W.I.T.C.H.: The Fall of Meridian Ch3

A/N: Alrighty then, I would like to thank all who have reviewed this Fanfic and seen all the flaws within it. First off I'd like to apologize to CCRox4Eva. I'm sorry that I said Caleb died, I guess I haven't written about this fanfic for so long I forgot. I would also like to apologize to JanessaVR as I seem to have offended her, since she never wrote back, or replied to me. I'd also like to thank XV-Dragon and is friend Draco for all the reviews they have given me. They give me courage to go on . And Lastly I'd like to thank Sokai for putting up with me in all those convo's we had. Enough Chit Chat! Time to conclude this story! Read and Review Por Favor!

We found this journal… right after the attack. We didn't know she kept one on her. But we found it, and we read it. I wanted the memory of Cornelia Hale to live on. So I'm going to finish what Cornelia started.

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As in the last entry we were going through this Jonathan Petersburg's office looking at the files relating to Black Magic. We could not believe that anyone would use a civilization as target practice. It was un-believable. It was… evil. We all decided right then and there that we would permanently shut down MJ-12 because of the threat they possessed… because of what they did to Meridian and Elyon.

So we began to plan what we would do to stop MJ-12. Unfortunately we did not have enough information to hunt down MJ-12 to stop them, so we decided to explore more. We needed names, addresses… we needed information that would lead us to the people responsible for all of this.

We agreed to split up and meet back at Jonathan Petersburg's office in one hour. So we did. I myself didn't find anything, but Taranee and Will did. They found a full listing of the 'Board Members'. They were the ones who were responsible for Majestic 12… the ones who were responsible for the fall of Meridian.

We were tired after our foray so we decided to rest. Cornelia went off into a corner of the room away from us. We figured that she was feeling kind of bad and wanted to be alone for awhile, so we let her be.

We had been resting for about 15 minutes when the room was blanketed in a flurry of micro-explosions. Boards on the crates splintered and cement dust filled the air. The sound was deafening, the explosions sounded in a rapid chatter, as if they were machineguns that you always see in the movies… only it was.

Hay Lin quickly sent out a wave of omni-directional air that not only cleared the room of flying debris but also stopped the gun fire. We were all still stunned, but were quickly recovering as what we soon realized was a large group of men stood up again.

They were all dressed in black, their head's covered by strange looking devices. Slung around their shoulder's was straps that held up mean looking guns. But I didn't notice this until later when I could think about it. There wasn't enough time.

Taranee reacted quickly by hurling balls of fire at a group of them near her. All but one dived out of the way of the flame, the unlucky guy who caught the ball of fire was consumed in a blaze.

Will kicked her foot into the groin of another who doubled over in pain. She hit him over the head with a board that had come loose from a crate in the fire fight. He was down for the count.

I reached down within myself and felt the familiar joy of water, and found a readily useable source, the fire suppression system. Streams of water broke forth from the sprinkler heads and whorled about smashing into various bad guys. One of them leveled his gun at Hay Lin and was about to squeeze the trigger when a tentacle of water sliced through the astonished man's gun. He was knocked over the head with the board that Will was using as a temporary weapon and knocked out before the pieces of his gun even hit the floor.

Will had made quick work of two more guys while Hay Lin's tornados of air cleaned up a few more. Taranee had melted several of the guns of the bad guys into heaps of slag.

Then it all stopped. Our attackers were either killed, knocked out, or had run away. There was no one left. We were all congratulating ourselves on a job well done when we realized something was wrong… Where was Cornelia?

Our hearts froze as we all turned as one to the corner where she had been.

"Cornelia!" I heard someone shouting. Distantly I realized the shout was issuing from my own mouth. There underneath a fallen and splintered crate was Cornelia. Her head was turned away, her blond hair wind tossed from Hay Lin's blasts of wind. The crate covered most of her slender body, crushing it with unknown contents. The crate must have fallen over in the fight.

We were all instantly by her side. A weak groan issued from Cornelia's mouth as she turned her head to face us.

"I…" she tried to talk before Hay Lin stopped her.

"Don't talk Cornelia! We're going to get you out of here!" Hay Lin's voice was a hoarse whisper. Cornelia only slightly shook her head in response.

"Bring justice to what happened to Elyon… and tell Caleb I love him…" She managed to say before life fled her body. We all were shocked by what had just happened. The scene before my eyes became wavy and distorted. Then I realized that there were tears in my eyes. Cornelia died… never to walk this earth again.

It was too much. We all just kind of sat there, for a long time. I could hear the painful sorrow of the others. Everything had happened so fast, it was… impossible. But reality took firm hold and we knew it was possible. We had let our guard down for just a moment and then… gone…

I'm sorry that I can't explain this properly… but words will never be able to describe that moment. We all had felt as if a piece of us had died with Cornelia. First Elyon and now her too. When would it end?

