A/N: So the Trix have been in the show since like forever, yet we know little to nothing about their upbringing, life before Cloud Tower etc.

So I've decided to put this idea in place. My way about how things would play out (Ik, I write too many stories based on them). Takes place after S7.

Also, I felt like starting another story after not making one for so long!

This is different from my 'Remake' series (Still on S1)!

Enjoy the story!

±HynotisisAnime Reader±

Whisperia

This was it. The Trix were finally defeated; the Winx, after so many years, have finally banished the Trix into Limbo, where they would spend eternity, no longer a threat to the Magical Dimension.

And everyone celebrated. And everyone was happy.

Especially one person, who watched the entire thing from the Seeing Book, in the throne room of the Whisperian Castle, on the Royal Whisperian Throne, painted a dark violet decorated with golden sparkles.

The person gave an evil smile to themselves, and let out a minute, still but hasty laugh.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

The person gave out a sigh, before echoing the words, "Come in", followed by a quiet groan.

The person who knocked on the door entered; they walked down the pitch-dark carpet, before bowing down to the person on the throne.

"What is it you want from me Violet?" the person on the throne asked. "Don't you know that I have better things to attend to?"

Violet, the girl who had walked in through the door, styled jet-black hair with streaks of purple that reached down to her hips. Clothing-wise, she sported a long-sleeved aubergine top fitted on with metal shoulder pads; she wore a mini-indigo skirt with matching black tights to her colour scheme (along with metal shoulder pads). Violet wore mid-length mulberry boots.

"Mother", the girl started, "our cousins! They're in-"

Mother, who was known as Queen Refia, to the very few citizens of Whisperia who were still alive, who was also the person on the throne, held up a hand to stop her daughter.

"Limbo. I know." the Queen said with zero expression in her, "it doesn't stop our plans, however."

Mother turned the Seeing Book around so her daughter, facing opposite of her could see the events going on in Limbo. The Seeing Book showed Icy, Darcy and Stormy, who had just arrived at Limbo. The three witches, known as the Trix, were no longer shapeshifting witches they were a few short minutes ago - having been stripped off their Wild Magic, the trio, were, once again, back to their Dark Witch outfits they had since the Legendarium days, but in a much weaker state. So weak, that Stormy had almost lost her powers, hadn't she conserved some of it at the last possible second, before being sucked into Limbo. In this state, it felt like being back in their Witch outfits. All the way back to step one - no - first-year witches, when they were just learning the simplest of spells. When they hadn't even unlocked Witch form as of yet.

For them, this was the worst.

To Violet, it felt like Judgement Day had arrived early. She let out an uncontrollable grin, and would've let out squeals of joy, hadn't her mother been there watching her. At the sight of her daughter's face, Queen Refia immediately shut the book with zero hesitation, the slam echoing across the room; the smirk wiped off of Violet's face, and the girl looked sharp at her mother.

"What", the queen started, "were you smiling for?"

"Well, since Icy and her sisters are in Limbo, there's no one to fight for the throne! Meaning you can reign as Queen, and then I get to be the next!" the girl replied.

"Well, Violet. It isn't all that simple. First: I have made it clear on several different occasions, that you will share the throne with your twin brother, regardless of what you might try and do to stop it-"

"But Seth has also said on several different occasions, that he doesn't even want to be King."

"It's only because him, you and I are in the same room at the same time. If I wasn't in the room, you two would be quarrelling for the throne. So to make my life easier, for the sake of my deathbed, you'll both be sharing it."

Violet looked down on the ground, frowning before her mother called her name which shot her head up.

"Second of all, Icy has inherited her mother's powers, which I still need!"

"What's wrong with what you have?" Violet gave a confused look to her mother, who replied with 'I'm not dealing with your BS right now' look, which set the girl's face blank again.

"What's wrong with what I have, is that it's not powerful enough. Icy's mother had great control over the four main elements of Whisperia- those four elements are equally as powerful as the Dragon Flame- maybe a bit more!"

"And what you're saying is...?" Violet gave another look.

"You don't get it. Don't you? Those power's Icy's mother had, my sister, was the exact reason why she was crowned Queen of Whisperia and I was not. Hadn't my sister defeated me with that great wave of energy when I was about to defeat her, I would've got the throne."

Violet now looked bewildered.

"And the Ancestral's Witches' magic doesn't last forever you know. I can't even ask them to renew that spell because they're dead, and I can't even find the spell. It won't be long until their true powers start to unravel. Until they know their history and what happened to them. And before you know, they'll come back here and Icy will try to claim the throne back. You and your brother will have a rival to the throne. The plan will slowly fall apart."

The black-haired girl now gave her full attention, shocked about what new information she had just learned. The two just stared at each other in utter silence for a few minutes until Violet then asked: "Then what do we do?"

The Queen thought about it, putting her fingers on her chin as if she was thinking after long and hard. No matter what she did, she can no longer delay things and try to buy more time. Now had to be the time for action, whether it was time or not.

"We strike back before they do. We bring the Trix back here and kill them before they can re-discover anything from their past. And then we stop anyone who tries to get in our way. First protocol being the Fairy of the Dragon Flame."

"Why?"

"Because the Fairy of the Dragon Flame is also the leader of the Winx Club. And the Winx will be the ones most likely to halt our plans. No Bloom, no Winx. The group literally falls apart like dominoes without her." The Queen laughed as she sent that statement, with her daughter choiring in.

"But the Trix?"

Queen Refia opened the Seeing Book again and then cast a spell. Violet walked next to her mother to see her casting a spell to get the Trix out of Limbo. The next thing, the Trix were no longer in Limbo. One minute they were there. Now, they were not. The Queen closed the book

"Where are the Trix? Where did they go?"

"Here, Whisperia, where we will finish them off." The Queen then turned to look at her daughter "Tell your brother to get ready. The both of you must come back down here together in five. Now go."

Violet had one quick glance at her mother, bowed to her again, and then quickly went to find her brother.

Queen Refia then opened the Seeing Book once more, opening it to where the Winx were on the current day. It was nighttime at Alfea. Just as it was morning here in Whisperia... only it didn't look as if it were morning. The Winx were all sleeping cosy in bed. The Queen smiled. A perfect opportunity.

'Now then, what shall I do with you, Bloom?' the Queen asked herself.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it.

I will be updating (most) of my other stories.

Next should be longer.