Finally, chapter two is done! I'm so sorry that it takes me so long to upload, but I've been really busy lately (both with other stories on this site and life in general), so getting around to my story has taken a little while, though I know this doesn't at all justify my sporadic updating. Anyway, this author's note is going to be short, but before I let the chapter start, I just want to say thank you so much to all those who have read the story so far, and to TecnaBelievix, PierceTheVeils, NewQueen2012, ThoseSweetNothings, and Musa'sHeadphones for reviewing, favoring, and/or following this story – your guys' feedback is especially appreciated!
Also, to answer one of the questions I received via a review, this is more so different version of what might happen in season 6. I don't want to give anything away, but as stated in the prologue, the Legendarium is in this story, so some parallels will be made between season six and this story, but it won't have things like "Bloomix" featured. Basically, everything in season 6 is null and void according to this story; the other seasons, however, are not.
Now, on to chapter two! I hope you guys like it!
A
The sky was a deep shade of blue, only to be broken by the billions upon billions of luminous stars present tonight; these were only contested by the lights flashing around us, the "sound of nature" blocked out even to Flora with the blasting music and the laughter that broke up the moans and groans of the incoming school year. From above, I'm sure one could see the joyous celebration occurring below for miles around.
Stella, Musa, and I were taking all full advantage of this beautiful night – we, along with Brandon and Riven, were dancing away on the dance floor as if we had no care in the world, and why should we; we've just defeated Tritannus, so a little fun, I think, is a requirement. We've now gone up and won against the Lord Darkar, Valtor, the Wizards of the Black Circle, Tritannus, and the Trix (four times, might I add), and to say the least, this time of peace and freedom from the clutches of evil was welcomed by all of us with open arms.
Suddenly, the song previously on faded out, and a new one came on. With the song change, I took a moment to look around the grounds. Then, I saw out of the corner of my eye six familiar faces – Flora, Bloom, and Tecna, along with Helia, Sky, and Timmy, were talking (probably about our recently-finished adventure…or Stella's meltdown today about what we would be wearing) and, more importantly, not dancing with the rest of us on the dance floor. My eyes turned to the girls next to me, and they, too, were looking at the scene. I could tell our ideas were mutual; we each shared devious smiles as we made our way over to the other girls, Musa and Stella dragging Riven and Brandon, respectively, behind them.
They were all sitting around a large table to the left of the dance floor, surely unaware that in a moment, they would be up dancing with us. Sky was talking as we walked over there. All I could hear of the conversation was, "-but now that it's all over, and we're all together-"
Musa interrupted him, saying, "speaking of all together…" Everyone turned around to look at us and smiled at our appearance.
"Hey," Bloom greeted us, "all done dancing?"
I chuckled at her assumption. Yeah, right – they all knew that we were not done dancing yet, nor would be for quite some time. "On the contrary," I informed them, "we've come to get you guys." Their facial expressions told us that they knew exactly what I was talking about; the guys, however, were still a bit confused. I guess Stella noticed, too.
"Guys, we've finally gotten Sirenix, beaten Tritannus and the Trix again, and saved the whole magical dimension for the kagillionth time!"
"It's only the fifth, Stella," Tecna interrupted our over-dramatic friend in a monotonous, somewhat matter-of-fact-like tone. The blonde rolled her eyes at the comment, and we all started to laugh.
"Come on," Musa got out after she was done laughing. "Tonight's the first night we've been able to relax in the last couple of months – let's party!" She, too, was trying to coax our friends into joining us on the dance floor (hey, at least she was getting somewhere, unlike Stella's attempt).
"You guys go on," Flora responded. "We'll get up in a few minutes." Yeah, right – I have known you guys for enough time now to know that the only way you six will get up is with a bit of…"persuading."
A smug smile grew on my face as I placed my hands on my hips. "Oh, no you're not! You are all coming right now!" As if on cue, Stella, Musa, and I grabbed Bloom's, Tecna's, and Flora's hands, all of which were conveniently in plain sight, and pulled them up; then, we dragged them towards the dance floor. A little resistance was met at first, but eventually that faded as we inched closer to the middle of the quad, the guys following behind us as to create a "barrier" in case if the girls did run back to the table. The eleven of us started dancing to the song (though I can't say I'd heard of it before). .
