Author's notes: Here's chapter two! Which is fitting as there's two reviews, two favorites, and two follows. Thank you btw :) I really appreciate it. I kind of hope for more of those in the future, if you guys don't mind :)

-Before-

"A mission?"

The famed Winx Club in front of their beloved Headmistress's desk in her office. Faragonda hadn't seen the girls, or rather...women, in quite a while and to say that they've grown since the first time they entered the college campus at the tender age of sixteen would be a mere understatement.

The naive earth girl known as Bloom was now a wise Queen of Eraklyon with knowledge of her true past and the popularity from her people. The bubbly fashionista known as Stella was now Queen of Solaria with her bubbly personality waning a bit but her fashionista side stuck. The shy and quiet Flora was now a well-loved professor in Linphea College after stepping out of her shy bubble. The tomboyish and rough Musa was now known all across the realms as a famous singer with a heart of gold. The logical and emotionally-devoid Tecna was now a royal adviser of King Cryos, using her intelligence and newly acquired empathy in good use. And the athletic and sassy known as Layla was now a beloved Queen of Andros, still enjoying sports every once in a while.

That's not even mentioning how all of them settled down with most of their boyfriends and had children with them. Boy, she felt old.

"Yes," Faragonda said in an urgent tone, as much as she wanted a reunion with her girls, it still had to wait. "An incident occurred last night, a couple who kept ancient artefacts and powerful spells in their isolated home was murdered, no one knew who did it but police had their suspicions of the couple's two children, Artemis and Apollo, both ten years old, who had reports with doing...quite malicious things before."

"As much as I'd like to argue how two ten-year-olds wouldn't be able to overpower two grown adults, I'm wondering what do we have anything to do with this?" Tecna piped up. "Isn't it the Magix Police's job to catch who did it?"

"Or are they just that incompetent?" Musa asked, crossing her arms.

Faragonda noticed their sceptical faces. "...Something was stolen that night, the orb of Malice."

Bloom's ears perked up, "I read about it once," She said, "It is said that the orb has so much negative energy in it that it can corrupt even the purest of creatures at the slightest touch. There was a legend about it that said two children once stole the orb and split it into seven pieces, before releasing it to the world. Each of the orbs made people act a certain way like the orb of gluttony can make someone so gluttonous that they can eat the entire world and still be hungry, or the orb of envy can make someone so jealous to the point of killing people that get in the way of their beloved."

"Yikes, remind me to never get near them, ever." Stella flinched.

"There is no evidence that the orb of Malice has ever been split until now," Faragonda informed. "Some of us has theorized that the tale might not be a legend at all..."

"A prophecy," Flora finished with a gasp. She had read the tale before and to think that it would be true is terrifying. Faragonda nodded grimly.

"Okay, what do you want us to do, Miss F?" Layla asked, pumping her fists. "Find the orbs before it does any harm? Find the kids that did this and teach them a lesson? What?"

"I need you, girls, to gather all the seven pieces as they are scattered all around the Magical Dimension, and at the same time, I need you to try and find out who is behind this and what their motives are. Arte and Pollo didn't just murder their parents and release the orbs all just for laughs, it appears to be premeditated and well planned. Someone must've told them to do those horrific things." The headmistress said. Eventually, she dropped her serious facade. "It will be a rather lengthy mission that will require you to be away for most times," She informed regrettably. The Winx looked at one another hesitantly, and Faragonda deflated. Of course, they'd be hesitant for this lengthy mission. They had kingdoms, jobs, husbands, and children to come home to. The Winx, as much as Faragonda didn't want to admit it, had grown up, and that in itself isn't a bad thing. The Winx were not the adventurous and righteous girls they once were. "You know, girls, you don't have to if you don't want to-"

"Are you kidding me, Miss F? Of course we'll do it!" Musa grinned as she looked back at her best friends for more than a decade. "Right, girls?"

"Yeah!" The girls cheered enthusiastically as they giggled in one another's arms like the best friends that they were. Faragonda smiled.

Maybe they were still the adventurous and righteous girls they once were.

-After-

Headmistress Griselda looked around the courtyard as students of varying ages and backgrounds went in the premises. Many were familiar faces greeting their friends and tackling them with hugs as soon as possible, while others were fairly new faces with this lost look in their eyes as they have no idea what to do and where to go. Her gaze shifted to the winged gates of the campus and there she saw more familiar faces, a bit too familiar for her taste.

