AU. After Bloom and Valtor's final showdown, the redhead girl hadn't found herself with her friends or even in the arms of Prince Sky? Bloom had no idea where she was or who she was, but she was greeted by several unfamiliar people who are quite thrilled, but yet very curious about her. Bloom faces a huge problem of her own—she has lost all of her memories. But two people who are apparently very closely related to her, tries to help her regain her memories back and adjust to her life once again.
I really wanted to write a time-traveling fic in a different way, in which Bloom gets sent back in time—in her parents days and also including a certain someone. This take place during Season 3 of Winx. Valtor is about around the same age as Oritel and Marion and their friends, perhaps a few years older. Ohhh this definitely a forbidden romance between Valtor and Bloom! Another Sparxshipping story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Winx Club, this is written for pure entertainment!
Disoriented Memories
Chapter One: "Lost in Time?"
An unbearable throbbing sensation hit her like intense tidal waves crashing onto the rocky shores. It wasn't that, it was just as if she'd had awakened from a long deep slumber (one that felt like all eternity). God. She hated this feeling. The young girl could feel her stomach twist and turn—feeling utterly nauseous almost wanting to vomit in her very spot.
"Is she alright Headmistress Faragonda?" a concerned voice asked that had obviously belonged to a woman's.
Soft voices faded in and out as the young girl tried to process in what they were saying and also her surroundings.
An older voice, but also a female's, had responded in a kind and gentle tone. "I believe that she is, but I cannot fully say for sure that the girl is alright until she's awake."
"But how is this even possible? The girl doesn't even exist until fifteen years later from now? The girl is my son's daughter—my grandchild." A deeper voice uttered, that belonged to a man's, highly concerned about the well being of the young girl who was resting in the infirmary.
"From her memories that we'd seen, it's highly clear that this dark wizard Valtor was trying to kill her, he even nearly succeeded in doing so. Bloom is even lucky to be alive and somehow from all what had happened to her. And I daresay, there had been a fluke in his plans that sent the girl back into the past. King Hyperion and Queen Leilani, I urge you to think of the girl who happens to be your future granddaughter. So what are you going to do about her?"
Bloom heard high blurred fretting voices fading in and out.
The fairy could barely understand what they were discussing about in the first place.
The young redhead princess had felt sore and utterly exhausted (perhaps it was from the final showdown between her and Valtor as he indeed threw powerful, painful spells directly at her trying to murder her in the process of achieving his great plans). She couldn't even will her own-self to wake up. Bloom had kept slipping into darkness every time she had tried to force herself to open her eyelids.
But she forced herself to open her eyes, and squinted due to the extreme brightness that welcomed her in the room. The girl groaned, catching the attention of the few adults who were discussing important things in regards to her own wellbeing. She slowly placed a hand on her throbbing head, as Bloom could feel the intense pain pounding her head almost into the next century.
Her visions were slowly clearing up and her blue eyes had instantly widen on seeing many people in the infirmary room as if overlooking her current health. But the problem was: she couldn't recognize these people at all. But a bigger problem was: she couldn't even remember her own name or who she was for that matter?
What was going on?
What had happened to her that made everyone so worried about her?
Why couldn't she be able to remember anything at all?
Bloom had tried to recall her memories so hard, but unfortunately it'd seemed to her own terrible luck as it was, it was beyond her own reach—the more she'd tried to grasp at it, the farther it slipped from her slender fingers.
A kind woman, who appeared to be in her late age, white hair neatly in a bun and sharp blue eyes that flickered with upmost worry. "Why hello my dear child? How are you feeling? I'm not too sure if you recognize me now, but I'm Headmistress Faragonda."
Bloom forced a small smile on her face, trying to ignore her throbbing headache that seemed to be going on endlessly.
"Fine I suppose, but my head is hurting so badly that I feel like my head is about to explode though."
"Well, I would imagine that would happen especially through the ordeal you'd been put through, my child. But may I ask what had happened to you?" Faragonda asked, curiosity laced in her voice.
This made the redhead freeze in her place.
Bloom wasn't entirely sure how she was going to answer that question, as she felt blood rushing to her pale cheeks—quite embarrassed for that matter. Her fingers had gripped the edges of her ruffle jeans skirt, nervously. The redhead fairy averted her gaze, a bit ashamed of herself for not knowing what'd truly happened to her.
