Chapter 1

The young girl opened up her eyes, letting them adjust to the light.

'Wait! Light? I thought I turned off my lamp?' Moaning, she pulled the silk covers over her head to try to shield herself from the light.

'Silk,' she thought. Throwing the covers off her head, letting them land on her lap, the girl began to realize that this wasn't her room… Hell, she's never even seen this room.

"Where am I," she whispered to herself.

"Why, you're in my room," a voice answered back. She looked towards the source of the voice, and found a man, dressed in the most beautiful robes she's ever seen. With his platinum blond hair, ice-blue eyes, and tall stature, she knew this man must be of importance (and not to mention a total hottie).

"Phobos," she asked meekly. He smiled, glad to see her frightened. She narrowed her eyes, her courage coming back to her in waves.

"Then tell me where I am," she demanded.

"Where you are is none of you're concern," he whispered. His hands drifted to his robe, specifically the sash. Untying it, it dropped to the floor. The girl gasped, looked away out of embarrassment. He smirked. Her reaction is what he hoped it would be. It told him that she was still shy, a virgin in everyway possible. Strolling up to the bed, he crawled until he got underneath the covers with her. Scared, she pulled the covers closer to herself, trying her best to shield her young body away from him.

"Shh… I won't harm you," he told her, 'At least, not yet.' She looked at him, searching for any signs of lying. Finding none, she relaxed a little. He wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her closer.

"There now, nothing to worry about," he whispered in her ear. She tried not to laugh, as his breath tickled her ear. Not letting her guard down, she slowly closed her eyes and slept.

She woke up again, but this time in her own room.

'How,' she asked herself.

"Will, hurry up. You'll be late for school," yelled her mom. Sighing, Will go out of bed, getting ready for her day at Sheffield Academy.

Phobos woke up, disappointed that the girl was no longer in his bed. He got what he needed, and yet felt strangely lonely without her at his side.

'Stay focused. Remember why you are doing this,' he reminded himself. Oh how hard that'll be.

It went on like this for months. Will would fall asleep, go to that dream room, and see her man. Every time she was with him, she felt at ease. No one was there to judge her; no one was there to ridicule her. He made her feel beautiful, something that she's never felt before in her life. Every night, her astro form would be teleported to his room, and they would just lie on his bed, and talk until it was her time to go back.

"We can't keep doing this," she told him.

"Why," he asked. She looked up at him, and crawled on top of him.

"Because of our situation," she answered. He answered her by giving her hip a gentle squeeze.

"I think I rather like our situation," he answered seductively. Will blushed at his assertiveness.

"I meant, who we are. We're enemies." Phobos looked at her, seeing how this truth was hurting her. Not knowing what to do, he did the next best thing: he kissed her. But, somehow, this kiss was different. Sure they kissed before, but this…. This was mind-blowing. Passion, want, lust… All of these elements were mixed together in this simple kiss.

"I love you," Will whispered.

"No you don't," Phobos answered. Will looked at him in confusion, not understanding his reply.

"Yes I do." Phobos looked away, not daring to look at her in the eyes. Will, hurt, crawled off of him and teleported back to her real body back on Earth.

She loved him… She fucking loved him. He slammed his fist down on the armrest, frustrated that his plan's not going according to the way he wanted. Why? The answer's simple: he loved her back.

"This wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't suppose to fall in love with her," he answered himself. Frustration, rage, and hurt were all evident in his voice.

"My lord," came a voice. He looked up, and right in front of him was Cedric.

"I'm not in the mood right now Cedric. Just go away," he answered harshly. Cedric bowed, and left.

'Why did the gods curse me with this? I was suppose to seduce her, take the Heart, and then kill her. Now, I can't even do that. My whole plan just went down the fucking toilet,' he thought to himself angrily.

Will woke up with tearstains on her face.

'Why? Why did he say that? Doesn't he love me?' This thought brought more tears to her face. Burying her face into her pillow, the young girl started to sob uncontrollably.

A.N.: Hey. This is my first attempt at a W.I.T.C.H. fanfic. Be nice. More to come in the next chapter. Remember, NO FLAMES! Don't like, don't read and don't review. Thanks.