Winx Club 1. Chapter 1: Introduction to Fear

***Authors Note***

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**"People will believe a big lie sooner than a little one, and if you repeat it frequently enough, people ****will sooner or later believe it."**

**\- Walter Langer**

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_She fell to the ground as she tried to back away from me only to trip on a root. Her Amber eyes looking up at me in fear, her hands clutched the ground her nails digging deep into the dirt and sinking into it like the claws of a cat on a perch. "P-please don't hurt me." She cried out. I ignored her screams. I grabbed at her throat and forced all my strength into my arm to pick her up. Once she was no more than a foot above the ground her feet dangling in the absence of earth I leaned back and pulled her with me as I lurched forward and sent her flying through the tree a few feet in front of me._

_She landed with a thud. I quickly raced over to her to check her pulse. Her breathing was shaky and I was sure that I had punctured a lung somewhere in her rib-cage. I sat my hand on her ribs to make sure that I had. My hand fell on an indented part of her skin. She cringed as I pushed a little to make sure it was truly broken. I whispered my apologizes to her. I was about to pick her up and carry her back to her prison, my home, but before I could a twig snapped from behind me. I turned around to quickly tell them off only to find myself facing a lustrous blond with dark brown eyes her mouth opened and let a loud scream escaped._

I snapped my eyes open sweat drenched my forehead as I lay in bed breathing heavy. "Are you okay Bloom?" A small voice whispered from the dark it took me a while to figure out who it was before I answered.

"I'm fine Flora just another nightmare. Nothing to really worry about." I mumble to her before turning back onto my side and closing my eyes. I was about to drift off into a more peaceful slumber when her loud grunting made me question her. "Are you getting sick Flo?"

"No." She said blankly I could hear the hurt in her voice as she continued, "I'm worried about you. You have been having these nightmares for weeks and whenever anyone asks you what they are about you just say you can't remember."

"I can't remember Flo I promise."

"You can't or you won't Bloom." She sighed sitting on the edge of my bed. I moved further away from her not daring to look her in the eyes... or where her eyes must have been I couldn't see anything in the dark."I'm here for you Bloom sweetie so please just tell me about it. It will make you feel better" She said to me. Even through the darkness I could feel her cold eyes penetrating into my soul.

"I can't Flo I just can't. You just wouldn't understand." I whispered to her fresh tears threatening to fall from my eyes. Flora grunted and got up from my bed I heard her walk over to her bed and get in it. Even in the dark I bet she had her back turned away from me. "Flo?" I questioned and when I got no response I got up and walked over to the door that led to the hall. Before I walked out of it I heard her mutter, "How can you not trust me I thought we were friends?"

I kept walking. I left the dorm and entered the hallway I had to get away from all those questions and confused looks I got when I tried to explain the dreams to my friends or the teachers but, there really was nothing anyone could do to stop them unless... No I couldn't... But then again she might be able to help.

I walked briskly through the halls and left out the front door by now the sun was just barely peaking over the horizon shedding a small ray of light over the forest. I started to run the suns warm glow following me as I raced towards the darkened tower my hopes raised high when I found the woman I had been looking for since all of this had begun.

I approached the green-skinned woman who stood in a gentle stance on the edge of the staircase that rims around the Cloud Tower. As I approached she looked up from her position and turned her head towards me.

"I was wondering when you were going to come see me Bloom." Headmistress Griffin said as I walked over to her my eyes not leaving her the whole time.

"There not just nightmares are they? Is this your doing?" I asked as I got close to her deciding to not beat around the invisible bush. She was a full head taller than I was and the air that surrounded her had the stench of decay. The headmistress was one that no witch or person in that matter would ever want to confront. Her whole body sent dark energy around the air that she stood near anyone in their right mind would have stayed clear of her but, I needed answers and I needed them now.

"I don't know Bloom, and why don't you tell me." Griffin said folding her arms one over the other in an attempt to cross them.

"I have been having them ever since we visited Cloud Tower to protect _your _piece of the codex so what gives?" I asked her as She shifted her body weight. It was a long silence that followed before Griffin let go of her pursed lips and spoke.

