Magic Winx! Rewritix!

Also, Awesome.

One chancy encounter, determining two separate time lines. Oh, which one would lead Bloom into meeting Stella, saving her from the ogre Knut. Once going left instead of right two new time lines created.

Instead of going to the park that sunny day in gardenia, Bloom decided to help her mother out in the flower shop. It had it's own tranquility, arranging bouquets for the clients and being surrounded by the hundreds of different soothing scents emerging from the flowers coagulating into a whole. The day went by uneventful.

That evening Bloom found herself confined to her room. Crushing boredom of summer got the best of her. Why didn't she fit in? How was she any different from the other girls in her class and why was she the victim of Mitzy's relentless scorn? Boredom led to contemplation and contemplation led to questions unanswered. Refuge could only be found in one thing and one thing alone. Her book about fairies.

Legend had it, or folklore depending on whom you'd ask, fairies once roamed the earth. Sightings of dubitable legitimacy were no real help either. This one book was her place to escape, something inside her clung to the legends and folklore. There had to be a reason why others regarded her as they did, or was it all just hatred?

Even her book led only to contemplation and with a sigh Bloom put it away again. She turned out the light and within minutes she drifted off to sleep but not a restful one. Keeko in his rabbit cage winced sensing blooms doubt and discomfort.

~Bloom, you must fulfill your destiny, you have missed the point of turning~ A voice spoke to Bloom in her dreams. A tranquil and soothing female voice it was. The image formed in Bloom's dream was that of a white and yellow glowing creature with elaborate clothing and unmatched serenity radiating from her. ~Bloom, the world of Magix needs you!~ The voice spoke again, but this time it sounded distorted and serenity was replaced by distress and fear.

With a loud gasp Bloom woke up, finding herself bathing in sweat sitting upright in bed and breathing rapidly. Her chest burned, her arms and legs tingled and her head felt cloudy. Keeko woke up as well, be it somewhat less dramatic but still enough to startle the blue rabbit. Immediately Bloom consoled her pet but failed to soothe her own mind which was racing.

She flicked her lights back on and sighed deeply. “This was by far the worst nightmare I've had in a very long time,” She said while she headed towards the rabbit cage to let Keeko out. The rabbit tilted his head slightly in response to what Bloom said. “I know you can't help me Keeko, but everything will work out for the best,” Bloom said and smiled.

Keeko did not react anything like Bloom had expected him to react and bolted out of her lap straight towards her book shelve. “Keeko, what are you doing?” Bloom asked wondrously while she got up and followed him to the bookcase. Keeko in the meanwhile jumped and pointed towards the book case. Somewhat stunned by this unprecedented intelligence the rabbit seemed to be showing Bloom looked at her book shelve. She didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Just her normal books for school and the lores of fairies, stories of long past.

Bloom couldn't figure out what the exited bunny was trying to tell her. She figured she might as well try to lift Keeko up to try to make some sense of him pointing towards her books. Immediately Keeko headed for a book Bloom hadn't touched in six years. And pointed even more excitedly now than he did while he was still on the floor.

Bloom picked up the book with one hand and carefully guided Keeko into her other hand before placing both on her bed. When she looked at the cover of her book she was stunned by what only could be described as utter shock.

On the cover was the exact creature displayed that had spoken to her in her dreams. For a moment she looked at Keeko and couldn't quite decide which of the two very weird things creeped her out more, the fact that a mythical creature spoke to her in her dream, or the fact that Keeko knew where and what to look for.

When she calmed down some more and sat down staring at the book another conflict rose. Every rational fiber in her mind was screaming murder against the intuition she was born with. “Where do I come from?” She wondered. She knew she was adopted, but that was pretty much the end of what she knew, nothing about her biological parents.

Flipping through the book glancing over stories read dozens of times. “What are you trying to tell me Keeko?” She asked desperately. When all she got was some tilting of Keeko's head she laid the palm of her hand on her forehead and sighed. “What did I expect...”

Mid sentence Keeko interrupted Bloom by once again pointing towards to book and urging Bloom to read onward. So she did 'You're taking instructions from a rabbit,' a small voice in her head stated causing Bloom to look a Keeko once again who immediately resumed his gestures urging Bloom to read on. 'Yes, I am taking instructions from a rabbit,' She replied to the voice in her head in a confident manner which rewarded her with a headache on top of everything else.

It was hard to focus on the book but she read. Despite the few hours of restless sleep Bloom didn't feel tired. The stories once again gabbed her and took her to lands unheard of and other dimensions completely alien from what she knew. Strangely she imagined herself more comfortable in those alien environments rather than on earth where she hardly belonged, or at least felt as if she didn't belong.

Bloom felt something she didn't feel in a long time, at least not since she hit early puberty. “Could it be? Or have been?” She mused softly towards Keeko. The rabbit had resumed his sleeping once Bloom had started reading and the only reply she got was a very soft and short lasting snore. She smiled weakly and continued reading. “So many people telling the same stories, they can't be all wrong, can they?” She wondered to herself. Immediately she thought of the many discarded stories of people arguing to be abducted by aliens. “No, it can't be. Magic isn't real and neither are fairies!”

Her angry exclamation had awakened Keeko once more and he looked somewhat agitated. “Sorry Keeko, I'll put you in your cage, I want to catch some sleep as well,” She said and guided Keeko into his cage. The rabbit quickly curled up on his bed of soft hay and drifted off to sleep. Bloom on the other hand took a while longer to fall asleep.

The next few month went by in a blur. Summer ended and the repetitive drone of daily routine took over once again. 'Still the same scorn, still the same feeling, I do not belong here,' Had become her mantra. Bloom became progressively withdrawn and uncertain.

