Warning: This chapter contains sexual situations, references and course language. Please note the stories change from T to M. You have been warned.
Chapter 8
Flora dropped her phone and pivoted on her heel, rushing for the door as quickly as her feet could take her. She needed to tell the others…she stopped. Her feet stopped running and she stood in the middle of the corridor realizing the truth. They had told her to stay away, to leave them alone so no one else got hurt; they weren't going to help her find her sister. A little dejected she turned again and headed back into the room to continue packing her belongings.
Tears filled the corner of her eyes as she placed the last few items in her suitcase. All the good memories running through her head of the times that she had spent with the other girls. She knew that she should leave her stuff until she found her sister but the way that the others felt she was not sure if she could trust them with it.
Sitting down on her bed the tears started to flow from her eyes as she realized that she and Miele would be all alone with no one to turn to not when they needed it most. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed something moving, turning her head she saw Kiko holding the rose that had been lying on the floor in the commons area of the dorm.
A small smile started to grow on Flora's face as the little bunny started to hop over. "Hi Kiko." Flora said as the bunny approached. Kiko laid the flower at Flora's feet and she could see some tears forming in the corner of his eyes.
"I know little guy," she sighed, scratching behind his ears and making him smile a little. "I'll find her." He shook his head before pointing to a picture of Bloom and herself on her nightstand, their arms around each other and smiles on their faces. "I don't want to leave," she admitted. "But I need to find Miele and I know that the girls don't want me back." She zipped up her case and he jumped onto her bag as she turned to leave. Putting the case back on the floor she knelt before him. "I'm sorry Kiko, I don't want Bloom to worry okay and you can't come with me." He nodded sadly and sat in the dorm with his ears drooped to touch the floor as she walked to the door and placed her hand on the handle. "Bye Kiko," she greeted before closing the door.
Icy and Stormy walked down the street, Miele dragging behind slightly. Stormy yanked on her arm, forcing her forwards with a cry. "Shut up," she whispered harshly. "Or your sister will get hurt." She stopped sobbing and walked along the pathway, looking at others who were passing by, her eyes begging them to help her, begging them to figure out that she didn't belong with them but once they turned down another darker alley all the people disappeared.
Suddenly she tripped and came crashing to the ground making Stormy double back to lift her to her feet again. "I don't know why you brought her with us," Icy snapped. "She's more a nuisance then you usually are."
"We had no choice," Stormy protested. "Did you want to be located? You know that she would be pissed if we had failed."
"So what," Icy stated, "I still don't trust her." Looking down at the young fairy with anger in her eyes, "Just let her go now."
"She knows too much, Icy. We can figure out what to do with her when we get back." Icy didn't say a word as Stormy complained into her ears the rest of the way. Finally they stopped at the clubs doors and she threw her hands in the air. "Fine, but you are taking the blame for this; you decided to drag her along." And with that she pushed the doors open and stepped inside. The club was empty, the usual bar tenders doing their zombie like work cleaning glasses and getting ready for the next night. Stormy closed the door and pulled Miele along, the young girl releasing another sob. "Quit it will you?" Stormy snapped again, pulling her arm forcefully so it hurt.
Icy's heels clicked on the stairs as they neared the office and she knocked with her fist. A few moments of waiting with no answer Icy pounded on the door again before a moan was heard on the other side of the door.
Icy and Stormy looked at each other with puzzled looks on their faces before the ice witch slowly opened the door to reveal the disaster of a room inside. The chairs near the desk had been toppled over; the papers that were on top of the desk when the two witches had left were now on the floor all over the place. Each girl noticed the different pieces of clothing lying discarded around the room.
"Darcy are you in here?" Stormy called out.
They watched as she lifted her head above the couch to look at the three people by the door. Stormy and Icy both looked at her with shocked faces. "Please don't stop." A voice said from below Darcy as they all watched an arm wrap around her and try to pull her back down to the floor.
"We have visitors." Darcy said as she looked at the three other people in the room, "Icy and Stormy are back and they brought someone with them."
