This is simply a new rewrite of The One With The Legendary Flame. I hadn't been in touch with that story in about two years (going on three) since my main focus is/still would be on my crossover story Harry Potter and Winx Club. Anyways, when I was re-reading this story. . . I wanted to include different things and make better adjustments to that story by including some of my own OCs from my other story as I thought it would fit in pretty well with this one.
It's almost the same idea as my first version of it, but in terms of this story Bloom would know all about her magical heritage, history, and magic. Daphne's only two years older than her little sister.
Rewrite: The One With The Legendary Flame
Prolouge
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An End And A Beginning
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Everything was lost in a blink of an eye.
The woman had never thought it would end in such devastating tragedy.
Pain.
It was all she felt at the moment.
All she could feel.
It was agony—as if her heart had been practically ripped right out of her chest. Brilliant white snowflakes were falling down from the dark grey clouds and the harsh winds were brutally bitter. The condition was extremely frigid—one could die from hyperthermia.
Iciness was beginning to freeze the buildings and all solidified objects—even the oceans were starting to freeze up like a lake that would become frozen during the winter and would melt during the spring; but this wasn't the case, her homeworld was cursed into eternal winter and isolation.
Her beautiful, magnificent magical world was broken and beyond repairable at this point.
It was so frosty that she was shivering like mad, not bothering to use a magical warmth spell on herself in order to prevent herself from dying of hyperthermia. She didn't care what would happen to her as the woman wanted to be with her beloved! Why hadn't death taken her as well?
The redhead Consort Princess of Domino was sobbing into her dead husband's chest.
Chunk of heavy hot tears were streaming down her face.
Her world came crashing down on her—harsh reality hitting her where it'd hurt the most.
Marion was beyond furious at that damned wizard that she had sealed away in the Omega Dimension. Valtor was a despicable bastard indeed. The redhead princess couldn't bear the thought she would be living in a world without him—her beloved husband. Tears had flooded her vivid green eyes as it glistened down her pale face onto her husband's whitened, bloody, bruised face.
Marion was sobbing hysterically.
The young woman had thought that everything was going to be alright—that they were going to win this bloody war. She had lost the love of her life, her husband Oritel. Marion remembered the endless blissful days she had with him as if it had been only yesterday.
Her heart ached too much!
"Marion!" a man's thick voice shouted to her, as the man was trying to get her attention to him, but the woman was far too busy drowning in her own sorrowful tears as she grieved over her lost love—completely ignoring the man's familiar voice—her older brother's voice.
Marion was far beyond heartbroken.
Her world was shattered into a millions of pieces.
It wasn't fair at all. Not at all.
Why him?
Why couldn't it be her out of all people?
Memories of herself and Oritel had raced through her mind, from the time she knew the Crown Prince as a young girl all the way up to the day they gotten married and had two beautiful daughters. Oritel was her childhood friend. The two had practically grew up together and had ended up falling in love with each other.
Marion could feel her hands beginning to tremble. Her chest heaved. But her grip had slowly tightened even more on Oritel not wanting to let go of the only man she truly loved. Her anguish cries was currently being ignored by the gods. Why him? was the only thing could be processed into her mind.
The princess had felt as if she was slowly being tortured in the most cruelest of ways.
Marion flinched entirely as a strong hand was placed on her shoulder, startling the young princess entirely. She looked up tearfully to see her brother's weary, bloody, scarred face. The woman easily seen pitiness in his emerald eyes as the man looked down at his beloved little sister who'd been grieving over the loss of her dear husband.
Alec could see the tear stains on her pale face, and it caused his heart to throb entirely for just seeing his baby sister deeply suffering. The man hated to see his sister so broken like this. Alec had pulled Marion into his strong arms, giving her a tight embrace—one that she had truly needed—he had to help her back on her feet.
"He's . . . Oritel's . . . gone. . ." she croaked out, her tone sounded so hollow, devoid of any emotions, but sadness.
"Shhh. . . little sister," Alec murmured softly. He lifted her beautiful face to greet his own bloody face as he wiped the tears off of her face, ". . . it's going to be alright. We'll get through this together. I promise you it'll get better."
Marion sniffled in response, as she tried to dry off her own tears.
She wasn't sure if she was able to move on without Oritel on her side. All the wonderful, everlasting memories she had made with Oritel had flashed constantly in front of her eyes.
How could the redhead princess move on and forget about her prince completely?
Marion's eyes widened in realization, rather horrified, for that matter.
How could she forget her own angles?! Her darling little girls!? Her two precious babies she had conceived with Oritel—Daphne and Bloom who were the golden apple in her's and Oritel's eyes.
"My beautiful daughters! Oh Alec!" Marion cried out brokenly, as she placed her hand over her mouth, her green eyes reflected a frightened emotion over her two beloved little angles.
