Iorda

"Can we… go somewhere that's not here?" Darcy questioned plainly. I could feel that she wanted to get away from all the people. And wanted to go somewhere where she didn't have to think of what her sisters were going through.

"Sure," I nodded, as I slowly started walking down the hallway. The same direction that the nurse had disappeared to. I saw Darcy glance once more at the door of the room Icy and Stormy were in before she started to follow me down the hallway.

As the two of us walked it was pretty much just silence. Darcy didn't want to talk at all at the moment—even though I could clearly feel how she was doing—and not wanting to explain what had happened earlier.

I stayed quiet because when someone doesn't want to talk I've learnt it's best to not say anything. And I also said nothing because this situation was already awkward as it is already. I haven't seen the three witches in months, now they show up suddenly. By now I have buried most of my past feelings deep down, but there is still a part of the past that just won't let go.

The reason I had wanted to leave the infirmary… is not just because Darcy was feeling really upset about seeing her sisters even though that is a part of it. It's because… I still have bad memories of that place. I've been in there more times than I would want to recall. But that time... I still can't seem to forget it no matter how hard I try.

I kept what I was feeling at the moment buried, but I could still feel it. Not at all waning Darcy to know how I still felt, she had enough on her hands already. I shook my head very slightly to clear my thoughts, not noticeable. And before I knew it the two of us had reached the Winx's and my dorm. I turned the door and we walked in. As we did I could still feel a decent amount of unease still coming off Darcy.

At a normal pace, I walked with Darcy following, to one side of the main room and walked through the doorway that led to Stella's room. Then I turned towards the far side of the room and then started walking towards the somewhat narrow staircase that went up to another room. We walked up the steps and then soon reached my room.

It was dim, the dark purple curtains covered the windows completely and the only light that was currently visible were strings of fairy lights that lined the vertices of the roof, giving off pure, purple light. Still bright enough to see the room, but kept it dim. My lightwood desk was pushed up against the window as it usually is, and my drawings and half-written songs were strewn all over the surface.

My in-wall cupboard was on the left wall from where Darcy and I walked in. Clean as usual, unless Stella had rummaged through it recently. On the opposite side of the room was my bed with its lavender blanket. Around the room were accents of turquoise as well, usually in the form of decorations and such.

A small bedside table was at the foot of my bed, with one or two books that I had brought from Earth—when I first came to Alfea—on it. In it's drawers were mostly other books as well.

Overall my room is a bit on the smaller side, but it's a single room for one thing. And it's the room above the main single room. That's the reason, but I still find it as my sanctuary when I need some peace and quiet.

As the two of us walked into the room I felt the unease and slight fear coming off of Darcy lessen slightly. The witch stayed where she was as I walked a short distance to the other side of the room.

"So, this is where you spend most of your time I'm guessing," Darcy said plainly, turning her gaze to look at the space. I glanced to face her, smiling calmly and nodded.

"I usually spend most of my time at Alfea. Sorry for asking, but…" I started as I went and sat down on my desk chair before facing Darcy once more. "Can you maybe... at least tell me a bit of what happened today?"

Initially, I wasn't going to ask anything. But Darcy did say that she would explain at Alfea. And I was on the borderline of how much I could take before I needed answers. She turned to me, her face quite emotionless but trusting.

"We… went to a planet, I think very few know about it. Let's just say the three of us were looking for something. Not long after, the magi—the dark presence you felt earlier—showed up. She attacked us, with very powerful psychic magic," Darcy started. "The spell… made us see our worst moments. It even affected me, surprisingly. Iorda…..if you..didn't somehow communicate with me, I don't think I would've gotten out. I don't even want to think about what would've happened to Stormy and Icy if I didn't," Darcy said, turning her gaze away slightly.

"It wasn't just me communicating with you that broke the spell. You have a strong will, Darcy. Even though the psychic magic the witch used was very powerful, you got off Dia—" I started before I caught myself. I silently scolded myself. I wasn't supposed to let them know that I know!

Darcy looked at me suspiciously. "I never said she was a witch. And how do you know about diamonds?" She asked plainly, looking at me directly. I was busy planning out what to say in my head—as well as internally yelling at myself—when my room's door opened once more.

"You two in here?" A familiar voice questioned before Stormy walked into the room. I let out a quiet sigh of relief that the witch was ok. And that it gave me a few more seconds to plan what I'm about to say.

"You're ok?" Darcy questioned, a large wave of relief coming off her, smiling softly as she turned so she could face the storm witch.

"Pretty much, yeah," Stormy answered plainly, shrugging, staying just beside the doorway. Darcy looked like she was about to ask another question, but Stormy beat her to it. "Icy's fine. Still unconscious, but fine." I could tell that it wasn't the answer Darcy was hoping for, but she accepted it. "So... what about Diamond?" Stormy questioned Darcy, a bit quietly as she assumed that I didn't know.