"Your know I can't answer your questions Bloom. In fact I should not even be talking to you right now because this is something you should be asking your own headmistress." she said not an ounce of emotion in her voice. Her face was as stiff as the lake around Alfea in the morning haze.

"Fine but, answer me this one question. How long have I been evil?" I asked her looking into her eyes for the answer that I knew would not be there.

Headmistress Griffin just shook her head, "You already know the answer."

And in that moment I looked deep inside myself and realized why she could not answer me because I had already known I was turning into a monster and for now this monster was alone. My eyes went wide as I realized what I truly was, of course I must have known, how could I have not? I know who I am now. I am Dark Bloom and I'm going to set my master free.

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	2. Chapter 2: A Walk to Remember

**"The past is our definition. we may strive, with good reason, to escape it, or to escape what is bad in it, but we will escape it only by adding something better to it."**

**\- Wendell Berry**

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I quickly fled from the large Purple Tower soon after I realized that the darkness was never gone from my veins, that Darkar would never leave me alone, and I was still in utter denial.

The nightmares at night had been only the first warning sign of my slow yet, still incomplete change into my evil self. A terrible pain lit up in my head and I wanted to fall down on to my knees in the middle of the pathway and scream my heart out into the forest. I knew I had to keep running from my past and what I assumed could be my future. Sure I was afraid wait... no... I was terrified.

I could hear Ms. Griffin calling after me but, I didn't care so I kept running trying to block out her desperate cries and shouts and soon enough I could no longer hear her strained voice, after a while I found myself sucked into the depths of my thoughts.

"How could I be evil?" I asked myself, "I thought that once we had defeated Darkar all of this hurt and pain would go away."

I clutched my sides with my arms as I ran through the trees. Tears threatening to fall from my eyes getting scratches on my upper arms from medium sized wild bushes. I ran for so long that my legs went numb and my body felt like jello.

My feet pounded the ground. My heart beat thumping in my ears, the only things that snapped me out of my thoughts. I didn't know where I was going only that I had to get away and think about all the information. I tried to process all the images and thoughts going through my head. One thought stayed with me the entire time, I realized that the darkness would never leave me and it was that thought that scared me the most.

I didn't even realize it when my feet stepped into the freezing still lake, its cool water a little below freezing in the morning haze. My mind pulls me back and pulls out a memory tainted in sadness and yet felt blissful and happy at the same time. I remembered when Sky took me here last year on our way back to Alfea to help fight against The Army of Decay and the Trix.

That all seemed so long ago, back when he used to make me smile and we were so in love with the idea of love that we didn't realize how different we were until it was too late. Nowadays all we do is fight with one another.

I had thought that once Darkar was gone and I returned to my normal self that everything would go back to being normal boy was I wrong. Something had changed inside myself and inside of the others around me. It was like the darkness that I had felt when he changed me stayed and was slowly making me go crazy. I was depressed for days. My friends tried to talk to me like they did when I got the nightmares. but, I just shut them out and they left me to stir in the darkness.

That's when the warnings and nightmares first started to come to me. The very first one I had was the night after I got back from defeating the Trix and Darkar:

_I took a step out of the shower quickly getting dressed. I was going on hopefully a date with Sky that would not end in us getting into an argument again. My luck had run out. I ran my hands through my hair trying to smooth it down. Why I was so nervous I would never know._

_"He's just a guy." I muttered, "what am I so nervous about?" I asked looking into the mirror only to see an odd pool of water near the showers edge turn into brown. To my shock I watched as it pulled itself up into the form of a man. Darkar to be exact._

_"I'm Coming for you Bloom. Soon you'll be mine permanently." He said standing behind me a small devious smile curving up on his already darkened features. _

_I woke up screaming once again waking up half of the school in the process. The whole dream brought a chill up my spine and made me shake under the blankets._

That was my first sign of my evil self's return. I should have taken the warning and gotten help from someone. I never did after all I was still believing things were going to work between me and sky.

