This is the total remake of my very old, very immature first multi-chaptered story called Pinx. Looking back I'm just like whoa, I wasn't as good as I thought I was. I needed a little humility and a couple years of experience before I could actually write something I am genially proud of. Now it's kinda strange; I was fourteen when I first posted Pinx. Being nineteen and still loving Winx club is a little strange in my eyes, but oh well; kid at heart and all that jazz. Besides, Winx can get pretty intense. Not everything will be by the book with this story. I will be putting in my own personal touches, but you'll notice them when they come along. Thanks for reading.

Disclaimer
I do not own Pokémon or Winx

Chapter One: Essence

"I'm glad that you're feeling better May," The young sophomore said with a smile. May couldn't help but smile back. Riley was such a sweet girl and really the only one who showed the brunette any genuine kindness. "You were absent for so long, I didn't think you'd be able to graduate." Riley added.

"I wouldn't miss the opportunity to be done with this place." May chided referring to Montclair Technical Institute. Despite how upscale the school was for a simple High School located on the border of Clifton and Montclair – two insignificant towns located in upper New Jersey – the school wasn't as forward as they claimed when referring to teachers and students alike. May's mother saw nothing but good when it came to the expensively renovated high school, but May knew too well that evil and idiocy roamed it's halls.

"What did you have again?" Riley questioned. "It must have been pretty bad for you to be pulled out of school for one and a half weeks."

May pursed her lips. Even she didn't know what she was sick with; all she knew was that it was painful. Day in and day out she suffered from horrid hot flashes that she shouldn't even be expecting until fifty years later down the line. She'd literally burn; her skin turning an unsightly red every time. Her mother had taken her to the hospital and they had no explanation for her absurd temperatures that were way over abnormal. According to science, no human should have a temperature over one hundred and eight. May had been sporting a temperature of a hundred and thirty five when her sickness set in.

"My body was fighting something off pretty hard," May explained vaguely. Riley furrowed her brow. The brunette forced a bright smile. "But I'm fine now. It was a really bad and extensive cold, ya know?"

Out the corner of her eye May could see someone watching her. She wasn't completely sure, but she knew their line of sight was right in her direction. She glanced over her shoulder and blinked in surprise when there was no one standing in the spot she had seen the person watching her. Maybe she was having delusions again. When she was sick, she could have sworn she had been seeing things like dragons and kings and queens.

"Sure…" Riley murmured. "You're lucky you didn't miss finals or you really would have been stuck here."

"Couldn't have that." May said in a matter of fact tone. "I probably bombed all my exams, but I already got into the college I wanted. I have nothing to worry about from here on out. I am so done with MTI." She grumbled.

"Aren't we all?" Riley sighed with a cheeky smile. May laughed lightly and nodded in agreement.

"Well you may be done MTI and the nonexistent social life you've kept up until now, but no matter where you go, your reputation will be sure to follow." Someone else inserted. May turned her blue eyes off of Riley and locked them with the equally, if not brighter baby blues of Paige, or as May liked to call her, the Witch of MTI.

Paige wasn't mean all the time; it was just with May for some particular reason. May thought it was because in middle school the two of them had been the final two in the school talent show and May had won by a landslide with a combination of near perfect vocals and guitar playing any girl her age would die for. Paige claimed her detest of the brunette had nothing to do with the fact that she outshined her on several levels and everyone knew how Paige liked to be the one and only shining star.

Even though it was that one moment when they were twelve that May managed to steal the spotlight for a second, Paige had managed to reclaim her place as most talented and grew into most, beautiful and in many cases, most loose. All the while May was eased into the background having no friend's her Freshman and Sophomore year until Riley Simmons came along. Like May, she was a bit of an outcast with her naturally deep brown hair dyed a pure white and her love of baseball caps and flying goggles did nothing for her.

"May, I really will miss the times we shared." Paige sighed as she cocked her head to the side and smiled sarcastically at the brunette. At the blonde's side was an equally as blonde girl with suspicious dark roots. The nameless girl, May hardly cared about, but she was Paige's informant so May had the fake blonde to blame for some of the torment she has faced over the years.

"I can't say I feel the same way." May murmured. It wasn't like she enjoyed talking to Paige and she wasn't going to lace her tone with sarcasm and false excitement like Paige is known to.

"Okay…" Paige sighed dramatically. Riley and May shared a look. "I'll admit that we've had our rough times, but you can't deny that you'll miss me May…Wherever you go, my torment will pale in comparison to what college has to offer you." Paige smirked and May narrowed her eyes.

"At least you admit to tormenting her." Riley grumbled. May smiled at her briefly and Riley smiled back. Paige hadn't caught what the scene girl had said, but she didn't like the smiles they exchanged.

