Hi, Hiruka here. This is my winx fanfic and just so you know where it's set, i thought that when Bloom started Alfea College it was her freshman year, but i think it's actually her sophmore year, so in this story just pretend that when she came, it was everyones freshman year. Now references from the first movie's in here, so the only thing that is not included is when the Winx graduates. That'll come later. Also, when i talk about the clothes they wear, the shoes for fairies are all platforms (Unless its said oherwise) since many of them wear platform or high-heeled shoes and many of them also wear belly shirts, so keep that in mind when you read the clothes descriptions. Finally, since this is a fisrt person narative, whenever there's a scene without the heroin, i write it like a play becasue technically, we don't know what the other characters are thinking.

Okay, any other questions, just ask. So please enjoy Winx Club: Senior Year!
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From the time I was born, I knew I was to become a great fairy warrior like my mother and a great advisor to the royal family like my father. It was a future that I was looking forward to and couldn't wait to take on…

…but things never go as planned…not even my own future.

Chapter 1: From One School to Another

"Packing, packing, what else do I need?" My eyes scanned my room for items that looked "scholar" like that should belong in one of my two suitcases. Finally, it fell on one of the books that was required for the year…my final year. A grin grew on my face as I repeated that. My final year. My final year.

"MY GOD I CAN'T WAIT!" I shouted without thinking. There was a sudden knock on my door that made me jump.

"Scarlet?" said the voice on the other side, "Are you alright?"

"Never been better, mom," I answered, "Just packing for my FINAL year at school." I heard the door open and saw my mother entering, her long black hair flowing after her. I was always amazed that she can keep her hair o beautiful at such a length, not to mention how she can fight with the extra weight tracing behind her. She looked at me with a twinkle in her matching black eyes.

"Yes," she said with a nod, "Your final year at the Inter-Realm Academy for Fairy Warriors. I must say I'm sorry to see it go."

"I couldn't be happier," I replied, picking up a few more school books and doing my best to shove them in my already over-stuffed suitcase. "Besides, Princess Kayla is gonna be running the planet for the first time when I graduate, giving me the best advantage of working well under her. Plus, with the little advising lessons and tricks dad taught me over the summers, I should be able to do my job well." Mom rolled her eyes at me.

"Princess Kayla will rule, indeed, but her parents are watching over her, making sure that if she faces any trouble, they can help." She paused for a second, staring out through the open balcony door. I stopped packing and looked over at her, noticing the wind blowing her hair around her white, silky dress, causing it to fly a little off the ground.

"Mom?" I asked, a little worried, "Are you okay?" Mom blinked for a second and laughed, rubbing the top of her head.

"I was just thinking about how you're going to be able to be a warrior and family advisor for the royal family."

"Well dad's gotta let me try to be an advisor when Princess Kayla's running the country. Besides, isn't it better that when there's a new ruler, there's a new advisor?" Mom began to think about it. "That way," I continued, "The people of Aquila won't question the old advisor as ruling the country through the Princess." Mom laughed.

"I guess you're right." She walked towards me and held me close. "You've grown so much." I giggled.

"I know." Soon, the castle bells tolled, indicating that those who're heading out to the academy should head over to the palace for the "farewell breakfast". It was an event I was looking forward to. The King and Queen host this breakfast, looking and observing of the future protectors of Aquila. Plus, it's crucial for the royal family to know their warriors. Builds trust, the most sacred trait a person can have. I inhaled the crisp morning air, quickly closed my bags (as best as I could), grabbed mom, and ran to the palace.

"Wait!" Mom cried as I was dragging her, "What about your father?"

"He'll meet us there," I answered, "You know dad and his sneaky tricks." I giggled again, thinking of the same tricks dad had taught me. Not only was I to be an advisor to the royal family, but I also was to learn as much as I could about other realms, kingdoms, creatures, everything. Of course, it's impossible to learn everything and have a life, but dad always tell me to do a bit of both. Besides, I learn things sometimes when I'm having fun.

