Okay so it's been a long time huh ?

Sorry. I fell sick, and then I've been so tired… but I'm back this week. I'm starting school again next week so… who knows ? But I'll try. My schedule is getting fuller as time flies by.


Aleynaaa : No she didn't, she was repressing herself ^^'

Winx4Life : haha thank you !

Heato-kun : Yep… et puis s'il était toujours présent bon… Les Winx savent se débrouiller, surtout face aux Trix. Je n'ai pas envie qu'il devienne une facilité scénaristique ^^'

- bon les Trix le méritent hein, leur petit Gloomix là…

- oui, quand Musa va vouloir faire son concert… haha

- Ah les Ancêtres vont clairement péter un câble XD

Je ne te le dis pas mais j'adore tes longs commentaires, continue, j'adore avoir le mail qui me dis que tu as commenté haha


Tecna awoke with a groan, her eyes fluttering open immediately. Her gaze met the ceiling of her room back on Domino. A sigh of relief escaped from her lips, before she relaxed, knowing she wasn't in any immediate danger.

The last thing she remembered was Stormy, the intense pain she'd been through, and someone screaming her name. Then it was complete darkness.

She slowly sat up, sore like never before. She winced as she felt every muscle in her body react, but was glad that, other than that, she couldn't feel anything else.

"Tecna ! You're awake !"

A little ball of happiness crashed into her stomach, and the girl smiled.

"Hello to you too Digit, how are you ?"

"How am I ? How- How are you ?! I've been so worried about ! They said you were going to make it but when I saw you I knew something was wrong and I was so afraid you'd never wake up but here you are !"

Tears were strimming down the face of the little Pixie, surprising the Fairy.

What exactly had happened to make her Pixie so distressed ?

"You can't get rid of me that easily you know. Those Witches could never bring me down."

The Pixie flew towards her bed, taking a little tissue and making all sorts of noises that made Tecna roll her eyes.

"I'm not dead, stop acting like it was the end of the world,' she laughed.

Even though she tried to sound reassuring, she knew something was wrong.

Bringing her hands into her line of sight, Tecna felt her breath come to a stop : there were white lines everywhere, going up and down her arms, like lightning. Quickly, she pushed the covers aside. Her legs were just as shaved as she remembered them from the Motel, but now there were white streaks on them too.

Panic settled in her stomach, like a rock pulling her under.

Looking around the room that had been hers a few days ago, she stood easily and made her way towards the bathroom, looking for the big mirror she knew was there, for certain. Even though time had taken its toll on it, especially without any spell protecting it, it would at least show her what she looked like.

Except it wasn't there.

"Digit, where's the mirror ?"

The bathroom wasn't big enough for her to miss it : it only contained a big and white bathtub on the right, a red curtain with golden patterns, a toilet in the back and a sink on the left. Nothing else, when the mirror should've been on top of the sink.

Her eyes traced the walls from right to left three times nonetheless, but nothing appeared. She even tried to step inside the room and turn into every direction possible, but found nothing.

She was now certain something was terribly wrong. But how bad, she had no idea.

Tecna quickly exited the bathroom, put on some of her clothes that had been put on a chair beside her bed, and made her way towards the door.

"You have to rest," ordered the Pixie as she flew in front of the Fairy. "Orders from Faragonda."

"And I'm telling you that I'm fine !" She assured a little bit too harshly. "I just need to talk to them."

"You can talk to me."

"I need to know what happened."

"I can tell you."

"Dammit Digit ! You know what I mean !"

"And I know what I was told ! You are to rest and not step out of this room !"

"I don't need to rest ! I'm fine ! I'm feeling better than I've had in days just- please," she sighed. "Let me talk to the girls. I need to see that everyone's fine."

Reluctantly, the Pixie flew out of her way and onto her shoulder, pouting a bit.

She didn't dwell and entered the room in front of hers. There were no Winx to be found, no Griselda and certainly not her parents. Gritting her teeth, she decided to make her way towards the kitchen. If the others weren't in their rooms, they could only be there, or outside.

And she didn't feel like going out.

She opened the doors a bit too harshly, and sent every occupant of the room on edge. Layla and Musa had transformed immediately, while Flora seemed a bit too ready to attack, even in her civilian form. The Pixies flew behind the table, putting themselves out of harm's way, as the teacher calmly instructed for everyone to calm down.

