So how exactly does a story get so many reviews. My guess is timing with the release. It's probably why Last of their Kind did so well. I personally think that's the reason.

However, now, even as I write this, I figure that things are probably worth it. I guess you can't have your cake and eat it too (Never got that phrase. Why would you want cake if you can't eat it?)

So here I start you off with a bad guy scene. I figure if there's some drama to it, you can start to see it.

Chapter 10: Wanted

Sorrowfell

The wind howled across the empty landscape. The dust blew around what little grass grew, and the rivers ran a shallow and muddy way into swamps.

The wildlife was hardy. Mudcrabs, each about the size of a beachball in diameter including claws. There were the Guars, which looked a bit like lizard dinosaurs. They had tiny front arms, long legs, a short stiff tail, and a head that reminded you of a sperm whale.

Then there were the Sandstriders. Huge, flea-like creatures, three-storeys tall, and with their own language. On them, rode the Drow.

The Drow made their livelihood off the land. They raised Guar for meat, and would fish in the swamps and shallow sea that surrounded Sorrowfell.

Currently, passengers on a Sandstrider were a trio of teenage witches, two Drow soldiers, and a dark wizard in a cloak, head not visible except for the tip of a long beard coming out.

Trix

They didn't understand why Valtor would take them out here. It was freezing cold, constantly cloudy, and the strange variety of Elves that lived here weren't exactly welcoming.

"Why are we even here?" Icy asked "I highly doubt that Gratnic was that important."

"Silence." Valtor replied, an annoyed tone to his voice. "All will be explained soon. I'm simply going to finalize something here. You know your place, and you will keep it. Do I make myself clear?"

"Of course my lord." The three witches replied in unison.

"We're almost there." The Drow at the reigns replied

Within a few minutes, they were at the edge of a cliff. They approached a ledge, and were ushered off.

"So what's the deal here?" Stormy asked "Why'd you bring us if this was a personal thing?"

"Because we're going to be finally doing something effective about those Winx girls and that boy, Drake." Valtor sighed "We're meeting with several of my agents about finalizing a plan to do something about them."

They approached the entrance to a cave. There, two Drow guards stood at the edge, in front of what appeared to be a curtain.

A Drow in a mage's robe exited "the council is ready to see you Lord Valtor." The Drow replied "If you'll follow me."

They stepped in, and were immediately greeted by a scent of incense. The room was musty with smoke, and there were green-flame torches along the walls.

They followed the Drow in Mage's robes, and were greeted by quite a sight.

The council was made up of about 21 Drow, each wearing either a set of officer's armor, politicians robes, or seer's garb.

"I introduce to the council," The Mage Drow announced "Lord Valtor and his Minions, The Trix. We will now resume the conversation of Sparks-child Bounties."

"Well," the Drow in the center, a General sighed "We've paid off the monarchs. They've got prices that vary world to world, but they're all large enough to get all bounty hunters looking for them."

"Thank you Council Leaders." Valtor replied, bowing "I see the broadcast is due to be sent out in a couple of hours I take it?"

"Of course." The one on the far right, a politician replied "We've agreed that it be sent out in 24 Sustain, Year of Renewal, Age of Great Victory."

A seer picked up the phrase "It will be sent at second sunset, third moon rising."

"Aka one hour from right now." The mage replied "I understand you aren't that fluid with the Elven Calendar."

"I want it to be sent everywhere." Valtor replied. "It's important that everyone knows."

"And they will." A Seer replied "The Drow Dominion has made sure of it."

"Now ready your part of the plan." A General instructed "It's important that you do your part of the plan."

"it shall be done." Valtor replied, bowing.

Drake

He and Roxy were currently snuggling as they watched TV. He personally didn't care what it was that they watched, so long as they both were together.

Bloom took a seat next to Roxy on the couch. "So how's your, uh…." She managed.