Tamara slowly sat up to reveal that she was wearing nothing before glancing at the three people in the room, when she noticed Miele a feeling of rage began to build inside of her that she did not know she had. She yelled with frustration, flicking her hand as the door slammed in Icy's face. Her eyes remained wide as she looked to Stormy's without blinking. "Were they just-"
"Yeah," Stormy sighed, as Icy's eyes flicked down to the young girl who had confusion and hurt written all over her face. "Well what do we do now?"
"Knock again I suppose," Icy replied, forming a fist with her fingers and bringing it to the door. However, just before she could knock against the wood it splintered in her face, blasting her backwards as magic blew the door to smithereens. Icy landed on the dance floor below with a groan as Stormy looked back to Tamara, her hands clenched by her side, face contorted with rage, her teeth clenched. Stormy was grateful that she had decided to get herself dressed through was still shaking in her shoes. "Who is responsible for this?" She barked as Miele's eyes widened with more surprise. It was Flora; she was the one doing this?
"Flora?" She whispered when Stormy raised a hand and slapped her on the arm making Tamara rush forwards and seize the witch by her clothing and push her backwards. Stormy looked down worriedly, hoping that she wouldn't be thrown over the edge of the banister. Tamara leant next to her ear. "Never…touch…her."
Darcy walked out of the room, her hair a mess and eyes flushed with red. "Darcy, darling, please collect your sister, off the floor. I have business with this one."
"Of course," Darcy replied as she walked through the door.
"Oh and take Miele somewhere else." Tamara said as she looked at the young fairy, "I don't want her to see this."
"Ok," Darcy said as she stepped to the young girl. Extending out her right hand and placing it on Miele's shoulder caused her to look up to see Darcy smiling at her. "Let's go."
Darcy could feel the young girl begin to shake slightly before nodding her head. Tamara watched as the two other people slowly climbed down the stares to the dance floor below before turning her vision back toward the storm witch.
"Now tell me what happened with the simple mission that I told you two to finish." Tamara said with anger in her voice.
"We…uh finished it," she mumbled quietly making Tamara raise an eyebrow. "And?"
"And we had no choice. We had to take her otherwise we would have all been caught."
"Did I tell you to kidnap anyone?"
"Well no but-" A sickening snapping sound filled the room just before a loud scream was heard.
"But what?" Tamara asked, watching the fear in Stormy's eyes grow with the throbbing pain in her finger. "There are no buts Stormy, if I tell you not to do something then you don't do it!" Another snapping sound filled the room before Stormy screamed out again.
Tears leaked from Stormy's eyes as Tamara pulled her face up to her own. "Understand me?"
"Yes," she sobbed. "I understand!" A third snap and scream filled the room.
"I don't think you do," Tamara taunted. "Miele, is one of the most precious things in my life and you hurt her."
"I didn't mean to, honest. I thought you'd want me to shut her up."
A slap knocked the wind from the witches face before another snapping sound caused Darcy and Miele to flinch down below.
Stormy didn't dare look down to see the mess her hand was but she felt Tamara grip her final finger. "P-Please…don't…I'm s-s-s-orry."
"You betrayed my orders, you put an innocent life in danger, you underestimated me. You don't know me or what I want!" A fifth sickening snap echoed through out the room before the storm witch screamed out in pain, her vision began to blur from the shock of each finger being broken one by one.
Tamara threw her to the floor in a heap where she fought the pain and began to hyperventilate. Her heeled boot kicked her ribs, snapping them before she walked to the stairs. "You think you're in pain now, you haven't seen anything yet."
Stormy watched as Tamara began to descend down the stairs before her vision was overcome with complete darkness.
"Darcy what the hell were you thinking?" Icy yelled before she heard a snap that made Darcy and Miele both jump a little and look to the ceiling. Darcy shook it off before walking to a nearby table and taking a brush, using it against her long brunette silky hair and removing the mess Tamara had made of it before. "She's a psychopath! How can you-" she stopped, feeling a pounding in her skull. "What the hell did Stormy and I see?"
