The One With The Legendary Flame
Bloom had dreamed of being a fairy all her life. But what happens when a certain blond fairy just drops in and changes Bloom's life forever…? But as much as there was to her life of being just a fairy, her mother also has kept in her in the dark, but why? What are those secrets that she was keeping from her only daughter? And why wouldn't she tell her of any of those secrets to her?
A/N: I'm re-writing season one in a different version (my version though) and I'm changing a bit of history in the up coming chapters and seasons that I will write... I'm not sure if the it is going to be the same for the cannon couples. It may vary of how I want it to turn out.
Disclaimer: I don't own Winx Club nor it's characters.
Chapter 1: An Unexpected Event
The sun was slowing rising into the skies over the town, called Gardenia in the state of California. Gardenia was an average sized town, which was near the coast. During the summer in Gardenia, nearly every tourist comes for it's nicest beaches. There was also a small little music bar next to the beach that every summer is packed with people – who comes and goes from all different areas of the city and even from out of town.
A medium-sized house lies far out from the coast; within the city was a certain red haired girl who was sleeping. Her room was filled with many beautiful sketches – sketches of fairies, ogres, witches, elves, and even the town's beach itself. Her sketches of the landscapes were astonishing as if she could pass for being an artist at such an early age, and the way she drew the beings of ancient legend of a girl's fantasy dreams were spectacular.
Her small light blue pet bunny was sleeping at the end of her very own bed. As the sun's rays peeked into the young teenager's bedroom – lightening up the day brightly.
It was only late July, on a Wednesday morning; she'd sprawled out widely on her bed, softly snoring. She probably could've spent the entire day sleeping if a voice hadn't startled her from her sleep as usual.
"I better see you up, young lady," a voice had spoken out in a stern voice, and that voice had belonged to her mother's.
The red-haired girl placed a pillow on her head, sighing with a groaning sound, "ugh!" as she glanced at the clock it was only seven-thirty in the morning. It was way to early for her to wake up. Why did her mother have to wake her up so early?
Why couldn't her mother allow her to sleep more? It was summer break for heaven's sake and her mother had to be the morning person who just happens to wake her up nearly everyday on daily basis. Her mother was one of those rare creatures that loved to be up on the rise of dawn early in the morning and still have a good mood throughout the entire day. She wondered how does she do it?
The young girl heard the tapping feet of her mother's, and slowly glanced toward her mother's direction, with her brows arched directly at right at her. "Ugh…" she groaned.
Her mother was wearing a formal suit, green colored blazer with a white blouse underneath and a matching green skirt that reached above her knees in about two inches. Her long, thick red hair was loosen down in soft curls as she had on light make up on. She looked lovely. But there was one thing about her mother, she looked eternally youthful for some reason and she wondered how did her mother do it?
At that moment her mother had her arms crossed on her chest, shaking her head at her daughter, displeased by the fact that her daughter was still sleeping in as she always do.
"Bloom?" her mother pursed her lips together, focusing on her daughter who was still in bed and added, "your late."
"Late?" Bloom questioned herself, but something immediately had popped into her mind: school? She was late to school! She jumped out of bed eye-wide, in realization that she was late to school.
"Oh my god! Why haven't you told me, Mom?" Bloom said panicking, as she quickly rushed into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
Her mother couldn't help but chuckle at her daughter's reaction that was thinking that she was late to school, which in fact wasn't true. She'd probably thought that it wasn't summer vacation.
As her mother was near her desk, she had taken an impact on her daughter's sketches skills. She knew that her daughter was very talented in her art skills, just like herself when she was her daughter's age. But as she was going through her daughter's sketches she had noticed that some of her illustrations were based on something that had happened sixteen years ago. Was her daughter envisioning this from her dreams that she see's? She never told her daughter anything about what happened sixteen years ago, but she'd always mentioned to her about her strange dreams that she would have once in a while.
She remembered when her daughter was younger – she'd developed a fear to three old ancient witches that haunted her dreams from night to night with terrors. There was that one night she'd remembered she couldn't get her daughter to sleep because of the terrors she had and she had used her magic to calm her daughter from her nightmares that were haunting her.
She had sketches of people she'd never seen in her life and continued on to draw them; as to her it was all familiarity. She had even drawn a sketch of a crown, and the Dominian palace's halls – the way she had drawn it was unbelievable she'd drawn every edge and details of the palace. A sudden wave of fear had hit her; she tried to not think of the event that had happened sixteen years ago.
Oh, how much she'd missed her older daughter and husband that her younger daughter didn't know a clue about or that she had an older sister who doesn't know exist?
Bloom had always insisted to her to tell her about her father, which she had tried to deny over the years and insisted to her that her father had left them when she was only a year old. Ever since then, Bloom, had stopped asking questions about her father, though she would ask her once in a while.
Marion knew it was hard to tell her the truth of what really happened: like that they're both not originally from Earth, or that her mother is the Queen of the most powerful realm called Domino and her daughter is a Princess of Domino and not only that, but she's a guardian fairy of the most powerful magic in the Magic Dimension: 'The Keeper of the Legendary Dragon's Flame.'
