Chapter Eight: "Fears Become Reality"
They had made a quick, simple plan to escape Red-Fountain on such short notice which hadn't been on the Specialists' mind. Not at all. But things had took a drastic change for the worse.
Headmaster Saladin and most of the staff members had been infected by Mandragora's bugs and had fallen to the dark magic unable to overcome the strong magic that was now flowing within their blood—as they had attacked their own senior students.
They had barely managed to collect their things from their dorms—only the essential things that was absolutely necessary at the moment such as kit-aids that they'd gotten from the nurse's office.
The Specialists knew the school inside and out very well compared to the other students and all about secret passages that no student or staff had ever stumbled across as it hadn't been used in decades. Most had probably forgotten all about it. The underground passage that was directly connected to three schools. It was the perfect escape plan for now.
"I'm not entirely sure about walking through underground passages. I was thinking we could use the Owl instead, it easier and faster." Radius explained. "And what if the girls are hurt? They wouldn't be exactly useful riding on a Wind Rider now would they?"
Teredor contemplated, glancing at his friends who approved of Radius' idea with a nod.
"That does sound like a much better option Radius."
"We have to do this quick and try to avoid as many bugs as we can otherwise we would be mindless zombies under the spell." Oritel said sternly, though his gaze had met Alec's grim face, appearing not too pleased. "Did they answer?"
"No," he frowned, as concern flashed in his green eyes—worrying over his little sister and youngest niece.
"I'm most certain the girls can manage to take care of themselves. Let's focus on getting out of here first." Erendor spoke.
Oritel glanced in his room for anything useful that he needed to pack in his bag.
It wasn't going to be everything as he would come back for it later. There was no importance of packing clothes or other uselessness items with him. The brown-haired prince had packed away all of his essential belongings such as his ID card, credit cards, and anything that would give away his identity (which meant of all his photos that he had of himself, his friends and Marion).
He glanced at himself in the mirror—his uniform was ripped as he could faintly see some traces of blood due battling a few insects, and a couple of possessed professors who had fallen under the wicked spell even though Oritel had hesitated to draw the first attack since they were his professors. It was rather unsettling to see a student dueling his/her teacher.
But under such circumstances—it wasn't something they could avoid, sadly to say.
He glanced at his phone to see the bright faces of Marion and Bloom on the screen—it was the photo he'd took of the girls at the Solarian Ball. They were both beautiful fairies. Some kind of firey hope had blossomed in his chest even thought it was a little as it was better than not having hope at all.
"Oritel come on!" Alec hollered out to the prince, snapping him from own distractions of Marion and Bloom. He prayed that both girls were alright and that no one had obtained any serious injuries. He could only hope for the best.
He rushed out of the room, following his friends' trail.
Valtor had tilted his head at the fairies with eagerness once the full truth had spilled out from Faragonda's mouth. His pale eyes had ignited in pure fascination as he stared at Marion and Bloom. His teeth gleaming. The mother-daughter duo. Who knew? Surely he wouldn't put the pieces together not in that sort of way. Nor would it come across his mind, not in the slightest.
Marion and Oritel are Bloom's future parents.
Bloom's their future daughter.
The future Keeper of the Dragon Flame.
His suspicious were correct.
In fact, his future-self had tried to kill Bloom, but something had happened in his plans. It'd backfired. A mere fluke that prevented the princess's death from ever occurring, but rather she'd somehow had gone back into the past. His future-self must've tasted some kind of victory (of ultimate triumph, right?).
The wizard knew that there was some kind of link connecting the three of them together in someway. So Bloom had somehow managed to time-travel back into the past, to her parents' era? How interesting? Valtor walked up to the fairies, immediately dematerializing the translucent orange barrier.
A sheer look of utter horror flitted across the enchantix fairy's face.
Marion had flung herself in front of Bloom, not allowing the wizard to come any closer to her daughter over the fear that he may inflict pain on the enchantix fairy. Irritation lingered in her green eyes. She had sent him a threatening look towards Valtor that if he dare lay a finger on Bloom she would seriously maim him despite his size being large since she and Bloom were more on the petite side unlike the rest of their family.
"How cute? But pathetic really." He chuckled.
"You will not touch her!" Marion spat.
He raised a questionable brow, as a creepy smile had widened on his face.
Only if Marion and the other girls really knew who he was or what he was to be exact—he'd touched Bloom and practically kissed her on the lips. They were the ones who invited him in the first place. They were all too naïve. How foolish and blind they all were to his true nature?
They were nothing more than a mere joke.
But of course, he couldn't exactly reveal his false identity to the fairies as Remesu Spellbinder. It would simply ruin everything that he had planned out carefully.
