Two- Five Broken Souls

A blur.

That's what everything after Bloom's final farewell was, a blur.

Even if her life counted on it Stella couldn't account for what happened between then and this very moment. The normally bubby, cheerful and often childish Stella was left feeling empty inside; cold, disconnected, even bitter. What happened wasn't fair, it wasn't right. She started to think, but before she could elaborate she lost her train of thought. By chance she looked down to see she was no longer in her Sirenix form, but in her sailor attire and setting in a lounge chair.

Stella had no idea how she had gotten back aboard on the Odyssey Explore. Nor any memory of who the sleeping blonde to her right was. But a hutch told her it was Daphne.

Daphne. Stella thought, the name felt like acid as it ran through her mind. Stella made a face at the sleeping girl who took away her best friend, her sister. Sub-consciously her hand made itself into a fist. Anger building up inside of Stella. Her mind flashed back to who know how long ago, when she first seen the ghost of her friend. It took every ounce of self-control Stella had not to scream to the Great Dragon itself, demanding to know why this tragedy had taken place.

But no childish act of the sorts would do any good.

Bloom was gone.

Thus marked another person gone from Stella's life.

Stella drew her knees up to her chest, as she rested her head on the top of her knees she gazed out to the ocean. It was such a pretty sight; the calm blue water, the golden sun shimmering down, not a cloud in sight. As the soft breezed danced across her face and rushed through her hair, Stella bit her lower-lip in vain of not crying.

I wish Brandon was here…She thought somewhat miserably.

Flora slowly reached to retrieve a tiny cloth form inside a small pale of water, somehow the task of watching over the exhausted Daphne had fallen into Flora's lap. After removing access moisture, Flora slowly placed the soft, cool cotton on Daphne's forehead. As she did so Flora couldn't help but to notice how much Daphne resembled her sister…Or rather, how much Bloom looked like Daphne…

Bloom. Flora crossed her legs as she watched Daphne rest, her eyes fluttered shut as recount found memories of her late friend. A smile formed on Flora's face as she remembered all the good times… But it faded as fast as it had appeared, for alas all there was left of Bloom was memories.

Ones Flora knew she would cherish as much as the memories she carried with her of her late parents.

"Don't be sad, celebrate their legacy. And smile, because it all happened and you will always remember."

Slowly, Flora cried. Silently promising herself she would never forget Bloom, just as she hadn't forgotten her parents.

"Flora," a voice pulled Flora from her thoughts and to reality.

Flora turned to see a red-faced Musa. "Musa, are you alright?"

There was a long pause before Musa responded, "Alright, I guess."

Flora looked down, "It brings a lot of painful memories back doesn't it?"

Musa nodded as she sat down, tears still falling off her cheeks, "Yes. It really does." Musa's voice grew strong, "I-I-"She muttered before breaking down, Musa's hands feel to her face.

"Oh Musa," Flora said softly as she hugged her friend, "I know how you feel. We will get thought this, all us. We have to."

"Urgh," Aisha nearly yelled as she paced back and forth. Her hands where not only balled up into fists, but they were also casting off a light green glowing hue. "This is all my fault! If I had stopped Tritannus when I had the chance, he wouldn't have nearly killed Daphne and Bloom would still be with us. Why wasn't I able to stop him before things became this extreme?!" Frustrated, Aisha raked a hand though her hair and placed her other on her hip allowing her sharp fingernails to dig into her skin.

"Aisha," Tecna began slowly, her eyes still transfixed on the water before her. "You can't blame yourself."

Aisha stopped in her tracks, "Really Tec, how can I not blame myself? This is not only my insane cousin's' handiwork, but also-"

"But nothing. You aren't responsible for anyone's actions but your own."

Aisha lowered her voice, "I am the guardian fairy as well as princess of Andros, if I couldn't even keep my friends safe how I can protect my world, my people?" She paused, "I feel like this is my fault."

Tecna slowly turned her head, "It isn't Aisha, I understand you feel bad about what happened to Bloom-"

Yet again Tecna was cut off, "Feel bad? Try horrid."

Tecna sigh and shock her head, "Again it isn't your fault. But if you keep stressing yourself out like this you will give yourself an ulcer."

Aisha sigh, which lead to cry. "I know. But how can I look Sky, hell, her parents in the eye after what happened? How can we keep going on without her? Bloom was our glue."

"I don't know what to tell you Aisha, I really don't."