"I don't remember. I-I can't even remember who I am or anything at all," Bloom spoke, as tears slid down her pale face. Her voice sounded heartbroken. The fairy hated the fact that she couldn't provided them any kind of valuable information they needed. Bloom broke down into sorrowful sobs. It'd hurt to remember anything at all. It was like. . . there was an empty void in the back of her mind. . . no replay, no memory, no anything. . . just absolute darkness. . .
She felt so afraid, confused, alone, and completely lost.
Bloom hated the feeling of being alone more than anything in the entire universe!
This shocking news had struck the adults like bolts of thunder striking from the clouds within the room, especially the King and Queen of Domino.
Queen Leilani was appalled by the girl's word of horror. She could easily tell that the girl was beyond heartbroken—she was shattered into a million of pieces. The way she was glancing at her or her husband (for being in distress).
Faragonda had easily seen the distress on the young girl's and tried to use her healing magic on Bloom. Her hands were against Bloom's forehead, as the elderly woman summoned her magic, trying to figure out what was wrong with the girl's memories.
She focused all her concentration as Faragonda closed her eyes, feeling such dark clouds surrounding Bloom's inner mind, preventing anything from slipping in or out. A dark aurar hung on Bloom's mind. It wasn't going to be an easy process especially when dealing with memories since it's tricky and way too complex for anyone to be healed from.
"There's a barrier that's preventing her from accessing her memories," the headmistress declared to the king and queen who seemed to be highly disturbed by the news that had been confirmed by Faragonda.
"Do you think she would be able to retain her memories back?" Leilani asked, hope shinning in her dark brown eyes—wondering if her future granddaughter would be able to recall her memories.
The woman closed her eyes and chose her words carefully, not wanting to provide the man and woman before her full hope of the situation. "I can't determine for sure if Bloom would be able too. It's hard to say, she could get her memories back or possibly not at all."
Queen Leilani flinched at those words as the woman hoped it would come to that—she prayed to the Great Dragon that her grandchild would be able to get her memories back as she didn't want Bloom to suffer due to lacking all her memories.
"Why don't I give you three some privacy, meanwhile I'll contact Headmaster Saladin and inform him to bring Oritel here. I'm most certain you want him to be informed of the situation and Griselda will bring Marion here as well, both should know the truth after all. This would be rather difficult to hide from them especially since the girl possess the Dragon Flame as well." Faragonda stepped away, allowing the royal couple to meet their future granddaughter for the first time in their life.
Bloom looked at the regal king and queen who approached her way.
The queen was radiant and young looking with her long brown hair flowing behind her, gently catching the slight breeze within the room. The pale blue royal gown hugged her body, from the waist down it swished about her. A golden crown gleamed under the rays of the sun that streamed into the infirmary room. The woman had a soft, yet worried expression on her face as a small comforting smile appeared on her face.
The king on the other hand, stood tall and proud, wearing a navy robe with a golden crown on his dirty-blond hair. Concern and somewhat anger were flickering in his hazel eyes, glancing at his wife and the girl who sat on the plushy bed, gazing at him with confusion (unable to recognize the man at all).
"Do you think Oritel will understand the situation, my love?" Leilani asked, her husband for his opinion regarding the girl's presence, already knowing her son's stubborn nature, including his temper as well.
Oritel would most likely refuse Bloom's existence, and the brown-haired queen was afraid that her son might hurt the girl unintentionally with his words. But at the same time, the woman hoped it wouldn't come to that. She had a motherly feeling that he wouldn't, but he'd rather be taken by surprise. Hopefully her son would be reasonable and not make this more of an issue than it already was.
"He will Leila and if not I will straighten our son personally." Hyperion told his beloved wife—reassuring her if their son acted so irrationally and stubborn he'll personally will make sure to draw the line whether or not he'd like it.
Leilani had looked softly at her grandchild who seemed to be drawing in her surroundings and grabbed the girl's hand in her own. Something incredible happened upon her mere touch! A strong magical connection had formed between the two women, as the magic over the queen washed over her in complete familiarity. A comforting smile appeared on the queen's face.
Marion was unpacking her things from her suitcases, and neatly organizing it into her closet, until a certain blond-haired fairy came into her dorm screaming over something that must've took in her interest greatly.