"Tecna !" Screamed her mother as she ran into her arms.

"Mom ! Dad !"

The three of them caught each other and almost suffocated one another in their hug. It didn't matter, because they were so happy to see each other, unharmed. Or mostly.

"Tecna, you're awake !" Said her mother as she took her daughter by her shoulders. "But how ?" She asked, her eyes going to the teachers.

"Tecna has earned new capacities. Her body and magic are both a lot stronger than before."

The pink haired girl shook her head, her eyes darting between her parents, her friends and her Headmistress.

Musa walked up to her a little bit slower, almost hesitant. Both girls stared at each other, before tears came pouring down the music Fairy's face, and Tecna felt a need to take her in her arms too. They stayed like that for a long time, mostly because of Musa's grip on her best friend.

The Fairy of Technology almost had the impression the brunette expected her to disappear at any moment.

Eventually, Musa stepped back, giving Tecna a bright smile before conjuring a tissue paper. With her occupied and her parents too bothered to stare at her like she now had two heads, she turned to her teachers.

"What did you mean by that ?"

"You earned your Enchantix Tecna," announced Miss Faragonda, almost beaming with pride.

"I did ?"

The Headmistress nodded. Tecna then looked at the professor around, who were all looking at her with the same proud smile. Her friends were mostly eyeing with a curiosity, and something akin to relief.

She laughed as the realization hit her.

"I earned my Enchantix !" She repeated, tasting the words.

She'd been so desperate to earn her Charmix, knowing she would be a weak point when they'd try to take back Alfea. She never hoped to earn her Enchantix so quickly. It was extremely rare to earn this power at such a young age, yet here she stood, immense power running through her veins.

Her mother started sharing her show with her, but her father seemed a bit more reserved.

"What's the matter ?" She asked, calming down.

"It is nothing. We can talk about it another day."

"We also can talk about it now," she insisted. "So what's wrong ? Is it about the marks on my body ? What are they ?"

Her parents shared a hesitant look.

Usually, they had no problem telling her what the matter was. Or, if they did, she just had to push a little forward to have an honest answer. As most children of Zenith, she was a prodigy. She understood things extremely quickly, and had quickly accommodated to talk with adults.

As her school always taught her, she was to stay calm, under any circumstance. Even as an adolescent, her emotions didn't get the best of her. She knew how to control herself, and her parents knew that perfectly well.

Seeing them hesitate made her question the gravity of the situation.

She thought earning her Enchantix was something to be celebrated, but as soon as she asked about the problem, everyone looked uncomfortable. The professors hid it extremely well, hiding their discomfort behind their polite smiles, but her parents seemed unable to look at her in the eyes. The Winx, for their part, looked a bit troubled. Especially Musa.

Had it been any other student of Alfea, she would've thought they were jealous. But those were her friends, and she knew perfectly well it was not the case, which was not reassuring.

"What ? You can tell me," she said as calmly as she could.

Her parents decided to look at the teachers. Tecna followed their example.

"I think you should sit down, then," said the Professor Avalon with a sigh.

She found a place between her friends and her family as they all sat back down, facing her teachers head front.

The thought of the weirdness of the situation crossed her mind briefly. She never expected to share a meal with her teachers, let alone have her friends and parents be there too.

"You know that, in order to earn your Enchantix, you must make a big sacrifice."

Tecna gave a slight nod, unsure of where they were going with that.

She knew that. She studied the subject like no one else. Even Musa had not gone so deep into transformations, too busy writing music or trying to find a way to earn her Charmix. Or talking about Riven.

"Do you know what you did ?"

She automatically shook her head, then froze.

She didn't remember. Or she did. Everything was blurry.

"I… I… was fighting the Trix. And… Stormy she tried to attack us and… I…"

She remembered her father smiling. Then there was Stormy for a split of a second, before something bright appeared. There was darkness, and immense pain after that. No images, only sensations and sounds. She vaguely knew some people had talked around her.

"She was targeting you and your father," nodded Miss Griselda. "Only problem is, instead of letting the both of you take the shock and suffer great pain, you took his place and received an amount of electricity no one should be able to survive to. Not even a Fairy of Technology."

