Hahahaha.
I had 6 pages ready. 6 freakin' pages. And everything was deleted.
Life is just SO funny hahahahahaHA
It's not like I started giving my EVERYTHING in the dialogues and all haHAhaHaHa !
So anyway, now that the anger has subdued, let's get on with the chapter !
Aleynaaa : Yes like honestly I was surprised to see the professor run from his own students like what lmao. And the fast that they believed they could take down a professor after… a year of learning how to control their powers and had just started defensive lessons like… Anyway and yeah I didn't want to make it too obvious, but honestly if not him, who would they be going to lmao ? So yeah, sparxshipping stuff will start to appear… well, right now ^^
Winx4Ever : How… are you so early ? Every time I'm like : "Okay when is she… She did !" (I'm just assuming you're a girl)
Melting Love : Thank you ! Changes are going to slowly appear now.
Saramus92 : Yes I feel like Layla can resort to this but… Ooh, drama incoming XD
Heato-Kun : Eh oui les choses se corsent. Tout entre en collision. Et ça devient très compliqué à gérer mdr. Mais honnêtement c'est le but de cette fic donc… Ah et quand j'ai lu ton message, ça m'a fait grave plaisir (je venais juste de voir la fin de Stranger Things 3 et comment dire… Ah bah je pleurais quoi XD)
VampireNinja1706 : Ahah yeah ! And it was about time he got in on the story, it's supposed to be Sparxshipping after all XD
Whatever what people might think, Bloom wasn't stupid.
She noticed the lingering stares and dark glares headed her way every time Professor Avalon came to see her personally, or the way her friends eyes followed her and inspected her when she got back to their dorms.
She knew something was wrong with her health. But she couldn't bring herself to care, because that would probably mean stopping her sessions with her teacher, and she was now so close to discovering something that she didn't even want to imagine telling him they should stop.
She also knew that some students thought she was more than a student to their professor. In all sincerity, that's what the red head liked to think too. Especially when she was lying in bed, trying to find a nice thought to fall asleep with. But she wasn't stupid, and perfectly knew that he was only helping her because of his kind nature. He would do the same thing for anyone else.
What sometimes bothered her was the fact that none of the Winx really stood up for her. Of course, they had done a lot for her already, but she felt abandoned now. Layla was a constant source of stress in her life, and some part of her just wished she would go back to taking home lessons on her perfect little planet.
As she laid on her back outside of Alfea, in one part of the forest surrounding the school, she couldn't help but think that the only person that was really there for her was her professor.
When she needed help, he answered. He never judged or doubted her. He saw her worth and potential, and made her feel approved. As if she could become a great fairy someday, even though she only learned about the Magical Dimension a year ago.
A shadow blocked the sun, and she smiled as she recognized the long dark hair and white clothes.
'I hope I didn't take too long ?'
She wished to believe he was somehow teasing her, but that would be indulging her fantasies. Still, she stood up as fast as she could, and nodded eagerly with a big smile on her lips.
'Well then, let's go,' he said as he turned away.
She silently followed, looking to the ground to try and hide how happy she felt at the mere sight of him. He seemed oblivious most of the time, but she really wondered if some part of him knew she had some feelings towards him.
He didn't speak to her on the way. Words weren't needed, anyway.
They entered Alfea, and found themselves in his office a few minutes later.
He made his way towards his desk, while she stayed by the door to look at the wooden table in the middle of the room. Except for a few purple orbs, there was nothing on it, and she guessed she would have to lay on it for today's session.
Slowly, her feet took her to it, while her professor got rid of his jacket.
'Professor ?'
He hummed, and she saw him lightly nod but he didn't turn back to face her, instead he chose to focus on retrieving the wand he kept in his desk.
'Why were you late today ?'
Her tone wasn't accusatory. She was genuinely surprised, as he was always on time. He never missed a single class, and was a strict teacher. Even for their sessions, he always seemed to be there earlier than needed.
'Ah, well, I had a little of a… hm, problem, with your friends,' he said as he kept his back to her.
