Fearwood's Wolves

Bloom's walking to Daphne's classroom when she realizes just in time someone else is coming around the same corner - she steps to the side just in time for Helia to not walk straight into her. He's also covered in vines and leaves she recognizes from Calavera Island, some grabbing vines she saw and made sure to avoid stepping on. "Helia, what happened to you?"

She snaps her fingers and all the plant pieces come out of his hair and off his clothes, and he sighs and says "Thanks, Bloom. As for what happened, I don't have a gentle enough touch for Flora's new plant in the greenhouse."

That sigh sounded like it came all the way from his toes, and Bloom says "You know, I may not be much for date advice, but I do know how to listen - and read people. What else happened?"

"I don't know. I wish I did know, honestly. Flora asked me to water her new vines from Calavera Island, I tried to but they wouldn't let me. Kept avoiding the water and Green Tea Extract she told me to spray on them. They picked me up, Flora rescued me, then somehow it seems I let her down or something."

Bloom raises an eyebrow, and asks "What? That's not like Flora. Not at all. The taking in a new plant like Roxy takes in strays, yes. The 'you let me down' part, no."

"I know, but…she just snapped."

He honestly looks miserable, and Bloom says "Well, I'm sure she's eating herself up with guilt over it. Go talk to her, maybe not right now, but talk to her. The Flora I know wouldn't really mean it, Helia. I've lived in the same room with her for three years, so I'd like to say I know what I'm talking about."

Helia gives her a wan smile, and says "Thanks, Bloom. Really. Maybe I'll give her some time to cool off though. Like, after the next mission."

Bloom shrugs and says "My advice, don't wait too long, Helia. I was emotionally torturing myself for two years, I'm the foremost expert on 'waiting too long' - I don't recommend it."

"Well, I've got to meet the rest of the guys, you have a meeting in Daphne's classroom."

"So I heard. See you later."

Twenty minutes later, they're off to Fearwood - a village in Canada somewhere - to look for a totem that has the Silver Spear built into it. It's a good thing Bloom spent a few hours looking at a globe during her time on Earth when they learned Tir Nan Og was near Ireland.

When they finally get to the right patch of forest in Canada, Stella has long since changed the girls' outfits into parkas - including Bloom's, so she'd blend in.

They find the entire town is in one big rush to get inside - no matter where, from the looks of it - and Bloom says "I'm betting it's something to do with the werewolves the place is known for. I don't know anything about werewolves, but the ones back home are gigantic." She looks at a picture of a large wolf on its back legs and with a hunch in its back reminiscent of a human body and adds "Though, the ones back home usually stay on four legs."

One guy stops long enough to tell them that some people supposedly turn into werewolves at night, so nobody wants to go around after the sun sets - and that should include them - and then he quickly heads into what appears to be a business and locks the door. As soon as the street is empty, Eldora arrives to tell them something - while wearing an outfit that would've been perfect on Calavera Island, but is far too thin and open for snowy Canada - and is immediately so cold she can't remember what.

Bloom politely asks "Anything to do with the Legendarium World? Like how the Fantasy Emerald was in there?"

Eldora nods her head, and quickly disappears in a burst of her magic. One other woman tells them that the totem is supposed to be in a clearing outside of the village - then hurriedly shuts the door and waves goodbye to them.

They're just on the outskirts of town, Flora going nonstop about how she can't believe she made Helia feel like he did anything wrong back in the greenhouse, when Loki's voice worriedly sounds in Bloom's head.

Bloom, I know I'm by no means an expert on all of Midgard's creatures, but I'm fairly certain that wolves are not supposed to be walking on their back legs anywhere. And they're in town, and have cornered your friends.

Bloom stops dead in her tracks, biting back a response, and says "Girls, you go on ahead. I've got to go back to town. Selina's telling us another story, it seems."

I'll go save their skins, follow the howling.

They all nod and get out their own wands, and Bloom teleports up onto the nearest roof and takes off running.

The guys are surrounded by about five werewolves, having gone back to town after a search of the forest proved fruitless except for Riven nearly scaring them half to death, and they all nervously get their weapons out.

There's suddenly another howling, and Helia mutters "Riven, I swear…"

"Not me, guys! Wait, what the heck kind of wolf is that?!"

They all look where he's pointing to see a jet-black wolf come out of the shadows - in the direction of the howling, no less - and bare bright white fangs that look like they're either made of snow or glowing white. It looks straight at the boys with glowing green eyes, and just when they think they're done for it nods at them.

Thoren incredulously asks "Did that thing just…nod at us?"

Sky mutely nods his head, thinking back to the summer break where he met Bloom's brothers - that couldn't be Loki, could it?

The wolf lifts its head up to the sky and lets out another howl, making all the werewolves look at it. Another howl, and they all turn away from the boys and surround the certifiably dead beast - one rushes the wolf but it nimbly dodges out of the way, jumping gracefully out of the deadly circle and away from the Specialists.

The wolf practically dances around the werewolves, leading them into nearly knocking themselves out on car sides, lamp posts, and electrical poles and baiting them with a fresh howl after every failed attack - and Timmy's noticed something odd about the wolf, it isn't leaving any prints in the snow. He whispers to Sky "Sky, tell me your seeing a black wolf as well. Because if so, it must be a ghost wolf or something - I'm not seeing any normal wolf prints here."