A few days before Christmas when the break had already started Bloom was a hermit to her room. Her parents concerned for the well being of their daughter just entered and her father said: “Bloom, we can see something is troubling you. Please talk with us so we can help you. It hurts your mother and I gravely to see you like this,”

Bloom looked up towards her parents with hollow eyes. As if only the shell remained and Bloom as a person had vanished, or at the very least subdued. “I don't think you can help me,” She replied with her voice flat and unmoving.

“Bloom please, you have to talk to someone, if you can't talk to us then who's left to talk to?” her mother said while she lost the battle with her tears so one rolled over her cheek empowering her question.

“Do you want to know what's going on? Where do I come from and where do I belong?” She screamed. Bloom buried her head in her pillow and soft sobs escaped from her along with her entire body shocking in conjunction with the sobs.

“I don't think now is (...)” Bloom's father started but was immediately interrupted by Bloom saying relatively calmly: “If anything now is the best time!” As if she already knew what was coming.

Both parents looked at one another for a short period of time before they sighed a yielding sigh. Her father started: “Sixteen years ago at your birthday my fire brigade was called to a massive fire in downtown gardenia. Several multi story buildings ablaze, a fire unprecedented in it's magnitude for gardenia. We had gotten reports of people being trapped inside the building so before we could start fighting the fire we had to go in in order to rescue as many as we could. combing the entire building for survivors the report appeared to be false since we could find nobody inside. Then when the rest of the crew left I suddenly thought of one place I neglected to look and there I found you.”

There Bloom's father cut off the story but the intonation in his voice betrayed there was more. With Bloom hanging on his every word this didn't go unnoticed to her and she asked: “And?”

Her father bit his lip and looked anxious all of a sudden. Bloom looked questioning towards her father and blinked with her eyes a couple of times. Her father looked towards her mother who gestured him to continue the story. “Very well, You were completely unharmed and surrounded by this semi translucent orange hue around you. The most remarkable of it all was that you and the crib you were in seemed impervious to the blaze surrounding you. Everything burned and succumbed to this fire except for you.”

“Wait, What?” Bloom exclaimed and her eyes grew big as dishes. “You found me in a blaze with... something around me... like a forcefield?” She asked with several pauses since it simply seemed too incredible to believe.

Bloom's father shrugged. “Well, by lack of any better explanations, Yes,” he said. It seemed as if he himself wasn't quite believing his own story.

“If you're going to lie to me, then at least have the decency to think of something better than me being in a fire protected by a magical forcefield. Or do I have to remind you of the hundreds of times you've told me magic isn't real!” Bloom spewed. Her dad visibly taken aback by the violent reaction coming from Bloom.

“I'm not lying Bloom!” Her father replied calmly but emphatically. “I did find you in that fire, something told me to take care of you and since that day no such thing ever happened again. So me and your mother thought it best not to mention it.”

Bloom sat on her bed with a blank expression but her eyes didn't seem as hollow anymore, something had reignited the spark within her and once again she could tap into some of her resolve. “This raises even more questions,” she said calmly and slowly while looking towards her parents hoping they could tell her more.

Blooms father shook his head. “Unfortunately those question I cannot answer, I've got those same questions dear Bloom, but please, know we love you very much regardless!”

She finally found her smile again, the first in weeks and stood up to hug both her parents. “I know you love me, and I love you very much as well!” She said. The hug lasted for an unknown amount of time and in complete silence. Feelings took over the conversation that started with words and finally Blooms former mantra shattered. “I do belong here, even though I don't!”

To Bloom it didn't matter her new mantra was an oxymoron, it simply felt right to her. She belonged here where she was with her parents, yet she didn't belong at this place as a whole. Her interest in fairies was reignited and once again she found herself buried deep in books about fairies. She purposely avoided the main stream fairy tales and instead looked for old references and stories of actual sightings of magic being practiced. How little she could find was disappointing but somehow her intuition told her not to stop looking.

One night after countless hours of reading through the umpteenth dead end she fell asleep while still wearing her clothes and her lights still on. Turmoiled dreams had begin to torment her progressively often and this night would be no exception. She dreamed about 4 girls at some kind of school, and they learned about magic. But they were in grave danger she could sense. This being the dozenth time she dreamed about exactly the same made her discard coincidence or just a nightmare repeating itself, not now she knew magic was (could be) real.

One girl wore an orange outfit and had hair gold as the sun, long and flowing. She wielded a staff and seemed to shoot bright rays of light. Another girl wore a pink outfit and had a pretty tanned skin color, pretty working both ways in this instance and long brown flowing hair. She seemed to be controlling plantlife around her. The third girl wore a purple jumpsuit and her magic made her think of computers for some reason, though that combination didn't quite work inside Bloom's head and finally the last girl wore a red attire and seemed to be specialized with sound waves and music. Always these four and none other. What did it mean and who were they?

She didn't wake up from her nightmare, she didn't wake up the second time it had come, she wanted to know, she wanted to ask those girls the burning questions she had yet in her dreams she was unable to reach out to them. Those dreams did cause a headache every time she had them. Not a normal headache when you get stressed or are sick, this one was different. More localized and sharp.

Now spring announced itself and frosted lands yielded to make place for the plants to flourish once again. It was a gray morning in march and atypically cold. It felt like spring's early work could be undone by a massive blizzard. It was gusty as well which didn't help combined with the cold.

Bloom walked to school on her own. Thinking back on her most recent dream and those girls she kept seeing. Yes they had wings which was odd, yet somehow it felt familiar. Suddenly her surroundings seemed to darken some more, and the wind picked up slicing straight through Bloom nearly instantly chilling her to the bone. A shiver of both chill and fear ran over her spine and resulted as a shudder through her entire body.

