What now? I left you at a cliffhanger and you want me to update. I have a few things to say though. For starters, Special thanks to Mangafairy101. She's been going through my first story and is reading and reviewing every chapter. It's through her I got my 50th review on a story.

Another thing, I recommend that you read the first part: Winx Club: The Last Of Their Kind if you haven't. This Story won't seem to make sense if you haven't.

So please, sit back, and enjoy. Please review when you're done…

Chapter 7: Harbinger

Drake

He was caught off guard by this. He looked at Sky.

"This is your call man." The blonde prince replied "She's your date."

"Well," Drake managed "What do you want to know?"

"Bloom told me that Sky challenged you to a duel over her." Roxy clarified "I want to know more about it."

"Well," Drake began "When we first met, Bloom had kissed me. It was only two days into knowing her. However, Flora had seen this. She told us that she wouldn't tell a soul. However, she told her pixie, Chatta, who told Tecna, who told Timmy, and from there, Sky managed to find out. The next day, I wake up in my tent, and outside, a hawk leaves me a note saying I've been challenged to a duel. I show up, at Redfountain, and I end up fighting Sky. However, he didn't manage to get a single hit on me. Eventually, he gives up, and says that I should get Bloom, and to kill him. He'd already said he submitted. I just turned around and exited the Arena."

"I never got why you did that." Sky added "I said you could freakin' kill me."

"You'd already submitted." Drake repeated "That meant the match was over."

"I get it now." Roxy replied "You showed mercy on him."

"Yeah," Drake answered "I did."

"You called that mercy?" Sky scoffed "The merciful thing to do would be to kill me. Everyone at school made fun of me to losing to you. I actually was laughed at, and had to do twice the training for it. Then my parents think that I shouldn't have given up on you, as much as they disapprove of Bloom. Finally, on top of that, I live with the fact that I lost so horribly to a man who uses magic."

"What's wrong with guys using magic?" Drake asked "Just because some guys don't choose to use it, does that mean all guys have to give it up?"

"No," Sky insisted "I just think you should have fought without it."

"I am an Elemental Swordsman." Drake replied, offended "I've been chosen to wield a sword that can't be utilized fully without spells. I am the embodiment of Magic and Swordsmanship. I am not going to give up Magic even if my life depends on it."

"I'll tell you what." Sky called "Let's go for round two. Get on the other end of the table. We'll arm-wrestle to see who's really better."

"If you say so." Drake replied, smiling "If you don't mind."

"Not at all." Bloom replied.

"I think you should go for it." Roxy added.

Both girls got up. Drake took a seat right across from Sky at the table. Bloom sat next to him, and Roxy sat next to Drake.

"Let's do this right handed." Sky added. "Seeing as we both use that hand."

"I'll still beat you," Drake replied "Even without magic. However, I want you to find that out for yourself. Let's hope you've improved."

With that, both men locked their right hand, holding firmly.

"I'll start the count." Bloom replied, setting her hand on top of theirs. "Right when I say three."

Drake and Sky immediately locked gazes. They both stared, one an aggressive confidence, and another a look of 'I could care less'.

"One….Two….Three." Bloom counted, lifting up her hand on the final count.

Drake immediately focused on his grip, tightening it as hard as he could.

Sky however focused on trying to force Drake's hand back. As Sky would push, Drake would tighten.

Eventually, Drake's grip seemed like it was almost not cutting it, as Sky started to gain some length.

Drake proceeded to actually push back, in addition to tightening his grip all the way.

What became anger immediately turned into mild pain.

Drake, barely exerting any force, managed to push Sky's hand back to the table.

"Whoa." Roxy moaned.

"And the winner is Drake." Bloom announced.

Drake let go of Sky's hand.

"I have to say, you've improved very little." Drake replied "If we're going to count, I'd put this at Drake 2, Sky zip."

"How the hell did you do that?" Sky asked, rubbing his sore hand. "It's like going against Timmy's robot."

"What can I say," Drake replied "Training with the Destiny Monks must be more effective than RedFountain."

"Are you okay?" Bloom asked.

"I'm fine babe." Sky replied "I've never gone against anyone like that."

"That was a good match." Drake replied, offering his left hand "You gave me quite the challenge. You nearly had me for a few moments."