How would her daughter react to the real truth? Would she accept it? Would she like the idea that she's a magical being – a fairy like herself?
Marion gazed at the book that was on Bloom's bed, it was one of her favorites books she liked to read. The book cover was written "The Legend Tale of a Fairy" she was probably reading that late last night.
As the door opened, she turned around to see her daughter dressed and ready to go. "You do realize its summer break, right?" Her mother told her, trying to not laugh.
"Really? Why do you have to do that to me, Mom?" Bloom asked, as she head back to bed tiredly. Bloom opened the sheets to her bed, and collapsed tiredly onto the bed.
"You were up pretty late last night. What were you doing?" Her mother asked.
"I was reading." Bloom answered, a bit sleepy.
"Uh-ah…I've noticed that, since you're up now, you can help me by doing the chores around the house," Marion smiled delightfully at her daughter.
"No!" Bloom complained, as she watched her mother walk out the room, but before she left she turned to her, "by the way breakfast is ready, I should see you downstairs less than five minutes," Marion pointed out to Bloom who had put a pillow on her head, begging for more sleep.
Bloom was downstairs having breakfast with her mother. One of her favorite dishes was the eggs with toast and a side with bacon, and glass of orange juice.
It was nice and quite, as she watched her mother read the newspaper. Though, Bloom knew that not many people do like to read the newspaper as they would catch the news on T.V. rather than reading the paper itself, but her mother preferred to read the paper.
"So…" Bloom started up the conversation, "what are we going to do this summer? I mean there's like a month left before school stars once again?" she took a sip her orange juice, looking towards her mother as she placed the paper aside on the table.
"I was thinking, that we could go to the beach…" but was cut off by her daughter, "the same one we always go too?" her expression wasn't too cheerful about the idea of going to same restore for years now.
Marion shook her head, "no, you didn't allow me to finish…maybe we could go to Florida, and from there we could go to Disney World since I've bought tickets," she smiled as she saw her daughter's shocked expression.
"Um…wow! I didn't expect that," Bloom smiled, thinking about her friend, well she isn't her friend, but they were like rivalry. Mitzi had always bragged off about her summer vacation from year to year, as getting her jealous since she'd been nearly at every place in the USA.
Mitzi had always hated Bloom for her looks and the colored eyes that she got. The only way to tick her off, was always telling everyone about her whereabouts during the summer and the way she'd always had bought new expensive things and showed it off literally the next day.
Maybe going to Disney World would put Mitzi in complete jealously mode, as she deserved since she'd kept on…well…bragging to her about her summer vacation and making fun at hers.
"Bloom?"
"What?" Bloom asked wide-eyed, wondering why was her mother making that sort of face – a displeased look across her face.
"I think, we both know what you're thinking about?" she said, as she took a sip from her coffee, "and getting someone jealous isn't right you know. Doesn't matter how much you dislike the person, getting her jealous won't solve anything."
Was her mother taking Mitzi's side now? How did her mother know that she was thinking of getting Mitzi all jealous? Sometimes, it's like her mother can read her mind at times.
"I'm so not!" Bloom protested as she crossed her arms.
"Bloom, I know you. Yes, Mitzi isn't a nice person either and you don't like her, but getting her jealous won't solve the problem," Marion said in a calm voice.
Bloom sighed with a low grumble sound, "I know that."
Marion's smile widens on her face and said, "I have a little surprise for you, Bloom."
Bloom and her mother were standing in front of the house, as Bloom had her eyes closed as her mother insisted her to do and Kiko had followed them out. "What is it you're going to show me, Mom?"
"Why don't you open your eyes, now."
Bloom scanned the front of her house and she noticed that there was a new shinny red-bike with a small basket filled with beautiful flowers. Well, this wasn't she was expecting as she was hoping for a scooter instead of a bike.
"How do you like it, Bloom?" her mother asked, as she studied her daughter's face carefully.
What could she say to her mother? She couldn't say like, I wanted a scooter instead, or why a bike?' I mean her mother had bought it for her and she was grateful for that. She immediately hugged her mother, "thank-you, it's the best present that you've ever gave me," smiling.
Bloom watched as her pet bunny, Kiko rushed to the new bike happily and jumped into the flower basket.
"Looks like Kiko likes it already," her mother said joyfully, as she placed her hand on her daughter's shoulder, "why don't you go out for a ride on the bike."
"Uh, sure." Bloom smiled, unknowing what to really say or how to feel about it.
Bloom slowly walked over to the new bike, as she heard her mother called out to her, "drive carefully and be back by seven!"
Bloom gave her mother a slight nod, as she watched her mother go back inside the house. Bloom had taken off from her house, and decided to go to the park along with Kiko for the day.
As she was approaching to a stop sign, which was at the end of the neighborhood, she heard her name being called out by a certain someone, and that someone happened to be her rivalry
Mitzi and by the way she calling out to her was almost cold.
"Bloom?"
A girl with long black hair, wearing a mini-green halter top, with a yellow cropped pants called out to her attention since she'd spotted her in the neighborhood. Bloom turned around to see Mitzi in front of her house with two guys bringing out something from the big truck.
