I forgot to thank her, but thanks goes to Kikurukina Bal Des'Cagal for revising the first chapter of this story.

Chapter 2: Entropy

Definition (statistical mechanics): Measurement of the number of particular ways in which a system may be organized; often seen as a measurement of "disorder".

In his dream he imagined the Omega Dimension fully opened revealing a dark voided abyss. He watched in horror as he stood peering over the edge just enough to see his girlfriend flying back up through the darkness in fairy form. Just as she landed her feet firmly in front of him a hand made up of negative energy seemed to follow her out of the portal and grab onto her legs. It began pulling her back down into the Omega Portal, and Timmy immediately grabbed onto his girlfriend's hands as she was slowly pulled closer and closer towards the portal to an icy hell.

"Timmy!" Tecna shrieked as she was pulled closer to the portal, and Timmy was dragged along as well, "Don't let go of me." Fright gleamed vigorously in her eyes.

"I'll never let go again," Timmy reassured her and used the last of his slipping strength against the portals energy to stop her from falling back into the void. He squeezed her hands tighter. "You aren't leaving me Tecna."

Tears flooded down her eyes in fright as she realized she was quickly slipping away from his palms. "Please, help! I am…slipping." Just as she said this one of her arms slipped away and now she struggled to hang on with one hand. "Timmy!" Finally with one final pull her body was flung away like a ragdoll and she was dragged back down into the Omega portal.

The portal immediately closed up, and all Timmy could do was listen to her petrified screams as she became a victim to the Omega portal once more.

His eyes shot open and he sat up in a panic. He was breaking out in a cold sweat, and his body shook uncontrollably. Alone with his thoughts Timmy glanced around the room and he determined he was just having a horrific dream, but the worse part of it all was that in both realities, Tecna was gone.

He collapsed back into his pillow, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He felt his emotions physically cripple him. Timmy knew he would have to get up for classes soon, but who could think about school in a time like this? Even though he was never the one to miss class, he would be making an exception until Tecna was found. From now on he would have to dedicate all his time into finding her.

There was no telling how long he had to rescue her before things went from bad to worse.

But where would he begin? What type of device would find a girl lost in a frozen wasteland? Maybe if he used a DNA sample… No, he did not have any of that on hand. That would not work. Maybe just going to the Omega Dimension and searching high and low... No, that was a huge dimension composed of many quadrants and tunnels leading almost all the way to the planets core. That would take too long. Maybe sending the right radio frequency would get a hold of a communicator device, but as far as he knew she did not have one. He needed to find some sort of medium able to communicate to Tecna directly, but Timmy didn't have the fondest idea how to approach it. He sighed and decided to sleep on his ideas more.

As Timmy tried to go back to sleep he could hear his grouchy roommate enter from the other room. If he was already up then by Timmy's calculations he was getting back from the showers, and would be leaving for classes soon.

Noisily Riven dug through his drawers, and to his surprise he noticed Timmy still in bed. "Plan on getting up soon?" He asked the half asleep roommate. After a long sleepless night Timmy found himself not as angered by Riven and Helia's discussion the night before, and now he only felt slightly pestered by it. He now felt more understanding that his friends were only trying to do what they thought was right for him. They did not want to intentionally hurt his feelings.

Either way Timmy was not in the mood to be at school or around people. "No," he dug his face into his pillow, "I'm not going to class."

"But don't you have your advanced tactics class with Codatorta the terrible?" Riven attempted to lighten the mood. "You know he'll hunt down any student who purposefully skips his class, especially one who has never missed a single class." Timmy remained silent, "Take this from someone who couldn't skip his class once without getting an ear full."

"I'm sure Codatorta will understand," Timmy retorted as he sat up in bed to look at Riven. "I'm not feeling that great anyway so if anyone asks just tell them I am having a sick day..."

Riven sighed. "Listen…I know what you are going through but you shouldn't keep yourself cooped up like this. I'm sure Helia would agree with me that fresh air might do you good."

"No, I told you I'm not leaving," Timmy resisted. He adjusted his glasses. "Besides I'm sure the word about Tecna has spread around campus, so I would rather steer clear of everyone," he explained. Timmy knew everyone would be telling him they were 'sorry for his loss', but in reality Timmy knew he had no loss to begin with. "I don't need everyone's sympathy right now."

