The Bunny that defeated W.I.T.C.H.

Chapter 1
Beginning

Chapter Description: The bunny makes his entry

Will Valen walked into the Pet Shop one bright Sunday morning in the middle of Spring. “Good morning!” She called out to Matt and his grandfather, who were both looming over one of the many animals in the store/veterinary clinic.

“Hey Will.” Matt called out, giving her a look that made her blush and melted her heart. The look she had been waiting for all day. Will smiled at him and walked over to see what the two men were paying so much attention to. On the slightly clean counter was an adorable little brown and white baby bunny rabbit which had a cute brown spot on its head that looked like a tiny heart.

"Awwww," Will said scratching the bunny’s ear, "Did one of the rabbit’s have her litter?"

Matt’s grandfather shook his head. "No, a woman with five babies came in earlier and said she couldn’t take care of animals and couldn’t take it to the wild and just brought him here. The problem is that right now, we don’t have any free cages and won’t until a shipment comes in tomorrow."

"Oh? And I guess you can’t just leave him down on the floor?" Will bit the inside of her cheek. "I doubt the puppies would kill it, have you tried putting the rabbit with them?"

"Yea, the puppies started to yelp and whine and the bunny just screeched at us. So bad, with in ten minutes the police came by and we had to take him out." Matt said rubbing his head as if the animal were still making the horrible racket.

"What about just putting him in a box?"

"He chewed or jumped out of everything we put him in," Matt’s grandpa said. "Oh, do you still have the cage you put the dormouse in?"

"I didn’t keep him in a cage, but I’ll take him off your hands for the day if you want." Will said and picked up the bunny by its foreleg pits.

"If it wouldn’t be a trouble, Will. Sure your mother won’t mind?" Matt asked.

"Oh, she’s been telling me to find something to cuddle ever since the dormouse had to get put to sleep. A bunny for the night won’t cause too much trouble.” She said in a mixture of emotions. Remembering her tiny companion caused pain, while the bunny twitched its whiskers made her giggle.

Later that day, “Will! Can you get that damn rabbit?! It’s chewing the curtains again.” Susan Valen called to her daughter. Will rushed out of the bathroom with a tooth brush still in her mouth and tooth paste foam dripping from her mouth, already in her p.j.’s grabbed that rabbit and finished brushing her teeth.

She returned to the living room, with a small dribble of tooth paste on the corner of her mouth. Susan sighed while grabbing a wash clothe that was in a clean laundry pile and wiped it off. Will quickly pushed her mother’s hand away. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Will! Don’t use that kind of language! I was just wiping off a little bit of tooth paste you missed.” Will mumbled out an apology, with the bunny still under one arm, scratching her with his hind legs, trying to flee. “I still don’t know why you couldn’t call me and ask if you could bring that animal here.”

Tossing her hair without any hands, Will rolled her eyes with the security of her bangs covering the deed. “You keep on saying that I could get a new pet, and Matt’s grandfather needed the rabbit to be gone for just one night!” Topping it all off with a cute, apologetic smile.

“Welllll, ok. Too late to do anything about it now. Next time please ask me before you bring anything else home. Besides,” Susan said pulling a little farther back from her daughter, “I hate rabbits.”

“Huh? How can you hate a face like this?” She asked holding the fur ball close to her face and wiggling her nose with its.

“Ugh! Just the idea of a man sized rabbit coming every Easter is enough for me to avoid the whole species.” Then Susan pulled in a bit closer to her daughter with a smile, “In fact, if it wasn’t for your father, Easter would be when we’d just spend the whole day in Church instead of chasing down hidden eggs, fasting instead of gorging ourselves with chocolate and candy.”

“And miss the cavities? No thank you!” Will said.

Susan shook her head, and then turned it towards the clock. “And what are you waiting for? It’s eleven! Go to bed!” She said waving her hands, shooing Will. “And keep that fur ball in with you!”

“Night, mom!”

“Night, sweetie.”

Inside her room, Will had newspapers all over her floor, and had a barrier made up of old blankets on anything chewable, like wires or wood, or childhood stuffed frogs. She placed the bunny on the floor, knowing if it were kept on the bed she’d roll in droppings during the night.

Will turned off her lights and gave a final yawn before plopping into bed and rolling up into her comforter and sheets. During same night, Will had an out of body dream. She saw herself sleeping. God, this is going to be a looong night Then something a bit more interesting happened. From under her bed, a man shaped bunny pushed itself out. Will could tell it wasn’t a costume because all the features moved. The whiskers, the eyes, and foot and a half long ears. It turned towards the sleeping Will, throwing off the covers and pinched her and her pajama top, pulling out a thread from it with its delicate hand/paws. Another strange thing was, she felt the pinch. The rabbit-man kept on pulling the thread until Will’s body was only covered by a small pink top and underwear. Slightly frightened at her own dream, Will saw the rabbit-man leaning down once more...And pinched her again, this time pulling a flesh toned thread from her very body.

