Dedication: My brilliant readers and reviewers who read my last fanfiction, and my best friend Ruby!

Disclaimer: I will not, have not, and did not own Winx Club. Much to my amazement, they wouldn't sell it to me. Meanies.

Hey everyone! In answer to the inevitable question, yes, this the sequel to my previous fanfiction, Endless Love. This story is called

Realise

Chapter 1

Have you ever been time travelling? If you haven't, you have no idea. If you have, well, you know what I'm talking about. For those who don't- it's like a black void. You spin, spinning, and spinning, hopelessly, blackness engulfing you, until-bang! You're in another time. It's not exactly a nice feeling. I'm telling you this because- no, you'll just have to find out.

It started one windy Saturday in September. The Winx Club were sitting inside their dormitory. Stella had a cold, and it was making her especially annoying.

"I don't dike colds," moaned Stella, tearing another tissue into shreds. Stella was annoying without a cold, but Stella with a cold was utter misery.

"Stella, keep your mouth closed! Germs could come in and out of your mouth! Not only would you get sicker, we could get ill!" warned Flora.

"Honestly, Stella!" grinned Musa.

"Bell, you'd be dross dif dou had a stupid cold!" whined Stella.

"Stella, shut-up," said Bloom from her chair in the corner.

Over the next few days, Tecna and Layla caught colds also. Stella's cold was so bad that she was bedridden. Bloom, Flora and Musa had to keep away from them, incase of catching it, but Flora drank some of her special jasmine tea, and it seemed to keep her safe from the snotty girls. Everyday Flora went to the Alphea school nurse for some medicine and gave it to Layla, Stella and Tecna. But they didn't seem to get much better.

On the next Saturday, Stella had had enough.

"I'm so bored! I dow! I'll call de boys!"

"Perhaps I'd better do the calling, Stella. The guys might not understand you!" said Flora, and Musa giggled from the doorway.

She dialled Brandon's number on her phone

"Hello?"

"Hi, Brandon? It's Flora."

"Hey Flora. Dook, what's de prodlem?

"Can you and the boys come round?"

"Not exactly. Dee, some dof dus are a bit sick…"

"You too? Well, bye!"

"Dye."

"The boys are sick too!" reported Flora.

"That's funny. Perhaps it's epidemic."

"Perhaps.

At Red Fountain, Brandon hung up the phone. It was funny to think that it was just his group of specialists that had caught this cold, and their girlfriends. No one else at Red Fountain had caught it, and to the extent of his knowledge, no one else at Alphea had caught it either. It was…strange.

The night was dark. There were no stars in the sky, and there was no breeze. It was quiet. You wouldn't expect a barrier broken, Witches attacking, and everything going into disarray. But that's what happened.

Flora was woken up at about 1am by a large banging noise. She ran to the window to see what was going on outside. She saw hundreds of witches pelting the magical barrier around Alphea with multicoloured beams of light. Or rather, multicoloured beams of darkness.

"Bloom! Bloom! Wake up! The witches are attacking Alphea!"

"Just five more minutes…"

"BLOOM! Wake up!"

"Later, Flora!"

"Look! The specialists are here too!"

"Sky's here?" said Bloom, suddenly wide awake, "Where?"

The door opened and Musa ran in.

"Everyone, come to Stella's room! The specialists borrowed a portal and came here! Come on!"

Flora and Bloom ran into Stella's room. Riven and Timmy were talking in a corner, while Brandon and Stella were complaining about their colds. Everyone seemed extremely tense.

"I want to go out and fight!" moaned Layla, punching a pillow.

"You can't," said Tecna, "We're not strong enough to fight, and plus we might be contagious."

"About that-" began Brandon, but he was interrupted.

"Well, look what we have here." Everyone spun round. It was the Trix! Icy, Darcy and Stormy stood there, smirking at them.

"I hear you're sick. Well, what a shame. Anyway, you'll soon find out why." Sky unsheathed his sword to protect the girls, but before he cold move, Icy, Darcy and Stormy started to chant. A dark purple light swirled around the Winx and the Specialists. They started to spin, spinning, and spinning hopelessly, blackness engulfing them. It wasn't exactly a nice feeling.

They all landed on hard ground. Flora saw Stella land in a heap on the ground. She crawled towards her, and was about to pull her to her feet, when Stella snapped:

"Unhand me, peasant!"

"Huh? Stella, it's me! Flora!"

"The princess said hands off!" Flora turned and saw Sky looking at her with fire burning in his eyes.

"But- I don't understand-"

"What are you doing here, anyway? Linphea doesn't want peasants like you."

"This is Linphea?" The place looked barren, and Flora couldn't see any trees or anything. She felt hurt that her friends didn't seem to like her anymore. What was going on?