A/N: First few chapters focus a bit more on the backgrounds of certain characters, but they will all be included! R&R

Who took My Life?

Chapter 1: Mandragora

Mandragora knew there was a good chance that the witches wouldn't succeed. But this? It was unbearable.

Sixteen years had passed since the destruction of Domino. Sixteen years since she last saw Oritel active and breathing.

The realm of Obsidian, which was now their home, filled Mandragora´s heart with darkness, more than she could even bare. She hated everything and everyone. The outside world and the rest of the company of light who still enjoyed their freedom. And that ridiculous amount of heat radiating from Oritel´s sword! It was almost excruciating and the witches hadn't stopped complaining all day!

"What is the meaning of this?! You said they were all gone!" One of them screeched hysterically.

"Of course they were, I made sure myself! They were all destroyed and the dragon flame was-"

"The dragon flame disappeared! I remember it all too well! But if the King´s sword is reacting…this can only mean one thing…" another one said, suspiciously.

"Yes…the dragon flame is very much present. It has returned from where ever it's been hiding all these years" Belladonna, the oldest of the three stated.

"Whoever wields its power now must think that we´re imbeciles! Hiding all these years, and thinking they could just come back completely disregarded",

"Mandragora!" she screamed, growing aggravated, no longer bearing the energy that radiated from the sword.

"Yes?" she responded after a moment. The gate keeper, despite her foul mood, owed loyalty to the ancestresses. It didn't matter whether they were trapped or not. The sisters were cruel and highly dangerous.

"Oritel´s sword, something is triggering its power. And we must know who´s behind this"

Mandragora opened her eyes wider than she ever had.

"Oritel´s wh-what?! But that´s-"

"Someone possesses the dragon flame and their presence is close by. Your job is to find out who it is! Unless you find the wielder, don't come back!" Belladonna screeched. Mandragora simply nodded.

"I won't let you down" she said, turning her back on the sisters and proceeding to leave the realm.

But how was it possible? The only possible keeper of the dragon flame didn't even know that magic existed! If the witches found out that Mandragora didn't do what they asked of her sixteen years ago, she was finished…

Flashback

"Mandragora, it's up to you now…we shall finish off what´s left of the realm!" the elderly witch told her.

"Yes, milady, but what shall I do?" she asked.

"Find the child! That´s what!"

"But she´s merely a baby! What threat could she possibly represent? Shouldn't we concentrate on finding-"

"Don't you dare question our orders! Marion and Oritel must pay!"

Mandragora nodded solemnly and placed the hood of her cape over her head.

Even she knew how wrong, and ridiculous, and cruel it was to harm a child. Although it mortified her even more to hurt the King. She always admired Oritel, ever since he was prince. Oritel was very handsome, and very kind. He was also humble and enjoyed taking a stroll through the city and interacting with his people. But being who she was, she never had the courage to talk to him. It might have been a crush. Mandragora wasn't sure, until Marion came along.

A noble daughter of Domino had been promised to Oritel in marriage. And she hated her. It wasn't long before the royal couple started going out in public. The way the prince looked at his fiancée was even more irritating, he seemed to be captivated. Marion, with her bright red curls, light skin and blue eyes looked like a porcelain doll. And when the wedding day arrived, her hatred for Marion only worsened. Mandragora´s only comfort was knowing that it wasn't Oritel´s choice. The marriage was arranged, not by will.

She still despised the Queen, which was why destroying Domino gave her a small satisfaction. But Oritel was still in her good graces. Therefore, she couldn't kill his daughter. That would be her gift to him. Even if the child did have a part of Marion in her.

She searched Domino for hours, while trying her best to avoid an encounter with the King and Queen or any of the members of the company of light. Mandragora was strong, but not strong enough to stand against any of them alone. She was nothing without the three sisters. She didn't work for them out of will. Mandragora lost her parents at a very young age, she was alone in the world, abandoned. Until the witches found her. They took her in when she needed it most, and so Mandragora was at their service. She didn't agree with most of the things they did, but as long as she went along with it, she was safe.

For a moment, she stopped searching. If the crowned princess had really wanted to protect her little sister, she would´ve sent her somewhere very distant. A place where no one would ever think of searching….Domino was immediately ruled out. But the magic dimension had many, many realms. Where would she begin?

Wait…if the baby was still in the magic dimension, the witches' would´ve located her almost immediately with a mere spell. But what if…inter-dimensional travel was possible? And if it was…there were a couple of options…Obsidian…Omega…Earth…

Obsidian was much too dark, the worst place to be known in the universe. Omega was a place for criminals, not to mention it was made of sole ice…and Earth? There was no magic there at all, it was too far away to even sense, which would explain why locating spells didn't work.

Mandragora had nothing to lose.

She opened up a portal with the portion of magic that the witches lent her.

It was night time.

She had never been to Earth before, but this particular city was quite lively.