Mitzi pushed her small pointy glasses upwards, closer to her eyes. She pushed her long back hair to the back and placed a small smile on her face, as she looked at Bloom who was riding her new bike.
Mitzi couldn't help but to tease her since she was riding a bike instead of a scooter. Mitzi had decided to ask her about what she was going to do over the summer, but she already knew that Bloom was going to the same old resort ever since she was little.
"So Bloom, where are you going for the summer?" She pressed her lips together, sounding almost mean and cold.
"Uh, were going away very soon to…" but she was cut off by Mitzi, "going to the same old resort, I see. Maybe I should send you a postcard from our vacation to let you see something different."
The way she said it, it irritated Bloom, but she kept a calm look across her face and shook her head, "no not that same old beach, I'm actually going to Florida this year."
"To Florida?" she asked with a smug, as if she didn't believe her.
"I guess that's something different." Mitzi rolled her eyes at Bloom.
Kiko wanted to go outside the basket and rush out to Mitzi and bite her on the face. As the two guys lowered her new scooter to the ground, and snapped at them, "be careful with the new scooter!"
Mitzi turned back to Bloom, with a smirk on her face and said, "it's brand new you know, and it's one of the most expensive models on the market you know."
This made Bloom a bit jealous of her. She literally had everything! Everything that came out new she'd always have it the second day and the next summer, Mitzi had told her that her parents were going to buy her a new expensive convertible car. She'd always made Bloom look bad in front of everyone in school, by mocking her at what she has.
Well, she only had this year and next year left of high school and would soon go off to college where people didn't matter of what you have or what they didn't have. Why couldn't she graduate any faster, than spending another two more years in high school with Mitzi?
Mitzi made everything a competition in her life that would have a best of everything. Bloom had met Mitzi in the second grade and they were best friends, but once they entered middle school, everything had changed between them. Mitzi had become a popular girl ever since seventh grade until now.
That friendship that they had was long gone, buried away in the deep grave never to be returned. From that day foreword, Bloom and Mitzi had become natural enemies. They despised one another. Bloom could never see the kindness in Mitzi and she was off making other friends.
As Mitzi pushed her hair to the side, she'd noticed that Bloom was heading off but before she left her, and called out to Bloom, "well…I see you're enjoying your new bike, huh?" as she placed her hand on mouth laughing at her.
"Well, um…have a nice summer, Mitzi," Bloom sighed, and took off to the park, the one place she wanted peace and quite and relax under the tree with no worries.
Bloom placed her new red bike to the side, a picked up a red apple from the basket that she'd put earlier before she'd left. She sat down under the shaded tree, and took a bite from the red apple as she watched Kiko running around the park happily since he loves the outdoors.
She glanced around the park; the park was filled with people especially younger kids since there was a playground not to far off from where she was sitting. Some people were having a nice picnic since the weather is completely nice and warm.
As she began to play her music, Kiko came rushing to her – looking terrified for what he just saw moments ago. He'd looked petrified for what he saw, as he began to tug on her jeans skirt, calling out to her attention. She looked down and asked, "what is it Kiko?"
He ran down to the ground, showing her where to go and so she followed him. Bloom hid herself behind a big tall oak tree – assuming the tree had lived beyond the hundreds. She heard a sharp, angry, brutal voice. As she took a slight peak to see what was going on, she gasped, as her blue eyes widen for what she just saw.
It couldn't be. It's impossible. A fairy?
"A…a…fairy?" she mumbled to herself, in disbelief. Weren't fairies, ogres, witches, wizards and who knows what else is magical didn't exist? But how could that be? I mean she was seeing this with her own two eyes. That's one of the reasons why Kiko had called out to her because he saw that.
"You can never defeat me!" A girl with two long pigtailed said, in such a serious voice, as she took her stance, with a somewhat staff she held in her hand. Bloom gazed at the blond hair girl; she had a look of determination on her face as she glared at the big hideous yellowed ogre with his little red ghouls.
Bloom pulled herself back. "Fairies don't exists…they're not real!"
"You can never defeat the fairy of the sun and moon!" as she gave him a blast with her powers, sending the beast flying back. Bloom saw her small sized blue wings; she is a real fairy!
"Powers?" Bloom muttered to herself. She watched in horror as those little red ghouls grabbed the fairy, and she heard the yellowed monster yelled out in anger: "GRAB THE SCEPTER, GHOULS!"
The girl needed help, but what help can she do to help her. She needed to do something…maybe she should distract the ogre from attacking the girl.
Bloom jumped out from behind the tree and looked at ogre determinedly, but wait, she didn't know what to exactly do? Maybe she should yell at him to get his attention to her.
"LEAVE HER ALONE!" Bloom shouted at the ogre hoping his eyes would leave the blond girl alone and look at her for a distraction.
The big-yellowed ogre turned his attention to see who'd called out to him, in anger. He saw a young redheaded girl with blue eyes who was calling out to him. The ogre smirked at the girl, she looked small and fragile compared to him. He could easily break her since she was an average human girl, not a fairy. He grunted in pleasure for what he was about to do next.