"Just two people in love," Darcy replied simply.
"No you don't! First of all you're straight; you always have been, flirting with the other guys that we have join our forces, Riven, Darkar, Valtor."
"None of them have ever cared about me," Darcy replied. "She does, I love her and I know that she loves me." Icy saw something different in her sisters eyes, the usual spark of wickedness that shone when she had her own ideas had been snuffed out like a candles flame in the wind. "She's done something to you."
"No she hasn't," Another snap entered their ears but this time Darcy didn't react and Icy did. They heard a loud scream.
The sound of a sobbing girl caused Darcy to turn to see Miele sitting on the floor with her knees against her chest and her arms wrapped around them. Darcy walked over to the sobbing young girl and crouched down next to her. "It's okay." Darcy said with a calm voice.
"Why do you care so much for that girl?" Icy asked with anger in her voice.
"Because I was asked to make sure that she was safe and I am going to do that." Darcy replied as she turned toward Icy with a smile on her face.
"So that's how it will be," Icy said as she looked at her sister, "Well if you won't listen to me this way then I'll just have to make you."
"Do anything to either of them and you die." A voice said from the stairs.
Everyone turned to see Tamara walking down the stairs glairing right at Icy. The murderous look in the fairies eyes made Icy back down and walk to the other side of the room. Tamara smiled at Darcy and Miele as she walked over to the two of them.
Kneeling next to Miele she leant to Darcy and kissed her lips for a moment. "Can you take your sister somewhere else for a while. I'll summon you with a charm so you can bring her back." Darcy nodded willingly before taking Icy away.
"You will get what you deserve for taking away Darcy's free will, I swear it!" She yelled before they left the room and the door closed. Miele stifled away quietly before Tamara extended her hand. She closed her eyes and hid away trying to curl herself into a ball though one hand was holding the opposing wrist.
"I won't hurt you," she promised. "What happened to your wrist hmm?" Miele still didn't trust this Flora. Though she decided that it was probably better to just give in then to not. She slowly crawled away from the shadows and into the light, extending her sore hand outwards. Tamara inspected the bruising that had begun to show before she asked her to move it. She did though it caused her some discomfort. Carefully feeling the bones in her joint she diagnosed the problem. "It's not broken, just a sprain sweetie, it should be fine." She stood to her feet and walked to the cabinet, taking a bandage and some cream.
Carefully rubbing the cream over the area Miele winced. "Sorry," Tamara apologized, trying to be as careful as possible. With the bandage wrapped she looked deep into the young girls eyes. "Where's Flora?" She asked making Tamara smile and laugh a little.
"Flora, well she's fine, in fact I'll be catching up with her sooner or later. It's kind of ironic isn't it, that Flora's best friends in the entire universe cannot tell the difference between her and myself, but you can. Smart little thing aren't you?"
"I want to go home."
"And you will baby, soon," Tamara smiled. "I promise." Flicking her hand in the air, Darcy opened the door and brought Icy back. "Icy," she demanded standing to her feet before pushing the witch to the wall and cutting off her air supply with her hand, the witch twisted and turned while Miele's eyes filled with tears at what she saw. "You will not fail me again, is that clear? I want you to take Miele back to Alfea, understood? Unharmed." Icy nodded and she was released. She landed on the floor and looked to the child as Tamara whispered something seductively into Darcy's ear, something about a task she needed to complete, one that would guarantee her a great reward. But she was too tired to reply when they both left.
"Alright, Miele, time to go on a trip."
Her vision cleared to reveal that Icy had taken Miele to outside the hospital in Magix. Miele was thrown to the ground and landed on her wrist which made tears spring to her eyes as she looked up at her attacker to see Icy glaring at her with her pale blue eyes.
"I don't care what she tells me to do." Icy said looking down at the young girl, "I am not going to that school again, besides I need to figure out how to get Darcy thinking right."
Icy began to turn away from the girl sitting on the ground when she heard a sobbing sound. Turning quickly she reached out and grabbed Miele by her hurt wrist and forced her to her feet. "Stop you're crying you little baby!" Icy yelled before pushing her toward the hospital, "Just get going I don't care where you go. Just get out of my sight."