It didn't take long to reach the castle. It was a tall, floating mountain with large, crystal clear windows. Going into and out of the palace was my favorite part because you needed to get in the proper wind current that shoots you up or gently carries you down. However, it was always easy to find because there're always guards at the entrance of the "up" current. I greeted the guards, mentioning like a little child that I'm graduating, and stood in front of the current. I spread my arms out, took a deep breath of the fresh current air, and fell forward. Once I was halfway in the current, my feet lifted off the ground and I flew in the air. I spun forwards, backwards, twirled, I welcomed the wind's embrace and wrapped it around me. When I saw the base of the castle getting closer, I prepared my self to perform a grand entrance, placing my left leg over my right and left arm over my right. I began to feel the wind pushing me faster into the sky…and also out of its proper current. As soon as I no longer felt the ribbons of the current, I did a front flip in the air, feeling the stupid pull of gravity, thus pulling me down. However, as I landed, beautifully on my feet, I heard the people applauding me. I took a graceful bow and waited for mom. As she gently rose with the current, stepping out of it delicately, she sighed.

"You're lucky that this is your last banquet," she said. I grinned at her and ran inside. Once I entered the great hall, full of lushes designs, large crystal windows, beautiful music, and lots of my fellow schoolmates grades young through now, I began searching around for my dad, trying to find any extremely bright blonde haired person or someone who'd be hanging around on the ceiling, spying on everyone, but nothing.

"Have you found him yet?" Mom asked. I shook my head. "That's weird. He said that he'd save a table for us. Oh wait, there he is." I followed her pointed finger and saw a tall man with bright blonde hair leaning against one of the windows. He had one hand in his pocket and the other holding a small book. I sighed and walked on over. As I got closer, dad looked up, looking at me with his grey eyes and smiled his daddy smile. He put the book on our table and gave me a big hug.

"My little fighter and elder's last banquet," he said proudly. I began to pout.

"I'm not an elder. I'm an advisor for Princess Kayla," I corrected.

"Of course you are," he said, slightly ignoring my correction, "You'll be on the Princess's council all old and sitting on your butt just talking, and-"

"Damian!" Mom shouted, "She's got other obligations than giving advice."

"That's true, Lolita. She's gotta read many and different books." Mom began to scowl.

"What about defending her planet?" Dad laughed and wrapped an arm around mom.

"I know, hon, I know. You don't have to get mad." Mom shook her head and looked at me as I began to devour the food that dad had placed on my plate.

"If you ever find a man, make sure he's not a jerk like your father." Dad mad a face and sighed.

"Oh Scarlet," he said as he took his seat, "if only your mother would admit that because of my wonderful looks and charms, maybe she'd appreciate my jokes more." Mom didn't say anything as she took her seat, but I could tell that she was annoyed. I shrugged and continued eating. I always missed my parents when I was at school, but I knew that they'd take care of each other. I was so lucky to have them as my parents.

Soon, the time came when I had to say good-bye, so hugged them each as I headed towards the portal. Before I entered, I felt a rush of wind sweep around me. It was faster and harsher than anything I'd felt in my life. I closed my eyes and dropped my suitcases, hearing people scream in shock. The wind eventually knocked me off my feet and I fell forwards, landing right on the lovely dirt. Suddenly, as it came, it stopped and I heard every whisper around me. There were footsteps running towards me (I guessed my parents), so I tried my best to stand up.

"Scarlet!" Mom breathed, holding me tight, "What was that?" I shook my head in her hug.

"I dunno. The wind's never acted like that here." Mom finally let me go as dad lifted up my right arm. There was a slash going down across my wrist along with fresh, scarlet colored blood trickling down.