The ogre couldn't resist but to snatch the young girl in his big hands, as he grabbed the redheaded girl to him with a nerve-racking look on his face. Bloom was in fear and in disgust for his breath stank like rotten garlic. She felt like hurling in front of him, but instead, she yelled, "LET GO OF…ME!" causing a deep vibration within her body as if she was unlocking something she never knew she had, as she felt her body rise with deep, powerful, hot power as the power inside her had ignited. She looked at the ogre as she'd released all her energy onto the ogre, inflicting pain on him as he yelp, "AHHHH!"
She had fallen down to the ground and watched as the ogre being tossed back to the trees with it's shrieking voice of terror. She wondered if she actually did that just now. I mean it was impossible to do for her to do something like that. Having real powers to defeat that oversized ogre like that?
She took deep breaths in and out, and soon she felt someone was right in front of here since she took a notice that parts of the grass was shadowed by a someone or a figure. She glanced up to see the blond hair girl holding her staff in her hand, smiling at proudly.
"Hey, are you okay?" she asked the redheaded girl, and added, "that was some major Winx, girl!"
"What?" Bloom said breathlessly, still gazing at the blond hair girl, who was shinning like a bright night star.
What is Winx? She thought to herself as the girl helped Bloom off the ground, and introduced herself to Bloom, "by the way I'm Stella."
"Well, I'm Bloom," she responded.
They both glanced at the fallen ogre on the ground that was now on his feet, grumbling angrily at the Earth girl who had defeated him so easily and she was extremely powerful more than that blond haired fairy. Who was this girl?
He let out a small angry grumble sound, and pointed at the red hair girl and told the ghouls: "GET HER!"
The small red ghouls were running towards the red haired girl madly and they ripped a part of her jeans skirt. Bloom had found a small branch lying besides her and decided to use it. She smacks each one of them back, but they just kept on running back to her.
Unknowing how to react, Bloom immediately put her hands out in hoping that they wouldn't jump right at her face and scratch her with their sharp claws, but again, she felt that same sudden sensation as she felt earlier. She felt power within her veins as she noticed that she surrounded herself in orange barrier, which sent the ghouls flying back and hitting themselves to the trees, which suddenly they'd vanished afterwards.
Bloom gazed at her hands. Did I just do that? I have powers, real powers?!
She looked at Stella as she was giving him major solar flares at him. The ogre looked at Stella and then Bloom. He knew he couldn't deal with them both right now – they were too strong. Maybe his mistress would give him some type of magic to defeat the two fairies.
"I will come back again, Princess Stella and your little friend too! Don't think it's over!" He hissed, as he clapped his hands together as he teleported himself elsewhere.
"Thank goodness, he's gone." Stella said with a sigh, still looking a bit tired from fighting him for who knows how long.
Stella turned to Bloom, "thanks for al–" she suddenly fainted from exhaustion, since she nearly used all her energy on that ogre.
Bloom gasped as Stella fainted who transformed out of her fairy form into her princess two pieces orange dress like. Bloom bended down to Stella wondering if she was okay. Kiko was besides them, looking at Bloom with a stressful look.
"She needs help!"
Knut was summoned back to his three headmistresses, and was surrounded in complete darkness. He waited for them to speak out to him.
"KNUT!" a cold voice shirked out to him, displeased that he didn't get the ring of Solaria. Knut had approached his three witches headmistresses. "Yes, my wickedness."
"Where is the Ring of Solaria!" another voice hissed at him, angrily since he didn't bring with him the Ring of Solaria.
"Um…" Knut said hesitantly and immediately blurted out, "it wasn't my fault! That Earth girl had some powerful magic, she'd defeated me while I was taking that ring from the princess!" He explained in annoyance that – that girl had defeated him.
The three witches' eyes widen, when Knut had mentioned that simple girl had defeated him but had a powerful magic and defeated him single handily.
"Describe her to us?" One of the voices had asked.
"Well…um…she has long red hair and dark blue clothing," he explained, hoping that would calm them down from their range. It took a moment before one of them could say anything to Knut.
"Very well then, do you know where she is?" the voice asked Knut sternly. He hesitated, since he didn't know what to say exactly.
"Unbelievable! You weren't wearing your glasses again, Knut!" the voice had yelled at him for not wearing his glasses again, "how many times do I have to repeat myself to you, you're blind without wearing it!"
Knut waited until they'd finished blaming him for not wearing his glasses again and added, "I know where the girl went. I grabbed a piece of the Earth girl's clothing. The ghouls could find her with her scent and wherever they are…they'll be there, and I'll finish off that fairy and get the scepter!"
"Very well then…off to it and don't fail us again!"
The next day on the late evening, the girl had woken up from her sleep. She opened one of her eyes to notice she wasn't outside; she was in a house, as it appeared to be since there was many picture frames of that same girl she saw earlier with a woman who nearly looked exactly like the girl herself, but with bright green eyes.
She glanced down at herself to notice that she was sleeping on the couch with a long sheet of a soft creamy silk blanket. How long has she been out for? Did the girl bring her here – to her place?
What was this place? Where was she? Was she far from home? This place didn't look like it's in the Magical Universe. Soon she saw Bloom who was walking towards her with a glass filled with water.
