Hey everybody! Thanks to everyone for reviewing lol yes scott you're right that is a VERY bad omen. Here's Chapter 4 for you!

Irma: PLEASE say I don't die! God, why does everything bad always happen to me?

Oh you'll get over it. Go douse Cornelia or something.

(Guess who just happens to be strolling by when I say that?)

Disclaimer: I don't own WITCH.

Chapter 4

Girl Talk & Power Practice

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! CRAAAAAACK! Irma slammed her fist a little too hard on her alarm clock, causing those ever-annoying glowing red numbers to fade from existence. Not that Irma was complaining. She sighed, rolling out of bed. (A/N: can you tell she's not a morning person? lol) Venturing over to her closet and wondering what she should wear, the glowing red numbers that had graced her alarm clock just moments before flashed back through her mind: 10:59.

"SHIT!" Irma cried. Grabbing the first outfit she laid eyes on, she threw on her clothes, splashed some water on her face, randomly clipped her hair up, slathered on some lip gloss and took off for the Silver Dragon. She had promised Hay Lin last night that she'd come over and talk about what had her friend so completely freaked out last night. She just hoped Hay Lin wouldn't be too mad if she was a couple of minutes late.

And as Irma walked along the string of concrete that was the sidewalk, she couldn't help but think that maybe she had a hand in what had shaken her friend up so much. It all started after I finished my song, Irma thought as the wind started whipping her in the face. I wonder if it was just me…

At that thought, she closed her eyes and clutched at her head. When will this stop? She asked herself desperately. If this is a test, I failed okay? Just make it stop already…

Putting on her happy face, Irma pushed open the door of the Chinese restaurant where she had spent many an afternoon, said a quick hello to Mr. & Mrs. Lin, then practically flew up the stairs, screeching to a halt in front of Hay Lin's bedroom door.

Knock.

"Come in."

Irma turned the knob and stepped into Hay Lin's bedroom.

"You're late," Hay Lin teased, turning away from her canvas.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry!" Irma explained, wading through the mess of…everything you could imagine blanketing the floor.

"I'm only kidding," Hay Lin said, pulling up another chair for Irma to sit down on.

"So let's get right to the point: what happened last night?"

"You showed everyone how much of an awesome singer you are?" Hay Lin tried, attempting (and failing) to avoid the subject. She still hadn't decided if she was going to tell Irma what she'd really seen.

Irma sighed. "You know what I mean. I'm not leaving until you tell me. You know I'll do it. I'll get a tent and camp out in here all night if I have to."

"You would, wouldn't you?" Hay Lin sighed. "It…it might sound crazy, but…"

"Hay Lin, we have magical powers, saved a whole other universe, and helped one of our best friends take her place as the rightful ruler of it. Nothing can even come close to crazy anymore."

"Guess you're right," she muttered. "Well…when you started singing last night, I kind of had…a vision…"

"Of what?"

"Of…of someone…dying…"

"Oh Hay Lin." Irma pulled her friend into a hug. "Are you sure it was a real vision? Maybe your powers were just going haywire or something. The Oracle never did give a warranty on those things…"

Hay Lin didn't even crack a smile. "I don't know…" she said slowly. "But I don't want it to be real…I don't want it to be real…"

"Who was it?"

Hay Lin froze. She hadn't thought this far ahead.

And then something dawned on Irma. "Was it…one of us?"

Hay Lin didn't move, didn't speak.

"Was it…me?"

"NO!" Hay Lin's hands flew to her mouth. The answer came out a lot quicker and a lot louder and a lot more unexpected than she'd hoped it would.

Irma gave her friend a look. Hay Lin sighed. "I'm sorry, it's just-"

"It's okay," Irma said, giving her watch a glance. "We'd better get going. I don't need Corny using her almighty vines to fling me across town for being late to practice."

And with a forced giggle, Hay Lin walked out behind her friend, a sickening feeling of guilt twisting up in her stomach for the dangerous lie she had just told.

GIRLTALKPOWERPRACTICEGIRLTALKPOWERPRACTICEGIRLTALKPOWERP

Irma and Hay Lin leaned back against the chain-link fence and faced their very impatient looking friends, panting from all the running they had to do to get there on time.

"Now that everyone's finally here," Will started, and Irma could vaguely hear Cornelia mutter, "And I thought Will was the late one." "GUARDIANS UNITE!"

And the two girls were enveloped in the banes of their existences, letting their rightful pieces of their souls fit into the puzzles that were their lives. Clear blue water took a hold of its princess, and Irma sighed as all of problems went away just for that moment. But as her transformation was nearly complete, she couldn't help noticing the little bubble of contempt it gave her before settling her form on the ground once again.

Hay Lin watched as her friend stood there, giving of the glow of a true guardian…a happy one. And as the winds picked up around her own body, she smiled contentedly as the memories of her morbid vision ceased to exist. And as the air started to settle around her, it gave a reproachful howl as her feet touched ground once more.

"Taranee, you go with Hay Lin! Cornelia you go with Irma! Let's go!" Will shouted, going into full-fledged leader mode.

Hay Lin took off into the air as flames started licking at Taranee's hands. I never realized just how freeing flying could be, she thought. And then she saw the fireballs whizzing right on past her head.

"Come on Hay Lin!" she vaguely head Taranee's cries from down below. "You've gotta at least try to fight back!"

Hay Lin sighed, gathering up all of her strength into one big gust of wind…

(meanwhile, with Cornelia and Irma…)

"Oh yeah? Well at least I don't have a creepy nerd for a stalker!" Cornelia shouted, sending a clod of dirt hurtling toward Irma.

"Well at least I don't have a boyfriend who's way too macho for his own good!" Irma shouted back, sucking all of the water out of a nearby puddle and sending it into the dirt, causing it to fall to the ground.

"HE IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" Cornelia screeched. And then a torrent of vines started to shoot up from the ground…

"This is not going to end well," Irma prophesized under her breath.

(Back with Hay Lin)

Hay Lin had never felt so much power in her life. And she loved it. She wanted more of it, to do something…destructive with it…her eyes were focused on the spheres of fire burning ever closer to her, but her mind was somewhere else. Her mind was not hers anymore. And before she knew it, she sent her gust of power flying…but not over to the fire…

(Back with Irma)

The vine just kept growing higher and higher, and Irma's eyes just got wider and wider. And then she got an idea. Sending the earth beneath her rumbling, water burst forth…right under Cornelia. The vines were swallowed up by the ground once again as the guardian of earth lost her concentration and was sent up, up and away, as the stream of water just grew and grew and grew.

"Okay, you win! Now let me down!" Cornelia screeched. Satisfied, Irma lowered her to the ground again.

"What's wrong Corny? Can't take a little splash?" Irma said at the look of horror painted on her friend's face. And then Cornelia, mouth agape, pointed over Irma's shoulder. Irma turned around, and way too late, saw Hay Lin's barrel of wind heading right for her…

Throwing up her hands, she summoned all of the water she could, but it wasn't enough to brace her. The wind wrapped around her, suffocating her, lifting her practically out of herself and into the air, binding her, twisting her to the breaking point, up until Will realized what was going on.

"HAY LIN! STOP!"

Hay Lin looked at what she had done. Calling her power back, she flew over and caught Irma as she fell out of the sky, struggling to breathe, the purple tinge of bruises starting to form wherever there was a spare patch of skin. The other three guardians stood around as Hay Lin held her best friend and whispered, "What have I done…what's happening to me?"

Yay! Another cliffy! Lol im getting good at this! R&R as always, please!