'My friends ?'
'Yes. Tecna, Stella, Musa… and Layla. They are your friends, or am I mistaken ?'
'N-no ! They… are. But what kind of problem did you have with them ?'
He gave a little laugh, and turned around.
'Well, they seemed to believe I was some kind of winged monster, and would bring doom to everyone.'
He took the wand in his right hand, and with a swift movement of his wrist, the orbs started glowing and positioning themselves above the table. The first time, Bloom had been amazed and, even if she'd seen him do it a dozen of times now, she was still impressed.
But this time her eyes did not follow the orbs. They stayed on her professor, and his gaze found hers.
'It has been settled. It is good to know that they would act, instead of just talk. But they were mistaken, and if they had succeeded… they would have had to pay expensive consequences.'
'What do yo-Did they try to…'
'Lie on the table, please,' he said with a gentle smile on his lips.
She complied immediately, and let him move the orbs so they would stay… where they had to stay. She honestly did not understand everything that he did, and decided that if it worked, it was good enough for her.
'When did they attempt to-'
Her head had automatically rose, and he used his left hand to push against her forehead, and keep her still while he started working his magic on her.
'Last night. Now, focus please.'
She frowned, not satisfied with his answer, but he was right. As always.
She closed her eyes, and after hearing his incantation, she felt herself drift away as the weight of her body disappeared. It felt as though she was flying for a moment, and when she felt that familiar pull in her mind, she let go of her thoughts.
Her eyes opened on their own, and she found herself in a grey fog, as usual. She looked around, but this time she couldn't see anything. The first times, obviously, she had been afraid. Now, she simple started going straight ahead of her.
It was weird : she was flying, but could feel herself walk. She tried to forget the weird sensation, and to concentrate a little bit more on what was around her. Still, the fog seemed to be denser than ever, and was wondering if this would be one of those sessions where nothing happened and she had to go back to her room without any result.
She started humming the lullaby of her mother, as she turned around to see if anything appeared. After all, she'd never tried something like that before.
The fog started to disappear. She smiled, but suddenly had to close her eyes as a big light appeared above her and blinded her. It took her a second to blink away the confusion, before she was hit by a wave of blue and gold. As though she was flying in the sky, but she felt her body lying down.
For a second, she tensed, unsure of what was happening.
She heard a voice. A woman's voice, for sure, but she couldn't understand the words. The all-tongue spell wouldn't work in her memories, but she was certain those were nice words. The warmth she felt through the tone of the voice made her relax.
A sad smile made its way on her lips when the person started singing the lullaby, and realized that this person might be her mother. Tears built up in her eyes, and she almost mistook the sobs she heard for hers.
Almost, because as she tried to calm down to hear the voice a little better, she realized that the person singing to her was crying. Her mother was crying.
Bloom opened her mouth to say something, but a wave of red and orange hit her, replacing the calm colors she was surrounded with. Panic took over, and she felt her pulse quicken, before she tried to scream and transform.
Of course, it didn't work.
Screechy laughs surrounded her, and it took her only a few seconds to realize who they belonged to. She heard a gasp, before another voice came in. There were a few words exchanged as both of the women starting to yell at each other before an explosion clouded everything, and turned the fog to black.
She coughed by reflex, feeling her throat burning up even though she didn't inhale anything. Slowly, the sounds of a battle reached her ears, before a baby started screaming, and she started panicking all over again.
Colors kept changing, from grey to red to brown, and she couldn't keep up with what was happening. Her head started pounding like crazy. Her eyes couldn't focus on anything anymore.
So she ran the other way.
At first, she didn't really have a clear direction. She just tried to escape the sounds she could hear, and hoped it would be enough. Or that her professor would understand that something was wrong, and would bring her back.
'Bloom.'
She stopped.
More words followed, but she couldn't understand.
But this time she was certain, it was her sister talking.
She looked back, to see a clear image of her sister's face, as she must've been cradling her baby body. She saw a tear roll down her cheek, as the past version of herself started to do some noises, before the nymph extended her arms and suddenly, smoke took over.
