So over the past few months I've been checking out the show W.I.T.C.H and I instantly fell in love with it!

The characters are fun, the action is great, the story (especially in the 2nd season) is fantastic and like everyone else I desperately wanted more after watching the last episode.

But anyway, I love the idea of continuing it through FanFiction and I decided to write a little something that was a deleted scene-esque kinda story. Takes place in between the last two episodes of the 1st season.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Don't own W.I.T.C.H, cause there would be waaaaay more seasons if I did.

W is for Will

In her 13 years, Wilhelmina "Will" Vandom found that certain things came easier than others.

Swimming, getting on her mom's bad side and even obtaining leadership over a group of protectors known as the Guardians of the Veil.

Under most circumstances, sleep was usually one of the things that also came easily to the Keeper of the Heart. But on this particular night, the young redhead found that getting to sleep was as easy as deciphering Algebra.

To say the day had been crazy would be a strong contender for the greatest understatement in history.

On top of Jeek, who everyone at the time thought was Blunk, nearly handing the Heart of Kandrakar to Cedric, her crush Matthew Olson had also stumbled upon the portal and ended up in Meridian.

Thankfully, Will had managed to recover the Heart, put Cedric and his army on ice (quite literally in this case) and rescue Matt from any danger.

The possibility of their friends and family discovering their secret lives was always a what-if scenario that haunted Will. Matt in particular was one she worried about the most. In the past, she often thought about what would happen if he ever discovered her true identity. Often, her imagination would paint the picture of Matt looking at her like she was some kind of freak and walking out of her life forever.

On this particular day, though, her nightmare became a shocking reality when she saw Matt's head peeking out from under the snow. Thankfully, the latter half of her worries turned out to be complete fabrication. Matt had not only accepted her calling, and stayed by her side through and through, but had also promised not to tell anyone her secret. Though he was stumped at how he could explain the idea of parallel worlds, giant human/snake hybrids and magical elemental powers to the average person.

Ultimately, these circumstances should have made the young leader fall asleep easily. But the constant wave of fear and anxiety in her brain kept that from happening.

Elyon's coronation was still only two days away. Both she and the rest of the team were still no closer to warning Elyon of her brother's true intentions or just how they were going to save her.

Being in a leadership position, Will was also worried about the safety and well being of the others. Growing up as an only child had left her with no brothers or sisters to play with. And her past life in Fadden Hills had given her little to no friends to hang out with. It made her feel like she would be alone for the rest of her life.

But over the past few months, she suddenly had four new friends that were more or less sisters to her. Friends that helped her time and again on the battlefield and helped her relax back on Earth. Every sleepover, movie marathon and even classes at Sheffield all seemed better when her friends were close by.

The thought of anything bad happening to them, especially in the inevitable battle with Phobos, scared her more than any horror movie could ever do.

Glancing at her clock, Will saw that it was 1 am. She had been laying in bed, and staring at the ceiling, for over an hour.

Realizing that her mind was only going to get deeper down the rabbit hole of anxiety, Will lifted the covers and placed her feet on the floor. She turned to face the bed, got down on her knees and grasped her hands together.

Will's family hadn't always been regular church goers. She remembered how her parents used to put her in a dress, something she still despised, before heading to the Sunday service. But after her parents divorced, Will and her mother found themselves attending the service less and less. Will often wondered if her mom's belief in God was shattered when she caught her husband with another woman.

If you were to ask her if God existed, Will's answer would indicate that she was on the fence about the manner. While she liked to think that there was some higher being in the universe, there was always a shadow of a doubt as to if it actually existed

But on this particular night, and with the constant fear of the upcoming days looming over her, Will cast her doubts aside and began to pray quietly.

"Dear God, I wanted to say thanks for everything you've given me so far. I mean...I may not have Cornelia's lifestyle or anything but I still have a roof over my head, a mom that loves me...for the most part and friends that I wouldn't trade for anything. I also wanted to say thank you for getting Matt got out of Cedric's grasp in one piece and for him accepting my duties as a Guardian."

Will's slight smile soon vanished as she got to the crux of her prayer.

"But...I also just wanted to say...I'm scared about what might happen in the next few days. It feels just like yesterday that we all found out about our powers and were down practicing by the bridge. And now...we have to help lead the Rebellion so we can prevent our friend's twisted brother from draining her powers. I mean...what if Phobos and Cedric are more powerful than we think? What if I don't know what to do in the heat of the moment? What if something goes wrong during the attack and one of us..."

Will stopped when she realized her face had become wet with tears. She wiped her face with the sleeves of her pajamas before continuing.

"I've finally found a group of friends that truly care about me. They don't care about how well I do in school or whether or not I've kissed enough boys...like back home. They care about me...the real me. And now they're looking up to me, as a leader. I mean sure I've eased into it alright and I've felt myself become more confident in battle...but sometimes I wonder if it was the right choice. I mean...Taranee does better in school than me, she could probably formulate a strategy faster than I can."

Will stopped for a moment to take a few deep breaths.

"But for whatever reason the Heart chose me to lead this team. And...all I ask of you is to give me the strength and the courage to win this battle, save Elyon and restore peace in Meridian. But if you can't do any of this...please let nothing bad happen to my friends. If anything bad were to happen to them...I would never forgive myself. It would hurt me more than anything Phobos, Cedric or his army could ever do to me. Please protect them more than anything else and let us be able to kick Phobos's ass into the next dimension."

Will felt a smile grow on her face as she said the last part. She was about to finish when she suddenly remembered something.

"Oh and please make sure my mom finds someone, as long as it isn't Mr. Collins. I can't imagine how awkward that would be to see my teacher both day and night. But I know my mom has been through a lot and cares about me, even if it usually means grounding me, and I just want her to be happy. So please let her find happiness and make her understand my calling if ever she were to find out about me and the rest of W.I.T.C.H. Amen."

Will felt her eyelids grow heavy as she finished. It was like her brain, a giant tub filled with fear and uncertainty, had finally pulled the plug and allowed its contents to flow down the drain.

Will glanced over at her nightstand and saw the Heart of Kandrakar glowing softly in the darkness. She always felt an odd sense of calm whenever she was close to the mythical jewel, especially when she slept. It was like every keeper of the Heart before her was placing their hands on her shoulders and whispering: "You've got this."

For what felt like the first time in months, Will felt herself being able to breathe again. She remembered opening a fortune cookie at the Silver Dragon with the fortune reading:

"Worrying is like praying for what you don't want to happen."

It was something that always stuck with her, and became all the more clear at this particular moment.

She knew that she could worry about all the negative outcomes of the upcoming battle until the cows came home.

But another part of her knew that worrying would accomplish nothing but create what-if scenarios. What mattered now was the present and knowing that the outcome was truly in their hands, and that no matter what it'd lead to, they wouldn't go down without a fight.

But for now, she simply let her eyelids close and her mind enter dreamland.

And that's one down!

Of course I'll be doing this with the rest of the girls. After all, can't have W.I.T.C.H without I.T.C.H. XD

Until then: Peace!