This wasn't suppose to happen, she shouldn't be here. Not here, not in the middle of the forest all alone, beaten. But she was, she's been here for what seems like eternity. She remembers everything from the night before, how her and her friends had watched a movie, ate popcorn and talked about boys.

"Man, it seems like it happened along time ago." She thought as she lay in pain remembering after the movie she decided to go to bed, while her friends wanted to stay up a little longer.

She walked into her and her roommate Tecna's room. Half of the room had technology stuff and the other side had music stuff. The side with music stuff was her's, inspiring singer. No one has ever doubted she'll be realm wide famous, not since her father is a famous pianist and her mother before her death was a famous singer. In fact she was the best; everyone loved her and her music.

But as she laid there beaten and battered as she tired to recall what happened next. She walked in, shut the door and started to change into her pajamas. After she put on her pink pants with a blue strip on each side, her blue long sleeve midriff shirt with a pink strip across her chest on she walked to her dresser to bush her hair.

She slowly put her hair down from the high pig tails and started to brush her shoulder length royal blue hair. She felt serene in her room by herself; no one was there to put her down. Of course her friends never did that and neither did their boyfriends, well maybe one Riven. He's a cool guy, he has dark blue eyes and spiked magenta hair and he's really strong. She's liked him since her freshmen year, even though he was controlled by a witch named Darcy for a long time.

She's now a sophomore and she still likes him, but he never talks to her and when he does he's a total jerk. She's not a push over, oh no. She stands up for herself and her friends. There's just something about him that interests her. You would expect her, Princess Musa of Harmonic Nebula to like a prince. In that case most people don't believe she's a princess, because of the way she talks, dresses and acts. She's different, she's seventeen and still a bit of a tomboy. Out of her and her five friends she's the most emotional, she just puts up a tough front to protect herself, probably because of her mother's death when she was a kid and with her father always on tour.

She wears a red midriff one strap shirt, tight but baggy blue jean pants that show her red bikini underwear and red shoes. But right now seven in the morning she's freezing, covered in her blood and not able to move without feeling a sharp pain all over her body. As she was finishing brushing her hair last night she heard something outside. She walked to her balcony door and went out. She stood out in the cold looking at none other than Darcy Trix in her witch form.

"Hey pixie." She smirked evilly as she hovered in the air near Musa's balcony

"What do you want witch?" she growled glaring at the witch hovering near her

"Oh, I figured I'd come back and take my puppy dog back." She smirked evilly

"So why did you come here!" she growled clenching her fist

"Nothing, I just wanted to see how pathetic you look as he's rather be with me than you." She smirked

"You had him under a spell you ugly witch!" she growled changing in to her winx form as chasing her to Magix

Darcy led her right to her sisters Icy and Stormy who were waiting impatiently for them. As soon as they saw their sister they saw Musa not far behind her, so they surrounded Musa and attacked her all at once. She tired to think of which one to block first, but by the time came it was too late. All three attacks hit her hard and fast sending her to the ground. But just as she hit the ground she got up and ran fast away from them.

Unfortunately for her they weren't far behind, blasting her every chance they got. She turned right, but it was a dead end.

"No, not again!" she thought remembering the last time this happened to her a year ago

"Here you are pixie!" laughed Icy evilly

"Ya, lets get her!" smirked Stormy

"Let me." Smirked Darcy as she threw a car at her

Musa jumped since most of her winx was gone, but because of that it wasn't a very good jump. The car hit her straight on, hearing the cracking and falling hard on the ground she knew she lost. She laid there in pain, but she was not about to give them the satisfaction of seeing her cry. No she'd never let them or anyone else see her cry. She she bit her lip and clenched her eyes tight, so tight her lip began to bleed.

"That was fun!" Laughed Stormy

"Ya, but I'm not done yet." Smirked Darcy as she started to hover to Musa's body

Then with the last of her strength she transported herself to safety. It was around ten o'clock when all of this happened and now, probably almost eight in the morning, she's still out here all alone. She didn't expect anyone to come looking for her, defiantly not. No one knew she left Alfea to fight Darcy in the middle of the night. So she just laid there in pain, covered in blood with her semi long blue hair clinging to her cold, wet face as she laid there in a pool of her own blood.

As her breathing got slower and slower, she knew she was going to die. She wasn't afraid; no she stopped being scared hours ago. Now, now she was just bored of laying there all alone in the cold darkness of the forest. She slowly looked at her body in disgust, at how badly bruised and bloody it was.

"Man, I would just die if he saw me like this." She thought as she laid her head back down and closed her eyes.

Suddenly she heard something, whatever it was it was coming this way fast. Then finally it stopped behind her, she would have looked if her body didn't hurt so bad.

He sat there on his leva bike in shock at her beaten, petite body covered in blood and bruises laying there not moving. In his horror she was in a small pool, from what he could only guess to be hers. He couldn't believe this, he's just come for a morning ride and here he finds Musa, his friend in such bad shape. He was finally able to get off his bike as he walked over to her. He bent down to the ground and gently wrapped his muscular arms around her tiny waist and cradled her in his arms.

"Musa…Musa wake up, it's me Riven." He whispered not trusting his voice as he looked down at her Chinese features

She laid there in his warm and protective arms feeling herself slowly slipping away, until he gently shook her waist not giving up on her.

Musa wake up, Musa please." He whispered again but this time she did she opened her cerulean eyes and looked into his

"Riv…Riven." She cried weakly holding back her tears

"Shh, it's going to be okay Musa." He whispered as he picked her up

"AH!" she cried weakly in pain

"I'm sorry." He sighed as he held her in his arms on his bike. He held her with his left arm and was going to drive with his other.

"Here." He sighed putting his only helmet on her

"But what about"

"I'll be fine." He smirked as he started he bike

He held her comfortably on his lap holding on to her tightly as he drove to Alfea. She watched him curiously as he drove. A guy who's paid barely any attention toward her is trying to safe her life.

"Don't worry Musa, we're almost there." He smiled but just as he finished there was a blast just a few feet in front of them