"I have got you a cup of water," the redheaded girl said in a concern voice.
Stella looked at Bloom as she gave the glass of water.
"Thank you," Stella replied, as she took a sip from the glass of water. Stella straightens her back up and looked at Bloom. "Um…" she blushed, she didn't want to ask where was she, but this place didn't look like it was in the Magic Dimension, "so where I am?"
"Your in Gardenia?"
"Gardenia?" Stella furrowed her brows in confusion. What is Gardenia? Is it a realm that she didn't quite know of?
"Um…in California?" Bloom added, hoping she would be familiar with the USA and its fifty states. Still, she didn't understand what was California was?
Bloom looked at her one more time she didn't seem like she knew what was California was or what's Gardenia, which is a city located on the west coast in California. Maybe she wasn't from here. She hoped what she would say next would help the girl out in understanding where she's at.
"Um…Earth," she spoke out.
Stella looked at Bloom with a puzzle look. She was on Earth, and technically speaking that Earth is outside the Magic Dimension…so she smiled at Bloom, as she knew what Earth was since she wasn't too familiar with this planet. She knows all the planets of the Magic Dimension, but Earth…that wasn't even in there. She must've landed onto another world.
"Okay, thanks for telling me that," the blond haired princess responded to her.
"Something tells me that you're not from around here then," Bloom said, taking a note from how the girl was dressed; she was dressed royally like.
A woman had walked into the living room, approaching the two girls who were chatting. The woman had gazed at the blond haired girl wondering if she was okay from what happened to her yesterday. She completely slept for an entire day and a half. But she took a notice of the foreigner's clothing style – a crown a top of her golden blond hair, her orange two pieces dress that represented the style of the sun and moon and small blue artificial wings at the back of her dress. It could only mean one thing to her: she was a magical being from the Magical Universe.
She remembered Bloom telling her that she help the girl to defeat the yellowed-ogre, yesterday while she was out in the park. And that she was a fairy were real wings and powers. She even had told her that she herself had some kind of magic powers and sent back the ghouls and ogre flying back.
"How are you feeling, hon?" Marion asked the girl in a concerned tone.
"I'm feeling much better," she smiled warmly at the woman who had to be Bloom's mother, and added, "thanks to your daughter."
Bloom felt a slight blush across her cheek and said, "No worries, I just wanted to help."
"But I have to say, that was one incredible blast you did, Bloom!"
Marion glanced at her daughter who was blushing and was a bit proud of what she did. For some reason she felt proud of her daughter for helping the fairy and in the process she'd discovered her own magic.
But her daughter discovering her own magic was a bit dangerous, and not only that, she was afraid that her daughter might find herself in all sorts of trouble and danger. It was one of the reasons that she decided to raise her here on Earth, a safe place for her to grow up in with no one going after her or her daughter for their powers.
"And I've never seen that kind of blast from before! Like I said before Bloom, you defiantly got major Winx in you, girl!"
"Thanks," Bloom smiled.
"You're a fairy Bloom, believe it or not." Stella pointed out to Bloom, who was in deep thought to herself about being a fairy.
"A fairy? Like for real?" Bloom questioned, thinking it was still all a major dream, and not reality. She felt a hand placed on her shoulders, and glanced up to see her mother. She knew she wanted something from her. The way she placed her hand on her shoulders, she knew she wanted to talk to her about something.
"May I talk to my daughter for a moment," Marion asked.
"Uh-sure, I'll just be here looking at the sweet place that you've got," Stella shrugged.
Marion led her daughter into the kitchen...Bloom was still wondering what was up with her mother. What did she want to talk about with her?
"So what do you want to talk about, Mom?" Bloom asked.
Marion gave out a deep sigh and glanced at her daughter. She wondered how was she going to tell her the truth, that she knew that she's a magical girl – a fairy. She even knew who the girl was at the mention of her name. Stella. She was a girl from planet Solaria, and not only that she's the daughter of her once best-friend Luna. She's a Princess of Solaria.
"Bloom," Marion spoke out to her daughter, hoping that she wouldn't get too mad about not telling her, "look, I know you just had discovered you're a fairy and you're excited about it because I am a fairy just like you."
Bloom's blue eyes widen in what her mother had said. Her mother's a fairy? She knew that her daughter is a fairy and she knew that she had magical powers for all this time. She glanced at her mother, why was she telling her that now? Why did she tell her from before? Were there more secrets that her mother was hiding from her?
"Why didn't you tell me from before?" Bloom asked, shocked about the fact that her mother had told she's a fairy. A real fairy, indeed.
"Because it's hard to tell you, Bloom. There's more to that than just only being a fairy," Marion gave out a sigh, as she placed her hand on her daughter's face.
"What do you mean?" Bloom asked her mother.
"I can't tell you, not all of it now. Lets say, it would makes things a bit complicated," her mother said, who was trying to protect her daughter from the real truth and the danger behind it.
"But why can't you?"
"Listen to me, Bloom. I wish I could tell you everything, but in time, you'll understand what I did and why?" she grabbed a small white envelop that was hidden in cupboard that Bloom never knew of from before.
