Winx Club and Saints Row go to their respective owners. Trust me, if I owned Winx Club, Mirta would be in it way more often, Nabu would never have died in Season 4, and at least one of the seasons so far would have Dark Bloom as the main villain.
Domino, 20 years ago
The King and Queen of Domino, Oritel and Marion, were watching their children, Bloom and Daphne, playing a game with each other. Bloom was the youngest.
"Oritel, what are we going to do? Eraklyon, Solaria and Zenith are all threatening to declare war on us if we don't hand them over."
"In that case, there's only one thing we can do. We send them both to another planet and wipe their memories. Then, if anything happens, they can at least work together once they discover their powers. I only hope that they'll forgive us, should they ever find us again."
"I..." Marion started, but was interrupted by a loud knock on the door, and the voice of Solaria's King Radius.
"Oritel, I know you're in there! Open this door and give Bloom and Kinzie to me, so they can be dealt with!"
"NO! Radius, my friend, I'm sorry, but I cannot and will not give my children over to some Solarian death squad! Daphne, get your sisters and go to the Portal Room now!"
"OK!" Daphne said, before picking her younger sister up in one arm and running down a corridor.
"Oritel, I will break this door down if I have to! Now OPEN IT!"
"RADIUS, FOR THE LAST TIME, IT'S NOT HAPPENING!"
Daphne burst through a door into a bedroom, which caused the baby inside the room to start crying.
"Shhhhh, shhhhh. Don't worry, Kinzie. Everything will be OK."
She picked up the baby with her free arm and began running again. She stopped when she reached a large room.
"Sisters, I hope you can forgive me." Daphne said, before activating the Portal and putting Kinzie through it.
"Daphne, what are you doing? I'm scared." Bloom said.
"I'm sending you and Kinzie to a place where no-one can ever find or hurt you. It's called Earth, and it's beautiful. Bloom, I'm sorry, but you won't see me again for a while."
"What? Daphne..." Bloom's protests were cut off when Daphne placed her through the Portal.
Gardenia, USA, present day
Kinzie Kensington awoke drenched in sweat, on a private plane bound for Gardenia. She was sat next to Shaundi on her left and Viola DeWynter on her right.
"Uh, what the...? Why am I on a plane?" Kinzie said.
"Kinzie, what are you talking about? The Boss planned this trip to Gardenia 3 months ago. She did this because you used to live here, remember?" Shaundi responded.
"Oh... Right." Kinzie said, clearly confused.
"Are you OK? 'Cause, like, you were talking in your sleep and you were, I don't know how to describe it, but..." Viola explained.
"You were glowing." Shaundi finished.
"Ha! Glowing? Please! That's not even possible." Kinzie retorted.
"Hey, would you three keep it down? I'm trying to work out a deal for a new Gangstas in Space movie... Oh. Kinzie, you're awake. Are you OK?" The Boss said.
"Do I LOOK OK?! First, I have this REALLY weird dream, then, according to Viola, I was talking in my sleep and GLOWING?! ARGH!" Kinzie exclaimed, before extending her arm towards the window of the plane, which was on her right. However, a ball of what appeared to be fire shot out of her hand and destroyed the window and most of the wing, causing the plane to go into a tailspin.
"WHAT THE...?!" Kinzie, Viola and Shaundi exclaimed at the same time. The Boss sighed angrily and looked behind her.
"OK, you three, just what the hell is going on?! For the last time, I am trying to...HOLY SHIT!" The Boss exclaimed, after seeing the plane's wing, or lack thereof.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IT APPEARS WE'VE BEEN ATTACKED BY AN UNKNOWN FORCE! PLEASE REMAIN CALM WHILE WE TRY TO FIND A SAFE SPOT FOR AN EMERGENCY LAND..." The pilot was cut off when the plane crashed and everything went black.
Well, that's the first chapter of Blood of the Saints. I'd like to thank Midnight Lost for not only allowing me to write this story, as parts of it make reference to Midnight's story, Crimson Flame, but for helping me put together the main ideas for the story itself.