"Nice way to start the year," dad said, pulling out a handkerchief. He was about to wrap my wrist in it, but I pulled it back. "Scarlet," he said in a stern voice, "You know that you can't do that." I looked at my wound and sighed. When it came to hurting myself in public, dad refuse for me to pull out a spell or two that weren't from Aquila, especially since the spells I knew were dark magic ones. I extended my injured wrist and looked away, trying my best to hold my tongue. Many people knew about my other self, even the royal family knew, but they decided that it was best to keep it quiet so as not to disturb those who think otherwise.

"There we go," dad said once it was wrapped. "Did you get any stains on your clothes?" I looked down at my white belly tank-top, a dark blue jean mini skirt, and navy knee-high-boots. I placed my hand over the shirt (it was the dirtiest) and released my magic on the stain, which disappeared and spread over to the rest of me in a matter of seconds.

"Nope," I answered with a grin. Dad smiled and hugged me once again, then mom. I smiled at them and entered the portal. As I turned back, I saw them waving good-bye and slowly disappearing though the bright yellow light. Once they fully disappeared, I felt a chill go up my spin. For some reason, I couldn't forget about that harsh wind. It was if it was warning me about something. Well, wind spirits sometimes send harsh messages, but why not to the King and Queen?

Luckily, my worry disappeared as the bright light began to open in front of me, revealing the beautiful campus of Inter-Realms Academy. My heart skipped a beat as I picked up my bags and sprinted towards the big, iron gates. Once I signed in with the assistant head-mistress, I headed towards my room, wondering if I was going to have the same roommates. Before I could even open my door, it burst open and a person fell on me.

"SCARLET! WE'RE ROOMIES AGAIN!" I tried to laugh, but the fact that this fairy of fire had a lot of strength to the point where I could bring air into my lungs.

"Celia, you're gonna choke her if you keep doing that," said a familiar voice in the doorway. Celia let me go, her flaming red hair whipping my face.

"But Lucentia, our best friend is gonna room with us for our final year." Lucentia adjusted her glasses, her multicolored eyes falling on me. When you're the fairy of both light and dark, your eyes swirl with a mixture of both. "Scar, you talk to her." Celia whipped her hair the other way (smacking me again, mind you) and stared at me with her chocolate brown eyes.

"I'm not troublesome, am I?" She asked on the verge of tears. I quickly shook my head.

"No way. You just have a strong grip when it comes to hugs, that's all." Celia quickly recovered and jumped in the air.

"Even after all these years of being roommates, I marvel at the fact that you're actually a warrior fairy," Lucentia commented. Celia began to pout again, bringing the two into one of their regular argument. I grabbed my stuff and swiftly passed them, heading inside our small room and placing my stuff on the bed by the balcony window. I snapped my fingers, expecting my bag to click open, but instead, it sprung open, allowing all of my stuff to fall around my bed. Lucentia and Celia stopped their arguing and looked at me. After a moment of silence, they suddenly burst into laugher.

"By the way," Celia said as she wiped a tear of laughter away, "Did you see you're 'knight-in-shining-armor-named-Jeremy' yet?" I felt my heart beat loudly as I gave a shy smile.

"Not yet, but I'm sure we'll see him at the opening ceremony." Lucentia placed a sly smile on her face.

"Do you even have a nice outfit to greet him in?" I pinched my lips together and looked out through the balcony doors.

"Is it too late for me to skip the party?" I asked aloud.

"YOU CAN'T MISS THE PARTY!" Celia shouted.

"I was joking!" I shouted back. Celia covered her mouth. "And I'll find something. I'll go into town if I have to."

"Will you be back in time?" Lucentia asked.

"Of course I will!" I dug through my suitcases for some spending money and found enough to buy some clothes and shoes. With a grin on my face, I quickly opened the balcony doors. It'll be faster if I traveled wind style. I waved my hand in a circle above my head and felt the wind blow in the direction of town. I turned to my friends and saluted them.

