Answer to guest: Sorry, but… bro doesn't write fanfics. I'm sorry if you got the impression from something I said. Bro just knows a lot of things about all kinds of mythologies, so he helps me with the angel stuff. I did say my friend was on this site, but… he forbid me from saying his name. I'm pretty sure I would screw it up, so I will just quote him "I don't want to gain support from your work and you shouldn't either." And honestly… I agree. It wouldn't sit well with me.

And so it came to be. I have accepted my fate not as nobody from the streets, but as a royal princess of Eraklyon realm. At least… that's what I thought. The truth was slightly different. I accepted being a daughter of Queen Bloom, sister of princess Alessa, niece of Stella and Winx Club, cousin of all their children. I had yet to even taste what royalty really means.
Of course, all children and even adults think it's a good life full of luxury. But ultimately, that luxury is earned with blood and sweat.

But that didn't matter to me at the moment.

There was a big field full of flowers just behind palace walls. We all sat there on a big blanket, chatting. Well… we started that way, but Alessa and Altair ran off and were playing tag. I joined for a minute, but running around with huge feathery wings that still sting a lot when moving isn't really pleasant. Once they heal and feather grow back, I can use slight movements to lift the weight a little, fly even, but until then… I am bound to ground.

I didn't really mind. After all… we'll have a lot of time to play. I was just sitting there with Auntie Stella and Queen Bl… I mean… mom. This will take some getting used to.

There was a basket of sandwiches, so I had some snack.

My wings were spread behind me, lying on soft grass, catching the warm summer sun.

"You know…" Stella chuckled turning her sight from me to Bloom "When you said she had real feathery wings I thought of something like Professor Avalon. The magical ones."

"Nope. Starsha's wings are as real as her hands and legs." Bloom patted me on the head "She's like a real angel, isn't she?"

"Angel?" I looked at her with curiosity.

"On Earth, where I grew up, some people believe angels were messengers from God." She looked at my wings "They had feathered wings, white as snow and a ring of light above their heads, a halo. It is said they were all very beautiful. Just like you."

I blushed a little. So I looked like some mythological creature? That's kinda cool.

"By the way, Bloom. Not like I don't trust your doctors, but I think you should let Tecna scan her." Auntie suggested.

Bloom sighed and replied "Yeah, I think so too. If nothing else, she can maybe help her feathers grow back faster."

"Is something wrong with me?" I asked, switching between them.

"Oh no, of course not." Stella quickly rose her hands in defense "You just seem really pale. We need to be sure your body isn't lacking anything or if some nasty bacteria aren't misbehaving."

"Bac… teria?" I tilted my head. Back then, I didn't know what it is.

"Oh, right." Bloom sighed "Do you know what germs are?"

I nodded "They are the bad things that are on you if you do not wash."

"Well… close enough, I guess." Bloom chuckled "They sometimes go into your body and make you feel really bad."

"Am I sick?" I asked.

"I don't think so, but we'll invite Aunt Tecna to have a look, just in case." Bloom petted my head again, sliding her hand to rub my cheek. Honestly… her hands were so warm, soft and smooth. How does she do that?

"Oh, that reminds me." Stella quickly changed the subject. She began digging in her small purse. Now that I got a better look… I realized her purse was way deeper than it should possibly be. It seemed small and shallow, but she just dove her hand in it and it didn't even bulge.

She took out pink pieces of paper and handed them to Bloom "Musa wanted me to give you these."

"Concert tickets." Bloom laughed. I saw 5 of them in her hands "Here on Eraklyon. That's awesome. How is she anyway?"

"Busy with the tour." Stella shrugged "Not to mention twins aren't exactly easy to handle either."

"I bet. They are just a wee bit less energetic than Alessa." They both laughed, but I didn't listen anymore.

I was just enjoying a tasty sandwich, warm sun on my wings and gentle wind dancing among my silver hair.

I even closed my eyes to enjoy the moment. A simple melody came to my mind as I began humming. It was just a simple folk song I heard from the inn in town. It was about an old king and how he defeated evil. I didn't care much for the lyrics. I loved the melody though.

But… I forgot what effects my songs.

I heard birds slowly, one by one, beginning to tweet in the same rhythm. Then even melody. The wind seemed calmer, as if allowing my voice, silent as it was, to spread as far as possible, undisturbed.