She couldn't see anything but fire around her, but she knew she would be safe.
Calming down, she noticed the purple lightnings in the distance, menacing. She simply smiled and made her way towards them. This would be her exit, as scary as it was.
She casted a last glance at her memory, and saw a fireman come into view. A happy smile graced her lips, before turning away and finally getting out of her mind.
Usually, she had to force herself to breath back air in. This time however, she had to take everything in at once, as if her body had died for a moment.
She somehow noticed that the orbs fell at once, but she was more focused on pushing herself on her side, before a hand on her waist stopped her. It took her a moment, but she eventually realized that her professor was preventing her from falling from the desk.
Gently, she let him bring her back, and she sat up.
'What happened ?' He asked, concerned.
She shook her head, smiling once again as she looked at him.
'I'm alright, it's just a lot to take in at once.'
Then she turned around and got off her desk at once, finding stability almost right away, and walked to the door slowly.
'You're sure you don't need help ?'
'I'm sure professor. I just… need to sleep right now.'
She didn't see him, but knew him enough by now to be sure he nodded.
'After dinner, I'll tell you what I saw.'
'Of course.'
When she opened the door to exit, she still casted a little glance at her professor.
He had turned around and was busy placing his wand on the table, his face unreadable. She kept in a sigh of content at the simple sight of him, before closing the door and making her way towards her dorm.
The door slammed shut behind him, and he slowly made his way into the apartment, staring at every girl personally before entering the kitchen, while they simply watched, unsure of how to proceed next.
'It's about Bloom,' started Stella.
'It's always about Bloom,' he drawled out sarcastically.
The blonde breathed in, obviously ready to answer, but nothing ever came out. Her shoulders slumped, and she crossed her arms, lowering her head. He was right, after all.
He didn't act smug for it though. Instead he just took the fifth mug, the only one in the kitchen and made his way back towards them, making them all tense at once.
'But I have to wonder what happened for you all to be here,' he said as he pointedly looked at the Andros Princess.
She narrowed her eyes at him, but didn't comment. Instead, Tecna took the lead.
'You are the only person with enough knowledge about dark magic to help us,' she blurted out.
It was blunt, and Musa almost snorted at the stillness of the wizard. Of course, fairies were known to be quite gentle creatures, so this must've been a first. Especially since he must not have had a lot of interaction with them.
'And why would you want to know more about dark magic ?' He asked, obviously mocking her choice of words.
It didn't affect the pink haired girl though.
'We think one of our professors is using some kind of spell on Bloom.'
His eyebrows shot up, and the corners of his lips went down as he nodded. Obviously, he did not expect such an answer, but a few seconds later he recovered and a smirk was plastered on his lips as he gestured for them to sit down.
'Well, I doubt your dear Headmistress would allow such a thing.'
Musa and Stella carefully picked up the steaming mugs from the table, sharing a glance before trying it out at the same time under the amused eyes of the wizard. They both had to stop themselves from having any kind of reaction, but when they looked back at each other they could agree : this was the best tea they ever drank.
Immediately they felt more relaxed, and assessed the situation with a clearer head while Tecna was still talking.
'Yes, but we recently got into a… hm, bit of a predicament concerning this professor, and we're not sure she would believe us.'
He nodded and blinked, before he drank from his own mug.
'But,' added Musa,' we're sure something is wrong with him. Or at least his necklace.'
'Yes, Flora touched it and suddenly she was… infected with dark magic or something,' finished the blonde.
The wizard tilted his head, a little bit more interested in their story.
'Really ? The flower fairy ?'
'Yes,' nodded Tecna. 'We left her asleep in our dorm because she couldn't handle it, but her whole behavior had changed !'
'It was like… facing a twisted version of her,' agreed Layla.
He nodded.
'But why is Bloom involved in all of this ?'
Tecna took a deep breath in, and started telling him everything.
'Ah Flora, you're up,' noticed Bloom as she opened the dorm door.
