Gonna try this out, so it might be a bit sketchy or whatever, but if you like the story, then jump along for the ride! It's gonna be an exciting twist, (I hope). Also, I've only seen a little of W.I.T.C.H, so don't go hating on me please? It's only going to have the whole 'guardian' situation thing in relation to the show.

Prologue

The Prophecy Foretold

Wolfram's eye twitched irritably as he heard Yuri yawn for what seemed like the twentieth time that morning. Yuri rubbed his eyes sleepily, returning back to his paperwork as Conrart Weller and Gunter von Chryst stood beside his desk.

"Honestly Yuri, if you're going to be like this during the day, you should get more sleep at night!" Wolfram exclaimed, irritated by the other youngsters tired behavior. Yuri frowned, glaring at the blonde.

"I would if someone didn't keep sneaking into my bed and kicking me off every night" Yuri retorted back in a whisper. Wolfram turned to give him the evil eye, making Yuri flinch, returning to his paperwork quickly. He could hear Conrart chuckling behind him, covering his mouth so he wouldn't be too loud. Yuri glared at him halfheartedly, then continued on with his paperwork. Wolfram huffed to himself, looking away. The door then squeaked open slowly as a small face peered into the room.

"Yuri! I thought you'd be in here! Can you take a break? I'd like to go play with you outside!" Greta asked as she stepped into the room, followed by a lady with long, red hair. She smiled confidently.

"Surely His Majesty can take a twenty minute break, right Gunter?" Anissina asked, putting her hands on her hips. Yuri glanced up at Gunter, seeing him debate the decision carefully. Gunter sighed, smiling down at him.

"Of course. When Princess Greta asks me, how can I refuse?" Gunter responded, which resulted in Yuri jumping up to his feet and running to Greta, picking the girl up in a hug. She giggled happily, asking Yuri to lift her up higher. Yuri chuckled, placing her down and then squatted. Greta jumped onto his back immediately, clinging to his neck tightly. Yuri held her legs, then made a dash for the outside courtyard.

"Hey! Wait for me! I'm her father too!" Wolfram exclaimed, running after them as quickly as he could manage. Conrart chuckled, glancing at Gunter as he chuckled as well.

"If only every day was this peaceful, right Gunter?" Conrart asked, seeing Gunter nod in response.

"I'm not sure if this is correct, I still need to run tests on it, but according to one of my magical devices, an earthquake is supposed to hit us sometime soon" Anissina informed the two men. Both of them blinked in shock, looking at each other then back at her.

"Please continue testing it out Anissina, and let us know when you can confirm this" Gunter asked, seeing Anissina nod.

"Thank you… and please keep this secret from His Majesty, I don't want him panicking if we're not sure" Conrart advised, seeing Anissina glance at him curiously.

"That's strange, I thought for sure you'd want His Majesty to know. But very well, if that's your wish Lord Weller" Anissina stated, exiting the room. Gunter turned to glance at Conrart, concerned.

"Conrart…" he whispered, seeing the man turn to give him his daily, reassuring smile. Conrart waved an arm to the door, signaling for them to follow Yuri out to the courtyard. Gunter reluctantly followed his lead, heading out the room and walking down the hallway that led to the courtyard. They saw Yuri sitting on the edge of the fountain, Wolfram sitting nearby him, and Greta running around happily, picking flowers and creating a flower crown. Conrart smiled, watching the scene play before him.

"Things couldn't be any more peaceful…" Conrart whispered to himself. As if the heavens were against him, Conrart Weller had just jinxed himself.

"Ramala, the time has come… You must travel and find the guardians. The barrier between good and evil has wilted to the point that we can no longer maintain it. Take the sacred sword and the Heart of Asgre, and find the guardians of Water, Wind, Earth, Fire and Heart. Find the men that you have dreamed about for so long with your third eye" stated a man in a white cloak and long white beard. A woman was kneeling in front of them, her incredibly long white hair touching the ground as she knelt in her red and white priestess kimono. She opened her reddish pink eyes, the colour matching the turned over eye tattoo that marked her forehead.

"Yes Wise One, I will do as my part commands" Ramala responded, lowering her head once more in respect. The Wise One gave her a gentle smile.

"Raise your head child. You have lived for a few hundred years, I guess I shouldn't be calling you child anymore. When you meet the destined five, I want you to guide them. Especially the Heart, he will be the most unstable one of all of them. He will need your guidance, and perhaps you could receive the solace you've been searching for since your birth" The Wise One stated, seeing Ramala glance up at him, hope shimmering in her eyes. The Wise One closed his eyes as if in thought, before raising a hand. A black and purple portal morphed behind where Ramala knelt, making strange noises as it cut through the fabric of time and space.

"That portal will lead them to you my dear. For now, you must dress appropriately and transport this stuff to them. Time will not wait any longer" The Wise One finished, seeing Ramala nod her head gently at him. She rose to her feet, turning and walking back to her chambers.

'So the chosen time has arrived… I have to meet the requirement of my destiny, and find the five chosen guardians that will settle the world's balance' Ramala thought to herself, changing out of her kimono into a black leather, tight one piece suit, some black knee high, high heeled boots and her favourite black cloak she used for stealth missions. Ramala was no stranger to danger, fighting and stealth. She knew her way around a sword and she knew how to camouflage.

"Lady Ramala? Are you finished preparing? The Wise One cannot keep the portal open much longer…" a priestess of the temple asked through the wooden door. Ramala turned, walking to the door and opening it. The Priestess nodded her head when she saw her, leading the way back to the main chapel where the Wise One and the portal awaited her. Ramala stood in front of the portal, swallowing the saliva in her mouth as she rethought her strategy time and time again.

"My dear, you will require these… Please, take care of them, the universe depends on the safety of these two objects" The Wise One stated, stepping towards Ramala, holding a sword horizontally in his hands. The blade was wrapped around in a beautiful red silk scarf, the hilt a beautiful intricate design of gold, rubies and emeralds. Small diamonds lined the other gems, bringing out the colour and intensity of the stones. Ramala held her hands out, receiving the beautiful sword in her hands. The Wise One then pulled a necklace off his neck, holding the ends out to place it around her neck. Ramala bowed her head, feeling the Wise One lean forward, clipping the clasps together. Ramala glanced down at the necklace she had seen since her birth into this world of nothing but a temple floating in the galaxy. The stone was a gorgeous light blue, other shades of blue swirling around inside the stone as if little fish were inside, swimming around and trying to get out. A silver swirled casing held the stone so it remained attached to the thick chain. The Heart of Asgre.

"Wise One… I will guard these items with my life…" Ramala swore, frowning in determination. The Wise One smiled gently at her, cupping her cheek in his hand. She gave him a puzzled look.

"You were once a small child, running the halls of this temple like it was your personal playground and now you have grown into a beautiful woman in the last one hundred and fifty years. You're still so young though, but even after all this time, I still consider you my daughter despite not being related by flesh and blood" The Wise One stated. Ramala blinked in shock, not having expected him to ever say anything like that. She smiled sadly at him.

"You act like I'm leaving forever. I'll return one day, I promise" Ramala said, seeing the Wise One nod at her. She lowered her head in thought, then turned, stepping into the portal, disappearing in a poof of black and purple smoke. The Wise One looked down sadly.

"I would look forward to that promise, but it will never come true… Farewell Ramala" The Wise One fare welled, lowering his head, a single tear falling down his cheeks.