"My aren't you feisty, Marion. But I'm not going to allow you to get in my way!" Valtor's pale eyes glowed a bright amber in fury over Marion's fierce determination of protecting her daughter from his wrath. He had unleashed his spell upon the fairies as they flew backwards—the winds knocked out of them as they laid on the ground.
Valtor had instantly threw a translucent purple barrier between himself and Bloom who laid on the ground looking utterly helplessly at the wizard who stood before her with interest. His eyes completely fixated on the beautiful enchantix fairy. Valtor stepped closer to the young redhead girl as he bended down to her, curiosity shinned in his eyes. He wanted to touch her and brush her wounds away with the brush of his finger tips.
"Leave her alone!" Marion snapped angrily, scrambling to her feet.
Valtor glanced at Mandragora and Faragonda with a twisted smile, as he gave both women his order.
"Finish the rest of them! Bloom's mine!" he glowered hungrily.
The dark witch had gave a nod—her smile growing deadly—as the woman was utterly delighted in destroying the wretched fairies that had crossed her path multiple of times. It had gotten on her nerves.
"It will be my pleasure in ridding these foolish fairies myself!" the witch exclaimed delightedly.
Marion had threw a protective shield in front of herself and her friends as dark magic was hurled their way. Her green eyes had widen in mixture of horror and fear. The headmistress had a haughty appearance due to the dark magic that was hung over her head.
"Please headmistress don't fight us! You have to remember who you are and who we are to you!" Luna exclaimed, as if trying to snap the older woman out of her possession (maybe she could break the spell that was over her). Even the blond-haired girl was hesitant of wanting to throw her any of her signature spells at the headmistress.
It wasn't right.
It felt wrong.
Luna's dark blue eyes had shifted onto her friends in search of some kind of idea.
Samara kept pinning the bugs with solid gem-stones and some were trapped within the the sheer vibrant red-orangish stone. Niobe kept warding off the woman's dark magic that was being hurled in their direction.
Marion kept dodging Mandragora's spell that were projecting her way, as her main focus was on saving her daughter from Valtor's clutches that had took the girls by complete surprise. The young fairies hadn't expected to cross path with the dark wizard or come face to face for the first time.
The words hadn't made a single affect on the headmistress as if it were meaningless words.
What were they possibly going to do now?
"Flee now ladies! Your powers are no match for mine! This school had already fallen to the darkness—to the Ancestral Witches and there's nothing you can do about it! The darkness surrounds us all. Your magic is weak. . . " Mandragora rambled on, taunting the fairies to her pleasure over her successful mission. It was music to her ears.
Magix would soon fall next—marking a significant event in the entire Magical Universe. No Realm or Planets would be able to resist that darkness that was slowly plaguing the universe into nothing but utter despair and hopelessness.
Bloom narrowed her eyes harshly at the wizard who stood before her and to the princess' horror—it was the same man had had complimented her blue gown back in the shop several weeks ago.
Was this Valtor?
The wizard who had tried to manipulate her? The man who tried to kill her in the future? He was the one responsible for her memory loss? Memories or not, Bloom wasn't going to allow him to get away with him hurting her, her family, or friends.
The redhead princess had fluttered in the air, several inches off the ground. Her hands had turned into fist balls. Fury was shown in her blue eyes. She didn't like his dark presence at all. Sizzling sparks of amber flames had escaped her fingers.
A cocky smile formed on the man's lips as he took steps towards the enchantix fairy. He could clearly note the anger in her eyes upon seeing him again (perhaps in his younger years)—as if the girl was intimidated by his presence.
"So. . ." he crooned, his index finger lifting the girl's chin upwards to greet her face. His pale eyes looked at her hungrily—the wizard had wanted to see how easily the young girl could crack under his pressure into getting the information out of the fairy. "Bloom from what I'd gotten about you, is that your from the future am I right?"
A trickle of thick sweat began to slide down her forehead. Her heart raced against her chest—feeling each heart beating pounding heavily and her breath had grown unsteadily. Bloom was hyperventilating.
There was no room for her to squeeze out a false truth of her growing situation.
Was he simply reading her far too much than necessary? Too in depth? He was aware of her own Dragon Flame essence that was burning within her very soul. No words could escape her mouth. Bloom was completely speechless.
A satisfactory smile played Valtor's lips as he continued to taunt the redhead fairy. "It seems I've hit a nerve am I right?"
She glared at him though he instantly turned his head in Marion's direction. He waved his hand only to Bloom's horror that he managed to encase her in a tight bubble barrier that seemed to be shrinking in size—almost trying to suffocate Marion with dark magic that was clearly toxic to the young fairy.
Bloom's colouring had drained from her face entirely. "Please don't hurt her!"
