Main Author: Swiftriver(who is not a registered member, only wishes to be known as Swiftriver): I own the main story idea! And we do not own Winx Club!
Author's Helper's note(Lilac blossom): Okay, hello everyone! Since I didn't come up with this, I decided to let the main author have the first words.
Ahem.
So, we do not own Winx Club.
I don't own the original idea for this story, nor do I own Skya or Ms. Sorri, or maybe more characters in the future. I DO own: Sora, Delia, Raven, Eli, Riton, Zyra, Allia, Hope, Mona, and maybe future characters. But Swiftriver owns Shayla and Mona's looks.
The original story has been changed by the helper, Lilac Blossom. It has been modified, so some writing will have a different style than others. The author has given the helper permission to change the spelling and grammar if needed.
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Chapter One ~ Finding the Fairy of Plyta
Three girls were walking through the forest. Their names were Mona, Hope, and Shayla. Of course, this wasn't their usual walk. They were headed to Magi, the school for fairies, and they were all very nervous.
They were all fairies-in-training. Shayla was a fairy of shadows; Hope was a fairy of feelings and emotions; and Mona was a fairy of the moon.
All three were excited and nervous on their first day-their home planets were just a few miles from the school. Shayla was wearing a purple tank top, black jeans, and grey sandals. She had black hair, very tan skin, and dark grey eyes. Her black hair was pulled into a braid.
Hope had on a pink short sleeves, dark blue jeans shorts, and cowgirl style cream colored boots. She had dark brown hair pulled into a ponytail. She had slightly tanned skin and green eyes. Hope also had a special something-a silver bracelet, which actually allowed her control over emotions.
Mona's outfit looked the most simple. She just had on a cream top (quarter length sleeves, by the way), a matching cream skirt, and tan boots. Her light blonde hair was cut short, only reaching the middle of her neck.
"I'm so nervous!" Hope moaned, not one to hide her feelings. She was the fairy of feelings, after all. "It's my first year, what if I blow up a table or something? What if I can't even perform a magic spell due to my nervousness?!"
"Hope, don't feel like that! You've done loads of magic and you've transformed before. We'll have each other, after a-" Mona's voice was cut off by a scattering of leaves from above.
"Now, what could that be?" Shayla muttered. "Dark sword!"
She aimed her hand at the tree, and the leaves were cut away, showing...nothing?
"What in the world?"
"It was probably just an animal jumping from tree to tree, Shayla," Mona said. "Listen, it's getting farther away!"
"I'm staying on my guard," Shayla snapped, causing Hope to laugh.
"Shayla, you are ALWAYS on your guard! One of these days-"
"SHH!" Shayla hissed. "We need to transform! There is something- or someone- in a bush."
"Whatever you say!" Mona muttered, rolling her eyes.
"Fairy wings! Transform!" They yelled, saying the phrase that would let them transform.
The three changed into their fairy transformations, looked at each other, and nodded.
Shayla had a purple and black strapless dress with purple boots and a black cuff on her right arm. Her hair, instead of being in a braid, was smooth and let down. Her wings were purple with black traced on its outside and in a monarch butterfly's shape.
Hope had on a pink long sleeve top with delicate blue designs on it. She had a pink and blue skirt that went just above her knees. Her ponytail was now tied in the back, and there was a glittering blue and pink ribbon woven around it. Her wings were like three leaves fanned out, but a light pink.
Mona had an off-white skirt, a matching off-white top, cream boots, and a cream colored arm warmer on her left arm. Her wings were pure white and were in the shape of a dragonfly's wings.
"Empathy sword!" Hope said.
"Beam sword!" Mona yelled.
"Dark sword!" Shayla shouted, aiming her palm at the bush, cutting it away and revealing... A girl. She looked about their age, with white and blue hair and sky-blue eyes. Her jeans were faded, and her sky-blue shirt and off-white sandals were covered in mud. Her long hair had leaves and sticks stuck in it. When she saw the three fairies, she tried to back away.
"Don't hurt me!" she yelled at them.
"Why would we want to hurt you?" Hope asked gently.
"That-that's what they said...and look what happened..." she said, fainting.
They all looked at each other uncertainly, not sure what to do. "Should we take her to Magi?" Shayla asked hesitantly.
"I guess so. I mean, we are almost there," Mona said.
Shayla and Mona carefully picked her up and started to walk with Hope leading the way, keeping the girl's head out of the mud. And suddenly, they found themselves in front of Magi.
"Wow. I didn't think it would be this big," Shayla said, looking up at the towers.
"Neither did I," Mona said dreamily.
"Girls!"
The girls stiffened as a sharp voice pierced the quiet air.
"What are you carrying?" A tall woman with long black hair came toward them.
"She's not a thing!" Shayla snapped. "We found her in the woods."
The woman eyed her. "A trouble maker. That's you are. And don't," she said, seeing Shayla open her mouth, "contradict me."
"Ah! Sorri! There you are!" They turned around (which was not an easy task while carrying an unconscious girl) and saw another woman. She was slightly shorter than the first, with light brown hair. They assumed that that was the headmistress, Ms. Helina.
"Sorri, these are our newest students, Mona, Hope, and Shayla. Girls, what-oh, my," Ms. Helina said, looking behind them. "Could this be... Skya?"
Mona looked over her shoulder. "Is that this girl's name?"
