[ Disclaimer ] I do NOT own Winx Club or the Prince of Egypt
A/N::: If I did, this would be the beginning plot of Winx! XD Sorry for delayed update. ENJOY!
Bloom walked throughout the palace walls, stopping at the Grand Throne double golden doors, located on the north side, only to turn around again and pace from her room, located on the south side, and back.
She had to talk to her parents about what Icy was doing to the salves. They would never allow it if they knew. It was wrong…horrible even. No one should be forced to give up their magical identity.
The red-headed teen froze in her stride to the Grand Throne room.
What did she know about Magical Identity? She had no powers…she had no Magical Identity whatsoever.
Looking down so her hair cut her off from the rest of the world, Bloom stood there silently and motionlessly.
Her breathing was shallow as she thought back…
Back to when she defended that fairy…
Back to when she freed that captured fairy…
Back to when she witnessed that fairy's powers ripped from her…
Back to when all her trust, love, and faith in Icy and her kingdom began to suddenly waver and fade…
Stella swung her legs over the infirmary bed and applied her weight onto her feet, standing up while holding onto the edge of the bed. Once she uncurled her hands from the bed, she cried out as she feel to the floor and her legs gave out.
Musa came running, immediately scolding Stella like a child. "You're hurt! It will be weeks before you can get out of bed!"
Stella sat on the floor with her legs under her out toward the sides, she huffed, blew at her bangs, crossed her arms and rolled her eyes as Musa scolded her.
Flora soon entered with medicine and fresh bandages for the blonde fairy. "Flora!~" Stella wined, stretching her arms up in the air like a child wanting to be held.
Flora smiled yet rolled her eyes. "You baby." Flora giggled.
"Stay in bed Stella." Musa finished as Stella, with the help of Flora, sat back on the bed, back against the pillows.
Stella smirked and allowed Flora to remove and replace the bandages on her. Once the task was complete, Flora and Musa left, leaving Stella to rest.
Turning to look out the window next to/behind her bed, hazel eyes narrowed.
Bloom was it?
Stella thought back to the girl, their encounter, back to the girls powers. Bloom had no idea she had powers…how could a fairy not know of her own power?
Bloom…we will see each other again… I promise that.
A/N::: OMG! This chapter is so painfully short! I am sorry! This seems like a good place to stop though…update may be soon or over Christmas break.
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