“This isn't right,” She said to herself. She was the only one in the street walking and shy for the sole car that passed every couple of minutes the street was deserted. Except for the rushing wind nothing made a sound which caused an eerie atmosphere. “It might start to rain or snow any minute now,” she said again to herself as she took a brief look at the sky. Roiling black and gray clouds showing a restless sky. What was going on?

That final question was answered rather quickly when a ray of pure light split the clouds open for just a brief moment until it hit the earth and vanished again. Intrigued as well as scared she slowly approached where the light had come from and landed on the ground in someone's lawn. A circular spot of brown grass contrasted itself strongly from the green around. “Light?” She wondered towards herself and looked straight up into the cloudy sky.

Again the clouds parted but all she could see this time was the air itself being distorted until it crashed down on Bloom. The sound nearly split her head in two and left her ears ringing with a buzz. The brief moment Bloom had to look up she could actually identify the girl in pink she had previously seen in her dreams. “What?”

“This can't be real, I must still be dreaming?” She said out loud as much a statement as a question. The thick clouds had obscured vision of what was going on up there again. Her ears still softly buzzing from the blast of... something... she took. A car passed while Bloom scrambled upwards again and they looked somewhat concerned. She quickly waved to them indicating she was okay.

Seconds later she already forgot the car and her mind was set on finding out who those girls in the sky were. She now was certain she was hit by a sonic blast and she saw the ray of light. That couldn't be coincidence, could it? She had not seen anything from the other girl in her dreams but that had to wait since the other three she identified were more imminent.

When nothing seemed to happen anymore except for the wind to become over more erratic than it had been and the temperature dropping another five degrees Bloom got somewhat angry while she shivered. Now convinced there was something more than just regular weather going on she shouted: “What is going on here?” at the top of her lungs.

The lack of answer angered Bloom and again she screamed “What is going on here?” this time accompanied with a rather rude oath. Before she had the time to get angry at another lack of response Bloom found herself frantically dodging Icicles a meter tall and a tip sharper than a needle. Finally she got pinned between the icicles and one was heading straight for her face, a certain kill shot.

Bloom had a quick moment of resignation and accepted her fate. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply. Surges of fear and panic rushed through her But she couldn't do anything anymore. The same split second when she resigned herself she also felt a surge of power greater than ever before. Her eyes snapped wide open and it was as if liquid fire coursed through her veins. Everything around her seemed to slow down. With a ferocious scream she released herself from the icicles that had pinned her away from the path of the fatal blow.

When Bloom regained her calm she looked around and found herself hovering several feet in the air. Panicked she flailed with her arms and legs frantically trying to find solid ground which seemed to be futile. Again a couple of seconds were needed to regain her calm. “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!” she shouted even louder than before. At the same time an orange blast seemed to emanate from Bloom and expanded. The clouds were repelled by the burst and now Bloom could finally see what was going on. Four flying girl whom she recognized, three other girl that seemed to levitate rather than fly. Both groups looked at Bloom with the same expression. Bloom was able to read the question on everyone's mind: “What just happened?”

“Oh lord, another one of those Pixies, have at it Darcy,” the middle one of the group sneered. She looked like the leader, her presence unmistakable. Darcy in the meanwhile fixed her eyes on Bloom and seemed to focus for a brief second followed by what seemed a needlessly convoluted hand motion. Bloom suddenly saw her nightmare again, the distorted image of the mythical creature that had spoken to her in her dreams, her voice now sounding deep, full with anguish and sorrow, radiating failure into Bloom who teared up under the powerful enchantment spell.

When Bloom looked up she noticed Darcy flung away by a powerful ray of light emitting from the golden haired fairy. “Let's go, We'll deal with these annoying pixies some other time,” she who appeared to be the leader said and as soon as she was finished talking they disappeared.

The four girls she recognized approached her. “That was some major Winx there! Who are you?” The golden haired fairy asked.

“I'm Bloom,” she replied and then examined all four of them briefly. 'Exactly like my dreams,' “Who are you if I might ask?” She asked timidly, not wanting to get caught by more magical spells aimed in her direction, she had quite enough of that for the moment, or forever as much as she was concerned.

“This is Flora,” the golden haired fairy pointed towards the girl with tanned skin and pink attire, who in return smiled and waved kindly towards Bloom, instantly consoling her and putting her at ease. “This is Musa,” She now pointed towards the girl in red who looked somewhat apologetic. “This is Techna,” The golden haired fairy pointed towards the girl in the purple jumpsuit who simply waved with her facial expression just giving a slight hint of a smile. “And I am Stella, princess of Solaria!” She finally finished. “Nice to meet you Bloom,”

“Sorry about the sonic blast that hit you, I only sensed you after due to the resonance in magic, I knew from that moment you were a magical creature!” Musa said and looked at Techna for some reason unapparent to Bloom.

“We need to get you to Alfea as soon as possible Bloom, You're not safe here!” Techna said and urged the others that fraternizing could be done later. “Faragona had sent us here to examine a magical disturbance, now we know what it is,”

“It?” Bloom asked somewhat perplexed. “Now can someone please tell me what is going on here? Because I fear I'm starting to lose it!”

“No worries, everything will become clear to you once we get you to Alfea, you'll have to trust us deary,” Flora said kindly still with the kind smile on her face.

“But what about my parents? I cannot just go to a place I don't know with people... ehhm, fairies … What is going on?” Bloom said, confusion now reaching its maximum.

“Calm down sweety, we can come with you and explain a lot to your parents, among other things where you come from!” Flora said.

“Shall we talk while we walk home then? I mean, this is a lot to chew and I'd like to have some solid ground beneath my feet again,” Bloom said and chuckled somewhat awkwardly.