"What is this?" as her mother gave her a white envelope to her. She wondered what was it in the letter. Were there more secrets that her mother wasn't going to tell her just yet?
"It's a letter, and I want you to give it to the headmistress, when you get to Alfea."
Headmistress? Alfea? What was my mother talking about? Why a letter? I wonder what's written inside?
"Don't open it Bloom. I know you have the curious look of yours, just please don't. I promise you, I will tell you everything, but today's not the time for it," she kissed her daughter on her forehead.
"I promise, Mom," Bloom replied, still unaware why her mother was giving this to her.
Marion watched as her daughter headed out to the girl. Marion sighed with a relief. How could she tell her? What would she say? How would she react? She remembered her memories, her painful memories. Oh, how things she wished it would be different?
Now her biggest concern was sending her daughter to Magix, as the girl would suggest to her daughter to learn more of her magic. There was still a trace of the Ancestral Witches' descended out there. They could be out there – still looking for the Dragon Flame that her daughter has which puts her at risk while being there in Magix.
But she knew an elderly woman, who had became the headmistress at Alfea ever since the Company of Light had fallen sixteen years ago. Her old friend and she was a part of The Company of Light, Faragonda. She would ensure her that her daughter would be safe while attending Alfea.
Her daughter was only sixteen, how much longer can she keep her from the truth. It was a matter of time that her daughter would eventually discover her magic. Then what would happen then…?
All her life, all she's done was protecting her from the dangers that were out there. But the dangers were never on Earth. The dangerous lied in the Magic Dimension – the true danger of her very own existence.
It's about time she should call the headmistress and inform her on the truth.
"It's a nice place, you've got Bloom." Stella said, admiring her bedroom. She noticed that she had many different sketches of magical creature and landscapes. Stella was astonished by how good her drawings are. She was talented.
"These pictures are amazing, you drew them yourself?" The fairy of the sun and moon had asked as she flipped through the book filled with many astonishing sketches. Her eyes had widened on something beautiful – it was a beautiful crown. She never had a crown like that, well, not in this kind of style.
The style of the crown was beautiful – each tip of the crown had a small beautiful gem, and the thin lines that was traced around the crown was absolutely breathtaking even though it was a sketch of it and not colored.
"Wow! I like this one," Stella commented, as she noticed Bloom blushed. "I wish I could draw like you, those sketches and illustrations you drew are incredible!"
"So…" Bloom leaned on the wall besides her window, and asked: "where do you come from?" since she hadn't have the time to ask her earlier.
"I come from the kingdom of Solaria. It's a planet entirely, just like Earth but in a different way," she explained to the redheaded.
"Let me guess," she smiled, "it's a magical place as well?"
"Yup! Oh, I want to show you something." Stella smiled brightly, illuminating the entire room.
She grabbed a piece of a small card in her hand. "A card?" the redheaded arched her brows at Stella, as she shook her head.
"Nope. Not any card my darling. It's a magic transporter." Stella explained as she tossed that card down to the floor. The card had expanded like some sort of rolled up mattress.
Bloom's eyes widen, it showed a picture of the pink sort of castle on the card. She gasped as she watched Stella went down through the picture.
Maybe she should follow her. Bloom walked over to the picture and did what Stella had showed her a few minutes ago. As she was standing over the picture, she gasped as she felt herself lowering down into the picture.
She found herself in another world. She gasped in wonder. This place was breath taking. She had never seen anything like it from before.
"Over here!" Stella shouted, as she was waving her hand in the air calling out to her attention to come to her.
Bloom walked over to Stella with an astonishing look across her face in disbelief. This place was magical, truly magical. She felt it in her blood.
"What is this place?" Bloom asked, as she glanced around. The big blue lake was shimmering brightly as she saw a big pink castle up ahead.
"This is Magix, and over there," she pointed out to Bloom, "it is Alfea. It's one of the best magic schools across the dimension."
Alfea. This was the place that her mother had told her about earlier. This is the place that Mom was telling me about. It's really beautiful. But how did she know about it?
"I went here once, and it's amazing. Hey, I have a good idea, why don't you come along with me? We'll have the best year ever!" She exclaimed in happiness.
"I…I…mean, I know I have magic, but what if it's gone. It just happened once?" Bloom doubted herself, looking at her two hands.
"Pssh, please. That magic you did back there was epic!" She grabbed Bloom's hand in hers and looked at her, "it's in you."
They jumped both back up from where they came from. Bloom was still shocked about it. It excited her and terrified her for some reason.
Bloom sat down on her bed, trying to pounder all what had just happened from yesterday and today. She saw that Stella had sat by here, examining something from her desk until she saw a cup full with colorful pencils.
"Ah-huh," she smiled and looked at Bloom.
"What?" Bloom asked.
"I'm going to give you a simple exercise," Stella said, as she snapped her fingers as the pencils flew up into the air and it formed into one giant pencil, giving Bloom a demonstration of magic use.
"What is this suppose to be?"
"Now you try reversing it?" She told Bloom, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, you can do this."
Bloom looked at the big pencil that was floating in the air. She had to try to rearrange them back to normal. How was she going to that? The blast that she did…just sorta happen, it's not like she knows the skills to return things back to normal. She took a deep breath in and focused on the floating object.