Said fairy did not even turn around, too focused on some magazine to seemingly register her friend's words.
'Flora ?'
'Bloom ?'
Turning around, she met the eyes of Mirta, who looked unsure of what to do.
As if she wasn't in her own dorm.
'What're you doing here ?' She asked, a little bit harsher than what she meant.
'Leave her be,' said the brown-haired girl.
Surprised, Bloom blinked, her eyes darting between the two, before huffing and making her way back into her own room. With a little push of her magic, she made the door slam shut without even touching it, and hoped it would show just how angry she was.
Maybe push her friend to come back and talk it out with her, like she always did when there was a fight.
But time passed, and she had to realize that it simply wouldn't happen today. She had to take it on herself.
She sighed, but made her way back into the living room, to find it empty.
She blinked, and some part of her felt like it was ripped in two. She ignored that feeling, and simply lied back down on her bed, forgetting to take off her shoes. She simply stared at something in front of her, and fell asleep with dark thoughts clouding her mind.
Flora didn't feel well. At all.
At first, she enjoyed the bravery and boldness that came with the dark energy. But now, her true personality was coming back, and she couldn't help but wince every time she spoke her mind too bluntly.
Mirta was a victim of her behavior, but didn't seem to be hurt at all by it. The red head even took the flower fairy to her own bedroom, to let her slowly get her senses back without too much distractions.
Just like Layla, it was just big enough for the fairy. But it was light colored, and a lot of photos were plastered on the walls. The desk had a lot of papers on it, probably from more than one class, and she noticed a few designs.
'Well, where did you think I got those cool clothes ?' Laughed off the red head.
Flora only nodded, impressed and showing it.
Then she sat on the bed, and did pretty much nothing as Mirta organized herself.
She watched with falcon's eyes her every move, before being too bored and leaning back against the wall, a little sigh escaping from her lips.
Some of her dormmates entered the room to ask or give the fairy something. Amaryl seemed much more friendly to this red head, and had a little hesitation when she saw the flower fairy before ignoring her.
Kimmy, a blonde and another Linphean fairy who aimed to take Professor Palladium cursus once her third year completed, also came in to give back some witch books. Being a healer seemed to be her vocation, and she already worked hard, but she wished to know a little more about the way witches approached this art. Mirta was very impressed and glad she had such a friend, who was opened to learn about what she called the "dark arts".
The blonde ended up leaving after giving a little cactus to Mirta, and waved a shy goodbye at Flora. The brown-haired girl nodded, then let her eyes drift to the red head's new plant.
'She gives me those, sometimes. It's supposed to bring luck, I suppose,' she explained when she noticed the intense staring of her friend. 'I have a good collection of those, and I really love to see them bloom.'
Flora nodded. Of course she noticed the five cactus who all had different colors on her nightstand.
'Yes, we only give those to very good friends. They all have very good qualities to them.'
Fortunately, talking about flowers made her calmer, and she started explaining how every plant could be used, and what effect they could have on one's mind.
Soon, she this dark feeling inside her vanished, and her true self was finally back. Albeit with a little more energy than what she was used to, but it didn't bother her.
It was just in time before Amaryl opened the door again, this time pouting, and reluctantly let Stella in.
'Flora… We may need you now,' she said in a hush, looking at Mirta with an apologetic smile.
The red head nodded with a little smile, and turned to stare at her friend.
'I'm coming !' Said the flower fairy, as she immediately stood up.
She thanked the ex-witch, happy of how things turned out, and exited the room.
On the way, she noticed the blonde sent her a few weird looks, but she answered with a bright smile and joyfully returned to their own dorm. Opening the door, her smile got even bigger at the sight of someone else than her friends in their living room.
'Hi Valtor !'
It took the three other girls a moment to register that it was indeed their friend who just greeted the villain this way, before casting a worried glance at the blonde whose eyes had also widened.
'Hello,' he simply answered with a smile.
'How are you ?'
'I'm fine, how about you ?'
'I'm feel perfectly fine ! It's a beautiful day outside, right ?'
