Sorry for the long wait, I've been very busy. So, finally, an update! This is the longest chapter yet, and in my opinion, the best. Thanks to everyone who's reviewed so far, and I hope (Though I can't guarantee) that I'll update soon.
For a second, Tecna panicked. Then she remembered that, even though they were currently half-frozen, she had wings. She flew over the boundaries of the circle of convicts, managing to get a fair distance away before collapsing from cold and exhaustion. She shivered before sinking into a calm and peaceful, if freezing cold, blackness.
When she woke, she wondered why everything was so white. And cold. And wet. Then she sat up and realized there had been a snowstorm during the night. She was still in Enchantix, barely. Her power was drained like an iPod that had been left on too long. I have to do something so I don't freeze. Just sitting here like an ice pop won't help. Her freezing limbs shaking, she stood and attempted to walk. A cave entrance, possibly the one she had first come out of, was straight ahead. Tecna suspected that there were miles of tunnels, possibly leading to somewhere a little warmer. She had almost reached it when she tripped.
Tecna felt around in the snow for the object that had tripped her. It had felt like metal, colder than the surrounding snow and ice. Her hand hit the object, producing a metallic ringing. Hopeful now, she cleared away the snow. It was painted red, and had an oblong shape. The object looked like it was broken in two. She had read about these. This was one of the shells used to transport and store criminals that were faced with the extreme punishment; the Omega Dimension. They were tecnologically advanced to prevent the convicts from escaping.
Finally! Some technology she could work with! Tecna opened the shell and found the energy source, converting it to a yellow plasma. She then found strips of an orangy material , and rings of yellow metal. She knew that to attract the plasma to her, she would have to wear something that it was naturally attracted to. The orange and yellow materials would have to do, seeing as the plasma refused to go more than a few inches from them. Now all she needed to do was find a way of keeping them on her so the plasma surrounded her. Tecna fingered the cloth of her favorite outfit, knowing she would have to give it up if she wanted to survive. That wasn't such a problem, as she had many more back at Alfea. She closed her eyes, trying to preserve the memory of the school where she had such good friends, where she had finally felt included, instead of the technology geek. The school where she had learned more about herself in these three short years than in the other sixteen of her life. The school where she may never return.
No, I will get out of here! I will get back to Alfea, to the Winx. I'll get back to Magix......and to Timmy. Her boyfriend's name rang through her thoughts, bringing forth an image of him the last time she saw him, orange-red hair as messy as usual, hazel eyes peering through the lenses of his glasses. He was smiling and waving, thinking he'd see her soon, not knowing that she would be trapped in this frozen, lifeless prison of a planet!! Oh, Timmy, I never knew I might never see you again then. If I had, I.....I would have told you how much I love you, how much it hurts to be away from you, how you brighten up my day just by smiling or laughing. I will get back, if it's only so that I can see you, hear you, be with you. I will get back, because I love you.
Meanwhile, in Magix, on the grounds of Red Fountain......
"Tecna was a great fairy." Flora sobbed.
"She was brave and selfless, and she gave her life to save Andros" Layla said.
"No! I can't do this! It's not right!" Timmy screamed, tears flowing like water from his hazel eyes, his grief for his lost girlfriend evident on his face.
"Come on, Timmy! Hang in there!" Riven said, frantically trying to calm him down. "Keep going, girls"
"Her eyes, there was so much hope in her eyes" Bloom said, wiping the tears away.
"Yeah, and do you remember the times when she tried to be funny?" Musa said, smiling halfheartedly, although her eyes were still leaking tears for her roommate.
"I wish I'd laughed more!!!" Stella wailed.
"Me, too!" Bloom agreed, smiling.
. Timmy couldn't stand it anymore. "Stop it! Tecna's not gone!"
Riven grabbed his arm. "Timmy!" he said, exasperation showing in his voice. "Tecna disappeared inside the Omega portal!"
Musa intervened. "The gates closed forever. There's no way-"
Timmy cut her off. "No, you're wrong, all of you!"