The others seemed to appreciate her resolve because they all laughed and helped her to the ground. Once landed Bloom immediately reverted back to her usual form and panted slightly. This endeavor had put quite a strain on her. “What are we going to tell my parents?” Bloom asked.

“Everything we have managed to find out,” Stella said and smiled optimistically. “I'm sure they'll understand.”

Bloom hummed softly indicating she couldn't share Stella's optimism. Her parents were regular earth folks who didn't understand magic at all. Bloom herself didn't understand it even and she appeared to be brimming with it.

On the way home the four fairies explained to Bloom a little about her heritage, that she is in some way connected to Domino, and might even have something to do with the near mythical power called “The Dragonfire.” Yet there was a great measure of uncertainty in those statements, only vague prophecies and some drivels of information Faragonda had entrusted the girls with. Most likely the bare minimum to convince someone.

Arrived at home the entire thing was explained to the parents again. To convince them they needed to transform once again. Blooms parents were awestruck with the manifestation and Bloom smiled. 'I did not belong here, I knew it,' But her parents didn't need to know how she felt about earth, she had always felt like she belonged with them and probably she did.

“Bloom, I know it might be hard, but I think you should go with these girls,” her father said. “Ever since I found you in that inferno the way I did, I knew you were special, and now this.” Blooms mother nodded in concurrence.

“Then it's settled, I'll go with them to Alfea, and learn all about this magic. But I will come visit you guys the first chance I get,” Bloom exclaimed enthusiastically and hugged her parents fiercely. “Thank you for everything mom and dad,” she whispered softly. Eventually the hug broke and the other four girls, now reverted back to their normal human form stood waiting while all carrying a determined smile.

And so Bloom's Journey to Alfea started. Destiny always finds a way to get to you, whether you turn left or right, decide to look up or down. Each time line leading to your destiny. So did Bloom's.

(The canon thing is Stella saves her father from the dragon and gains her Enchantix after the disastrous events of the day. What’s changing is exactly how she gains the power and the beastie she fends off. The original sacrifice being that she’d used all her magic to fight off a dragon in order to save her father. In my opinion? That was severely lacking. Also the rubbish about Radius falling back under Cassandra’s spell after she left him to fall was utter trash. So the canon is being altered here.)

Stella walked slowly toward the sip her eyes focused on the long locks of Bloom and Aisha. Her heart was heavy with guilt. Today had started off so well. It should have stayed that way she thought bitterly to herself as her slender hands balled into fists.  

Her head jerked upward as the echo of familiar male voice cried out.

"Daddy?" She whispered and shot into the air without a moments hesitation. The voices of her friends called out to her but she ignored them.

Stella's shimmering wings beat frantically as she flew faster than she had ever done in her entire life, blonde pigtails streaming out behind her like a banner in the wind.

The crimson armoured hydra advanced on the man lying terrified on the grass, looming over him as it prepared to strike. A fierce growl escaped the beasts throat and it raised a clawed limb, the man stared up at the raised limb, one of his arms coming up in an attempt to protect his face. The claws came down and king Radius rolled out of the way

Stella stopped dead in front of the Hydra and glared daggers at the dark colored beast.

“You will not have him!” She snarled and slammed her hands together, magic pooling between them and after a split second light began to shine through the gaps between her fingers. The shining fairy pulled her hands apart, the small orb of light cupped in them growing bigger and brighter until it exploded sending the Hydra crashing to the ground.

“Daddy. Are you alright?” Stella questioned, turning to her father who beamed at her in turn.

“Thanks to you my sunbeam” her father replied and bent down to pick up his crown which had fallen from his head as he’d rolled away from the Hydra’s strike. Upon standing back up his expression hardened and he pulled the gleaming sword and slipped into a battle stance.

Stella turned in mid air to find the Hydra had not been beaten by the magical blast. Its scaly body was smoking slightly and it looked beyond furious as it bared three mouths full of sharp teeth at her. The blonde sucked air into her lungs and stared at the approaching hydra, her courage was failing her and all she wanted to do was run. Her body trembled and she clenched her fists as she turned her gaze to the floor, tears threatened to make themselves known.

‘Stella. My darling angel. Never forget that you while you are predominantly fairy of the sun, remember that you are also fairy of the moon.’ A gentle voice echoed in Stella’s mind.

“Mom?” Stella whispered. A tear did escaped her eye then and she closed her eyes for a moment before they flashed open. New light gleaming from within. “I call upon my birthright as fairy of the shining sun and the gleaming moon, lend me the power to win this fight” the golden fairy chanted, arms rising toward the sky.

Radius stared at his precious baby girl as she began to glow with an ethereal blue light.

“This time monster. You’re going down and staying down” Stella told the hydra which merely growled menacingly at her. “Guiding moon burst” she cried and sent a spherical shaped magic blast at the hydra which merely shook the attack off and charged toward King Radius.

Radius stood his ground, expression fierce as the beast came ever closer. One mouth opened to reveal impossibly sharp teeth which glinted in the light of the moon. Two different pairs of golden eyes widened in horror as the hydra roared and spat a ball of gleaming liquid at Radius.

“DADDY, NO!” Stella half screamed and threw herself in front of her father, charging her magic as she did so and throwing her hands out; sending a full powered beam of mixed celestial light to smash into the hydra. The blast throwing the beast backward and smashing it into the side of the palace

Radius could only stare in horror as the liquid splattered over her; turning her usually orange outfit black as night and staining her vivid blonde hair. A hoarse scream escaped her lips and she collapsed to the floor. The golden fairy writhed on the floor, emitting pained noises every so often.

A whimper escaped her throat as Radius gently grasped her clean hand.

