Chapter 2.
- How?- And could only squeeze out Flora, recovering from the shock.
- It's very simple - Icy said. - Del-you hoo done! That Council Magix and decided that after all only one stay in a mental hospital will be very little.
- In short, you are in a heap, Vinksyata, the full program! - Stormy said, stirring sugar into tea, and then hitting the walls of the cup with a spoon.
Flora swallowed. Her memory rituals never led to anything good, because it is an element of black magic, the very opposite of light feyskoy.
- What is this ritual? - Whispered softly fairy nature, with all the force gripping the chair seat. - What will happen to us?
room fell in heavy silence. Pomrachnevshie Trix looked at each other. In their dejected persons could conclude that the truth is too cruel, and witches do not want to talk about this fairy in order not to spoil the mood for the rest of the day. Perhaps the last day.
Silence became unbearable. Minutes passed, and Trix have not uttered a word. Situation grew tense. The air in the room seemed absorbed emotions witches, their despair and pain, and distributed throughout the room. In total silence could be heard buzzing lamp from the ceiling. Outside the window, as if dark.
- Why are you silent? - Could not stand, silent Flora whispered, wide-eyed, violating universal voltage.
Witches only bitterly sighed and took the eye. Fairy heart pounding in fear faster. Silence of the most powerful witches of his generation made her panic.
- Is it all that bad? - She said at barely.
Apparently, realizing that it makes no sense to hide, Trix raised their heads and looked at the fairy. View expressed their absolute hopelessness. Throwing a quick glance at her friends, Icy, putting his hands on the table, slowly began looking into the eyes of a flower fairy.
- It's a ritual of rebirth, - she said in a sad voice, so uncharacteristic of her. - It was invented in ancient times, almost to the dawn of time. But many centuries, a no recourse. You will be the first for the ... - she raised her blue eyes to the ceiling, deep in thought.
- The figure is not so important - Darcy interrupted her. - The main thing is that you will be the first for several millennia!
- And not the fact that you can survive the ritual - added Stormy distant voice, pretending that looks at the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup.
- Rebirth of ... - Flora repeated absently, massaging her temples and his eyes closed. - This means that me and Winx killed? - Abruptly jerked, she cried, clutching his head and almost fell off the chair.
Icy shook her head. "It is better to kill than condemned to such an existence, I swear!" - She thought, and said aloud:
- No, Flora. Do not kill. Anyway, those who conduct it.
- But the process - very yes! - Put in witch illusions with a missing eye fingering biscuit box, trying not to stare at Flora.
From these dire predictions from the mouth of the witches fear gripped stronger heart Flora, rolled up to the throat nasty lump. Fairy pale and shaking all mercilessly tossed into the pot.
- What's he like? - Hard strumming nausea, asked the girl.
- Ritual of Rebirth causes radical changes in the body - said the witch ice, thrusting his hand for silence fairy. - Being over which he held, of course, if it survives, finds a new entity.
- A new entity? - Understanding nothing, repeated Flora. - How is it?
- We do not know - Stormy shrugged, pouring more tea. - Damn, welding, whether that is over? - She muttered under her breath, looking inside the kettle. - We'll have to brew again ...
- It can wait your tea, will not go anywhere! - Dissatisfied shushed her Darcy. - Do fairies do good even trouble, and you're here on their tea chahnesh! Shameless!
- And when I have, pray tell, was the conscience?
- Well tsyts! - Icy exclaimed.
Two friends immediately stopped bickering.
- Sorry, Flora - Stormy muttered apologetically. - Go on, Icy.
Ice witch turned back to sitting on pins and needles, trembling Flora.
- The new entity - she continued - means that you're not going to remain the same. After the ritual you change much.
Flora seemed that there was nothing in the room to breathe. Clutching his heart, she wide open green eyes staring at Icy, finding the strength to say a word.
- You will be the other - it did not stop fatal Aisi. - Did not even a fairy. And not a man.
fairies escaped from his mouth muffled groan, rolling in the creek. Sense of despair and hopelessness pressed on it, surrounded on all sides by pinching in the steel vice and not giving breathe. Reality proved to be too harsh, though - too cruel. Helplessly eyes closed, fairy dropped face in his hands.