Riven once again sighed, "Timmy..."
"Let go of me!" Timmy yelped. He ran into the forest, tears staining his cheeks like raindrops, spattering the ground.
"I'll go talk to him" Riven said, and raced after him. Musa gasped, as if he had just announced his decision to commit suicide.
"We're gonna miss you, Tecna" Bloom concluded.
"Yeah, we're gonna miss you like crazy!!!" Stella wailed.
Meanwhile, Riven had found Timmy sitting on a bench. He stood next to him.
"Timmy, you have to face reality. I know it's hard, but..."
"Riven-do you know how sometimes you can feel a person's magical vibe?"
"Yeah...I guess.." said a throughly confused Riven.
"Well, I always could feel Tecna's real strongly, and I still can"
"Timmy" Riven repeated once again.
"No, listen to me. If she were gone, there would be this....void, this emptiness, like, all around me. But there isn't. I feel , I know you're alive, and I'm going to find you, I promise!"
Riven sighed. "Come on, Timmy. Let's go." They headed back into the main building, Timmy still crying but with new hope in his eyes, as if he once again had something to live for.
Half an hour later, Tecna looked in a polished piece of ice to admire her work. Now her shirt consisted of the orange bands wrapped around her chest, in something sort of what Stella would think fashionable. The remaining orange stuff encircled her hips to just above her knees, in a skirt. The yellow bands were placed one around her waist, and two more were unwrapped , attached at her shoulderblades and arcing over her shoulders. Tecna picked up her other clothes and stuffed them in a cave, rolling a big black boulder on top. If she remembered where they were, she could grab them before she got out of there. Then she bent down and grabbed her other project, a transmitter. Praying it would work, she tapped a button. The instrument buzzed, and then lit up and the screen flickered to life. She pressed another button, and spoke into it. It had been so long since she had talked out loud, the sound of her own voice surprised her. She shook it off and pressed the button again.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" she tried, pressing Transmit. She tried this for hours, finally exhaustion and cold (As the plasma didn't prevent her from feeling the cold, just from the extremeness of the temperatures)crept into her voice. Once more she spoke into the piece of technology.
"I'm....here. Help me.......help me." she managed to croak into the transmitter. Her finger felt out the button that would send this to anything that picked up electronic signals. It could be picked up by a radio station, a TV network, anything. But what she was really hoping was that the signal would reach Timmy, all the way in Magix. Her eyelids slid closed, and her fingers loosened their grasp on the transmitter. She fell asleep, dreaming that Timmy was right there, telling her that he knew she was all right, that he was coming to get her. Her lips twitched upwards into a small smile, and she knew that it was true.
At the same time, a certain red-haired specialist was staring at a computer screen, trying his best to keep his hazel eyes from shutting. The words were growing blurry, and his thoughts wandered to Tecna. He could almost see her, right there, laughing at his jokes, smiling as if she'd never been so happy in the world. He once again saw her on the ship when everyone was getting ready to go into Darkar's lair. He remembered the months she wouldn't speak to him, when he hadn't shot the Trix to stop them taking Red Fountain's codex. He had known that she was his best friend, but he didn't understand why he felt different when he was with her than with anyone else. He had never actually told her outright-he would try, but the words would stick in his throat and all he could manage was a faint garbled string of words. Now he wondered if he would ever be able to tell her.
I love you, Tecna. I love you, and hope you'll still be there to hear me say that in person.
His head slumped to the desk, as the computer started to beep wildly. From a far away realm, the sound of Tecna's voice traveled the miles to play on Timmy's computer speakers.
"I'm......here. Help me......help me..."
So, that's chapter 2. I hope you understood everything, and if you have any questions, feel free to ask. Just remember that this is based on the Rai English version of Winx, which you can watch on Youtube if anyone's interested. If you're confused about the memorial/funeral scene, that's why. Please review, even if they're flames saying "I hate Tecna and this story sucks". It's just one more review!!!!!!!!