I can do this. Bloom used her fingers; maybe she could get her magic flow out of her hands and reverse that object that Stella had demonstrated earlier. But it didn't work. It had fallen down, as she was still trying to reverse it.
Bloom closed her eyes, as if she were defeated.
"Don't worry, all you need is practice and the perfect place to go it to Alfea." Stella reassured her with a smile.
Marion was in the kitchen, on the phone hoping that she would answer her…but then…she heard a brutal voice saying that they're in there. Soon, the figure had barged into the kitchen door, as she dropped the phone down…
Marion took a quick glance at the sudden creature that just had barged into her home. It was an ogre like the one that her daughter told her of yesterday. He probably wanted Stella.
Knut glanced down at the redheaded woman and for mistaking her of her daughter that he wanted to go after, he launched out to attack the woman. Marion quickly dodged his attack. She knew he was mistaking her for her daughter.
"WHY YOU!" Knut snapped at the woman and looked back at his ghouls and roared at them, "GET THE GIRL, NOW!" as he looked back at Marion with a dangerous look on his face.
Stella and Bloom were hearing a commotion that was coming from downstairs, and decided to check out what was going on. As they both were running down the stairs their eyes, in practically Bloom's eyes had widened.
"They're here! But how?" She asked Stella for an explanation.
"Err…they must have had followed us to here," Stella said annoyed.
Where was her mother? If the ghouls were here…oh no…then he would be going after her…or maybe even worse…hurting her.
Damn! She needed to get to her mother quickly. Suddenly, Stella and Bloom had seen Knut who had been blasted through the walls, and gasped when they saw Bloom's mother who apparently did have magic. Her hand was in flames – a flaming blue color.
"Apparently, I think I know where you'd gotten your magic from," Stella whispered to Bloom who nodded in agreement.
"It's show time," Stella said, as she took her stance to transform into her fairy from. She transformed into her fairy form. Her hair was tied into two pigtails, with a blue headband at the top of her head, as she was wearing a two-piece sparkling outfit in the color of orange. A shoulder strapped top with mini shorts and long orange boots with two silver bracelets on each of her arm.
"Oh, wow!" Bloom said, dreamily thinking that she would do that herself if she attended Alfea.
"Now," Stella said, as she slid of the ring of her finger, and threw it in the air causing Bloom to have an awe look across her face. The ring had transformed into a scepter.
Stella used her scepter to blast those hideous ghouls, as Bloom ran down the stairs to get to her mother.
Marion looked at her daughter and told her in a commanding voice: "Go Bloom!"
"No! I'm staying here," but as Bloom turned her heels backwards, she saw another five more ghouls approaching her. She needed to do something. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on her magic – as she put her hands forwards, a single blast had sent her back tumbling as Bloom watched as the ghouls were flying back towards the hard wall with a loud thud sound as they disappeared.
Stella approached Bloom as the three of them looked at the fallen Knut. As he got up, he had a savage look across the face – wanting to kill them.
But as he ran towards them angrily, he was shocked by a taser that has been sent to him on his bare back. And ropes were being tossed to the beast, as the ogre had struggled.
"Yes!" Stella finally said, as Bloom looked at her confusingly. "Yes?"
"Uh, I called the boys, they can deal with this kind of stuff. Fairies just don't deal with that."
As the five Specialists stepped up to the ogre to make sure that he is tied up well. A certain someone had his eyes on the redheaded girl who was near Stella. Stella noticed his face clearly he was interested in Bloom.
"Someone seems to have eyes for you," Stella giggled as Bloom blushed.
"Okay, let me introduce you to the guys," Stella smiled, as she walked up to the guys since she basically knew them from last year when she was a freshmen attending Alfea.
The brunet had a long wide green sword in his hand that looked at Bloom and waved, "hey," as Stella made the introduction, "that's Prince Sky."
Then she approached the blond haired Specialist who had a blue glowing phantom shield with a blue thin sword as he pushed the button that was on the sword, it had disappeared. "That's Brandon, Prince Sky's Squire."
"How are you doing?" He asked, his voice firm and thick.
"This is Riven. He's usually not the friendly type." Stella whispered in Bloom's ear, as Bloom took a notice that he didn't look quite friendly from the way he looked at her. He seemed a little up tight guy or maybe a bit of a badass in him in a way.
Then Bloom glanced at the light-browned haired Specialist with red glasses, he seemed sweet and a kind type of guy who was defiantly the opposite of Riven who had something dark about him.
"And…finally that's Timmy."
"It's nice to meet you all," Bloom said.
"We'll take the ogre from here then, sorry about what he did to your place." Brandon said, as he examined all the damage that the crazy ogre had done.
"Well, now I like to know what took you guys so long?" Stella complained.
"Well, the portal had backfire a few times, but nothing that I can't fix," the techno Specialist had explained to Stella who sighed in annoyance. Having patient wasn't her specialty.
"So…am I going to see you around at Alfea?" he asked Bloom who had faintly blushed.
"I…I guess so," she answered him.