If anything had happened to Marion—then surely something would bound to happen to herself as well. In fact, Bloom might even cease to exist. It was too horrifying to even think about. As much as her mother's life was on the line, so was hers.
The girl had seen the love Oritel held for Marion even though it wasn't obvious at times—but his eyes had revealed the truth over how he felt about Marion. It was undeniable, but sweet love. Oritel would be crushed to learn if anything bad happened to Marion. Bloom hadn't want to think of such a depressing imagery in her mind. No. She wasn't going to let the cruel, heartless wizard inflict pain over her mother.
He chuckled—his tone had given off a creepy vibe, almost something sinister had lurked in his pale eyes.
"It seems that now I've caught your attention, Bloom, despite the headmistress giving me most of the information about you. I just wanted to confirm a few things with you and if you answer me, Marion shall not be harmed. I can promise you that. And if you dare lie to my face, you know what the consequence would be. . ." he indicated, as the sphere grew smaller around Marion. Despite the fact that Marion was using her magic to expand the dark sphere, but it wasn't working. It was overwhelming Marion's positive energy.
"What do you want Valtor?" Bloom spoke, each word sounding like an edge of a sharp dagger.
"So your the daughter of Crown Prince Oritel, and that fairy, Marion, am I right?" he pressed, his eyes completely focused on the girl's answer—though he could see that she was slightly hesitant, well almost afraid of spilling the truth to him.
"Yes." Bloom was already annoyed.
Clearly, he was amusing himself with his ridiculous questions that he already knew the answers too? But why? The young princess couldn't exactly make out his motives that seemed to be strange. Was the man finding pleasure in simply talking to her?
Bloom bit her lips as uncertainty filled her blue eyes—her blood pulsed with anxiety once his fingers brushed over her exposed shoulders. Coldness had swept through her entire body in mere seconds. The girl didn't want his fingers touching her but yet something about that very touch reminded her of someone. It was awfully familiar.
Her eyes had widened once Valtor muttered the words softly in her ear. It made her body tremble in fear. She couldn't even move a single muscle in her body. Tears were slowly filling her eyes. He wanted her. It was such a scary thought to be in his arms. No. He wanted her magic. Her purified Dragon Flame. He wanted everything that had to do with her.
Bloom flinched.
She wouldn't give into his desires.
She wasn't that kind of girl nor would she ever be.
"Or I'll make sure that your life here is like pure hell. I'll begin with your parents, your family, and your dearest of friends then the entire universe. And if that doesn't convinces you, I'll make sure you'll be trapped in this timeline with no way back to your friends again. I can promise you it will happen, princess," Valtor smirked upon seeing the terrified look on the princess' face. He almost wanted to laugh at her reaction.
It was priceless.
But of course the wizard wasn't planning to snatch her at the moment.
That would be far too easy.
The wizard was going to give Bloom some time to think about it. Maybe the girl would slowly crawl into his arms in pure desperation. He liked the idea of the princess just begging for him on her knees, just crying to him. Now that was something he looked forward to. It had amused him greatly upon seeing the panic on the princess' face.
"A deal is a deal Bloom. But you should not forget that I will be waiting for you. Time is of the essence." Valtor freed Marion—though he might've regretted it if it hadn't been for the fairy throwing a huge fireball that hurled towards his direction as Bloom instantly ducked—as he flew backwards.
Marion was furious—her entire body was glowing a vibrant orange hue all around her. Her piercing green eyes narrowed at the man who apparently had threatened her daughter with his poisonous words. She flew to Bloom. Form the looks of things, the girl wasn't faring too well. Tears had stained her face.
"Bloom? Did he hurt you? What did he do? What did he say to you, darling?" Marion pushed Bloom's messy red bangs aside her face. It was clear to Marion that Valtor had threatened her daughter. She grabbed Bloom's slender hands into her very own and gave a squeeze.
Bloom couldn't voice out the words Valtor uttered into her ear.
It was quite disturbing over the fact that Valtor had wanted her. The girl merely shuddered at the thought of being with a dark wizard. A man who nearly tried to end her life (in the future which would be her present time).
What would Marion and Oritel do? No. How would they react to the given news?
Oritel would surely have Valtor's head on a sliver platter once he heard what Valtor's request was from Bloom. Marion wouldn't allow her daughter the chance to be out of her eyesight—always floating atop her head. Her uncle would kill the blasted wizard for his damned suggestion.
Damn. What could she possibly say to Marion?
"Marion! Bloom! Watch out!" Niobe shouted at the duo—throwing her hands up as a bubble of water like material rose in the air, forming into some type of wall net that moved smoothly like a slingshot. Niobe grinned as the dark bugs had managed to stick onto it once they hit the purple bubbly wall-like and the fairy of waves had waved her hand—sending the bugs flying back towards Mandragora, Valtor and unfortunately the headmistress as well.