"Princess Brittany of Solaria!" A bright, cheery voice declared. Brittany was recognized immediately so the brunette was let in the campus. The princess looked around the pink castle-like school as she flipped her hair, "Huh, nothing much changed, as always..."

Griselda smiled upon seeing the princess. She never thought at she could be so...fond of one of her least favorite student's daughter. Don't get her wrong, she loved and cared about Stella and the rest of the Winx like they were her daughters, but Brittany was surprisingly different compared to her mother. She never blew up the potions lab when she was in her first year, she never broke any major rules other than mere minor offenses that resulted in only verbal warnings, and she actually took her studies and position as heir quite seriously. Sure, she's quite the fashionista and socialite and can be quite bubbly but it's never really to the extreme.

After more students came in, another certain fairy was next. "Princess Lana of Andros, I guess." Lana shrugged, the vice headmistress smiled and let her in.

"Welcome back, Lana."

Ah, Princess Lana. Though at first glance, she could be mistaken as some sort of carbon copy of her mother, she's more than that. Other than their shared appearance and love for sports and physical activities, Lana is actually quite different. Instead of being sassy and intimidating as her mother, she's actually very nice and always eager to make new friends with a grin, while also deeply caring for her current friends. She was dubbed as 'the mom friend' by many students in and even outside the school, but like other mothers, she can also be quite intimidating and aggressive at times.

"Heyyy! Miss Mira! How've you been doing? Is Logan doing okay? I heard he got la-"

"It's Miss Mirta, Maxine. And I've been fine. I don't know nor do I want to know where you got that information about my son but he's doing okay. Come in." Mirta said in a monotone voice, used to Maxine's antics.

Maxine finger gunned at the vice headmistress as she slung her knapsack on her shoulder and dragged her suitcase with her as she came in. Max was an interesting one, Griselda decided. Though usually quiet and reserved, she was never the shy type. She can actually be quite intimidating if she wants to. Also rebellious, almost everyone in Magix knows to not mess with Maxine of Melody or anyone associated with her or else they might find out the next day that their deepest and darkest secrets have been let out by yours truly. A pretty terrifying girl, even Griselda had to admit. But Max acted casual and even silly around the professors so all was okay.

"...Can I pull myself out of the college without my father's stupid permission?"

"I'm afraid not, Celine. So you'd better make the best of it. Come in."

Celine cursed as she begrudgingly entered the campus. Celine was another interesting one, Griselda noted. An extremely cynical and witty girl who finds ways to make fun of absolutely everything, ranging from mundane things such as chairs and trigonometry...to things that got her in trouble, like the whole school and almost everyone around her. She was also very mischievous, often hacking the school's network and even other people's computers just because she felt like it. She was a very smart girl but it all goes to waste as she doesn't seem to take her studies seriously.

"Hi. I'm Emily of Linphea?"

Mirta's face brightened at the name, "Oh, Emma!" She smiled. "My, you've grown so much since the last time I saw you. How have you been doing?"

"Okay, I guess..."

"Well, you're going to love it here in Alfea. Come in."

Emily nodded as she went in. Griselda raised a brow. Emily was a new student here, and it wasn't like she interacted much with her girls' daughters beforehand, so she didn't know what to expect from the girl. Headmaster Helia from Red Fountain did mention tidbits about his daughter, like how she adored photography and can be a bit 'flighty', whatever that meant. She just hoped Emily won't get into trouble as much as her mother did several years back, even if Flora did just get dragged into trouble rather than causing it.

"Err, Princess Elizabeth of Eraklyon-"

The vice headmistress looked up at the name, "Oh, so you're Bloom's daughter?"

"Yes?" Liz squeaked. She wasn't even in the campus yet and she's already being recognized as the daughter of someone she has little to no memory of. She wondered if the other daughters like her had been recognized like this right off the bat.

"Welcome to Alfea, Liz. You'll have a great time here like your mother once had."

Liz gave a strained smile, "I hope there won't be fighting bad guys and all that."

Mirta gave a nervous smile, "Sure..." She said in an unsure tone, before shaking her head. "Anyways, come in."

Liz hesitantly went through the gates. Unlike Emily, Griselda actually knew a lot of things about Elizabeth, mostly due to sensationalized news and other kinds of media. She was the famed Bloom's daughter after all, who else's daughter could have as much publicity as Bloom? But she digressed. Liz hated public attention, as seen in paparazzi photos where it's mostly in bad quality as Liz would often cover her face or run off like some recluse troll. She was also a very creative and talented girl, often posting her paintings and poems and stories on her social media sites. Overall, Liz seemed to a nice enough girl, maybe a bit irresponsible, but a nice girl overall.

