A/N: I don't know what happened. I swear I was just reading the 'Aku no Meshitsukai' (Servant of Evil) manga, but the plot just interested me enough to write this mess of a first chapter in one night! And it definitely shows! *one eye twitches*
This is going to be one of those next generation fics or whatever, but I'll try making it at least stand out.
Seriously though, this chapter is real messy. I always don't like writing first chapters, but I kind of have to.
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"Sky."
"Father?"
Despite his nervousness of upcoming fatherhood, King Sky still remained calm on the outside, maybe save his slightly shaking voice and fidgety manner.
Bloom was screaming in the other room, also making him quite worried, despite doctors telling her not to as it would be harder for her to push the child/ren out, but the pain hurts too much for her to care. He wonders why the hell won't doctors give her some pain killers or an epidural. Yes, he knows what an epidural is, Timmy was ranting about it last year when he had his daughter, and so was Brandon two years ago-
Oh, now that he thought about it, he, along with his wife Bloom, had been the last out of the gang to have a child. Brandon already has a daughter of age two, with probably a son on the way, Helia already has a one-year-old son, with maybe plans of a daughter soon, Timmy has a daughter, Riven too though his daughter was born only a few months ago, and Nabu already has two year old twin boys.
Huh, it felt like it was only yesterday, when he went to Red Fountain and had to switch identities with Brandon to protect himself. He's being honest, he was trying to get away from his fiance from the time, Diaspro, and he was also quite nervous about being the future king of Eraklyon.
Now fast forward to almost a decade now, he's now the King of Eraklyon and he does seem to do a pretty good job about it, and the one who he is ruling alongside with isn't Diaspro as he was dreadfully anticipating years ago, but it's now the love of his life, Bloom.
But aside from looking back, Sky still couldn't believe it.
Bloom was giving birth, to a child.
His child...or maybe children if he's lucky.
He's going to be a father.
To a girl...or a boy...or both! Either way, he's happy!
But also nervous at the same time.
The girls, guys, and their own children were yet to arrive to accompany him, but his parents were here, and so were Bloom's birth parents, so he had enough company, for now.
Former King Erendor looked at his son, the anxiety in the king was plain obvious, his shakiness, increased sweating, biting of fingernails, and pacing through the hallways were a dead giveaway. He would normally reprimand his son for acting like that, but he couldn't blame the boy either, he felt nervous too years ago when Samara was on labor with Sky, but aside from anxiety from fatherhood, Erendor also felt a sense of dread that he doesn't want his son to suffer right now too, but it was necessary.
Erendor sat down on a nearby bench, and patted the space next to him, signalling Sky to sit down next to him, to which the blond did.
"What is it father?"
His father sighed, looking at his wife, who merely nodded at him.
"Sky, since you are going to be a father, I have a story to tell you."
The king nodded, signalling his father to continue.
"Say, son, do you know why...Eraklyon is one of the most successful realms out there?"
Sky sighed, recalling his old history lessons about his kingdom. "Because of my great-great grandfather, King Alec III, and his trusted wizard assistant, who helped him prevent all disasters and conflict from ever happening in Eraklyon, and make this kingdom greater than any other kingdoms."
"That's right, do you know who the wiz-"
Erendor's words were cut off as a door opened, and one of the doctor's heads peaked out. "Your Highnesses." He bowed his head, "The Queen has given birth, twins! A boy and a girl!" The doctor smiled, and so did Sky, "Would you like to see your bundles of joy?"
Sky immediately stood up and nodded, proceeding to enter the room.
"Only the King can enter, for the time being, I apologize, your highness." The doctor informed Erendor, who merely nodded as he walked back to his wife.
Samara gave him a frown. "You didn't tell him."
Erendor rubbed his neck, "I don't want to ruin my son's day, he's already a nervous wreck as it is." He said, "And besides, why should we believe a presumably false curse that is more than a century old?"
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"They're perfect."
Bloom and Sky looked down at the crib, where two bundles of joy were in. The boy in the blue blanket was squirming around, while the girl in the pink one was simply laying on the crib, both of them have messy, fiery red hair and bright blue eyes.
"What do you want to name them?" Sky asked his wife, who seems exhausted more than anything.
"Well, um.." Bloom rubbed her chin, "I have been considering Hestia for our daughter, but I don't know for our son."
"Hm, Princess Hestia of Eraklyon...I like it." Sky smiled, "I think our son might be a Samuel, Sam for short."