After that nightmare no one would look at me the same ever again so distrusting and angry. Most of Alfea had been destroyed in the battle against Darkar. The entire West and East towers had to be rebuilt much to many girls anger. All of their possessions in the dorms on the wings had been destroyed or turned into ash in the fire that burnt the North half of the school. It took almost two months to fix the damage and it took longer than that for the students to forgive.

The other girls in my year always gave me distrusting looks and they would whisper things about me, said things that weren't true, and pointed their fingers at me. I would have said sorry to them but, it wasn't my fault that their things were destroyed. Heck! I was barely conscious when my other self took over!

At first I tried to ignore their rigid outbursts and pretend that I didn't hear the hurtful things they said but, the last straw hit when all my friends turned their backs to me. I could see the distrust in their eyes and it hurt bad. My heart had been broken that day. No matter how hard I tried to speak up and tell the girls that I once cared for but, did no longer. I tried telling them and some of the teachers about my dreams but, I couldn't find the courage nor the words to speak up.

Snapping out of my own thoughts I realized that I was still standing in the icy blue Lake. Looking down I noted in my reflection that my lips had turned an odd shade of blue mixed with a hint of purple.

Shivering I waddled out of the lakes cold embrace and sat on the earthen dirt beside it. I smiled at the amazing view I had of the sun rising just above the emerald green trees. For once I was happy in the silence that had befallen the forest. Not even a bird chirped nor did any of the other forest creatures. It seemed like forever since I was at peace.

Closing my eyes I laid down on the beach putting my hands behind my head getting comfortable. I slipped off into a day dream that was all my own. For what seemed like forever I had a beautiful dream and not a terrifying nightmare.

_I found myself on a beach running from someone and I was laughing. I wasn't running from fear. No, I was running from someone who was going to pour water on me. I felt a warm and happy feeling embracing me in a warm hug of emotions._

_Sky came running towards me. He threw a bucket of ice cold water on my back. I yelled at him but, I wasn't angry. A bucket of water appeared in my hand and I threw it on to him. _

_We laughed for what seemed like forever and then just when I thought that it couldn't get any better he hugged me. I snuggled closer to his embrace and found that he smelled of happiness and love._

_Then 'it' happened. The sky darkened and the wind began to howl sending sand and dust into the air. I couldn't see anything but, I could hear their cries for help. I tried to run towards the voices that's when I found that no matter how hard I tried I could never move._

_It all faded to black._

I woke up still on the dirt next to the lake. By now the sun was at a full rise and the animals had begun to chirp their morning song.

A thought struck me that right around now the people of Alfea, including teachers and students, would be getting up and dressed for the big day of final exams. The last exam of the school year would be the easiest yet. All the students had to do was survive 24 hours in the wilderness. I wondered if my friends would notice I was gone

Deciding that I had spent enough time to cool down from the information given to me by Ms. Griffin. Sighing I got up, brushed off the dirt, and headed towards Alfea wondering how I would sneak in under the ever so watchful Ms. Griselda. It was exam day and I wanted to get it over with before I became the thing I feared the most.

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	3. Chapter 3: Ghosts of the Past

**"Years of love can be forgot in the hatred of a minute."**

**-Edgar Allen Poe**

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Darkness pulled at my bones as I stood ready to flee back to the school that was far too pink to be reasonable. I felt the weight of my soul as I stumble towards the pathway back to Alfea. I stumbled through the thick bushes near the path and soon enough I was on my way hoping to make it back before anyone noticed I was gone. _Not like it mattered anyways._

I arrived at Alfea a few minutes before the late bell rang to get to class, thankful that the barrier had been put down so I could get back into the school, I bolted inside only to end up smashing into someone else I really hadn't been but, probably should have expected.

I had smashed in a head on collision with Ms. Griselda, the queen of detention, she looked at me-eyes full of fury or was it anger? _Why would she be angry? Does she know?_

Griselda opened her mouth as if she were to say something only to find that no words could express her impactful emotions so instead of words she pointed a crooked finger at the doors to her office. She pointed with a look on her face that said something like, "I'll meet you in detention."