"Iorda apparently knows about Diamond," she said, looking towards me seeking an explanation. I bit my lip nervously slightly, but not turning my gaze away to not make the situation look any worse than it actually was.

"You told her?" Stormy exclaimed. Darcy rolled my eyes at her sister—letting out a frustrated exhale—and looked at me.

"Darcy didn't tell me. And I didn't read anyone's mind," I started before I sighed slightly, ready to tell them what happened. "When we were trying to get the seventh Prime Star the Winx and I didn't know where it was so each of us just went to a random planet. I went to Diamond. I saw you three there talking about challenging Valtor and restoring life back to the planet."

"So you know about what happened to Icy?" Stormy questioned, her eyes widening slightly, as she looked at me, clearly surprised and confused.

What? What happened?

"Stormy!" Darcy scolded, glaring at her fellow witch. Then she glanced at me, wanting to know if I indeed know or not. I bit my lip slightly.

"No, I... do not," I answered plainly. At this point, I was curious about what happened, but I made the decision to not ask for any information. But I should probably tell them what I know already.

"But I'm guessing that the witch you were talking about destroyed Icy's original planet. And that white fox cub that was at Diamond I'm assuming was Icy's sister as well. And the... destruction of her planet is probably the reason she became...what happened in the past..because of that?" I guessed, not wanting to use the word 'evil' in this situation to describe the ice witch.

Darcy and Stormy's eyes widened slightly, the first looked like she was about to say something but then the room's door started to slowly open again. Stormy stepped away from the doorway as it started. My eyes flashed purple for a split second—now knowing who was at the door—then it opened completely.

Revealing Headmistress Faragonda standing there.

"Hello Faragonda," I greeted normally, but I was wondering why she had come into the Winx's dorm. She doesn't typically do that on a regular basis, although I had a nagging feeling of why she was here, her stern expression told me some.

"Hello Iorda. Would you mind contacting the Winx and asking them to come here? They need to know what we are facing," she said.

Is the threat that bad? Then put that thought away. What—or who—we are facing is clearly dangerous and a threat.

"Of course," I nodded calmly, keeping my gaze on the Headmistress before I started walking towards my drawers where my phone was.

"Darcy and Stormy, please come to my office. We need to discuss the heavy threat we are currently facing." My eyes widened slightly at the urgent tone of her voice, and so did Darcy's, Stormy's face kept a calm demeanour.

"Sure…" I heard Stormy say from behind me, slightly conflicted, glancing towards Darcy with an expression like, 'Should we tell her?' The dark witch shook her head plainly, leaving no room for negotiation.

I grabbed my cell phone from the wooden drawer with my right hand, before standing up fully and turning around only to see that the Headmistress, as well as Stormy, had just exited the room, Darcy just stood there beside the doorway. Looking off unfocused, as if thinking about something. I could feel that there was a decent amount of negative emotions coming from her.

Fear.

Unease.

Guilt.

As she continued looking off, I sent a very small psychic wave towards her. A second later she blinked twice, coming out of her thoughts, and looked towards me. Her expression was solemn, but she had a very faint—barely noticeable—smile on her face to hide how she was feeling.

I wasn't sure actually if she knew I could see emotions. We both know that the other can read minds, she knows that I can feel magical energy. But I hoped, slightly, that she didn't have that ability. I'm working so hard to hide how this situation is for me, the last thing I would want is for Darcy to know what I'm feeling.

Yeah? Darcy questioned telepathically, calmly but with a hint of sadness, as she held my gaze. I smiled slightly at her sympathetically.

It'll be ok. I said calmly, trying to reassure her. Though, I have no idea if things will be ok. Based on what I know, and what I felt when the Trix were still on Diamond, who we are facing can bring a magi's… worst moments to life.

If I had to go through what I had gone through again, what would happen? All the things that had happened in the past… all at once. I... don't think... I would be able to get through it. I then came out of my thoughts and pushed my feelings back into myself. I then looked back at Darcy, focusing back on reality once more.

Thanks… She communicated, but she still didn't seem convinced. Just... how did you find out? Darcy communicated curiously. I shrugged softly, my face calm.

"I mostly just put some things together. The StarCase riddle, what I heard on Diamond..." I said.

Darcy nodded, understanding what I was saying, before she started walking towards the open doorway, following where Stormy and Faragonda had gone. She glanced towards me, waving slightly with her right hand.

I smiled slightly before Darcy walked down the steps and started to follow the path that Faragonda, as well as Stormy, went down. I stood where I was for a few seconds, before walking over to my bed, sitting down.

