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Sylvie
Faragonda's office was big and the light pouring in through the giant window made everything a shimmery shade of rose-gold that had even Sylvie go silent in awe. The six girls stood around her desk as she took a seat in her large chair. The pixies stayed outside.
"I'm going to cut to the chase," she said immediately, startling them. "I have a problem and I don't know who else to go to for help."
Jane asked with a curious look, "How are we supposed to help you with anything? We haven't even started yet."
"You're the daughters of the Winx Club," Mrs. Faragonda explained. "Also, it's a secret."
"What's the problem, Headmistress?" Marissa asked.
"The other night, the Sisterhood of the Lamplight stole Enodia's crystal ball from the Hall of Relics and I need you girls to retrieve it."
"Sisterhood of the Lamplight?"
"Enodia?"
"Crystal ball?"
"Hall of relics?"
"Girls, I understand that this is confusing, but please bear with me," Faragonda implored as she stood from her seat. She reached beneath her desk and pulled out a golden box.
Sylvie asked, "Is that-"
"The Agador box," Faragonda finished.
"What's that?" Piper asked at the same time Sylvie started freaking out.
"Omd, omd, omd, omd!" Sylvie squealed in excitement. "I can't believe it! This is the box Valtor used to take over the Magical Dimension!"
The rest of the girls took a step back, knowing that name very well.
"I learned about him in school," Delta said. "Isn't he, like, super evil?"
"He was," Faragonda said in agreement. "But your mothers defeated him."
She opened the box to reveal six tiny golden pairs of fairy wings, but they were larger and more intricate than most fairy wings.
"Those are Enchantix wings," Delta said, fingering her necklace. "It's the ultimate fairy transformation."
"Correct, Delta," Faragonda said with a knowing glint in her eyes that made Sylvie curious. "And it was the transformation each of your mothers gained to defeated him."
She reached in and pulled out a pair of gold wings, this one covered in blue stones.
"Bloom, Fairy of the Dragon Flame," she announced as she handed it to Jane.
In her freckled hand, it transformed into a different pair of wings with no jewels. The bottom of one of the wings looked tattered.
"Did I break it?" Jane asked worriedly.
"No, dear," Faragonda said with a sad smile. "These are your Enchantix wings."
"What's wrong with them?"
"You'll learn soon enough," she answered cryptically, reaching in for the next set of wings. Her fingers settled around a pair of wings with red and yellow stones. Sylvie grew excited, recognizing her mother's Enchantix wings from the pictures scattered all over her bedroom wall.
"Stella, Fairy of the Shining Sun," Faragonda announced as she placed the gold wings in Sylvie's suntanned palm.
Sylvie watched in amazement as the angel-esque wings turned upward and outward into crescent moons. The bright stones were replaced with shimmery sapphires and moonstones.
"Aisha, Fairy of Waves."
Sylvie looked up from her set of wings to watch as Farahonda handed Marissa a pair of rounded, green-stoned, gold wings. In her dark hand, they became sharper, with pointed edges and blood red stones.
"Flora, Fairy of Nature."
Ace gently took the wings in her tan hand, watching as the pink and green gems became yellow and as the gold frame rounded out like flower petals.
"Musa, Fairy of Music."
Faragonda handed Piper the golden wings and watched as the square edges became curled and the magenta stones turned into a grayish lilac.
"And lastly, Tecna, the Fairy of Technology."
Delta took the wings in her pale hands. The sharp lines of her mother's wings fanned out and the purple gems turned green.
"These are your keys to the Hall of Enchantments," Faragonda said as she turned to the floor-length mirror on the wall.
"I thought you said it was stolen from the Hall of Relics," Ace asked.
"It was. Girls, hold up your keys."
Tentatively, the six girls held up their golden Enchantix wings and watched as the mirror disappeared to reveal a staircase leading down into the school.
"Woah," Sylvie mouthed.
Faragonda led them down through the mirror to a large foyer beneath the school. In the center was a larger-than-life circular bookshelf with two hallways on either side. Along the walls were paintings and documents in frames.