"It must be Skya. The hair...the clothes...everything..." She turned to the confused fairies. "Girls, you have found Skya. She was sent here three weeks ago by her family, but she never showed up. Congratulations on finding her!"
Later...
Shayla, Mona, and Hope had changed out of their fairy forms and were sitting in the clinic with the girl named Skya, who was still unconscious and in a bed. The nurse had patched her up and told the girls to be quiet if they wanted to stay, and left. Shayla felt that she should stay because the girl owed them a thank for saving and carrying her. Hope and Mona stayed because they wanted to learn what had happened.
"What could've happened that got Skya lost in the woods for three weeks?" Hope asked.
"Maybe we could ask her when she wakes up," Mona suggested.
"Where am I?" someone suddenly asked. Shayla whipped around. The girl named Skya was sitting up on the bed. "Oh, no," she said, looking around. "I've lost them!"
Hope sat down next to her. "Calm down," she said gently. "Can you tell us what happened?"
Skya stared wide-eyed at her. "Who are you? Don't hurt me! I'm a fairy!"
Shayla sighed. "We're not here to hurt you. In fact, we just saved you, dumbo." she said, rolling her eyes.
Hope glared at her. "Oh, Shayla, I can't wait until I learn the politeness emotion spell." She then snapped her fingers and whispered softly to Skya, "Relax and calm down. We will not hurt you. Tell us what happened."
"Well, my name is Skya," Skya started. "I was coming to Magi from the blacksmith's forge-"
"Who's the blacksmith?" Mona interrupted. Hope glared daggers at her, but Skya simply continued.
"There is a man that lives by the portal to and from Plyta, my home planet. They set up a permanent portal, because lots of people come to visit Plyta from the forest. I had to stop and pick up a box that contained three necklaces. Ms. Helina set up an order, and I was to pick it up. I got it okay, and the blacksmith told me that I wouldn't be able to open it until I and two other girls were together with the box. A key would form from magic, and we could open the box.
I was carrying it in the trees, because it was too dangerous below. Suddenly, a boy and a girl appeared. They said they wanted to see what was in the box, and I said no. Then somehow the box wasn't in my hands anymore- it was in theirs. They tried to open the box, but they couldn't. They told me to give them the key, but I couldn't, and of course I wouldn't have. I told them over and over again that I didn't have it. Then the girl stuck her hand out, and I screamed...and that's all I remember."
By this point, Skya was sobbing. "They said they wouldn't hurt me...but they did. Now I don't know where the box is...and I need it!"
Hope leaned in and gave Skya a hug. "Don't worry, we'll help you."
"But the problem is, we will need help. Like Ms. Helina's help," Shayla pointed out.
"You didn't think I would help?"
"Ms. Helina! I didn't know you were here!" Shayla gulped.
"Apparently not! Girls, we know where the box is, but we do not know who has it. Skya, you will go with Shayla and Mona on a mission to retrieve the box," Ms. Helina said. "What will Hope do?" Shayla asked. "She will keep an eye on the package through the tracking device."
"But why us? And why is that box with three necklaces so important?" Mona asked, tipping her head to the side curiously.
Ms. Helina sighed and looked at her. "Your answers will be given to you when it is time," she said softly. "Now, we have not a second to lose. Don't worry about classes-we will make them up. I trust you all know how to transform and use your powers?"
The girls nodded.
"Good. Now, off you go!"
Even later...
"So. This is the place, huh?" Mona said. "Not very modern."
Shayla, Mona, and Skya looked up at the huge castle. Who knew castles could be built underground?
"So we go in there, take the box, and get out. Seems pretty simple," Shayla thought out loud. Mona laughed. "Shayla likes complicated stuff," she explained to Skya, who was staring at me with raised eyebrows.
Skya shrugged. "Simple plans are normally more effective for stealing stuff."
"We should probably transform before we go in there, right?" Mona asked.
"Yeah. Let's do it!" Shayla said. "Fairy Wings! Transform!"
The familiar surge of warmth spread through her body, and when she opened her eyes, everyone had transformed.
Shayla realized that she was feeling that something was missing. Then she realized-Hope. Her best friend had grown up with her, and always was there to steady her and keep her on the right track. Shayla shook her head. She couldn't be acting like this right then. Her other friends needed her. Skya had thanked them for helping her and soon joined in their little circle of fairy friends.
After they transformed, the fairies took off at a jog, unable to fly due to the low ceiling. "I hate to admit this, but this place creeps me out," Shayla told Skya.
"Same here," she nodded. "I never liked dark and scary stuff."
"What about me?" Shayla joked. "You don't like me?"
"You're different. You're nice, not scary. And you aren't dark. I mean, your powers are, but not you."
"Um, reality check! We're here!" Mona said. Looking up, Shayla saw that they were in a hall of boxes.
What the heck? she thought.
"Man! Those thieves were dumb. They left the box right here!" Skya said, motioning to a beautiful teakwood box sitting on a stack of rotten wooden boxes. She grabbed it. "Come on. Let's go, let's go!"
Shayla was just about to comment on how too easily gotten hold of the box, but Mona and Skya had already run off, and they had the box, so...better not to complain. She shrugged and followed her friends.
They started to run until Mona was suddenly hit in the back with something. "Mona!" Skya yelled as the fairy crumpled to the ground.
Suddenly, a voice spoke. It was high and cold.
"Well, well. What do we have here?"
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