Riven shook his head. Timmy was being too isolated in his opinion, but he knew there was no point in trying to convince him anymore. Timmy still had a lot of info to take in from the previous night. "Okay, okay I get it…you don't want to be around people…I understand," Riven tried to give him a reassuring smile. To Riven Timmy seemed so out of it; as if his mind was completely blank and he was desperately searching for answers. "I'm sorry to leave you like this but I have Potionology III with Professor Osmium, and then Helia and I have Magiphilosophy class with Headmaster Saladin afterwards, so I better get going," Riven began leaving their stuffy dorm.

"Bye," Timmy gave a sympathetic glance and a wave before collapsing back into his bed. Today just was not his kind of day. He had too many unpleasant thoughts buzzing through his head, and he hoped sleep would be the perfect remedy for the time being. He needed to give his brain a rest.

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Riven glanced groggily from his notepad to Professor Osmium at the front of the room. The tall elf professor had blue eyes, fair skin, and had long blonde hair that flowed over his pointy ears and down his back. He wore a three-quarter sleeved navy dress shirt with dark dress pants. Osmium was known as one of the nicer professors at Red Fountain, but typically having a nice teacher meant hard as hell tests, assignments, and exams. At least Riven found potionology enjoyable, and it was a nice change from endurance and battle classes.

Riven peered down at his lecture note and read off in his head what was written. He had a jotted note on the ingredients for a Strengthening Elixir, "Giant's toe…Hawk beak… and the Scaly Pholiota mushroom…Seems easy enough," he thought to himself.

"Psst," he heard someone whisper. Riven peered to his left to see Bishop leaning towards him as if he wanted to talk. Bishop was a very pale and bulky specialist with a tall purple ponytail.

"What do you want Bishop?"

Bishop waited until Professor Osmium was looking in the opposite direction. "I was just wondering how Timmy was doing? I heard from Jared this morning about what happened to Tecna…That's got to be rough."

Riven grimaced at the mention of Jared. He was the specialist he nearly lost Musa to the previous year, and he was still not on good terms with. "Yeah well…at least you aren't rooming with him," Riven replied while keeping his eyes fixed on his note. "I swear he's on the verge of a mental breakdown. He wouldn't even leave for classes this morning."

"That bad huh?" Bishop questioned while jotting some notes down in his book, "Well I guess anyone would feel that way if someone sacrificed themselves like that."

"Why do you even care Bishop? It's not like you were ever that close of friends with Timmy," he darted his eyes and spoke bitterly.

"I was just wondering," he shrugged back and frowned. "Am I not allowed to ask how your roommate is feeling?" Riven went to respond, but found he could not. He did not see the reason to get so irritated by Bishop when he was just kindly asking how Timmy was doing. It was not like he was snooping or something.

"Sorry about getting a little hostile."

"It's fine," Bishop replied, "So I can imagine he's pretty isolated right now?"

"Oh defiantly, but the worst part is that he's in denial…" he explained quietly, "He still believes Tecna is alive." Riven was still concerned about Timmy, and how he still thought she was alive. He could only wonder how far he would go to 'rescue' her. Riven wondered if he would go as far as to travel to the icy realm himself.

"But there is no way she could survive on a realm designated for the worst criminals in the Magical Dimension."

Riven rolled his eyes, "Yeah well…try explaining that to Timmy."

"Don't need to get so bitter again," Bishop chuckled with a shrug as he went back to focusing on Professor Osmium's lecture. He figured by now Riven was already tired of taking about Timmy and the incident. "Picture it this way; at least you aren't in Timmy's shoes."

Hearing Bishop mention being in someone else's shoes made his mind draw to Musa. He wondered if she too was still taking the whole situation as badly as Timmy was. After all, she was Tecna's roommate for the past three years, and for the first time ever she would be sleeping in an empty room. As much as he hated to think about it, but he figured Musa had to have some sort of empty void in her heart. The Omega portal did manage to kill her best friend. Riven was sure how he felt about the whole situation was nowhere close to what Musa and Timmy were feeling.

Maybe calling Musa later would not be such a bad idea.

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"Please remind me again why I took the Magiphilosophy course?" Riven groaned at Helia as he let his face make contact with the desk.

"Because every student at Red Fountain has to take at least one social science course," Helia advised as he flipped through his notes on Magistotle. "You didn't take any up until this point, and then you forgot to pick your classes last year so they had no choice but to put you here."

