On the Other Side of the Tracks- (I might switch the title later?)
Musa's Betrayal- Part One
At the age of twenty, Musa of the Harmonic Realm looked upon the shadowy gates of Cloud Tower School for Witches once again. Not actually having been one of the students there, Musa always had really bad experiences, and recollections of it. Nightmares, you would call it. Musa's flowing long blue-black hair was put up into two pigtails as she rang the doorbell. The doors opened in front of her, no one there to greet her.
This must be just an automatic system. She wondered as she stepped through the threshold.
When Musa entered the main hall she met many students flowing through the halls, all staring at her. Looking at her weird. They must sense I'm a fairy.
Finally she stopped to see the old rugged doors of the principal's office, two looming purple doors as solid as oaks. At last she spotted a secretary wearing an orange cloak writing something with a quill pen, Musa decided to check in with the woman first.
"Hi." Musa said upbeat.
"Hello.." the woman said eyes not moving from her pad.
"Uh..I'm here to see Ms Griffin. Ya know when she's free?" Musa asked. The woman's eyes looked up from her page and she glared at Musa.
"My dear..Ms Griffin retired two years ago. It's Mrs Pelonski now." the woman replied dryly.
"Pelo-what?" Musa shrugged. The secretary groaned.
"The headmistress is too busy." the woman said smartly, she glared at her once again. "Besides, she has no business with a fairy."
"Let her in Balsama," a looming voice as hauntingly rich remarked. "I may be retired, but it doesn't mean I'm out of the question."
"Eep. Yes Ms Griffin." The secretary murmured as Griffin and a stout woman with long silver hair appeared with her. Musa smiled as she stuck her tongue out at the secretary before going into the office.
"Ms G! How's it going?" Musa said cheerfully but bit her tongue as she saw both women with dank faces. "What up? You guys don't look so good."
"I am surprised to see you so carefree like that Musa." Ms Griffin remarked hollowly. "With your father's death and all..."
"Yeah..it's been a tough couple of months." Musa said lowering her head a pain throbbed in her chest remembering his death. "It's not easy to go through life alone like this."
"We figured this much." the stout woman Pelonski replied.
"Are you still having those bad dreams my dear?" Ms Griffin asked intensely as Musa wiped away a tear with the sleeve of her pink Chinese style jacket.
"I never really remember them, yet I always get startled and sweaty in the middle of the night because of them." Musa replied slowly, she closed her eyes and shook her head. "I can hear voices screaming at me.."
"We have figured this much." Pelonski repeated.
"What? What have you figured?" Musa remarked angrily, as she stood up from her chair. Griffin tore a tissue from the box and gave it to Musa after folding her hands again.
"There is a transition, dear. After many years, one can come to a crossroads..." Griffin began. Musa looked at her unsurely, as Pelonski nodded her head.
"Crossroads?" Musa repeated, "I don't understand."
"There is a reason we called you here from the Harmonic Realm, Musa." Pelonski replied giving Musa another tissue. "A secret your father never told you..."
"What?" Musa asked enraged. "What didn't my father tell me?"
"After your mother died...he was enraged with the world, and tampered with dark forces." Griffin replied. "He came to many sessions with an underground cult. For you see Musa. You're father became a warlock.."
"My dad...a witch?" Musa murmured, she held her head. "This doesn't make sense. My dad is a good man!"
"Even though he quit the cult for your safety and well being. Technically, he is still a warlock. And you can become a witch if you so choose." Griffin informed her head laying on her hands.
"I went to fairy school! I got my Enchantix, my final stage of fairyhood!" Musa exclaimed pounding her fists on the desk, making the Professors jump. "How can I become a witch just now?"
"How long was it when your father died?" Ms Griffin said strictly, ignoring the fairy's tantrum.
"Close to a month..Why?" She snapped.
"The time the transition may happen is a moon since the parent has passed on.." Griffin replied informatively. "Your crossroads will appear soon and with it's decision, you may or may not become a witch."
"So I can't even choose to become a witch?" Musa asked loudly as she plopped back in her seat.
"No. The process never works that way." Pelonski interrupted. "Only if you have a true heart you may remain the same as before.."
"But if it becomes treacherous, you have no choice." Griffin replied grimly. Musa gritted her teeth at that proposition. She can't become a witch. No. Griffin sensed the anger in Musa and slowly added. "I wish for you to stay at Cloud Tower for the night...just so we can keep an eye on your situation."
"What if I decline?" Musa hissed. Griffin glared.
"Unfortunately you have no choice. If you do choose to leave, the outside predicaments can speed up the transition..you will be a witch and recklessly throwing your power away at innocent lives. For the civilians sake, you shall remain in our teacher's assistant's bedroom in the faculty night quarters." Griffin instigated, Musa turned her head and groaned. "Well Musa? Is it settled?"
"Yes, ma'am." Musa said dejectedly.
"Good. Now, I must show you something before showing you to your room." Griffin added as she got up from her seat and escorted Musa to the door. "Bad night Pelonski. May your dreams be wicked and devious."
Pelonski bowed her head as they headed out, Ms Griffin was silent the entire way until they reached a stairway to the basement. Musa wondered where they were going as they went deeper into the ground. Ms Griffin lifted her torch as they stopped at a dungeon room door.
"Come..but do not touch." she said as she lifted a golden key from her pocket and unlocked the door.
Musa gasped as she saw what was inside the room, three paralysed figures, who look as if they were in a trance chained and restrained with glowing magical auras reinforcing the restraints. The three looked very familiar to them, one with long ice blue hair, another with luxurious brown hair and the last with frizzy blue hair in the shape of a cloud.
Icy, Darcy and Stormy.
"How did you get them. I haven't seen these bogus witches two years ago." Musa exclaimed.
"The magi force found these three, barely alive..they have been sapped of their energy and kept under Cloud Tower's control." Griffin replied evilly as she put back the key in her pocket. "Those three witches are a disgrace, and can barely function now. Your friends the Winx Club have put up quite a fight with those three, throughout your highschool days."
"All those days of wanting power, rendered them powerless in the end." Musa sighed as she looked at the pathetic state the Trix sisters were in. Remembering the fights she had with them, Musa couldn't handle bearing it. She wanted all this to go away. She didn't even want to be there at all.
"Just be cautionary, Musa. If the crossroads turn you. You must not let your power consume you. It can be as haunting as those nightmares." Ms Griffin warned, Musa's eyes widened as she turned back. "Now that I've shown you this. Never return to this room again!"