“Daddy, it hurts” she mumbled softly as she blacked out from the pain.

Radius gently scooped his daughter up and held her close not caring that acid smeared on him. A dear dripped from his eye, then another and another until the strong and wise king of Solaria was crying in public uncaring of who saw.

“Oh my Stella, my beautiful angel of light. How could I have let you do this?” He sobbed softly and rested his head against the unconscious form of Stella. Radius was so far past caring he didn’t even notice five girls skid to a halt nearby. He didn’t see them gaze in horrified sadness at the unmoving form of Stella cradled in his arms.

He placed his bright baby girl on the floor for a moment before moving to unhook his cloak in order to cover the wonderful young woman who had saved his life. He was stopped by a cocoon of soft gold and blue wrapping around his darling Stella and lifting her into the air.

When the light uncoiled it revealed Stella hovering just above the ground. New wings fluttering strongly as she smiled at her father. Her beautiful skin however was marred with angry red patches.

Radius reached out and Stella took his hands with her own.

“Oh my darling angel of light. I’m so proud to call you my daughter, not only did you save my life. You also gained your enchantix powers.” He told her albit tearfully.

Stella merely smiled sadly at her father for a moment before gently grasping the small container that hung from a choker around her neck. In order to pull it off and lightly tip out a tiny amount of the fairydust contained inside. She breathed in and after a moment, tossed the fairydust up into the air so that it sprinkled over her like snow falling from the sky. She could literally feel the dust hitting red raw patches of skin and the light stinging sensation as the skin healed.

All at once she was ambushed by all 5 of her best friends in the entire magic dimension. They laughed with joy and admired her new wings along with giving their congratulatory remarks. The happy moment was disrupted all too soon, when shouts from the royal guards entered their ears.

Quickly hugging her father she gently kissed his cheek and flew toward the ship. Wings beating frantically.

On the golden balcony of one of the many rooms in Solaria's royal castle, stands a fairly flaxen woman, with worry in her eyes. Why worry though? She's watching the stars. What could go wrong with stars? After all, they are magical in a way. 

"Mom, you've been staring at the sky for hours! Come inside for a bit!" Stella, her daughter, enters her mother's room. With a shake of her head, she lets her golden hair flow freely, just to give a sign to her mother that she should leave the balcony and join the rest of the family.

"I can't Stella...something is wrong in the universe. I can feel it." Queen Luna says, as she places her hands on her heart.

"Oh come on mom, what could possibly be wrong in the universe now? Can't you leave the issue for the universe itself? I'm sure he could use some space to sort his priorities." she said, with sarcasm in her tone.

Luna closes her eyes and turns back to her daughter, placing her left hand on her head. "Maybe you're right. It might be just a false sensation." she says, as she smiles and lightly stretches her well-formed body. "I guess I could use some time with you guys," she said.

"Excellent! Now come along mom!" Stella said, as she drags her mom outside the room. 

The queen couldn't help but take one last glance at the sky with a worried look before closing the door behind her, shut.

After several hours, every family member heads back to their rooms, ready to end their day with a comfy sleep.


Queen Luna gently changes into her sleeping gown, then quickly slips into her bed. 

Several moments pass silently, but Luna is restless. Her face turns blank as she expresses a body vibes indicating she's about to do an action-filled movement. "I know you're there," she says, with a flat tone.

Upon her saying these words, a clash of magical blasts occur. Luna stands up in her bed, shielding herself from the magical blast that seemingly came from nowhere. The fight wasn't to last long, though, for it was a trap. Just as she used her shield, the magical zap that attacked her suddenly froze her shield and instantly made it wrap around Luna.

Having heard a wild noise coming from the queen's room, almost everyone nearby rushes into her room. 

"The queen!" One of the peasants yells, as they notice her being taken away inside an energy bubble that is being dragged away magically from the balcony.

"Someone wake up the princess!" One of the screaming voices rises, to inform of the priority of this situation to Stella.

One of the peasants runs through the halls, trying her best not to trample by her wavy dress's movement as dashes to Stella's room.

"Princess Stella! Princess Stella wake up!" the peasant yells, as she shakes the Stella violently.

"No mom...I don't want to go to school.." muttered Stella.

"Princess Stella please focus! Your mom has been kidnapped!" the peasant yells.

"My mo-" Stella pauses after her mind processed what she was just told. Her mother, the one person who understood her better than anyone in Magix, is gone. She's been kidnapped right under Stella's nose. Her mind begins to race with frantic thoughts. 

How did it happen? Why wasn't it prevented? Why did they go after her mother? What did they want with her? A sudden need to see the crime scene for herself rushes through Stella's blood, making her spring out of bed. She dashes past the palace worker, out the door, and towards her mother's room, desperate to see for herself.

Upon arriving at the room, she notices it empty; barren. No signs of her mother anywhere. "Mom..no.." she says, with a lugubrious tone.

A new morning arrives, full of sadness and gloominess throughout the planet.

Stella was sitting alone inside her mother's room on the bed, trying to find any trace of Luna's motherly feeling. She clinched the bed sheets on herself, while shedding a small tear that eventually dripped down on the ground.

"Yuck!" a voice mutters from nowhere.

"Who said that?!" she said, as she jumps from her place, alarmed that someone is already inside the room.

"Show yourself! Princessly orders!" she commanded.

As soon as she spoke, a small figure appears under the bed. It had visibly long, leaf-shaped ears shimmering on the figure's head. The figure fully emerged to be shown as a small, innocent-looking elf. 

"H-hi. I'm sorry to disturb you..it's just that your tear fell on me and it tastes hori-" 

Before the elf was to continue, Stella gives off a shriek of disgust as she jumps to the nearest chair she found in the room. 