"Do you honestly have to remind me every time Helia?"

"Well you complain about it before every class," Helia rolled his eyes and went back to ignoring Riven. Unlike Riven, Helia enjoyed learning about magiphilosophy. It was a nice change from all the different battle and strategic courses. In this class Helia could really let himself be taken in with the knowledge his grandfather had to share. After all, he was once a member of the Company of Light who helped defend the world from the Ancestral Witches. There was no telling the extent of his knowledge.

Riven lifted his head from his desk, "So dare I ask how Timmy was doing when you left? This morning he was still really down in the dumps."

"He was the same I guess…Seemed secluded," Helia explained calmly. "It was a struggle to get him to communicate at all with me. I'm really worried he's hitting a psychological breaking point, and I'm not sure what to do," Helia pondered in deep thought. It wasn't the fact that Timmy was especially quiet that morning, but it was more that Timmy's emotions seemed to be constantly changing as if he didn't know how to feel. One minute he was blistering with fury, the next he was drenched in his own sorrow, and then the next moment he seemed to not have any emotions whatsoever.

"Yeah well we can't just let Timmy isolate himself in his dorm all day," Riven sighed as he looked at his watch and noticed class was not going to begin for another five or so minutes. "I'm sure Codatorta wasn't too pleased with Timmy's absence this morning."

"You'd be surprised," a voice replied from behind Helia and Riven. The two turned around to see a navy haired specialist with bright amber eyes. "Codatorta the terrible isn't always so terrible…"

Riven narrowed his eyes at a certain specialist he was not too fond of. "What do you want Jared?" Ever since knowing he once had a huge crush on Musa, Riven could not help but feel cautious around him. The threat of losing Musa to him still loomed overhead in his mind. "Have you been eavesdropping on our conversation?"

"It's kind of hard not to when you talk so loud," Jared explained, which made Riven grit his teeth, "And I was just wondering how you-know-who is doing with the Omega sacrifice?"

"It's none of your business Jared," Riven bluntly replied before going back and resting his head on his desk. He hoped this would be a telltale sign to Jared to screw off, and he hoped resting like this would also pass time before class started.

"Ignore him," Helia smiled kindly at Jared. "And I guess you could say Timmy's emotionally unstable. He is having trouble coming to terms with her death and sacrifice."

"It seems everyone is having a hard time coming to terms that someone from the notorious Winx Club is gone," Jared replied softly. "I know Musa has been taking it really hard, the poor girl."

Hearing Jared mention Musa made his ears perk with distrust. Riven never forgot about Jared and his crush on Musa, and hearing Jared bring her up only infuriated him. How would he know how Musa felt about Tecna? Something did not add up.

Without wasting another second Riven sprang up from his chair, reached across Jared's desk, and grabbed him by his collar in anger. In the sudden combustion of Riven's actions he managed to startle Helia enough to make him tumble out of his seat. By this point all the other students in the class had their eyes fixed on Riven and Jared. He struggled in the brutes grips, "Hey! Wh-what did I do?"

Riven did not care that everyone was staring at the two of them. He tightened his grip on the scruff of his shirt, "Have you been around my girlfriend lately?"

"Wh-what! No, no I haven't at all!" Jared nervously told him, "I-I-I haven't spoken to her, honest!"

"Then how come you know how Musa feels about Tecna's death?" Riven blurted out through clenched teeth, "I don't have much patience Jared."

Noticing how quickly Riven was escalating the situation Helia sprang back up from the floor and back onto his feet, "Oh for the love of… Riven let him go."

"It was my girlfriend!" Jared pleaded, "My girlfriend goes to Alfea, and has spoken to Musa. She told me everything Musa told her I swear!" Jared looked at him fearfully, feeling as though Riven might beat him to a pulp.

"I find that hard to believe."

"No, I'm being honest!"

"Riven, let him go," Helia grabbed Riven's arm and pried them away from Jared, "You jump to conclusions way to easily."

"I haven't been around your girlfriend," Jared sighed and straightened out his wrinkled shirt, "Alice has been talking to Musa and the other girls, because she was just wondering how everyone was doing."

"Alice?" Riven questioned.

"My girlfriend."

"Oh," he dumbly shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Yeah," Jared replied, "Alice told me Musa was feeling really lonely, and she too has isolated herself quite a bit. All the girls don't know how to react or feel at the moment."