"I'm pretty sure you'll find new friends though." Paige started up again. May returned her attention to the blonde once more. "One who believes in the same delusions that you do. Maybe you can read fairytales together and pretend that you're fairies."

Paige's nameless friend began to cackle as Paige snickered behind her hand. May's entire face flushed. It was late into Freshman year that her love for all things magical and mythical had been shared amongst the student body. In a span of twenty four hours there wasn't a single person who didn't know that May read stories about fairies, witches and pixies on a regular basis and sometimes even role played with her fellow "magic believing nerds." In high school, specifically MTI, it wasn't socially acceptable to believe in such childish delusions, but even after all that humiliation, May had yet to deny her faith in the impossible.

She still had a feeling, not in her mind, but in her very being that the stories she read did not come from thin air.

"Aren't we getting a little old for the mindless verbal assaulting, Paige." May began with an exasperated sigh. They were all mostly eighteen and going to college next year, this kind of teasing should have been over and done with after they graduated middle school. "I mean as much as I enjoy having you mock me like a stereotypical mean girl day in and day out, I think it would help your already wrecked image to just cut back on the catty remarks." May said smartly.

Riley's brow shot up and she glanced between May and Paige. May looked bored, just about ready to move on down the hall and out of this school for good. Paige looked just about ready to rip the brunette to shreds. Paige wasn't very good at hiding her feelings. She was very blatant which was good on some occasion, but very hurtful in others. Like now.

"What did you say to me, you troll?" Paige hissed taking a step towards May and knocking her roughly in the shoulder. May blinked in surprise. Usually her confrontations with Paige never got physical…then again her confrontations with Paige were usually just the blonde mocking May and May taking it without a word. May wasn't one to start a fight.

But today was the last day of school. May was done. May was tired. She wasn't tolerating much today; especially Paige Georgette.

"I don't see the need to repeat myself." May retorted. "And I don't recommend putting your hand on me again."

Paige shoved her again. May took in a deep breath. Her blood was near boiling now. Of course Paige would test her patience. The blonde was smirking vindictively as she locked eyes with the brunette and in half a second that was smirk was gone as May dove for her ridiculously too perfect to be natural hair. The way it melted in May's hand was proof as to how completely synthetic the locks were, but just the fact that May's touch caused the extensions to melt was a feat in itself.

Paige managed to jerk her head free with a yelp and inspected the clump of hair that was now congealed together as though someone went over it with a too hot flat iron. Her blue eyes widened and her nameless friend stared on in shock as well.

"Wha-What did you…?" Paige couldn't get the complete sentence out as she stared at her hair. May stared on, just as shocked before looking towards her hand as it released a wisp of smoke. Synthetic hair was stuck to her palm and May made a choked noise of surprise.

Before anyone else could question her, May was gone. She sprinted down the hall, ignoring Riley as she called for her and ignoring the strange looks of those she shoved aside to get to the nearest exit. She burst through one of the side doors of the school and took off down the walkway. It was happening again…and she didn't know exactly what it was. All she knew was that it shouldn't be happening because it wasn't normal.

After putting about three blocks between her and school, she realized that she had pointlessly run enough. Coincidentally she had brought herself to the strip of shops she frequented when she wasn't exactly in the mood to go home and be put to work in her mother's flower shop. She'd let Max have fun being their mother's mule while May relaxed in the small tea salon.

May ordered the same tea as always; passion fruit iced tea with a shot of lemon, unsweetened. She slumped in a seat by one of the tables towards the back as she waited for her cup of tea to be brought to her. The barista offered her what looked like a consoling smile as she set down May's order. May must have looked more distressed than she thought.

She decided to calm herself down a bit and sipped at her tea. As she stirred the ice into her tea, she suddenly got that feeling that someone was watching her, just like at school. She glanced out the corner of her eye, catching the glint of the lights reflecting off of glasses. Turning slightly in her seat, May saw only the side profile of a girl that looked no older than her with skin the color of coffee and eyes almost unnaturally light behind a pair of glasses. May couldn't tell the exact color of her eyes from this distance.

The girl glanced at May and the brunette quickly whipped around, not wanting to get caught staring. She turned her attention back towards her tea just as the chair across from hers was pulled out and someone plopped down in it. May glanced up and blinked in surprise to see it was the girl she had just been inspecting. May blinked in surprise and the girl smiled brightly. She had apple doll cheeks when she smiled, May noted.

"Hi," The girl greeted with a wave.

May hesitantly waved back. "Hi…"

The girl just continued smiling and May was starting to get freaked out. A beat passed and the girl's unnaturally light, almost silver looking eyes darted down to May's hand where there was still remains of the melted hair that was once attached to Paige's head.

"Her hair is like Barbie quality; melts when it gets over three hundred degrees." The girl sighed with a shake of her head. Her bright smile turned a little crooked and May's brow furrowed in confusion. She snatched her hand away and hid it under the table.