About four songs after we all joined the dance floor, Musa walked away for a second. I could barely see her, but from what I could see while on the tips of my feet, she walked over to the DJ booth and took something out of her pocket – wait, her dress has pockets? – and handed whatever it was to the DJ. She whispered something in his ear, and returned to us as if nothing ever happened about a minute or two later.
"What was that about?" The question, directed at Musa, came out of Bloom's mouth.
She didn't need to respond because a moment later, her actions made sense – the song previously on changed to one quite familiar to us all. One of our favorites, in fact; it was one we created and performed together during our Winx-band days back in Gardenia. I smiled at the song, but then bit down on my lip in remembrance. I mean, don't get me wrong, the song was one of my favorites, and the memories at Gardenia were all good, but…
I looked over to the other girls. A bit of chaos had erupted as I was thinking to myself due to a small argument between Tecna and Flora, who had wanted to go back and sit down for a while away from the dancing and limelight, and Stella. Hey, I didn't blame them – everyone kept coming up to us and taking about how we beat Tritannus once and for all – though I didn't think they were going anywhere soon if Stella, who never got why anyone wouldn't want to bask in the limelight every change they got, had anything to do with it. I looked at them and, realizing they were totally and utterly preoccupied with the ensuing situation, took off stealthily towards the front gates of Alfea.
My feet ran briskly through the dense forest just past the Alfea gates; eventually, yet suddenly, I stopped at the base of a tree, only to place my semi-exposed back to its bark and slowly slide down to its base. I sat up against it, my legs to the side of me, and conjured up my cellphone with a short incantation the girls taught me the year I came to Alfea. After pressing a few buttons, a holographic picture jumped up from the screen. Its sudden appearance did not scare me, rather forced a tear that had at some time formed in my eye to fall down the left side of my face. I didn't stop it. More came, and more were shed as I stared at the picture. I cried silently as I looked at the transparent image of a boy, his hair still braided the same way it had been the last time I saw him in real life.
"Oh, Nabu, I miss you so much." Yeah, I thought to myself, it's kind of pathetic, me talking to a hologram, but right now I really couldn't care less. Between sobbing and talking to the picture, I was about as broken as you could get. I wanted to use my Sirenix wish to bring you back…but I knew that I had to bring back my cousin Neraus – I...I…I j-just had to. I wish I could see you again. I chuckled nervously, coming to terms with one fact that had been haunting me for the past week. You…you know, it's been exactly t-two years and three months since that day, and I still can't get over it. Oh, Nabu, I…I just want to see you, once more. Just once more, so I can say goodbye…
Just then, a rustle came from the bushes behind me. I quickly deactivated the hologram and tried to wipe away the tears from my eyes.
"Hey, Aisha," Flora's kind voice came from behind one of the shadowy bushes, "are you alright?"
She had come around to where I sat; I tried passing off a smile to my best friend when she appeared a foot or so from my face, crouching on the balls of her feet. "Yeah, I just am a little down right now. I'll get over it. Why don't you guys go back to the party? I'll be there in a minute or two." I tried my best not to cry. Now that I have known them all for five years, I could tell exactly what they were thinking – and that they were not buying one bit of it.
"It's okay, Aisha," Musa joined her in front of me and placed her arm on my shoulder, "we're all here for you." Her consoling nature reminded me of one miniscule fact I had forgotten – they were just as aware of the anniversary of Nabu's death as I was (maybe even more).
"I…I just miss Nabu so much, and knowing I could have brought him back with my Sirenix wish is, well...I guess it's just been a lot for me to deal with." At this time, I turned around to see that not only they, but all of the girls were there, saddened looks on their faces. They boys kept their distance, but I could see them farther back hiding (or, should I say, trying to hide) behind some trees about fifty feet away.
