{ Disclaimer } I do NOT own Winx Club or The Prince of Egypt movie plot !
Wizgiz, the small male leprechaun, stood on his desk. He was instructing three girls on one spell to hide an object from sight. Each girl had a small orange in hand, practicing on that.
"Remember. Say one thing wrong in the slightest the spell could back fire and who knows what will happen in place." Tecna, sitting in the front row, wrote the cause and effects and some other cliff notes in her notebook. Musa sat three seats behind her friend, and she wasn't really listening, she was working on a new song.
Stella sat by the window, her hazel gaze looking at nothing in particular, the pen in her hand tapped rapidly on her desk. She was anxious and she couldn't help but worry over the red-headed teen she had seen just a week ago.
Leaning forward, Stella let her head fall to her desk quietly. "Ah! Professor!" One girl shouted as her orange grew four legs and one large eye.
"There! Just that class!" Wizgiz exclaimed, picking the new visitor up by two legs. "By Amaryl saying the incantation with 'arc' instead of 'arch'; the orange has become an eye spider rather than invisible." The professor explained, watching Stella pout in the far corner.
Just as he was about to instruct Amaryl on how to reverse the spell, the shrill of the bell silenced his words and in his surprise, nearly fell off his desk. "Ugh…Class dismissed…" Wizgiz mumbled as his head shifted from side to side, dizzy with the sound of the bell as it was right above his head on the wall.
"Yo! Professor? Are you good?" Musa asked, dark blue eyes dancing at the dizzy little man as she helped him to his feet.
"I'm fine, thank you."
"Ugh! I can't take it anymore!" Stella burst, eyes blazing as she stood abruptly, moving around her desk to storm from the room when her bad leg had her on the floor in seconds.
Tecna gasped, running over to the fallen teen. "Stella! We said be careful!"
"That girl needs us! She can't keep living as a witch! I won't allow it any longer! UGH! Let me go!" Stella shouted, pushing at Tecna when she wrapped her arms around the blondes shoulders, preventing her from getting up.
"Stella! Calm down, you're still healing." Tecna reasoned the best she could to the excited blonde.
"I'm fine! My leg and arm doesn't even hurt anymore!" Musa uncrossed her arms and walked over to Stella, kneeling down to rest her hand on Stella's leg that rest within a pink cast. "Really?"
"OW! That hurt!…" the fairy shouted before she realized her words. "I mean…doesn't hurt at all…" she mumbled, eyes tearing up at the pain.
"Yeah. Right." The two teens rolled their eyes, voices full of sarcasm.
"So? What happened to her?"
Voices. Male. Respectful.
"Dehydration. She over stepped her bounds. She must have been lost."
Rough. Commanding.
"Why didn't she just call for help? Or use her magic?"
"That is for her to answer Prince Sky."
Proper. Royal.
Bloom shifted on the soft bed under her, the cool sheets over her. The pillow cushioning her head was plush and soft and amazingly comfortable. Her head hurt. That was her only discomfort. Groaning, she forced her eyes open and immediately regretted it.
Light blinded her and she immediately shut her eyes once more. "You awake?"
Turning her head, Bloom opened her eyes slowly to see a three men. One had a brown beard and narrowed eyes. The other two were teenagers. One had brown hair and brown eyes and the other hand blue eyes and blonde hair.
"How do you feel?" The blonde boy asked, helping Bloom as she sat up. Bloom shook her head, her red hair falling around her. "My head hurts…" The brown haired boy walked away only to return moments later with a glass of light blue liquid in a tall clear glass. "This will rid of the headache."
Bloom took the glass carefully but confidently. She recognized the medicine quickly; she had studied for years since she was four with the healer of the Coven kingdom. Drinking the tasteless liquid, it instantly began to dull the ache.
"Who are you?" The boy with blonde hair asked, taking the glass from her when she handed it to his offered hand. Tilting her head, Bloom was unsure what to say. She wasn't really a witch so she didn't belong to the Coven. Domino was destroyed so she wasn't apart of it.
Locking blue eyes onto the three before her, Bloom decided to simply give her name. "I'm Bloom." she spoke softly, tilting her head and smiling happily as she spoke, watching the two teens smile in response.
The blonde walked over to her and knelt beside the bed, tilting his head to the side with a real solid smile in place, he put his hand to Bloom's forehead and his other hand to his own forehead. "You don't have a fever, that's good. Where are you from? Do you remember your home?"
She remembered where she grew up, the Coven; but her home, Domino, she didn't remember it at all. Sighing, Bloom decided that she couldn't tell them, they would hate her and she couldn't blame them. She shook her head gently. "No." It was not entirely a lie.