"That was a good match." Sky admitted, shaking Drake's left hand with his "I've never met someone who actually beat me at that."

"Now can you two try to be friends?" Bloom asked "I really want you two to be friends."

"It's not for my lack of trying." Drake replied "I've gotten such a terrible reception from the guys ever since you brought them to meet me." He turned to face Sky "I don't know what I did to offend you man," He sighed "I didn't ask for Bloom to like me that way. However, can we just bury the scroll and start anew?"

Sky paused, almost thinking deeply.

"I know I've been a bit difficult." Drake admitted "Having to need Bloom read me the menu, my attracting of enemies. I was more of a liability than an asset back then. Now, I can read English, I haven't had anyone come after me with the intent to kill me in forever. I have become what most people call an asset. And if I'm protecting your girlfriend of 4 years, wouldn't you at least try to give me another chance?" he sighed.

Sky paused for a moment, taking everything in.

The anticipation was tangible. Drake knew that this could be the difference between a friend and an enemy.

Sky took a moment to open his mouth, ready to speak.

"I think I will." Sky replied "I'm sorry for being so immature when we first met. I never realized what exactly you went through. I hear about something Bloom did first, and I immediately blame you. I made assumptions without even bothering to ask. I know you'll probably never forgive me for all of that. I just want you to know that I'm sorry though."

Drake felt a bit taken aback. He almost expected the opposite. He never thought that this would be the response. Thinking deeply about it, he realized that this was a good thing.

"Apology accepted," Drake replied "I forgive you. How about we bury the scroll and start fresh, completely anew." He extended his hand "Hi, I'm Drake."

"I'm Sky." The blonde prince replied. "Do you like paintball?"

"I'm not sure." Drake replied "I've never done it."

"Well, the guys and I are going to go paintballing, and we need a sixth person, would you like to join us?" Sky offered.

"I would love to." Drake replied "I'm a bit unsure about Guard duty during the day though."

"It's fine Drake." Bloom replied "I'll be hanging out with the girls. I give you permission to go paintballing."

xXx

Drake and Sky paid the check, and the four left the restaurant. He had found out a completely new side of practically everyone.

After Sky called a cab, they got in.

"That dinner was so good." Roxy commented "I'm so full."

"I wonder what happened to the Green Dragon." Drake asked "That was some good food."

"Didn't you hear?" Bloom replied "That place was shut down a week later. Now it's a Sushi bar."

"Oh well." Drake sighed "It was good when I had it. I wish I could have eaten there again."

"So what exactly do you do if you don't go to school?" Roxy asked.

Drake sighed "Didn't I tell you?"

Roxy shook her head.

"I have spent the last two years traveling." He explained "I haven't gone to school in three years. I learned everything from the Destiny Monks. I've gotten private training in Magic."

"Can you do that fire thing again?" Roxy asked.

Drake sighed. It was the craziest thing.
He made a triangle with his fingers, and condensed it above his heart. He closed his eyes. In the triangle, along the edge of his fingers, was a line of flame.

He exhaled.

The flames made their way out into midair. They formed a perfect triangle.

He then moved his fingers to make a heart. The flames formed into a perfect heart.

He then separated his fingers, keeping the heart in the air.

He scrawled Drake & Roxy in the air quickly.

He inhaled, and the words appeared in the heart, made up of flames also.

"Whoa." Roxy sighed.

Drake then made the flames fade. The flames dematerialized slowly.

"How can you do that yet Bloom can't?" Roxy asked.

"I so can!" Bloom objected.

"Do something like that then." Drake replied "I want to see you do something like that."

Bloom closed her eyes, and made the shape of a heart with her fingers.

For a brief moment, there was a line of flame appearing, yet as soon as it was there, it faded back.

"How did you do that?" Bloom asked "You don't even say a spell or anything, you just make the flames."

"I'm not sure." Drake replied "Half of the abilities I have aren't even spells. I just know how to do things. I can create a fireball without even chanting anything. It's really weird."

"I think you're so cool." Roxy commented "Rather than just go to school to be a hero, you are one."

"Thanks." Drake replied "I guess. I don't consider myself one. I just think that there should be justice in the world. I'm not sure what to do exactly with my life, but I find that those quests seem to help."

Before Roxy could say anything, the taxi shook, and turned over onto the left side.

There was a blackout of the lights, and shouts from the outside.