- It can not be! - Barely holding back her sobs, she said at. - I will not Flora. Will not flower fairy. I will not man.
She raised her head and not even bothering to brush away the tears involuntarily eye pain, raised his hands to the face. Slightly roughened, but still elegant, with delicate fingers. Once covered with tan, but now they were much lighter. Spending much time in the warm sun and gentle Magix, Flora has managed to forget what she actually skin color. Slightly darker than Stella, Bloom, techno and the Muses, but it was her hands. Native, warm hands that man is endowed at birth, but not always aware of their good fortune to be the owner. And Flora looked at them as the greatest treasure, if they saw the last time.
- I do not know who I will be, - Flora murmured, looking at her reflection in the tea. - I have kept with your body? Whether to keep the mind? Or the ability to feel?
Now fairy nature was scared like never before. She was not afraid when the Winx girls first came to grips with Trix. Not afraid to challenge them repeatedly. Not afraid when they fought Winx Darkar parallel Bloom trying to return to the Light. She felt such fear when he announced Valtor. She was not scared when she was drowning, saving little sister Mieli, what got her Enchantix. Not afraid, when on earth, light years removed from the strange planet Magix, the Winx had to face the Black Circle magicians and fairies angry earth. She was not such a strong despair when died heroically brave Naboo, and inconsolable Leyla, obsessed with revenge, joined militant fairies. Rather, she was afraid and experienced bouts of despair and hopelessness, but then all the problems were solved and did not go to any comparison with the current situation. Situation where it may, if not die, lose their body, mind and senses! Never run barefoot on wet grass covered with morning dew, do not laugh out loud, do not see the beauty of sunrise and sunset, do not inhale the aromas of flowers and grass field ... Do not see, in the end, his reflection in the mirror long , silky light brown hair, bright green eyes, staring with kindness to all living things, soft lips, snub nose funny, slightly tanned skin, slim figure and flexible ... Only now Flora fully felt, how the gift bestowed its nature : beauty, grace, pleasant, gentle voice, sweet smile ... the ability to feel, sing, dance ... Just at this moment fairy realized how talented she is attractive and that she had to live so glad that she lives and She spent all the gifts ... nothing. And now she is sitting here in the kitchen with Trix, knowing that soon may permanently lose all that before it seemed natural and self-evident.
Prior pain knuckles clenched fists, fairy straightened, swallowing her tears, said in a trembling voice:
- I want to live ... I do not have time to feel what it is - to be alive! I never lived for himself, for his own pleasure! And now I can lose everything, even the mind and body! - She cried and ignoring the stunned Trix, helplessly sank into a chair and burst into tears.
nesrazu She noticed how someone comforting pats her on the shoulder. Sniff, she reluctantly turned her head and opened one eye. Her seemingly sworn enemies, the most vicious and insidious witch throughout the wizarding world, elusive Trix, bent over it, absolutely helpless at the moment, crushed and broken flower fairy, and tried to say something encouraging.
swallowing convulsively gasping for air, woman, wiping tears with his fist, overstrain voice asked:
- Why did you save me? Why not allowed to die? I still waiting for that worse than any death. Why not give the go, while there was a possibility? For I know that the more I did not expect anything good!
Darcy put her hand on his shoulder sobbing fairy.
- Too grievous sin - suicide - she said. - And if you manage to make it, we would never imagine this is not easy.
- and so I made a big sin - Flora whispered through her tears. - Like other Winx. When attacked Magiks and destroyed everything. I still never pay for it. It does not need one feyskaya life, and yet fairies and witches live much longer than people! I also Winx for it at least a few hundred years to pay!
- While we live, we can pay for everything - Icy mused. - It was here, during his lifetime. There - she pointed at the ceiling - you would not have given such an opportunity.
Flora incredulously glanced at the ice witch.
- You think up there, there is a God? - She said slowly. - There is a certain power that is much more powerful magic, sees all and periodically intervenes in our destiny?
Three witches with the most serious expression on his face nodded.
