Hello everyone! I'm back for a new chapter, hope you like it. The thoughts are in italic.

I use Reverso to translate my though in English but feel free to correct me, I don't think it's perfect.

Chapter 3: starting a new life

Miss Faragonda said to Matt to follow her. The serious tone of the young man had convinced her. She deactivated the shield that surrounded Alfea, allowing the boy to enter, and she led him to her office. The duo was looked with curiosity as they went through the school. Matt recognized some of the classes on the way, but he was more concerned about how the old woman would take his words.

After all, he was about to say that everything and everyone she knew was fake. The chances she was going to call him crazy were high. As he was trying to find a good approach for his revelation, he was unaware that the headmistress was focusing on him as well. Using and old technique named 'the inner eye'; she extended her mind toward Matt in order to visualize his aura. The aura was the energy field emitted by every living being. Its color indicated your king of magic, good or malevolent, and its intensity indicated your power level.

What she saw left her perplexed. Matt's aura was a mix of gold and red. It meant he was a person who would protect, but he would use violence to do so. The aura itself was also unusually big for someone that young even if it wasn't exceptional. There was no trace of blue, which meant he wasn't a wizard, or a magic user. There was also a point of black, but that was normal. It was the expression of his negative emotions. Everyone had black on their aura, even the winx. But the most disturbing was the strange shade of purple, slowly moving in a circular pattern.

It was something the headmistress had never seen before. Purple was not the color of an aura, but the color of extremely powerful and ancient spells, spells she wasn't sure if she could use them. After this analyze they had arrived to the office. Faragonda opened the door and let the young man enters first. He thanked her and he took a seat after he asked her if he could sit down.

"Well he is polite, that's a good start". She took her own seat and put hands on her office.

"Here we are Matt. You may speak now; your words will not leave this room."

"Thank you headmistress. What I'm about to say may seem… insane but I swear it is true." He was really nervous and ill at ease. "I come from another dimension. In this dimension, everything, you, this school, this whole universe… it's not real. It's a TV show. Everything that happened, everything that will happen, it was written on a script."

Faragonda listened to the young man. His words were indeed unbelievable and she wanted a proof.

"How do I know you are not lying or crazy? What you're telling me is quite the tale!"

Matt nodded, and he told her everything he knew: what happened last year with the Trix, what should happen with Darkar, then Valtor, the black circle and even Tritannus. He told her Bloom would find a way to free her planet and her parents, and later she would save Daphne as well. One could have mistaken him for a fool or even someone who had lost his mind, but he added details, facts impossible to know unless you were involved… or unless you've watched the show.

For the headmistress it was now impossible to deny. She suddenly remembered something she had read a long time ago.

"Please wait a moment," she said, before waving her hand in the air. It created golden sparkles and a book appeared. It was a big, ancient looking volume. She slowly opened it and started to look for a page in particular. Curious, Matt bent to look. The pages were filled by symbols, runes written in a very ancient tongue he couldn't read. From time to time drawing of ancient creatures or matrix of spells decorated the pages.

"What is this book? It looks like it's old and powerful" Said the young man, trying to ease the tension.

"Indeed, it is a very ancient book, and there is only a single copy of it. You see Matt, when a headmistress of Alfea is chosen, the former headmistress tells her about the deepest secrets of the school and this book is one of them. It is called "The Volume of Possibilities". It is about all the possibilities our dimension may have or had, from altered timelines to crossing dimensions as well as forbidden spells and summoning spells that should have never been created. Reading this book may lead you to insanity and for this reason the headmistresses of Alfea keep it in the school, away from anyone who could read it. However I was curious about this book and I read some pages."

"What did you learn? I mean it sounds exciting."

"I learned things that could shake the beliefs of many and if I'm not mistaken… Ah there it is! Listen:"

Faragonda started to read and soon magic energy included the old woman and the boy was glowing. Light changed, from bright to dark and bright again, the sign of an ancient magic being used once more.

"At the center of things

Where lived the old kings

At the twilight of death

At the dawn of life

Here lies the first world

From it all were born

For all is its dream"

The magic energy disappeared and the room was back to normal.

"This is what you told me. You come from the first world. The one the people of which created everything else, with or without the knowledge of their actions." Said Faragonda while closing the old book and sending it back with a sign of her hand. For a moment she said nothing, looking like she was very tired.

"I'm sorry." Said Matt, bowing his head.

"For what? You've done nothing wrong. You are not a member of the creators, who decided the fate of Domino and so many others. You did not give birth to a girl only to destroy her body before turning her into a ghost. I guess you want to go back home?"

"Yes, and I though you could help me. If you want…"

"Of course I'll help you, but first we need a story for you, you simply cannot say where you come from."

They spent the afternoon creating a plausible story for the young man. He would be a distant relative of her and he would live in Red Fountain. There he would receive the specialist training, for his journey to his world would certainly be a troublesome one. Especially if the one called Lord Darkar was to return. When they were done it was the evening. Faragonda created some clothes for Matt before calling Saladin. The image of the old wizard appeared on the office and she explained the situation.

"Incredible! You have my support Faragonda, send us this young man and we will make sure to hide the truth about him."

As the hologram disappeared Matt thanked the old woman and she teleported him. Once in Red Fountain Saladin and Codatorta greeted him and they took things in hand.

Meanwhile, in a dark castle, in an unknown place…

Sitting on his throne and surrounded by dark magic, a mysterious figure draped in armor thinks. His summoning spell was supposed to bring him the asset he needed for his plan, but it failed. It killed his minions in the process but he didn't care, those mindless beasts were nothing to him and he could create them at ease. This failure was bringing him back to his first plan: finding suitable allies for his quest. But acquiring the scroll for the spell had been harder than expected and it infuriated him.

Containing his fury, the creature known as Lord Darkar used his sphere of vision to look for people who might be useful to him. Focusing his hatred and anger on the sphere he recited an old spell and his artifact started to glow in a dark shade of red. Quickly it showed him the faces of three young women, looking displeased. He knew them, they were the Trix. Their failed attack against Magix had made them famous.

A dark grin appeared on the Dark Lord's face. Those girls were weak, but evil enough to follow him, and too stupid to understand the stakes.

"Well, it seems fate has turned in my favor after all…"

Taking the form of a dark phoenix, he left his throne, unaware of the black skinned girl who was waiting, hidden behind a rock. Once he was nowhere to be seen, the girl stooped hiding and ran to another room in the castle.

"I must find the pixies! I must free them from this monster!"

She ran, again and again, until she finally found a room with a cage in its center. In it were floating several little creatures, looking like miniatures girls with wings. Gasping, the girl managed to find the locking system, freeing the pixies. Sadly it activated an alarm, and soon monsters were after her. She ran, she fought but in the end a monster attacked her viciously and as a result she lost the pixies. Another attack hit her on the face and she fell of the castle, in the river under it. The current carried her far off and the monsters brought the pixies back into their jail.

And we are done! If you think this story lacks of winx don't worry they will appear soon.

Good bye!