"Marion! Something incredible just happened!" the fairy gushed excitedly.
The redhead quirked a brow at her best-friend. "What is it this time, Luna?"
"You're not going to believe it!" Luna tried to suppress her enthusiasm, but the girl was failing at it epically and continued on, "you're not trying to take a guess, Marion?"
The redhead had tried to read the aura on her best-friend's expression, the absolute eagerness in her dark blue eyes, the giggles in her voice, the way she gushed about something in particularly only left Marion with one explanation. Radius had to be somehow involved in a way that Luna was behaving this way. More likely she was fawning at whatever idea Radius had told her, or perhaps he was taking Luna out on a date—somewhere romantically special?
"Is Radius somehow involved?"
A large grin widened on Luna's face. "Of course he is! That's stating the very obvious!"
Marion furrowed her brows at the blond. "But last week didn't you say he was being obnoxiously annoying to you?"
Luna made a face at the redhead and rolled her eyes. "Well I only said he was being dramatic, but anyways, he's invited me and all of you guys to the Solarian Sun Ball! It's going to be ecstatic—and he's going to introduce me to his parents. I have to impress them—oh you've got to help me select which dress to pick Marion!"
She smiled at her best-friend and was genuinely thrilled for Luna.
"I'm so happy for you Luna!" the redhead fairy hugged her.
Luna pulled away from her friend's embrace and looked at her, and decided to question her best-friend's relationship with Oritel who was practically fawning over her or at least that's what she heard from Radius' rambling lately.
"So what about you and Oritel then? I'm most certain that there is something going on between the two of you."
This caused Marion's cheeks to flush a bright shade of pink every time one of her friends questioned her about her own relationship with the prince of her realm.
Prince Oritel, if she had to admit to herself secretly, was a handsome man. His dark brown eyes she'd adored and the way he would speak to her alone in his deep voice, made her feel the luckiest girl in the entire universe, even though he was only talking her. Marion knew him from her early childhood years, but she had refrained on just being friends.
At times, when she found herself being stared by the brunet prince, and it had caused her to stutter in her words, finding herself unable to speak properly in front of Oritel.
And there was a time, where the prince had tossed her a sexy grin her way, causing her to spill her glass cup on her new dress that her mother had bought for her daughter on her seventeenth birthday. It'd been downright embarrassing! Her face had been bright scarlet—completely mortified to seeing the prince rushing to her aid in helping her cleaning up the mess she'd made herself (how mortifying it was at the time).
"Hello! Magix to Marion! Are you there?" Luna snapped her fingers in front of her friend's vividly emerald eyes, who apparently was lost in her own thoughts.
"Uh-" a dazed Marion uttered.
Luna facepalmed her forehead and exclaimed. "Honestly! Marion weren't you hearing a single word I was saying?"
"No not really Luna," the girl admitted.
"I was talking about Oritel's feelings about you! He clearly has deep if not, desirable feelings towards you," the blond-haired fairy pointed out, as she fiddled with the strands of her hair, smiling at her friend.
"But we're just friends Luna you know that," Marion spoke quietly, shying away over the fact of a possibly of her and Oritel growing quite closer to each other, romantically.
Before Luna could say anything to her best-friend, a soft knock was heard on the door as it slightly creaked opened, revealing a girl with dark-brown hair and dark skin colored, and teal eyes. It was no other than Niobe herself, beaming at the two of her friends as the girl walked in Marion's single dorm.
"I was looking for the two of you, especially you Marion," Niobe glanced at the redhead, but something, almost like mischief flickered in her eyes as she approached her two friends, as if she knew a secret that they hadn't know about.
"By the way Marion, Ms. Griselda is looking for you. She told me to fetch you and go to the infirmary for some odd reason."
"Me? But why? And the infirmary too? Do you know what's going on Niobe?" Marion pressed her lips together, confusion filled her green eyes, as if trying to find a connection to all what her friend was telling her about.
Niobe shrugged. "I'm not entirely sure, but I wanted to tell you that oddly enough for some reason, I'd seen Oritel's parents earlier with Headmistress Faragonda. Marion do you know why they're here since you're friendly with Oritel?"