What if. . . something unpleasant had happened to Daphne and Bloom? She would never forgive herself EVER! Marion should've thought them as her first priority! Not Oritel! No. Here she was weeping in despair over the loss of her husband!
She shook into stifle tears, causing her to hiccup repeatedly.
Alec's face had darkened.
He'd prayed to the Great Dragon that nothing tragic had happened to his precious nieces who were very young and the apple in his radiating eyes' as well. He adored his two nieces with all of his heart.
"Come on little sis, let's find your daughters," he spoke softly, as Alec gazed at his sister hopefully.
Marion had casted a tearful look at her husband's corpse for one last time. She had to pull herself together, if not for herself, but for her two young daughters who very much needed her.
"Don't worry Marion. We're not going to leave Oritel like this," Alec assured his sister who'll give the Crown Prince a proper burial in the royal cemetery with the Sparks ancestors.
Marion gave a slight nod, but for now her greatest concern was to see her beloved girls.
Before the redhead princess had left her husband's corpse, she placed her gently placed her lips softly on her husband's forehead—it was her very last time to be able to kiss to him. A single tear had escaped her green eyes, hopefully it would be her last tear spilling down her reddened, puffy face, as she sniffled.
Marion had finally sensed the eternal warmth radiating from her older brother who managed to summon his heating magic in order to protect them both from the temperature that was dropping rapidly. The woman hadn't realized she'd been shivering so terribly.
It seemed to her everything was a dark bloody nightmare—one that would continue to haunt her until her very last breath in this aching world.
It was an eerie feeling entirely just for knowing that hours ago, the kingdom was filled with pure happiness and liveliness. No worries. No threats. No one had predicted that it would be the last day to enjoy their freedom before it all went to hell.
Now, everything seemed so murky and silent, so unlike the usual Domino's cheerful atmosphere.
It had unsettled the princess greatly, as she felt a pang in her heart. Her people were gone. The entire planet was cursed into a frozen wasteland. Time seemed to stop ticking. Sunlight had no longer shinned the planet with its golden warmth rays.
Everything was cold and lifeless.
Marion looked utterly staggered upon seeing the sight of the once beautiful palace that now lay in complete ruins. Her green eyes widen. Her lips curled into a deep frown—the woman was highly revolted for seeing such horror in which she might have nightmares for the rest of her life.
The only sound that could be heard was her own heels clicking onto the bloody marbled glittering floor followed by her brother's heavy footsteps. She took a sharp breath in. It was difficult to dwell upon all those innocent families that lost their lives to an unknown fate. Marion hadn't only weeped for her husband but for her people as well.
Her thoughts had drifted off to her beautiful girls who had been securely protected by guards even by her own father who had suggested to her the idea of being the one to protect his granddaughters from the dark threats.
Marion scanned the palace halls with full attentiveness, spotting dark blood at every edge that had tainted the once brightened palace, which caused her to escape a choked sob of utter despair.
She had shuddered over imagining the gruesome images of her people fighting back the dark threats and she could smell the heavy metallic blood as it entered her nostrils causing her spine to shiver. The woman felt nauseous as her stomach had done double-flips, almost wanting to vomit in her place.
The two siblings had walked down the destroyed halls of the palace, walked up the spiral stairs as they made their way to the girls' bedchambers. Utter fear had plunged Marion's heart. Her heart pounded heavily as her muscles had stiffen upon seeing the front of bedroom door that lead to her two daughters' bedroom. Her breath grew shallow and unsteady. She was a nervous train wreck on the inside as hot blood rushed through her veins quite impulsively.
A thick sweat ran down her forehead.
What if. . .
The redhead woman had glanced at her brother with such a hopeful emotion that flickered in her vivid green eyes. Green eyes that Marion and her brother had inherited from their father save for her brother who had inherited his mother's blond hair unlike Marion who had neither of her parents' hair colour.
Alec had squeezed his sister's hand for solace—letting her know that what ever she would face he would be at her side no matter what. Marion wasn't alone and never would be.
"Don't worry little sis," Alec spoke gently.
Marion took a deep breath in and exhaled it out as she placed her hand on the golden doorknob slowly twisting it open. The door gave a slight groaning sound as she continued to push it open.
The woman was greeted with a warm yet heartbroken expressions. Her bright green eyes had instantaneously fallen on her two daughters who were safe and alive due to their maternal grandfather Adrian and paternal grandmother Queen Leilani who had protected her darling little girls from intruders.
Although, the room wasn't destroyed as much as other parts of the palace. It had looked the same with the tall glass window that showed a once beautiful view of the ocean—but now it showed nothing but thick snow that was piling up over the lands quickly—a gleaming chandelier hung from the ceiling. A large crib was on the left side of the room besides a small twin bed and in the between there was a small nightstand with many picture frames of the young princesses with their parents beaming proudly.
