My first shot at writing a Winx Club ficlet. Yes, I'm a dork, and I absolutely adore that show. Wowza, it's short... I just felt like writing this because 1. I just got reobsessed with Winx Club due to the 4th season, and 2. Stormy needs some attention. She's an angsty person, so I wrote a drabble that I felt was fitting.

Disclaimer: I don't own Winx Club. It belongs to Inginio Straffi.

I don't know when it started. Do any of us, really? Our entire lives were spent together – The Fearsome Three, The Deadly Trio, or, most often, The Trix. We were famous, powerful, known… and we loved it.

Icy, the cold-hearted beauty, Darcy, the dark, unmerciful bewitcher, and Stormy, the raging fury.

We were on top, always on top. And if you saw one of us, the other two were always nearby. More often then not behind you, ready to slit your throat and watch your precious life bleed away. We were always together. And I was always dead last.

Sure, with there only being three of us, it isn't hard to be the last one on everybody's mind, the last one to register, the least feared. It was by a small margin too- hardly noticeable.

But I'm bitter. And I noticed.

Who wasn't in awe of Icy? The clear leader of the trio – fashionable, powerful, deadly. And Darcy, oh Darcy, how she enchanted the boys, how clever she was, and how despicably dark.

But what of me? What of Stormy? Ask anybody who knew me, any of them. What was I like? They wouldn't say anything personal, nothing like 'The most beautiful,' 'the strongest.' 'the smartest,' or 'the most cunning.' No, no, words to describe me were more along the lines of…

Gullible. Brash. Indecisive. Frustrated. Immature. Hot Headed. Spiteful. Rough. Aggressive. Hateful. Turbulent. Indignant.

I was Stormy. A part of the deadly and infamous Trix. As a villain, I was known across the realms. But as an individual? I was nobody. Just a tag onto the other two, a missing piece to complete their set.

It was all true, though. I wasn't the smartest, prettiest, or most powerful.

But there was something I was the best at. Something that everybody- everybody overlooked. I was the cruelest. I was the most sadistic. The most twisted.

I didn't do what I did just for the power, although I loved the power. It was like a drug, and after a taste of it, we always needed more. I did if for the darkness if would bring, the tears and desolation. I didn't just kill, maim and destroy to reach my goals, but because it gave me happiness, made me whole. The taking of an innocent life, crushing it, extinguishing it with my own hands… it gave me euphoria.

So watch me world, just watch me. You won't succumb to me because I radiate pain and darkness… but because I love it, and it loves me.

And together, we shall set the world ablaze.

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