This story is mainly based on the Miraculous plot, but with a few Winx Club references. Please keep reading even if you don't understand the Winx parts, because I promise everything will make sense when both worlds merge.

Also, this is my first fanfiction so please be kind with reviews! :D

Thank you and enjoy!

Chapter 1- Bloom

The sun was setting; there were long shadows, created by the silhouette of tall buildings and in the distance, there were pyramids, golden and bright. I shivered, even though the night was warm.

Despite the fact all seemed peaceful and calm, I knew the time had finally come to seek out another type of magic, another dimension that only Faragonda, Daphne, Sky and I knew about. I hated the fact I had to hide this from my friends, my pillars of strength, who were there for me all my life but Daphne told me to keep it a secret for now: I could tell them before I left for the mission.

Also, it didn't help that after seeing Selina, my thoughts were even more confused.

After what happened today in Alexandria, our quest to lock the Legendarium became even more urgent, and I hated the idea that it would have to go on without me, for some time. My heart fluttered- what new challenges would I face? Would I make it back in time to complete our Quest? What would my friends say?

I sighed. I knew I was overthinking everything. The Winx and I trusted each other completely. Daphne said she would tell me all the details required, tonight, and Sky would meet me, and help me along the way. Selina… well, I would have to think about that later. My Bloomix powers would help me return back to the Winx on the route to China, our next clue to finding Eldora, the fairy godmother. Everything would be alright.

At least, I hoped so.

Marinette

"Marinette! You're going to be late for school again!" Sabine called.

I groaned. Turning over on my side I looked at the time.

"8:35!" I shrieked, "I have only 10 minutes to get dressed, eat breakfast, do my hair, and run to school before class starts! Oh no, Tikki, what am I going to do?"

My little red kwami sighed. "Marinette, this wouldn't have happened if you weren't doodling and sketching Adrien all last night."

At the sound of my crush my cheeks blushed but I had no time to think about Adrien, or his beautiful hair, or the way he smiles…

"MARINETTE! You only have 5 minutes!" Sabine called again, an exasperated tone in her voice.

"Gaah!" I scrambled out of my covers, and dashed into the bathroom. Tikki did my hair while I fervently brushed my teeth and pulled my clothes on. Running down the stairs, I grabbed a croissant, kissed both my parents on the cheeks and made a break to the school, almost hitting the door on the way out. Making my way up the stairs and into the school I looked at the large clock in the corridor.

8:44 am.

One minute.

'Come on Ladybug, you've got this,' I thought to myself as I jumped up the stairs, two at a time and dashed into the classroom, just as Ms Bustier was calling out the register.

"Ah, there you are Marinette," she called, not noticing my heavy panting or flushed face.

"I'm here!" I called out, and then slumped onto the table, croissant still in my hand.

Alya just laughed silently.

"What?" I asked, disgruntled. I took a nibble of the croissant under the table and started taking out all my things for today's lesson.

"Girl, you have got to learn to wake up in the morning. I swear you never leave the house until its five minutes 'till roll call. If anyone didn't know any better, they would have guessed you lead a double life or something, out all night."

I giggled nervously but inside my heart flickered at her statement. Sometimes, Alya was too perceptive for her own good, and without knowing, she had guessed my entire existence without even trying. How ironic, considering she'd been searching for Ladybug's identity for months now.

"What? Me? No, I'm not that type. Besides, you know I spend most of time just sketching out new designs, making clothes and-"

"-daydreaming about Mr. handsome over there?" Alya whispered, a little smirk on her face.

Instead of coming up with a smart retort, I just gazed dreamily to look at Adrien's head, in front of my desk.

"Isn't he just wonderful?" I asked, locked inside my fantasy-world that was Adrien.

Alya just sighed again, but she too had a little smile on her face.

Bloom

I sat down on the sand, just a little far away from our camp, that we had set up for the night. Stella, Flora, Musa, Tecna and Aisha were all sleeping soundly, as well as the students in their own tent. The wind rustled my hair as I waited for Daphne to arrive.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a bright, glowing object. I turned, and saw it was a beautiful butterfly, dancing in the bushes and trees. Intrigued, I stood up and followed it, as it danced and hovered in the air. Running, I arrived at a clearing and saw a blue, serene lake surrounded by different plantations and foliage. The butterfly circled once and disappeared into a shower of sparks.

I smiled. "Hello Daphne. I had wondered where you went, when we were setting up camp for the night."

Her laugh twinkled in the clear night and my heart constricted with love for my sister. I was so fortunate to have her with me, after so many years when she was trapped in a disembodied spirit. She sat at the edge of the lake, her blond hair flowing in the gentle breeze. I ran to her, and hugged her tight.

"Little sister," she whispered, "I can feel you're worried about what I said to you earlier. Please, don't be. All I need you to do is investigate the different type of magic that is happening over in Paris. Faragonda and I know there is not a threat, but a chance to learn more about the magic dimension. You have nothing to fear."

"I know," I whispered into her hair, "but what if there is a threat we don't know about? And how come we've never come across this type of magic before?"

She did not answer immediately. "Our magic and theirs have never interacted face to face before," she said slowly, "however, the magic archive and I have known that it has existed, just as how we know that the Dragon Flame has created the magic dimension. The magic that exists in Paris has always existed, just like ours."

At this, I looked up to Daphne, shocked. "Has it always stayed in Paris, then?" I asked, curious.

"No. Over time, when there has been a need to overcome evil have these powerful artefacts been stimulated."

I frowned. "Then how come we never saw these in action when we fought the Trix, or Valtor? Surely then these artefacts would have been triggered, to help us."

Daphne smiled at me. "Was it really necessary, at that time? When the magic dimension already had six powerful fairies, were these stones really needed to save us?"

"Wait," I backtracked, "stones?"

"Yes. There are stones that are known as the Miraculouses, at least that's what we know so far. They each turn the beholder into superheroes of a specific animal that help them using their own, individual powers. But Faragonda and I don't know what these powers are like exactly, so we need to find out more. Not to mention the fact that the ancient scriptures have prophesised that our magic will finally meet, and we cannot ignore this sign."

Daphne turned to me, looking deeply into my eyes. "That's why I need you, Bloom. You are the strongest fairy I know, and you think with your heart as well as your mind. Not only does this mission require strength, it requires empathy. I believe you can do this."

She held my hands lightly in hers. "You know I would go with you, but it would seem suspicious for a teacher to leave her students in the middle of a school trip. It wouldn't be a good impression on Alfea, for a start, and someone has to take care of the Winx when you're off to Paris."

"That's true," I chuckled, "make sure they don't worry too much, okay?"

"Of course."

We sat in the night, a cool breeze ruffling our hair and clothes.

"Daphne," I asked, "Will I make it back in time for our quest? How will I know where to find these beholders of the Miraculouses? How do I convince them that I'm not a threat: that I'm here to help?"

In the distance, birds twittered softly and trees rustled, illuminated by the stars in the night sky.

"Follow your heart."

Just a few small notes.

Alexandria is in Egypt. The Winx are on a mission and Bloom leaves during this period. Sky is Bloom's boyfriend, Daphne is her sister and Faragonda her headmistress.

There will be more Marinette soon, as well as Adrien!

Thank you for reading and please continue!