"Come on guys we have to go," the brunet Specialist had said, as Brandon took a step back from Bloom, "Well, it was nice meeting you Bloom."
Bloom waved back as he went through the portal, which had closed now. "So you're going to Alfea, right?"
Bloom arched her brows at Stella, "of course I am."
"I should help you clean out the house, since it was kinda of my fault," Stella admitted a bit ashamed that she was the reason why Knut had damaged her house.
"Its fine, don't worry about it," Bloom paused, "I'm pretty sure my Mom has another trick up her sleeves," as the two of them walked back inside.
The very next morning…
Bloom was still sleeping, but a voice was calling out to her again. She decided to ignore it, but she was feeling a tug at her arm, trying to pull her out from bed.
"Ugh! Mom, leave me alone. I'm tired really tired," Bloom moaned, as she faced towards the other side of the room.
"Your not a morning lover are you?" a voice had spoken out to her a bit giggling, but that voice wasn't her mother's.
Bloom slowly opened her eyes, revealing Stella who was the one waking her up. Within seconds Bloom was wide-awake. She had assumed what had happened in a few days was just a mere dream. But this wasn't a dream it was real.
"Stella?" Bloom said with a yawn, still tired from last night. She felt her body was aching her and a bit sore for an unknown reason.
"Ya, your Mom told me to have you awake by seven," she smiled delightfully at Bloom.
"Great!" Bloom rubbed one of her eyes, and jumped out of bed and walked to her closet to pick her outfit for the day. Hum…
"Besides, I know I should've told you yesterday, but Alfea starts today," the fairy of the sun and moon said in a soft, quite voice.
"What? Really?" Bloom turned her head towards Stella, and raised a brow at her.
"Ya, but the good thing is I woke you up an hour early," the blond princess of Solaria had said, grinning at Bloom. As Bloom was going through her closet she decided to wear the short pale blue dress and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Marion was at the side of the door as she approached Stella; she was dragging in Bloom's suitcase so she would pack her things for her, as she would get ready.
Instantly Marion flickered her fingers with a snap, and all of her daughter's clothing was packed into the pink suitcase. Stella still wondered why she didn't tell her daughter that she had magic.
"May I ask why you didn't tell your daughter that she has magic?" Stella asked with curiosity.
Marion took a deep breath in and let it out; it was hard to tell her the entire truth. It would not make Bloom wonder about her fairy heritage, but her heart would shatter at the very truth.
"Stella, there are something in this world are better left out without saying a thing," Marion paused and decided to ask, "why was that ogre after your ring in the first place?"
"Um…well it wasn't the ogre who wanted the ring, it is the three senior witches who wanted the ring, because they think it contains the Dragon Flame inside, but really it doesn't. It was created by the Great Dragon and has been handed down through my family for generations." The blond princess explained to Marion.
"Look, I'm just worried about my daughter running through trouble and danger while she's there." Marion said with a sigh, and was concerned about sending her daughter to Magix.
The three witches that Stella told her about were after the Dragon's Flame. It made her feel that she should keep Bloom here where it is safe for her. But Bloom wanted to go to Alfea and learn more about her magic. What could she say to her daughter from leaving? Now, she had support Bloom's decision about going to Alfea, and pry that everything's going to be okay.
Bloom walked out, all ready to go as she glanced at her mother and Stella who were waiting for her.
"Were you guys waiting for me?" Bloom asked.
"Technically, yes we were, but don't worry your all packed up and ready to go." Stella spoke out.
"Well, then, what are we waiting for," Bloom said excitedly as she grabbed her suitcase.
Stella readied her ring and tossed it into the air, once again transforming into a scepter.
"To Magix!" Stella shouted as the whole room illuminated brightly as the three women had fallen down with Kiko as well….
"AHHH!"
Marion, Stella, and Bloom landed on the bright green dewy grass that seemed to be sprinkled with water no more than an hour ago.
"UGH!" Bloom moaned, as she pulled herself up. She saw Kiko rushing around excitedly, wondering where were they.
"Honey, are you okay?" Marion asked her daughter who seemed to be just fine.
"I am fine, Mom." Bloom answered.
Bloom's blue eyes widen. She couldn't believe that she was really here. She felt a hand placed on her shoulders, "well, honey, welcome to Magix." Her mother smiled at her brightly.
"Well come on, everyone's going!" she said sounding happy.
As the three of them walked to Alfea, maybe Marion could talk to the headmistress and explain why wasn't her daughter on the list, and allow her to attend the new school year. Kiko was already beating them to the wide gates of Alfea.
How do you think of this alternating Season 1, universe? Yes, I'm changing a bit of history. Instead of Daphne sending her little sister to Earth - her mother takes herself and her daughter to Earth? Why did Marion go? What were her intentions that led her to that? More secrets would be revealed in the up coming chapters which is a far for now.
Please leave a comment below and tell me how did I do. Do forgive me for the grammar errors that I've made in the chapter. Like I said before, the cannon pairing may differ from the show itself.
Oh my, I wonder what surprise would Faragonda would see when she sees Marion "alive" with someone who's the very image of her?
See you next update...XD
~xMidnightDreamsx