OMG. So, our heroines finally made it to the future Alfea. But will they make it back to the present? And what was that energy coming from the Fairy Clock Room? Author's Note: Once again, I am sorry for updating so late. I had a lot going on.

Chapter 20: Tremors

When Bloom and Enchanta rematerialized in the Room of Faraway Reflections, they found themselves standing on a floor covered with broken glass. Bloom, having been in Sirenix form and all, was wearing a pair of boots, so her feet were safe from being cut. She was worried, however, about Enchanta. After all, Enchanta was bare-footed.

Bloom looked down at the floor. Enchanta's feet, along with her legs, were covered with scales. Whenever Enchanta stepped on a piece of glass, the glass would shatter and the bits would just be pushed away, leaving Enchanta's feet cut-free. "I almost forgot about your scales," Bloom told Enchanta. "They must come in handy. Broken glass is never a problem when your feet are covered with something harder than that."

Enchanta looked down. "Yeah, I guess these scales do come in handy. But I never forget that they are there. They remind me that I am not normal, even by magical creature standards," Enchanta said glumly. "My father is a merman, my mother a witch, and those two species have never gotten together to have offspring before the Emperor and Empress had me. I don't think they even knew if they could have kids! And they certainly couldn't have know that their child would be a witch with scales all over her legs and feet."

"Well," Bloom tried to think of something positive to say. "In the right light, your legs and feet look like they are encrusted with emeralds."

"That still makes me a freak!" Enchanta began to cry.

"Hey now," Bloom wrapped her arms around Enchanta. "You are not a freak. You are a brave and powerful girl who just might save the entire Magical Dimension! If it weren't for that dream you sent me the night before I came to this future, then I would have been in more serious trouble. Man, that dream detailed almost everything that happened when we escaped from Tritannus' palace perfectly…"

"You had a dream telling you parts of what would happen in this future?" Enchanta interrupted.

"Yes," Bloom answered. "The dream I assume you sent."

"Why do you assume that?" Enchanta said carefully.

"Because Daphne didn't send that dream," Bloom explained. "So I was positive it was you." Enchanta started shaking her head. "Wait. It wasn't you?"

"No, Bloom. I've never sent a dream message in my life," confirmed Enchanta.

Bloom blinked. "Then who…"

Suddenly the Room of Faraway Reflections shook, causing the mirrors to shatter. Bloom conquered up a shield of flames to protect Enchanta and herself. Every time a shard of glass came towards them, it immediately melted upon contact.

"We have to get out of here!" Enchanta shouted. "How do we get out?"

"The only exit is through a mirror," Bloom looked around. All of the mirrors within sight were broken. "We have to keep moving. Maybe there is a functioning mirror that we can't see from here."

"How many mirrors are there?" Enchanta asked. Bloom didn't know the answer. Thousands? Millions? Billions? Maybe there was no end to the mirrors. Maybe they went on to infinity. But Bloom had no idea if that was the case.

"Bloom!" a voice cried. Daphne appeared at the far end of the Room.

"Daphne!" Bloom called back. "Where have you been? What's happening?"

"All the mirrors I could see were broken, so I went searching for a working mirror," Daphne explained. "There is only one functional mirror left in the entire Room. The timeline is distorting for some reason, causing all the mirrors to shatter. We have very little time before the final mirror shatters, and the Room is replaced with a different timeline."

"But that's what we want, a different timeline, right?" Enchanta asked.

"Yes, but we don't want the timeline to alter with us in the Room. If we're here when the last mirror breaks, we'll cease to exist," said Daphne. Those words had a strange effect on Enchanta- her eyes unfocused for a second as if she was imagining her worst nightmare. But just as Bloom was trying to figure out what had triggered this change, Enchanta suddenly went back to normal.

"Then we don't have a moment to lose," Enchanta announced. "Daphne, lead the way."

"It's right over here," Daphne led her two companions over to the remaining mirror. Just as it was in sight, another tremor shook the Room.

"Hurry!" Daphne cried as she ran through the mirror.

Bloom sprinted across the sea of broken glass. She turned to see if Enchanta was keeping up, only to see Enchanta stop and bend down.

"Enchanta!" Bloom yelled as the floor of the Room of Faraway Reflections started to crack.

"Coming!" Enchanta shoved something into her pocket. Bloom had no time to wonder what it was. A giant crack in the floor was spreading to the final mirror.

If that crack reaches the mirror, then the mirror will be destroyed! Bloom thought frantically.

As Enchanta ran towards Bloom and the mirror, the Room shook once again. A new, gigantic crack appeared in the floor… right in Enchanta's path.

It all happened so fast. Enchanta ran forward, just a few feet from reaching Bloom, where she fell deep into the crack.

"ENCHANTA!" Bloom screamed.

Nothing.

Bloom stopped running. What was the point? Enchanta was gone. She would disappear with the rest of this timeline. And Bloom might as well be erased from existence too.

Then…

"Bloom!" Enchanta's voice came from the crack.

"Enchanta?" Bloom cried.

"Bloom! Hang on. I'm coming!

A fiery light emerged from the crack. Enchanta flew out of the crack, surrounded by a shape that Bloom knew very well.

Enchanta zoomed out of the cracked floor and right into Bloom, pushing them both into the mirror.

As they went through, only one thought went through Bloom's head: Enchanta has her own Dragon's Flame.

Then the crack reached the final mirror, and the mirror shattered into thousands of pieces.