"Stop crying and pull yourself together. Bloom would have wanted us to get it together and do something about this whole situation. She would have wanted us to get rid of that meanie Rozacia. So stop being a baby", Techna snapped.

Stella sat there sobbing. Even Musa had some tears in her eyes.

"Well, I can't help it. I feel bad that my best friend just DIED! I think you've never felt it, 'cause you would know how it is to love someone and then just lose them. Oh, wait. You wouldn't because you never really loved her!", Stella accused.

Musa just glared at Techna. She wondered why Techna was behaving so badly.

Then she realized.

Techna was merely being practical. Bloom was dead. Now Rozacia would try to fight them. Stella and she could never attack back because she was like Bloom. It was Bloom's body and they wouldn't hurt her.

But Techna had detached herself from Bloom's death, thus she would effectively fight back with Rozacia.

Musa consoled her and Stella apologized too.

They went off to find Avalon, so they could figure out something.

Now here's the funny part,

Musa had told Techna about Bloom being in love with Avalon so that they could try to tell him. Stella also had told Techna about Avalon being in love with Bloom so that they could console him. Techna had been stunned.

So they loved EACH OTHER. But neither had the courage to admit it. wow! What a strange love story!

"Oh, Bloom, where are you?", Avalon wondered aloud, in agony. The girls were with him and heard him. They were touched by his pain and devotion. He really cared for his student.

Stella nudged Techna hard; Musa nudged her harder on her other side. Poor Techna nudged them back, both of them.

So Stella got grabbed Techna's hand and went over to the teacher's desk and whispered soothing words to Avalon while Musa sat, engrossed in a spell book.

They sat back down. Musa seemed to get the very same idea; she grabbed up Techna and went over to Avalon and whispered, "Bloom never wanted to hurt you. She cared. A lot", and she went back to her seat. Avalon just stared at Techna and waited for her to explain.

She sighed and out came the whole story. How his rejection had ultimately led to her changing into Rozacia. Well, how, you ask?

Simple.

She left the safe protection of Alfea's walls and went on to meet the trix. The dark energy was ready to engulf her and flow out. It just needed some provoking. The trix provided the necessary push, on instructions from Darkar.

Avalon couldn't help but blame himself. The girls all knew that he hated himself that moment. Musa and Stella looked at each othe. They could have easily played cupid and joined the two if they knew each other's secrets. How close things had come to perfect!

Avalon was guilty beyond reason; he had seen the red energy of love in her orbs and the very thought of her leaving him had scared him and he had pushed her out. Unaware that it was him that she loved.

He was in great pain. He felt a stab of regret in his heart and it was also colored by love and joy. She loved him.

It kept echoing in his insides.

But she was dead.

Bloom was dead, gone forever.

Now that vicious monster inhabited Bloom's body. Rozacia. Though he felt immense hatred towards her, he felt drawn to her.

Drawn to a monster.

Maybe it was because she was STILL Bloom, somehow. Not because of her beauty, but he could sense Rozacia had goodness in her. Like every bad person, she was a misguided youth, led into a wrong path by Darkar. She was still a person and she could love him; only if she allowed him into her heart.

He had vowed to go and slay her, but how could he? He really didn't have to, if his plan succeeded.

Roze, he whispered, stepping into the mirror, to escape reality. It was much more easy to live in the dream world now. He knew he wouldn't see Bloom there anymore; his thoughts were so full of Rozacia. It was like they were the same person. And he would love them both, as long as he existed.

Roze. Bloom.

My love.