A/N: time for another one of these. This one kinda got to me due to the factor of it not working in the episode like it did every other show. I mean, it gets to the point of being cliché, but I just find it's perfect in its own way, you know?
Disclaimer: I do not own the title of the original episode or any of the characters, but my title is mine. Other than that, not mine.
Real Version:
Episode: 'Time Heals'
Scene: Gwen is in Hex's library being confronted by Charmcaster when she brings Kevin out to kill Gwen instead of doing it herself.
My Version:
Episode: 'Love Heals'
Scene: Let's just say Gwen saying, "Kevin, it's me" had worked…
"Kevin," she breathed, feeling helpless and defenseless now.
As the love of her life had come out of the woodworks, she knew she couldn't fight him. She couldn't. Gwen wouldn't touch Kevin. She cared too much to hurt him. She knew the pain he was already suffering with because of being under Charmcaster's spells. She was torturing him behind her magic touch. She was slowly killing him on the inside.
The redhead looked at Charmcaster and sent a powerful blast of mana at the sorceress. "You can't do this to him! You don't know what he needs!" she yelled, feeling the fury bubbling in her blood. "Kevin's an actual living being! You can't treat him like a rock! He's so much more than that!"
The silver haired magician took the blast and skidded back a few feet, wielding Hex's staff. "You tried to change him from being a rock and that got you in this mess, Gwendolyn. So I should treat him like a rock because he is one in the alternate of this universe that you created for us to play with." The demonic gleam resonated in her eyes and there was a silent evil glow that remained there as she smiled. "You are the one who did this to him."
Gwen turned and looked at his hulking dark form with the glow of pink that was etched across his strong body. His eyes were glowing of that pink and his fists were clutched tightly so that she could see the strain across his knuckles. There was no trace of his former glory in those eyes. There was no trace of the guy she fell in love with. There was just a piece of stone in a body shaped as Kevin's.
And he began his charge, arms sweeping out in an assaulting attack on the redhead. He made his way towards hr quickly, not bothering to even let out a war-cry. He was just on her in an instant. Kevin swept himself past her as she barely managed to duck out of the way, crashing into the bookcase. Some of the readings dropped around him, threatening to rain down on him in a torrent of paper. He grunted before turning his magenta gaze on Gwen again with another fearsome charge at the redhead.
"Kevin!" Her voice barely carried over the sound of him crashing into the wall behind her. Gwen's perfect emerald orbs zeroed in on Kevin's attacking form. He had turned and was facing her again, breathing labored and face strained in pain. "It's me, Kevin," she breathed, hoping he could hear her voice over the controlling powers of Charmcaster's magic. "It's Gwen."
He charged again, arms out and threatening.
Gwen managed to duck under his outstretched arms. He skidded past her again, this time managing to not hit the wall. The redhead was grateful for that. She couldn't bear it when he was hurting himself, even on accident like that. "Kevin, please listen to me," she begged, body quaking. She didn't want this to be happening. She was hoping this was all some kind of twisted nightmare.
The charmed teen didn't even stop. He came at her again and again, not stopping to take a breath, nor to pause for even a second glance at Gwen.
Charmcaster was laughing wickedly, sounding more like a witch than a sorceress. "Gwen, you don't quite understand how useless you are against my magic. You're a fly on the wall of the chambers of dark supernatural realm." Her eyes flashed demonically. "You don't know who you're up against yet, do you?"
Instead of acknowledging her, Gwen just focused on Kevin. "It's me, Kevin. It's Gwen." She dodged him again. "I don't want to hurt you. You're too important to me. I can't even fathom the thought of hurting you." Her voice was ringing with the sound of honesty.
And the sorceress just cackled. "You can't touch him, can you Gwen? He's the one enemy you can't fight. He's the one weapon that you would never be able to destroy. He is your only life source and you need him almost more than you need air."
Her body was now quivering. She couldn't fight him, but he couldn't stop fighting her. "Kevin," she pleaded, begging for him to at least recognize her voice. Or maybe for a flicker of memories to shake him from his trance. Something. Anything. "Please hear me, Kevin. It's Gwen." Tears were now blurring her vision, impairing it. She couldn't fight him, but she wouldn't leave without him safe again. She had to fix this. She had to fix it now.
Charmcaster's laughter doubled. "Gwen, he's in too deep. He gave his freedom to try and save you. And look what happened." Her hand swept towards him. "You cursed him to be this and then died. And if I hadn't killed you, I would've made him do it. Just because I could." Her eyes were flickering with demonic thoughts behind those orbs of dark magic.
Gwen felt Kevin charging again and this time, instead of ducking out of the way or dodging his blows, she decided to just stand there and take it the way she should have the first time. His fist connected with her slight body and she was knocked to the ground. She wasn't going to take this. She was going to do something about it now.
Kevin was standing over her and Gwen twisted her leg and swept it towards his legs, dragging them out from under him so that he fell to the ground with a sickening thud. He let out a little moan before attempting to stagger to his feet once more.
The redhead just pinned him down to the cold stone floors and stared at him with the slight glow of pink mana emanating from her eyes. She wrapped him in her shackles of magenta and leaned down and over him so that they were face to face.
He writhed beneath her grasp, but yet he wasn't able to get free of her fierce grip on him. He was grunting and moaning and groaning, trying to escape unsuccessfully.
Gwen leaned over him a little closer, so that she could stare into his magic glazed eyes that were supposed to be their normal dark obsidian color. "Kevin, it's me," she murmured. She knew he wouldn't recognize her. "I'm sorry for tying you up." Her breath hit his face. And she leaned in and let her lips touch his, knowing love was it's own kind of impenetrable magic.
Her fingers were against his chest and she slowly felt the soft skin returning to him instead of the harsh rocky armor that had concealed his body. She felt the warm touch of his skin under her fingertips. Gwen felt the sudden movement of Kevin's lips against hers. It was frantic and strong and the redhead felt an arm snake around her waist and it pulled her tighter to him.
Kevin was back.
Slowly, Gwen pulled herself away from him with her eyes pleading for more. She'd never admit to it though. The red haired Tennyson stared into his perfect charcoal blackened orbs. "Welcome back," she murmured.
"Glad to be back," he breathed, taking his arm from around her with a shy but devilish smile crossing his thin, pale lips.
It took only five minutes for Charmcaster and Hex to be tied up with the simple ease of Gwen and Kevin.
A/N: didn't really feel like writing out the whole battle scene… sorry. Anyways, thanks for reading and don't forget to answer the question of life itself:
Mine or MOA's?
~Sky
