A New Fairy of Sparx
Written by
Chrissiemusa and Roxy Fan 4 Ever
Disclaimer: We do NOT own the Winx Club, it belongs to Iginio Straffi and we are not making any money from this fan fiction.
Prologue
Sparx was falling. The castle shook violently as each magical strike made contact; guards surrounded the perimeters, loading arrows into their bows, striking at the three menacing witches that towered before them.
"The guards are overwhelmed!" Hagen shouted as he raced into the throne room, looking to Oritel for a guidance that he just didn't have. "The smaller villages have already been wiped out and now they are headed here. The guards can't land a single blow on these witches; they are wiping us out one by one."
"What about the reinforcements?"
"All deployed sir," Hagen explained, terror written in his eyes. "What do we do, your Highness?" Oritel raised a hand to signal silence as his thoughts ticked over at increasing speed. "Are you sure there is no one else?"
"Yes," Hagan nodded. "We have no soldiers left; the archers are trying to defeat them but are having no effect. We have every fairy trying to destroy them and Griffin and Faragonda are both weak."
"There is only one thing we can do then," Oritel explained, standing to his feet. Miriam followed.
"What is it my love?"
"Daphne," he called making Daphne turn to meet his gaze.
"Yes Father?"
"I need you to take Bloom and Petal, hide them somewhere inside the castle and if it comes to the worst then send them somewhere they will be safe." Daphne nodded her head before rushing forward to give both her parent's one final hug. The throne room shook making Oritel break the moment. "Go! Daphne! Run!" She didn't question orders, just took down the corridor towards her sister's room with one last glance back toward the throne room with her beautiful brown eyes and prayed that she would make it there in time.
The castle's walls shook violently as a window smashed to her left, sending her diving to the floor to protect herself from the rain of glass shards that cut her arms. Forcing herself to her feet she continued forwards, other windows broke though she didn't fall, instead she shielded her face using her hands and hoped that it would be enough.
Finally she reached her sisters room and opened the door. Carefully she took two baby capsules and lifted her sisters into them. Bloom was first though she didn't stir one little bit when Daphne laid her inside. She was sleeping, ignorant to the world of danger that lay just beyond that door. Once Bloom was settled she reached for her other sister, Petal, and lifted the young child into her arms, supporting her head of brunette hair with one hand and her body with the other.
When she managed to get her into the second capsule another window broke in the distance as screams were heard down the hallways. The ground level guards were being decimated outside. 'I haven't any time to lose' she reasoned before taking the handles into her hands and running towards the basement.
A blast from behind sent one of the exterior walls impaling, soldiers hit the ground, their armor grinding against the floor.
Still she didn't stop. Laughter erupted from behind and Daphne knew she had no choice. Her father had told her that if things came to their worst she had to send them away, send them somewhere they would be safe and secure until the time was right for them to learn about their past. She didn't have to think twice as the laugher howled louder the slower that her legs became. She considered using her Winx to fly but knew that she would need all of her magic in order to grant her sisters their escape.
Another glass window smashed, and then another as a chandelier fell from the ceiling, blocking her path. Daphne stopped running and took a corridor to the left, moving past pieces of rubble and debris; she jumped over a body impaled with a sword before reaching a dead end. Turning around she believed she had bought them enough time.
Quickly she closed her eyes and forced a portal to appear before her, the swirling vortex the only thing that could save their family blood line. Quickly she selected a location, one where they would be safe, and then she carefully took Bloom from her capsule and lifted her inside until she disappeared, waiting for it to glow white to signal her safe landing.
The sounds of laughter grew louder before the white flash appeared. Without hesitating Daphne took Petal into both of her hands, kissing her forehead ever so slightly. "One day you will both understand," she whispered. "At least you'll have each other."
Her mutterings stopped as she forced herself to let go of the sleeping infant. Just as her head entered the center a sudden snap of magic to her right caused Daphne to watch in horror as it hit the portal making Petal scream and wail. "PETAL!" Daphne screamed, watching the crying girl disappear and the portal vanish without a trace.
"Oh such a shame," one of the witches spoke, making Daphne look up to their floating figures. "And you tried so hard to save her." Tears were their only reply; one after the other fell from her eyes and onto the floor in silent waves. In her effort to try and save both of her sisters she had only managed to save the life of one. Petal would have been caught between the two worlds she was trying to transport them both too; there was no white flash of recognition of her safe travel, no sign at all.
"Any last words?" They asked in unison, knowing full well that she had spent all of her magic inside that one portal. "Long live the Twin Dragons." She muttered before the blast entered her body and she fell limp to the cold floor below. The world faded into undistinguished shapes before nothing but darkness remained.
The Blue Water Festival, a select week long celebration that the coastal town of Sandgate devoted each year to recognize and join together as a community who lived and loved by the sea. The town was very simple, one main street that had several avenues, all numbered, that lead to the beach and beyond that the ocean. Cliffs rose skyward towards the far end of the beach and lead to a pathway that stretched for miles and that many couples hiked as the sun set beyond the water.