"Aisha, we're all here for you, no matter what. Just remember that; we'll all help you to get through it. I know what it's like, from me losing my mom…" Musa paused for a second, allowing herself to wallow in her grief for but a moment before continuing, "…but just don't forget, we're all here for you, no matter what." I looked at her, a tear and hope both intermixed in her eyes. Then, I looked behind her; all of the other girls had supportive looks on their faces in accordance with her message. I weakly smiled at their encouragement and support.
"Thanks, Musa. You're always such a great friend." I took Musa's hand, which was now outstretched to me, and she pulled me to my feet. I hugged her, and in a few seconds, all of the other girls came around us to form a group hug. Suddenly, a bright light came from between Musa and I; I covered my eyes to shield them, and from nowhere, a golden starfish bedecked with five jewels of varying colors on its ends and numerous pearls surrounding the outside appeared in Musa's hands, opening to reveal an iridescent, mermaid-like creature.
"Guardian of Sirenix," Musa exclaimed with great shock, her words coming out with the exhale of her breath. She hadn't expected her to pop up like that, nor did anyone else, as shown by their shocked reactions. "What are you doing here?"
The melodic voice replied, "I am here to grant you your Sirenix wish."
"But, I-"
The Guardian interrupted her before she could finish the sentence. "You love for your friends, as well as your past efforts and accomplishments against Tritannus and the Trix, have pleased the Sirenix guardians, Musa. They have decided to now grant you your wish."
"Um…c-could I have a minute or two to decide?"
"Of course."
Musa turned around and handed the box to Riven, who had walked behind her sometime in the last minute or so. The other girls and I, in turn, walked about twenty steps to the right and huddled together. I rested my right elbow on Flora's left shoulder, while allowing Musa's hand to rest on my back and left shoulder.
"What are you doing, Musa? I thought you wanted to wish for your mother to be back." Bloom's question was mutual – we were all wondering what exactly Musa was doing…well, at least, I was, and I'm pretty sure the other girls were as well. She had had her wish picked out even before I had; what in the world was she thinking?
"I know, but, um…I'm thinking I might want to use it to bring Nabu back instead." We all gasped. Our faces were consumed with shock at her response. I mean, from the time she had learned of the Sirenix wish, all Musa could think about was bringing back her mother. Was she now going to choose against her greatest wish for me? Nabu could come back…but, no, I can't. That is just not right – it's Musa's wish, so her mother should come back. I cannot let her go through with this.
I tried voicing this to her. "But, Musa, you can't. It's your wish, and you have been telling us since the beginning that you've wanted to bring back your mother."
"Yeah, but you lost Nabu due to the Wizards of the Black Circle last year, and it doesn't seem right to use my wish to bring back someone who I barely remember when I could bring back Nabu, one of ours and the guys' best friends and your fiancé. It makes me feel so bad when I see you longing for Nabu to be there when the guys come to see us." My heart dropped when she used the word fiancé. I…I r-remember when he proposed, even, every single word – tears began to well up in my eyes again.
"Musa, I…no, I just can't let you do it. Please, bring back your mother – it's your wish, not mine." My heart fell again, and my head came to rest and cry on Flora's shoulder. I didn't care anymore if the others saw me or not; I just had to get it out.
A hand fell onto my shoulder, and I looked up to see Musa looking into my eyes. They were filled with remorse. She had made her choice – the right one. "But-" suddenly, Musa stopped mid-sentence. She and I both looked up to see Tecna, who had come out of and rejoined the circle next to her roommate. The bright pink-haired fairy whispered something in her ear, at which, after about a minute or so of listening, Musa's eyes lit up, followed by a furious nodding of her head. "Do you think that'll work, Tec?"
"I believe so, but it's not guaranteed. Statistically speaking, 44.6% versus 55.4%."
"I'll try it." Musa walked back over to Riven, who handed her the glimmering seashell box.
"What did you tell her, Tec?" I whispered the question to Tecna as we all followed the dark blue-black-haired fairy to where the five of them first found me not ten minutes earlier.
"You'll see." I wanted to ask her further about what this meant, but Musa's voice came in a few seconds after she whispered this to me.
"I've made my decision."
