A.N. You reviewers can really break my heart. I just lost a fan with these last two chapters, and the story just gets sadder from here on out. This is just an independant chapter on Alex's new life.

I am free.

I was in hell, but now, now I'm back, and badder than ever. He cannot stop me now.

My name is Alexandra Margarita Russo. I was trapped, cursed to live in a limbo designed by my corrupt brother, Justin. There is so much I could tell you. The various forms of punishment he came up for me, the things he made me do, the things I made him do.

And the worst of it is not over, yet.

I... I know what I hvae to do to stop him. I have to give up. Even if Justin loses his powers, and loses his political standing, he is still one of the most brilliant depraved minds that ever lived. He is like a rabid wolf, and I am a cat with a hunk of meat around my neck.

Currently, I need informants; individuals that will help me seize control once I take my brother down. I know what has to be done to stop him. The pain that those who love him must put him through.

I love him. That is the worst part. After everything, I recognize that Justin can be loved. And I am not strong enough to kill him, to hate him. I have to win with love. Crumbs made that obvious to me when he found me.

He has taught me how to fight without magic. There are ways to beat magical creatures.

I look at myself in the mirror. The figure there is the definition of femme fatale'.

The leather hugs my curves criminal, and the heels... oooooh Mammi, they give me a 'hotter that hot' look. The biker chick worked for me.

After gawking over my new look, I slung my trick pack on my back. Crumbs charmed it for me. It would hold everything I needed, and keep me safe too. It is Gucci too!

Justin keeps his secrets close. He went through the effort of moving the family lair underground to protect it. He set monsters around it to protect it from interferance. (i.e. people like me.) This just goes to prove that pranking your nerdy brother is a skill that lasts a lifetime. Justin set monsters because he understands them, because he is one.

He should have known better. I take out the werewolves with some pepper. They will not remember what I look like, and with any luck their noses will never be able to find my scent. Mason taught me that.

A vampire foolishly rushes me. Stupid vampire, I hope you like pumpkin pie.

(SPLAT) A tentacle monster comes up. Well, I'm no asain schoolgrirl, I am ready to take it down. My cheerleader training takes hold. I twist and turn, and twirl. In seconds the tentacles are all tied up.

Yeah... I rock!

More come. Justin was smart, he chose monsters that were hard to stop. He is thinking like a monster hunter, it is what he knows. I am not here to hunt them, I am here to cut off his connections to the Wizard World.

I slam a wrist down and sprint to the bottom of the steps. It is pitch black in here. My brother is counting on fear to stop me. It was foolish. Too many horrible things have happened to stop me now. I wait. The portal hums.

I pull a monkey wrench out of my pack. Sometimes simple things work. It jams the portal. Even my brainiac brother will need help to fix this.

My eyes get used to the darkness. They adjust in time to freeze my heart. A book lays on a counter nearby. Even as the monsters circle me, the most terrifying object in my world is a breath away. The goosebumps rise on my neck.

It is the journal.

It is my hell, and I am back in it. I was so stupid to come here, to endanger everything. I have literally fucked myself here.

Then I see the way out. The portal. Let them try and catch me when I get back to the Wizard Council. I dare them.
But there is something I need. The journal is in my hand. If only the creatures around me knew what it was for. The howl ignorantly trying to catch me. I leap through the portal just as it breaks down.

I grab my former prison, and curle up in the mist. When I was a young wizard, it felt so cold... now...? It is so warm, so pure.

I stare at the object.

I am free.