"Headmistress, where are we?" Jane asked.
"Can you keep a secret, girls?"
They all shared a look like they had when she asked them to follow her to her office. Slowly they nodded.
"This is the Hall of Enchantments. Very few people know of its existence- people like your mothers," Faragonda explained. "That is why you are the only ones I can trust with this. Enodia's crystal ball is not the only thing that the Sisterhood of the Lamplight has stolen from the Hall of Relics, also a secret. Cloudtower has only been in school for a week and those witches have already stolen a very powerful spellbook and a forbidden cauldron. Those relics are too powerful to be in the hands of evil. I need you girls to retrieve them."
"Us? How are we supposed to do anything?" Jane asked.
Faragonda sighed and Sylvie suddenly saw how desperate she was.
"I cannot risk anyone finding out about these relics existing," Faragonda said wearily. "If you take on this mission, you need to understand that you can't tell anybody about what you're doing. You girls will be excused from some assignments and classes, but you will need to gain your Charmix by the end of the week and your Enchantix by the end of the first quarter."
The girls just stared at her slack-jawed, but she plowed ahead, reaching behind herself to pull a tome off the bookshelf.
"This is the Great Book of Fairies, filled with every transformation a fairy can achieve."
"I thought the number was infinite," Delta said.
"You are correct," Faragonda said, "but this book, like many others in this library, is also infinite."
She flipped to a page with a dark transformation with a hood and ribbons.
"This is Occultix. To succeed in this particular mission, you girls will need to achieve Occultix."
"What exactly is this mission?" Sylvie asked, rubbing at the goosebumps on her arms. She had been dreaming of this moment for years, but now that it was finally here, she couldn't help feeling anxious.
Faragonda handed the Great Book of Fairies to Marissa and pulled another, thinner book from the shelf. This one was thin with a silver lock. Using her magic, she summoned a key and opened it, revealing pages and pages worth of a list.
"This is the Census of Covens. Every coven in the Magic Dimension is listed in this book along with whether or not it is still active and where it can be found," she explained, flipping to the first page which had most of the covens crossed out. "At the beginning, you will find the earliest covens. Most are now extinct, but the Sisterhood of the Lamplight is still functioning, as well as the Cult of the Midnight Moon."
Sylvie felt a chill go down her spine.
Faragonda flipped to the back of the book and pointed out a name circled in red.
"The Obsidian Coven, however, is fairly recent, founded just before the rise of the Winx Club."
The name shimmered.
"It has been very active. Most of the covens are. The magical high society wants answers and I need you girls to get them, starting with discovering what the Sisterhood of the Lamplight is up to."
She put the Census and the Great Book of Fairies back on the shelf and headed back up the stairs. At her desk, she asked, "Are you girls willing to accept your mission?"
There was silence before Sylvie finally said, "I will."
The others nodded and Faragonda released a sigh of relief.
"Good. Keep those keys to access the Hall of Enchantments. Tell no one of your mission."
"Not even our parents?"
"Not even your parents, Acacia. Only your pixies and the heroes you choose to assist you in your mission can know. And of course, Griselda and I, but try not to come to us very often to avoid suspicion," Faragonda explained. She closed the Agador box and put it back in her desk. Each girl pocketed their key.
"For now, girls," Faragonda said with a small smile, "go get ready for the dance tonight. We'll be inviting Red Fountain boys, so take it as an opportunity to stake out which specialists you want by your side on this mission. Also, consider a name for your club. I suggest the Winx Club, but I understand why that could be uncomfortable."
They all nodded and turned to leave. Just then, the doors burst open and a girl with brown hair and pursed lips strode into the room.
"Headmistress-" she began in a nasally voice.
"Ah, Laverna!" Faragonda said. "These are the daughters of the Winx Club."
She looked them over uninterestedly before saying, "Yeah, cool. Anyway, the seniors are pulling pranks on the incoming freshmen and it's causing a stir in the cafeteria."