The older looking man rubbed his beard, apparently thinking but whatever was going on in his mind he didn't say. "We'll see about a doctor soon. Perhaps Miss. Faragonda will know of something to help this young girl, Bloom was it?"
Bloom nodded, her blue eyes steady and unblinking. "Well; until then, She can stay here." The boy with brown hair concluded. The older man nodded, instructing the two back to class. Bloom assumed she was in the infirmary rather than a dorm.
As the three filed out, the two younger boys turned to smile at her. "By the way," The brown haired boy added, the blonde stopping at the door as well. "I'm Sky."
"Brandon." The blonde smiled as he said his name. Within another word they were gone and Bloom had the nagging thought in the back of her head that those two weren't who they said they were. Closing her eyes, Bloom scolded herself. Even if they lied just then it wasn't as if she had room to speak. She lied just before they had supposedly.
Rising to her feet, Bloom shifted her pants so she wasn't entangled and then she noticed she had a wide white bandage around her abdomen up to her neck bones.
Had she been hurt?
Pressed to the wall of a dark ally, Bloom tried her best to keep hidden. Valtor was a powerful Wizard that could sense anyone if they were not careful. She held her breath as the passed her but it didn't seem that the man noticed her. Not even the soldiers.
Pulling her hood more tightly around her face to keep hidden, she hurried down the dark streets, praying not to be seen or stopped.
Making her way around the town, she reached an empty area with a wide black circle painted on the stone floor, statues of the three ancestral witches stood at either side of the circle while the witch of ice statue stood at the top.
The pattern within the circle was painted with thin, light blue lines. The curved and swirled and those lines broke into much thinner dark purple lines. The design was a written transportation spell, written with the colors of the three great witches, each world in the magical dimension had a transport or a similar one.
Walking into the center of the transport; Bloom closed her eyes and tried to decide on a place to go; but she didn't know. She felt so lost and confused and….
Bloom fell to her knees, shaking her head in frustration. She didn't know what to do anymore. In fact, she was sure she was this lost or more even in the beginning.
"Daphne…help me…"
Bloom felt the ground beneath her heat, rather, become so cold it felt hot. Opening her eyes; Bloom saw the colors glowing. A gentle chant was playing in her head, it was being sung and it was Daphne's voice.
Suddenly; she felt herself fall forward. Bloom turned herself to look from where she fell but she couldn't see anything.
As soon as she had fallen; she stopped. Looking around she was settled on green grass and below trees full of leaves. Picking herself up, she looked around her, walking forward in wonder.
Stopping suddenly; Bloom heard something snap right behind her. Turning, she heard voices. They were close but they weren't near enough she see her. Moving forward, this time running, Bloom pushed past the trees and bushes.
A branch hit her just below her neck but she didn't stop. Her vision blurred and she had the vague feeling that she just might be bleeding. The ground shifted and rolled beneath her feet, causing her to fall forward, she caught herself on her hands but not before a think upraised tree root landed a painful impact on her stomach.
Forcing herself to stand; she ignored the pain and after what seemed like hours of walking which had only been a few minutes, Bloom found herself at the gate of a orange stone castle of some kind.
It was different from the kingdoms she had ever seen.
Her vision began to blur. No. She had just noticed that her vision had blurred. Again.
Voices. She heard voices.
Bloom took a step away only to find her body gone numb. The voices came closer. Two boys of their teens as far as she could tell. They we're talking about school…how they were late…they were getting closer.
"Hey, are you alright?" Bloom lifted her head to fix glazed eyes onto the two who approached.
The boy who had just spoken. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. He wore some uniform and… Bloom felt herself fade into unconsciousness.
Right. Blue eyes narrowed. They had scared her into running away. "Not their fault. I acted like a terrified animal on the hunt." Bloom signed.
Moving to where a large white shirt lay, a note lay on top. Why not just tell me when you were here? In some moments of life, Bloom didn't understand people at all.
The note told that the shirt belonged to the blue eyed boy, Brandon is what he called himself, and that is was new so he hadn't worn it yet.
Lifting the dress shirt up she pulled it on over her head. It was a few sizes way to big but she didn't want to walk around with only a bandage on; she assumed this was an all boy school.
Buttoning it up all the way, she folded the sleeves a few times until the sleeves only covered her hands to the palms. The shirt reached her knees, she left it be and the shirt hung off of her to make it look really baggy. She shrugged. Oh well. Clothes were clothes, right?
A/N::: LATE UPDATE! SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE!
This will be KINDA like the First Season of Winx but with some MAJOR changes AS YOU JUST READ,
Brandon is posing as Sky
And
Sky is posing as Brandon
JUST LIKE IN SEASON ONE OF WINX CLUB!
I'll be just to keep describing them 'blue eyed boy' or 'brown eyed boy' so when their names are said we'll know who is who…kay?
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