Faragonda hissed in pain as she threw a dirty look toward the fairies.
"Sorry Headmistress Faragonda!" Niobe cried out.
"Ugh! There's so many of them!" Luna bemoaned, watching the bugs reforming back into their positions again.
Hadn't those bugs grown tried?
The moon fairy had pressed her back against the glass door that led to a spacious balcony. She heard a hard tap on the glass. She glanced to see it was Radius, her fiancé, along with Oritel who came to rescue them from the Mandragora and Valtor's clutches. Luna unlocked the door as the two men had stepped inside with their swords in hand.
Radius and Oritel grimaced upon witnessing the scene before them.
Once Oritel's brown eyes had met Valtor's, fury had ignited in his eyes and turned to Radius. The brunet prince had spotted Valtor along with the rest struggling against Niobe's morphix that had them glued to the wall. It wasn't going to last any longer until the wizard would find a way to escape.
"Come on girls! We've got to go now!" Radius urged.
Luna looked a bit hesitant over the fact that they had to simply leave everything behind them, including leaving their headmistress in such a state of being possessed by the dark witches.
"Luna! Don't worry, we'll come back for them. Even our headmaster and most of the professors had been possessed. We'll save them," he grabbed her hands into his own for comfort. Her eyes shinned with nothing but sadness and heartbreak. "I sure hope so."
Samara and Niobe were the first beings back on the Owl spaceship, currently being held by their fiancés after such a dreadful event. Erendor ran his fingers through Samara's red hair, giving the girl a nice kiss on the lips as if for reassurance that everything was alright. Teredor had Niobe in his arms as if he were afraid of letting her go.
No one would blame him for it.
They all been caught off guard over the unexpected attack from within the castles' walls.
Oritel had been protective as well not allowing either Marion or Bloom out of his grasp especially upon seeing Valtor who had the nerve to make his appearance in Alfea, particularly towards the group of fairies in person. It made Oritel's stomach twist into a tightened knot. The prince was absolutely disturbed by the dark wizard's presence. His warm brown eyes shinned with utmost concern over Marion and Bloom.
"Are you alright girls? Did Valtor hurt you? What happened?" he asked instantly.
It was one of the questions that had troubled him the most.
Marion and Bloom took their seats as the Owl had took off once the men had put in the destination on the panel. It would take them quite a few hours before they would reach their place of landing.
Bloom had felt her mother's arms wrap around her shoulders, giving her a squeeze of comfort, still looking out of place and uncomfortable after her encounter with the wizard.
The girl lifted her head slightly to see that Oritel was gazing at her. It seemed to Bloom, he was inspecting her for any signs of injuries that she may possibly suffer from. His eyes were firmly planted on Bloom, still wanting his questions to be answered.
What could she possibly inform him?
The redhead princess felt her mother rubbing her back easing her stress. It was almost as if Marion had muttered a calming spell in which a steady stream of magic had gently flowed from the brush of her fingertips into Bloom's body, gently calming her breathing and soothing her mind.
Her blue eyes had reflected an emotion that Oritel hadn't easily recognized, but the man could tell it had impacted his daughter's behavior. Almost as if she was fighting within herself. Finally, it had took of Bloom's strength and gut to open her mouth and let the horrifying words spill.
"He wants me."
The moment those words had escaped her lips, Bloom had founded herself shuddering at the horrifying implications of the wizard's words—what he had really meant. Her muscles had slightly tensed despite the calming magic flowing through her veins.
The girl avoided everyone's gaze as she could feel their eyes falling on her. It was completely awkward. Her blue eyes falling to the hands in her own lap. It was. . . Bloom wasn't entirely sure how she felt about it, though for the most part, she was livid by the wizard's demand of her. The redhead princess snorted, as if she would do such a thing.
Marion had gone pale as she croaked out weakly.
It was a wonder as to why her daughter hadn't wanted to talk about it.
Valtor was a despicable bastard. Her grip on Bloom only tightened. Fear had managed a way to seep into her chest, as the fairy had known that the wizard was bound to do. He would threaten her girl with words like that—somehow trying to draw her daughter into his dirty arms. Marion's emerald eyes had evoked another kind of emotion—something that was rarely seen in her lovely features.
"What?" Oritel broke the silence that had befallen them all. Anger laced Oritel's voice, as the man continued to press for more information from Bloom, his eyes narrowing at her. "What do you mean he wants you?"
Bloom gave a shrug, not fully grasping Valtor's intentions. But a part of her inside already knew what his implications meant. "I don't know. He hasn't exactly emphasize about what he wanted, but he did threaten me with making my life like hell." It was pretty ironic. That almost rung a bell in her mind. The way Valtor had spoke those words as it sparked a familiar sensation in her chest. A chill down her back over the way he made her feel squeamish from the inside.
