Wow, after a month without posting anything, I'm back on track and posting every week.

I'm so glad to see you all keep commenting and seeing new people following this story.

Thank you everyone.

Heato-Kun :

- Bah en vrai, à part Layla et Bloom, les autres Winx ont littéralement donné leur vies pour d'autres personnes donc c'est un peu ça l'Enchantix… (mon enfance est devenue beaucoup plus sombre tout d'un coup XD)

- Ah parce que tu penses que Valtor n'a pas de costard ? En vrai, ça doit être une sacré fashion victim.

- Calmes ! Ils sont dans un motel XD j'pense pas que ces gens y viennent souvent

- Oh bah de toute façon ils les ont fait combattre une armée alors qu'elles n'avaient pas terminé leur première année, je pense qu'ils s'en foutent un peu de leurs techniques d'apprentissages mdr

Winx4Ever : thank you ^^

Aleynaaa : yes, slowly but surely, here comes Sparxshipping (finally lmao)

At first the Winx all tried to avoid their teachers, at any cost. May it be by going in town or simply trapping themselves in the bathroom for hours on end, it didn't matter. It also let the professors rest, so they worked with that excuse if any of them were ever caught.

Bloom had to stop Valtor from entering their room the first two days. It seemed he was impatient to confront Miss Faragonda, but the red head wasn't ready to face anyone yet, especially not her professors with him by her side. The third day, he didn't show up, as she had pleaded, saying she needed time. To convince her teachers or herself, she didn't tell.

Mitzy, however, did show herself.

Bloom had felt something dark lurking around the parking lot. She did not think twice about it, too worried that her teachers might see the Wizard. She almost ran outside, ready to stop the man, when instead she stumbled into an old acquintance.

Both girls had stared at each other for a few seconds, before the dark haired girl had frowned, as if offended by the red head's presence.

'What are you doing here ? Back again from that mysterious school of yours ?'

Looking around, Bloom didn't see a trace of the person she was looking for. She furrowed her eyebrows, turning around for a second to make sure he wasn't trying to play any tricks on her, but was quickly interrupted by an annoyed Mitzy.

'Are you hearing voices now ?' She smirked, though the emotion did not quite reach her eyes. 'Or are you back here without your parents knowing ?'

Bloom turned back to Mitzy, her own anger rising at the simple sight of the girl.

"How is that any of your business anyway ?'

Before going to Alfea, she did not dare stand up to the other girl, or not totally. She may have talked back once or twice, but that was it. Mitzy always seemed so superior, that she never even thought it could be worse it. She preferred to keep a low profile, and let the insults slide. Then she would tell herself it was the best course of action, that between the two, she was the mature one.

Never mind those excuses, Bloom could now look at herself in the mirror and accept it had all been an excuse. She was just scared of the other girl, of what her popularity might do to her, of how far Mitzy would go if she was ever really angry.

Usually, she would've kept on walking straight, her head low as she stared at the ground.

Now, however, she was Bloom, Princess of Domino, the Fairy of the Dragon Flame. She defeated one of the Trix by herself during the Battle. She was currently one of the few who saw past the illusion at Alfea, and one of the only person standing against the Shadow Phoenix.

'Well you know, I would hate for you to be in trouble,' she winked.

A smile made its way on Bloom's lips, as she narrowed her eyes.

'You would love for me to be in trouble Mitzy. Why don't you cut the crap and tell me something new.'

The dark haired girl blinked, a little surprised, and out of the corner of her eyes, Bloom noticed her fists were clenching slowly.

'Who do you think you are now ?'

She took a threatening step towards the red head. The latter didn't even flinch as she kept staring in her eyes, daring Mitzy to do anything more than that. Rightfully so, because it took a few seconds for the girl to realize Bloom would be moved by that kind of action.

'You were nothing back then, and you're nothing now,' started Mitzy, slowly walking up to the red head. 'You've always been strange, and no one ever liked you. Even your so-called friend Selina preferred to stay away from you !'

That stung. Bloom's confident form wavered a bit.

'Not that it isn't your business… but it isn't. Why don't you go do as you planned, and leave me alone for once ?'

She was trying to stay polite, she really was, but it was hard.

The anger she suppressed for years was coming back at once. This time, she knew she had the upper-hand. She could stand up for herself, because she was strong. But controlling herself when she barely knew how to cope with everything happening to Alfea and her professors, was not an easy task.

It was not something she even wished to do.

'Oh boo-hoo, you want me to leave you alone ? Maybe someone should call for your parents to get you out of here ?'

Rolling her eyes, Bloom felt her own fists clench.

'You're done ?'

'I'm not even started,' spit out Mitzy, closing the distance between the two of them in powerful strides.

Bloom didn't move. She did not even register the blow until after she felt her right cheek burning.

'You think you're better than everyone, don't you ? Well here's a reality check for you, you can thank me later !'