I gulped knowing that I was in so much trouble as I marched forward towards the door she wished me to enter. The room was much bigger than it looked from the outside, the walls were decorated in hues of blue and pink, and framed pictures boarded the walls.

I walked up to one and found it to be a pristine picture that seemed to have been folded many times from the looks of the crumpled paper and square lines running up the sides and tops of the picture.

Further inspection of the picture showed a group of three happy teenagers, standing in the middle was a fairly young looking Griselda her hair laid back in small waves curling at the ends. Her eyes were a shimmering brown a smile lay frozen in the picture for forever marking that day. Griselda was dressed visibly for comfort in a white T-shirt, dark blue almost black jeans, and running shoes.

Standing off onto Griselda's left was a man so tall that Griselda's head only came up to the mans shoulder. He had unnaturally bright red hair. The shade of red outmatched mine by ten shades. His eyes were a blazing deep red and his smile was one that seemed like it could have enlightened a room full of dead people. He looked like he wasn't aware a picture was being taken as his eyes looked away from the camera looking at something that wasn't there. His outfit was that of a tuxedo capped with a red rose on his right breast pocket.

To the right was a young woman with dark brown eyes, honey Blond hair, and the weirdest looking dress I had ever seen it had so many grooves and fabric pieces that intertwined to create a delicate purple, blue, and pink dress. No smile laid upon her pale face but there were lines around her eyes that faltered her sophisticated look. They were laugh lines. It was then I let a loud gasp escape my mouth. She was the girl that I had a nightmare about. _What happened to her after she saw me? Was it even me who attacked her? Was I seeing a memory?_

A loud _ahem! _sounded behind me and I turned to find myself once again with present day Griselda. "What do you think you are doing?" She asked looking at me.

"Admiring the picture on the wall." I said mumbling, "You all look so happy. What happened?" I looked at her with a confused expression.

"Happened to what?" She asked looking at me with knowing eyes. She knew what I had meant to ask but, she did not wish to answer. Something stirred in my stomach. Perhaps it was pity for the woman who once had friends.

"What happened to those two?" I asked pointing to the man and the woman, "What happened to you?"

"Times change, wars happen, and friends get lost in time." She said plainly with no emotion on her face but, her eyes gave way to pain and betrayal.

"Where are they now?" I ask I am now fairly interested to know what happened to the girl in the picture though something in the back of my mind told me I already knew what happened straight to the last detail. It made me sick just to think about knowing what happened.

"The girl was my sister, Adriana she was only in her first year when she died. The boy was Donovan, a dark warrior he was in his last year attending Red fountain when he _disappeared_." Griselda said stretching out the last word as she clenched her teeth.

"Who killed her Ms. Griselda?" I ask even though it is obvious who by the way she was acting.

"Donovan did and I never saw him again afterwards. Why he did it is still a mystery as well as what became of him." Griselda said pulling her arms behind her back and standing up no longer slouching. It was a show of confidence not that I believed any of the act she put on.

"I'm so sorry." I said with true sadness and pity.

"There is nothing to be sorry about you did nothing wrong. Which brings us as to why you are here." Griselda said sitting down in her chair beside her desk.

"I didn't do anything wrong." I practically yell at her feeling the darkness that I felt in the forest just an hour earlier.

"You left the school without permission and you were gone for four hours. If something had happened to you we would not have known." She snapped back at me with quite a speedy reaction.

"I had to leave I had to-" I begin before she pushed away my words with hers.

"Have you told anyone about those nightmares yet Ms. Bloom." She said bluntly picking up a cup of coffee from her desk stirring it around a little before taking a sip waiting for an answer.

"I told Mrs. Faragonda. How did you know? She told me that she wouldn't tell anyone!" I screamed my whole body shaking with anger. _How could she?! She had no right to betray my trust like that._

I ran out of the room not caring that this was the second time I had done it. I ran towards Mrs. Faragonda's office and burst through the doors. My anger grew when she continued the paper work she had been doing before I ran in.