Tecna didn't react. She stayed speechless for a lot of time, letting everything register in her mind.

"You died," said her dad with a crack in his voice. "You died in my arms, and I couldn't do anything. Your friends tried to help but nothing seemed to work… You entire body was burnt and you- and then you… you transformed."

"I earned my Enchantix ?" Asked Tecna with a little voice.

Her father simply shook his head.

"You woke up for a second, and started breathing again !"

"Then you fainted once again," told Musa gravely.

"But at least we knew you were alright !" Sighed her dad.

"But if I'm alright, why are you all acting like… I'm not ?"

Once again, everyone around her seemed to be hesitant to look at her in the eyes.

"Earning your Enchantix doesn't just mean you gain some accessory, like the Charmix," started Miss Faragonda. "I suppose we should show you."

Her eyes went to Stella, who winced but quickly stood up.

"You should remain seated, it is always quite a shock. But your case is a bit more… extreme, than usual."

A lump formed in her throat.

She turned her chair to face Stella and the wall. The blonde nodded once again, her eyes going from the Headmistress to the empty space in front of her. She moved her right hand, almost lazily, but the spell worked.

A mirror appeared.

Tecna froze, her eyes widening. She suddenly understood why they removed the mirror in the shared bedroom.

She recognized herself, yet she didn't completely.

Her hair was now curly. Not as much as Stormy, but she had well-defined curls on her head, instead of her straight, normal hair. It had also gotten whiter ; a pale rose, with some completely colourless streaks. It looked more like a bob now, instead of the clean and even haircut she asked for every year.

Her eyes had turned to pink too. The same shade as her hair.

Her skin was normal, except for the white streaks going up and down her body, randomly crossing each other, going in every direction her body could offer. They were almost invisible, and her face was mostly untouched, but it still scared her.

Slowly, she stood up, walking closer to the mirror until she could touch it.

"As you see, your body was able to heal from the shock, but even your new powers could not cure the shock your body had gone through."

She looked at her Headmistress through the reflection.

"Will I ever go back to normal ?"

The old professor shook her head.

"I'm afraid I cannot give you an answer, Tecna. It has been a long time since I've seen a Fairy go through enough trouble to earn her Enchantix. Let alone have her appearance changed so much."

"You're beautiful though, maybe even more than before," interrupted Stella.

Bloom and Musa shot her an angry look, but the Princess of Solaria simply shrugged.

"I'm saying what everybody's thinking," she muttered.

"Yes, well as that may be, I think Tecna needs some rest for now," intimated her father as he started making his way towards his daughter.

"No," she answered, turning around to face her dad. "I've rested long enough, and there's no time anymore. We cannot keep hiding, we need to get back Alfea. It's only a matter of time before the Trix find we're back on Domino, and attack us."

"Tecna," interrupted her mother, "you've been through a lot, especially just now. Are you sure it is not just the adrenaline talking ?"

The pink haired girl nodded, her curls bouncing around her head.

"I am positive, mom. We need to get back to our priority, and get the situation back under control. We're fugitives right now, and need to prove our innocence. We need to save the other students, and stop all of this before it gets worse."

Everyone went quiet, before Miss Faragonda stood up.

"You spoke well, young Fairy," she nodded. "We need to act quickly. Miss Griffin has successfully reached me, and informed me that Alfea is now on a locked down. Our students are nowhere to be seen on the security footages, and I worry something terrible is going to happen. We need to put an end to it now."

"How did Miss Griffin contact you ?" Asked Layla, her brows furrowed.

"A little trick from old times," winked the Headmistress.

The Princess of Andros nodded, but didn't seem satisfied.

"I say we start to attack now. I'll explain the plan a bit later on, but it is time to act."

"We'll help," said Magnethia. "This is non-negotiable."

"We'll help too," said Chatta. "And we won't take no for an answer."

The Headmistress smiled.

"I expected no less."

Bloom slowly stood up, and Miss Faragonda's eyes fell onto her. The smile on her lips faltered a bit.

There was a strange glint shining in her eyes.

"We'll need all the help available."

Bloom gazed back confidently, lips pursed, and nodded.