A/N: Hey guys, so this chapter is really short. Sorry for not updating in so long. I've been busy with school. =P Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Also, do you think I should change the rating to T? Please tell me so. I'm going to change it just in case...

Alex Russo sighed. Of all the people in the world, this has to happen to her. She has to be the one to break time. She has to be the one to fix it. She has to be the one to get her brothers, as well as herself, captured. She clutched her hands around the rotting black bars of the prison. After having a talk with the pharoah, which involved some blood and a knife, the guard had locked her in here. She could hear the distant whisper of her two brothers in a distent cell. They would soon be dead, Alex couldn't help thinking. The Pharaoh had made it loud and clear about her brother's punishment. He was going to kill her brothers, and he was going to make her watch...

Alex shook her head. She couldn't concentrate on that. She needed to find a way out, so she could save her brothers. She clutched the necklace around her neck that was given to her by The Guardian. That's what Alex called the mysterious female vouce, The Guardian. The neckalce was one of the only things that the guards hadn't taken from her. Apparently, they found no value in it.

She clutched it and closed her eyes. She saw a flash, and opened her eyes. No one was there. She closed her eyes again. Another flash. She opened her eyes. Who was there.

Alex came to a theory. It wasn't someone in the flesh that was flashing past her, but someone when she shut her eyes. Slowly, Alex shut her eyes. The image became more ivide and clear the longer she closed her eyes.

It was her, she was running. Her long hair ran down her back, as she dragged the long ,colorful dress behind her. She was puffing. She turned the cornor and screamed.

The image changed. Justin and Max were sitting in a plain room. They were pounding on the wall, and screaming for help.

The image changed once again. It was showing Alex in the cell, the same cell she was in at the moment. The Alex in the vision had her ear to the wall. She pounded on it once,

twice,

a thrid time.

A brick fell from the wall. The vision Alex smiled and looked in.

Alex opened her eyes. She scrambled toward the wall, to the exact place she was in her vision. She placed her ear to the wall...

Pound me once,

I do nothing at all,

Pound me twice,

please hit the stone grey wall,

Hit me a third time,

and I will release,

the key to time,

but only one piece.

Alex smiled and hit the wall three times. A single stone fell from the wall. Alex smirked and looked inside. A piece to the Tempore laid inside. Alex stuck her hand inside and grabbed it. As she brought it out, she smiled. She had found the second piece!

Too busy admiring the piece, she didn't notice someone enter the cell. Alex felt a hand pull her up roughly. Alex gasped as pain spread through her arm as the king/pharoah glared at her. "What is this?" He asked, grabbing the peice to the Tempore.

"No!" Alex screamed, reaching out for it.

The Pharoah glanced at Alex. "What is it? I asked a question." He said.

Alex stayed silent. The Pharoah glared at her. He ripped the necklace from her neck. "You'll get these back when you learn how to behave." He hissed into her ear. He shoved her slightly, and walked out of the cell.

Alex closed her eyes, as she sat down on the cold stone floor. She allowed a tear to fall from her eyes and down her cheek. She had it all in her hands, but then it was gone. She pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them. When were things going to get better?