Hey everyone, I am back! YAY! Before I say anything else, I'm so so sorry that it's been two weeks since I've updated. That's horrible! I will try my best to update tomorrow, but I can't promise anything because of a big math test on Tuesday and a really important project due Monday. On a different note, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Winx Club, obviously.

The girl looked up at Brianna, who was much taller than her. Her face was blank and she looked upset. "Yes," she started. She reached down below her extremely short shorts without removing her eyes from Brianna's. Her ginger curls embraced her china glass cheeks as she pulled out a gun from nowhere. "You can put your hands up." Brianna let out a quiet shriek as she stumbled back while the gun was held close to her face. "This place is now under my control, understand?"

Paige looked at the commotion that was taking place at the front of the store. She couldn't believe her eyes. Jumping off her stool, her tea crashed to the floor. Seeing someone's life in risk sent her back to January when she...Paige gulped before her blue eyes hardened. She looked to her friends and it seemed they all had the same thing in mind. Nodding their heads in unison, they all shouted out, "Winx!" The rest of the store looked at them with awe while the ginger girl looked at them before starting to laugh. It would have been sweet sounding, like a newborn's, if she was not holding a gun. After several moments, the usual bliss still had not surrounded them. Paige looked down at her body and gasped when she was still wearing her blue polka-dot dress.

The ginger girl came up to them with a smile plastered against her face. It didn't look sinister, but as if she was pitying them. "Your transformations won't work. I put a force field, per say, around the store that steals all abilities of transforming and Winx magic. Wizards and witches won't be able to use magic either. Is that an inconvenience?" she said with a teasing edge.

"No, I'm sure we can take you without our magic abilities," Paige said. The ginger leaned back with an exasperated sigh.

"Can you hold that thought for a moment?" she asked lazily before turning herself on her heels. "Alright, who called the police?" Everyone remained quiet. There was no speaking, no shuffling of feet and certainly no sirens.

"What are you talking about?" Juliette asked with her arms crossed. The curly haired girl put up a finger and stayed like that for several seconds when a loud signal was faintly heard.

"So who called them?" Once again, there was no answer. The girl just shrugged her shoulders as she walked to the front door with her gun out. Everyone stood where the were as the police officers got out of their vehicles and cautiously walked to the glass window. Surprisingly, the girl opened up the door wide.

"Can I help you?" she said lazily. She looked like she was about to fall asleep. Before she could even let out another peep, the officer turned her around sharply and handcuffed her wrists.

"You are now under arrest in the name of Latenius Law. Anything you saw can and will be used in court," the officer said as more began to file in, guns out.

The ginger drooped her head with another loud sigh. "Officer," she started before taking a deep breath. "You are messing with Makers business. I suggest you free me at once and leave." The officer just snorted.

"Look, mister," she ordered, "if you don't believe me just go into my pocket and take out the badge." The officer nodded to the a tall officer next to him. The blonde girl started to reach her hand towards the ginger but hesitaded as the short girl said with a wink, "don't worry. I don't bite." The officer looked to her superior with a faint flush.

"Go ahead deputy," he ordered. The blonde grabbed a leathery badge from the shortest shots she had ever seen and showed her boss. After a short pause, he nodded. "I apologize for the inconvenience, Apprentice Toorilla."

After the handcuff's were pulled off, Toorilla waved her hands downwards like an anime character. "It's no trouble. You were just doing your job. But we are on a tight schedule so if you don't mind leaving..." she dragged on slowly. With that, the officers bowed, the blonde a little more reluctant, and left.

The girl turned sharply on her heels to face the four best friends. As lazy as before, she asked, "so...where were we?"

"H-how did you...why did he leave?" Aria stuttered with panic. What type of police force runs from a teenage girl who only had a gun? They didn't even run, they just...left!

"They know what's best. Ignore them." Toorilla waved her hand downwards once again.

"Come on," Paige said while getting into a fighting position, "we can take her."

"I agree," Destinée nodded. "It's four against one." Aria, used to fighting without any magic, charged forward without a word. She lifted her right leg and kicked the gun out of the short girls hand in a swift movement.