I felt grass beneath my wings growing faster, making a soft cushion for my wings. As if trying to lift them so they wouldn't be dirtied by soil.

At the time, I didn't realize I was actually using some magic or innate ability. It was just something that was happening when I was singing.

I was too young to realize the effects.

Nobody seemed to notice a sudden change in nature, or at least nobody connected it with my humming.

Stella and Bloom just kept on chatting. I heard Alessa and Altair playing in the background. I kinda wanted to play with them, but I knew I cannot… not yet at least.

Later that day.

It was already dark. I, Alessa and Altair were in our room, playing some board games. It was a tight match between those two, but who knows… I might make a comeback yet.

But… I had different idea. I just needed an excuse to leave.

"And there… that's the last of your soldiers." Alessa just beat me.

"You're good." I sighed "It's my loss."

"Don't worry. You'll get her back for this sooner or later." Altair said "On my honor as knight. I shall avenge you."

"Then you'll have to do better than that." Alessa placed another soldier on the field. Honestly even I could say she was going to pummel him in the dirt.

But I had a different idea on mind. I needed to get out and now I had a perfect excuse and they were distracted. I stood up "Ok, you have fun. I need to go to bathroom."

"Sure." Alessa said, "I bet the game will be done by the time you get back."

"Don't be so sure." Altair added new soldier on the field.

I giggled and headed out of the room. There was one thing I wanted to do. They accepted me. They gave me a new life… it's time to pay back, at least a little.

I headed to gate into gardens. On my way, I saw doors into Bloom's room were slightly open. I couldn't help it and… I peeked inside. I saw Stella, brushing Bloom's hair "It's been some time since I've seen you like this."

"What do you mean?" Bloom asked.

"So happy." Stella chuckled.

Bloom smiled and replied "I guess… I am just happy she accepted me."

"She's an exceptional child. I'm honestly glad kids get along together so well."

"Yeah, no doubt. I just hope Erendor and Sky will be fine with her as well."

"Didn't you already talk to Sky about adopting her?"

"Of course I did. I just… He has yet to meet her. And Erendor too. He's a nice kid, but… I just hope he can accept his new little sister."

"Don't worry. Everything will be just fine. If not… well, sometimes siblings are supposed to have a little bit of a rivalry. Remember Flora's kids?"

"Yeah." Bloom laughed "They were fighting all the time. How did Flora even manage to take care of them?"

"Beats me. You'll need to ask her on that one. Speaking of which, thought about taking both girls to Flora?"

"You mean to check their magic?"

"Yup. Something's just telling me little Starsha packs quite a lot of magical energy. Call it a woman instinct."

"Yeah, I felt it too. And Alessa isn't exactly magicless either. I guess you're right. I should take them to Flora."

"Maybe you can call Tecna too and have Starsha checked on both at once. But you better call me too. I want to see the magic of my 2 little nieces being revealed."

I was smiling as I was listening, but then, decided to move out again. I sneaked past the door and rushed down the stairs to gateway into gardens. There were guards "My lady." They immediately noticed me "May we help you?"

"Ah… I…" I was stuttering. I was kinda worried what these guards would say "I… I'd like to go to the garden."

"Oh… no problem, miss." They stepped aside and opened the door "My lady, may I be your guard?"

I nodded and as we stepped outside, one of the guards followed me. I didn't mind honestly. I was too young to think too far ahead. At least I had someone with me in this dark night. I headed to the old, dying tree. Altair and Alessa said they used to play among its branches with other children of Winx Club.

I guess… for taking me in… I can return at least something.

I reached to my back and grabbed hold of one of my feathers. With a swift movement, I pulled one of the short ones out. It hurt, but not more than when you pull out a hair or two.

"What are you doing, my lady?" Guard asked, obviously unsure if he should stop me.

I looked at my left palm and with a really swift movement, using the feather, I pierced the skin on my index finger.

"Lady." Guard quickly kneeled next to me. He took out a handkerchief and tried to tend to the wound, but… I stopped him.

"No…" I grabbed hold of his hand with my other hand and looked into his eyes "It's alright. Let me do this."

