Arc 1: the Trix and Winx Club

Prologue

Cloud Tower College for Witches: Magix, 16 years later, Summer 2004

Erasiel had only just arrived, he was dressed in his civilian garb the kind he wore when he was around normal people and not fighting Demons, Daemons, Necromantic creations, primordial horrors, extradimensional horrors or anything else which threatened the Magic Dimension or reality in general. His civilian garb consisted of white and purple running shoes, black sweats with orange lines running down either side, a black long sleeved undershirt, and an orange shirt which displayed an image of himself in Phoenix form; the image being that of Phoenix with orange and purple feathers with a purple feathered head and a fiery tail that was mix of purple and orange, speaking of; said purple feathered tail hanged out the back of his pants like a cape but stopped a few inches off the ground he concealed it when he was not on a planet which believed magic was either evil or didn't exist, however on Magix and on most worlds in the Magic Dimension he was perfectly safe to have it hanging out as it made clear he was a Phoenix and not some ordinary human. Speaking of his appearance Erasiel could alter it to be whatever he wished to be, provided that is was male and a solid, he could also modify his size, his true form was the image on his shirt, that of a fiery Phoenix with orange and purple flaming feathers, however the appearance he choose to appear as was that of a handsome young man with dark brown hair with a streak of black curving thru it in a line that was along the entire length of his hair which was cut about average in length because Erasiel was annoyed with men who grew their hair long when they weren't say an elf, but human men who grew hair long like a woman's annoyed him and he loathed them because they were easily mistaken for woman from the back. His hair was not his natural hair color as he was a natural blonde which he had inherited from his father however he refused to have his hair be its natural color on account of his Twin sister Eris who was also blonde and irritated him to no end and had from the day of their birth some 3 and half billion years ago, so he changed its color immediately after his 1st birthday to make sure he was distinguishable from his sister. His build was average being about 5'9 in height however he was in better shape than the human he looked like well minus the tail. Phoenixes have high metabolisms meaning they didn't store up any real excess fat, Erasiel's physical strength was extreme enough that he could stop a charging full plate armored rhinox being ridden by an Ogre in full plate with one punch if he was using his full strength and his agility was better than that of any elf and his skin was extra thick and he could ignite it in fire to incinerate most conventional attacks provided they made it thru his magical wards, his Realix Armor, and extra layers of magical protection in between.

Not that he had to worry about anyone trying to kill him at the moment, no one here was an enemy in fact they were the exact opposite they were allies, right now he was waiting for Headmistress Griffin to finish with her previous appointment, he held his staff in one hand, then noted his glasses were slipping off his face which he corrected with his right hand the one that had his ring on it, said ring had a needle on it that was painless and unnoticeable it injected some of his blood which allowed him to put people at ease also it made them trust him. His Glasses were the same ones he had since he was 5. They had been made by dwarves out of the finest mithril, layered with gold, for the frames and the lenses were made from diamond that had been enchanted to always allow him to see without ever needing to change prescription, also they could withstand any abuse thrown their way; if a dragon of extreme age and size, say one the size of a mountain range, decided to step on them they would emerge completely unscathed.

Soon the door opened and out went a young witch who had been sent to the office for issues of one kind or another, he then walked in the door, startling Griffin who had been picking up something that had fallen off her desk. He studied her, it had been 16 years since the War had ended with the Ancestresses' defeat and them being trapped in the realm of Obsidian, a battle which had cost them dearly, the Ancestresses had been defeated but at a price, many of their friends had been killed in the battle or turned to stone by half-successful sealing ritual, half successful because it had trapped the ancestress but had turned everyone except 12 people who had been behind a protective barrier when the cataclysmic spell hit to stone and frozen them in time, the spell was the fallback plan not actual plan which had been to have King Oritel destroy then Ancestresses with his sword however the ritual of binding was cast and the Ancestresses cast a counter spell which caused the mass turning into stone, the barrier which had saved Erasiel, Griffin and 10 others was cast by Queen Marion before she and her husband were turned to stone in the epicenter, only the sword was not stone and it could only be wielded by those who had the blood of Oritel in them, in short only his children and he could use it, however the past was not what Erasiel had come to see Griffin about at least not in the sense of the war rather instead of a promise he had made that same year a month earlier. Since the end of the war Daphne in her spectral form had been brought by him to Lake Roccalouche near the source of Sirenix magic, the curse hadn't claimed any other Sirenix Faeries as Erasiel had warned them of the curse, Politea, Daphne's best friend, now lead the Nymphs who had resumed their peace-time roles as guards of the Fairy High Queen Fyora, the eldest sister of Griffin, and protectors of the Magic Dimension they also had discovered a work around for dealing with the curse.

"You haven't changed much in 16 years Erasiel" Griffin stated looking him in the eyes with her own green eyes, behind the frames of square-lensed glasses, what she saw was both respect and love, they had been married a long time, however being immortal and immune to the effects of aging via Griffin's half-elf heritage and Erasiel's own Phoenix nature they had not had any issues with said marriage, which was one of many marriages to many women Erasiel had, as he had a harem, a rather large harem, actually large would be an understatement as to how many woman he loved, the only thing that exceeded that number was the amount of children he had, the number could allow him to form a near limitless supply of Armies if he wished, not that he needed to as he had other people for those purposes they did however serve as commanders and as a means to maintaining alliances. However, he looked back at Griffin, studied her features which were as beautiful as ever, her hair was long and purple however part of it was in an unorthodox style that was halfway between a witch's hat and a horn of plenty though despite this part of her hair it still flowed down to her knees, it also concealed her half-pointed ears which revealed her as a half-elf/half-fairy. She wore a red dress, white gloves that covered her arms, as well as a golden necklace which had a powerful ward placed in it. Her figure was generously endowed with her having F-cup breasts the same size as her twin sister Faragonda's, and she was good shape in terms of athletics as well having elven strength and speed, with the magical abilities of both Elves and Faeries, her ears were obscured by her long hair though they were pointed but not long. Her last name was Essentar, and she was one of the 20 daughters of Tieru Essentar, son of Glendarian Essentar, one of the most powerful Elven Mages in existence and Arcadia the first fairy and first fairy queen, her sister Faragonda was also headmistress of Alfea College for Faeries and both were twins though not identical.

"I know I haven't changed much but neither have you apart from the new hairstyle which I like by the way" Erasiel responded. "But this is no time for small talk you sent a message to me and it is time for me to begin their training" Erasiel continued getting down to the business at hand.

"Indeed, it is time, the Trix sisters are among the finest students to ever attend Cloud Tower and have the highest grades in the school's history, but they lack a deal of tact and to an extent: discipline, thus they need a good tutor to steer them in the right direction and allow them to become truly great" Griffin responded.

"Which is why you sent for me, well I promised their mother that I would teach them when the time came and if they are lacking some particular skills I am pretty sure I can teach them and in time they will become stronger than they could have ever imagined, I know their sister already is as Trixie has developed quite amazingly and I have already given her Gloomix" Erasiel responded.

"We don't have much time allow me to introduce them to you, they have grown a lot since you last saw them, and they are now fully adults" Griffin noted getting out of her chair and leading Erasiel out of her office.