Stephanie had grown up here her entire life and, after her recent divorce, believed that there was nothing better for her to do than to help the committee organize this year's festival. She had arrived specifically early that morning in order to make sure that everything was as it should be that the lights were all set up for the late night movie display in the park near the beach, that their advertising had gotten out to all the local businesses, that the grounds were neat and tidy.
As the night rolled in and the tide lowered she watched the moon shining above in the sky, reflecting on the water below and the stars that shone alongside. It was a beautiful night, not a cloud in the sky, not a worry in the world and only the sweet smell of the sea salt, freshly cut grass and the remains of a salad that she had eaten for her dinner.
Or at least she thought there was nothing for her to worry about. For some unknown reason Stephanie swore she heard the sound of a baby, crying in the distance. Turning around behind her she inspected the park and saw nothing, just the crowds of people all putting out their picnic blankets and getting themselves ready to watch the movie on the makeshift screen they had set up earlier in the day.
"Hey, Steph, you did a great job," Amy greeted with a kind smile as she sat next to her friend. "All the kids are really excited about watching the movie." But she didn't reply; her gaze was fixed on the rock formations on her right. "Earth to Steph!" Amy waved a hand before her eyes.
"Sorry, what were you saying?"
"Tonight, you did a really good job with all of this."
"Oh yeah...I guess."
"Are you okay?" Amy asked when she heard it again, the sound of a baby crying.
"Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"A baby...crying."
"No," she replied with a shake of the head.
"It sounds like it's coming from the rocks."
"That's impossible," Amy chuckled. "A baby? Hiding out near the rocks, come on you know that's not possible. It's probably just a bird or something or maybe the wind." She offered but Stephanie just shook her head to signal 'no'.
"I'm going to check it out," she decided suddenly.
"No! Wait! It could be dangerous; can't you wait until morning when it's light out?"
"I'll be fine," Steph reassured. "Besides you know I'm an excellent swimmer."
"That you may be but at night the conditions change really rapidly."
"I'll be okay," Stephanie tried to be reassuring but her only response was an uncertain one. "Look if I'm not back in ten minutes then send a search party, okay?"
"Alright," Amy agreed. "But you be careful, we need you tomorrow to help out with the photography competition."
"Okay!" Steph replied, making her way to the edge of the parkland and stepping down a flight of stone steps that usually ended in the sea but tonight ended with sand. It sounded again, only louder this time. Carefully she climbed over one rock, than another and another until she found herself at the foot of a cave she had never seen before. "What the...I've never seen this before." She muttered. Being a local Steph had seen just about everything and knew when something new came to town. Whether it was the fruit shop closing down or another hairdresser joining the other three along the boulevard she knew every piece of Sandgate like the back of her hand.
But this was something different. The cry sounded again, this time echoing and she assumed that the baby must have been inside. Wishing that she had brought a flashlight with her she gingerly stepped into the wet and slippery cavern, leaning against the wall as she went. "Hello," she spoke, hearing her voice bounce from one wall to another. Then she saw something, a blue glow coming from the back of the tunnel.
Carefully she walked until she saw what it was. Lying inside a small basket, wound in a thin blanket and surrounded by a blue bubble type sphere was a young baby. She hadn't been hearing things at all. Bending down she carefully scooped up the child into her arms, looking into two bright green eyes that seemed to glow in the dark. "Hello," she smiled and the baby stopped crying.
After getting out of the rock formations and reaching the stairs she saw a bewildered Amy starting with the search party of two men who climbed down and helped both her and the child to the local hospital to get checked.
"But what was a baby doing left alone inside a cave?" Amy questioned but Steph just shook her head.
"I don't know but it's strange." A doctor stepped out from the examination room making both women stand to attention.
"She is fine just a little cold from the weather but she'll be perfectly alright."
"Do you know about where she may have come from?"
"No idea," the doctor shook his head in disbelief. "I have never seen someone leave a baby inside a cave before. We've had people drop them on the doorstep of the hospital or the odd church or even a bin but never inside a cave like that, alone."
"Can I see her?"
"Of course," he stepped aside allowing Stephanie entry into the room. She placed a hand next to the baby's and watched as her fingers intertwined around her own. A smile lit up her face when the baby opened her eyes. "We still don't have a name for her."
"Petal," Stephanie spoke. "Her name is Petal and I want to adopt her."
"Good morning and welcome to Today broadcast across Australia," started the television presenter as Petal ate her cereal in peace, occasionally reading the back of the box while her mother got herself ready in her room.
"Okay what do you think?" She asked, twirling slightly to show off her suit, her light brown hair swaying in its ponytail as she went.
"You look fine mum don't' panic," Petal replied with a sigh. "They'd be crazy not to give you the job."
"I hope they are crazy then," she joked, kissing her daughters head for a moment. "Make sure you do your homework I will check when I get home alright. Love you."
"Love you!" Petal called after her before the door slammed shut.
