(Eraklyon, Sky's point of view)
To the hypno-Sky's delight, the portal that Bloom shoved him through in her rage; dropped him in Eraklyon… To his displeasure, it also landed him face down in a pile Canavarian Bog Worm poo…
His nostrils smelled it coming before he actually hit, and he had been able to at least shield his eyes with his hands… Though not much else… He lay there for a second, his hypno-self not able to think what to do. He finally figured out that he was going to have to get up eventually; so he shoved his arms underneath his body and lifted himself out of the manure. His clothes making a nasty squelching noise as his leather jacket rubbed against his spandex shirt.
The spell had enough sense to make him walk out of the stuff before he went behind a bush and rid himself of his lunch… And after about fifteen minutes he walked out from behind it, still making gagging noises as he stripped off his jacket and shirt and started toward the palace.
The spell tried to force him to go to his mother straight away and report, but his mind gained power over it for a few seconds and he climbed the palace's outer steps to get up to his room. (Something told him the maids would not appreciate Canavarian Bog Worm poo being tracked into the carpets) Once there he went directly to the shower and used enough soap to clean the entire Eraklyonite army with for two weeks; he then slipped into a blue silk shirt and black jeans. His hypno-half decided to go barefoot; so he walked out the door, down the hall and into his mother's throne room.
As soon as the gray haired queen saw him she ushered him up to her and asked the question she'd been holding in for hours now… "Did you break up with her?" She questioned eagerly…
He smiled and looked down at her, since she was sitting; "Yes." Sky replied.
Scariialla let off a high pitch cackle and smiled, "Excellent, I never did like that Bloom. She was not a proper princess, nor can she ever be a high-quality queen, such as I." The queen said sarcastically and let out a dainty sniff. "I am so proud that you're actually with a suitable princess now. One that was raised her entire infancy to be a monarch. It disgusts me how they'll let anyone be a sovereign these days." Scariialla said, in fear that the spell had worn off, so she was using a sort of code that when translated meant: Yes, and now she'll not interfere with my plans… And that other twit isn't fit for you either, that's why she's rotting in jail and'll die in a day at her execution…
He had understood the meaning and just smiled; "Yes mother," Sky said, his voice still shaded by the slightly hypnotized sound…
"And you will be a good King, won't you my little lovely?" Scariialla replied petulantly.
"Of course, I will rule with every part of the evil power you have over the years." Sky countered, still spellbound.
"You are dismissed," said Scariialla, the queen of Eraklyon.
He nodded curtly and moved to, and up, the steps that lead to the royal family's quarters and stopped half-way up the incline to nod once more at his mother, then leave.
"Finally." The queen whispered once she thought she was alone, and slumped back into her throne. "My plan is in action, no one can stop it now. Eraklyon shall rule the universe. And now that Sky has been put under the obedience spell. He will rule with the evil hand I always wanted him to -once I become old and decrepit. I was extremely lucky when that stupid little Layla came along in Sky's Junior year, she was the perfect person to break Bloom's heart, besides, with her execution tomorrow, I can take over her planet easily as long as she's not there… And with Bloom's heart broken like that, she wouldn't have the guts to fight back, nor would she want to be involved with anything Sky is involved with."
Scariialla smiled at her brilliance and looked down at the locket that hung around her neck; it contained a picture of the previous king of Eraklyon; and she still wore it to make it look like she was grieving… The poor man had been killed (or rather, murdered) in Sky's senior year, and the queen now had complete power over Eraklyon. Poor man… She snickered in her mind as she opened it and looked at the picture. But with you gone, I can finally gain what I've always wanted…
She cackled again and whispered; "Little does anyone know that, in a few months, a war shall begin, that will be remembered as the most destructive one in history for thousands of years!" Scariialla grinned at her genius.
"With any luck, Queen Bloom will not interfere. She's the only one that could stop this. But, I've already made sure of that………"
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(Sparx)
"I can't believe this!" Bloom screamed in agony… "It's just so wrong! If I knew of this a few months ago I would've broke it off and pretended it never existed! But now I have no reason to do that, since I'm no longer promised to another man… If I did it, it would cause a war… And I just can't kill something right now, I can't do that!" She forced herself to hold back even further tears and continued to yell at the wall.
"I just don't know what to do anymore…" She sniffed… "Maybe those people are right… Maybe I won't be a good Queen! And maybe I should just give up! But…" She looked at her left hand's middle finger and stared at the ring with the iridescent orange stone placed on it… It meant she was the ruler of Sparx… The ring was her Kingdom Ring, and she was obliged to never take it off or forget the responsibilities that came with it.
She shook her head at her earlier statement and replied to it… "What kind of person would I be then? If I gave up? I really would be a bad Queen, then… Because I would've let down all the people that used to call this place home, and hopefully will, again, one day…" She continued to look at the ring… "I'll prove everyone wrong… And if I have to go through life with a shattered heart… And without love… So be it! If that's what I have to do… Nothing's going to stop me from doing it…
"I'll prove them wrong." She yelled at the wall again… "I'll prove them all wrong! They will all finally realize; how much of a force that Bloom Ambrosius-Regina; is to be reckoned with!" She smiled a real smile for once… One that didn't hurt, and said… "But I swear that I will never have anything to do with Sky or his family, ever again, not unless my realm is in mortal danger."
Unlikely to ever happen, she thought optimistically, and then looked down at the document she had picked up a few minutes ago, again and looked at it once more…
"This Julian Qurald, may be a problem though. I ought to know by now that arranged marriages are hard to break." She smiled, and thought, Well, that ass is at least worth a laugh.. Then continued talking…
"I just guess I'm going to have to go to him and the royal family of Vitalion personally, and break it off." She sat and thought about the details for a second and then went on. "I'll have to make it short and sweet though; I don't want to get emotionally involved." She let out a tiny sigh and continued, "I don't think I could stand another heartbreak. With luck they won't even remember that I'm betrothed to him, or who I am for that matter. Guess I shouldn't have too much hope though… Royals don't usually forget these things, especially if it means money..." I must have one heck of a dowry if I'm a Queen…
She giggled at that but then lost heart again… "Not that I'll ever have much hope again, with my luck they'll probably force me to marry him..."
The fire-haired Queen let out the breath she was holding in and then turned round to face the empty hall way as if it were her death that awaited at the end…
"Might as well get this over with." She whispered, and with that in mind she stomped off to the map room.
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For the person that asked... I have this posted on some of the other Winx sites, but if you don't mind, I'd like you to read it here. The one that is almost complete is horrible, well, it's almost the same, but the spelling sucks and I forgot to use past-tense. So please stick with this one. If you really want to know I'll tell you, but I'll tell you grudgingly... (I hate to feel inferior)
-Winged Rose