Marion just stood there completely frozen—unsure what she was to make out of this or what to do—she had fallen on her knees and had burst into tears that just shattered her father's heart over seeing his daughter's unimaginable grief she held over the loss of her husband.
"Mummy?!" a young blond-haired girl cried out to her mum as she was wiggling her way out from her grandmother's arms who had been trying to hold her grandchild tightly out of fear of losing her sweet granddaughter. Leilani had let out a small gasp once the child was out of her arms as the young girl bolted off to her mother.
"Daphne!" her grandmother called out to the little girl.
One look from her daughter-in-law's solemn expression had told her all the queen had needed to know about her only child, her sweet beloved boy. The dark-haired woman had wanted to refuse her son's death, but she knew deep within her very soul that her son was gone. Denying the absolute truth of Oritel's demise had only caused the queen's heart to throb—wallowing up in her own grief of her loved ones.
At this, Marion had nearly seemed to stop with sniffling upon hearing her older daughter's voice. Her expression had brightened upon seeing her child's beautiful face again. The redhead had pulled her daughter into a bone-crushing hug, finding some sort of serenity from Daphne's presence.
"Oh my darling girl," Marion muttered softly, as she stroked her daughter's blond hair with her fingers as her green eyes bore into Daphne's warm honey colored eyes. "Oh sweetheart, do you know how much Mummy loves you?"
She wanted Daphne to know how much her mother loved her. A mother's love for her children was powerful, like no other force in the universe could break such a bond between mother and her child. A mother's love was everlasting. Marion planted a kiss on Daphne's forehead as the woman held her child in her warm arms, brining her closer than ever.
"Love you too, Mummy!" Daphne beamed at her mother, unaware of the fact that she and her baby sister Bloom had just lost their father mere hours ago. Bloom and Daphne were deprived from the chance of getting to know their father, Crown Prince Oritel.
Grief and guilt had consumed Marion over the fact that she had made memories with him and her little angles will never have that chance. Her husband would never be able to watch them grow along her side, never be with them in all aspects of their lives. Her daughters will grow up without having a father around to dot on them and to cherish them with all of his heart.
A look of sorrow had flittered across the redhead's face.
Marion slowly approached her mother-in-law who was in her mid-forties. She wanted to tell Leilani about her son's unfortunate fate, but it seemed to Marion that the older woman had already knew about her son's fate. She could see sad tears welling up in the queen's dark brown eyes that reminded Marion of her late husband's eyes.
"I-I my. . . " Marion stuttered in her words unknowing what to say to her mother-in-law who had tragically lost her son and husband. She was finding it rather difficult to break the news about her husband's death who was the queen's only child. A mother losing her own child was utterly heartbreaking!
If Marion had lost either one of her daughters or both, she wouldn't know how to live her life knowing that her children had died before her. She couldn't imagine Leilani's great grief towards her only son who she'd spoiled her entire life out of love for him along with her husband King Hyperion.
"My dear, it's alright there's no need. A-a mo-mother knows and I'd just lost my husband as well," the queen began tearfully, sympathizing with her daughter-in-law who she'd loved from the moment the queen had first met Marion. Through her voice was filled with utter grief.
"My granddaughters had been robbed from the chance of getting to know their father and the best thing we could do for them is to tell them much of their father had loved them. My son loved his little girls. . . " Leilani smiled weakly.
Out of the corner of Marion's eyes, she spotted her father, Adrian, rocking her youngest daughter Bloom in his arm gently, soothing her small innocent cries that broke Marion's fragile heart.
Everything hurt.
The redhead woman slowly approached her father, tears filling her eyes.
"H-he's gone Daddy?" Marion whispered brokenheartedly, as she tired to blink her tears away.
Adrian looked at his daughter with such a painful expression. It had punctured his soul over seeing Marion wounded. Something within him had snapped whether it was out of anger or complete devastation as the man couldn't tell between both emotions separately. It had greatly disturbed him seeing his little girl in such a state like this (something he never wanted to see or even imagine).
Her once beautiful curled red hair was now disheveled. Her make-up completely smeared especially her mascara that had smudged all around her eyes. There were few minor cuts on her reddened cheeks, but the blood had dried up and even her once lovely emerald gown was completely tattered and fairly covered in blood that wasn't hers but Oritel's blood.
Marion had missed him terribly.
"I'm so sorry my little princess," the light brown-haired man had pressed his lips against his daughter's forehead. Marion just allowed her father to comfort her in her time of grief.
Alec looked wounded for seeing his little sister so defeated as it was so unlike her. He wished he could heal away her pain with magic—but no amount of magic he could do would ever fix her shattered heart—or return the dead back to life again.