"I'll be back with the wanted item. I will not fail this mission," I said in a formal warrior voice. They laughed and waved good-bye, signaling me to leave. I climbed onto the thin railing and raised my arms like earlier and fell forward. The wind quickly picked me up and with speed and style, I traveled to town. It didn't take long, which was good time wise, but now the hard part was finding a store. I slowly landed on the concrete ground and made my transport wind current disappear. The town looked like an everyday modern town with lots of shops with many clearance sales.

"Just my luck!" I quickly ran into one of the shops and dug around for something decent. Eventually, I was able to find a cool, silky silver dress with off-the-shoulder, three-quarter sleeves. It was cut to look like a two piece outfit; there was a hot-pink ribbon that loosely connected the top and bottom together. The bottom half was a knee-length skirt cut at a diagonal, so as to look like a mini-skirt on one side and a knee-length one on the other. Another hot-pink ribbon was at the high end of the skirt, so that if I want it tighter, I can make it so, though I don't think that'll be necessary. Now that I had the perfect dress, next were the shoes.

"Silver open toed would be nice," I said aloud, snooping around the store. Faster than finding my dress, I was able to find simple open toed sandals that buckled around my ankle as it criss-crossed over my foot. I grinned at my new purchases and skipped towards the exit.

"And with loads of time to prepare." The doors opened automatically as I stepped out. "I know that Jeremy's gonna like this."

A sudden gust of wind crashed into me, causing me to hold onto my purchases tightly as I closed my eyes tightly.

"You must come ."

My eyes flew open as the wind grew stronger, knocking me off my feet like at Aquila, and carrying me faster than any space ship or wind-rider I'd been on in my life.

"Come?" I shouted over the wind howling in my ears, "Come where?"

"We have to hurry. It might be too late."

"For what?!" I shouted, beginning to lose my patients. "I've gotta head back to school!"

"That's the problem." I paused, the howling continuing. I've spoken to many wind spirits directly during an emergency, but nothing that seemed this urgent. In fact, anything this urgent never involved me before. I wanted to ask it more questions, but I remained quiet and just waited until I saw smoke rising in the distance. As I focused on its location, I gasped.

"Is that?"

"Yes…we might be too late."

I couldn't get the "no" out of my throat. The smoke that was approaching fast came from the direction of my school, and judging by the wind's voice of concern, I believed that the smoke was not just in the direction of my school, but from it. A wave of panic swept over me as I began to take quick breaths out of nervousness. The academy hasn't been attacked in many many years. And it even had the strongest security against anything that might come, so why was there smoke? As we got closer, the smoke began to get caught in the wind current, causing me to cough. I took off dad's handkerchief and placed it over my nose, making sure that the side with my blood was NOT pressed against my nose.

"I must let you down. Go!" The wind gently brought me down. Once my feet touched the ground, I sprinted towards the burning academy. I removed the handkerchief since the smoke wasn't as bad below the trees, but once I reached the gate, I stopped and stared. All of the fighters were on the ground, slashed all over through their clothes, armor, shields, everything. As I took deep breaths to remain calm, I smelt fresh blood in the air, sharp and strong. I quickly covered my nose, feeling my upper set of teeth tingling with the scent.

Shit! I ran inside, despite the smell of blood increasing as I went to each student and seeing their faces without any sign or trace of life, each having a circle carved out from their necks with blood trickling out. I saw my vision fogging up and tears began to run down my cheeks as I continued on inside the school. I thought about creating a wind current to travel faster, but I realized that the smoke would get caught and cause me a coughing fit. My legs continued to carry me up to my room until I reached the open doorway. The balcony door was still open along with my stuff still scattered, though they were torn into ruins…along with my friends. The tears streamed faster down my cheeks as I ran to the two of them, leaning back to back on the floor, covered in each other's blood. The scent began to drive me crazy as my teeth began to ach, especially two of them. Normally, I'd allow the tingling to take over, but not now. I promised not to fall under any influence of blood. My hands reached out to them and shook them, dropping my bag in the process.