The Guardian of Sirenix asked the girl before her, "what will your wish be, Musa?" We all stood there, hanging on every word they said.
"I wish…I wish for all those who have been taken from us unjustly and unfairly to be given back their life."
I saw a small smile develop on the Guardian of Sirenix's face. "Excellent wish, my dear." The Guardian of Sirenix disappeared into the box, with it disappearing as quickly as it appeared.
A moment passed, and nothing occurred. Then another…then another…then another… In total, about a minute went by before anyone spoke.
"So…" Riven, being the impatient person he is, broke the silence, hoping to get a sense of what exactly did (or, rather, did not) occur.
Just as suddenly as Musa's Sirenix box appeared and disappeared, two bright lights materialized out of thin air. We all backed away due to its intensity and shielded our eyes. Just in case, the guys made their way next to us, hands touching the tops of their weapons, and we were in formation to transform in case of it being a less-than-welcomed guest (after what we've been through, we are not taking any chances). I squinted in between my fingers, and saw an obscured figure emerging from the left light. It was petite…female, probably…but that was all I could determine from it. As the light faded out, I got a better look – the person was, indeed, female, with dark blue-black hair, half in a ponytail on the back of her head, the other half ending at her jawline. Her clothing was simple; the orange, sleeveless, midriff-bearing top with a silver necklace attached to the shirt, a pendant detailing the outline of a red oval hanging from it. Her solid orange, ankle-length skirt with a slit on the left side of the dress had a small silver belt tied together in a bow at the middle. With her orange-strapped sandal-like heels, I'd estimate her to be about a few inches shorter than me.
Wispy bangs framed her milky-white skin, her royal-purple eyes holding a kind, yet confused expression. Then, she looked around to us, studying us one by one until she came to Musa; she, too, was staring intently at her, as if mesmerized by the figure that had just emerged. I looked at both, not exactly sure what was going on, but held my breath in accordance with the other girls' actions. Suddenly, Musa ran up to the figure and embraced her – we all simultaneously let out our breath, though I couldn't really tell why. I hadn't ever seen this figure in my life, yet the way Musa embraced her…I couldn't put my finger on it, but it felt right.
And, then, it came to me. "Is this-"
"-Musa's mother." Flora, who had come behind me to whisper this into my ear, finished my sentence as I gasped at the realization. She leaned back towards my ear and added, "Matlin." How couldn't I have gotten it before – I mean, they look exactly like one another (except for hair length and eye color) – I can't believe I did not realize that.
"Mom…" Musa didn't hold back her voice, nor her tears, while leaning on her mother's shoulders.
"My little girl…I've…I have missed you so much."
"Me, too…" A few moments later, she backed up, and they looked each other in the eye. "B-but…but, h-h-how?"
"Your wish, sweetie – it worked." No more audible words were exchanged. They just stood there, hugging one another as we all looked at the scene with glee; after a few minutes, we all moseyed over to them and a group hug ensued. For a moment, I felt sad, still being without my beloved Nabu, but seeing them so happy washed those feelings all away.
"Um, guys?" Stella's voice interrupted the sweet moment. She got no response.
"Um…guys…there's, like, kind of something you need to see…" She was still trying to get our attention; however, we weren't listening.
"GIRLS!" Stella's voice rang out in throughout the forest, causing most of us to look at her.
Our musically-talented friend reluctantly answered, just barely turning away from her mother to ask, "what, Stel?"
She answered with a gesture – her hand was outstretched, the perfectly-manicured fingers pointing like a laser beam at another pillar of light that had formed not fifteen feet from where Matlin had come. This time, I did not cover my eyes, as I was now somewhat accustomed to it. I struggled, however, to see who it was – from the muscular build, it had to be a man…tall, maybe a half-foot more so than me…but, again, that was all I could tell from the eclipsed figure. The sight took away everyone's attention, even that of the newly-reunited family members, away from the previous scene and to the stream of light. Wait, more details were being revealed…his skin was dark…he wore sandals on his feet…and his clothes had long sleeves, and was gold…with…gold accents…and…his hair was…the same…dark…braided…hair… It's – no, it can't be, I…I can't let myself think it might be…I gasped, my hands coming to the sides of my face, as his full image came into view. The exact same clothes, the exact same hair, the exact same eyes…and his mile-wide smile. It is him.
