Chapter 6: The first chapter begins
Normal P.O.V
They starred at each other, not knowing what to say. Damara twisted a strain of her long blond hair on her skinny finger. "So you want us to help you?" a girl, with a boyish haircut asked. Damy was relieved to hear someone talking. "Um...yes. You don't know me, but trust me. I'm on the good side."
Six girls changed one glare before one of them said, "You knock at our door in the middle of night, completely confused, telling us you were haunted and we should believe you? We don't know anything about you!"
The blond fairy rolled her eyes. She thought it would be easier to make them believe that she only needed help. With a deep breath Damara explained, "Like I've told you my name is Damara and I'm from Eraklyon. I know who you are, so I decided to ask you for help. I mean the famous Winx Club can do everything!"
Damara's P.O.V
I was too relaxed for seeing that fact that I was crazy. It was real. Everything was real! I saw these six younger images of my family! And believe me, no girl wants to see her mother in a tight shirt and a short skirt. Mom always yelled at me when I wore such things like she did. I mean a top that shows your stomach? That was so from yesterday...Well...I was in yesterday...or something.
To explain everything in a few words: I lost my memories from the last days, woke up in Magix, which was completely impossible, because all portals were closed, met my mother in Alfea and the best thing was Mom was about my age!
My mind spun around after I thought of the last hours. Everything seemed so illogical! Maybe it was a dream, or I had an accident and was in coma! I hope it was like this. If this was real, if this was reality I need to find out what happened and Alfea was the safest place for this.
Stella giggled childish when I mused about the famous Winx Club. "I always knew we are celebrities!" I laughed nervously. I wished Blizz was here! She would put me out of this chaos!
Slowly I felt the sadness creeping in my heart. I knew I was alone.
Flora was the first and only one that noticed my sad eyes. "We will help you. Don't be afraid." she whispered and put an hand on my shoulder.
Suddenly electrifying pain rushed from my head to my heart and then through the rest of my body. For a blink of a second, not more, a short film played in front my inner eye. The images were blurry, but I saw it so clear.
"He likes you." Flora, the old, well-know version, whispered and put her hand on my shoulder. "W-what? You must be kidding...This...I need to go."
"Damara? Damara?" My mind went clear again like nothing happened. Bloom stood in front of me starring into my face. "Are you alright?"
I faked a smile and nodded. "Headache...Nothing more." My past mother narrowed her eyes, but nodded. "You can sleep on the sofa this night. It's late. Here is your blanket and a pillow. Sleep tight."
With this everyone went out of the room and switched the lights off. I sighed and starred into the darkness. There were to much question in my head. I couldn't sleep! What happened with me? Was that a vision? I wish someone would be here right now. I wish Mom or my aunts would listen to me. The real ones, not these whatever...
I put the pillow tighter to my chest and felt how my body grew heavier. I drifted to sleep.
I slept tight, with no dreams. When I woke up, still sitting in the chair with my arms around the pillow, the sun shined through the huge window. I yawed, sneaking over to it and opened it. A soft breeze put my hair gently back. My lungs filled with the cool air. I reminded me of the morning before this distaster started.
"You're awake." I heard a voice behind me. It was Mom, the young version of course. I answered, starring on the campus, "Yes, I love the morning. This time is so innocent." Bloom was about to say something when a loud noise and a extreme heat forced us to shut up.
Our bodies hit the wall. We both moaned in pain and confusion. I heard screams. "Bloom! Come out!" Musa yelled from the balcony. "It's Valtor's sign."
Finally some action is in there XD Uh uh Valtor (or Baltor whatever)? Seems like Damy got herself into a lot of trouble.