"I'll handle this," the headmistress announced, heading out of her office in a flurry and leaving the girls alone with Laverna. Slowly the pixies floated into the room.
"Um, hi. I'm Jane," the redhead greeted, holding out a freckled arm to the tan fairy.
Laverna looked down at her hand in disdain.
"I'm Lav, Fairy of Illusions and this is Peebo, Pixie of Bunnies."
A baby pixie with blonde pigtails and dark skin crawled up onto Lav's shoulder and sat there contently.
"Okay, that was great," Lav said with a clap of her hands. "Hopefully we never have to speak again."
She turned on her heel and strode out of the office leaving the six girls bewildered.
"Well, she wasn't particularly sweet," Ace remarked, making the rest of them giggle.
"Forget about her!" Sylvie said excitedly. "We have a dance to get ready for!"
The girls and pixies laughed and walked out of the office, carrying their new mission on their chests like a weight on their hearts. Sylvie hoped a dance would be enough to pull them together as a team. Not pull them apart like picking their rooms was going.
Jericho whispered something in Ace's ear.
"I need a window bed for my plants!" Ace argued after listening to her pixie, stomping her Mary Janes. Sylvie so far thought she was adorable, but she wasn't going to undermine her by voicing that out loud.
"Well, I need the room with the most shelves," Delta countered. Columba bit her nails in worry, unable to see what was going on but knowing that her fairy was stirring up trouble.
"No, because that's the room with most outlets," Piper argued, throwing her bags onto that room's bed.
"What do you need outlets for?" Delta asked, waving an accusatory finger in Piper.
"Stuff."
"Yeah, stuff!" Roxanne cheered after her, pumping her fist in the air.
"Wow, enlightening," Delta snarked, throwing her own bags onto the bed next to Piper's. Columba jumped off the bed to avoid getting hit and flew over to Jericho, but he snarled at her so she flew back into the wall and sat on the window ledge.
"Guys, don't fight," Marissa said quietly, but no one listened. She held her temples as she rubbed away a blossoming headache. Lana kissed her on the forehead and Marissa gave her a small grateful smile.
Sylvie felt sympathetic for the girl, so she stuck her fingers in her mouth and whistled as loud as she could, which was pretty loud. Poe winced, as did everybody else, and glared at her.
"Let Jane pick where we sleep since Jane's the leader," Sylvie suggested.
"No way," Jane protested when everybody looked to her. "Why am I the leader?"
"Because your mom is Bloom, the leader of the Winx Club," Sylvie said matter-of-factly. "You have to be leader."
"Well, what about you?" Jane asked, desperately trying to deflect the attention from herself. "Your mom's the ruler of the biggest kingdom in the Magic Dimension."
Sylvie rubbed her arms self-consciously and replied, "That doesn't matter here. That's not what the Winx Club is about."
In his cold monotone, Poe said, "Just give it a shot, Jane."
Sylvie smiled at him and he shrugged, pretending that he didn't care. She laughed and pinched his cheek, making him glare again and push her fingers away.
The girls looked at Jane expectantly, so Jane sighed and said, "We could move another bed into the room that Piper and Delta want."
The two girls looked at each other and nodded, taking the redhead by surprise. Gaining confidence, she suggested, "Marissa can have the window bed so that she's farthest from the door like she requested."
"What about Ace's plants?" Jericho argued, pulling his toothpick out of his mouth to wave it threateningly at Jane.
"Ace could have the bed by the wall, but free reign of the balcony."
Jericho sat back satisfied and Ace grinned, grabbing her plants and rushing to set them up on the balcony. Jane smiled, pleased with herself. Poe gave Sylvie a thumbs up.
"I guess that means we get the room by the door," Jane said, carting her backs over there.
"Perfect for sneaking out late at night," Sylvie said with a snicker.
"We are not doing that."
"The year's still young."
So, what do you think of the mission? Crazy, right? And what about the room arrangements? Do you think Jane will be a good leader? Get ready to meet the heroes next chapter.
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