It's Nabu.
I did not take another second to delay; rather, I ran right up to him and hugged him as tight and fast as I could. He chuckled, and it was the voice – his voice. The voice I had been hearing in my head since the day he had left me, the same voice I wished, yet did not think, I would hear again. It couldn't be true, it was just too surreal…I must be dreaming. But, no, I am not. I looked into those eyes – those large, xxxx orbs of pure kindness, and forgiveness, and cheekiness, and love. I could look into those eyes all day, but I rather did the one thing I had wanted to do since that dreadful day: I kissed him. And, man, did it feel like everything had come together in the world in a perfect, serene moment of blissful love. He kissed back, and we stayed like that in full view of our friends and Matlin for about five minutes or so (I was too caught up in the many moments to count). I didn't care – no, I couldn't care – that the others or Matlin could see, or that this basically went against everything I believed in, or that he probably had no idea what was going on whatsoever, or even that I heard a suspicious rustle in the bushes around the clearing. I just needed to get out the emotions. Eventually, we stopped the public display of affection long enough to take in the faces of our friends – all but Musa's and Tecna's were categorized by one word – shock. Pure and utter shock. My face, too, conveyed the feeling. I looked to Musa, who was now back in her mother's arms.
"B-but, how?" I asked the question to the dark blue-black-haired fairy; however, she just shrugged. Her line of sight turned behind her, and a telltale cough via the musically-centered fairy caused a head of bright pink hair come forward (once Musa took the girl's arm and pulled her forward a bit).
"Well," Tecna started, all eyes now on her, awaiting her response, "I thought that maybe, if you worded the wish right, you'd be able to get back both your mother, Musa, and Nabu." She tried to further explain after seeing our reactions to her vagueness, "I reasoned that by saying in one wish that she wanted to bring back all those lost unfairly, it might just be enough to bend the rules and allow both people to come back to life. This, of course, was based on the fact that Musa's mother was taken by illness suddenly and Nabu died for a just cause, but when he could have been brought back, he was not due to Ogron's maliciousness and misdeeds." We all looked at her with a sense of comprehension.
"But," I turned back to Musa, a tint of surprise on my voice, "how could you take such a risk? If it didn't work, then you could have wasted your wish and not brought either back."
She smiled and walked over to me, placing a hand on my shoulder. "I knew it was a chance I just had to take." I looked to her, then to her mother, and then to Nabu. I stood here in his arms, his head towering above me and his eyes looking into mine with a loving gaze. Before, I was wrong – now, everything is right in the world.
I ran up to Musa and gave her a hug. I whispered into her ear, low enough so only Musa would hear, "thank you…just, thank you so much."
She whispered a bit louder to compensate for the fact that I do not have supersonic hearing, "You're welcome. It's good to have you both back." I smiled at her, and we looked towards the others; Nabu was being hugged and questioned by the guys, who I'm sure were thrilled he was back, and the girls were dispersed between the both groups, most hugging Matlin at the moment. We both looked at one another and smiled; exchanging a phrase and agreeing nods, we both walked up to Tecna and hugged her moments after she sensed our presence behind her and turned around. At first, she stumbled backward a few feet, not prepared for it, but after a few seconds she relaxed. She whispered into Tecna's ear, "Sometimes, I don't know how you do stuff like that under pressure, Tec."
Just as she was about to answer, Stella pulled away from the group, saying in an even cheerier tone than usual, "Hey guys, how about we rejoin the party, now that we're all here?" We all nodded our heads and started to make our way back to the dance floor with a newfound burst of energy. Right as we were about to walk out of the forest adjoined to the Alfea school grounds, however, I stopped momentarily and turned to Nabu. He stopped as a result and turned towards me.
"What is it, Aisha?" Nabu's voice was as soft as the breeze blowing through the night sky as he asked me this.