As more students came in, something had finally dawned upon the Headmistress as several memories flooded in her mind. Malice. A mirror. The Winx disappearing. A prophecy emerging. Faragonda entrusting two things for her. Bloom, Stella, Flora, Musa, Tecna, and Layla. Elizabeth, Brittany, Emily, Maxine, Celine, and Lana. Alfea. A mysterious and hooded woman threatening to destroy the world. Winx. Wrath. Daughters. Winx. Prophecy. Winx. Corruption. Winx. Win-

"Are you quite alright, Miss Griselda?" The headmistress snapped out of it, and looked up to see a very concerned professor Palladium. "Orientation for the freshmen is very soon, you should pre-"

"It's time," Griselda suddenly said in an urgent manner to the elven professor. Palladium blinked, confused at what she was implying, but as he looked at the headmistress' eyes, he understood.

It really is time.

...

"Um," Liz looked up at the large and elaborate and...pink buildings of Alfea, feeling quite intimidated as she had not an idea of where to go or what to do. She looked around anxiously, why does every student seem to know where to go and what to do? Some of them aren't even looking to where they're going! She gripped her own fist as she looked around for any potential fairies to ask help for. That one looked too intimidating, the other one looked busy...

"Liz!" The redheaded girl looked back and saw a strange brunette. "Nice to see you again! Going to Alfea too?"

Liz raised a brow, she didn't know who this strange girl was. "Um, yes? And you are...?"

The girl's face dropped. "I'm Emma! We used to play together when we were four with other kids," She said. Liz raised a brow, everything before she was five years old was a blur to her, sure she could recall small snippets during that time with faceless children her age, but not solid memories. Though, Emma did sound rather familiar to her... "..It's okay if you don't," Emma said, "Many people say I have a very strong ability to remember things, and other people don't have that, and that's okay. Again, I'm Emily. Emma for short." She smiled at the redhead.

"My name is Elizabeth, but I'm sure you already know that," Liz said.

Emily smiled. "That's great! I heard from dad that we're roommates, and we're in the same dorm with two sophomores and two seniors. Isn't that cool?"

"I thought fairies of the same year only share dorms?" Liz asked, raising a brow.

She shrugged. "I don't know why, but you have to admit, it's really cool."

"I guess..." Liz said, pursing her lips. "Also really weird...what are they planning?"

...

"Why am I rooming with her again? Out of all people, why her?" Celine asked in disgust, throwing her thumb over her shoulder to point at her roommate as she came out of her room and to the common room, where two senior fairies sat, lounging around. "I don't want to room with a freak. Does anyone want to switch roommates?"

"Well, if it isn't the pot calling the kettle black." Maxine rolled her eyes as she herself emerged from her room, sitting on one of the sofas in the common room. "Nerd," she sneered at the orange-haired fairy.

"Didn't I tell you before that roommates tend to stay roommates until they graduate?" Brittany asked, she was honestly tired of these two fighting all the time and act like the other is vile and disgusting even though everyone knows they're just best friends who treat one another badly for some reason. She just didn't understand their dynamic, one moment they're best friends who make fun of people together, and the next they're suddenly enemies and make fun of one another. She just didn't understand. "You should have filed a room change before the opening of classes."

"Hey, didn't Cel file one just after the school year ended last year?" Lana asked, turning to Cel. "What happened to that?"

Celine frowned. "It was rejected." She leaned in her seat. "They say it wasn't 'necessary' to change rooms just because I'm 'annoyed' at my roommate."

Brittany raised a brow. "Hanshole changed roommates last year after he found out that his roommate was a peasant on a scholarship." She said, referring to her rival and the douchebag prince of the century, Prince Hansel of Eraklyon. "And I can list other examples with other fairies here changing rooms just because they didn't like their roommate very much. Did you get Max's signature on your request?" Both Cel and Max nodded. "How strange."

"Maybe they wanted to enforce some 'Winx Next Generation' stuff on us. They wanted Max and Cel to be roommates, just like how Musa and Tecna used to be." Lana shrugged.

"That's ridiculous, Lana. Stop with your stupid theory about some Winx Next Gen bull crap." Max frowned. "It's never going to happen, just a coincidence, is all."