Valtor's future-self had managed to do extensive amount of damage on her—one of them was completely wiping out her memories and the second one, well was obviously being sent back in time when her parents are merely in their late teens and in their early adulthood years.
Oritel cursed under his breath, as he paced around.
He should've expected something like that coming from Valtor.
The nerve of that twisted wizard.
"But my better question is why would Valtor want you if he doesn't know who you are?" Alec spoke concernedly, his green eyes had fallen onto his little sister and his niece for an explanation.
That question alone had seemed to cause the fairies to glance at each other nervously. "Valtor had Faragonda under his spell. So naturally to him, he wanted information and made her spill the truth," Luna frowned deeply.
Alec grimaced. "This would make things a bit difficult."
"Unbelievable! That bastard doesn't know when to stop torturing people?" Radius said, anger detected in the tone of his voice.
Bloom could easily see that the conversation about Valtor had sparked an argument between the boys. The girl rested her head on Marion's shoulder looking utterly exhausted. She didn't even know what the current time was, but Bloom could tell that it was beyond midnight at this point.
I could sense your burning flame Bloom. No matter where you are, I can always find you. So don't you try to think otherwise. . . Valtor had whispered those words into her ear.
It was cruel.
Weariness had shown on the girl's face as she allowed her heavy eyelids to close. The conversation within the spaceship had seemed nothing more than a mumble of words fading in and out. Darkness swirled all around her as she felt the sleepiness had took over Bloom.
The remaining fairies had fallen asleep leaving the boys back to their earlier debate they'd been discussing about in the first place after recently hearing the devastating news about Magix's collapse. It was one of the major realms besides their own homeworld. The entire City of Magix had succumbed to the darkness mere hours ago, as Mandragora and her armies of darkness had swept through the three magical schools.
It had been utterly devastating once the news had gotten out as a public announcement to the entire magical universe. Parents had been plagued with fear over the safety of their own children that most of them had decided to immediately pull their children out and bring them back home, away from the dangers.
"Who would've thought that Magix would be the first major Realm to fall?" Radius grumbled.
This hadn't brightened anyones' mood. In fact, it had only worsen since if Magix was the first Major Realm to fall then their own Realms would soon follow.
"Lets be grateful for the fact that none of our own Realms hadn't fallen to Valtor and Mandragora," the Prince of Andros said grimly. His olive-green eyes were filled with irritation as the mere thought of the Realms falling to the Ancestral Witches' feet.
The prince had a look of arrogance and he snorted. "Eracklyon would never fall so easily to them or the Ancestral Witches."
"Neither would Domino." Oritel pointed out.
"Or Andros."
"Or Solaria."
"Magix couldn't have fallen that easily too especially with the randoms attacks that happened in the last few weeks. There's no correlation. It seems they've been trying to locate something important and I can't help but itch on the fact that there are spies among us." Alec elaborated. "I mean how else would the headmaster and headmistress be possessed in the first place?"
Teredor had glanced in Alec's direction almost sharing the same concept as the wizard. "I do believe that you may have the right idea. Someone must've been infiltrating the schools in disguise for a while without anyone noticing."
Oritel couldn't help but feel as if Remesu was somehow involved despite the so called Androsian wizard having such a clean background after Teredor giving him the information that he needed.
Remesu was an only child of Mr. Spellbinder and Mrs. Spellbinder. Though it had said that his parents had mysteriously vanished when he was only a thirteen-years-old boy. After the tragic incident, he had dedicated his own time to practicing magic and learning martial arts. What astounded Oritel was the fact, he'd been secretly working King Aradrith and Queen Malia, Teredor's parents much to the Androsian Prince's own astonishment. Oritel still hadn't trusted Remesu with his daughter.
"We should wake the girls up. We're about to entire Domino's atmosphere and it's not going to be a smooth ride."
Luna was thankful for the fact that the guys who decided to wake them up prior to entering Domino's domain. It had been one bumpy ride once they'd passed through the atmosphere and into the smooth blue skies.
Bloom peered through the window—gazing below to spot an entire city twinkle upon the sun gently rising into the was upon the city, due to the faint morning mist that rose in the air. She could make out the beautiful tall glass skyscrapers and the flags that moved the gently flow of the wind. For some unknown reason, she felt a sense of nervousness wash over her.
She had turned around to see Luna coming up with some sort of brilliant idea as to what they ought to wear. The blond haired fairy had flickered her fingers. Bloom felt the sensation of warm magic wash over her, changing her former pajamas into a nice shade of blue short sleeved shirt with white polka dots and jeans ruffled skirt with yellow wedge sandals. Her red-hair was pulled up into an elegant pony tail with a yellow ribbon.