Bloom thought about it, "Prince Samuel and Princess Hestia." She said, and smiled, "I love it."
Hestia, a bit irritated at Samuel's squirming, turned to her side, revealing the side of her neck in the process. Bloom barely noticed the mark on her daughter's neck, but Sky certainly did. "Hey, what's this?" Sky asked, picking up his newborn daughter and moved the blanket from her neck, revealing more of the mark. It reached from her nape to the side of her neck, it was red, like the color of blood, and it seems to form in the shape as if she has been slashed in the neck. "W-what?" Sky muttered, as he touched the mark.
"It's a birthmark, perhaps." One of the doctors said, "A very odd one at that, but nothing to worry much about."
"Oh," Bloom murmured, "It just looked...scary."
"That, it is, your highness. But again, nothing to worry about." The doctor said, "We can try to use some spell to get rid of it if it disturbs you so."
Bloom shook her head, "Ah, no thank you." She said, looking down at her daughter, smiling, "She's fine the way she is."
The doctor nodded, and walked towards the door, where Oritel was impatiently demanding to be let in while being held back by Marion. "Would you like to let your parents in, to see their new grandchildren?"
Sky and Bloom both nodded, "Sure, why not?" Boom said, "Any second now and daddy's going to ram that door down if he doesn't see his grandkids." She momentarily shudders, recalling the time her older sister Daphne had given birth to her eldest son, Ethan, six years ago and it seems to be Oritel the one who is more of a nervous wreck than Thoren himself.
Finally, Oritel, Marion, Erendor, and Samara was let in to see their new grandchildren. Oritel and Marion was looking at their granddaughter, as she is the first daughter born from either of their daughters, so she's a little special. Samara and Erendor were looking at their grandson, the official heir of Eraklyon, as he was born a few minutes after his twin sister.
As Oritel was holding the little girl, he couldn't help but notice the birthmark on her neck. "W-why does...Hestia have a scar on her neck?"
"Ah, no," Bloom shook her head, "The doctors said it's a birthmark, nothing to worry about."
Oritel barely looked convinced, but shrugged it off. "Hn, it's an odd looking birthmark, then." He said, "Especially if it's on her neck...gives her the appearance she was slashed on the throat. You'd better get rid of this before she starts school, I heard kids nowadays are really savage with their bullying."
Sky and Bloom nodded, "We'll keep that in mind."
"A birthmark?" Erendor gave the infant boy back to Sky, now a bit worried for the infant girl. "What birthmark?"
"Hestia has a birthmark on her neck, but again, it's nothing to worry about." Sky shrugged.
"Let me see it." The urgency in his voice made Oritel hesitate a bit at giving him the little girl, but he did anyway. When Erendor looked at the birthmark itself, his eyes widened.
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"A birthmark." The voice inside his head rang, "A child born from your bloodline will have a crude looking birthmark on its neck, and that child, will end up destroying not only Eraklyon, but the whole Magic Dimension as a whole." The voice continued. "Maybe this will make the king regret everything."
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"This child is cursed."
Everyone but his wife barely heard what he said. "Pardon, father?" Sky asked, a bit worried at his father's look and tone of voice.
"Have you already announced the children?" Erendor looked at his son.
"Err, sort of." Sky said, "Bloom and I haven't really announced it ourselves, but word quickly spread around like wildfire as soon as the kids were born, at least, that's what I heard."
Erendor frowned, "Well, tell everyone that the princess has died." He said, ignoring the gasps. "Only Prince Samuel survived the birthing. Princess Hestia has died."
Bloom's eyes widened, "What? You can't just do that!"
"What?!" Oritel demanded, "Why would you declare the princess dead when she's right there, squirming, breathing, living in your arms?! Simply because of a birthmark!"
"What are you talking about, father?!" Sky's brows furrowed, confused and a bit infuriated. How dare his father just declare his daughter dead like that? "Mother! Do something!"
To his surprise, Samara sided with her husband rather than her son. "Listen to your father, son."
Sky didn't say anything as he turned to his father, his frown deepening as Bloom held him back from doing unnecessary violence.
"This child is cursed from the moment of her birth; look at her birthmark. She will end up destroying us all." Erendor sighed, "This is what I've been trying to tell you earlier, son."
Sky still didn't say anything, a sign that he must continue.