Icy stood there watching the girl run toward the hospital before turning and flying off into the distance not once noticing Tamara floating high above her with a face full of anger. "She will pay for that." Tamara quietly said to herself.
Stormy's eyes slowly began to open to reveal Darcy sitting nearby on a couch with a knife in her hand cleaning under her fingernails with it. Looking around she could see that she was brought into the office that she and Icy had found her and Tamara.
"It's nice to see that you finally woke up." Darcy said as she turned to look at Stormy.
Stormy ignored her sister and closed her eyes from the pain as she pushed herself up off of the floor. Walking to the door that had been fixed she placed her hand on the knob and tried to turn it.
"Not going to work." Darcy replied as she placed her feet on the floor of the office, "Tamara made sure that you couldn't leave."
"And why would she do that?" Stormy asked as she turned to look at the witch sitting on the couch.
"Oh she did not think that you had learned anything from your punishment." Darcy replied as she stood up.
"And how am I supposed to learn anything from you?" Stormy asked before hearing a thud behind her.
Turning around she saw the knife that Darcy was holding in the door with drops of blood coming off of the blade. A searing pain began to grow in her left arm as she raised her hand with the broken fingers up to the area of the pain. When she moved the hand away it was covered in blood.
"You Bitch!" Stormy yelled.
"Tamara promised me a night full of passion if I made you suffer." Darcy said as a smile appeared on her face.
"You will never get away with this!" Stormy yelled as she took a step toward Darcy.
Darcy began to laugh as a spike of dark energy raised from the floor of the room beneath Stormy. The spike extended through her foot and knee. Blood began to flow from the two holes as the spike receded back into the shadows below Stormy. Everyone in the building could hear the scream coming from the storm witches mouth before she fell to the floor unable to stand on her injured leg.
"So did you like my darkness spike?" Darcy asked as she walked by Stormy.
She looked up at her sister to see the same missing spark of wickedness. "Darcy listen something is wrong with you, that bitch cast some sort of spell on you."
"No she didn't." Darcy yelled as she jabbed the knife into Stormy's chest puncturing on of her lungs. "I am in love with her and will not let you bad mouth her any more."
"Don't do it!" Stormy yelled as she watched Darcy raise the knife high above her head, "She does not-"
Stormy could not finish what she was saying as the knife came down into her chest puncturing her heart. Darcy sat back looking at what she had just done as a mist of blood flowed from the new wound. A new smile appearing on her face hoping that Tamara would be happy with her.
Miele's vision was blurred from tears as she ran through the doors to the hospital. She could not see that person standing in the middle of the room thinking to himself about something. "I'm sorry." Miele apologized looking up to see the person she had run into.
Helia looked down to see Miele looking up at him, before she tightly wrapped her arms around his legs and began to sob. "What are you doing here?" Helia asked as he began to crouch down, "I thought that you were at Alfea."
He slowly began to un-wrap her arms from around his legs only to see her face contort in pain. As he looked at her he could see tears beginning to form in the corner of her eyes before noticing the bandage wrapped around her wrist. "What happened?" he asked with a concerned voice.
"I…I was t-ta-taken from the dorm room." Miele stuttered.
"What!" Helia replied with a shocked voice, "What happened? Is Flora alright?"
"Flora's fine," Miele nodded, "she was not there at that time."
"Do you know who attacked you?"
"Yes, it was two of the three witches that attacked when Flora and the others came to Linphea to help Ms. Faragonda."
"No." Helia replied as he stood up taking out his phone.
Quickly dialing a number he listened as it rang. "Please Flora pick up." After a few rings more her voice mail picked up. "Flora where are you? Miele was taken from your room and is now here at the hospital. Call me as soon as you get this message."
After hanging up the phone he looked down at the scared little girl, "let's go and tell the others what happened and get your wrist look at." He said. Miele nodded her head before both walked farther into the hospital.
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