Before anyone could counter argue Max's argument, they heard a shuffling of feet behind a door and some whispers. Eventually, the door opened and it revealed two fairies, obviously naive freshmen, as they poked their heads in the door. "Hi?" One of them, the brunette, said with a sheepish smile.

Brittany was the first to react with a smile to the two newcomers. "Oh, are you two the new freshmen in this dorm?"

"I guess," the redhead shrugged as the two freshmen came in with their luggage. The other four had already unpacked so their luggage was nowhere to be found.

"Let's introduce us, shall we?" Brittany suggested as the others responded either positively or indifferently. "I'm Princess Brittany, heir to Solaria's throne, daughter of the late Queen Stella from the Winx Club and one of the best Specialists at his time, King Brandon, and proud sister to Specialist prodigy and naive Casanova, Prince Stiles. I'm also a full-time fashion guru and part time model...oh, and I love parties. Got any of that?" The two freshmen looked at one another in confusion before nodding. "Good, you should."

"Almost 80% of that was unnecessary, Brit." Lana rolled her eyes, before turning to the newbies. "I'm Lana, also a princess but I'd rather not be known by just that. Nice to meet you." Lana smiled.

"Celine, I go by Cel most of the time because my parents thought it'd be soo funny to name my brother and me by a calculator and a cellphone. Pathetic." Cel spat.

"I'm Maxine, mostly known as Max. Yeah, I know it sounds like a guy's name but that's the goal. I like music so if you need playlist recommendations then you can hit me up." Max waved.

Realizing everyone had already introduced themselves and it was now their turn, Emily stepped up. "Um, hi! I'm Emily but I mostly go by Emma, I really like photography and...not to sound braggy but my dad's the headmaster of Red Fountain."

"Headmaster Helia?" Celine raised a brow. "So that means Leon is your brother." Emma nodded. "Interesting..."

"Anyways, I'm Princess Elizabeth of Eraklyon," Liz said, "Um, I like to write and draw, I guess? I also like books."

"Oh," Brittany said lamely, but her eyes eventually widened at a sudden realization. "Oh no."

Emma and Liz were confused. Did their suite mates not want them already? "What?"

Lana was also confused at Brittany's apparent dismay, why would she react so negatively about the newcomers? Unless... "Yes!" She suddenly cheered, as she turned to Celine. "We won!"

"Hah?" was Cel's only response. She only joined the bet half-heartedly at the time so she obviously forgot about it by now.

"Who won what?" Emily asked, lost in the conversation. Max sighed in dismay.

"We had a bet last year about whether the Winx daughters, A.K.A us, will share the same dorm like our mothers did back in the day." Max rolled her eyes.

"And we did!" Lana smiled. "Well, despite our different year levels, of course. I thought it was strange that Princess Brittany of Solaria turned out to be my roommate out of all people, and I became more suspicious when Max and Cel were assigned in our dorm as roommates as well. So I thought, maybe Griselda and the other professors were onto something..."

"Isn't that a bit weird?" Liz asked.

"It's probably just the staff patting themselves on the back for rooming the daughters together to promote some sort of Winx next generation or crap like that." Cel piped up. "The idea of which I find extremely horrendous and stupid."

"I bet you if some Valtor Jr. decided to attack the Magic Dimension, everyone's eyes will be on us. I bet you that." Max said. Cel agreed as they high-fived one another.

Brittany and Lana looked at one another and frowned.

"Please don't jinx yourselves, guys..."

Author's notes: I'm really repetitive, am I? Haha, I introduced the girls at least three times now, but don't worry, the plot will probably start maybe next chapter.

Note: the flashbacks (or the 'before' section at the start of the chapter), despite seeming like it now, is not chronological. It can also vary in length or content. It's sort of like a puzzle, the pieces might not make sense but once it's complete (the story I mean) it will come together quite nicely.

Trivia (yes, I'll be doing trivia on the Winx next gen as maybe it would be more interesting): Did you know both Elizabeth and Hansel were named after literary characters? I always headcanoned Bloom as a bookworm. So Hansel was obviously named after the boy in the Grimm's fairytail, 'Hansel and Gretel' (if you ask Hansel where Gretel is, he'll choke you). While Elizabeth actually has two namesakes, Elizabeth Bennet from 'Pride and Prejudice', and Elizabeth "Liz" Emerson from a very recent book called 'Falling into Place' by Amy Zhang.

I don't know how to conclude things. Um, till next time, I guess!