Random Winx Idea

By: FunahoMisaki

(A/N: I own nothing and this just popped into my head at random…don't ask me why. AU OOC Bashing and femslash all possible and likely.)

She pulled the knife from her chest and smiled.

"Was that supposed to hurt?" One of the others fainted behind her but she didn't turn to look. She just kept staring at the gaping and pale would be crooks, and wondered how this day had gone downhill so fast.

It had started roughly twenty minutes ago.

"Roxy. Selina. Stay with them." Bloom said her eyes never moving away from the scene in front of her as she spoke to the other two who were raised on earth.

The Winx had decided to go to a small café in Magix earlier with their youngest member to help her study and relax before a test and Selina had tagged along because she needed help with her potions test at Cloud Tower too. They hadn't been expecting a group of four with what looked like earth guns and knives to hold up the café soon after they arrived.

"Bloom what are you about to do?" Roxy asked glancing up at the older girl alarmed.

"How do we keep getting into these situations?" Selina asked sighing but moving to keep Layla and Musa from following Bloom who was about to stand up.

"Eleven years of friendship and I still don't know. Want to see what kind of trouble we can get into?" Bloom asked although there was a small smirk on her lips as she glanced at Roxy who sighed and put her head in her hands.

"Oh god, we're going to die, aren't we?" Roxy asked causing Selina to try and pinch her nose shut before she let out an entirely inappropriate snort of amusement.

"It's a Tuesday, I know how to restrain myself." Bloom said with a small grin towards her friend who gave her a flat look.

"You absolutely do not." Roxy said earning a snicker from Selina and a few small smiles from the rest of the Winx.

"Bloom these aren't like the usual baddies we fight. These are men with guns and knives and…" Stella trailed off when ono of them looked at her.

"Well murder wasn't on today's agenda." Bloom said sighing as she stood up, not bothering to keep her voice down and instead drawing all of the would be robbers attention to her.

"It's not on anyone's! We just want the money!" The closest robber, one holding a knife, said paling slightly at that.

"No, it's on mine, just not until next Thursday." Bloom corrected causing Selina to face-palm behind her.

"Murder's on your agenda? Oh…Oh shit! Guys it's the leader of that group of fighters from Alfea!" The closest man said recognizing Bloom and looking horrified at the sight of her.

"What's the infamous Winx Club leader doing here? With the rest of the club it seems!" The one man holding a gun said as the entire group began to converge on Bloom and her table while Roxy and Selina kept the other girls from moving closer. They trusted Bloom to know what she was doing, or at least they hoped she knew what she was doing.

"We were just coming here to relax and get ready for some tests. You obviously recognize us but I don't recognize you, nor really care who you are. You mind just putting those down before someone gets hurt?" Bloom asked motioning to the knives and gun with an eyebrow raised.

"Why you!" Another man with a knife snarled as he lunged forward and stabbed his knife into her chest, knocking her back against the table as more than a few people screamed. Stella loudest of them all but Musa was a close second.

Bloom laid there on the table with wide eyes and a knife in her chest for a moment, her face the very picture of shocked horror…before she chuckled a bit.

Standing up straight again Bloom gave a smile as she pulled the knife out of her chest without any sign of pain, or damage to herself. In fact if it weren't for the rip in the front of her shirt and the small bloodstains near that rip, you'd never know she had been injured.

"Was that supposed to hurt?" Bloom asked calmly as she flicked the knife in between her fingers with ease, flinging a bit of blood off of it and causing the blood to land on her face and then on a robber nearby.

"What…" The robbers all backed up a step looking horrified and shocked silly causing Bloom to give a low deep chuckle again as she eyed them. The knife kept spinning over and between her fingers with expert ease as she took a step forward.

Before anyone could keep track of what she was doing, Bloom slammed the hilt of the knife into one man's wrist and grabbed the knife he dropped. Spinning around another attack, she slashed the stolen knives in a blur of steel and the third man fell to the floor.

She didn't stop there though, Bloom threw one knife at a man to her left and pinned him to the wall by his hand which had him screaming in pain. Then with the knife in her hand that had been in her chest, Bloom lit the knife on fire and slashed it at the gunman who was holding the gun pointed at her in a shaky hand. There was a small wave of flames from the blade of the knife that cut through the barrel of the gun and then through the mans arm, causing him to collapse in shock.

The last two men who she had gotten the knives from moved as if to jump her from behind but Roxy slammed shoulder first into one, and Selina jumped on the back of the other and put him in a headlock.

"Well. That was our fun for today." Bloom said casually wiping her hands off on her pants as she dropped the knife so that the fire extinguished before moving back to her seat.

"Huh. I thought for sure that Flora would have been the one to faint." Bloom said blinking when she noticed who had fainted. Turns out it had been two of the girls, not just one.

"Well…Stella and Layla are less used to blood and all than we are. You okay though Bloom?" Roxy asked kicking one man until his was out cold before looking at her red haired friend, eyeing the blood stained part of her shirt.

"Oh I'm fine. The knife just surprised me more than anything. Didn't even hurt." Bloom said with a grin and earning a snort from Selina.

The green haired girls words seemed to echo in the dead silent café as she knocked out the man pinned to the wall so that he finally stopped screaming.

"B. I have seen you get hit by a car and walk away unbothered. Not much can hurt you."