"Celia, Lucentia, please answer me!" I shouted, but they didn't. They instead fell to the floor with a thump. As they fell, I noticed both having the similar deep circle carved out of their necks. With anger and rage building up inside of me, I smacked my fists against the floor and screamed bloody murder. The tears continued to stream, creating a puddle near my dead friends as I continued to resist the tingling pain. I felt the faintest gentle breeze on my face, whispering in my ear.

"…Scarlet…" I began to quiet my sobs and froze. It wasn't the voice of a spirit, but of someone else. "…Hurry…to…my…office…" I hesitated as the faint wind died, debating of leaving my friends.

Celia…Lucentia…my best friends…what happened? I cried a while longer before gathering my strength to see the headmistress. I ran towards her office at the other end of the building, dodging falling pieces of the building. When I arrived, the doors were closed and my physical strength wasn't enough to open them. With the tingling still in my teeth, I decided to convert that energy into my wind magic. I raised my index and middle finger on each hand together, forming an "x" in front of the door. I closed my eyes and pulled the energy from my teeth and slowly dragged them into my hands. My hands began to tremble with the tingly sensation, but I didn't give up. I released the energy from my hands into a condensed, wind ball a few inches from my hand. My eyes slowly opened to see the ball in front of my hands. Without hesitation, I pulled my hands back, releasing the ball towards the door, pushing to open and allowing me in. The headmistress was on the floor, her face down and her gown spread out. There was more blood, which brought the tingling back in my teeth and more tears to my eyes. I ran to her and shook her.

"Headmistress, headmistress!" I shouted. With a moan, she opened her green eyes and looked at me. Normally they were bright and lively, but their color began to lose life, like its owner.

"…Scarlet…" she whispered, "…thank god they didn't get you…" She extended a shaky hand and placed it on my cheek. "…Why didn't…you transform?…"

"Who did this?" I said, ignoring her question while choking on my tears, holding her hand that stayed on my cheek. She shook her head and moved her hand from mine, placing the palm of it on my forehead.

"You must…go to a realm…called Magix…" she said weakly, "…Use the wind…to take you…to Alfea College…"

"Headmistress, you need your rest," I insisted, "I can even heal you with black magic if I have to."

"…It's too late…," she said, "…For the students…and the school…" New tears grew in my eyes as she continued. "…Find the headmistress…Faragonda…and tell her…about this…"

"Why don't I go to Aquila and-"

"Don't go." I bit my lips together and shook my head. "…They've already been there…it's gone…you can't go back…" I felt my heart banging so hard in my chest that it wanted to burst. I clenched my hands into fists, digging my fingernails into my skin. Eventually, I began to smell my own blood, which didn't help the tingling sensation.

"…Faragonda…must know…about everything…this incident…Aquila…and you…" My eyes grew wide.

"No," I said confused, "You don't mean telling her about-"

"Yes," she said, "Now…no more…I have to use…what energy I have…to send you to Magix…"

"Headmistress wait!" I shouted, but a sudden yellow light wrapped around me, pulling me in. I struggled against it, but there was no use. The light slowly took me in, closing up the entrance to the headmistress and pulled into another town, one I had never seen nor been in before. It spat me out and quickly closed, not giving me a chance to go back. I felt the presence of people seeing me and whispering about my dirty appearance…

But I didn't care.

I sat there in the middle of the sidewalk, staring at the street that once had the portal, and just breathing, thinking about everything I'd seen in such few minutes. The tingling in my teeth went away since I couldn't smell all that blood, but I knew I had my own on my hands. With out hesitation, I pulled one palm of my hand to my lips, but stopped.

You can't use those healing spells. They're black magic, I heard my father say years ago, You can use it when at school or at home, but nowhere else.

I pulled my hand down and fell onto the sidewalk, crying some more. I never thought that I could feel this much sadness, lost, and pain in one moment.