Slowly, we all began to collect ourselves and move. Taranee and Hay Lin helped me lift the crate while Will pulled Cornelia out from underneath it. That is when we found this journal, Cornelia's testimony to Meridian's final days and the pursuit of Justice. Will kept the journal with her for safe keeping. Taranee and I picked up Cornelia's body and we left the facility.

We had no idea of where to go or what to do. We then realized that we had to tell our Parents about the Guardianship, about Cornelia's death and why she died. The rest happened rapidly; Hay Lin called all the parents and told them to meet us at the park. Hay Lin also called Caleb and told him to meet us there too.

We made it to the park and laid Cornelia's body down on a bed of leaves. Then all of our parents arrived and found us in our Guardian forms. They also found how mature we looked unbelievable. The scene would of almost been comical, had it not been for the gravity of the situation.

We began to explain to them everything. From Hay Lin's Grandma Yan Lin giving us the Heart of Kandrakar to the epic battles we fought in Meridian. We told of Elyon and how we were trying to save her. Then we told of the fall of Meridian.

It was after we told of the incident at the facility did we show our stricken parents Cornelia. Mr. and Mrs. Hale rushed over to their fallen daughter, grief emanating from all the parents. Caleb stood speechless off to the side, unable to comprehend what happened. First his queen, now his one true love. As Mrs. Hale hugged Cornelia's lifeless body, Will opened a portal to Meridian with The Hearth.

Some of the parents took a step back at the swirling blue vortex that was a passageway to Meridian. Hay Lin went through first, followed by Taranee. The rest of us got our parents to follow them. Mr. Hale picked up Cornelia's body and with his wife at his side, walked through the portal. Caleb dejectedly walked through after them, his foot steps heavy. Will and I were the last ones to go through.

On the other side we found ourselves not that far from the hill where we buried Elyon. We traveled there and took in the ruins of the city. The sun was close to dusk and light slanted down casting long shadows. Elyon's tomb looked the same way that it did when Cornelia herself first created it. The only difference was a rose bush had sprung up at the head of it and there were blooms blossoming all over it.

We dug Cornelia's grave and laid her body to rest. It wasn't as grandiose as Elyon's, but it didn't have to be. Caleb had found some stone rubble and with Will's help had engraved upon it:

"Here lies Cornelia Hale, Earth Guardian and best friend to Elyon. She strived to seek justice for Meridian and final peace for all. May her memory endure for all time.

As soon as we placed the capstone upon Cornelia's grave, lilies began to grow giving life to the torn earth.

"Cornelia, Rest in peace. We will find those responsible and ensure that they are punished for the terrible deeds they have wrought. May you find Elyon on the other side." Will said, staring off into the sunset that streaked the sky with deep purples and vibrant peach colors. "Caleb, she wanted you to know that she loved you."

Caleb looked up from where he was standing and replied, "I know… I loved her too."

Granting Meridian, Elyon, and my fallen friend one last look I began moving back to the portal. I was followed by the parents and the rest of the guardians. There was nothing for us to do but to return home. On the other side of the portal we changed back into our normal forms and Will closed the portal.

All our parents hugged us and held us tight. All except for Cornelia's parents who had no one to hug.

"Guys, can we talk real quick?" I said to the rest of the gang. Everyone nodded their heads and we headed off to a little huddle on the side while our parents talked amongst themselves.

"Okay Irma? What is it?" Will asked being the leader she had grown into.

"I would like to ask for a few things, if you all don't mind." I said biting my lower lip. Will nodded for me to continue. "I want us to finish what we started, to punish those who took Elyon and Cornelia away from us."

"Well, that is the plan. We still have names for all the people who were on that board. We will find them and bring justice to them." Taranee said, as if on auto pilot.

"And finally, I would like to be the safe keeper of Cornelia's Journal." I said as my last request. This everyone agreed to, surprisingly enough. I would of thought that maybe the wouldn't let me as I was the jokester of the group. But I couldn't find anything to joke about anymore. Will handed me the journal and we all broke from our huddle. We went to our separate parents and they took us home.

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So now I sit here in my bedroom writing this. I feel as if I've aged to a very old age. The sorrow I've experienced has drained my proverbial battery. I hope that someday we will bring justice to those who committed these atrocities. But right now I need sleep and time to think. I hope that those of you who read this will remember all those who have fallen. I hope that one day Meridian will be a place filled with life and light.

The future is largely unknown but we will continue to place our right foot in front of our left. It's all we can do.

- Irma Lair

A/N: And that is the 3rd and final chapter to W.I.T.C.H.: Fall of Meridian. Yea! My first complete story! Idk if I will write a sequel to this one… but I've already got some idea's in my head.

Please read and review this chapter, I need to know what I need to fix! Thanks!