"No matter what you do stay away from me!" she yelled, as she points her fingers with fear at the creature.

The little creature gave a confused look, and quickly assures Stella he means no harm.

"Relax, princess. I'm just an elf. I came in peace." he humbly said, as he bowed down. "I made my way up to this room for I had knew it's the queen's."

Stella takes a moment to realize what the little creature had said. She dismounts off the chair and slowly approaches the elf. 

"Aww, aren't you the cutest little thing?" she said, as she lifted up the elf magically by her finger so their height level matches.

"How did you end up under this bed?" she questions.

"I- I'm Snirpy, I came from Mytternite, the planet of elves, to warn you about something is horrible going to happen. We have information that Phullian, an evil and powerful elf, aims to kidnap Queen Luna of Solaria to use her powers for his evil purposes!"

Stella froze in her place for a moment after she'v heard what the little elf had just said. She was trying to process the idea that her mother was kidnapped by an evil elf that aims to use her for his deeds.

"My mom...he took my mom to use her powers.." she said.

"You mean the queen is already kidnapped?! Oh woe is us! We'll be doomed! The whole magical universe is doomed!" he yells, as he walks in circles.

"What does he even want with my mother this Phullian guy?! What are his goals?!" she demands.

"We don't know, princess. But we suspect he's going to use the queen to unlock the ancient power of Harmonix! It's said that Harmonix contains the essence of magic itself and who has access to it will surely become invincible!" he said.

"We have to stop him and rescue my mother! Where can we find him?!" she said, with determination in her voice. She couldn't back up on this, it was her own mother she needs to rescue. 

"But what can you do to stop Phullian? You can't stop such an evil power!" he exclaimed.

"Who said I'm going to do it on my own? I know five other hands that can help!" she said.

Stella gets in contact with the Winx telepathically, to inform them quickly of the mission she's going on. Communication with Bloom was impossible; she was in Domino preparing to be crowned the new princess of Domino.


The five Winx soon gather in Alfea, with the consent of Faragonda. 

Faragonda fixes her glasses on her eyes, as she turns her head to the Winx.

"You girls are going to embark on a great journey. The planet of the elves is long forgotten of since millennia Plural of millennium ago," she states. "I had never heard of Phullian, but I advise you girls to take extreme caution when you're there."

"Don't worry miss Faragonda, we got this." Aisha says, as she pats Stella's shoulder with a warm smile crossing her face.

Stella places her hand on Aisha's as a sign of gratitude for trying to cheer her up.

"Don't worry Stella, we won't let that elf touch a hair of your mother! I'm sure we'll rescue her in time," Musa comforts. "Besides, we're the Winx! We've totally got this!"

"It's good to see you've got the spirit girls, but that's not enough to open the portal to Mytternite," she states. "Flora, Tecna, please come next to me." she orders.

"In order to open the portal to the planet of the elves, a powerful magic of nature and machinery, which easily could apply to your technology magic Tecna, must be combined." she said.

"All right, are you ready Tecna?" Flora said, with self-confidence.

Tecna hums up in agreement to Flora as she stands next to her.

"Focus your energy on opening a portal to Mytternite. This is a difficult conversion spell, but I'm sure you two can do it." she said.

The two form beams of energy in one direction that conjure with each other. At first, the spells take some time to accept each other, but eventually they combine and form the portal to the elves' planet.

"Ready?" Stella questions the group.

"Let's do this!" Aisha said.

"Let's go!" Flora enthusiastically speaks.

"We'll save Queen Luna!" Tecna exclaims.

"And we'll make sure that Phullian guy gets what he deserves!" Musa reassuringly states.

As soon as the girls arrived in the planet, with little Snirpy along, they notice how destructed the mini houses are. The whole planet..it's surrounded by death and its smell. The skies appear to be naturally red by its atmosphere, and negativity seems to be surrounding the whole planet. There are stains of, possibly, blood on almost everywhere the Winx are stepping in.

"This is horrible..." Flora gives an impression of disgust as she notices all the dead plants around.

"This planet is totally destroyed..there are no signs of life for miles away.." Tecna adds in.

"Snirpy, where can we find Phullian? Do you happen to know where he is?" she questions.

"You don't have to worry princess...Phullian will find us." he said.

Stella raises an eyebrow at what Snirpy had said, "Then let's get a move on." she demanded.

Doesn't she feel any sympathy towards this dead planet or its inhabitants at least? Why is she so blunt? Tecna whispers to Aisha.

Give her some time.. she's just very stressed that her mother is kidnapped. It's not easy for her you know. Aisha whispers back.

I guess... Emotions were never a thing Tecna understood properly. It'd be rare if Tecna understands or takes into consideration others' feelings. After all, she doesn't know how to express her feelings properly.

"I can take you into my village if you want, princess Stella," he offers.

"I thought this planet was dead though?" questions Musa.

"Phullian had murdered the majority of us elves for as long as we know. We're not sure how old he dates to, but we're sure he's been on the hunt for our race since at least three thousand years ago. Only few of us are left on the planet. Our village is assumed to be the largest commotion of elves on our planet." he explains, with a little sorrow in his voice.

"How cruel!" Flora exclaims, showing signs of sympathy.

"That's just horrible..how could he do such thing?" Stella questions. Stella's fear grew very large now.

What if...what if he murders my mom?! What if he hurts her...I..I don't want anything to happen to my mom! I won't forgive myself if anything wrong happens to her!

Stella takes a deep breath as she stops moving for a moment, noticeably leaving the group behind her.

"What's the matter Stella? Are you all right?" Flora stops walking as she rotates her head to check on Stella.

"I'm fine...it's just..I'm a bit worried at my mother." Stella says.

