A cloaked figure curled up on the ground stirred. It shivered, curling up tighter to conserve body heat.

A tall figure with silvery-blue hair kicked it, laughing. Not a sound of mirth, but cold and cruel.

'Get up.' Icy demanded. The girl on the floor cringed, awaiting another blow.

'You forget,' she said, losing all signs of amusement. 'You owe us your life. Now get up. We have work for you.' Two other figures approached, one with purple frizzy hair and the other one with long brown hair. They laughed too, and kicked at the girl. Icy grabbed her by the collar and dragged her to her feet. Blue eyes stared up at her, terror in them.

'You will bring us your friends. ' Icy' s eyes glowed a pale blue.

The girl trembled.

'YOU WILL BRING US YOUR FRIENDS! ' Icy exclaimed.

The girl shook convulsively, and fell to the floor.

'We're through here.' said Darcy, walking away. The rest followed, leaving the girl alone in the dark abyss.

Little goblins came, scratching her and biting her, adding to the numerous scars on her body. She huddled up into a ball again, willing the torture to end.

'She is strong willed.' Stormy pointed out.

'She won't last for long.' Icy said confidently.

'If I didn't know better I'd say she had a spell of some sort protecting her.' Darcy offered.

'IF you didn't know better.' Icy countered, getting annoyed both at her sisters and at the girl who refused to yield. 'Besides, we've already cast a spell on her to counter all effects of magical spells and objects. Nothing could have withstanded that.'

Darcy shrugged it off. 'Well, we should get going, those faeries are still out there.'

'We must get the Dragon Fire!' Icy shouted.

'We already tried. It proved impossible to take over with the army of decay. She found the original dragon fire. Now she's even more powerful.' Stormy argued.

'We need the Dragon Fire, but I think we should try a more subtle method.' Darcy smirked. She'd been planning this for a while.

'What do you have in mind?' Icy asked, amused.

'Bloom! Over here!' shouted a voice.

'Stella!' Bloom exclaimed, running over to greet her friend. 'How was your summer?'

'It was ok, nothing really exiting happened though!' Stella grinned.

'Same here!' Bloom agreed, starting to walk over to where Professor Griselda was standing with the clipboard.

'Name?' she asked in a clipped tone.

'Bloom of Earth, or Sparx, whatever you have written down.' Griselda frowned and checked Bloom's name off the list as Bloom walked up to the school, pausing to wait for Stella.

'Name?'

'Princess Stella of Solaria!' Stella said proudly, walking through as the professor checked her name off.

'Both you and Bloom are in dorm 7!' Ms. Griselda shouted angrily after them.

The two made their way up to dorm 7, chatting happily about their summers as they went.

'So which dorm do you think Flora, Musa, and Tecna are in?' Bloom asked.

'Well, although I hate to point this out, it's very unlikely that they'll be in the same dorm as us again, but,' Stella was cut off as the three in question burst out of their dorm.

'Hey, what're the odds that we're in the same dorm for the second year in a row?' Musa said, walking up and hugging Bloom and Stella.

'Is anyone else here too?' Bloom asked.

'Yup!' said Mirta, stepping out of the door.

'Mirta!' Bloom exclaimed, walking up to give Mirta a hug, followed soon after by Stella. 'You're a fairy now?'

'Ya, my mum and dad are a bit disappointed, but I really wasn't cut out to be a witch anyways. Not that I would even want to.' The others laughed.

'You're with Bloom, I'm with Musa, and Flora's with Mirta.' Tecna pointed out, gesturing to the names on the doors inside the dorm. They all piled into the main room.

'Well, I'm going to get unpacked!' Stella said, walking into the room she shared with Bloom.

'I'll come to.' Bloom said, following her.

'Night guys!' Bloom yawned. 'I'm going to bed.' She walked out of Flora and Mirta's room and back to hers and Stella's, collapsing on her bed and falling into the deep abyss that is sleep. The others followed soon after.

'When will we strike?' Icy questioned, her annoyance at not currently being in command of the group squashed by her eagerness to know the details of her sister's plan.

'As soon as possible, however it would be better if we could have the girl's little friends first.' Darcy replied.

'How in the realms can they keep on evading our capture like that?' Stormy asked in rage. 'It's not like they have magic or anything!'

'Maybe there's some sort of magic protecting them.' Icy pointed out.

'Who would protect a bunch of mangy muts?' Stormy asked.

'Don't ask me, I don't know.' Icy said, throwing her hands up. 'No one even likes them except for that girl, and we already know she doesn't have any powers.'

'Even if she did, there's a barrier that prevents it from going out of the closet.' Darcy said.

'Why do we need them, anyways?' Stormy asked.

'Unknown to most, they possess superior intelligence and strength, and some magic powers, although not enough to evade us, our powers are far superior.' Darcy said smartly, pleased that she was the one to answer, not Icy. 'They would be useful allies. If we could only get that little bitch to tell us where they are.'

'Question, why are we torturing their protector if we want them as our allies?' Stormy questioned again, she couldn't see the sense in this plan. Darcy rolled her eyes.

'Because if we don't, we won't even know where they are. Besides, we can even use a mind wipe spell and make her think the fairies tortured her.'

'Maybe we should go check on her.' Icy grinned evily. The three witches undid the spell on the abnormally large closet and stepped inside. The goblins shrunk into the shadows, revealing the girl lying on the floor, blood sticking to her clothing. Icy laughed at her misery, the other Trix sisters following suit.

'Are you ready to talk now?' Icy spat, her eyes glowing. The girl didn't move. Icy kicked her. Blood started to flow from one of her many wounds.