"In your great-great-grandfather, King Alec's time, a wizard cursed our bloodline. The curse states that a child will be born with a birthmark on its neck...and that child will end up destroying not only Eraklyon, but the Magic Dimension as a whole." He said, "So King Alec refrained from having too many children, and so did my great grandfather, my grandfather, and my father, and I...and, for a moment, I thought the curse was nonsense, as there was no such child born from the royal family of Eraklyon...but I was wrong."
Sky's fists clenched. "Then reverse the curse then! Have a counter spell or something! There's no way in hell am I going to have my daughter killed!"
"That's the problem! We don't know how to reverse the curse or the counter spell or anything!" Erendor yelled, "All we can do is prevent it from happening."
The blond king glared at his father, "Again, there's no way in hell am I going to have my daughter killed, father."
"Trust me, son, I don't want my granddaughter killed either." Erendor shook her head, "So that's why we'll declare the princess dead, lock her up in the north tower, and never let her out."
Sky frowned. "I'm not letting that happen either."
"I am your father, therefore you must obey my orders, especially if it's for your own good."
"Locking up my daughter is for my own good?"
"Sky." Samara looked at her son, "Don't talk to your father in that tone."
"Oh, so I can't talk back to him, but he can certainly lock my own daughter up simply because of some curse that probably isn't that accurate in the first place?"
Erendor sighed, "Sky, even if the princess is locked up, you'd still have a heir in the throne, Prince Samuel."
"But still, father!" Sky yelled, "Hestia is my daughter." He said a bit more quietly.
"And that daughter will end up destroying the universe if we don't do something to prevent it..." Erendor said.
"How does locking her up prevent her from 'destroying' the universe?" Bloom asked.
"It was my father's logic but he once told me it's so that since she doesn't have much contact with the outside world, she wouldn't really destroy it."
"Ah." Bloom nodded, even though in her mind it doesn't make much sense.
"Sky, please." Erendor pleaded, surprising his son. "It's not only for your own good, but everyone else's. Unless we find something that can reverse the curse, we need to lock her up."
Sky looked at his father in shock, then looked at Bloom, who had the same look. "I..." Everyone looked at him intensively.
He tried gulping the lump in his throat. "Fine." (Oritel and Marion sighed, not really having much say in this.)
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When the rest of the Winx and Specialists arrived to Eraklyon, all excited for the new additions of the 'Winx kids' after they heard the couple had boy and girl twins, they were bit disappointed and sympathetic when Sky and Bloom hesitantly told them that their daughter had died during birth, and only their son survived.
"I'm sorry, Sky." Brandon looked at Sky and Bloom sympathetically as his daughter Princess Claire, along with Layla's twin boys, Lance and Kyle, blissfully unaware of the somber mood, cooed at Prince Samuel, who couldn't stop crying prior after being separated with his twin sister.
"I- it's fine." Bloom said, "At least we still have our son." She tries convincing herself that.
"What's his name, anyway?" Musa asked, her husband Riven cradling their five month old daughter, Piper.
"Samuel and H-" She cut herself off, "Samuel. Just Samuel, maybe Sam as his nickname."
"A wonderful name, Bloom." Flora smiled, her one year old son, Glenn, playing with Tecna's daughter, Alexis.
Bloom merely smiled, but frowned in her mind in the realization that...
It's not Samuel and Hestia like she had hoped earlier.
Just Samuel now.
A/N: I named Hestia after the Greek Goddess of Hearth, because I kind of really like it, it suits the daughter of the holder of the Dragon Flame because it means 'hearth' or 'fireside', and the name isn't that popular even though it's really beautiful. And I named Samuel, well, Samuel because, I dunno, I kind of just drew him earlier and thought "Wow, he kind of looks like a Samuel."
If you still don't get the first chapter, lemme explain the plot so far. So basically there was a curse generations ago that states that a child will be born from the royal family of Eraklyon with a birthmark, and that child will end up destroying the Magic Dimension. So, surprise surprise, that cursed child turns out to be Hestia, Bloom and Sky's daughter. So, to prevent what Hestia is fated to do, she is locked up somewhere in the castle.
I know the curse isn't explained thoroughly, but trust me, more things will be revealed about it as the story goes on, so yeah.
Next chapter will have a 6-year time skip, where Samuel (and Hestia) is now six years old, still unaware of each other. Also, the other kids of the Winx will be formally introduced too instead of just being mentioned (also I'll probably finish the cover for this story by the time the next chapter is released but shh).
Thanks for reading!