'Indeed it is.'
'I have to take care of my plants, I'll be back in a bit !'
She disappeared in her room, and the door closed slowly as Stella also let herself in.
The four girls had trouble processing what just happening in front of them, while the wizard took his surroundings in.
Stella casted a worried glance at her friends, distraught by her friend's behavior. Valtor caught it, and he laughed.
'The negative energy is getting out of your friend's system, don't fret.'
They slowly nodded, before Tecna cleared her throat.
'Maybe you could… examine her, or something ?'
He turned his head to hers, and they tensed. His face didn't give anything away.
Then, he burst out laughing.
Musa clenched her teeth, and Layla looked away, clenching her fists. Stella simply crossed her arms, impatient, while Tecna kept a straight face.
'I'm sorry,' he said as he calmed himself down. 'But no. Your friend has been infected by something powerful, but even I can't tell where or from who it comes from.'
'So we brought you here for nothing ?' Asked Layla, worry taking over her.
He rolled his eyes.
'Not exactly, Princess. If I remember correctly, I am here to see what is happening with your friend Bloom, isn't that right ? I can't tell you much about the flower fairy because she has already got rid of too much of the magic.'
Layla huffed, and looked outside, obviously unnerved by the whole situation.
'Now, if I could see the girl in question ?'
Tecna nodded towards the door Flora had went through a few minutes earlier, and Stella immediately walked towards it, checking if her friend was still asleep.
Unfortunately, that was not the case. Instead, she found Flora laughing and conversing happily with the red head, whose big smile made the heard of Stella melt. It had been so long since she smiled in their presence, and for the simple fact that she saw her friends.
But, if Flora kept smiling when she noticed her friend, Bloom definitely got mad.
'You !' She said accusingly.
Stella blinked, and froze.
'Care to explain what you tried to do to Professor Avalon last night ?'
The girls in the living room tensed, while Stella bit her lower lip and stole a glance towards them, making Bloom aware of their presence too.
Upset beyond words, she stood up from her bed and pushed the blonde backwards, asking for answers blindly, until her eyes met the golden ones of the wizard.
Her world faltered for a moment, and Stella had to catch her friend before she fell backwards.
'What's he doing here ?'
She almost transformed, but something prevented it.
The looks she got from her friends were full of worry, and it only fueled her anger.
'Hello to you too.'
He was talking calmly, and she couldn't take it.
'Is this some kind of sick joke ?'
She almost spat the sentence, taking a step back as she shrugged the blonde off.
'Bloom, listen, there is something wrong with you an-'
'Wrong with me ? You bring a criminal in our freaking dorm but I'm the problematic one ?!'
'You don't understand there's so-'
'I don't care if I don't un-I don't even want to understand !'
'Bloom please !'
'Just tell me what the f-'
'Enough.'
A dark wave of energy hit the room, and no one heard the little shriek the flower fairy let out.
Bloom stood her ground, and narrowed her eyes at the wizard, but didn't voice her complaints. None of the fairies dared to, not when he looked so serious.
'I see what you were talking about,' he finally said as he took a step towards the fairy.
Her back hit the door before she could try to get away, and the wizard was able to put his hands on her shoulders, locking his eyes on hers.
She felt his magic coursing through her veins, and for a moment she wondered why he was doing it again. The feeling was strange, but that was it. When he gave her his powers, and she eventually had to ask him to take them back because they influenced her, it wasn't painful.
It was like electricity going through you. She could feel it move around, and her muscles somewhat answered to it as they flexed on their own. Her pulse quickened too, as if her body realized it was not meant to be there and wanted it gone.
So she stared back at the wizard, trying to show her anger as much as possible, when something in her stomach went wrong.
She screamed when it traveled through her backbone, and eventually extended to her entire body. Her muscles were all flexing at the same time, and by reflex she took hold of the wrists of the wizard. They were the closest thing to her, and she needed to grip onto something.