"You, uh, you remember what Bloom said about her brothers?"

"Yeah, but…oh."

Thoren asks "What about them?"

"Well, they're Norse gods. Thor and Loki. And, Loki's got black hair and green eyes - exactly like that wolf."

"You're kidding, there's no way that's - HOLY CRAP, THAT WEREWOLF WENT RIGHT THROUGH IT!"

It's true, one werewolf got lucky and caught the wolf right on the side - and went right through it full speed into the side of a car. Unfortunately, Thoren's shout drew the other werewolves' attention right back to them, and they forget about the nonexistent wolf in favor of prey that's corporeal.

The wolf stares at them like they're morons, and then shakes its head and says "And it was going so well to. Well, all illusions get discovered eventually." The wolf disappears and is replaced by a man with jet black hair and equally dark leather armor with green accents, Sky was right then.

"Loki, good to see you. Bloom wouldn't happen to be on the way, would she? Because I'm guessing you're not actually here."

"Yes and yes. I can't set foot on Midgard without one Dr. Steven Strange sucking me down into a never-ending fall. And the chances of Bloom being there to go get me are slim at best."

There's a sudden roar from atop one roof, and all the werewolves scatter like mice faced with a large cat. When they look up, Bloom's standing on the roof with her hands cupped to her mouth and her sword in hand. She jumps down to the ground and nearly crushes Sky in a hug until he frantically pats her back as a sign that he needs air. She releases him, then says "Thanks for keeping them alive, Brother."

Loki grins and says "My pleasure, this is the most fun I've had all day. And, who are they?"

When they look where Loki's pointing, there's a group of people standing in the street - and they turn into more werewolves. Bloom simply says "Damn." and puts her sword away - she's not hurting a bunch of innocent people Selina's using to get rid of them.

Bloom does some fast thinking, then calls out "Helia, Flora's incredibly sorry about the incident in the greenhouse. Guilt's eating away at her so much that there's not much left in her. I'd kiss her and forget about it already."

"Okay, good to know, but…"

He trails off when Bloom cups her hands to her mouth and lets out an incredibly realistic wolf howl and takes off running down the street.

All the guys stare at her like she's crazy, and Loki mutters "She'd better have some kind of plan. She's always had a tendency for hotheadedness. Learned to think up a plan, but often as not she just improvises as she goes - and I'm sure right now she's improvising." He disappears, likely to either make a new illusion by Bloom or to simply start questioning her plan or lack thereof.

Bloom's running through town, seriously planning on running all the way to the clearing with this ever-growing pack of werewolves on her wings.

Bloom, what are you doing?!

"I'm getting them to the spear! If it can break the curse, then getting them to it has to help!"

Three more leap into her path, but she just jumps onto a car in a line of parallel parked vehicles and runs over three of them, howling all the while to keep the wolves interested in her.

This is madness, Bloom.

"No, its magic!"

Daphne's face appears in an orange bubble, and she worriedly asks "Bloom, what's going on over there?"

"Tell me you all have found the spear!"

"We just got into the clearing, but it's not here!"

"It's in the Legendarium World! Get the Spear!"

A good thirty minutes later, she sprints into the clearing full of leaves, minor cuts from tree branches, and with at least a hundred werewolves on her trail - there were practically crawling out of the alleys and shadows as she ran through the town. And the forest was a maze of trees, tree roots, and bushes - she was above the ground and swinging from branches more than running at times.

Just as she runs into the clearing and sees Daphne standing there pacing, the rest of the Winx appear with a seven-foot-tall totem. It lets out a wave of magic, and the wolves all turn back into seriously confused villagers - good thing to, because even Bloom has her limit when it comes to running and she has just about reached it.

She falls to her hands and knees, fighting for breath - she'd be fine if she hadn't had to keep howling so the wolves would stay interested! - and Daphne changes back and kneels beside her little sister. "Bloom, are you alright?!"

"I've run faster…and longer than…that on Pyros…" In truth, she pushed herself full force the whole way - there was a pack of wolves on her tail, after all - and didn't stop or even risk a quick glance. She had no intention of tripping - what a stupid way to die after all she's been through, torn to pieces by wolves she was leading to a clearing because she tripped on a tree root.

Daphne clearly isn't convinced by Bloom's out-of-breath attempt at reassuring her, and says "Right, where you were connected to the planet - providing you with an infinite source of energy to draw from."

"Got one…of those…"

"Bloom, that was about twelve miles you ran with a pack of werewolves on your heels. Full sprint, I'm assuming. Even you should be exhausted by now."

AN: Yes, I really did have Bloom do something that funny - because why not? I, for one, was laughing the whole time while writing it! And yes, as I'm still writing this story - it's just taking longer with school stuff. Sorry. Just in case anybody's wondering - I'm changing up Infinity War. A lot. The Reality Stone is gone, therefore making the Snap impossible and ticking Thanos off automatically. As for how many werewolves were following Bloom, I can seriously imagine Selina yanking out as many as she could from the Legendarium in an attempt to get her killed - sorry, didn't work. Anyway, enjoy! More chapters are coming out - I just have this incredibly interesting habit of getting hit with an idea out of nowhere like Bloom threw it at me like her knife and I want to see if it pans out or not. Not abandoning any stories I've posted, I just like to make sure what I post will actually have an end - think of it as a 'common courtesy' kind of thing.