It was impossible!
No kind of magic would ever bring back someone from the dead.
The redhead princess looked at her redhead daughter—who gazed at her mother with her large pretty bright blue eyes unaware of the tragedy that had struck them all—would be turning one next week. Bloom's very first birthday. It made her sob even more realizing that just only a few days ago Oritel was talking about celebrating his youngest daughter's first birthday. Oritel had wanted Bloom's first birthday to be spectacular—one of the best he would give her.
Oritel wasn't going to be celebrating their youngest daughter's first birthday!
"Bloom's turning one next week—oh Daddy! Oritel and I'd been talking about how we're going to give Bloom the best first birthday. . . and now he's gone. . . he's not going to be there to celebrate his daughter's first birthday. . . or be in Daphne and Bloom's lives!" Marion wept on, as her dreams had broke into tiny pieces.
Adrain had seen the way Marion was gazing at her two children—she looked at them as if the world had unleashed its horror upon his darling granddaughters who were so innocent and fragile.
"Shhh. . . sweetheart, everything will be alright, you'll see. Don't you worry about Bloom's first birthday. She's still going to have a wonderful birthday Marion I promise you that. I'll just be us only." Adrian stated, reassuring his daughter that everything will be okay and that he would do everything to ensure his family's safety and happiness.
"Your father's right Marion," Leilani chimed in softy, still looking heartbroken. "Oritel would love that and I'm more than sure of it."
"So what are we going to do now?" Marion asked quietly.
"I believe the best thing to do for now, is to leave the Magic Dimension for the time being," Alec suggested—thinking that it was the best solution for now—since it would be highly dangerous for them to stick any longer than necessary and to protect Daphne and Bloom for as long as possible from the threats of the magical universe that could come their way.
Marion looked bewildered by her brother's suggestion.
It was a terrible idea.
To leave the magical universe and go where exactly?
"Leave the Magic Dimension?" Marion's face had drained out of colour in pure horror.
"I do agree with you Alec. It would be best for us and for my granddaughters to have a safe life until they're older," the queen had agreed with Alec's idea.
It would keep her two granddaughters safe from the threats of the magical universe. They were far too young and it would put them endanger if they did indeed stayed in the Magic Dimension. Queen Leilani had already lost two of her family members: her husband and son. She wasn't planning to loose her daughter-in-law or grandchildren either.
Adrian looked at his son quite proudly and nodded in agreement as well. He had watched in complete adoration as his granddaughter Bloom yawned tiredly in his arms; looking at him with her sleepily blue eyes—the blue eyes Bloom had inherited from his wife Lassandra. She was a beautiful baby girl like her older sister and her mother Marion.
"So we're going to leave everything behind including magic as well?" Marion looked unsettled by such an idea, but she knew in her heart that it was best thing to do for her daughters—to give them a safe and happy life. She didn't want to forget the amazing magical world, or its history. . . she had so many wonderful memories here—memories that Marion wanted her own daughters to experience—but her brother was right.
It would be too dangerous if they sticked here any longer than they should.
Marion wanted to protect her little angles even if it had meant to leave the magical universe to somewhere else. . . somewhere far from the dimension where no one would be bothering to look for two magical children especially who happened to be the Princesses of Domino.
"So. . ." Marion's voice had piped up, sounding rather firm as she looked at her brother, ". . . where are we going exactly Alec?"
"To planet Earth."
"Earth?" Marion furrowed her red brows. "You mean, the nonmagical planet?"
"Exactly little sis." Alec smiled, as he ruffled his baby's sister hair.
Perhaps this was a good thing. A fresh start.
A small smile formed on her face. The redhead woman glanced at her little girls who were peacefully sleeping—she will do anything to protect them from harms way at all costs. A firey hope had sparked in her emerald eyes.
Author's Note
This is like what I said at the beginning of the chapter is the re-write of The One With The Legendary Flame. You'll bond to notice a few familiar OC characters from my HP/WC crossover story. When I'd created these characters and their backgrounds I kinda fell in love with them and so I decided to include them in this rewritten story since I'd noticed there was a few plots holes I'd made in the original one.
Like Marion living on Earth alone and raising her daughter Bloom alone? Not telling her daughter about magic, since Marion loves the magical world? I'd re-read it and noticed a few things that were rather highly questionable and a bit suspicious as well. That's a little off, since what-if someone from her family member had surivied in a realistic point of view of course?
So I hope you had enjoyed this rewritten version of it!
Side Note: In regards to chapter seventeen of The Magical Child it might be updated sometime this week or at the end of it. I'd been extremely busy with college and the plentiful exams I'd been taking so I hadn't had much time to write it.
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Until Next Time!