"We know you're worried about your mom, Stella. But there's no need to act tough and shun yourself away from us!" Musa says, as she approaches Stella.

"We're all here for you, Stella. Don't think for once we don't know what you're going through. We're going to rescue your mother and beat that evil elf guy." Aisha said, with a light tone to try and cheer Stella up.

"The probability of this mission failing is less than 1.4738% Stella! You'll see, we'll save your mom and everything will be all right." she said.

Stella couldn't help but smile at her friends' warm words. She even shed a small tear that circled on her cheek. "You guys are the best," she says, with a big smile on her face. "You're the best friends anyone could ask for." 

The five girls form a circle in which they all hug each other. Snirpy even decides to join and hugs Tecna's legs.

The Winx soon arrive at the village of Myst, where the surroundings seem to change to show more vital signs around.

"Here we are, the village of Myst. My home." Snirpy says.

Elves that were either near or far gather around the Winx to take a closer look. They had never seen such tall creatures on their planet, not to mention how surprised the elves are by how shockingly beauteous the Winx are.

Snirpy communicates with the elves with frantic actions and movements that are followed with a mix of loud and silent hums. 

"What is he doing?" Stella questions.

"It looks like he's communicating with his people. Every civilization and creatures seem to have different language and means of communication." Tecna smartly fills in.

"They don't understand your language, but I do. I was blessed with the magical ability to communicate with any creature by thoughts. You're merely thinking I'm talking, but in reality I'm allowing communication of our thoughts."

"Brilliant!" Tecna exclaims. "How didn't I think of that before? That explains how you're barely moving your lips.

Before more words were said, a new elf, dangerously injured and hurt, pops up while waving a book in his hand. Snirpy and the other elves communicate with each other with their seemingly ritual dances and movements. It seems to be an important book, for they stirred up a lot of tension in the air.

Snirpy takes the book in his hands and shows it to Stella.

"This is Phullian's diary! My friend, Arctenllos, found it dropped in the woods, supposedly near where Phullian used to live," he explains. "Quite possibly it fell from him while he was carrying the queen!" he exclaims.

Stella receives the book from Snirpy, but hesitates to open it. She's afraid she might discover something hideous about her mom. What if he wrote plans of her murder? What if it's better to be left unopened?


The girls all look up to Stella with eagerness, a sign that she should open the diary and read it aloud.




That's a fairy tale for you, and a precious lesson for me. For I have learned dilatory opened my eyes to realize I was ruining the planet I vowed to protect from any harm. But my actions were in vain....

"A-"

Before Stella was able to continue reading, a giant, purple-blue-colored worm appears from the ground. It launches its deadly piercing canines at the Winx and random elves.

The Winx immediately chant and transform into their Believix, attacking the worm with all its might.

"Where did this thing come from?!" yells Stella.

The worm causes trouble in the village more than it aims at the Winx, causing Flora to feel weak from the plants being crashed, making her an easy target.

"I..I can't keep up anymore!" Flora exclaims, as she distransfigures and lands on the floor. 

Suddenly, the giant worm appear from underneath Flora and swallows her whole. It was a scene the Winx, nor the elves, would easily erase from their minds.

The worm seemingly disappeared, and the Winx distransfigure and land on the solid earth.

"Flora...," Aisha says, in a very faint tone. "Flora...is dead.." she said, as she leans her forehead on a tree and starts crying.

Tears drip down from Tecna's eyes as she stands still, still in a shock from what had just happened. Musa and Stella hug each other, with sad tears rushing like the water's flow from both girls.

Aisha, driven by anger and sadness, fists her right hand and delivers a straight punch to the floor, causing several morphix waves to form and ripple around randomly, but disappear without causing any harm.

"We must avenge our friend!" Aisha exclaims, with tears flowing from her eyes. Flora's death shall not go to waste! We'll avenge Flora and destroy the real cause of all this trouble!" Aisha vindictively exclaims.

"Phullian is going to pay for this!" yelled Stella, with tears flowing from her eyes.

Musa and Tecna both remain silent, they'd rather embrace her death in a more tranquil manner.

The Winx transform again into their Believix, and fly, carrying Snirpy, suspiciously silent. 

"He will find you...," whispers Snirpy. "That worm was his doing. I'm sure of it. Never have such creature existed before." he informs.

Stella's eyes get teary as she bites on her teeth from the news, eventually letting her eyes shed several tears that strike the Winx on random marks on their bodies.

Suddenly, a giant harpy appears in front of the Winx.

"Well, where do you think you're going?!" intrigues the harpy.

"Back off! We've got no time to deal with beings like you!" yelled Tecna.

"I'm very afraid I can't allow you to pass, my dears. You see, Phullian is very busy and he doesn't want any interference." she speaks, with a sassy tone.

"The only one here who will get busy is you!" Aisha exclaims. 

With that said, Aisha and Stella both unleash a Believix spell on the harpy, delivering a powerful magical blow towards the harpy's destination. 

To the dismay of the two Winx members, the harpy appears to be a mere illusion. The Winx give a confused frown at what just happened, but are shocked from a sudden sky strike.

The real harpy appears from above the sky, launching her claws at Aisha. 

"Let go of me you giant flying bird!" Aisha angrily shrieks at the harpy.

The two have a semi-fight in the sky, were Aisha is falling at a rapid speed and can't ditch the harpy's weight off of her along with the scratches and blows she's receiving from her.

Seconds after this short, mere-seconded fight, which seemed to last for minutes, Aisha was struck on her head by a giant rock. The harpy disappears from sights, leaving Aisha in a blood pool of her own. The remaining three Winx members embrace the scene with fear. Not knowing what to do, the three let out a shriek of fear and sadness, for that was a horrifying scene for the eye.