Flora sighed and shook her head.
- I used to believe too, but now ... If it is, why not let happen that fateful battle?
This seemingly rhetorical question went unanswered. It sounded from the lips of Icy:
- While we live, we are all given a chance to realize their mistakes and correct them. No matter what time - the first, second, third ... or simply choose another way, does not bring so much suffering and misery. For example, we - she looked around her friends - no matter what you say, and as we were spitfire and left! However, this did not prevent us to communicate?
- No, - said quietly Flora. - I just know you do not like people.
- And we love you too! - Darcy nodded.
- That would be so soon, even in Alfea, would gather together and talked, and all - there would be no problem! - Stormy frowned.
Flora smiled faintly, that did not escape from the watchful eyes Trix, and said:
- But you still have changed. You are no longer plans to take over the world, found work, settled personal life began to help former enemies ... Why so?
Icy scoffed at it:
- Just we have matured a lot and rethought. Before, we were just teenagers with delusions of grandeur, but still not deprived plus magical talent - who's not great imagines himself?
- You really are very strong witch, - said the fairy.
Icy smiled contentedly.
- You see, you recognized it!
- No, to do so immediately! - Stormy replied, for the umpteenth time brewing tea.
- Ignore - Flora Darcy whispered. - It's Stormy, she just pretends that this beech. In fact, she is happy to chat with you!
- Overall, it was, if I may call it, a little too strongly expressed adolescence kooky globally - Icy continued. - Well, let's say we have captured Magiks. And then what?Because we can not think in the management of the state! So, even better that we did not succeed!
- And that would be a total mess! - Stormy interjected, laying in a bowl next portion of cookies.
- It's true!- Icy confirmed. - Yes, even the guys we had. If at that time were, it is unlikely that we have drawn in such a venture.
- Ah, yes what there in Magix, guys? In short tank tops, tights, with long hair and heels? - Darcy snorted. - There is no choice and no, dovecote solid, ugh!
- So your cavalry of Magix? - Flora asked curious, at which point its main problem if moved into the background.
- Of course not! - Icy frowned, sitting down at the table, crossing his legs. - The planet Magiks, besides the capital Magiks, plenty of other cities, not like this ... was - she hesitated for a moment.
"Do not talk, in fact, that the city decided not to rebuild. Anyway, until scrape the required amount. "
- only it's unlikely you know about it, you're only doing that fought with us and flew to his job crazy headmistress.
- Excuse me - Flora mumbled. - We were stupid little girls who know nothing about life.
Icy only carelessly waved.
- All in the past - she said. - You too have matured. However, later than we do, but the findings have now done.
Flora sighed sadly, his eyes downcast.
- Just what is the use of these findings? - She whispered, staring absently floating in a cup of tea leaves. - Tomorrow we will make over the ritual, and who knows what will happen to us! Or what we will.
Witch came closer to the newly-made friend.
- Do not worry - Darcy whispered. - We are with our guys ...
- And they have a very steep, experts they do not even hold a candle to good! - Stormy smiled slyly.
- ... will do everything possible to bring the bastard Skye to clean water and remove from you the charges! - Darcy completed his speech.
- And then force the Supreme Court to cancel the Magix punishment, ie, conduct a reverse ritual! - Added Witch weather.
Icy some time silent. Then she grabbed Flora's shoulders, spun her to him. Cold blue eyes, which was read resolution, looked firmly in funky green.
- We will do our best to help you - a gruff voice taking no objection, Quoth she, why Flora startled jerk, and even Darcy and Stormy froze like statues . - We'll take care of you and your safety in whatever you become, whatever form adopted.
"What about this do not worry, the human form, mind, emotions and memories will remain with you," - flashed in my head cold lady, but she immediately banished the thought and continued his speech, looking straight into the eyes of Flora:
- From you and your friends as you want only one thing - to survive. Do not give Ritual destroy itself. Do what you want, at any price, but you have to survive, right? - Abruptly shook her terrified fairy, raising his voice. - Whatever happens, you must live! Through "can not" through "do not want", okay?