"How could you tell her about my personal talk with you?" I shouted at her pointing my fingers at her. They shook slightly but were stable enough to get my point through.

"Bloom I know that you are angry but, I assure you that I was worried about your safety and most importantly of all your sanity." Faragonda said in her motherly voice. _She's trying to calm me down _I think to myself. I took the seat in front of her when she motioned to them.

"My sanity?" I asked looking at her not forgetting my anger nor the feeling of darkness that was still trying to wash over me.

"You have been slacking ever since your little journey back from the dark side." Faragonda answered still not looking up from her pile of paperwork.

"It wasn't my fault." I said starting to get into my defensive mode when she calmed her self and dismissed when I let out a loud puff of air.

"Of course it was not your fault but, you need to let go of the past and start on your future." There it was again her motherly voice returned to normal.

"Future?" I asked.

"My is everything a question to you? I'm talking about the test you are taking this afternoon. You know the one that will show if you are attentive enough to get invited back to Alfea next year." She said turning over her paper.

I stood there looking at her for a moment before walking over to her desk where she still sat throughout our entire talk. I stood beside her anger filling up and creating a fiery feeling inside my veins. I picked the frail old woman up by the throat and tossed her across the room.

She fell like a rag doll onto the carpet. It was there I left her no apologies and certainly no guilt. I could feel a power that was not my own rise to the surface of my body at that feeling I turned towards the mirror on the other side of the office and saw a cat-like grin and equally cat-like eyes staring back at me.

I was back and nothing stood in my way. I knew I would have to apologize later for my actions and until then I had to format an excuse as to why I did it. _A pack of stressed nerves perhaps?_


	4. Chapter 4:The Escence of Dreams

**"Dreams that do come true can be as unsettling as those that don't"**

**-Brett Butler **

I walked swiftly down the hallway arms swinging freely at my sides knowing that I had only but a few minutes before Faragonda raised the alarm. I was hoping she would do it soon because the distraction would be exactly what I would need to make my escape and why not do it with a bang while I was at it?

Smirking I raced to the highest tower of Alfea running up the steps as quickly as possible reaching the top and last stair in no time at all. I pushed open the door and took in a deep breath of fresh air the wind blowing my hair behind me. Stepping out of the stair well and onto the tower's platform. A low sounding blare pushed itself through the wind getting louder by the second. Girls that had been on their break in the courtyard held their hands over their ears in the loudness of the noise.

I waited patiently as everyone ran out of the school to see what was going on. Looking around hands still covering their ears they searched frantically for anything that would signal why the warning sound was calling to them. I looked around as well but for a whole other purpose. No teachers were in the courtyard meaning that they were searching the school for me. I had to do something and fast because soon they would be here.

Just as I had predicted the door burst open in the next few seconds opening with a bang so loud that it momentarily blocked out the alarm noise with one of its own. In the front of a small group of professors stood Palladium he yelled at me but I wasn't listening to what he had to say. I had decided it was time to make my mark.

Summoning all the dark powers that had been built up inside of me for so long that they finally began bubbling to the surface and unleashed its mighty hand sending everyone on the tower to be blasted in all directions. I however transported myself to the first place that popped in my head just before the tower collapsed beneath my feet falling on the not so innocent fairies below.

After a few moments of silence I opened my closed eyes and was in full view of the lake. It was hard to think that I had been here only an hour and a half ago at most. All the events from the past year crashing down on me threatening to crush me in an instant.

I knew what I was going to do know because I only had one objective. I had to find my master wherever he was. I looked up into the blue sky silently hoping for some kind of sign of where could be. I never got one so I began to walk towards the one place I knew I could get some answers, Magix.

I must have spent hours walking in that forest. Truth be told I was about to give up when I finally stumbled right into Magix three hours later. It was around noon and the streets were full of busy people going into diners to get lunch or others enjoying their lunch break by shopping at the nearby stores.

