Ok thanks to the views, favourites, follows and reviews so I think this may be a fanfiction worth continuing. Oh and note that Daphne is alive. So let me know if you have any ideas and now drumroll please… THE MEETING!
Point of View: Bloom
After being whisked away by a mysterious man, I finally got a chance to take a good look at him. He was a redhead with the same fiery hair and blue eyes as me. He was handsome too and a lot of the girls around me wouldn't stop shooting me glares when he wasn't looking. I stifled a laugh at how no matter who I was dancing with, I always ended up getting glares.
Oddly enough I felt safe with him even though I never met him. I shook those thoughts out of my head and focused on the dance movements.
"Sooo Bloom is it," he finally spoke bringing Bloom's focus to the boy.
"Yes and you are.." I asked curious to see who this stranger was.
" ….Dylan," he said after waiting a few moments.
"Well Dylan, why did you ask me to dance, not that I'm complaining." I hastily added at the end after twirling.
"I've heard some things about you and I wanted to see if they were true." He said sending a quick friendly smile my way.
"All good I hope." I replied teasing him starting to get more comfortable around him.
"You could say that," he teased easing up around me as well.
I did a final twirl and got dipped as the dance ended. After the last note ended he hoisted me out, did a bow and then left. I smiled trying to process what just happened as I felt a certain bond towards Dylan who as far as I know I've never met before.
Point of View: Stella
A blonde took me away for a dance and that's all I saw until we started dancing. I looked at his face and found a cute, handsome whatever let's just call it good looking boy in front of me. He had blonde hair and warm brown eyes and as I looked at him, something random popped into my head.
Age: 5
"Princess Stella! You have to stay still for the dress to be completed!" The seamstress said starting to show a hint of annoyance in her voice.
"But I'm tired!" Stella complained as her head started hurting and the room started swimming through her vision.
"Look at your brother, Princess, he's standing perfectly still," the seamstress mentioned adding more annoyance to her voice.
"STELLA!" James yelled and that was when everything went dark as I fell to the ground.
I snapped out of my jumbled thoughts as I tried to cling on to it. What was that and since when do I have a brother named James, or and brother in general? I wondered trying to comprehend my thoughts as I kept my movements in beat to the music.
"Stella, right?" He asked looking at me with a smile.
"Well since you know who I am, care to tell me who you are." I asked grinning.
"James." He said a moment after I finished talking.
At the sound of that my head started getting filled with a million thoughts. Oddly enough I felt comfortable, even safe around James. Wasn't James the name of my so called brother in that memory, or was it a hallucination? I put extreme force on my mind to help me push out of my thoughts and look at James again.
The closer I looked at him I noticed how his eyes were the exact shade as mine as well as his hair. There were little things like how his eyes seemed distant like he was deep in thought and he was able to glide through the dance without paying much attention that made Stella able to truly believe that this may just be her brother.
Just as I was about to ask him about his family, the dance ended and he let go, bowed and left. My head started spinning with facts as I turned around and headed back to my friends, my mind juggling the possibility of having a brother.
A MONTH LATER
Bloom and Stella both meant to do a bit more research on the two boys but lost track of time between battling the Trix, hanging out with the Specialists and each other and handling last minute crisis's. Eventually summer vacation was about to start and the Winx were planning to spend it at their respective kingdoms.
After combatting the horrors of a psychotic closet, each girl finished packing with a quick spell here and there. The portals were opened and each girl stepped in and felt a wave a magic refresh them as they stepped into their kingdoms.
Point of View: Stella
Solaria was just as bright and beautiful as it always was for centuries and more. She walked into her room and fell on her bed falling into a nightmarish-dream state in her sleep.
She saw the boy who she hasn't seen in the flesh for a month, but, couldn't stop thinking about. Though in the dream he was 13.
"Why are you so upset, I mean it was a spark, wasn't it." James said looking at the woman.
"A spark, that's it, it's not a flame or anything. Listen to me James you're 13. You need to beat your sister for crying out loud!" The woman screamed while pacing the room.
"Sister?" James asked trying to make sense of the situation.
"James sweetie it's not what that sounds like." She said stepping forward while James unconsciously stepped back.
"I HAVE A SISTER!" He freaked out and a blazing aura appeared around him.
"Yes," she said whispering still trying to step closer but slightly afraid.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME, NOW AND FOREVER!" He said, his voice rising with each word as appeared as it attacked the room as he stormed out.
I woke up and started panting as sweat dripped down my forehead as I got out of the lace comforters and looked out at the sunrise. I must have slept longer than I thought as it was late evening when I fell asleep.
I started heading down the stairs as I started reflecting on the last month. I keep having nightmarish to dream sleep for everyday that month about James's life and each day makes me more intrigued to know more. This time though I really saw something that really confused me, as the power of light only belonged to one person, right? I started second guessing myself instantaneously as I have been known to do the impossible.
The touch of the final cold bare step brought me back to reality as I entered the throne room and sat in the throne to the left with my mother on my near right. After a minute, a wizard came by and started boasting.
"I am the most magnificent and powerful wizard of all time. If you want to truly live then follow my rules and do my spells. Princess Stella, would you care to be the subject for my latest spell to recall forgotten memories?" He asked putting a smile on his face.
"Absolutely not," my parents said in practically complete unison after exchanging a quick glance.
"I would love to," I said giving my parents no say in this whatsoever, as I wanted to see if those memories were actually real.
"Just step right here princess," He said a little too confidently as he watched Stella get up and walk over to him.
He twirled his hand and said several incantations while aiming a spark of power towards Stella. Sparks of memories ignited in her head as memories from her childhood revealed a boy. No not a boy her elder twin brother.
Eventually different memories ignited within me but one stood out in the jumble.
Age: 6
"James!" Stella screamed at her twin who was smirking while holding another snowball in his hand.
"Oh lighten up Stell it's just a snowball." James said trying to hide a smile.
"Oh yah?" Stella questioned and then quickly threw a snowball at her brother who was too shocked too avoid it.
"Oh is that how you want play it?" James asked looking amused at his little sister.
They started gathering snow and turning them into snowballs and started ambushing each other with snowballs until they ran out of snow for a few square metres.
"Why did you erase my memory of him?" I said unable to control my anger.
"Exactly who are you talking about?" Luna asked innocently.
"My twin brother the one born a few minutes after me, the real reason there is an extra throne in here, the one who you erased my memory of." I said practically seething as I turned on my heel and ran out the door.
So that's why I felt a bond to James, I thought relieved that I managed to find out the truth. Though that didn't change the fact that I wanted no needed to find him.
Well that's the end of chapter two so let me know what you think.