This startled Marion entirely as color drained from her face. Oritel's parents were here with the headmistress and clearly enough as it was, the king and queen had probably wanted something from her since it was most likely a request. . . which was perhaps the most unsettling feeling she'd ever felt in her life. Marion felt as if butterflies were swirling all around in her stomach.
What did they want from her?
She hadn't done anything to the disturb the king and queen of her homeworld!
Or why she was needed in the infirmary too?
It wasn't making any sense at all!
"Why don't you find out Marion, after all, it doesn't have to be something terrible as you imagine it is," Luna elaborated, not looking too concern, but she was rather curious of the situation. Niobe had agreed with the moon fairy.
"You could be right Luna. I might be overreacting," the redhead fairy sighed drastically. There was no other choice, but she had to go and see what the king and queen and the headmistress were requesting from her. "Well then, I'll see you two later."
Marion had left the dorm, as she was walking through the halls of Alfea alone, making her way to the infirmary supposedly where the girl was going to meet the headmistress and royal family. Her thoughts had drifted off to the concern she had earlier—it hadn't lessen much of anxiety at all.
Why her out of all people they wanted to speak with her? Perhaps it was due to her close friendship she had with Oritel? It'd made sense. But what didn't made any sense was why King Hyperion and Queen Leilani were at Alfea, visiting the infirmary. They had no daughter, but an only son who attended Red-Fountain. Their spoiled son, Crown Prince Oritel, who was a few years older than herself, was in his fifth and final year at Red-Fountain.
The question still remains in her head: why?
The redhead fairy had come to a full halt as her emerald eyes had widen in surprise. This is certainly unexpected—she hadn't imagine to see him here at Alfea. It had raised even more questions as it had dwelled in her mind even further.
"Oritel?"
"Marion?"
She noticed that the brown-haired specialist was following the Headmaster Saladin of Red-Fountain, guiding him to Alfea's infirmary. The prince had seemed as confused as she was as well. He'd approached his best-friend the girl knew from his childhood years.
Oritel smiled at her warmheartedly, as he noticed the blood rushing to Marion's pale cheeks as she turned her face away from him. But Oritel for his part, had draped his arm around the redhead's shoulder—bringing her closer to him.
"It's quite a surprise running into you, here today?"
He flashed a crooked smile at her, as his brown eyes radiant with much spark and mysterious depth that lurked deep in his eyes. "So where are you heading off Marion?"
This caused the redhead to glance at his handsome face. She blinked her eyes. Perhaps he hadn't known that she was also required to come to the infirmary as well and swallowed hardly. The girl was facing a nervous breakdown from the inside.
"Well, I'm heading to the same place as you're going I suppose."
Oritel raised a brow at the girl. "Seriously."
"I don't know why your parents want to see me! I'm really nervous Oritel!" Marion exclaimed (much to her paranoia), a little too loudly. Who can blame her? Anyone would be freaking nervous especially if that someone was going to meet the royal family of their own realm.
"Why are you nervous of seeing my parents? You always see them from time to time in the palace. I don't understand that and besides they like you a lot. I don't see why you're always so stressed about it. Maybe they want you to heal someone they know? Has it crossed your mind and since your very gifted in the arts of healing?"
Marion blushed fiercely at Oritel's comment about her magical abilities.
"You're right I suppose. . . but still. . ."
"Don't worry Marion. Everything will probably be fine," Oritel told her reassuringly.
The duo had entered the infirmary room where the elderly headmistress had greeted them with a soft expression as she'd greeted Marion and Oritel. She had guided them inside and the two had sat on the soft sofa chairs across from Faragonda.
"I'm glad that the two of you came here. There's urgent news that needs to be discussed between the two of you," she pushed her small glasses upwards on the bridge of her nose.
"Urgent news? Like what headmistress?" Marion questioned in particular.
Oritel's brown eyes had shifted onto his parents who were with a girl who appeared to be around the same age as him and Marion. She had bright red hair just like Marion with the brightest blue eyes he'd ever seen and pale complexion. Though even from a far distance, he could easily tell that the girl oddly enough (in the most bizarre way possible) looked like a spitting image of Marion—the girl's features were exactly like her.
Did Marion have a long lost sibling?
But Marion only had one sibling, a brother named Alec for that matter, not a sister.
Maybe the unknown girl was a missing sister perhaps?