Musa lands down and catches Aisha's body, as if she's hugging her. She let's out an ear-deafening scream, filled with sorrow and pain. 

Stella fell on the ground, letting out her cries of sadness, as Tecna, with Musa, tried to find any remaining traces of life in her body. It was as if the two were about to rip the body of the dead dark-skinned girl for any vital sign.

Once they knew nothing was working, the three Winx, in unison, swore vengeance for the two dead Winx members.

The three let out loud shrieks of misery and agony, for they shall have their revenge.

The three Winx, filled with tribulation and anger, suddenly oversee an abandoned mountain, with a giant cloud of negative energy surrounding it. 

"There!" Snirpy said. "Rumors have it that Phullian's lair is surrounded by monstrous clouds of evil! But none who ever visited or had the chance to saw lived to tell the story. It must be true then, that's where Phullian is."

"It's payback time." the Winx with a unified language spoke.

As the Winx flew to the lair, they were encountered by a deadly dragon that seems to be in the size of a building. 

The Winx use their best spells, with all their power and might to defeat it, and are succeeding. The dragon, however, is of much larger size and strength.

"Solar storm!" Stella yelled. "Harmonic attack!" followed Musa. "Mega Watt!" ended Tecna with their trio of spells. 

The spells left a great impact on the dragon, so much that pink smoke formed around him. 

Suddenly, after the smoke was clear, the dragon let out a great roar as he zapped his way towards Musa.

He flew rapidly around her that he cut her wings to shreds, as she let out yelling screams of pain. He wasn't satisfied by her wings themselves though, he had to actually fly from beneath her and swallow her in one gulp.

After what had happened with Musa, the dragon disappeared.

Stella and Tecna had nothing to say. Their tears already dry, their words already known and spoken. The two storm lair of Phullian, driven by spite and vengeance.

"Show yourself Phullian! We know you're there!" exclaimed Stella.

"If you won't show yourself to us, we'll bust in your entire lair!" yelled Tecna.

A sudden clash of metal spikes appear from above Tecna. Without her notice, she is crushed under the metallic spikes, ending her life as the other Winx.

Stella had let out another scream, yet weak, for she had yelled and cried in this day more than she ever did in her life.

"So you've finally made it I see." A very crippled elf, using a cane to support his movement, walks in front of Stella.

"A...are you Phullian?" Stella asks, with blank space on her face and dried tears upon her cheeks.

"Yes I am, young fairy. Well I'm sure you have lots of questions in your mind now, so let's answer them shall we?" the old elf suggests.

Stella doesn't flinch, she simply continue hovering over the ground.

"You see Stella, we elves have the very essence of the power of Harmonix. A power that contains the fabric of life in the magical dimension. My plan? To murder every elf in existence so the power of Harmonix cease to exist. That way...hell will break loose..havoc will be around..unbalance and wars and injustice will fuel around the world of Magix!" he exclaims, trying to remain calm.

"But..why.." Stella questions, "Why did you kidnap my mother? What have she got into all of this and why you want to cause this mayhem in first place?" she continues.

"Why?" Phullian asks. "Why I kidnapped your mother? Because it was the only way to attract you here, the guardian fairy of Solaria. For I need your shining powers to counterbalance my evil. No power shines brighter than yours, for mine is the dark reflection of it. If Harmonix ceases to exist, everything will be gone. 

But if I can balance it, with an opposite element, in this case you, everything will be fine. And the elves will be free from this curse that has befallen on us for millennia, for we are trapped in this planet to ensure the safety of the Magical Dimension! For we hold the power of Harmonix, and if we ever get hurt, the Harmonix power will weaken and ruin the essence of life! But for I'm not that cruel. 

I don't want such an ending. I want to end the elves' curse, so we shall be free from this planet. Of course, it requires the sacrifice of all the existing elves, including me, but for I have created a spell that'll start a new generation of elves!" he explained, as he heavily breathed afterwards.

"My source of power...you want to kill me so you can obtain the opposite power of Harmonix?" she questions, still in a shock trying to collect what Phullian have just said.

"Yes," he replies.

"My source of power...comes within my mother.. for she's the true light of my energy..f she's dead..you can't do any of this anymore.."

Snirpy, who was silent all the way, opened his mouth in shock, so did Phullian. 

"I'm sorry mother..but it has to be done." with that said, she waved her hands and fired her most powerful beams of magic at her unconscious mother's body, ending Queen Luna's life.

After this act of hers, Stella levitated in the air, she was absorbing new power, a new transformation. For she had gained Lovix. A transformation earned by the act of sacrificing your true loves to save the lives of people. She was worthy of this transformation, for anyone who'd kill their mother would truly deserve to obtain this transformation. 

With that said, she used her new powers to defeat Phullian, restoring peace around Mytternite.

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"Stella! Stella stop crying, Stella!" 

A whole lot of voices seemed to vibrate around Stella, for she seemingly was crying and won't stop it. She had returned from her simulator training trip in Alfea, for today's lesson was saving your beloved ones with any power you want. 

"Stop crying Stella what's wrong?!" several voices vibrate, for they had no idea what she had just experienced.

"Stella I'm Brandon, I'm here with you stop crying! Someone do something!" he said,  with trepidation in his voice, for he had noticed she wouldn't stop crying for the world.

Apparently, a 25 year old Stella decided to return back in time to use her Lovix powers with a brand new form, but alas, it didn't go as a happy experience.

What could have possibly gone wrong? What is it that ruined such a normal practice day? 

Nothing. But a mischievous pixie, that's curious what certain buttons can do can cause more trouble than you think. Especially if her name was Chatta .