Chapter 13

Between the loud tearful scream a loud bellowing of laughter pierced the room. Darkar getting a true kick out of these new events. Yes he was going to lose his newly appointed witch, but the price was an eternal conflict of painful emotions for that boy. It was a trade Darkar was willing to make, to cause that type of pain was truly a special thing to witness.

Layla had regained her senses only to witness Alan stopping Diaspro from killing her. Though to do it required him to impale her with his sword. The realization of what he had done sunk in long enough for his scream of true pain to lash into her heart. Trying to stand to help him if it was even possible now.

Bloom was in disbelief, Alan actually willing to kill Diaspro to save Layla. The thought alone romantic yet at the same time provided an ironic sick twist of events. Bloom cutting her eyes to Darkar finding his laughter less than welcomed.

Alan had heard Diaspro's faint words, his heart felt torn in half. His best friend laying in his arms, a fatal blow dealt by his own hands. "Diaspro come on wake up, you can't die on me. Please." Crystal tears leaked down Alan's cheek, softly to form a pool on the floor.

Diaspro was limp, almost like a doll in Alan's arms. Her skin growing cold, the grasp of death beckoning to take her away from the pain.

Layla moving to Alan's side softly put a hand on his shoulder, "Alan we must go, we can't wait any longer."

The truth was there even if Alan didn't wish to admit it. "I. I know." Turning to face Layla, the tears now dried to his cheek. "How are we going to leave?"

Darkar had heard there plans to leave, this intrigued him. "Yes how do you three expect to leave, what if I don't let you. What will you do then?" Darkar enjoying the torment he caused these group of friends.

Bloom snapped, "It won't be just the three of us, it will be the ten of us!" Bloom raising up the small ring of Solaria, Stella's staff appearing.

The pixies quickly rushing to their friends side already ready to go.

Darkar growled, "Oh no you don't!" Darkar moving toward the group in quite a hurry, only to step on the bag of magic seeds.

Without any warning a small sliver of ice slammed into the bag the introduction of magic would cause them to grow.

This would of course entangle Darkar slowing his progress down as he growled loudly, "Who dares!"

Bloom had witnessed the small ice shard cutting a glance to see Icey standing off to the side. Wondering why she had done that, however no time to find out. "Let's go guys!" Bloom struggling to summon up her winx, using the Solarian rod as a focal point. The group teleported from the grounds of Shadow Haunt only to be dropped in the quad outside of Alfea.

Alan groaned being dropped onto his back, Diaspro falling onto him. Eyes trying to adjust to the light, "Where are we?" Shifting now to lift Diaspro into his arms, looking around still a little dizzy.

Layla was droppd onto her stomach groaning as she looked around, seeing the pixies by them. Alan's words gathering her attention ,"I think we are home?"

Bloom would appear holding Stella's Solarian Rod. Looking left to right, "We are home! Were back in Alfea!"

The little pixies would flutter up, one could easily read they were happy to be here. The warm sun basting against all of them.

Alan shook his head, "I need to get to a doctor!" The realization that Diaspro was dieing or had died was setting in quickly with Alan.

"What is going on?" The voice of Head Mistress Faragonda would interupt the group. Witnessing the limp Diaspro in Alan's arms made her change her mind. "Explain later." The head mistress clapping her hands together the group dissapearing into what appeared to be a hospital of sorts.

Several doctors and nurses would rush to Alan seeing the limp girl, removing her quickly. A stretcher used to move her into the hospital itself. Alan trying to follow, only to be stopped by a doctor. ".. I.." Alan's head lowering as he stood there, stained blood both his and Diaspro's was over his uniform.

Layla was shocked by Faragonda even more suprised by the use of her magic seeing them all appear in the hospital. Watching as Diaspro was rushed away, seeing Alan forced to lag behind. Head lowered in what she thought was disgrace. Moving over to his side, she put her arms around his waiste, resting her head on his shoulder. "Thank you for saving me." It may have not mattered but she felt she needed to say it.

Alan was forced on an emotional roller coaster one he would have loved to get off of. Hands wrapping about his waiste, head tilting a little to see Layla offering him some comfort. Then her words of thank you for saving her. Those special words played in his head, having saved her, but willing to kill a friend. "You are welcome Layla. I would have done it again if I had to." Hands softly placing over Layla's giving her fingers a soft squeeze. Now would come the hardest part the waiting, was Diaspro dead or would the doctors come in saying she was okay. The waiting alone would build a tension unimaginable.

Inside of Shadow Haunt Darkar had finally freed himself, red energy flowing off of him. To say he was anrgy was an understatement. "You little witch! How dare you betray me!"

Icey slanted her eyes, arms crossed watching as the dark lord fumed with anger. No a scratch of fear on her face. "So what."

Stormy smirked, "Yeah Darkar you lost them."

Darcy shook her head, "Yeah you can't blame us weak witches when you failed to handle those pesky fairies all alone."

Darkar was still enraged yet at the same time a sinister grin crossed his face. "You little ungrateful, backstabbing, waiste of life witches." His right hand balling up the energy beginning to burn the air in front of him. "How I do love working with you three. Never a suprise, guaranteed to do what is in your best interest. Fair enough. We will see where this will lead us."

The three witches simply smirked seeing their point had been made and Darkar was forced to realize these three were going to be backstabbers and power hungry no matter what would happen. That was something he could count on every time. Something that perhaps later he could use to his advantage.

Inside of the hospital no one had come out with any information, it had already been several hours. All of the guys and girls were here. Even Faragonda was resting in one of the chairs watching the surgery door entrance.

Alan had not sat down, still standing where they had taken her from him. Hands still resting on Laylas. Wondering why she was willing to stand with him so long, though appreciating the gesture far more than she would ever know. Piff had made a comfortable place on Layla's shoulder and was sound asleep.

Bloom and Skye were sitting in a chair watching Alan and Layla concern on their faces for their friends.

Musa and Riven were leaning on a wall, faint grumbling heard from Riven about his levi bike. This was only answered by an elbow from Musa into his gut. A somewhat be quiet mentioned between them.

Stella was sitting in a chair playing with her ring, almost like a nervous tick. Feeling Brandon wrap his arms about her shoulers rubbing them. Soft words of it will be alright passed from him to her.

Timmy and Tecna had been discussing to themselves probabilities of survival be it grim, it was the only thing keeping them somewhat distracted from the seriousness of what had happened.

Helia and Flora resting against one another, falling asleep during the wait.

The sudden opening of the hospital door however brought everyone to look in the direction. The doctor simply speaking softly, "Mr. Chambers."

Alan slowly breaking away from Layla, his hand brushing along hers as he parted ways moving to the doctor who brought him away from the group.

Layla watching with deep concern for Alan in this crucial moment of his life. Everyone of course waiting for the answers the doctor was ready to share, would they be what all wanted to hear or would tears be shed for a great loss?