The rabbit-man again pulled the thread, but instead of clothes deteriorating, Will saw her own body being pulled thread by thread until finally, there was a slightly less development Will laying in the bed. She felt a chill from a window she forgot to open.

It reached for Will’s skin once more, and pulled her body’s thread again. The thread traveled line from line into the rabbit-man’s paws, finally giving Will the sight of a completely undeveloped figure or possible ten or eleven. The rabbit-man turned and looked in the direction Will was peering down from, and winked at her. A terrifying shudder passed threw Will’s body, but this time there was no wind to blame it on. Will felt the terror of a child crawl through every pore, nerve, vein, bone, and organ of her body.

The delicate hand/paws grabbed a hand/pawfull of skin, and like a magic act, it pulled off the layer off age that Will had gained through the years, leaving the now smaller clothes still on her, giving her the appearance of five. Then the now feared paws grabbed at Will’s skin once more, at peeled off another three years, leaving little Will at the tiny and defenseless age of two. But as though this weren’t enough, it went back to its first method and pulled thread by delicate thread of Will’s very first years, finally a small, short delicate one.

Now, the creature of her nightmare, looked towards the spying Will’s direction once more, and if it weren’t impossible, Will could’ve sworn it was smiling. The monster the took it’s index and what could only be described as a rabbit’s thumb, and pinched the infant Will’s underwear, which now seemed to be made of an elastic material, and pulled, or stretched it up slightly, soon giving it the poofy appearance of a diaper, and to Will, it felt like one. Next, it stretched down the hem of her top and pulled it to the crotch of the diaper, creating a pink onsie of her previous nightwear.

The Heart of Kandrakar glowed from her night stand, and now Will feared for its safety too. Four blast of magic fired off from the jewelry and landed in the bedrooms of her friends and partners, each blast smaller than the last, giving them each similar experience.

At the house of a Ms. Irma Lair, the water guardian’s sleep was interrupted by an out of body experience just like Will’s.

Huh? What’s going on? Irma thought, even though she was trying to talk. And there it was the blast that came from the Heart settled into Irma’s body.

What the hell!?

Irma’s skin started to drip off her, slowly at first, but soon enough it was as though her skin were liquid and her insides were a solid surface, and the liquid poured down on to her bed.

Trippy dream. I have to pay more attention during dinner, I think my drink was spiked! Irma thought dazed. She could feel the skin pouring off her at great measurement. Then, with the bed completely soaked, Irma’s body was revealed as a two year old baby, still wearing her fourteen year old self’s p.j.’s.

Else where, another blast of magical energy entered the bedroom of Taranee Cook. After just a moment of hesitation, the blast entered the brilliant Taranee and her skin started to smoke, and caught on fire. The skin didn’t cook, but instead burned away into ash like paper or wood. The burning didn’t stop with her prepubescent self, but instead moved on to the rest of Taranee, until finally a three year old tot was left.

The little black Asian toddler started to roll around in the remainder of her skin, making some of it roll off her bed and the rest on her clothes and skin. The fallen burnt skin landed in a vent, which started to blow it into all the rest of the rooms in the house, while Taranee’s clothes transformed into their toddler counterparts, including Disney p.j.’s and a pink Disney pull-up underwear. The fire guardian, she who controls the strongest element, then relaxed and started to pee into her soft diaper while rolling in her burnt age.

Things were not looking well for Cornelia Hale either. As the blast poured through Cornelia’s body and cracked it as the earth looks like when it goes through a drought, but instead or lacking water, the crumbling body started to lack age. The skin cracked off and crumbled into nothingness, and the process repeated itself until a shivering Cornelia, the tallest in the group, was now shorter than Taranee, even though Cornelia had a year her senior.

The wind shifted and changed course through the rest of the night until meeting the second floor of a small Chinese restaurant that goes by the Silver Dragon. Inside the entered room lay a small oriental girl snoring. The peaceful enthusiast happens to be the fifth and final member of the Guardians of Kandrakar, and just so happens to be the original youngest until this very night.

Now Hay Lin will become a mere child herself with only the movement of magic’s physical manifestation. Hay Lin peered down at her body rather curiously when deepened into her dream state. A gust of wind then came through Hay Lin’s single, small open window, and all her skin, breast, pubic hair, and mature clothes were blown off her. The skin traveled deeper into the house while the rest disappeared. A goodnite now appeared on Hay Lin’s body, as did an alien themed nightgown on top of the five year old’s body.