Head to Alfea College. Find Headmistress Faragonda.

I listened to the instructions over and over again to try and give me strength. "Maybe if I go there, I'll be able to go home." However, another instruction popped into my head.

Don't go. They've already been there. It's gone.

"Aquila can't be defeated," I said to myself, "We're one of the strongest planets in the dimension." I slowly rose to my feet and wiped my face of the sweat and tears. I waved my hand in the air and felt the wind wrap around me. It felt different and unfamiliar as it lifted me off the floor.

"To Alfea College." The wind began to blow in a direction and I went along with it.

[From Alfea's campus…]

Girl's voice #1: Can you believe that this is our last year, guys?

Girl's voice #2: I can't believe you're excited about this, Bloom. I just see another year of school work, sleepless nights, and mysterious villain appearing.

Bloom: Come on, Stella. This is the last time we've gotta come to Alfea.

Girl's voice #3: I'm actually sad that this is it. We've had so many memories here.

Stella: Cheer up, Flora. After this, we'll be able to be full fledge guardian fairies.

Girl voice #4: Technically, we're guardian fairies now, but why does Ms. Faragonda want to teach us more things when we're at our strongest?

Bloom: I'm not sure, Tecna, but we should believe her if she thinks that we need more training.

Girl voice #5: I'm pretty good with anything. The specialists are here and so are we. Convenient, right?

Girl voice #6: Easy for you to say, Musa. My man is a wizard and is still working on his magic back on Andros.

Musa: Either way, Layla, we should make this year the best so we can graduate with flying colors.

All: Agreed.

(A sudden gust of winds brushes atop of their heads and they look up. They look up and see someone flying overhead)

Flora: What's that?

Tecna: (Pulls out a gadget and types) It's a girl, maybe she's a fairy, but I can't tell.

Stella: Well, duh, she doesn't have her wings on. We figured out that much.

Layla: Stella, really? Tecna's got a better shot of identifying her than any of us do.

Bloom: I wonder what she's doing here?

[Back to Scarlet…]

It was hard to stay focused, even if my eyes remained focused on a pink and blue building coming towards me. It definitely looked like a school, the students walking around the campus, teachers in their classrooms, nothing seemed out of place here.

I didn't lie to myself, I was jealous. Right below me was a group of what looked liked six girls, huddled together and talking, probably catching up from the summer. They made me realize that I no longer had the friendship they have because my friends and school within seconds was destroyed; and everyone here was happier than ever. But I took a deep breath and didn't allow for my jealousy to interfere with my mission.

"Take me to Headmistress Faragonda's office," I commanded my current. It swerved around and brought me to the biggest window, centered in the building on campus. I saw a large red chair with its back towards me and an office similar to the headmistress at my school. With a deep breath, I knocked on the window. The red chair spun towards me and in it was a lady with short white hair puffed on top of her head. Through her specks was a pair of blue eyes that was surprised at what she was looking at and quickly jumped out of her chair. She simply waved her hand, opening the large window that was as tall as ten of me standing on my shoulders, and placed each hand to either side of her mouth.

"Come in!" she shouted. Without hesitation, I lowered myself to level with the lady's floor. Once both feet were planted on the red wall-to-wall carpet, she placed and arm around my shoulders and guided me towards a chair across her desk.

"I must say," she began as she placed me in the chair, "you look like you've just seen a war." My eyes fell onto the carpet as I tried to fight back my tears. "Oh dear, I guess you might have." I still couldn't speak. I was afraid that if I did, I'd cry in agony and I didn't want to in front of a stranger. I head her "hmmm" to herself as she pressed a button that made a quiet buzz.

"Griselda," she said into the speaker, "Please come to my office and make some of that fabulous tea to relieve stress."

"Of course," said a harsh voice on the other end.