"Rough," Helia commented as they all sat back in their seats.

"Alice even told me the girls are disbanding the group," Jared stated.

"What?!" Riven and Helia jaws dropped.

Jared looked sadly at them and elaborated, "Yeah, they want to disband the group after they defeat Valtor. You know…because the Winx Club will never be complete anymore. Once Valtor is defeated that's the end of the Winx Club."

"Did you know about this?" Riven whispered to Helia, which only made him nod no as a response. "There's no way the girls will disband the group after all they've been through together."

"Yeah, but you have to remember that the group isn't whole anymore," Helia explained, "It's been figuratively shattered so to speak."

"Yeah I get it Helia," Riven mumbled as they all turned attentively to Headmaster Saladin. He was now standing at the front of the room ready to start lecturing on magiphilosophy. While Helia was able to concentrate, Riven found it increasingly hard to. It bothered him to know that the loss of one person could manage to break such a tight group. He became increasingly more worried about Musa and how she was feeling. If the loss of Tecna was going to disband the group, then Musa must be really emotionally torn. At this point all he wanted to do was call her, and know exactly how she felt. The last thing he wanted was for Musa to emotionally breakdown like Timmy.

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As soon as class ended Riven spared no time to literally leap from his desk with his stuff, and make a dash out the classroom door. All he wanted to do at this point was whip out his cell, and casually call Musa. Of course he did not want to sound too worried, because of course he had to keep up his bad boy image. But then again, what good would be upheld by trying to stay monotone?

Helia sighed and shook his head with a small smile as he witnessed Riven's mad dash out of the classroom. He knew exactly what Riven was going to do, or rather who he was going to talk to. Helia was not really that surprised to see Riven wanting to communicate with Musa that badly. It really did seem Tecna's sacrifice was bringing out the abnormal side in everyone, and at the moment Helia felt like the only somewhat sane one out of the leftover specialists. On Helia's figurative left he had an even more irritable Riven, and on his right he had Timmy who was riding an emotional roller coaster.

With such new and contrasting personalities Helia was surprised their group was not torn apart by now. Brandon and Sky were due to return any day now, and he could only wonder if those two specialists would be able to assist with Timmy's situation.

Helia was so deep in thought as he sat and collected all his stuff off his desk that he did not notice his grandfather approaching him. At this point the entire class was deserted, and Helia was the only student left in class.

"Helia," Saladin smiled and placed a hand on his shoulder to get his attention. It immediately caught Helia off guard and he looked at his grandfather, startled.

"Oh, h-hello grandfather," Helia sighed with a small smile, "I didn't see you there."

"It's quite alright Helia," Saladin paused as he immediately noticed Helia seemed somewhat spaced out. Saladin wasted no time when getting to the root of a problem, "Is there something wrong? You seem troubled." Being an artistic student it was common for Helia to be in deep thought about art inspirations, but this time he looked like he was in a distressed thought.

He took a deep breath. "No, I'm fine," he calmly replied; even though it was a flat out lie.

Saladin gripped his golden staff tighter and gave Helia a stern look. "Are you sure, grandson?"

Helia looked sympathetically at his relative even though he was not feeling okay. "It's just... My roommates Riven, and especially Timmy are dealing with troubling times right now. Everyone is trying to deal with the Omega sacrifice…I'm sure you've heard about it from Headmistress Faragonda."

"Ah, yes…" Saladin sighed with a frown; recollecting thoughts. Faragonda informed him as soon as she heard the devastating news. It was sad to know that the young Guardian Fairy of Zenith would sacrifice so much for the behalf of the universe, "The Alfea student who gave her life for the Magical Dimension…A tragedy but a courageous act nonetheless." He was unsure if Helia truly understood what would have happened if the portal stayed open. If it would have stayed open the Magical Dimension would have been facing a threat just as great and destructive as the return of the Ancestral Witches. The negative energy released from the portal had the potency to destroy entire realms if they were bombarded with the energy for long enough.

"Yeah, it's really affected my roommates in a negative way," Helia explained softly, "Timmy wouldn't even go to class this morning because of how miserable he was feeling." It worried Helia because Timmy would always put his grades first, and would never miss school like this. How many more days would Timmy be willing to skip? It seemed a new Timmy was emerging in Helia's eyes, and this one was much more emotional than the first.