Realizing that I could not just walk right into Magix I cast a spell to disguise me. I really did not want to show my face around the magic officials if word had escaped from Alfea about my little explosion yet.

I began to search for an alleyway entrance in between the shops of downtown Magix unfortunately they were all fenced off. I needed an alleyway so that I could open the emergency portal spell that Darkar taught me.

I laughed when I finally found one that was no longer fenced or well what looked like a wild animal had carved its way into the alleyway. I climbed through the partial hole in the fence and slipped in between the bars.

My nose wrinkled in the stench coming from the alleyway as I walked over to the edge. I got to the dead-end of the alley when I found where the stench came from. In the corner were the remains of a human being. The body was almost unrecognizable and the stench was terrible.

I felt my knees buckle beneath me and I fell to the earthen floor and I threw up right there in the dark cold smelly alley. I closed my eyes and fell the rest of the way to the ground. The dark dreams fell on me again but this time I let it happen and didn't fight it. I was finally at peace.

_In the dream I was Darkar. I could hear his every thought and then I saw me and I knew that it was no longer a dream but a memory. A dear and sweet memory._

_The lake was so peaceful. Insects of all kinds chirped out into the open air some jumped to the steady beating of my heart. I laughed in the light of the moon as it glanced from the water making her pale skin glow she was so perfect it was hard to believe that she was mine._

_"What are you staring at?" She asked me looking up and pulling herself out of her day-dream._

_"Nothing it's just you look so beautiful in the moonlight. Not even the stars can outshine you tonight." I whispered out to her reaching to grab her hand but, she was gone and was nothing there._

_I heard screams. Painful terrifying screams. I looked over my shoulder and watched as my powerful beloved was being pulled away... Away from me by that blond-haired prince. I ran after her but, time began to slow the harder I tried to run. I reached out my hand to grasps hers into my own._

I opened my eyes gasping for air. Sweat poured from my forehead I was perspiring all over. I got up shakily and continued on with my work for the day.

I smirked once again for that dream was a sign from my master. He told me exactly where he was and now I was going to find him.


	5. Chapter 5: One Step Closer

**"When I understand my enemy well enough to defeat them then in that moment I also love him."**

**-A.E. Wiggin**

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My body shook in unrest as I moved on my way back into the forest. The dream of the lake in every detail to the fullest running through my mind and embedding itself into my thoughts recreating what I saw in great detail. From the smallest little blade of grass to the wide lake. Everything had to be perfect on my twisted eyes. I played the memory in my head several times until my thoughts were clouded in anger. How could my friends have done that? I thought they were helping me not trying to make things worse. Weren't friendships built on an everlasting trust? Did it matter who it was I had fallen in love with? Wasn't all that mattered was being myself?

Rudely interrupting my thoughts came the loud grumble from my stomach. It was protesting for not having been refueled since yesterday morning. With that thought I smiled to myself. It was just so hard to believe that my beloved called for me just yesterday. Events from many months prior rang through my head. Like my dream of Darkar and I they were in perfect harmony and memorized deep into perfection. Once again my stomach grumbled in annoyance.

"Alright already. I will find some food for you!" I cry out to my stomach waving my hands a little in the air for a more dramatic effect even though it was pretty much hopeless since my stomach was not even a living thinking thing. I turned around inside the forest and headed back into town looking for a diner. If memory served me correctly I believe that when my friends and I had first met we went out to a restaurant in Magix. If only I could remember where it was.

I searched for an hour, hobbling around the streets looking for the familiar sight. Sure many buildings looked familiar, but they were not what I was looking for. Eventually I gave up and decided to stop and eat at a medium sized diner. The diners inside and outside interiors were tinted in several different shades of yellow. It had an extremely happy atmosphere all the workers had big grins plastered onto their faces as if the bigger the smile the larger the tip. That however did not seem to be working as all it really did was creep the customers out a little more. Something was not right here and I could feel it. It was something in the air.