"One for the dancer," Aria said gaily while a grin spread ear to ear. As Aria clapped at her own attack, the enemy didn't hesitate to throw a punch at her jaw. The two girls continued to exchange kicks and punches, which were usually blocked or dodged. Aria's three best friends watched with amazement; they had no idea Aria was so skilled and the other girl was nothing to scoff at either. Neither Aria nor Toorilla seemed to be breaking a sweat.

"Wow, I'm impressed Aria," Toorilla said as she ducked a high kick.

"Thanks, same here. Wait- how do you know my name?" she added after the realization hit her.

"I know everything about you and your friends," she replied. "I'm your little stalker."

It couldn't be. Aria froze. She had heard that before. As a leg swooped underneath her own, she fell down on her back. There was a quiet crack but Aria knew that nothing was broken at the moment. "You're..." suddenly Aria screamed. She sat bolt up and grabbed her forehead. "What a moron! When the officer said your name I should have guessed. You're-" Before Aria could countinue she was interrupted by soft lips pressing against her own.

Aria was in shock. The girl she was fighting only a moment ago was...kissing her? It didn't last long, though, definitely not long enough for her to react. Toorilla moved her lips towards Aria's ear and whispered, "shhhh. Let's see if your friends can guess this as well." Pushing herself off the cold tile, Toorilla marched closer to the other fairies. When she was just a few meters away, she placed both her hands against the ground and almost immediately the room disappeared around them.

Everything was now a misty navy blue with gold dots all over the place. "What the hell?" Destinée swore. "Where are we? And where is everyone?" The hadn't noticed it at first, but there was no one but the five of them. Robe De Mariée employees and costumers were all gone.

"You are in an illusion," Toorilla replied. Destinée turned around to see the girl right behind her, instead of in front like she previously was. "But it's stronger than an illusion. It is not reality, but it is not false." Switching locations so she was next to Aria, she continued, "she is done here. Until you each complete my challenges you will not be able to leave this place."

"Me? Why me?" Aria asked as she began to fade until the darkness swallowed her.

"What are you doing?" Paige yelled. Her fists were clenched with the want to hit something. This was just too frustrasting. Toorilla remained quiet. Paige looked to Juliette then Destinée, it seemed they all had the same thing in mind. Nodding their heads, they started to run towards Toorilla from all different angles. Unfortunetaly, she disappeared and reappeared right behind them.

"Before you girls break a sweat, and we don't want to ruin your make up, think about the situation. Don't try to beat me; instead, try to get out of here. That's your best chance. This is my world. I am its creator. You have lots of time, but I don't want to spend another eternity doing something so I'll give you a hint." The three remaining girls looked at her curiously. Suddenly a pair of lime green eyes was all they could see. Toorilla's face clouded over and was replaced by the stars. Juliette gasped.

"You were there! The one with the curls a-and the hands. The eyes were there too...I know you!" Juliette exclaimed incoherentely, a rare scene. The ginger returned and smiled before snapping her fingers, making the darkness envelop Juliette into an embrace.

"W-what?" Paige questioned, now completely lost.

"Two down, two more to go! This is great! Keep it up!" Toorilla clapped playfully.

"Is this just a game to you?" Destinée demanded.

"No, but I must admit it's a little fun to see you squirm. You two are so confused and it's just too funny. You almost got it too! Here, I'll help you two again! Remember Astrel's dying words? What stranger did she mention? She didn't finish my name but that doesn't really matter." Destinée and Paige looked at each other in need of help. They replayed the memories in their head, no matter the pain. Destinée looked up automatically.

"Are you the girl she warned us about?" Destinée asked out of no where. For once, the ginger looked uncertain.

"She didn't warn you about me. Actually, she warned me about what was going to happen. I guess that is right...kinda," Toorilla added while snapping her fingers again.

Now it was just Paige and Toorilla. They both stared each other down for a long time. Paige was stuck here and still had no idea of what was going on. She was now on the borderline of worry. Toorilla walked up to her cautiously; not wanting the other girl to get scared or angry.