"I see…That is quite awful," Saladin pondered as he leaned more on his staff, "How many days do you think he will be absent?" He questioned.

"I'm not entirely sure," Helia admitted with a slight shrug of his shoulders. "I really don't think he'll be attending classes until he's resolved his problems, and there's no telling how long that will take."

The two remained silent for a bit as they were both trapped in their own deep thoughts. Saladin finally gave Helia a sympathetic smile. "Helia, can you do something for me?"

"O-of course grandfather, anything," he spoke as formally as he could as he stood up from his seat.

"When you return to your residence I need you to tell Timmy to come to my office today when he has the chance. I need to speak to him privately," Saladin paused, "It won't be a long talk, but I feel if one of my pupils; especially one with an attendance record like Timmy's is being put at risk like this, then I must intervene in some way."

Helia gave a compassionate smile. "So you'll try and get through to him?"

"I can't say for sure," Saladin quickly corrected, "Death is not an easy concept for some to comprehend Helia; especially for someone not used to seeing death on a personal level like this before. It may just take time for one to finally comprehend and move on. I just want to see how he is doing, talk, and hopefully give him enough insights to pull himself out of this state he seems to be in."

"Thank you for taking the time to talk to him," Helia thanked in advance knowing that letting Timmy talk to the Headmaster would straighten his head. Someone with as much knowledge as his grandfather would surely straighten Timmy out and knock some reasonable sense into him.

"I may be Headmaster of Red Fountain, but I still have time for all my students Helia."

It comforted Helia to know that Saladin still cared for all his pupils. Even though he was in charge of a prestigious all male school, the Headmaster was still a compassionate and heart-filled man. Of course his grandfather knew times when he needed to be strict, and the times he didn't need to be so harsh on the boys. However, the times where he chose not to be strict were on a rare occasion. Helia felt confident that he would be able to talk some rational sense into Timmy. If neither Riven nor he could talk through to Timmy; his grandfather definitely could.

The only issue standing in the way now was whether or not Timmy would accept the help offered to him.

A.N (Another damn long note): Timmy not going to class!? That must be a real shocker. I see Timmy as the student with perfect attendance, and the fact he misses a class (Or 2…or 3… in the near future) it becomes a big deal around campus because of his attendance record.

Professor Osmium is my version of Red Fountain's potionology professor. Notice how Palladium and Osmium are both elements from the Periodic Table? Chemistry reference for the win!

Easter egg: The ingredients for the Strengthening Elixir mentioned in Riven's potionology class are ingredients used to make a Strength potion in Skyrim.

Not much to say about Bishop; he found out about Tecna through Jared, who found out through Alice, who found out through Musa. (Damn the news really spreads). I always imagine Riven and Bishop having a bit of a rivalry because they both seem like brutes, hence why Riven doesn't act the most pleasant towards Bishop. Well…that and Riven is becoming irritated and worried as hell.

Magistotle: The Magical Dimensions version of Aristotle.

Then there's Jared. Jared…Jared…Jared… Let's face it; Riven probably still detests the guy. After all, he did have a crush on Musa and he thought he was going to lose Musa to him. Then there's the fact the two seem to have contrasting personalities (Riven is a strong, easily angered, brute, while Jared is a skinny, meek, and quiet guy) that makes them not really compatible.

We all know Riven would jump to conclusions at a time like this if he heard a rival talk about Musa. I almost feel bad for making Riven nearly beat Jared to a pulp, but hey, no physical harm was actually done.

Alice is indeed Jared's love interest in the show. She is an ice fairy at Alfea with blue-grey (very similar to Helia's) hair, pale skin, and blue-grey eyes. I made her a key communication factor in this story; the other specialists had to have found out somehow. I'm not entirely sure this would be a topic coming up on Magix's version of Facebook.

Saladin to all other students would be strict, but to Helia he has to show some sort of heart. In private he is a grandfather figure to Helia, and Helia is his grandson. As strict as he may be he still cares about his students; especially one of his star pupils. It's just like how Griffin, and Faragonda care very much for their students and their well-being.

Next chapter: Riven tries to have a heart to heart talk with Musa and tries to get to the roots of her emotions. Meanwhile Helia confronts Timmy back at the dorm, and realizes Timmy's emotions have hit their brink.