"Much better." Drake replied. "I know that Sky shot me down there on accident. However," he stirred "I've got to bleed the lizard. If you'll excuse me." He got back on his feet, and made his way to the bathroom "Knowing how Sky shot me at what could be considered point blank, I should have the literal meaning of that phrase." On the way there, he removed the bag of peas, now thawed, and set them on the table.

As he entered the bathroom, shut the door, and proceeded to urinate.

Roxy

She sighed, and leaned back against couch.

"Roxy." Bloom asked.

"Yes." She replied.

"There's something I want to tell you about Drake." Bloom began. "You see, he's not like most other guys. He's, different."

"Different how?" she asked, wondering where Bloom was going with this.

"You see," the red-head replied "He had a bit of a hard life growing up. He's had to go through things that no one should have to go through. He's also much more sensitive. Underneath that mysterious, tough and calm shell, he's really a troubled little boy. He's going through a personal crisis deep down, and…."

She was interrupted by Drake from the bathroom.

"AAAAWWWWOOOAAANNN!" he moaned, half in pain, half in relief.

"What the heck?" Roxy asked.

"I don't know." Bloom sighed, "But as I was saying, he's not one of those boys you should just casually toss aside. He's the type to want a true relationship. Not only that, he's finally wanting a relationship. When I met him, he only wanted to be friends. He's been through a lot."

"Where are you going with this?" Roxy asked, confused.

"I'm saying that you've got to be careful." Bloom sighed "He's not like most other guys."

"I understand." She sighed "I know that. He's not like other guys. I can already tell."

Drake

He looked down at the toilet bowl for a moment, amazed at the amount of blood that came out of his manhood.

"I need to start wearing an athletic cup." He sighed. He stood on one foot, and used the other to flush.

He then set the seat down, knowing how much Bloom rode his case about that, and proceeded to wash his hands, hoping to cleanse them from a very painful ordeal.

When he was done, he dried them off and exited the bathroom.

"Everything all right?" Bloom asked, "You sounded like you were in pain."

"Yeah." He sighed, taking a seat on the couch "It's the second reason to start wearing an athletic cup. Remind me never to go paintballing again."

"That must have really hurt." Roxy sighed, wrapping her arms around him "I could hear you moaning in there from out here."

"Yeah." He sighed "At least that's over with. Let's just say that for once, the phrase 'bleed the lizard' actually was done in the literal way."

"I don't get how you guys are able to walk around with those." Bloom sighed "From what I've noticed, it's a bit more trouble than help."

"Well," he sighed "Our legs are set to leave space for it, and as long as stuff like what happened today doesn't happen, you really almost forget it's there."

"Still sounds like a lot of trouble to deal with." Bloom sighed.

"Still much easier to deal with then what you ladies have." Drake replied, leaning back into the chair "From what I've been told, it must be really high maintenance." He paused "Ours just needs to be cleaned every so often."

"Let's change the subject please." Roxy sighed, disgusted "I really don't think it's something that I want to hear."

"Agreed." Drake and Bloom replied in unison.

"So what's new on TV?" Roxy asked, taking the remote and turning it back on.

What came on was a complete shock. It was what appeared to be a public service announcement. There was a wizard with white hair and a beard talking, and off to the side, were wanted posters of Drake and Bloom.

"Greetings." The wizard replied "My name is Valtor. This is an announcement on a pair of highly wanted people. Drake Flaragon and Bloom Pyragon, or "Peters" as she prefers to be called, are both wanted. Their crimes are unable to be discussed on the airwaves. However, they are wanted on every world with a crowned leader. Their bounties average around 170 million pieces of gold for capture. Anyone who sees them…."

At this, the other members of the Winx club stormed into the room. "Are you seeing this!" Tecna asked, shocked.

"I don't like where this is going." Drake admitted.

"…It is also noted that those who harbor, collude, or otherwise associate themselves with these two are wanted as well. Here is a list of all worlds they are wanted on, listed alphabetically." With that, a list ran.

"We've got to get outta here." Drake announced "Pack what you can, but make it light."