Under icy gaze searchingly flower fairy, swallowing convulsively, nodded. Ice witch, as if coming out of a trance, Flora released from the hands and weary sigh helplessly down on a chair, at the time the substituted Darcy. After sitting a little, dropping face in the palm, the witch sat up, looking up at the panting Flora
- Sorry, Flo - more than a soft voice Quoth she. - I'm scared. Understand, I did not want to, I just indifferent to your fate!
- We - corrected her Stormy. - We are all worried for you.
- Yes - Icy continued. - You are young and beautiful fairy, you have to live without a care. So try tomorrow, okay?
Flora, already fully come to himself, nodded, barely holding back tears. Only this time they were tears of joy. Joy of knowing the fact that you do not use as a decoration or a pawn, and appreciate, experience and sincerely trying to help. Fairy she did not understand when she had enclosed in the arms of new friends, most recently former enemies.
- Thank you, - she whispered. - You are real friends,
"I would never have believed it if I had a few years ago, someone said, it would seem best friends can drag into the abyss, and the worst enemies of it, on the contrary, pull!" - Flashed through my head fairy nature. "That's how it happens in life ..." That night, she dreamed of a strange, yet magical dream. Everywhere there were flowers, unicorns, pixies fluttering, birds singing in the bushes squeaking little dragons ... Near ran Winx happy and some unfamiliar guys. And one of them standing next to Flora, showing something to her and holding out his hand. Girl, do not hesitate, gave him his elegant hand and was about to raise his eyes to see the owner of the unusual voice ... Suddenly a fabulous dream abruptly interrupted by another, more somber content. Explosions, fumes, soot, smoke, do not interfere with giving fleeing in panic people ... "No, not that! I should not let this happen again!" - Sweeps thought in mind the fairies in a hail of surging memories. Here she looks up at the sky, and there ... Jeez ... ogromennoe spaceships! Rockets fly everywhere, cruiser explode in midair, metal burning debris falling on the ground, carrying death and destruction. Something falls directly on Flora. She rushes off, but, exhausted, falls. A concrete slab falls directly on it ... It is the end, but the release of someone's magical energy transforms matter, turning the concrete into the leaves ...! Only virgin did not have time to make out what it was. At the same moment someone jumps to her and a male voice said that we should go faster until "they're all not blown to hell!" Flora looks up and sees ... Flora jumped to his bed by a strange sound. Frantically looking around, she finally realized what was happening. Turns out, it was snoring Stormy, lounging on a folding chair. Flora leaned back against the pillows, trying to remember my dream, and that same guy. "Well, you do a service and, Stormy!" - Fairy smiled. "Now I do not remember how the guy looked! And even voice ... as if erased from memory ... But the rest is all I remember clearly. Flowers, unicorns and tranquility ... Spaceships, aliens and war ... I wonder what would it all mean? " - She wondered, staring at the ceiling. "But why do not I remember that guy? As if someone does not want me to know it in advance! And the rest ... Well, let's hope that this is just a dream!" Flora turned to one side, conveniently settled down, hugging her pillow , smiled, and after a few minutes was fast asleep. Tomorrow she would be a tough day ... The guy jumped up, almost falling off the bed. For a while he sat, trying to catch a heavy breath and stared into the void in front of him. - And this same dream - finally, he said, could not help wincing at the sound of his voice, so clearly heard in the silence of the room. groaned, he fell helplessly on the bed, running rukuv already tousled blonde hair. - fairies, unicorns, spaceships, aliens ... Damn, what kind of nonsense? - Tired he drawled, covering green eyes. - It is necessary to drink less! - Stated he furrowed his thick eyebrows and staring at the ceiling, as if it was written decision this problem. - Definitely drink less! - He yawned and turned over to the other side, shielding the blanket tighter. rested a while, he almost fell asleep, opened his eyes and said to himself: - And do not wander to this horror lover! And then, is almost falling asleep, muttered: - And face to the wine too ... No one in all dimensions and could not imagine how much change the fate of the worlds tomorrow. And even stronger - the fate of several fairies, constantly going against this very fate. Fey, who soon expects a radical change in his life - a new entity.
