8 Years Later...

Sadness grew across the Realm of Tides over the past 8 Years. Tallulah, Queen of Tides sadly passed away. The kingdom was hurt, but not as hurt as the Teredor, the King and Princess Layla. The King locked himself away in his kingdom, the people had hoped that the Queen would come back, but there was no hope. The king banished himself and swore never to leave his castle room as everywhere he went he was reminded of her. Layla grew sadder without the company of her father, she spent most of her life crying on her bed. Her friends were worried about her; they called Layla every single night, payed visits but no one answered. It would all be over when the semester of Alphea came. They were are attending, sharing the same room. Maybe things would get better.

"Well Miss Layla, Princess of Tides, it's gonna be a rough day ahead. Don't you worry, Mother. I'll be there soon" Layla said to herself. She'd almost finished packing.

"There's no point in living somewhere where you're not wanted".

Layla strolled along the corridors of the palace, she missed her mother. She passed her father room.

Would it be best to knock, it is my last day, should I say goodbye. It wouldn't hurt. Would it.

She gently knocked. No answer. Layla grabbed the doorknob and slowly opened the door. Lying on a grand luxurious bed, grasping on a picture of her mother was her father.

"...Dad..." Layla whispered.

"Who told you to come in" her father said in a harsh monotone voice.

"..I'm sorry...it's just that...Today's the day I'm going to Alphea" Layla was stuck with words. What was she supposed to say?

"Good..." Good, how it that a good thing? You're supposed to say don't leave or I love you please stay or I wish you luck. Good? Who are you and what have you done to my father.

The room was silent.

"WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING STANDING HERE FOR? YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE AT ALPHEA". Layla was shocked and scared by her father's sudden yell. Laylas hand quivered in shock. Tears leaked through her eyes. She picked her luggage and quickly ran out of her father's room nearly knocking over half the passing servants. They felt dearly sorry for the poor princess. Since they were not allowed in the Kings quarters they treated the Princess with up most delicacy and love. Treated her like their own daughter.

Layla stormed out of the Palace and ran forth to Tides Station. She was supposed to meet Musa and her friends; they would go to Alphea together. As Layla neared the Station she began to sing 'Blackmores Night – Where are we going from here'. Meanwhile, inside the King's Quarter, the King stood lonely watching Layla as he peered out of the dusty curtains.

"I was too harsh of her". He sighed. He felt guilty for the past 8 years, since his wife's death. He'd made life miserable, for his people, his daughter and himself. He couldn't change that fact the she was gone. He closed the curtain and went back to his bed. His Face over the years grew paler and paler and was aged with a thousand wrinkles that scrunched upon his face. His eyes were grey and filled with gloom, they were bloodshot. He looked as if he hadn't eaten in years.

'On a long road, miles to go
I'ts winding and cold and its covered with snow
But I ask you what we all want to know
Where are we going from here...

Lines on my face, lines on my hands
Lead to a future I don't understand
Some things don't go as they're planned...
Where are we going from here...

Tracing the trails through the mirrors of time
Spinning in circles with riddles in rhyme
We lose our way, trying to find
Searching to find our way home...
Trying to find our way home...

As the day dies, with tears in our eyes
There's too few hellos and too many goodbyes
Silence answers our cries...where are we going from here...

We're all on this road, with miles to go
Braving new pathways into the unknown
But who do you ask, when no one really knows
Where we are going from here...
'

As if on cue, as she finished the final line, she saw a familiar face, bright golden yellow hair flowing swiftly in the light breeze in the city of Magix. Her beautiful flawless face glistened as she smiled.

"LAYLA" the blonde screamed as pushed past her guards who were struggling to hold her luggage. They tumbled to the ground as Stella hugged Layla as hard as she could.

"...a.. Ca...n't ...brea...the" She choked out. Stella loosed her grip.

"Sorry, now anyway I wanna hear the goss. What's happening on Tides? How are you? How's your father? How's you fiancé?" Stella ranted at 100 miles an hour.

"My Realm honestly is a disaster, my father hasn't left her room since that day and I haven't seen him since well this morning since that day, he looked so lifeless, weak." Tears were welling up in the morphix fairy's eyes. Stella comforted her.

"Don't worry, everything will turn out alright, has Musa been recently?"

"Her and her dad come every weekend, her dads been so helpful and does the important matters while Musa's been training me ready for Alphea". A tiny smile crept on her face.

"Well that's a good start, now you still haven't answered, how's your fiancé?" Stella eagerly asked.