"I…I just wanted to say…I missed you, Nabu. I know you wouldn't have wanted me to be sad and cry, but…I love you, and…and when you gave up your life for the Earth fairies and Morgana and Roxy, I-"
His pulling me into a tight embrace interrupted my jumbled confession. "Aisha, everything's going to be all right. I am here now, and that's all that matters. I don't care what you may believe, but I don't hold it against you for being sad without me. If it were me in your position, I would have cried for you as well."
"I…I love you, Nabu." I laid my head on his broad chest and looked up at the sky – at its billions and billions of stars glowing tonight. It felt as if they were glowing right on us all, right at this moment in time. I don't know why, but I resulted to quietly sobbing on his clothes, while he just held me, looking up at the glorious sky as well.
"So," Nabu began after a period of silence, gingerly pulling away from the embrace, "what are we going to do about our engagement?"
I thought about it for a moment, then replied, "I think we should wait a little while. That is, until you get settled back into normal life and we get to spend a little time together, free of the Trix, Tritannus, and all the other things the Winx and I have faced in the last year or so."
A queer look overcame my fiancé's face. "Wait, I thought you guys were battling the Wizards of the Black Circle – who exactly is Tritannus? And I thought the Trix were sent away to the Andros royal prisons for all of eternity as punishment for their helping Valtor almost successfully take over the Magical Dimension?"
Oops, I forgot – he's never met my cousin and our latest adversary Tritannus (good for him). I chuckled softly at my mistake. "Sorry, Nabu. Here, I'll fill you in later, but right now, let's go and dance!" We finally walked back out to the quad, where everything seemed to be exactly like it was before: Flora and Tecna, still being stubborn as to sitting rather than dancing, were with Helia and Timmy at one of the tables in perfect view of the dance floor. Musa and Riven were on the dance floor with Bloom, Sky, Stella and Brandon, and Matlin was talking to Mrs. Faragonda at the teacher's table. We both walked over to the group on the dance floor and started dancing.
"Hey, where were you guys?" I could barely hear Bloom over the volume of the music playing.
I looked to Nabu and smiled. "Just walking."
"So, Aisha, now that Nabu's back, what about Roy?" I could see out of the corner of my eye Musa elbow Stella in the arm. "Ow! What was that for?" Oh, Stella.
I perked up when I realized moments later who she was talking about. "Oh, right, I almost forgot to tell you guys – I told my parents of Roy's involvement of helping us defeat Tritannus and the Trix, and they promoted him to 'Head of the Royal Aquatic Army of Andros.' Now, he will be the second-in-command when it comes to underwater missions against Andros waters, only below my parents." A series of cheers and congratulations rung out at the announcement. He deserves it, I thought to myself, not everyone takes a direct part in helping to take down four of the most powerful adversaries of the magical dimension.
"So…"
I looked questioningly at Stella. "So, what?"
"So, what's going on with you and him?" Musa and Bloom's hands simultaneously came in contact with their foreheads.
"STELLA!" Luckily, the music was loud, else everyone on the dance floor would have heard everyone – that is, bar Nabu, who had no idea what was going on or who Roy was, and myself, who was too accustomed to her frank questioning to be fazed – yelling her name.
"It's okay, guys," I assured them. I had known for a while that this would eventually come out of her mouth – in fact, it would have been unlike Stella if it didn't. "Stella, you and I know we were always just friends…um," my face twisted into one of thought, "…if anything, a great combatant in Nabu's absence."
"So, I guess I have some competition, huh?" Nabu's smile was a mile wide, as true to his personality.
I smiled at my fiancé. Man, I missed those snarky comments, and that beautiful, cheeky smile of his. "I love you and only you, Nabu. In fact, I think you and Roy would become great friends."
"Nothing has changed with you guys, I see." We all started laughing at the comment – true…absolutely true. Just as the laughter died down, we noticed Mrs. Faragonda walking over to us, dodging dancers to get to our small group.
"GIRLS," she shouted over the extremely loud music, "COULD I TALK TO YOU OVER AT THE TABLES?" We all nodded and followed her over to where the remaining Winx Club members sat.
