Dedication: Yet again ChrisJan34, who wants my chapters to be longer, and who wants to know how Tecna will earn her Angelix. I'm not going to tell you.

Disclaimer: If I owned Winx the characters would be real.

Hello everybody! I'd just like to say some stuff:

Angelix is pronounced : AN-GEL-IX (gel as in hair gel)

Doraion (Riven's surname) is pronounced: DOUGH-RI-ON

Also, in my version Riven's not a prince, he's a member of high society. And he's rich.

Chapter 9

It was midday, and Stella, Musa, Flora, Bloom, Timmy and Riven were standing outside Cloud Tower, wondering how to get in. They could hardly swan in and ask Miss Griffin if they could search the school, including the witches' rooms and her own office. And although she was not opposed to the Winx, she would not allow two specialists, especially Riven, who was looking sour, to parade around the long, dimly lit corridors of Cloud Tower.

Riven kicked a pebble in Stella's direction, earning an annoyed look from her. Riven did not like Cloud Tower, as it reminded him of his past dealings with Darcy, and, he reasoned with himself, if the purple haired girl and the annoying one who was good at sport were in trouble, why were they all standing around as if they had nothing better to do than talk about the weather.

Stella broke away from the group and eyed Cloud Tower warily. Apart from flying through a window, and that would be almost impossible with the guys in tow, she could see no way to get into the school without breaking a nail. Turning back to the others, she chirped:

"Well I guess we had better knock!" and she marched up to the big door so that she could bang on it's hard surface.

"Stella, No!" Bloom cried, as a flock of birds flew out of a nearby tree, "there's got to be another way in! And we don't want the Trix to know we're here!"

"Why don't we just give up" muttered Riven, and Stella shot him another look. Timmy was standing rigidly, his hands clammy, and his glasses misty. While Tecna was in danger, he really wouldn't be much help, noted Bloom, sighing. For most of the time, Riven was glancing at his watch.

The food had been laid out for the banquet, the floor swept, and the windows sparkling. All that was left was for Riven to come with his girlfriend. Silvius Doraion, Riven's prim and proper father, did not like his son much. Unfortunately, Riven did not like his father much either, and did not make an effort in his company. Riven's mother hated sullen and sulky Riven, and wished she had had a girl instead. It would have made life so much easier. Riven was expected at half past twelve, but his mother was already doubting his arrival. Riven did not keep a good schedule.

The four girls and two guys were still clustered around Cloud Tower. Riven kept glancing at Musa. Finally, he said:

"Musa, can I borrow you for a second?"

"Sure," said a surprised Musa, and they vanished into the trees. Almost exactly five minutes after they had gone, when Flora was about to go and look for them, Layla staggered out into the open.

She looked awful. She had cuts all down her arms, and her hair was messy. Her expression was grumpy and rude. She glowered at them all.

"Layla!" cried Flora, and she ran towards her. But as soon as Flora touched her, Flora crumpled, and fell to the floor.

"Flora? But-" stuttered Bloom. Layla suddenly shot like a bullet towards them. As soon as she touches them, Bloom and Stella collapsed. Timmy pulled out his gun, but was hit in the face with a blast of magic. He fell to the floor in a heap.

"You'd think," said Icey smugly as she morphed back into herself, "That fairies could put up a bit more of a fight." And with a click of her fingers, the girls and Timmy vanished. Icey searched the nearby trees for any more people, then disappeared inside Cloud Tower, as there was no one else anywhere near Cloud Tower.