"These poor, unsuspecting humans…" she thought. She entered a dark alley and began concentrating, forming a green orb of light between her hands.

"Show me the exact location of the last daughter of Domino" she whispered, "Locate her presence amongst these mortals",

The spell she was conducting, propelled by the power of the three sisters was guaranteed to find the baby, especially in a place with no magic. She was unique in this world. It wasn't long before the green orb between her hands took on a life of its own and led the way. She made sure to keep the orb close to her hands, covering it slightly as to not attract attention.

She followed it down one street, and then another. And yet another. Until crying could be heard.

Sure enough, lying on the ground in a backstreet, was Oritel´s child. She had been safely tucked inside two layers of thin blankets. She even wore Domino´s medallion around her neck. Mandragora picked her up carefully, cradling her.

The baby only stared up at her curiously, probably sensing the danger…

"I can't destroy you…I just can't…" she whispered.

End of flashback

She was beyond anxious. Mandragora knew it was time to finish the job before the witches found out! But she couldn't do it alone. If the girl was now within the magic dimension, it meant that she certainly knew about her powers and her history. Bloom would seek revenge, she would destroy them.

"I need help…and I know exactly where to find it", she said through gritted teeth. Only Valtor could get her out of this one. He was the only other person in the universe with a power that matched the dragon flame. He represented its dark side.

"It's time to awaken…" she thought, now moving in the direction of the Omega dimension.


Classes had started a few weeks ago.

Bloom walked aimlessly through the hallway during their free period. She had two phone calls to make, one made her slightly more nervous, considering it had been Stella´s idea that she call Brandon, alleging that ´a girl can't sit around and wait forever´ and the other call was to her parents.

She wasn't used to calling guys, well, except for Andy, but that was completely different. But Brandon…despite being a normal and gentle guy, he was physically above average! Blue eyes, very well built, a breathtaking smile, and not to be derogatory, but the guy had blond hair! She´d never gone out with a blond before. Even the way he spoke was rather different, a little too refined for a bodyguard. According to Stella, he worked for Prince Sky´s family, protecting the prince himself.

Brandon had texted her a couple of times after the dance a few weeks back, but it was all small talk, as if he were afraid to get any closer. Ughh, guys and their mixed signs!

The phone rang a couple of times before she answered.

"Hello?" she heard on the other end.

"Hey mom, it´s me",

"Sweetheart, it's so good to hear you! How´s the new school?"

"It´s been great, but I miss you and dad like crazy", she said, rather glumly.

"I know exactly what you mean. This house doesn't feel the same without you", her mother replied.

"Mom, I kind of need to ask you for a favor"

"Of course, sweetie what is it?"

"Well you see, I need my birth certificate, you know, it's one of the requisites for my enrollment at Alfea to be confirmed. I didn't find out until this morning", she told her. Bloom had already taught Vanessa how to mail her letters the magical way, thanks to Stella.

"Your birth certificate...? Oh honey that could be anywhere, I don't have much time now, but I´ll see what I can do"

"I´m sure it´s in the attic mom, you know, where you and dad keep all the other important papers",

"Bloom I said I´d look for it. But I´m busy now"

"I´m sorry but I really need it by-"

"Honey I´ll call you back, there´s a client waiting"

"Mom, wait-"

Bloom stared at her phone, flabbergasted. .That? Did her mother really just hang up on her?!

Vanessa slammed the phone down. No, no, no this wasn't happening. Mike had insisted that they tell Bloom the truth when she was younger but Vanessa didn't think she could handle it. How could anyone tell a child that her parents didn't want her? She vowed that her daughter wouldn't know the truth. As far as they knew, Bloom was their child. Her biological parents gave her up. Or that´s what it seemed…

But now, she needed her birth certificate. And she wouldn't stop insisting, that much Vanessa knew. Now what?


Once she arrived, finding Valtor wasn't hard. This place was filled with the dark energy that came from its prisoners. But the darkest of all, and easiest to sense, was Valtor´s.

Valtor, in his time, had been one of the most powerful sorcerer´s to have existed. He was created by the witches themselves with a small portion of the dragon flame. She wasn't too fond of him, but Mandragora knew that this was her last and only hope.

She conducted a simple spell that would free him without disturbing the other prisoners.

At first, he stared at her in awe as the ice around him came crashing down. He moved and stretched slowly for the first time in years.

"Mandragora…?" he asked, bemused.

"A pleasure to see you too", she replied, rolling her eyes. He smirked.

"Don't get me wrong, I´m grateful for your gesture. But it's hard to believe considering how deeply you care for me", he said as sarcastically as ever. Same old Valtor.

"Oh get over yourself! I haven't freed you out of boredom. I need something from you in return", she told him.

"I see you don't waste your time. What do you want?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. Even after all these years, Mandragora could see how he stood, tall and well-built, the same poker-face that gave nothing away.

"I suppose that your memories from your last event are still intact?" she asked, he remained quiet for a moment before answering.

