Hey guys! I would like to thank everyone who reviewed, followed and faved my last story. I decided to write another one in Helia's pov and I really hope you like it!

And a great thanks to 'do not think about it" who kinda really really wanted me to write this story so yeah! I dedicate this story to her. I'm not that good in Dutch but I'll still try…

Dat ene voor jou! Je bent de beste!

So on to the story!

He stood in front of the huge resort, taking it all in one glance. It was, indeed, beautiful despite its white painted walls and the green long vines growing from the bottom to the top

He entered the resort, leaving everyone behind him mouth opened before the sight in front of them. He had already seen it anyway and that effect soon stopped. He had been there a few times; after all, it's his grandfather who owned it.

One by one, the Winx and Specialists entered the resort all chatting excitedly about the holidays they were going to spend there, all except one; Helia... He already knew that he was assigned to accompany the Winx and the guys on their "full deserved" holidays for a reason or another and not to relax and forget about saving the Magical Dimension.

He climbed the stairs up to the second floor where was situated the room he used to stay in whenever he had to come here. It was of a dark blue with a medium sized bed covered in turquoise and light blue sheets placed on the left-hand side. It was a beautiful room; all shades of blue which matched perfectly the sea view which could be seen from his personal balcony. He leaned his suitcase against the wall in a corner and sat on his bed, burying his face in his hands.

What? What was that mysterious reason after all? He thought, again and again. This question being repeated in his mind, thousands of time. He tried to ask that question to the headmaster of Red Fountain a million of times; the answer remaining the same "I thought you needed to chill up a bit after all those battles and saving the world". No way, did he need to 'chill up a bit'. The last time he knew he went to a vacation, was when he got hit in the arm by an arrow on a battlefield, and he was only fifteen at that time. Without forgetting that that so-called vacation lasted for only two weeks, not more than that. So why? And how? How can he be put up on a vacation of two months, when it has only been five months now that he came back at Red Fountain.

He was suddenly brought back to reality by the sound of knocking. He looked up and was absorbed in a pair of beautiful jade eyes. He couldn't help but smile when a light blush appeared on her face.

"Uhh… won't you come downstairs for lunch," she said, in her usual shy and light tone. "Everyone is waiting for you,"

He nodded "Go on, I'll come in a few minutes,"

"Okay," she replied, quickly turning away and disappearing. He smirked.

"Flora," Her name felt sweet on his tongue. She appeared to be a mere mixture of sweetness and innocence. Yet, she was still something else. She had this weird effect on him; just one glance of her and nothing matters to him. She has had that effect on him ever since they met.

He shook his head and headed downstairs where everyone was gathered around the table, including 'his' beautiful maiden.

"Dude, why did you take so long to arrive?" asked Riven earning a slight slap on the arm by Musa. "What? I'm starving man!"

"Sorry," he apologized and took a seat. He looked across the table and spotted her, smiling at Layla, who, no doubt, was her best friend. They seemed to be sharing everything with each other. She caught his gaze and blushed, lowering her head, her hair covering her face.

He instantly felt it again; that little spark. That became a sort of habit for him, which seemed to be growing every time they met, every time they made eye-contact, every time they talked. He liked it anyway.

His thoughts were interrupted by Riven who started bickering about his poor tummy. Typical… "Okay Riven," he stopped him from going any further. "How about you start digging in instead of complaining?"

"You go man!" he dug his fork in his roasted chicken which occupied half of his plate and took a large piece of it.

"Mmm," he cooed, looking across the table at everyone. 'It's delicious!" he exclaimed, taking another bite and nodding in agreement. "See… it was worth it!"

"God! I'm fed up of him!" cried Musa burying her face in her hands but not before hitting her boyfriend in the head.

"Hey!" he put his hands in front of him in defense. A stir of laughter erupted the dinning room.

Having lunch with everyone turned out to be very animated for him; for he was used to always eating alone or starving. He took some time to observe the Winx and the Specialists. Despite their differences, they still seemed to get along. He lowered his head, trying to hide the smirk on his face. After a range of arguments, the plan was settled; today, they were going to unpack, relax a bit and then, visit the resort and tomorrow, they would go to the beach.

He didn't seem so fond of their plan, though. He already knew every inch of this resort by heart and going to the beach was just not one of his favourite hobbies. But he decided to give it a go; he could paint the beach. A sudden inspiration flooded him. He glanced at Flora and quickly erased that thought out of his mind. What if she finds out? What would he say?

He didn't have enough time to think of it anyway; as soon as he finished his lunch, he climbed to his room and started to unpack. It lasted only 30 minutes or so, for he had already a few things there.

The day went by pretty quickly; after the Winx and Specialists finished unpacking, they went to visit the resort since it did, in fact, contain many leisure rooms, hence, he was left alone in his room. The loneliness didn't bother him at all since he was used to it. He would rather draw alone in a closed room than trying to mingle with other personalities which didn't suit him at all.

And the sea view he had, inspired him a lot. Even though his inspiration wasn't there, he decided to give it a go.

He moved the brush swiftly on the white sheet; a light blue stroke appearing. Just then a dove flew in front of him catching his attention.

That made him smile, remembering the first time he met her, the smile that she put on, the blush that appeared on her cheeks and the inexplicable piece of mind he felt.

The dove flew across the room in direction of the balcony. Unknowingly, Helia followed it till there, his eyes not leaving the bird.

The dove darted away from the balcony and flew to the right. He looked over and his eyes widened at the flag floating in the air, a red skull printed on it.

No… it can't be… he thought. All those memories flashed into his mind. All those battles, all those threats and all those enemies…

Cliffhanger!

I know I'm evil! But you'll have to wait a lot coz I will update really slowly… blame school for that!

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Hey guys! Up for a new chapter! But first I would like to thank everyone who reviewed/faved or followed this story. You guys are great! I also have a request but I think I will have to wait at the end of this chapter because this chap is gonna be very very interesting…

I am

convinced that

different people

awaken

different beasts

in you.