Chapter Five

"Time-travel," Bloom's eyes widened as she tried to wrap her mind around the concept. One faintly familiar to the native Earthling as she recalled viewing countless works of fiction playing off the trope- some better than others. And just like her old books of fairytales it had given her a very false impression. Shortly after discovering her true origins, and re-watching one of her old favorite cheesy series from early teenhood, Bloom had hunted high and low in the library for books in regards to the concept. After all she was a fairy with the power that created the entire bleeping universe burning inside her, there was no way time-travel couldn't be plausible.

To travel back in time, to get another- Bloom shock her head wildly, dismissing her thoughts. Now wasn't the time to get excited. But her mouth wasn't on the same network as her brain. "I thought it wasn't possible," Bloom blurted as her face grew warm. "Time-travel."

"It isn't." Faragonda stated sternly as she made her way directly before the bewildered twenty-somethings who now jumped slightly. Even though they had seen their headmistress act with such force before there was something different in her tone that made them all step back. "I know what you are all thinking so get it out of your heads right here and now. Time-travel is a great taboo- the greatest in fact." She pointed a long index finger at the girls, her eyes narrowed. "If you as much alter one single moment in history all can and will crumble."

Stella, being Stella, started to open her mouth to input a light-hearted and air-headed comment found herself stopped short by the headmistress. "I know that each of you have had your share of hard-ships and losses," Her eyes danced across each of the girl's sulking expressions as memories of the past surfaced. Nabu's death, Musa losing her mother at a young age, Luna and Radios' divorce….and list went on.

Aisha's lower-lip began to tremble as she battled the desire to weep. It had been almost three years yet her heart still ached for Nabu. No matter how she tried to work past it she had yet to be able to accomplish such a feat. It didn't matter what anyone said, did or tried nothing could fill the emptiness that now was her heart. Aisha more than firmly believed that when Nabu took his final breath he had taken her heart with her. Her long fingers clasped together over her heart and will a wail her head thrust down, her hair falling into her now tear coated face.

"Nabu…"

The dark haired princess weep and between gasps of air she called out blame on herself and cursed out everything she could for what became of her love. As much as they wanted to comfort their friend, none of the other girls reacted. Shock or their own heart ache, either could be chalked up as to the reasoning. After all there was always a good reason why no one spoke past last week often.

Seeing her students in a state of despair was by no means the intentions of the meeting. Feeling a pang of guilty in her already tighten chest Faragonda pulled Aisha into her arms. As she softly stroke the crying girl's back Faragonda felt her expression soften. "Crying isn't a sign of weakness, dears. Only that you have been keeping things in far too long."

Faragonda looked up to the rest of the Winx. "Life is never easy nor fair. But I do firmly believe that there is a reason for everything- that the Dragon's Wish will guild us all on the paths we are intended for. We are fairies, thought. The chosen ones blessed with powers and an ever burning light of pure hope that will light the way. Our path is not an easy one; we fight to keep the ones we love safe and the people we will someday cross paths with. As much as we long for it there will never be an end to the never-ending battle of darkness and light."

"There wouldn't be any light without the dark. It would mean nothing," Flora whipped her eyes. "You taught us that on our first day here."

A smile appeared on Faragonda's face, she could not help but to be proud of the fact that some actually remembered something from their first day in class besides campus on-goings. "I remember that day well, the first time our stars aligned."

"I know what it is like to long for another chance, to want for nothing more than to prevent our own distress-"

"But we can't as gods," Musa folded her arms as she leaned against the wall. "To bring someone else back from the dead because we want to be with them again is selfish. As much as I wanted to save my mom from leaving Dad and I with my Sirenix wish I knew it the depths of my heart that it was wrong. As happy as the two of us would be it would be hard on her to return to life- how can you even find normal again after that?" Musa shock her head and with a sigh rubbed her temples. "What good is it to live again just to know that you will die once more and leave everyone you love in a state of grief?"

Musa twisted her neck, her gaze falling upon her friends. But more specifically Aisha, the princess had managed to start to pull herself together with the only remains of her break was her tear coated face and the linger of unease. Embarrassed, Aisha whipped her eyes dry as she mouthed a thank-you to Faragonda.

Tecna shifted her weight from one foot to the other as she nervously allowed her fingers to move as if they were before a keyboard. "So, Chronix."