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A/N: This is more or less something that has been stuck in my head for a bit now. Hope you enjoy it!Flames will be ignoredxP

You're Magic Now

At first I didn't believe it either, but magic is real. Fairies, nymphs, spirits and more, they all exist. Their forms and such can change, so can their powers which is weird.

Now for the really strange part, apparently I'm one of them.

My name is Gwen Valentine.

Well, Gwen is actually my nickname but to be honest I don't really like my real name a whole lot. It sounds too old. Bloom is one of the few who can get away with using it, the only others being our parents.

See Bloom's my best friend. A tall, fiery redhead with blue eyes. Yessiree, she lucked out in the looks department kind of like I always say.

Anyway, her and I are sisters in all but blood. Bonded at the hip, dad's words not mine, inseparable.

It mostly started back when my mom died, Bloom was the only one in school who wasn't afraid to approach me. New kid in town, I'm sure you've heard the whole spheal before. She comforted me.

We've been best buds ever since. I am actually on my way to meet up with her. We were going to hang out at the park, well and celebrate her sweet sixteen, yay! Did I mention I love birthdays? I didn't know just what fate had in store for us that day.

Needless to say, it would prove to be a very interesting day indeed.

xXx

"Good morning!" I greeted, pulling my bike up to the front of their house. It was good timing on my part since Vanessa, Bloom's mom, apparently had esp on when I was arriving and had just opened the door.

She smiled when she saw me in that tender sort of mom way. "Oh Gwendolyn honey, you're early."

I continued smiling, shrugging off the use of my full name. Vanessa had that type of persona where you just couldn't really get mad at her, Mike too. I mean parents cool enough to let you use their first names tend to be more easygoing than most to begin with, just another thing Bloom says she's lucky for.

"Yep, I uh hope that's okay." I said, suddenly a tad sheepish.

"Of course, but I'm afraid Bloom still hasn't woken up." She said while ushering me inside.

Inside I saw Mike sitting at the table of the kitchen. A plate of freshly made pancakes and fruit slices for him to start the day on and a glass of orange juice as well. Naturally, he was too busy skimming the morning headlines to dig in, however, much to my subtle amusement.

"Morning Mike."I greeted, still smiling.

"Hm?" He peeked out from the side of the paper. "Oh, Gwendolyn! It's good to see you, kiddo. How's your dad today?"

"He's fine, thank you. Still working hard and whatnot." I joked lamely.

It was at that point my stomach decided to remind me I skipped breakfast, by growling rather loudly. Both Vanessa and Mike exchanged a brief look before bursting out laughing.

"Sounds like you're hungry."Mike said already pushing his plate forward while I was busy trying to hide the blush on my cheeks. Stupid stomach! "Here. Bloom's still not up yet, so you've got some time to kill."

I opened my mouth to politely decline, but Vanessa was already pushing me into a chair.

"I'll go get Bloom up. You stay and eat dear." She told me kindly, making her way towards the stairs up to where Bloom's room was.

It wasn't very long before a loud thump followed by Bloom's hurried voice over how late for school she was. I couldn't help giving a small laugh at my friend's forgetfulness. It was Summer after all.

She came rushing down the stairs, her mom trailing behind her.

"Gwen, you're early!" She said, happy to see me. Immediately she held her arms out for a hug which I happily gave. Bloom just had that sort of comforting warmth about her. When she smiled you couldn't help but try and smile back.

"It's so good to see you!" She continued holding me at arms length, her eyes widening a bit. "And your hair!"

Blushing I ran a tentative hand down against my braid. The streaks of lavender and baby blue were wound neatly, weaving through the naturally pale blonde locks. "Yeah, uh I got it done this morning. Figured I'd...try something new..." I mumbled shyly, still unsure of whether or not it was such a good idea.

My hair was such a rat's nest in the morning. It took several hours alone to de-tangle and comb it, all to go over and barely get so much as two strands colored. It seemed silly I know, but I was determined to prove to those around me I wasn't going to be the mopey mess I've been since mom died. Easier said than done though.

"It looks nice. Subtle, not too flashy, it's so you." Bloom told me, giving a small pat of assurance. We smiled at one another a moment.

"Bloom honey, your breakfast is getting cold." Vanessa informed her daughter pulling us back and pushing us towards the table. "Hurry and eat up girls, you don't want to waste the day!"

"Oh that's right!" Bloom suddenly exclaimed as if remembering something important. "Dad, can you please talk to mom." She began, "I don't want to spend my entire summer vacation working in the shop."

I sat quietly watching the exchange between them while nibbling on a piece of toast.

"When you're older sweetie, you can go wherever you want." Mike explained nonchalantly to his daughter, making me roll my eyes at his 'Daddy complex', as Bloom was clearly old enough to be driving.

"How old is older? I'm already sixteen dad-"

"Only sixteen." Mike cut in. "And you're still my little girl."

Truth be told, if there was something I didn't envy about Bloom, it was how her parents might baby her at times. I was almost positive that instead of a grown sixteen-year-old, Mike was looking at Bloom as that lovable little rascal with the pigtails from when we were younger.

I think Bloom knew it too, which is probably why she was getting so exasperated.

"Dad? Dad, snap out of it." He shook his head like he had been in some kind of trance.

xXx

"Cheer up Bloom." I told her as we were on our way to the park.

She was bummed when her dad said they were going to be doing the same thing they did every year for summer vacation; going to the beach. Her mood only souring further when instead of a car, like she had been hoping for, her dad had bought her a bike (again!) to celebrate.