"How did you…"

"I've been watching you May." The girl got right to the point. May's mouth flopped open then closed as she nodded slowly. The fight or flight instinct automatically kicked in. "I know that sounds really creepy, but before you bolt out of here like a bat out of hell and call the cops on me, will you allow me to explain myself?"

"Depends…" May said slowly. The girl nodded in understanding; her shoulder length jet black hair that almost looked silver when the light hit it, bobbed.

"I'm not a stalker, I promise…" The girl laughed. May gave her a brief once over before nodding for her to continue. "Okay…well I wouldn't have been watching you if I wasn't sure that you were special. Only someone with immense power could be sensed from such a distance." The girl was speaking nonsense in hushed tones. May was getting confused.

"What are you talking about?" May she finally clipped.

"The day your powers…woke up, I guess, you could feel the shift in Magix…like something that has been long lost has been found and Miss Jennifer had to be sure; that's where I come in with the whole borderline stalker bit." The girl laughed and May's head cocked to the side still impossibly confused.

"Okay pause," May sighed, lifting a hand. The girl snapped her mouth shut. "I have no clue what you're talking about because you are all over the place; talking about powers, some woman named Jennifer and stalking. You need to be a little clearer on what you're trying to say because so far, you just sound unbelievably crazy."

The girl pursed her lips and nodded as her light colored gaze flittered downwards. She stared at May's hand for a moment before reaching for it and placing it against the porcelain mug of the tea she had ordered. May made a sound of protest but the stranger held her hand to the cup. May looked up at her and the girl simply nodded and pulled her hand away. May kept her hand clasped around the cup.

"Now warm up your tea." The girl ordered. May gave her a strange look and was about to pull her hand away from the cup until the nameless girl shot her a pointed look. "You know you can do it." She added knowingly.

May swallowed as she stared at her porcelain mug of half drunken tea. It was iced for a reason. May didn't like warm tea…that is, if she could even warm it. What happened with Paige was purely on accident and still shook her to the core. She knew the impossible, obsessed over the impossible…believed in the impossible, but never believed the impossible could happen with her. She was just one girl…

"If you show me what you can do, I can show you what I can do." The nameless girl promised. May tried her best not to be put off by the promise, but her curiosity suddenly peaked. If she could melt a girl's hair and suffer from a physically impossible fever, then what was to say that this girl wasn't just as weird as she was?

May stared at her tea. Her grip on the mug tightened. She didn't know what to do. How did she warm up tea without a microwave or a hot plate? How did she melt something in her hand and burn her mother when she went to check her temperature.

"Just don't think so hard." The girl advised with a small smile and a nod. She must have been watching May struggled.

May nodded and turned her attention back on her mug of tea. The ice cubes were bobbing around in it, practically mocking her incapability. Believe in the impossible…that's what May always thought. She had a certain fixation on the word believe. It was underrated and yet completely overused for all the wrong reasons. It was an intense word that could move mountains and make trees bow…she knew not to mess with believing in something.

Her blue eyes became half lidded as she sighed and relaxed herself. The nameless girl watched with a smile, noticing the change. She wasn't good at sensing energies; she wasn't the type…but the brunette before her had an unmistakable radiance of pure power that rolled off her in waves and she was realizing it. It couldn't be ignored or suppressed anymore and was quickly breaking down its last barrier as May willingly submitted to it.

"Oh wow…" The nameless girl sighed as she stared into May's mug. The ice cubes had melted completely and the magenta tinted liquid had come up to a steady boil. May stared with awe and had a small incredulous laugh. She actually did it…she wasn't as normal as she thought after all. The nameless girl grinned and nodded. May grinned right back before pulling her hand away. Her tea continued to bubble for a few more seconds before settling down completely.

"I'm not a hundred percent positive, but I'm sure your Quintessence is linked to heat…maybe fire." The girl breathed with a nod. "That's rare May. You are unbelievably special."

May's brow furrowed. "Quintessence?" She repeated slowly. The nameless girl nodded.

"Yea, it's the pure and perfect embodiment of something…everything in the entire universe and beyond has it, but where I'm from Quintessence means something different entirely. It is the pure concentrated essence of energy inside of us that gives us power…that makes us who we are." The girl gestured from May to herself and back.

"And what are we…exactly?" May asked quietly.

The girl smirked. "Fairies."

Oh snap! Leaving you with that! Much better than what I originally had. Most of the ideas admittedly came from Sam though with the whole May confronting an enemy then heating her tea bit so my gratitude goes out to her for offering me excellent ideas. This chapter was short because I never intended it to go past about two thousand words. It somehow got past three thousand though so I guess that's just a bonus. I hope you all will enjoy this remake of Pinx. It'll have new twists and old twists from the show Winx and my former story.

Don't forget to review guys.

~Rolyn~