The red head looked at the fist approaching her stomach at a dangerous speed, before shaking her head as the person before her fell to the ground, unconscious.

Bloom sighed, bringing a hand to her cheek to massage it. With the other one, she took her phone, ready to call for help when a man got out of a room near them. He didn't look at her, but did run towards Mitzy, taking her by her shoulders and checking for a pulse.

'What happened ?' He asked, as if terrified.

'I don't know, I found her like this ?'

'Like th-oh no, what did you do this time ?'

He wasn't talking to her, and Bloom felt extremely awkward seeing this stranger caring for the most disgusting human being she'd ever met. Except for the Trix, of course.

'This is our room, can you help me lift her ?'

The red head nodded, and followed him without a word, holding Mitzy by her feet.

As the man started leading them, she took the time to really look at him.

Full of muscles, a well-defined jaw, brown haired, blue eyed, he also had some freckles around his nose. He seemed nice, when she looked at him caring for her past nemesis. It was something she never knew could happen with Mitzy's friends. They were always so full of themselves when she saw them.

To be honest, she did not even try to get to know them. She hated them because they hung out with Mitzy, that was all she needed to know about them.

Eventually, they reached the bed, and delicately put the dark haired girl on the mattress.

'Thank you,' he sighed.

She nodded, and got out of the room as soon as she could, forgetting all about the dark aura she felt earlier.

Three days were long when your entire world had been turned upside-down, and someone had stolen your identity. It was also enough to restore most of your power, and when Miss Faragonda decided she had enough of the girls' antics, she simply waved her hand and forced all of her students, who had gone to bed a lot earlier than usual, to stand in front of her.

She released her magical hold on them quickly, however her gaze didn't falter when Stella started accusing her of using her magic for bad reasons. She stayed calm, watching the younger Fairy spit everything she wanted to say out until she was out of breath.

That meant the Solarian Princess wouldn't be able to interrupt her, as she often did.

'We need to know what happened girls, and we need to come back to Alfea before the situation gets worse.'

The girls reluctantly nodded, except Stella who crossed her arms.

'What do you want to know first ?' Asked Tecna.

'Everything.'

And so started the explanation of "everything".

How Layla picked up the strong dark energy on Bloom, how the Headmistress clone didn't want to hear anything, how the teachers suddenly turned on them, how they ran for their life with Miss Griselda, how they ended up on Domino and finally, how Musa was kidnapped by the Trix.

'I agree this is a very dire situation girls. You handled it all very well, and I must say that I am proud of you' said Miss Faragonda with a gentle smile on her face. However, the Winx were not fooled by it. They saw in her eyes that she still has her worries. 'But I also have to ask you how, and why you found yourself with a criminal like… Valtor.'

The way she said his name made Bloom bit her lip. She really wanted to tell them the truth, but it was evident that once it was out, she would be in trouble. Of course, she knew that, but she expected some of the teaching staff to be by her side.

She feared what justice might do to her, if someone ever found out about what she did, but she tried not to care. She'd forced herself to ignore the danger. However, her teachers would not. They knew they had to report to the Magic Council. They wouldn't stand by like her friends did, until he made a wrong move and they were forced to stop him.

Miss Faragonda had fought him. Because of this Wizard, she lost dear friends, and her childhood. He was a reminder of everything she thought she left behind.

There was a conflict inside her. One part of her forbid her to ever tell anyone about what happened in Omega and to find some lie. Another part of her wanted to tell the truth, convinced she would feel better even if she had to pay for what she did. The rest of her was just terrified of the consequences of both actions.

She felt a nudge in her side. Layla was looking at her with a raised eyebrow.

Bloom felt no particular pression from the Winx. They seemed ready to go with whatever she would say. It made her heart warm.

She took a deep breath in, and told her secret.

'I… was the one to go to him first.'

Miss Griselda shook her head in disbelief, while the three other teachers looked at her with polite curiosity.

'I… I didn't get out of Omega by myself.'

The rest of her words got stuck in her throat, and the red head looked helplessly at her Headmistress, desperate to see something shining in her eyes that wouldn't be hatred or disappointment. Instead, she got worse : there was nothing.

Miss Faragonda's blue eyes were attentive, but there was nothing more to it.

Taking a deep breath, Bloom forced herself to keep going.

'I was attacked by criminals, and they forced me to run into some tunnels. Then I was hunted by some flying snakes, but I had no idea what to do so I… I just freed him. I was hoping he could help me or be a good bait.'

Something changed in her professors' eyes, as if they finally understood that she didn't mean what she did.

'But you still are in contact with him ?' Slowly asked the Headmistress.

Bloom nodded.

'When you refused to give me answers about my past I… I only knew one other person who could tell me what I wanted to know.'

'And he accepted ?'

Again, she nodded.

'I am sure you have a bargain with him now ?'

Bloom bit her lip.