"Well...WAIT WHAT!" Laylas jaw dropped to the ground, her eyes grew wider and wider.

"FIANCE WHO?"

"What do you mean fiancé who? Nabu your fiancé. Oh, wait hasn't your father told you, oh no, oh Stella winkles. Oh, dear it doesn't matter let's meet the others and go to Alphea". Stella quickly grabbed Layla's wrist and headed for Magix Cafe.

An arranged marriage, no way! But why didn't he tell me. Why is he putting me through all this...

"Layla" her thoughts were interrupted by the call of her name.

"Bloom, Musa, Flora, Tecna" Layla rushed over to them and hug them. They smiled.

"Nice to see you again Layla" Flora whispered. Layla hugged her even tighter. Musa motioned for them to sit.

"Another coffee over here!" bloom Yelled

"Comin' right up, girl!" the waitress beamed.

"So did you hear about the dance at Alphea tonight, it's for welcoming the new fairies and the boys from Red Fountain will be there" Stella explained with a hint of joy in her voice. Of course boys, everywhere they go there will always be boys.

"Stella, I'm not going. After what you've told me today, I never want to look at another boy in my life".

"WHAT! NO WAY LAYLA YOU'RE COMING YOU DON'T HAVE A CHOICE". A thousand eyes darted to the bimbo blonde.

"Take a picture it'll last longer!" "

"We are all goin' out dancin' tonight!" Stella exclaimed while slamming her hands onto the dirty table.

"No! I've got two left feet, I can't dance! Besides I'm gonna..."

"Why don't we all have a slumber party?" Flora suggested. Everyone looked at her sceptical.

"That's a great idea Flora!" Tecna agreed.

"B..bb..uut the BOYS!" Stella yelled, she was outraged.

"We were supposed to go shopping, buy dresses and get makeovers!"

"Maybe next time Stella!"

"BUFORD YOUR EGGS ARE BURNING!" the waitress yelled.

"Oh MIRTA! MIRTA!" a girl burst through the cafe doors.

"Amaryl, what's wrong?" Mirta asked.

"Didn't you hear, the six princes from the Realms are here in Magix, they're going to Red Fountain". Every girl in the cafe squealed, except the Winx Club.

"Isn't it the bee's knees?"

"I wonder what I should wear"

"I think I'm already in love"

"Do you think their cute?"

"They're invited to Alpheas' masquerade ball!" more squeals could be heard.

Finally the bimbo blonde stood up. Oh, dear!

"Would you all grow up! They're boys for petes' sack, stop acting as if you've found a designer top on sale!" the squeals quietened until all was quiet.

"Easy for you to say, you've got a boyfriend. Oh, wait you don't, you're a slut!" Chimera shouted.

"OOOOh" The fight was on!

"Hey!" Musa shouted. She stood up and strutted towards the wicked Chimera.

"No one calls Stella a Slut except me!" With that the musical pixie launched her attack, her prey – her nose! Blood oozed out her Chimeras nose.

Musa launched another attack and hit Chimera in the gut, Locking her fist exactly how her Father had taught her when she needed to defend herself in the future from bastards! After her fist automatically hit her gut, you could hear the cracking of bones; Chimera was forced backwards from the blow and hit the cafe brick wall. Chimera struggled to hold herself up, she was panting quickly. Musa smirked.

"Is that all you got?" Chimera said as she whipped the remains of blood dribbling out the side of her mouth.

Musa's smirk grew wider, she winked. Chimera arched her eyebrows, her knees quivered. She threw one last punch before kicking her in the ribs. Letting all her musical magic flow out towards her foot. Chimera flew backwards and crashed against the windows, the crunching of glass echoed. The odd squeaking noises of Chimeras fellow bitchy friends exited the cafe. Musa glanced around, all eyes were on her, she looked into Stella's eyes, Musa could see that she was scared, happy but shocked. Layla on the other hand happily grinned. The silence only lasted a minute before everyone went back to eating their delicious beignets and sipping their fresh cups of tea.

"What just happened?" Bloom asked.

"Musa kicked Chimeras butt! That's what happened!" Layla said.

"You go MUSA!" Stella screamed, she hugged her fellow music fairy.

"We better be going to Alphea otherwise it'll be too late" Flora suggested.

"Lets' Go WINX CLUB!" the girls all yelled in unison. They piled out of the cafe.

"WAIT! You forgot your Coffee!" the waitress screamed as she ran out the door. But the Winx had already disappeared.