"Thank you." She released the button and sat down at her desk with a sigh. "Now, I won't ask you many questions if you're not in the mood to talk. However, you look like you've traveled far, so you can rest here until full recovery." I nodded, swallowing my tears. There was silence between us for a while, the voices of students laughing outside. Suddenly, the lady stood up and walked around towards the window. A gentle knock startled me, which had never happened before.

I guess I'm a little on the edge.

"Come in." I heard squeaky wheels and footsteps approaching from behind me as the lady smiled pleasantly. "Thank you Griselda."

"No problem, Faragonda."

"Faragonda?" I said, realizing that I'd totally forgetting about my mission. Stupid jealousy. "As in Headmistress Faragonda of Alfea College?"

"That's right," Faragonda said adjusting her specks, "Now have some tea. It'll help calm you down so you can explain what happened."

"I'm sorry, but I don't have time," I said, raising from my seat, feeling the jealousy and tears leaving me. "I'm from the Inter-Realm Academy for Fairy Warriors and I was sent by Headmistress Isabella to talk to you and to tell you…" I felt my voice tightening as I remembered seeing all the bodies, the smoke, the blood. I shook my head and looked right at Faragonda's eyes. "To tell you…" My body began to shake as I fell back into my seat, my hands covering my mouth as I burst into tears yet again. I felt weak and helpless, two things I've never felt before. I felt a gentle hand on my forehead and saw through my eyes what I've seen at my now dead school. After seeing everything a second time, the hand was removed from my forehead. I looked up to see Faragonda lost in thought.

"Here," said the lady who I guessed was Griselda as she passed me a cup of her famous tea. She had shoulder length hair like mine, but was brown rather than black, and also wore glasses, but larger than Faragonda's. I nodded instead of saying thanks for my throat was still tight, but I stared at Faragonda. She paced back and forth until she approached a mirror and waved her hand across it.

"Just as I thought," she said. She turned to me and extended a hand towards her mirror. "Headmistress Isabella was right in that you cannot return to Aquila." I began to shake with my emotions overwhelming me to the point when my teacup clinked against the saucer repeatedly and loudly.

"I think you should take a sip of that to calm you down, trust me." I nodded and took a shaky sip. The tea was sweet and warm, which instantly stopped my shaking. Trust, I thought as I continued to drink the tea, Ms. Isabella trusted her… I finished the cup of tea and sighed.

"Thank you," I said to Griselda as she poured me another cup.

"I'm not sure who or what attacked your school, but it's definitely a strong enemy. And judging by what she said and my lack to get in contact with anyone at Aquila, I'd say it's the same one." I nodded and began to drink my second cup, now for thirst, forgetting that all that running, screaming, crying, and blood made me incredibly thirsty.

"But I can't say for sure if the planet's destroyed or not." I stopped drinking and looked at her. "Basically there's a chance that everyone's alright and that they're just blocked in, but I'm not one hundred percent sure." I nodded again and continued drinking. Once I finished my second cup, a new thought swept over me.

"Ms. Faragonda," I said finally, "If I have no school and no home to return to, where do you suggest I should go?" Faragonda smiled and placed her hands onto my shoulders.

"You will stay here at Alfea and complete your training here, like Isabella said."

"B-but you've got a different curriculum than Inter-Realms, plus I'm a warrior fairy and an advisor to the royal family. How can I complete that by starting my four years over again? How-"

"Hush now!" Shouted Griselda. I cringed at her screeching and apologized while Faragonda smiled and sat back in her red chair.

"Don't worry about repeating any years," she assured, "You were a senior at Inter-Realms, so I'll place you as a senior here." I nodded, secretly relieved that I didn't have to repeat anything. "But I must ask a few questions about you and your magic level."

"Certainly," I said.

"Now you are a fairy, are you not?" Faragonda asked.

"Yes, I'm a fairy, a wind fairy to be precise."

"Good, we like precise." I smiled for the first time in front of her, feeling a small joy in pleasing someone. "Have you ever heard of a fairy gaining her 'charmix'?"

