She stood looking at a mirror. It had been twelve years but it took three to realise something was wrong. She hadn't aged a day. She was still her perfect nineteen-year-old self. Not a hair out of place, no signs of aging. She felt anger rise in her. She threw the mirror aside, shielding her face as at shattered into a million pieces.

'Is something wrong?' came a smooth voice.

Take it away.

'I don't understand.'

Take away the glamour. I want to see how I really look.

She felt his hand on her shoulder. With one sweeping movement he reformed the mirror.

'I don't need glamour. This is you.'

It's been twelve years since I grew.

'Ten.' He whispered.

She gasped. An image flashed through her mind. A strange wind one night ten years ago that swept across her body. A spell she'd mistaken for a lament.

What…

'You'll never age again. You're not immortal. But you'll never grow old. You want this, don't you?'

Yes but…

A tear ran down her cheek. She had heard so many screams in the last few years. To think that one had been because of her. He turned her to face him. His lips pressed hard against hers. They travelled slowly up her neckline until they were by her ears.

'I would sacrifice the world for you.'

-xXx-

He stretched out his hand. Sand flew out making a pool of dust.

'Interesting.' He murmured.

-xXx-

She sat watching as the snake like creature slithered in. She raised an eyebrow as she read the panicked expression on his face. Surely the fool would know not to bring bad news having just delivered good news this morning. She looked at Phobos and smiled as his mouth twitched.

'Report.'

She laughed silently to herself, enjoying the panic increase. Lord Cedric was large and tall but in front of Phobos he looked insignificant. She savoured his reluctance, has he flinched slightly.

'The rebels stole some supply's.'

He flinched again at the look on Phobos face. She was enjoying every moment.

'And you let them escape?' whispered Phobos

'Not intentionally, they were in my grasp but…' he stuttered.

Pathetic

Phobos raised an eyebrow. Cedric continued his incoherent stuttering.

'We have successfully captured the rebel leader.'

The guards dragged in a young man. He was younger than her. He struggled in vain. But what stunned her most is that he looked like her. Human. But from Meridian. How many humans still stayed here? Did the portals still exist? Her eyes saw his torture as he was flung against the walls but her mind raced with unspoken questions.

Please.

Phobos stopped and allowed the prisoner to be taken away. His eyes flashed towards her but he turned his attention to Cedric.

'The guardians may be a problem.' Whispered Cedric.

'The guardians are old women.'

'Not so they are now young girls.'

'So the crystal has passed on a new generation, this could complicate the search for my sister.'

Cedric made to speak but Phobos shook his head. The guards left. She watched his eyes blaze. Then she understood.

Very well.

She walked away trying not to show the hurt in her eyes. But she knew he'd feel it. She walked out to an empty room and leaned over the balcony. Meridian was nothing more than a land of shadows. No more light, just a dark shroud sapping the life force of others. This world was still suffering. After twelve long years. Rebels had risen, making futile attempts to stop him. She was not blind, she saw the monster. But she could also see past the monster. Besides people are not born evil but rather made that way. She sighed leaving the room and moving towards the garden. The roses now stood tall and high. Majestic. Like him. She sat down and watched as the gardener slowly, with precision, pruned each rose. He suddenly stood up and hurried to the other end of the garden.

'Foolish people.'

Brave all of them.

He didn't reply.

Is there something your not telling me?

He tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, his hand slowly tracing her cheekbone as it moved down. A slight shiver ran down her spine but she kept eye contact.

'There are something's you shouldn't know.'

She glanced at the gardener again. He stayed by these roses because of his wife and child. She would never understand him and, if he were to meet her, he would not understand her either. But they shared something. Dedication to the ones they loved

-xXx-

The girl had red hair, short and straight. Her face swam in the pool in front of him. She was holding some kind of trinket. It was pink and glowing, illuminating the young girl. Her four companions stood around her entranced. A blonde, beautiful as the shining suns, a small brunette, cute and perky, and two with dark hair, one thin and pale, and the other shy and sun kissed. Elara smiled at their stunned faces. But her smiled vanished as she saw the intense anger etched upon his face.

'Guardians of the veil.'

So young.

'Is that an excuse?' he growled.

She flinched at the harshness of his voice. She lightly touched his shoulder but he shrugged her off. She knew their fate; she knew everyone's fate. Except her own.

They're stronger than you think.

'They're humans.'

As am I.

It was his turn to flinch. He seemed to forget some times. When it came to each other they never looked pass how they felt.

'This will all end soon.'

No it begins.

With the slight movement of his hand the faces moved away. He pulled her face up to his, kissing her lightly.

'Will you hate me when they die?' he whispered.

No. I will never hate you.

'Everyone dies and still you love me?'

Improbable but yes. By the way you should capture the redhead.

Cedric and Vathek entered. They talked about the plan. Elara stood memorized by the faces swimming in front of her. It was the beginning of the end.

Seriously this is based on the Tv show. I hope I did ok with this but if I didn't really sorry. I'm trying not to change the storyline but I think I might alter a few things.