Something snapped in her, and he was the only thing keeping her up as she bent forward and kept on screaming, hot tears rolling down her cheeks. She started to push the villain away on instinct, knowing he was the source of all this pain. She didn't care if he saw how powerless she was against him, she just wanted to be free of this torture.
He stopped the spell a few seconds later, but kept his hands on her shoulders as she slowly regained balance. She stared at his chest, who rose up as fast as hers. She registered in some part of her mind that it meant it had been hard on him too.
Maybe she noticed the way he seemed to lean on her, but it quickly disappeared and she put it on her delirious mind.
What she knew was real, was the strange and dark thing slithering inside her. It almost made her gag, but she had some dignity left.
She wondered how she couldn't have felt it sooner.
Valtor's magic had been so obvious to her. She knew how it felt, and how to reach it when she needed it, or simply wanted to experience what dark magic was. Of course, she was very bad at controlling it, and only called on it when she needed a little bit more power.
Which never happened. Winning against Icy had been pure luck.
But this power was hiding inside her. Waiting for its moment. Eating her energy to grow.
She met the golden eyes in front of her, and saw the same confusion she felt reflect in them. His eyebrows were furrowed, and he looked at her as if she was a mystery to be solved.
'Get off me please,' she asked.
Unlike before, there wasn't a single part of her that was angry. Instead, she just sounded tired.
He nodded, and slowly let go of her. Stella took over, while the wizard simply made his way to the table to rely on it.
Bloom fell on her bottom, her friend accompanying her, and they hugged.
There would be no more fighting for today. She just wanted her friends back.
'It is strange, to say the least,' finally said the wizard.
'Can you tell us more than that ?' Asked Layla.
He nodded.
'As you said, there is a very negative aura around your friend. It's invading her magical core and actively tries to take over her true magical traits.'
'What does that mean ?'
He sighed, and looked to the ground as he tried to come up with an answer to Musa's question.
'It's like a disease or an infection. It's making her sick.'
'But why would someone make her sick ?' Worriedly asked Stella.
'A lot of reasons. She does have the power of the Dragon Flame.'
They stared in silence at Bloom, whose breathing was still hectic.
'Why would our Professor do that to her ?'
This time, the red head seem to wake up from her daze, and cast a glare at Layla.
'You said your friend saw something when she touched his necklace ? Maybe we can ask her directly ?'
Stella slowly moved Bloom to the couch, while Layla opened the door to seek Flora out.
But all they heard was the frightened gasp the fluids fairy let out, before she ran into the room. The two other girls immediately followed, while the wizard slowly walked up to the door, somehow stopped by an invisible wall.
'What's happening ?' Asked Stella, not leaving her best friend's side.
Layla crouched down to Flora's shivering form on the ground, and tried to wake her up.
'Let me,' said Tecna as she let her hands roam above her friend's body.
'Well ?' Ended up pressing the music fairy.
'The… nothing,' she sighed with wide eyes. 'There is literally nothing on-'
'Let me,' said the wizard, almost mocking the pink haired girl's words.
But they didn't pick it up. They wanted answers, not a fight.
Just as he did with Bloom, he took the fairy by her shoulders, and focused for a few seconds before standing back up and stepping away from them.
'I believe I am the cause of this.'
'You ?'
Layla was immediately ready to call on her powers, but Valtor put his hand in the air while rolling his eyes at her.
'Yes, I only meant to affect Bloom. I did not realize she'd been so badly affected by the necklace she touched.'
'But is she going to be okay ?' Asked Musa.
He nodded.
'You'll have to see how she is doing by tomorrow. She will be very weak for a few days, but shouldn't feel any more consequences. It's only dark magic after all. Her body can process it, but she's not used to it.'
'But why was Bloom still standing while Flora is on the ground ?!'
Layla seemed only seconds away from transforming now. Her magic was pulsing around her.
On the other side, Valtor stood up and slowly turned to face her.
This time, a cold shiver ran through Musa and Tecna's spine, when they saw the anger written on his face.