"Of course," I said, "I gained it sophomore year." Faragonda smiled.

"Very good. So it won't be so bad work wise. Now what about your enchantix?" I took a deep breath and did my best to smile. Without speaking, Faragonda nodded. "You haven't gotten it yet. I see." I shook my head.

"It's not like that." I dusted off my dark jean skirt, though it didn't do much. "Headmistress Isabella also said…that I should tell you…of a…condition I have."

"Oh?" Faragonda and Griselda said together, looking from one another then back at me. I took a deep breath and quietly told them quietly, hoping that no snoopy student is listening beyond the doors. Faragonda and Griselda listened closely and waited until I was finish before one of them spoke.

"That is true," Griselda said, "It would nearly impossible to get your enchantix with that condition." Faragonda shot her a glare that I read as "Don't say such things." However, she turned back to me and smiled.

"Actually, nothing's impossible. There's a student here when you were a freshman that had lost her powers to these witches and she looked deep within herself to actually re-find her powers. Another student of ours also was able to survive after sacrificing herself in the O-Mega dimension. I think that there is still hope for you to gain your enchantix." For the first time, I actually felt hopeful. If I can get my enchantix, I can help my people on Aquila. That sounded like a good plan.

"But gaining it will be very difficult," Faragonda pointed out, "Especially since you've got the power level of an enchantix." She paused for a second, lost in her thoughts. "You appear to be at the same level as six of our now seniors." She paused for a moment and muttered, "Good thing I decided to keep them an extra year." Her eyes fell upon mine and smiled as she stood up and walked towards me, pulling me out of my seat.

"It's settled. You'll stay here and finish your fairy training here. And don't worry about your condition. I'm sure it'll help you out with your classes."

"I hope so." She pointed at my clothes, cleaning it to make it look like I hadn't stumbled into a bloody war and guided me out of her office and lead me though many hallways. The walls were pink with embroidered green and blue designs. I stared in amazement, comparing it to the memory of Inter-Realms. It didn't take long to reach the main courtyard, which was empty to my surprise. I looked through the windows and saw many of them were filled with teachers and students.

"Many of our girls are in classes, out in magix, studying, or getting ready," Faragonda said as if reading my expression.

"Ready for what?" I asked. She laughed.

"Well surely you've had a new school year party." I blinked for a second, remembering that I'd just bought a dress and shoes for Jeremy to see at Inter-Realms party. I sighed.

"Yes. I actually had something, but along wit the rest of my stuff, it's gone and ruined." Faragonda placed a confident, yet secretive grin on her face.

"Well, I'm sure your going to find something to wear, but in the meantime, since you've got a good connection with the wind spirits, you might want to connect with Magix's."

"I agree," I said, "When I came here though my current, I swear, I thought I was going to scream from the unfamiliarity." Suddenly, I began to giggle. "It was really weird."

"I'm sure that you're going to be fine here." I stopped laughing and stared at the grass. "I'll be in my office or around school if you need me." She began to head back inside, but then stopped and turned around.

"By the way," she said, "Have you heard of pixies?" I nodded.

"I have, but I don't have one. Again, condition." Faragonda smiled.

"I'll let you be then. After the party tonight I'll give you a room and a schedule for this year."

"Thank you." She turned around and took a few stops before stopping again.

"Sorry, I realized that I didn't ask for your name?" I blushed in feeling so stupid as to not mention my name.

"Scarlet," I said, "Scarlet Avila." Faragonda nodded and walked inside, leaving me alone on the Alfea campus.

[Meanwhile…]

(Out in a mysterious place, a mysterious voice echoes through the hall)

Mysterious Voice (MV): Inter-Realms didn't have her. I could have sworn that Isabella was hiding her from everyone, including me. (sighs) Well it doesn't matter. (pauses) Maybe a connection of hers has what I'm looking for… (chuckles to himself)…that would be helpful…