Drake created a fireball in his hand, illuminating the cab.

"Is everyone alright?" he asked, looking around.

In the back, he could clearly see that everyone was knocked out was knocked out. Roxy was thrown against the left side, which had become the floor. Bloom was currently dangling from the top side with him. Sky was thrown against the left side, with a bit of blood from his head.

"I think we've just been attacked." Drake replied to himself. He proceeded to unbuckle his seatbelt, and make his way to the back side.

Looking out the front window, he saw that there were a number of Shade Warriors riding horse-looking animals around the vehicle.

"Hang on!" Drake yelled. "I'm gonna blast us a way out!"

He concentrated heat into his hands, which he held at his back/side. He concentrated, building it up to a fiery crescendo.

"DAAAHHH!" He shouted, releasing the fireball.

The front of the taxi exploded in a flash of light.

"Somebody help!" he called out.

Just as Drake uttered those words, the whoops seemed to die down. Looking outside, he saw the Shades, as violently evil as they appeared all head towards the car.

"Let's dance!" Drake called, stepping out of the van.

The Shades all stopped and circled around him.

"Who are you!" Drake called out, readying a fireball.

"I am Legion." The lead one began.

"For we are many!" The others added in unison.

"This is a precursor of what is to come." The lead one explained.

"There will be no shelter." The others added, once again in unison.

"The price on your head will be so great." The lead one continued.

"Tomorrow will begin the mass hunt." The others added.

"We are leaving you now." The lead one exclaimed.

"Remember our words Child of Sparks." The others finished.

With that, they turned around and left back into the surrounding forest.

Drake immediately turned around, and went back into the van. Bloom was still knocked out.

"Let's get outta here!" Drake called. He noticed that the others were currently trapped in their restraints.

He made his way over to her, and wrapped his hand around the restraints. He concentrated the heat.

The seat belt burned apart immediately.

"I've got you." Drake replied. He put his arm around her, and helped her to the outside. He carried her to the ground, setting her down gently.

He immediately made his way to Roxy, who had her head on her hand as she lay knocked out.

He tried the seat belt latch. When he pressed the button in the center, the latch wouldn't move.

He checked the seatbelt. It had become locked up.

He wrapped his hands around the latch, and burned. It took a few moments for the latch to melt, yet when it did, he knew it worked. He picked up Roxy, carrying her on his shoulders.

He made his way back outside, and set her next to Bloom. He couldn't believe what was happening.

He remembered Sky. He had to go back in.

He made his way back into the van one last time.

He noticed how Sky's head had managed to crack the window. He knew that this wasn't good. He also noticed the blood that had started to flow.

"This can't be good." He mumbled to himself. He made his way to Sky's seatbelt, and proceeded to burn both the shoulder strap and the main belt.

With both split in two, he tried his hand at lifting Sky. Though he was able to lift up to 150 pounds, Sky was still very heavy.

He settled for another method. He wrapped his arms around Sky's shoulder, and tried to carry him out.

He was struggling about halfway through. Soldiering through, he set the blonde prince right outside the car's front. He then noticed the Driver. The driver had his eyes open, and was in a stiff position.

Drake put his fingers to the driver's jugular to check his pulse. The Driver was dead.

He unbuckled the poor man and set his body down on the ground.

Sky

He woke up on the ground. That was the first thing he realized. He then felt an incredible pain on his head. It was as if he'd been hit with a sack of bricks.

"What happened?" he asked, looking around.

He noticed Bloom was next to him, and appeared to be knocked out.

"Where am I?" He yelled, feeling a hint of fear.

Drake

He heard Sky say something. Turning around, he saw the blonde start to come to.

"You're okay now." Drake replied "We were attacked while on the road. They're gone now." He paused for a moment. "Do you have a cell phone?"

Sky paused for a moment, before replying "I've got one right here." He fished into his pocket, and pulled out a cell phone.

"Call the emergency number." Drake instructed.

xXx

It was a good thirty minutes until help arrived.

After the EMM's helped everyone, they gave a relieving set of good news.

They said that it wasn't anything serious. The Girls didn't have anything bad happen. Sky simply needed a bandage for what was simply a glass cut.

Drake didn't need anything at all. In fact, hearing his story, they said that he was a hero.

They received rides back home, and everyone proceeded to settle down for the night.