Okay, the only reason I am updating this story SO often, is because I love it. I absolutely, positively, love love LOVE it. :) I hope you are enjoying it as much as I am! And please oh please read and review! :D (I like smiley faces... HEEHEE! Sorry, I just had half a tub of frosting. I like frosting... :D)
"What?" Griselda's head snapped around in astonishment. Faragonda just walked ahead and beckoned with her hand.
"Come with me to Black Mud Swamp, we have much to discuss."
The confused faculty followed their Headmistress into the swamps that their colleague Palladium loved so dearly. WizGiz's eyes filled with tears as he passed Palladium's favorite tree; he could almost see the sorrow coming of the the oak in waves. Apparently, the Swamp's plants knew of the Elf's capture as well.
Faragonda sat on the grass in a clearing, and her heart felt heavy with sorrow at the thought of her adopted son's kidnapping. She motioned for the others to sit. Once everyone was settled, Faragonda began her story.
"Saladin and I were going to Athryell for vacation to cope with the thought of our son's, our only real son, still birth. We had o idea of the attack, as it was quite recent and all communications were cut off.
"When we got there, we were shocked at the state of the once beautiful realm. Grass was trampled, burned, and blood-stained. Bodies lay strewn across the ground, as if the sight were just as common as dandelions dotting a wide open plain. It was horrible.
"Then, amongst the almost deafening silence, we heard a small cry. We went to investigate, and there Saladin and I found Palladium, a tiny little baby, wrapped in a blue blanket. We looked for the child's parent's, of course, And we certainly found them. In the kitchen were two Elves, one already dead with a slit throat, and the wife dying on the ground. As we walked over, her eyes lit up.
"'Take care... of my... son.' She coughed out. I remember watching, horrified at the sight. Just the memory of that time fills my heart with icy dread. And so, we fulfilled the mother's dying wish, and took care of the little Palladium.
"He was-is, I mean- like a son to Saladin and I. I want to go over to Red Fountain and inform him about what has transpired here at Alfea. Will you come with me?" The Headmistress asked, her story finished, and the beginnings of tears showing in her glistening eyes.
"Of course we will come, Faragonda! Why wouldn't we? Palladium spread cheer where ever he went, and I just want to see that beautiful smile that lights up a room again." DuFour exclaimed. The others nodded in agreement. Faragonda stood up and stretched.
"Alright, it's settled. Let's head over to Red Fountain to have the talk I should never have."
So, there's another chapter! I hope you like it. And I'm pretty sure that someone will ask, 'hey, Jeffthemaicalpegacorn', why aren't you putting in the Winx's adventures? Well, little voice inside my head-uhm, I mean random person that I don't know-I'm glad you asked! I want this to be mainly the teachers' adventure, 'cause the show puts them in the background too much. And the teachers are just plain, like, AWESOME! So, yah. Hope your life is magical!