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Warning: Mature content, contains torture and other forms of violence. You have been warned.

Dark scars

Chapter 1: Locked away

The sound of water dripping from the stalactites above her was what woke her up. Disoriented and groggy Bloom tried to sit up and look around to see where the hell she was. Because her dorm room definitely didn't have a leaking water problem and enough room for this kind of echo she was hearing.

However the moment she tried to sit up she felt something holding her down with a metallic sound. Panic started to set in as she tried in vain to free herself from the shackles holding her to some sort of stone table. Bloom gave up her work after a few minutes of fruitless tries leaving her with sore wrists and ankles.

At the very least she was able to determine that there was a strap on each of her wrists, ankles and her neck keeping her from any real movement. Though the weirdest thing was the metallic gag in her mouth that didn't even let any air come through, forcing her to breathe through her nose.

Since she wasn't making any progress towards freeing herself from this predicament Bloom decided to use her head trying to figure out how she got to this creepy place.

The last thing she remembered was agreeing to go in this glowing bubble with professor Avalon … who turned out to be Darkar's underling before he knocked her out.

"I guess this should be somewhere in Shadowhaunt then. At least this explains the uncomfortable atmosphere and the weakness of my magic."

Bloom continued to put pieces together as she thought. The shadow virus that she apparently got when fighting the Trix, the perfect timing when he showed up to heal her… Not to mention that being a professor at Alfea was a prime ticket for any information about the codex.

Bloom let out a frustrated moan as she thought about how much they were played.

But any more of her thoughts were interrupted by a cackling laugh she would always remember, causing an annoyed groan to come from her mouth.

"Aww, is our little pixie not happy to see us? Oh, how you are hurting our feelings my dearest Bloom", a voice dripping in sarcasm cooed from her right, no doubt belonging to her least favorite ice witch.

Bloom would have returned a snarky comment if there wasn't a gag keeping her from talking.

"Oh come on, don't say that you don't want to see us Bloom, we even came here with a wonderful present for you.", the grumpy and aggressive voice of Stormy came from her left.

"It is the most wonderful proposal from our master to you.", Bloom could hear an almost purring voice hear from right behind her. Darcy.

Bloom snorted in annoyance when she listened to their words. There was no doubt in her mind that anything capable of making these sisters so giddy and excited could only mean pain and suffering to her, not even mentioning the fact that this proposal came from Lord Darkar, the probably worst man currently alive.

Annoyed from their voices Bloom closed her eyes and ignored the Trix with the best of her abilities. This in turn of course displeased the three sisters. But instead of taking any drastic measures against her they continued to talk in those sickly sweet fake voices until Icy took over and leaned above her and grabbed her chin, pinching it almost painfully before speaking up.

"Well, since our little miss goody-goody here doesn't want to have a nice talk with us I will just have to get down to business then. Our master Lord Darkar has given you a one-time offer dearest Bloom. Should you willingly hand over the dragon flame to us he will reward you by returning you to your little pixie friends unharmed. What do you think?"

Icy asked in a gloating voice since the answer was already clear to everyone in this room.

As expected Bloom started shaking her head, the abhorrent idea of betraying her friends never even crossing her mind.

"My my, are you sure about this decision Bloom? We would hate to have to convince you of taking the offer", Darcy questioned her one more time, still receiving a headshake in return to the offer.

"Well in this case what are we waiting for sisters? Let's start the fun!", Stormy said in a really happy voice as she softly placed her hands on the shoulders of the fairy in front of her.

Bloom wondered what she was doing before pain wrecked her body as countless volts of electricity started to flow through her body, making it twitch against her shackles as her muscles started spasming from the current inside of her. She screamed but only a loud groan came through the gag inside of her mouth.

When the electricity stopped after about thirty seconds that felt like hours, her body finally calmed down from the spasms, the pain still in her system. Bloom breathed hard against the gag as she tried to overcome the pain and calm down her racing heart without much success.

"Still a no?" Darcy asked with that same fake voice again, getting another headshake in return.

"Alright then, but let's get this ugly thing out of your mouth little pixie. I really do hope that you have a hard will so we can hear you scream some more.", Icy said as she removed the gag from Bloom's mouth.

"Fuck you and go to hell you three!" were the first words Bloom screamed to their faces when she could finally move her mouth again. Although she would never curse with these words under normal circumstances she was more than happy to let them out right now.

The witches laughed as a response before Darcy answered her words with a loud slap to her face. "Oh, I do hope that you will keep going like this for a good while before breaking. Now let us amp up the game a bit…"

She positioned her hands above Blooms chest before casting a spell. Bloom was suspicious about the lack of any pain due to this spell. But the suspicions were quickly answered Darcy moved away to make place for Icy who summoned a sharp shard of ice into her hands before grabbing her right arm. Slowly and carefully she started to cut shallow wounds into her forearm, just barely deep enough to make them bleed.

