This is my first WITCH story, so I hope you will at least read and hopefully review (be it good or bad, but hopefully good)

(Standard Disclaimer: I don't own any of the WITCH characters)


The Other Princess of Meridian

The young prince was summoned by his father to his parent's chamber so that he can greet the new member of the family and could hear the damn new member of the family crying from outside the door.

The young prince did not like his new baby sister. Every time he got near her, she would start to cry. He knew that she was going to be the rightful heir to Meridian and didn't like the idea. He didn't like being around her. She had the same blonde hair and same blue eyes. The servants could tell they were siblings. He would have corrupted her as she grew older; only following his orders and no one else.

But that was not to be.

In the night, a servant had taken his new baby sister away from the palace; away from Meridian, knowing full well that if the baby stayed, then all hope for restoring Meridian was lost.

And he didn't care.

"Good riddance." Was all he thought when no trace of the baby princess was found.

And hopefully it will stay that way because he really couldn't stand all of her crying.

/One Year Later/

The young prince was yet again summoned by his father so that he can greet his new baby sister.

"Great. Another crying baby that I won't be able to stand." He thought to himself as he waited to 'greet' his baby sister.

Once he was admitted in, he was surprise that he didn't hear any crying like he had before.

He approached the crib that his new sister was in and found her sleeping peacefully. But woke up suddenly when she heard him approach.

But she didn't cry when she saw him. Instead she looked up at him and it looked like she was studying him and found him acceptable and went back to sleep.

The young prince was again surprise.

His new sister was not like his other sister. She was no crier like the other one and it looked like she was not afraid him.

And she definitely did not like her or him.

She had no blonde hair or blue eyes.

Instead she had a head full of beautiful red hair and honey brown eyes, that some might mistake it for a light shade of red if you just got a glimpse.

He slowly picked her up from the crib and she didn't even stir.

He stared down at her in his arms and a small smile played at his mouth when she slowly opened her eyes to see who had dared to disturb her slumber.

It looked like she was about to throw a fit, but once she it was him, she just yawned, stared at him for a while and went back to sleep.

The young prince just stared as he held her in his arms, something he never did with the other one.

The young prince then decided that he liked his new baby sister. She was not like the other one.

She was not afraid of him nor had she even cried the entire time he was with her.

And he was most definitely not going to let some one take her away like he had with the other one.

/Five Years Later/

He watched his baby sister play outside in the garden he had specially made for her, making sure that the guards were doing their duty of keeping her safe. That garden was only meant for her and no one else.

Since she was born he had kept his word about not letting anyone take her away. When she was still a newborn, he had put spells around her room that would keep her safe while she slept.

When their parents died from an illness five months after her birth, she knew that something had changed, but didn't cry over it.

He liked that about his baby sister. She only cried when it was necessary and didn't mind the darkness about Meridian or how mean he was.

But she was nothing like him.

She loved to laugh and play. And for some strange reason she liked frogs.

The servants actually liked their little princess, but they disliked him.

He could care less whether they hated him or loved him, just as long they obeyed his orders.

Some had tried to take her away like they did with the other one, but never succeeded. The ones that tried to take her away were in the dungeons and no one has tried to take her away again.

He could hear her little feet running down the halls, her laughter flowing through out the palace.

The sound for some strange reason soothed him and yet he knew how strange it sounded in a place like this.

A place that had held no happiness. And yet his baby sister was able to find it without any help.

She was just so different from him.

And no matter what he did, whether it was dark magic or punishing someone in front of her, she still was not afraid him. She just kept on adoring him, only complaining when it was necessary.

He saw her come in the throne room, slowing down her pace and walked up towards him like a princess should. Once she was in front of him, she took a small curtsy and he bowed his head in recognition. Then she bolted her small five year old body in his arms, giving him a tight hug. He just patted her head.

"Big brother!"

"Baby sister. I am rather busy at the moment."

"I know, I know. You gotts to stops the 'ebels afore they gets to strong."

"That's right." He said, smiling at her for trying to sound older.

"Buts I was wondering if Cedric can play with me for a while," she asked looking towards the snake like creature that was beside him.

Before he could answer, there was a loud explosion coming from the east wing of the palace shaking the place.

Phobos ordered the nearby guards to see what was happening, when all of a sudden there was another explosion coming from somewhere else and then another.

He had no other choice but to check out what was happening himself.

"Stay here. Don't go anywhere." He ordered his sister.

"Kay, but be careful big brother."

Phobos just walked out of the room, only leaving a few guards to protect her.

And that was the last he saw of his baby sister.

He realized too late that it was a distraction.

He ran back to the throne room, Cedric right behind him.

But all he saw was his guards knock out and his baby sister no where in sight.

He yelled.

His anger could be heard through out the palace and nearby villages.