at school. The one thing he could not stand was his sister. His parents, brother, and even Alex were all tired of hearing about it.

Eventually, he got a journal, and started to write everything down.

His hate took on form.

"Today, she pulled another prank on me."
"I got an –A. Alex got a C. I got yelled at, and she was praised even though she cheated off me."

"Almost lost the Helping Hand because of Alex."

"Alex keeps bringing Harper around. It is as if they both live here."

"Alex took my time with Tutor."

"Alex brought a taxi to life and got away with it."

"Alex stowed away on my vacation."

Over time, it turned from a list into an obsession. He had to get even with her to show her he was in charge.

The more he fought back, the more she showed him up. He could not keep her out of his room, he could barely keep her under control. Still, there were things she could not do. Math equations, exercise patience, answer comic book trivia, he used this against her, setting passwords and methods onto his journal to keep her out.

In the following days, she messed up. He had allowed her to sneak out of the lesson. In the past, he would have tried to keep her around. But now he could not care less. She went to the ten-minute sale, and he just wanted to watch her get caught.

And Justin being Justin had to do Justin duty, which meant that he had to deal with the clone. He was about to listen to his father and send it back into her when he realize what it represented. He could clone her, but now he had access to her in a way he had not before. Although clones were useful, there were reasons that most wizards did not leave them lying around. He had to find a way to keep it. Eventually he decided to keep it in his Captain Jim Bob Sherwood Emergency Castle. It would allow him the privacy of keeping it close, while repelling curious sisters. He also stored his journal in it.

In the coming weeks, he was on his best behavior. Alex kept rewinding time to show how bad a kisser he was. She claimed to be helping, but it felt nice to be angry at her. Miranda was gorgeous, but Alex's interference almost ruined everything.

Then she kissed some guy. If nothing else, she showed just how loose she was. He had always thought that she was bad, but now it was even more apparent that her moral compass was screwy. As her brother, he thought her first kiss would mean something. It would be with someone she cared about. Now it was obvious that she only cared about who had the power.

Then there was Riley. It did not matter, much. Yeah, Justin's little sister was pretty (hot) but she was not on his mind all the time. At least, his urge for revenge was still under control. It ended badly. She needed Justin to bail her out, and Justin realized that, after all this time, something was off in their relationship, and that he needed to shape up.

His mother had found his revenge list, and thought it was just a list of everyone who had ever spoken to him more than four times. It had been an eye opener.

So he went back to his old habit; save the day, the world, and his annoying little sister. It was almost like he was himself again. He let all the anger he had been building up go.

Then T.J. came along.

T.J. Showed him the limits, and how to break them. He exposed, once and for all, that authority was a joke, and power was all that mattered.

There was only so much he could deal with, so he saved the day. More out of reflex than love, but still, he worked on his journal even more. It was safe since it took a mathematical mind to find, let alone break into.

He wrote something profound. It meant everything to him; 'I have power.'

It was dark to him. He knew what he wanted: more power. He just had to exercise caution.

Justin went on to lose a werewolf girlfriend, a quiz competition, and almost his powers at wizard school.

It was horrible. And now Harper knows. In his initial plans, Harper would be taken by surprise, but now he realized that it would take time.

It would take years for him to get revenge.

Chapter Three

Back to present day.

The blond conscience in Justin's mind was weak and dying, "please Justin, no…"

Of course there was no way Justin could have known what Alex did, he just noticed that his life was less difficult. Helping out less did not bother him. Cheating only helped his grades. But his conscience could not heal herself, so he felt less and less guilty over the smaller issues every day as she was slowly weakened.

Alex was not done yet. Life was so much easier now that Justin was not always so uptight. She had more fun with him. Occasionally, she would notice that his smile did not reach his eyes like they used to, or he cared less about her getting hurt… but she could take care of herself.

Justin was sleeping now, giving Alex a golden opportunity to prank him pretty bad…

She slipped the dream helmet on over her head. Entering the mind of a teenaged boy was less difficult than she had imagined. Justin was predictable. And right now, he was flirting with some girl. Alex used magic to change places with her when he leaned forward for a kiss.

It felt weird to press her lips to her brother. His hands started roaming her body, drinking in the perfection of her curves.

"How much does my big brother love me?" She breathed huskily. Justin whipped back, eyes wide. Alex awoke to the sound of screaming coming from the upstairs. She stood up, only realizing then that she was still wearing the tight outfit the girl had.

She smiled evilly to herself. With any luck, she could use this against him. What she did not know, though, was that her luck was running out.

And soon, she would be the prey.

Justin sat alone in his room. He could not get that image out of his head… Alex, in a tight suit, sucking his face... Sure, she was his little sister, but for some reason… he just did not care! In the past, such a thought would have to be pushed down, or ignored. But now his imagination ran wild. Why not? She was sexy, for her age.

Of course, there was the matter that she would not consent. This bothered him only slightly. In the past, such thoughts would have shocked him but lately he was feeling much freer.

He stood up from the bed and strode over to the mirror. Well, it was time to get ready for the day. The second his pants were up his legs, the teeth of his zipper bit him. A screamed tore through the house as tears of pain flooded his eyes.

"Alex!" He called.

She came in wearing a nice outfit. If his mind had not been so preoccupied, he would have found some appreciation for it.

A twirl of her wand, and his crotch felt infinitely better. Out of breath, he watched as she swept out of the room, hips sashaying wildly. She had not developed fully, but it was only a matter of time.

Oh, some day he would teach her a lesson…

But that day was not today.

This was not lust, this was obsession with power. And all he wanted was power: Power to control, power to wield, power over her like she had over him.

But first he needed to learn how to use that power against others.

His first target was perfect; Miranda. Goth girl was depressed anyways, so why not give her something to be truly depressed about?

Justin spied on her for hours. She went about her normal routine. It took him days to find anything even remotely interesting. Miranda was a common teenaged girl, dealing with girl problems like everyone else. To Justin, simply blasting her with a fireball was crude and ineffective, like Alex. Maybe he could switch their bodies… No, then the mortal would know what had happened. Miranda knew Alex, and she would put two and two together.

After two weeks of watching her, Justin noticed that Miranda seemed to like Riley. It was almost too easy. Two potions later and the two of them were inseparable. Of course, the love potion only made it easier for the two of them to start a relationship. Teenagers just let their hormones do the thinking.

She stayed with Riley for hours at a time. It drew Alex's attention. She made a remark Justin did not care for.

"Your girlfriend still has bad taste."

He felt a burn of rage. Something dark was provoked in him.

He took it and channeled his rage into ingenuity, "You're just jealous that he found something better than you. And what can you do anyways?"

It would take her seconds to think of using magic, he just had to do it right. He went through a list in his head of possible solutions. Alex could use magic, but he kept track of what she knew, and nothing in his journal of her known abilities would work to her, or rather his, advantage.

There was only one solution; teach it one her, "Dad, when are you going to cover permanent transformations in class?