'Because, Princess, your flower friend had to absorb a phenomenal quantity of dark magic at once,' he explained, his eyes suddenly darkening. 'Moreover, she is a nature fairy, with a gentle and purity written in her blood. It goes against everything she is. Her body had to adapt very quickly, and if the magic she has encountered is as dark as what is inside Bloom, I believe you are all bloody lucky to see her breathing at all.'
His eyes roamed over the fairy's face, as she suddenly backed down and let her arms rest at her sides. Her magic disappeared, and the tension disappeared from the room.
'And let's not forget that, if I understood correctly, Bloom has been gradually exposed to this magic. You can see the state she is in now.'
Layla bit her lip, and nodded.
Tecna and Musa used their magic to move Flora on her bed, while the wizard left the room to go back to the two other fairies. Being in a teenager's room felt a little bit too weird to him.
Soon, five fairies were in the living room, weirded out by this entire situation, and very afraid about their friend's health conditions.
'Now Bloom, I'm going to have to ask you who exactly is doing this to you, and how ?'
'I don't know ! I didn't even feel this thing inside me before…'
The girls exchanged a look, while the wizard sighed.
'So you have no idea how he was able to do this to you ?'
'I mean I know when he did that !' She huffed. 'I have sessions with him, to help recover my memories about my past… I'm unconscious and locked in my mind, so I don't really feel anything.'
'What do you mean, in your mind ?' He asked, confused.
She blinked, surprised that someone as old and with so much knowledge would be confused at what she just explained.
'Well he… Just makes me reach my subconscious,' she said, lightly shaking her head and shrugging at the same time.
Mirroring her from seconds ago, he blinked, but then narrowed his eyes.
'How, exactly, does he do that ?'
She looked at Stella for support, who nodded her head, a little encouraging smile on her lips and her eyebrows up.
Fidgeting with the hem of her skirt, she looked to the ground, or more so Valtor's boots, and started talking.
'Well, he either makes me sit or lie down, and uses his wand, and sometimes those magical orbs to make me reach my subconscious. Then he just says some kind of spell, and I'm in my mind. I either come back by myself, or he makes me if it's taking too long.'
He narrowed his eyes, before starting pacing in the living room under the concerned eyes of the girls.
'Your subconscious cannot be reached that easily. Not with a simple incantation, some flying orbs or a wand. You need to be spiritually ready, and it takes weeks, even months to reach such a state.'
'But I see things ! Right this morning I had this memory about-'
'You may see things, and you may remember some parts of your past, but that does not mean it is thanks to him. That does not even mean it is real. Your mind could've created such a vision, because you believed so much in the gibberish he told you about.'
'Now don't you disrespect him ! He's been helping me uncover my origins, and is always supporting me ! I don't understand why he, of all people, would be the bad guy !'
'Because mean people aren't always as straightforward as me, or the witches you fought last year.'
He had guessed the fairies were only used to obvious villains, and as such had a hard time to picture someone important in their lives, someone supporting them, being the bad guy. Of course, he'd been right, and he could just how far that belief would end up killing them.
'This man is simply using your naïveté to its own ends. Putting on a good façade isn't hard, Bloom. It's actually quite easy to play with young and innocent minds.'
She shook her head, and put it in her hands.
'But he's been teaching us all so well. Third year fairies say that his lessons are far better than the one they had last year !' Protested Musa.
'And why wouldn't he ?' Asked the wizard in return. 'I would probably put on the same act. Make you believe I'm helping you, but making sure you don't know enough to best me.'
They stayed quiet, before Stella's stomach growled, and they realized the late hour.
Bloom stood up, remembering one thing as the dark thing inside of her started to get agitated.
'I have to see Professor Avalon tonight !' She gasped. 'We have to… talk, or something.'
'But do you feel like you can go ?' Asked Layla, grimacing.
'I… want to be sure,' nodded Bloom. 'And we're just talking, nothing's going to happen.'
I'm stopping here tonight lovelies.
So, a lot happened, I hope it's not too cliché or anything but I had no idea how to do it any other way. So I really hope you like it, and if you have anything to say about what I wrote, please comment ^^