Ms. Faragonda, now speaking in her normal, cheery, festive voice, added, "hello, girls. Are you enjoying the party?" We all nodded eagerly. Her voice turned a bit more sullen in sound with her next words. "Winx, may I speak to the six of you in my office? I have something urgent I must tell you."
I looked to everyone's faces – they all, like mine, were of pure dread, masked by each of us with either a smile or emotionless expression. "Of course, Ms. F," Stella replied, "What's it about?"
"I…um, I cannot say so out here. Just please come to my office in about ten minutes." She then quickly turned on her heel and made to leave. Right before leaving the girls and guys' presence, however, she turned back around and stated, "oh, and Nabu, good to have you back." She then left, leaving a mysterious air and twelve confused teens behind her.
"B-but, how…" We all stood there a moment awestruck at her nonchalant behavior to Nabu's reappearance in our lives. A moment later, we weren't surprised anymore, for we had all come to a general consensus as to her behavior – they were listening to the entire thing.
Flora broke the silence, stating, "I guess we should get going, then."
"How about just one more song," Musa pleaded. "She did say ten minutes, right?" We all slowly nodded our heads in agreement.
"Well, then, what are we waiting for? Come on!" Bloom's voice urged the rest of the group – along with a little more coaxing – out onto the dance floor. Musa walked up to the DJ booth again, this time taking over the station after whispering something to the DJ.
She turned down the music a bit and spoke into the microphone, saying, "Hey, guys!" The dance floor erupted in claps and roars in response. "This is a little shout-out to all of my peeps! Hope you all like it!" She pulled away from the microphone and, using a little magic, pointed her finger at the equipment and changed the song to another one from our repertoire. She stepped away from the station, allowing the DJ to come back into his space. She started to walk towards us, and we all – even those at first steadfast in the matter – eventually started dancing. Everything was calmer than I could ever remember at that moment; I tried to enjoy the song as long as I could.
When it finally ended, we all left our respective boyfriends with long, gloomy sighs. As we headed to the headmistress's office, no words were exchanged – there was nothing to be said. Bloom knocked on the door; in response, a voice on the other side of the door permitted us to come in.
We all filed into Ms. Faragonda's office, only knowing one thing from our previous experiences in the room – expect nothing but the unexpected. Our eyes fell upon the white-haired woman, gazing outside at the people below from her wall of windows. She turned around unexpectedly, causing a few of us to jump in surprise, and walked over to and sat in her chair.
Mrs. Faragonda was the first to speak. "Girls, I'm so sorry to take you all away from the party-"
"Don't mention it, Mrs. F," Bloom chimed in as she took a breath, "why did you want to talk to us, though?"
Mrs. Faragonda took a deep breath before continuing. "I…there is something I have to tell you girls." We looked to one another in despair. Now that we've defeated Tritannus, what else is there to do? Ugh, I really hope that she has somewhat-good news coming from this.
"It seems-" CRASH! The window behind Mrs. Faragonda's chair shattered into a billion pieces. We all gasped and tried to take cover, something not easily achieved considering very little furniture occupied the room. "COPERNUS CASTIEL!" A blue shield came up, encompassing us and our headmistress, just as the glass was about to fall on our bodies. When the glass was done falling on top of the barrier, it was lifted, and we looked up at the damage; the whole window was gone, and in its place, four shadows stood, floating right where a pane of glass stood moments before.
Musa gasped at the sight of them.
Flora nearly fainted between the shattering of the window and the arrival of the unexpected and unwelcomed guests.
Stella screamed so loud, it attracted the looks of everyone below, who were now looking flabbergasted at the scene above them.
Tecna and Bloom stood in battle formation, ready to change at any moment into our Sirenix transformations.
And, as for me, I just stood there, speechless. No, no, no…this…this cannot be – they can't be here – and, wait, who is the one in the back? There is…there's only s-supposed to be t-th-three of them…
A voice rang out through the silence, the owner I assumed to be the person in the middle-front of the diamond-formation, its disgust and callous, icy tone ringing for the next minute in my ear. "Hello, Winx – miss us?"