"Are we seriously going to leave?" Stella asked, confused as to what this could mean.

"Well," Drake sighed, bringing all of his clothes, books, and even the gauntlets back into the bag via magic "Bloom and I are."

"What do you mean?" Bloom asked, confused.

"We have to get you evacuated your majesty." Drake explained "Pack whatever you will need, but keep it light. Hopefully, Rai, my transportation, hasn't forsaken us."

"Alright." Bloom sighed, "I understand." She recited a spell, and immediately, a pair of suitcases appeared "I take it we'll be flying."

"It's the only way really." He sighed, putting on his bottomless messenger bag "If we work together, we might be able to teleport."

"There's no way this can be happening!" Layla exclaimed "It's almost impossible to be wanted everywhere."

"I don't know how." He sighed "Yet I'm not going to take any chances. If any of you wish to come with us, speak now, or forever hold your peace."

"I'll go with you." Roxy announced "I don't care if I'm wanted with you, I'm coming."

"Me too." Stella announced.

"Same here." Flora seconded.

"I'm with you all the way." Musa agreed.

"Same here." Layla added.

"I know this is too big of a risk." Tecna began "Yet I'm going where you go Bloom."

"Pack whatever you need." Drake instructed "Keep it light though. I want us to meet back here in less than five minutes. Time is of the essence."

The girls all recited various spells, and their bags appeared at their feet.

"Transform, and prepare to leave." Drake instructed "I'm going to need one of you to carry me though, seeing as I can't fly."

"I'll carry you." Roxy announced.

With that, they all set out to transform into what appeared to be entirely new forms.

"Let's go." Drake announced. He could already see Magix law enforcement assemble outside through the window.

"Devarath!" Drake chanted, focusing a fireball in his hand. He proceeded to blast apart the window. "Let's go now!" he instructed.

With that, Roxy put her arms around him, and lifted him up.

Within seconds, everyone was flying out, a trail of luggage following them as well.

"Where are we going?" Bloom asked.

"Head to the docks at Magix city." Drake instructed "Try and fly as fast as you can."

xXx

They arrived at the docks, which were surprisingly empty. They set down in an alley.

"What do we do now?" Bloom asked.

Everyone looked at Drake, hoping he'd have the answer.

"You can start by changing back." He sighed. "We have to be incognito." He then took his amulet, and put it inside his shirt.

With that, they all transformed back.

"Dock 13." Drake instructed. "There, if angels have smiled on us, will be Rai's ship. Hopefully, he'll take us."
He looked up, and right down on the other side of the street, was Dock 13.

"Act casual." He instructed "try and blend in."

They proceeded to walk as casually as they could to the entrance to the dock.

Entering, they spotted Rai's ship. It was a bit like the one the Specialists had, but much older.

"Wait here." Drake instructed, making his way to the boarding ramp. He knocked a couple of times before stepping aside.

Out came a man with a goatee, and a shaved head. He was also wearing a robe.

"What are you doing here?" Rai asked. "Why are they here?"

"We need to leave." Drake replied "Just get us off planet for the time being."

"Right on it." Rai yelled "If you ladies will follow me on board." He chanted.

They entered, and took a seat at the lounge area.

"If you'll hang on tight," he announced "I'll take us into space, where we'll try and figure things out from there."

xXx

When the five minutes of torturous silence were over, Rai announced that it was time to stand up again.

"Where can we go now?" Bloom sighed "That list Valtor showed was really long."

"I've got a suggestion." Tecna announced "How about we go to Zenith? I checked the list, and it turns out, we aren't wanted there. It makes sense too, seeing as Zenith is a democratic republic. The worlds listed were all run by monarchs."

"Alright." Drake sighed, "Hopefully, we'll be able to hide out there."

"Plus, my father is the Vice President." Tecna announced "He'll be able to help us a bit more."

"I'm scared." Bloom admitted, leaning in to Drake.

"I am too." He admitted "For once, I can't go anywhere."