"I know they mean well." Bloom began glumly, her blue eyes shining while Kiko, her bunny, poked his head out excitedly seeing the park in the distance. "I just... I want something special, ya know? Something... amazing."

The way she said it, looking back on things, made me wonder if maybe it was a fate sort of thing? Like, somehow Bloom saying it just solidified it actually happening, as weird as it may sound.

Fate. It seemed like such a foreign, frightening thing in some ways. The idea of something like that to me, I couldn't explain it at the time. I think maybe a part of me was subconsciously avoiding it at the time.

"Alright Kiko, now don't go too far."

"I'm going to get some water from the vending machine. Be right back!" I called over my shoulder after watching Kiko scamper off into the unknown. Bloom waved for me to hurry back.

xXx

Meanwhile in a distant land...

A boy was kneeling before a throne; a beautifully intricate design of a crystalline looking dragon sculpture was woven into the frame. It's wings fanning out to encompass the outer edges of the empty seat, and its glittering scales making it look as though it would come to life and start soaring through the room any moment.

The boy spoke in hushed whisper; words of a long forgotten tongue being spoken-

"Ese niara se afoduke." (She has yet to realize.)

His eyes, when opened, were revealed to be a pair of breathtaking emerald colored orbs, the light of life within them however seemed nonexistent. Unruly, short-cropped strands of deep garnet hair peeked out from the white hood he wore, a few strands darker than the rest and with skin almost as white as snow.

"Od un pacisay akara, etmos tre sien." (I am concerned for her, darkness is closing around her.)

Silence hung in the air around him. Still, he stayed down on one knee, head bowed. Waiting.

Finally, after a few more moments, the emblem around his neck sparkled to life and shone with a faint light. A soft gasp fell from his lips, his hand reaching to brush against it while he blinked rapidly. Images going through his mind in ablur-

"Ah!" He hissed, clutching his head in pain. 'The visions. They are getting worse.' He thought, regaining composure, turning to look to where the balcony was. A soft breeze wafted through lightly tussling his hair as he stood, a fierce look brewing in his eyes.

"Earth. I must go to Earth."

xXx

"Bloom?"

I called out, scanning the nearby bushes and such for the oh so familiar head of orange I was used to seeing. I could have sworn this was the spot where I left her, so where did she…

"Raaaaahhh!"

I yelped, a little startled by, wait, was that an animal? Immediately I ran towards it, my mind suddenly going to a possible worst case scenario mode. "Oh no, Bloom!" I called without thinking, charging, well more like stumbling really and landing right on my butt. Only it wasn't Bloom I saw when I looked up.

It was a girl. She had long blonde hair pulled into pig-tails going down her back and an outfit that in my opinions may have been a tad too revealing. She gawked at me a little bit which was when I noticed the stick in her hands, it was glowing and... and... not a stick. It was a staff, at least It kind of looked like one.

"Oh my gosh!" I suddenly yelled, pointing and freaking out a bit because 1) She had freakin wings on her back, actual real, fluttering wings. 2)There was this big, yellow thing glaring back at us, more so me since I basically just announced my presence and all. "W-what are those coming out of your back!?"

She looked at me like I was speaking a foreign language.

"Well duh, they're my wings." Was her nonchalant answer.

Now mind you, I was in a fragile state of mind at this point; People don't have wings! I was just about to correct and say this, but a new, more familiar voice cut me off-

"Gwen!"

My head snapped to the side, where I saw Bloom, brave, stupid, stubborn. Her sincere blue eyes widened sending a silent message for me to run, which I didn't really get at first. Just because this new girl seemed a little off her rocker didn't seem like all that much of a cause for concern. Then I saw Bloom get snatched up by the yellow guy-he kept calling her a fairy, was this for real? Bloom was no fairy.

Right?

"Bloom, no!" I called quickly, standing back on my feet. Only to get swarmed with the yellow guy's dark, creepy looking underling creatures, who were now holding down the blonde while some of the others were carrying her stick over to the ogre who held Bloom.

"Not so tough now, are you princess Stella?" The ogre taunted, moving to take the staff.

'I- I have to do something!' I thought looking around. My hands grabbed onto the first thing I saw; a stick. I swung it, knocking a few of the little creatures away, that only made them more aggressive though. Some of them poofed away, just nowhere near the amount I would have liked is all.

(Looking back on how things were looking, I would definitely chalk it up as evidence that I do not have beginner's luck in this whole magic thing-come to think of it, that was more so Bloom's territory.)

I raised my arms just as they all lunged at me. This was it, I was a goner.

I saw a bright flash of light that swept over the clearing and thought it was all over.

'Here's the light at the end of the tunnel everyone always mentions...'

"H-hey! Y-y-you're...!"

I could feel my strength fading away, like it was somehow being sapped right from my body. I felt the shift of the earth below me, my cheek meeting the dirt and my vision starting to swim. There was a blur of white-

"Eto amara se estouna lea." (I sensed a goblin nearby.)

The ogre trembled looking fearful for his life now as all the smaller creatures were disintegrated instantly by the newcomer's presence.

"Ama kar an un sogre."(But tis only an ogre.)

I tried to see who it was that could have provoked such fear in a creature that wasn't even supposed to exist, but all too quickly my consciousness slipped away from me. Something fell from my lips, a name. I couldn't even recall if I truly wanted to.

I went to the park thinking it would be just a normal day. That Bloom and I were normal.

Boy, did the universe love proving me wrong on that one.

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