Author's notes: This story is based off of the movie 'The Crow' made in 1994. You don't need to be familiar with the movie in order to appreciate this story, but it helps.

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One year had passed since Baltor and his forces attacked and destroyed the Alfea school for fairies. They descended upon the school without warning or mercy. when the dust settled, few were spared. Bloom and all her friends were killed in the battle.

A large crow flies over the ruins of Alfea at night and lands on one of many grave stones. The bird begins pecking on the stone and then a hand reaches out of the ground. A few minuets later, a young red headed woman had dug herself out of the grave and stood up.

Even in the magical realms, no one knows exactly what happens to someone after they die. Of course, there have been many legends and speculations about life after death. People once believed that when a person dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of dead. But sometimes, a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can not rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back, to put the wrong things right.

Bloom was confused as she looked over the remains of Alfea. She then touched her grave stone and a vision flashed in front of her eyes. The vision was of various people digging graves and depositing dead bodies into them. She recognized some of the bodies as facility and fellow students of Alfea.

She saw all of her friends and their boyfriends dead bodies tossed into the ground and buried, and her body followed them. Unmarked stones were placed in front of each grave and all the people walked away from the makeshift cemetery.

What the hell is happening? Bloom thought. I remember dying, and the battle I lost. But what am I doing back here?

Bloom walked towards the ruins of the school building. As she walked around, more visions flashed through her head. She had visions of her time at the school: hanging out with her friends, attending classes, all the good times. Then she saw visions of the battle that ended up killing her and all her friends.

Bloom saw Stormy smash Musa's head into a wall, then Darcy use a spell to completely wipe Stella's mind. Then she saw Icy incapacitate her, and the white haired witch forced herself on Bloom.

Oh god, Icy raped me right before I was killed Bloom thought. She shuddered as that thought hit her. It would be an understatement to say that that was not how she had envisioned losing her virginity. And then the final vision of the battle she and her friends lost hit her.

Baltor walked over to a defeated and defiled Bloom. "This has been fun Bloom, but all good things must come to an end," Baltor said as he charged a mystic blast in his hands and unleashed it on Bloom, killing her.

As Bloom recovered from that last vision, she saw something move through the rubble of the school. She went to investigate and saw her old pet rabbit. "Kiko, your still alive," Bloom said as she knelt down and picked up Kiko in her arms.

Just then, the crow perched itself on a wall and cawed to get Bloom's attention. "You're responsible for bringing me back, aren't you," Bloom said as she faced the crow. As she looked into the black bird's eyes, she instinctively knew that she was right. She also knew why she was brought back: to kill Baltor and the witches, thus avenging her own death and the deaths of her friends.

Bloom then put Kiko down and transformed to see if being resurrected had any affect on her powers. She found a fragment of a broken mirror and began moving around to get a look at herself. She was in a dress that was like the one from the enchantix outfit she had before dying, except it was all black. She still had the same wings as before.

Bloom was surprised when she finally saw her face. She was wearing a great deal of white makeup all over. Her lips were black and she had black lines going out from the corners of her mouth, as well as vertical black lines going along her eyes.

She held out her hand and conjured a flame in front of her. Bloom was surprised to see that the flame was black, instead of red. However, she did feel that the black fire went well with her new look. She could sence that her magic was now about 30-40 more powerful than when she was alive.

Bloom then looked out to the city of magix in the distance. She started flying there, hoping to find her murderers, if not some clues as to where she could find them.