But wouldn't her parents be involved and not his own parents?
What was going on?
Nothing seemed to be adding up.
His parents were being highly kind to the girl and helping with something in particular—the way his mother had touched the girl's cheeks lovingly like that, just added more confusion to him and Marion. It was a strange behavior his mother did and rarely did she show off such strong emotional affections to a stranger.
Hyperion left his wife with their future granddaughter and approached his son and Marion.
"Your majesty," Marion gave a slight bow to the Dominian king before her.
"No need my child, there's no reason to be formal with me or the queen. You're a family-friend of ours." Hyperion told the girl with a slight smile on his face, though concern was shown in his hazel eyes.
Marion flushed a bright shade of pink and glanced at Oritel if he knew what was going on. It'd seemed to her, the matter of the situation was growing serious.
"Father, what's going on exactly?" Oritel insisted, upon seeing his mother guiding the girl towards him and Marion.
"Well," Leilani pressed her lips together and exchanged hopeful glances between her son, Marion, and Bloom before continuing on, "it's quite a story, rather a very serious one, and it's not a joke at all, Oritel," the brown-haired queen had emphasized to her only son.
"What is it?" Marion asked gently, her vividly green eyes grew rather curious of the girl besides the queen who apparently looked a mirror to own reflection. Who was the girl with them? Did they know her?
Marion's gaze was firmly planted on the girl as if trying to read her aura. She looked somewhat vulnerable and highly curious of her new founded surroundings. Something about her just. . . made Marion feel as if she knew her from somewhere. . . the girl's magic was very powerful almost like the source that rival's Oritel's type of magic.
"This girl, she's from the future, somehow landing in the past timeline in which she hand't existed yet," Hyperion pointed out immediately without having to use so many detours in getting his point across.
"Future? But is that even possible?"
"Yes, I believe I've heard that it's possible and sometimes you can go back in time or into the future," Marion had explained about the theories of time-travel in the simplest of ways but how to travel in the space of time whether into the past or future. She wasn't entirely sure how exactly (or what kind of spell/ritual) is needed in order preform time-traveling.
"But what does this have to with Marion and I?" the burnet Dominian prince asked, raising a brow at his parents for more clarity.
"We're getting to that point Oritel," Faragonda interjected, and the older woman had snapped her fingers, as a golden blinding light flashed in the room, a family tree had appeared but it looked slightly different. "This is the girl's family tree, but pay close attention Oritel to the names that on it."
Oritel and Marion were paying close attention to the girl's family tree, in which looked very, very similar to that of Oritel's family tree without having Marion's name binding with his own and with that, apparently there were two children beneath their own names (in which they hadn't existed yet) that happened to be both daughters.
The redhead's green eyes had widen as she glanced at Oritel who was in much shock as she was. So this is what they had to tell them that was so urgent. The young fairy and specialist had glanced in the queen's direction who's arms was entangled with the girl's. Was that girl before them is their future daughter?
The duo were quite speechless unsure what or how to make out of it or feel about it for that matter. How in the bloody world had their supposedly future daughter ended up in their own timeline?
"Are you trying to suggest that she's our future daughter?" Oritel implied.
"Her name is Bloom and she's your youngest daughter." Leilani smiled warmly.
Author's Note
Oh boy not again! Starting a new story for like the 33rd time! *shakes head* But this is probably gonna be my second major fanfic to write about! I'd never written time-travel like this before nor I had seen something like this in the Winx fandom, so hopefully you'll like it!
Don't wanna lie, but this another attempt at doing a Valtor/Bloom fic but quite differently. Valtor in this time period isn't exactly corrupted (or maybe he is) by the Ancestral Witches! We'll also be seeing much of Oritel and Marion's relationship as well.
Another thing is: I don't know if I'll update soon, due to some things happening in my personal life. My beloved cat had recently passed away and he's only five from cancer so I'm still shaken by his death and tearing up almost every hour or so! I miss him soo much! It's hard to write knowing he's not there with me anymore!
I just wanted to publish this new fic for fresh and new start of the meaning of life! Hopefully by the end of the month I'll update The Magical Child 23 chapter, but can't guarantee which day it would be, so just keep any eye on that!
I hope you had enjoyed this chapter!
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Until Next Time!