As I did from the corner of my eye I saw Luna sleeping on my pillow, likely being asleep since I had come into the room. I smiled and reached my arm to her, petting her head softly as she slept. As I took my arm back I raised my phone into my field of view, debating whether to call the Winx or simply text them.

This is kind of an emergency, so I should just holographically call them. I opened the group chat and then placed the phone on the part of my bed that was in front of me. The tone went on for several seconds, before Musa's and Tecna's faces—well, holographic faces—started floating above the screen. Smaller than real life, but it was still them. I smiled gladly.

"Hi Iorda!" Musa said gladly, but calmly. From her side, I could hear faint music. No surprise really.

"Hey guys," I waved, smiling. I haven't seen the Winx in so long—only three months, but it felt like forever—so it is so nice to see them again.

"It's nice to get in contact with each other after we've been separated for quite a while," Tecna pointed out. "But I take it as you have something to tell us." I nodded plainly.

"It's... kind of an emergency. Let's wait until the rest of the Winx get here so I can explain all at once-," I started before Stella's, Bloom's, Flora's, and Aisha's faces appeared next to Musa's and Tecna's. I let out a small laugh, it was so nice to see all of them again. Even though it's not face-to-face.

"Hi, Winx!" Bloom greeted, smiling brightly. Then from everyone's side, an explosion of greetings broke out to each other, voices were going all at the same time so I had no idea what everyone was saying. Soon the talking quieted down, as Tecna pointed out that I had something to tell the group.

"Well… we may have a bit of a problem here on Magix. Faragonda told me to contact you guys, she seemed pretty worried and urgent," I started, trying right off to somewhat explain the severity of the situation.

"We've just defeated Valtor for the second time. What could possibly be as dangerous as that?" Stella questioned, skeptical that the situation could be very dangerous. I let out a small frustrated exhale through my nose. Oh Stella you have no idea.

"Honestly…" I began, about to explain what was going on-or at least try to-before Aisha beat me to it, which wasn't a surprise honestly.

"Let me guess. The infamous trio finally snowed up after three months and brought some kind of evil with them?" The water fairy guessed, her tone saying she was somewhat unamused that we have a new evil to face and the Trix supposedly have something to do with it.

"Aisha, it is very unlikely that is happening," Tecan pointed out. "There is a decent amount of other, and more likely, possibilities than what you had suggested," she finished, I could barely see her punching numbers into one of her devices.

I bit my lip slightly.

"No, Aisha pretty much got that part right," I started, somewhat glad that the water fairy had basically started the conversation for me. "The full story... is that the Trix came to Magix and they were being chased by...something. Soon they got to Alfea, but Icy and Stormy were barely conscious when they got here," I explained, leaving out the reason the witch was chasing the three of them, as well as the fact that they were on Diamond, also that I had helped them.

The latter for the reason that one of the Winx members whom I am very close with—Musa—still hasn't gotten over what the Trix—mainly Darcy—had done in the past. It was for good reason, but I still wanted to make this situation as un-awkward as possible.

"So... they're over there at Alfea?" Musa clarified, her face calm but I could still hear a bit of resentment behind her statement. I nodded calmly, trying to contemplate in my head how this thing is going to work.

I know Faragonda wanted me to contact the Winx Club so they could come back to Alfea so the Trix and us can work together to stop this threat, but shouldn't she know that not all of us have completely moved on? Not even I myself have done that, but I'm thankfully able to bury my feelings so no one can see them. Unless that person can read minds, then in that case I am just screwed.

But several on the Winx, mainly Aisha and Musa, still are quite bitter about what had happened. I honestly wonder how Faragonda figured we could—even remotely—work as a group on a mission that could very well impact the fate of Magix, possibly even the entire magic dimension!

"Anyway," I began once again. "Faragonda asked me to contact all of you so we can face this threat, she seemed pretty worried so it must be something bad," I explained, trying to let the Winx know how bad the situation could be.

"Looks like the Winx Club is back in action!" Stella said determinedly, smiling, lifting her fist into the frame eagerly.

Ok, we have Stella on board.

"We'll be there as soon as we can," Bloom said plainly, but still smiling, in the leader-ish tone that she has that can get everyone to work together and put aside their differences to help in whatever is needed. I smiled.

"See you soon," Flora said calmly but gladly as she waved, likely for a goodbye.

"Bye Flora, bye everyone," I waved to the group, smiling that this two-group adventure thing just might work through all its complicated aspects.

"Bye!" The Winx said in unison—which all of us do, I don't know why—before one by one their holographic images sunk back into my phone and all that was left was just the sound of Luna's breathing as she slept. I then breathe out a heavy sigh of relief.

Time to be the Winx Club once again.


A/N There's going to be a quality jump between the earlier chapters and... um... chapter 8 or 9. But either way, I hope you enjoyed this and please let me know if there are any mistakes! Have a great day, hydrate, and you are all amazing!