Marion was wearing a lovely spring green off the shoulders dress. It had ruffles from the waist down. She had a pink ribbon-like as a headband, as Marion's hair was down in thick curls. Her make up was light and natural looking. As for Luna and Niobe who wore tight jeans, though Luna was wearing a dark-blue turtle neck shirt and her blond hair reached her waist.
The brown-haired girl wore a loose purple t-shirt that was tucked in the pants with an inch heels and her thick curly hair was up in a pony tail. Samara was wearing a summery yellow turtle neck dress, sheer tights, and pointed heels. Her hair had loose curls that made her dark red hair seem even shorter falling before the tips of the shoulders.
The spaceship had finally landed in the hangar—where a small group of royal guards had awaited for their prince and his friends to make their appearances. Oritel had manage to arrange a meeting with his parents.
The girls were thrilled to be on ground again (and in a safe area, away from Mandragora and her creepy bugs). The golden sunlight had streamed through the opening glass window, lightening up the area with its bright rays.
"Did you guys manage to catch some sleep?" Luna asked Radius concernedly.
"A little, but don't worry about it. We're fine. I'm glad that your okay love," the Solarian Prince pressed his lips against Luna's forehead as the girl tingled in delight. Radius wrapped his arms around his fiancée's waist.
Alec had approached his sister and niece's side, as Oritel had talked to the guards.
Bloom's blue eyes held curiosity as the girl observed her surroundings as the royal guards had led the group of Fairies and Specialist into the Royal Palace. Familiar magic had swept through Bloom's chest—giving her a warm tingling sensation—something about it felt truly magical. Her eyes had drank in the magnificent halls that glistened as the golden rays spilled through the large glass windows.
Everyone noticed that the palace was heavily guarded, with pairs of guards stationed at every door and small groups of guards patrolling the halls. All of them would salute Oritel and bow before him as the prince made his appearance. They had walked up the spiraling staircase and into the meeting halls, in which the monarchs of Domino were awaiting for their presence.
Bloom couldn't help but feel a swirling sensation stir within her, almost as if coldness was somehow sweeping its way into her. Almost as if a dark unfamiliar magic was hung over the back of her head for unknown reasons. It made her chest feel tight, unable to breath properly as she continued to follow Oritel.
The guards had opened the door, revealing King Hyperion and Queen Leilani and Lord Adrian Lovell and Lady Lassandra Lovell inside, who appeared to be engaging in a deep conversation before their arrival. The parents had seemed to be relieved upon seeing their children and their friends in one piece.
"Your Majesties, your son and his friends are here," one of the guards announced loudly.
The adults' attention had focused on the group of Fairies and Specialists.
"Thank you lieutenant. You can go now. Leave us alone and make sure that we aren't disturbed unless there's an emergency." King Hyperion told the guard.
"Yes sir!" the guard bowed to his king, before exiting out and closing the door behind him.
It had fallen silent for a few seconds before Oritel had approached his parents. His mother was the first person to give her son a welcoming hug—though he could see the glint in her brown eyes over seeing her son uninjured. Leilani had fussed over son, as she gave him a kiss on the cheek which earned a few snickers from his from his friends. Hyperion had placed a hand on his son's shoulder, pleased in seeing Oritel return back home safely.
Marion and Alec were surprised to see their own parents.
The couple had glanced at Bloom, who were simply curious about seeing their future granddaughter for the first time. Of course it was after being informed by the king and queen themselves who managed to fill them in about Bloom's situation.
"When we saw the fall of Magix on the news we couldn't help but worry about you," Hyperion said. "It a huge relief to see all you return safely and unharmed after last night's unexpected attacked by Mandragora and Valtor. I also would like to acknowledge that today we face a new enemy, an enemy we've unfortunately overlooked due to our current situation with the Ancestral Witches, Valtor, and Mandragora. In fact, you should note that the Ancestral Witches and Valtor serve this dark creature."
"What?" the group said, astounded by the king's new source of information.
If the Ancestral Witches weren't enough for single handedly terrorizing the entire magical universe, now there was a new enemy who popped up on the horizon in which the wizard and witches had served its master? What could that even mean? Who was this new master? What kind of dark creature was it? How powerful was it?
Bloom couldn't help but feel sick to her stomach over the way her paternal grandfather King Hyperion had referred this new enemy as a dark creature. She had a feeling. . . that it was somehow familiar to her, as if she had once herself had faced this enemy in her former memories in which she no longer remembered. Chills ran down her spine.
Fear sparked in Marion's green eyes as the girl glanced at her friends and back to her daughter. Although Marion had a curious expression as to wanting to know who their new enemy was or how it was the witches' master in the first place.