"The King and Queen of Domino succeeded, and everything we worked so hard for-"

"Everything we worked for wasn't all in vain", she completed. He stared at her,

"What do you mean?"

"Although you managed to get yourself in prison, your mothers managed to destroy the realm and get us all trapped inside the realm of Obsidian! Including the rulers and the people of Domino. Not to mention that they gave the crowned princess a terrible fate", she told him.

"And the dragon flame…?" he asked, intrigued. She sighed.

"That´s where you come in. The dragon flame lies in the hands of princess Bloom, Marion and Oritel´s younger daughter",

"And the witches sent you to release me" he concluded, looking at her suspiciously,

"No. The witches have sent me to discover who the keeper is. You see, Valtor, I made a mistake after the destruction of Domino that I will pay for dearly unless you help me. I didn't destroy Bloom when the sisters commanded me to. And now, she´s back",

"What kind of fool are you to have made such a terrible mistake?!" he asked, angrily now.

"I made sure to leave her far away! Where magic doesn't exist and where her origins would never reach her! How was I to know that the brat would find a way to return?!"

"Where?" he asked sternly.

"Earth. But it doesn't matter now because she´s here! In the magic dimension. And I need you to finish her before the witches find out. Oritel´s sword is emitting signals which means that her power is strong, incredibly strong…"

Valtor remained quiet for a moment. He paced in one direction, then another.

"Well?!" Mandragora demanded impatiently.

"Listen to me" he said sternly.

"I´ll help you. And I´ll make sure that my mother´s don't tear you in half, but we´ll do things my way. Understood?" he said menacingly, she nodded. It wasn't like she had another choice.

"You will not say a word of this to anyone. The first thing we must do is find out who she´s been living with. We must know if anyone else knows her worth. If so, we could have competition, and that's not something we want", he explained.

"The company of light especially", he said through gritted teeth, not forgetting how they trapped him in this ice for so long.

"Next, I need to know everything about her. Weaknesses and strengths. And to start all of this off, you will free the people of Domino"

"What?! Have you lost your mind underneath all of that ice?! How could you even consider such a thing?!"

"Simple. You and I, together will have our second chance at revenge. We´ll get rid of Bloom and use the very power of the dragon flame to destroy all of them once again. But this time, with the ultimate power on our side, we cannot lose" he told her.

"Valtor you know very well that I-"

"That you can and you will. With the powers that the witches have granted you, and a little of my own…" he said slowly, a light appearing in the palm of his hand,

"You will free them. Unless you want the witches to know about all this", she took one unsteady breath.

"What shall I tell them?"

"Tell them that it is all a part of your plan, and that it's the only way to get to the dragon flame",

"The sisters are anything but stupid! Let´s just hope they believe me"

"And even if they don't, Mandragora! You are free while they are not! They cannot do anything to you but you must do as I say. You have a portion of my power. Now go and do what you must", he said almost darkly.

She was in his hands, no doubt.

The time has finally come to free all of Domino.

And claim the dragon flame for myself.


Faragonda stared out the window of her office. There had to be at least two-hundred fairies in her school this year, of all different levels.

But something about a special, mischievous bunch called to her attention. The winx was what they called themselves, according to rumors all over the school. To think of those girls made her smile. Faragonda didn't particularly praise their actions, but they certainly made Griselda more enthusiastic about her already difficult job. They reminded her much of her own friends.

Unbeknownst to many of her students and acquaintances, Faragonda had a past that only Saladin and Griffin really knew about. The company of light. But tragedy was responsible for ending that companionship when Marion and Oritel disappeared. Even after sixteen years, not one of the members of the company had been able to forget.

After the tragedy, Faragonda went back to the school where she had been offered the chance to teach. An opportunity that she had once rejected because of her desire to initiate a team that would protect the magical universe. And so she threw herself into her work completely, even taking over other classes aside from her own when a substitute teacher was needed. Her work was indeed recognized and she earned the position as headmistress when the former principal retired.

Griffin and Saladin did the same. They all vowed to teach their students everything they knew, including good values. Anything to stop something so terrible from ever happening again. She and Griffin were never particularly fond of each other, but it had affected her too. It was evident, and that brought them all closer together. Hagen, on the other hand, isolated himself until this day.

But the one thing that hurt the most was what the witches did to those poor girls. To the daughters of her two friends. It was unforgivable. Daphne had been bound to the bottom of a lake, and their baby…well, Hagen believed that the witches killed her, and if they hadn't, surely the ice cold weather had. They searched for days with no luck. Not even Daphne knew of the whereabouts of her parents or her little sister. Her transformation to spirit form had altered a few of her most recent memories, not allowing her to remember what happened to her baby sister.

It was sad to say the least. Such a beautiful family torn apart.

But something had changed during the last few weeks. Something in the atmosphere that she could not explain. As if someone were watching over Alfea…but the magical dimension hadn't had a single enemy since the destruction of Domino.

And she wondered…could it be?