But the pain Bloom felt was not what she expected at all. It was too much. She originally planned to remain silent to at least deny the witch sisters the happiness of hearing her scream. But the pain overwhelmed any kind of willpower she had to hold her mouth. The shallow cut felt as if Icy just sawed off her entire arm with a blunt knife.

"AAAAAAAARHG!"

Her screams echoed though the hall as the witches kept on cutting and electrocuting her through her magnified pain receptors.

It only too about ten minutes before her voice gave up, leaving her with only some rough gasping and moaning noises at the pain wrecking her body.

But even after all of this torture she kept her dragon flame locked away inside her, even if it was only through instinct. She would make sure that she at least kept her friends safe from Darkar. Just the thought of her friends getting tortured in this way after Darkar gets the dragon flame was enough for her to keep enduring this inhuman pain.

After another half an hour she Trix were starting to get bored and impatient as they continued to make the pain and injuries worse to finally make her crack.

Just as Darcy wanted to double her pain reception again a deep voice was heard from behind.

"That is enough for now my witches. The Winx are coming here and I need you to hold them off and stall for as much time as you can. I will take over convincing our dear guest here."

As the Trix turned around they saw Lord Darkar walk towards them in all of his skeletal and armored glory.

"Yes, of course master.", the Trix answered in unison before turning and walking away. The torture was getting boring anyway since the little pixie stopped screaming and reacting to the pain, only spasming and twitching in reaction to their 'affection'.

As they walked away Lord Darkar walked towards Bloom and looked down onto the fairy of the dragon flame.

She was a sorry and gory sight. Since his order was to keep her alive to have access to the dragon flame the trio did just that, letting her stay on the brink of death with the maximal amounts of pain.

Her once fair and flawless skin was riddled with cuts and bruises, fresh and dried blood was covering every inch of her body and matted her hair, turning the shiny and soft strands into a clumpy and dull mess. The blue eyes were half closed and lost their shine, tear trails could be seen on the sides. The once radiant fairy was nowhere to be seen.

Lord Darkar chuckled as he took in the sight of the broken fairy in front of him.

"Well my dear Bloom, are you ready to help me gain the ultimate power yet?"

As an answer to his question a glint returned into the eyes of the fairy lying below him as she spat into his face.

"N-Never…", she said in a raspy voice full of defiance.

Lord Darkar looked down feeling very pissed at the moment. He was in a sort of stalemate since Bloom was clearly not broken even though her body was reaching its limit of torture it could take. Turning her heart dark was also not viable since she already experienced it once and could guard herself against the same invader coming into her heart.

Now, what to do…

His mood got even worse when he could only think of one way he might get the dragon flame since this method had one risk that could destroy all of his plans. But since this was the only way he could only try. At least there would be a few nice bonuses to gain from this method. He grinned as he thought about it. Yes, this should do quite nicely. If he didn't gain the flame at the very least he would be entertained.

He immediately went to work since time was precious.

Lord Darkar placed his hands next to Blooms head and started chanting with a concentrated expression. Black runes started to float out of his hands into her head. Pain cursed through Bloom's head as she started to instinctively struggle against the thing entering her mind. But soon her struggles started to slow down and stopped entirely.

He continued to infuse more runes over the next ten minutes when he finally stepped back and waved his hands to release the shackles keeping her trapped to the table.

'Bloom' opened her eyes, the same clear blue as before, but they seemed … empty and devoid of any emotion. At least until she sat up and looked towards Lord Darkar, the most important person in her life. Her eyes were suddenly filled if overwhelming loyalty and adoration towards the person in front of her.

Lord Darkar looked at the person in front of him with a piercing gaze. Yes, this would do quite nicely.

"Puppet, from now on your name shall be Bloom Peters. You may look into the memories of the trapped entity and copy them to use later on."

"Yes master."

"Now to the important part. See if you can access the dragon flame inside of your body and summon it to these pieces of the codex."

"Yes master.", the answers came in a monotone voice as 'Bloom' closed her eyes an opened them shortly after, stretching her arm and summoning a part of the flame inside of her, softly placing over the pieces of the codex.

"A complete win", he thought with a smirk, "I was really lucky that this puppet personality was able to use the dragon flame since she isn't really Bloom. It seems like the flame bound itself to her body rather than her soul… that is some nice information.

I wonder how the real Bloom is feeling, trapped and tortured inside of her own mind. Well, I give her at most half an hour before she is completely broken and obedient. After all, I set the time difference to one minute here equaling one day in there. Oh how I am looking forward to seeing her kneel in front of me."

Lord Darkar kept smirking with anticipation of what was to come. Now he actually looked forward to meeting the Winx again. With his 'wife' of course.