"Father would you have any idea as to who this new enemy might be?" Oritel questioned. "And why the Ancestral Witches might serve their master?" Oritel had assumed that the Ancestral Witches were the ones who wanted to seize all the power in the Magical Universe and destroy everything in their path as worlds would succumb to their feet.
A frown tugged at the king's lips as the queen looked utterly disturbed, her grip tightened on her husband.
"I'm sure you're all aware of the story of Great Dragon and how its firey breath sparked life all across the dimensions. During the birth of Great Dragon, another birth happened, one out of pure darkness. A polar opposite to the Great Dragon. He's an unpleasant, but deadly creature. He's a Shadow Phoenix." Hyperion explained.
Horror had spilled across the young Fairies and Specialists' faces.
"An immortal creature born from absolute darkness?" Teredor questioned. In fact he had once stumbled across through A Magical History of the Universe. There had been faint descriptions of the Shadow Phoenix, also there was another term for that deadly creature, the Prince of Darkness.
"Yes. And the Shadow Phoenix can't be destroyed just like the Dragon Flame can't be extinguish." Hyperion said grimly.
Bloom somehow was lost in her own thoughts no longer being in tune with the conversation, as a powerful memory had entered her mind. The vision had instantly changed from the bright to absolute darkness.
Bitter air had brushed against her exposed skin. The throne room in which she had stood had lost its bright (cheery) glow. The family portrait was shredded that had her grandparents and father, and the current family in which she and her older sister and her parents were included completely torn. Everything was completely in ruins. Rubbles was everywhere. The redhead princess could easily see that there was large holes in the wall and the once glass ceiling was shattered.
Bright white blankets had filled the entire room as snowflakes had descended from the darkened gray skies. It almost looked like an abandoned palace. No one was around. It was as if the people had vanished into thin air.
"Oh! This must've been the throne room! It must've been really beautiful back in the days," a bubbly-cheerful blond-haired girl uttered. Her tone of voice was laced with a bit of excitement upon discovering Bloom's royal bloodline, as she continued to inspect the room that Bloom unfamiliar with.
"It's too bad that the Ancestral Witches had destroyed everything. My father use to tell me about this planet, about all the times he visited it with his friends. It used to be one of the most beautiful planets in the entire Magical Dimension." The Andorsian Princess had state as a small smile played her lips. Though her voice hadn't matched her expression. It was utterly devastating.
A dark echoing laugh had bounced the walls.
"Girls be prepared! Valtor's here." It was Bloom's own firm voice.
"I do have to admit, good looks do run in your family. But it's unfortunate that they've all met their untimely demise before you had the chance to know them." A cold voice spoke, startling Bloom as the girl turned on her heels to see Valtor gazing at the royal family's portrait before turning to the current heir to Domino's throne.
Bloom had grind her teeth together, slightly chattering from the harsh cold weather that surrounded her. Her blue eyes had turned into saucers. She didn't want that wizard to compliment her or her family members not after the dark and unforgivable things he had done. Despicable acts that simply couldn't be listed.
Valtor had turned to Bloom.
His pale grey-blue eyes glowed with absolute delight as he eyed the last remaining Princess of Domino. It would be to his own utter amusement that he would be the one to finish her off. The wizard who had managed to destroy the entire Royal Family of Domino under his own hands. That would be one of the greatest accomplishments of all times. A sinister smile had stretched on his face.
Bloom shuddered so hard over her memory that she could barely hear her name being called by Marion.
It had overwhelmed her.
The girl had found herself panting hard for breath as is she had simply forgotten how to breathe in that moment. Her lungs had contracted painfully. Her body trembled from the inside. That memory had really shook her to pieces. The girl had noticed that everyone was staring at her with full concern.
The redhead princess had nearly forgotten that she wasn't alone, as that particular painful memory swept into her mind. Another past memory that only left her feeling confused more than ever.
Why was the throne room room or from the looks of the things the entire palace completely destroyed and deserted from any inhabitants, leaving nothing but coldness? Some sort of eternal winter? For some reason, Bloom had a bad feeling lingering in her chest about that specific memory.
Bloom felt a strong hand placed on her shoulder.
It was her uncle who looked down at her in concern. "Are you alright Bloom?"
The girl felt her cheeks flush brightly . "I'm sorry if I made you all worry. It was just a strong memory."
"What kind of memory? Was Valtor in your memory?" Oritel questioned his daughter. There was a brief flicker of anger in his brown eyes, knowing that the dark wizard may have caused some kind of trigger in Bloom.
She knew that lying wasn't an option. It made her feel extremely nervous knowing that everyone had their eyes on her for her response. "He was."
Oritel grumbled.
