My name's Icy Trix. The oldest and most strongest of the three Trix sisters, it's kind of a job description.
When you're taking over the entire realm of Magix you need to be strong. When you have both a twin that is the poster child for middle child syndrome and a younger sister that has her head in clouds so much that you have to pull her down she gets hurt you have to strong.
How did I wind up like this?
Well, let me put everything into a nutshell. Darcy and I were born twins, naturally I came first than Darcy; our birth mother had complications after Darcy's birth and died. Our father was kind of bent out of shape afterwards, while he was good to me (and Stormy when she was born two years later to our step mother) he kind of held this strange bitterness towards Darcy, not that he abused her in any way. It was just there was an air about the man when ever he go close to her.
And rightfully so, she's warped.
While I'm cruel, hateful, mean, and down right evil she's beyond anything I've ever seen. I don't know if it's our connection as twins or if it's some kind of a insight I have. At times it scared me, and I bet she scared the teachers at cloud tower too.
I have to be strong for all of us. While I am a witch and evil I tend to have my limits, that's something I knew not many at cloud tower have. Especially Darcy.
After we, me and my sisters, were expelled from Cloud Tower Darcy was seething, she scared me even though I kept up a damn good appearance. I kept her away from Stormy when she was blaming both of us for being too weak, somehow I kept our little group together.
Now I wonder how can I remain strong now? When I knew I lead to us being back in home, failures as witches. And I felt a failure as a leader, hell at this moment like I failed as a sister.
Do you want to know something? Did you know people whose element is water is very emotional, ether they are stone cold or very uncontroling of their feelings. Even all of my attacks are ice based, ice is just frozen water.
That night I sat up in bed and cried, I never really cried so hard in years. I was glad no one saw me or I would have never heard the end of it.
I try to keep myself strong, I wanted to be strong for the others and...
Dear gods, I thought about her again. Why do I keep doing this to myself? Maybe to make sure I remain strong, make myself bitter?
But there's one thing for sure, fate is a cruel mistress. As "she" is both a person I love and hate, didn't quite expect that, did you?
When I first encounter her she dug deep under my skin, than I learn she has the dragon fire. I just became obsessed with her, she got the one thing that was needed to rule all of the realms and she constantly ruined my plans and my life. But in the same sickening way I have fallen for her, an unobtainable star sitting on a high pedestal. If I didn't have my sisters to watch over I would be pining for her, whether in a good or evil way I have no idea.
I have to be strong, no matter what.
No matter who.
I just have to.