'I knew it,' huffed Miss Griselda before standing up. 'How could you be so naïve ? What did he ask you ? Information ? Loyalty ? Your power ?'

This time she was able to shake her head.

'You can tell us now, Bloom,' reassured Miss Faragonda, a clear warning in her eyes when she looked at her old friend. 'Whatever it is, we can help you. You had to free him in order to survive, and even if your silence could be a charge against, know that the Council is more than ready to forgive you if you help us trap him again.'

The red head looked at her professor, unsure of what to say.

On one hand, she really wanted to be free of Valtor. After all, knowing him put her and her friends in danger. Getting rid of him would be a good thing, but it would also mean that she got rid of the last person of Domino, and the last person that had helped her in finding her parents.

He had a lead, even if he had found such information because he was looking for his own quest.

She would say what mattered most. No use in revealing that she accepted his help in finding her parents, in stopping his attacks or to offer him immunity if she ever brought her people back to life.

'He asked me to get rid of the Three Ancestral Witches.'

It felt like dropping a bomb.

Miss Faragonda sat up straighter, while Miss Griselda suddenly stopped moving to stare at her while the three men frowned.

'What do you mean ?'

Bloom took a deep breath in.

'He's convinced they're not dead, and he doesn't seem too happy about that. He asked for my help to get rid of them.'

'That doesn't seem logical,' intervened Professor Avalon. 'If I remember correctly, they're something akin to his mothers ?'

'I wouldn't put it past him to wanting to get rid of those horrid Witches,' shrugged Professor Wizgiz.

'We should get back to the matter at hand, if Valtor isn't going to strike for now,' cut in Palladium.

'What ?' Exclaimed Miss Griselda. 'We cannot oversee this, we need to take care of him while we still can !'

'And what about our students,' asked the blonde teacher, a daring eyebrow raised. 'Surely you don't think they're doing alright as we speak, while the school has been taken over by the forces of evil ?'

'He's right,' sighed Miss Faragonda. 'As much as it pains me to admit it, we need to focus on getting our students, and if possible our school, back. We cannot stay on Earth eternally, someone is going to find us eventually.'

'And what do you propose exactly ?' Asked Professor Wizgiz, a bit too enthusiastic for the rest of the group.

'Something very simple, but before that, girls, how many of you have your Charmix ?'

Hesitantly, all but Tecna rose their hands up in the air.

'Well, this is good,' sighed the Professor Wizgiz, obviously relieved.

The other teachers nodded.

'Very good indeed,' nodded Professor Avalon. 'But I didn't expect less from Alfea Fairies.'

'That means we can take action right now,' said Miss Faragonda. 'We, and all of Alfea, need your help Winx.'

'What about us ?' Intervened Chatta. 'You're going to leave us here, alone ?'

The Headmistress smiled.

'Of course not, we'll need to find you somewhere to stay so the Shadow Phoenix doesn't find you.'

This made the Zenith Fairy think.

'But where ?' Asked Lockette, playing with her hands. 'He'll find us on Magix. Earth is the only place he isn't familiar with.'

'That is why I want to ask Tecna if she thinks we can put you in her apartment, for the time being.'

The pink haired girl nodded immediately.

'Of course.'

'Pardon me but this will put her family in danger,' cut in Musa. 'Why not leave them in Bloom's house ? Lord Darkar hasn't shown up yet.'

'But the Trix know where they live,' answered the Headmistress with a slight shake of her head. 'And Zenith is extremely advanced in repelling magic. This is the only place I can think about where Lord Darkar and his pawns will have trouble looking in.'

'I agreed, anyway. My family won't oppose to it, either. We won't be gone for long, after all.'

'You know what they almost did to my parents,' cried out Bloom, standing up. 'Maybe they'll find out, and while we'll be busy elsewhere, you won't have time to help them.'

'My family is very capable,' countered Tecna. 'They'll be able to fight back the Trix, or at least escape them.'

'Then it has been decided then,' nodded Professor Palladium. 'We'll prepare for what Miss Faragonda has in mind. You take care of the Pixies.'

Stella stood up, following Tecna while all the Pixies flew closer.

There was nothing they needed to bring with them, so Stella simply made her sceptre appear, and teleported them all away.

It didn't take long for the pink haired girl to explain the situation to her parents, who accepted almost immediately. Stella smiled, rising her sceptre when the lights went out.

'You still have electricity problems ?' She asked, illuminating the hole room.

'No, that hasn't happened in years,' answered the mother.

'The other buildings are fine,' noticed Tecna, the closer one to the big windows.

Three figures appeared in front of the window, and she had just enough time to dodge before it froze and exploded.

'Good evening Tecna,' smiled Icy.

You know what ? I know where I all want this to go, but I feel like I'll have to rewrite this entire 'Book II' as I called it. I feel like it's all over the place, with easy solutions. I'm actually not that proud of it.

I'll try to make it better in the next chapters.