Category: Winx Club

Rating: M

Couples: Faragonda/Baltor, Winx/respective-Specialist (which would take to much room to mention all...), maybe Griffin/Codatorta

Warnings: AU, hints of torture, Character Death, maybe sex

Chapter: 1

Copyright: © characters and place by Iginio Straffi; © Plot and OC by me

Author's Note: Well, never say never. After I finished my previous story, My Snake Eyes Ending, I thought I had lost all inspiration for Winx Club (which is why Forced Marriage had such a strange ending; I HAD lost all inspiration for that one), but I guess I was wrong. I merely had intended to view my development over the years when I started to reread my stories, but (after nearly hanging myself for my bad grammar and, now so very obvious, spelling-mistakes and sometimes even horrid writing) suddenly there was a visitor at my door; my Winx-Muse! After hearing her nagging for a month I decided to start writing Winx-story's again. Starting with the ending I in the beginning had intended for Forced Marriage. Since restarting a 'complete' story somehow seems lame to me, I just will start a new one... This one; starting at the end of chapter 7 of what I shall dubb "Forced Marriage Take 1".

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Pain tore through those ancient walls. The very building groaned as its most powerfull bond was stretched to near breakingpoint. It was this that alerted the students that something terrible had happened. It were their findings that did the same for the Magic Dimension. Faragonda was gone, she had left her school to never return. As the terrible news spread like a drop of ink in a glas of water, many a realm was shocked to its core. When the horrid rumor arose as to why she had, none could believe it. What could have driven her to sell – it was the only word that would fit – herself to Baltor? When the explanation followed, agony was in many a heart. She had been willing to pay so much, for something she would never experience herself. After a few days the waters on Tides became clear and blue again. The Mermonsters returned to their Mermaidselves. On Solaria the rain stopped as the Second sun returned to its rightfull place. Both Countess Cassandra and her daughter Chimera had to find that King Radius was free again and none to pleased when he heard what had happened during his 'black out'. But all the joy which should have come from all of this, was overruled by the terrible price that had been paid for it.

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A soft groan tore through the small room. The woman that had uttered it didn't even realize she had. Her body seemed to burn, like it did every night. Although he had lessened the power of the curse, she sometimes feared it was still stronger then she could handle. At day, in public she had to pretend she was his willingly, that she truly loved him. In private, she was no more then a thing to him. When bored he would search his entertainment with her. Never in a way that left marks, since it somehow wouldn't do when your beloved wife had burns in her face, but in terrible ways nevertheless. At night, she would suffer from this curse, never given even a small reprieve.

"You are pathetic." He was leaning against the doorframe, watching her suffer. "As could have been expected, don't you think?"

Her painclouded eyes fastened on him. For a moment they burned with hate. For a very small moment, until the next wave of liquid fire tore through her veins. She pressed them shut to prevent the tears to roll free. He had seen enough of those already and she would be damned if she did not at least try to hold them at bay.

"Pathetic..." His hand came to rest on her shaking shoulder. "It could already have ended several days ago, my dear Headmistress. You know what I ask of you. Would it be so hard?"

"I would die before I beg you for something." Her voice determined and yet so weak. "You can have much, Baltor, but that is something you shall never gain."

"Then suffer, Faragonda, suffer until everything ends." He left the room without a single glance backwards.

Finally she allowed the strangled sob to break through her lips.