I am not sure why he listened. I don't think he himself knows, but he let go of me. I turned back towards the tree. A single drop of blood appeared on top of my finger. I approached the tree and gently touched its bark with wounded hand.

That moment… everything went silent. The wind stopped blowing, birds stopped signing, and crickets went quiet. I heard cracking of wood and then… something amazing happened.

From the spot where my blood touched the tree, slight light emitted. It was dim, but it was there. Then slowly, like an elderly person gently grasping a child's hand, few bright green sprouts grew around my hand. It was as of it was thanking me.

I heard wood cracking. First, it was slow and quiet, but began speeding up and was louder and louder. I saw the bark cracking. I watched as its branches were bending and struggling against something. Like a snake that is trying to shed its skin.

It all came crushing down at once. Pale, grey bark began falling off. A rain of wood, flying in all directions. The tree was throwing it away. Beneath it… bright brown wood was waiting to come to light. Leaves appeared. Crown, mere seconds ago empty and hollow now stood proud and full of leaves. New bark was as healthy as it gets.

Tree once again stood strong and was ready to stand there for another century or two.

I felt… serene, happy… grateful. The tree was thanking me for giving it another chance in living. But I also felt something more. Danger. There was danger… approaching fast.

A single thought appeared in my mind 'You saved me, I save you.'

The wind was picking up. Leaves of the tree began shining with bright blue light. The light was getting stronger until finally… it all exploded.

With a powerful gust of wind, energy in those leaves was released. A wave of magical energy flew in all directions.

And there it was. Shadow hiding in the night, I saw only the outline of some kind of monster… too dark to make out precise shape. I just… knew it was there, but… it was no match for mighty wave tree has released.

As the wave hit the monster, it screamed out in pain and then… nothing. It was gone.

"What was that?!" Guard drew his sword and ran between me and the sound.

"What's going on?!" more guards rushed out to us, followed by Bloom and Stella "Starsha. What are you doing here?"

Bloom quickly ran up to me.

"I… there was something there." I said, still holding my hand on the tree "But… it drove it away." I looked at now proudly standing tree.

"The tree." Stella said, finally realizing the change "Starsha… did you…"

I nodded "I… I wanted to repay you somehow. So I thought… maybe if I make this tree grow again…"

"Your majesty." The guard that was with me bowed down before her "Lady Starsha has wounded her hand to save the tree."

"What?" She quickly looked at my hand, held by few sprouts. She kneeled next to me, grabbed my hand and pulled it away from tree, looking at my palm. Truly, there was still a small cut made by my feather "Starsha… you did this to yourself?"

I nodded "To save the tree."

She held my hand in hers. I felt warm magic flowing from her into me. She was healing me "Stupid girl. It's bad to hurt yourself like that."

"You mean… your blood healed the tree?" Stella asked.

I nodded at her.

"Do not ever hurt yourself like that, you hear me?" Bloom said, finally stopping healing my hand. When she finally revealed my palm, it was all healed up "You need to tell me if you want to use this power, you hear me?" She looked into my eyes.

I couldn't believe it. They were filled with concern. She didn't even care that tree was healed. All she cared about was that I had to shed drop of my blood.

I smiled and nodded "Alright."

"Starsha!" Altair and Alessa ran out of palace. They hurried to me. Alessa then noticed the tree "How did you… that tree."

"Starsha used drop of her blood to heal it. You should better thank her." Stella said with a smile.

"You mean…" Altair looked at me "You blood can heal things?"

"That's so awesome!" Alessa jumped around my neck, hugging me tightly "You're the best, Starsha! Thank you!"

"Nothing short of miracle." Altair patted my head "But please tell us when you want to use your blood. We're family after all."

I could only nod. Yes… a family. They were happy for what I've done, but… not that I didn't tell anyone and shed my blood. Even if it was just a drop.

I was happy as well. It meant they really cared. Not just about results, but about me. But… what was that shadow? Was it a monster? No… whatever it was, it was there the entire time, but it did not attack and nobody noticed it. It wasn't there to attack… but to watch.

Well. I hope you guys are enjoying it thus far. I sure am.
Also, I know I kinda do not move at all with the chapters, or more specifically, not too fast, but I kinda like it. I think it's better to have a longer, more deeply created story, than fast and short action. What do you think, guys?