Every school day started to feel the same for Petal. Class, class, morning tea, class, class, lunch, class, walk home and then wake up the following morning to do it all over again. She especially didn't like the fact that today she had been given another assignment for English class and an incredible amount of homework for Accounting. With a sigh she started the trek home knowing that when she got there more work was on the way. Plus her mum had been getting up her about not cleaning her room, but she seriously didn't have the time.
Everything would have been perfect if it wasn't for Kyle's sudden appearance on a bicycle right next to her. "Hey Pet."
"Don't call me that," she corrected making him get off his bike and walk along side, holding the handle bars to guide it in the right direction. Kyle was Petals ex-boyfriend who, after one year of going out with each other decided to go for a girl that was willing to give him sex. It was that simple, all that stuff about love went right out the window for an easy one nighter. Petal wanted to make sure she found the right person before taking that step and although Kyle was pretty cute he wasn't the one and she knew it.
Even though it broke her heart at the time she realized that it was probably for the best. Better to find out one year in than two or three. "There's no need to be so hostile," he spoke. "I just wanted to talk."
"To talk," she reiterated. "Yeah because talking was the only thing you were interested in right."
"Look I was stupid," he replied, stepping in front of her and blocking her path with his bike. "It was wrong of me to do that but what do you expect when you don't put out."
"And that just made you sound stupider, get out of my way."
"Look the point is I want you back, I think we had a real connection and-"
"Save it for someone who cares," she interrupted. "I had time for you once and you didn't want it so it's too late. I only give people one chance and if they screw it up than that's it and I'm afraid you definitely screwed our relationship up, literally!"
"I was wrong!" He admitted, dropping the bike and taking a hold of her shoulders.
"Let go of me."
"Don't you love me?"
"No I really don't."
"Did you ever?" He questioned leaning in a little closer to her face with his own. Petal tried to step to the side but his grip was just too strong. "Come on, I know that you love me."
"I don't."
"Yes you do," he smiled, his lips leaning in to steal a kiss. Petal managed to move her hands to his chest in an effort to push him back but instead he was sent flying down the road and ended up landing in a driveway six homes away. Kyle lifted his head and couldn't believe what he saw.
Petal was floating there wearing a sparkly light red midriff top decorated with a silver jewel at the center of her chest, a matching light red miniskirt and light red ankle boots. Around her arms was a pair of light red gloves that went from her elbows to her wrists and on her head was a small silver tiara with rounded points. On her back Kyle could see small white wings with red tips fluttering behind her.
"Come and get your bike and then leave me the hell alone," she spoke diplomatically and with strength. Carefully he walked to his bike, her eyes watching his every move and when he finally had it he couldn't have ridden off fast enough. When the anger and fear coursing through her veins had stopped her clothes transformed back to normal.
"What the hell just happened?"
Headmistress Faragonda sat inside her office checking over the paperwork and files for the newest student to start in the year. Their previous problems with the one and only Lord Darkar had an effect on all of the staff but, luckily, everything had been resolved by the Winx Club. Faragonda couldn't believe it would be three years since Bloom first discovered her powers at Alfea and became a pupil. Two years of adventure had passed and now the third was about to begin.
Suddenly, just as she started looking over the next file her hand began to quiver and shake. Something wasn't right. Quickly she muttered a spell to see where this extraordinary power had just come from when she saw it, Earth.
Faragonda couldn't hide the surprise on her face. But there had been no one able to use Magic on earth for centuries, as far as anyone knew all magic had died on earth and Bloom was the only fairy to have lived there unknowingly. This needed an investigation. Ms Griselda opened the door suddenly, looking at the headmistress copy down an address with pen and paper. "Did you just feel that change in energy?"
"Yes," Faragonda replied. "It's coming from Earth, Australia to be precise."
"But I've never known a fairy to come from Earth. Do you think it could be true, that we have finally found the last Earth fairy?"
"I will just have to investigate and see. Can you look after things from this end and hold the fort until I return?" Griselda nodded and the Headmistress cast a spell to create a portal and disappeared through it.
Finally arriving at home Petal threw her bag onto the ground and headed straight for the fridge, finding a bottle of water she took greedy chugs before refilling it at the tap and putting it back. "I wonder what that was," she muttered, sitting down at the table to start her homework. "I've never felt that before." The door opened as her mother arrived. Stephanie placed her suit case to the floor and removed her jacket.
"What a day," she sighed. "Good thing that staff meeting finished early."
"How did the interview go?"
"Okay but they said that 'they'll call me' you know what that usually means don't you?"
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay," she smiled. "Besides it just gives us a reason to break out the chocolate and ice-cream tonight. You look a little down in the dumps tonight. Did anything happen at school?"
"No," Petal replied "just Kyle."
"Still pestering you I see, well he'll just have to get used to the idea that you value yourself and your body a lot more than some of the others at that school. You stick to your guns and everything will be fine." The doorbell rang, its sound echoing in Petals ears.
"I'll get it," Steph announced before walking to the door. Upon opening it she saw a woman her height with curled white hair, a pair of glasses perched up on her nose and a business shirt, vest and skirt standing at the door. "Can I help you?" She asked politely.
"Yes I believe you can. I am here to see a girl by the name of Petal."
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