"Nothing has happened to your friends," she said soothingly while slowly lifting up her hand. "I sent them back to the shop. You are the last one here but don't worry, I'm not going to put you through a test. Unlike your other friends, you have been able to forget the events of Skylar's death. No, don't flinch. That is the darkest day of your life and forgeting stuff like that makes it easier. I understand, really, I do. Before we return to the wedding shop I want you to realize that what you are doing is a mistake. It is your biggest fault. It's going to pull you down so far that you won't be able to swim to the top. You'll end up like me and you don't want to be like me. You're going to be the dead fish swimming at the top but never reaching the shores if you continue." Finally she placed both her hands on Paige's shoulders and squeezed gently.

"Is that all you have to say?" Paige croaked.

"I'm telling you right now Paige. Forgetting is a weakness. Taking the easier path can end up being the longest and toughest. Do this for yourself. Be selfish for once. Stop ignoring the pain and instead push it away. Look past the darkness and see the sun shinning brighter and brighter the more you fight for what you love. Find something in you that's worth the pain you go through until all you have is scars."

"Stop! You don't know anything about me or the pain of killing a best friend," Paige yelled. She pushed Toorilla away who stumbled backwards.

"I have gone through more than you realize," she said darkly with her eyes shinning. It was silent for an awkward amount of time. "It doesn't rain you know. There's no rain there. No more dancing or singing with the storms. Only the sun and moon shinning down on you. No cloudy days that understand everything."

"W-what?"

"Come on, let's go. Your friends are worried and you don't seem to understand what I'm saying," Toorilla said. There was a quiet snapping sound before the darkness was lifted and Paige found herself on cool tile. After the headahce died down, she looked around and found that she was back in the shop. It was almost empty, all there was was seven girls.

Before any of Paige's friends could rush to the girl, there was a sharp "Lia" behind them. A olive skinned girl marched over to Toorilla with her red skirt dancing around her hips. Her hair was messy, and long with the fierce colour of auburn. It caressed her heart like face as she marched over. "Where have you been?" she demanded to the ginger.

"I was just talking to Paige," she answered with a strange happiness. Paige looked at her in surprise...this was the serious girl only moments ago?

"What about? You should have been here for a while now," the girl said.

"The rain." The simple answer didn't seem to satisfy the girl but before she could reply a blackette walked in the door.

"Oh, she's back. Hi Lia," she said.

"Hi Dom!" she answered cheerily.

"Wait, who are you people?" Juliette demanded the answer more than asked. The three strangers looked at each other before turning to the other fairies.

"I'm Janice Vesta," the auburn haird girl replied.

"I'm Cecilia Toorilla," the ginger cheered with her eyes squinted from her grin. "Just call me Lia, though."

"And I'm Dominique Declare and if you call me DeeDee I'll shoot you all," the blackette replied. Lia hugged Dominique and laughed.

"Oh I've missed your humour DomDom," Lia giggled. Dominique let her big, turquoise eyes twitch before yelling, "it's either Dom or Dominique, got it you shrimp?" This caused Lia to pout.

"Why is everyone so angry suddenly?"

"It's because of the lack of sleep we get with you watching your movies so loud everynight," Janice replied calmly.

"I can't help it that I'm a Kataang fan," Lia suddenly yelled. "There soooooooo cute. He's always trying to impress her and he loves her sooooooooo much that it's too heartwarming for me to handle. Fluff central!" Dominique slapped her forehead.

"Oh for crying out loud, we know! You only told us over breakfast this morning about four times and a million times before."

"If you don't mind...could you focus on us here? What are you doing taking over a store and scaring everyone like that?" Paige asked.

"I apologize, we are your protectors. Sent from the higher ups of the Sendero Circle. We are here to watch over you on your path to becoming the Sirens," Janice replied.

Well I hope you liked it! This chapter actually took me a really long time to write. I skipped dinner to write this and didn't end up eating until nine. But it's totally worth it! I wasn't hungry anyway, all I need is my chocolate supply XD

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