Hyperion and Leilani exchanged glances already knowing that Valtor wasn't the issue that had bothered Bloom even though the wizard had played a huge factor in causing their granddaughter to be easily triggered. They had wanted to speak with Bloom alone since they were the only ones besides Faragonda witnessing her memories.
The king cleared his throat, as silence had befallen within the room. "Oritel why don't you and your friends get some rest. After all it was a long journey coming here. Your mother and I will be speaking to Bloom alone. I must inform you that there will be a meeting around 1:30 with other royal families across the Magic Dimension in which I hope you'll all be joining us."
They had thanked the king and queen for such generosity.
Bloom felt as if another memory was trying to resurface into her mind.
This place. . . was it actually trigging some of her painful memories? Memories she couldn't exactly connect together. The pieces of memories felt more fractured than ever.
Marion glanced at Bloom to see that something was triggering her daughter's memories. Were all of her memories unpleasant and dark? The girl couldn't help but find herself shuddering upon seeing Bloom's suffering.
"Father, why can't I be here when you're speaking to Bloom? I have to know what's going on with her and understand her memories? You haven't given me any insight regarding her memories that you possibly know of?" Oritel questioned his father with fierce determination written all over the prince's face. Oritel hadn't wanted to be left in the dark in regarding to his daughter's unfortunate situation in regarding to her memories.
Hyperion and Leilani had known that their son would question them about Bloom's memories. Though they weren't going to spill any kind of information to their son just yet, as for Oritel wouldn't possibly handle such a dark and depressing situation. It wasn't the right time, not until Bloom to recover most of her memories.
"When I find the timing is right, you and Marion would be the first to know. Your mother and I have gathered only a small portion as to what happened to Bloom." Hyperion explained carefully to his son, despite already knowing what's in store in the future. The king only hoped his son would understand for the time being. And perhaps, he could find a way to alter their world's fate?
"The only thing I know is that Valtor in the future is trying murder my daughter so. . . I need to know."
"Oritel, love, please try to understand that this isn't easy for us and imagine how hard it is for Bloom. We're trying to put the pieces together that could very much help my granddaughter." Leilani spoke softy to her son.
Leilani was the only person in the room to reason with her only son and calm him down, after all, Oritel had a soft spot for his beloved mother. Oritel smiled at his mother. There was never in the time of his life, he would argue with her unlike his father. The two men in the queen's family were awfully stubborn and hardheaded at times which had often resulted in heated arguments between the two. She was the only one who could mange to diffuse the situation between the king and prince.
The brown-haired prince had given his mother a kiss on the cheek lovingly. "I haven't possibly thought of that Mum. But please keep me up to date with her, alright? It doesn't have to be much."
The queen smiled warmly. "Please love, why don't you and your friends enjoy your time here. And don't worry, Bloom will be shortly following you."
Bloom was nervous in the presence in of both set of her grandparents (and the girl hadn't met with her mother's parents yet). If anything, she felt utterly awkward once she had watched her uncle, mother, father, and friends leave her alone the throne room with her two sets of grandparents who had grown heavily concerned about her. It had gone awfully quiet once the doors were closed behind them. The girl felt her heart raced within her chest so fast that at any second it might be ripped out from her chest.
"You're certainly a spitting image of our daughter," Lassandra remarked.
"And you managed to inherit my wife's lovely shades of blue. Did Marion tell you about us?" Adrian asked.
Bloom smiled, as the girl recalled the way her mother had talked about her grandparents. "She did."
Author's Note
I thought here would be the perfect ending for this chapter as it was getting quite long. Anyways there's lots of important things I'm going to be mentioning especially since for most of S1 would remain the same, but for S2 and S3 there's going to be altered events and such that isn't going to be the same as the show. The Codex is defiantly a game changer in this story. I thought it would be more interesting that it would be as Seven Pieces that comes from Seven Major Planets (Realms, however you interpret as).
You all know Lord Darkar is after them Codex. I don't like how in the show that there was only 4 Pieces of the Codex. I figured these Seven Pieces would contain the powers of said Planets and combine them together in order to open up to the Relix Dimension and of course you would have to have the purified Dragon Flame. Let's see how Valtor is going to be involved in the First War and what's his role or if he's going to change. Who knows?
There will be time for romance for all the characters. I'm gonna give more backstory to Niobe and Teredor and try to flesh out their characters and also the history of each planet. I would have to say that this story might have around 30 chapters or more depending on how I see fit.
So if you already hadn't noticed, but things are slowly changing which means there's a good possibility that Bloom's future might end up differently. Some people are really curious about Bloom if she's going to stay or go back to her own timeline. It'd gotten pretty debatable. So what don't think about it? I'd like to hear some of your ideas on that.
ButterCup and Chocolate: Things will certainly become very interesting for Valtor, lol.
I hope you had enjoyed this chapter!
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Until Next Time!