Soon a enthusiastic waitress came to me half walking, half running. I shuddered at the noise of her red pumps clicking on the orange stained tile. Her hair was cropped short and dyed with an equally disdained color of a vibrant green, her eyes were a dark brown almost black, and her face looked like glass. Her whole body was so thin and fragile like a porcelain doll that I thought she would break if she walked another inch.

Once she came in front of me she let out a cheerful giggle and gave me an over enthusiastic greeting, "hello! My name in Ruth and I will be your waitress for today!" Ruth said while handing me a menu that came out of nowhere before she carried on, "I will be right back in a moment to place your order _Hun_!" She practically chattered out before turning to walk back to her other customers.

Looking around I searched for an empty table to sit at. I found one soon after searching the small diner three times until my eye caught sight of a booth in the back next to the emergency exit. I quickly walked over to the booth and took a seat. My eyes searched the menu with vigor looking for something that did not sound as cheerful as the other foods. I was not in the mood to eat a smiling breakfast omelet. I mean seriously what kind of future evil ruler eats rainbow cookies. Eventually I settled on a Doom Mountain Sundae.

Soon after deciding on my menu Ruth came out of the kitchen looking around the room. Her smile seemed to fade a little when it appeared she could not find me until her eyes caught on my face. Her smile flashed back wider than ever and her posture was hungry almost fierce looking. I stared at her wondering and fearing almost at the same time.

When she had managed to clomp her way down to me I mustered up a small fake smile trying for Ruth's sake to look happy so no one would suspect my true nature. "What is it you will be having today?" Ruth asked innocently enough her eyes sparkling like a waterfall.

"I think I will be having a Doom Mountain Sundae." I said purposefully not meeting her eyes as I felt hers stare right through the back of my head. I could almost feel her frown her body language changed. Ruth's body stiffened at my words. I began to worry until she finally perked up again smile and all.

"Sure thing Bloom. One Doom Mountain Sundae coming right up." Ruth spoke as she pulled out a black notebook from one of her apron pockets and wrote down my order. Her voice was cold, it sent a chill up my spine. It wasn't the way she had said the words that was part of it the other was my name. How did she know my name?

I opened my mouth to ask her but she was already half way to the kitchen in her pumps. How did she walk away that fast? How long was I in my thoughts?

A strange feeling washed over me and I could not quite place where it was coming from. Then it dawned on me, the feeling was seemingly ancient and powerful. It was the feeling only one could feel if they were near a dark magical artifact or if a demon was near. I hoped it was not the later. My body was in absolutely no shape to pick a fight right now. I had used too much of my power to transport myself to the forest and that would take a while to regenerate.

Ruth must have taken her sweet time in the kitchen because by the time she had come out of it almost everyone was gone. Once the last customer left in the diner with me got up and walked out the door a tall and slender woman walked over to the door and turned the open sign over. My heart raced. Did she not see me? Why is this diner closing in the middle of the afternoon.

The woman walked over to me and my heart jumped my stomach did a back flip leaving me a little frightened. This woman pulsated with dark magic. She was incredibly powerful. "What do you want?" I ask her my voice up an octave higher than normal. She grinned, not a good sign.

"Why child, I am here to help you." She hissed out her voice sounding like gravel. She continued to walk towards me in a predatory stance. That darn smile still plastered on her face. "You see I am here to give you a piece of advice in your _pathetic_ little quest to free your _weak_ master." She emphasized the words weak and pathetic. My blood boiled.

"How dare you call my master weak!" I screamed at her standing up arms shaking at my sides. How dare she? Lord Darkar was the strongest being in the universe. A few hands grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down back into my seat.

"Not so fast _Hun_." The voice behind me said sugary sweet. I knew it was Ruth.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked my temper flaring up before the flame was involuntarily extinguished as my eyes stare at a pair of gleaming white fangs. I only got to let out a small whimper of terror escape my mouth before something hard and heavy hit me in the back of the head knocking me unconscious.

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**~Authors Note~**

**Remember to check my profile page for dates of when the next chapter comes out. Hope you are enjoying your summer!**


	6. Chapter 6: Let's Just Become Frenemies

***Authors Note***

**I'm sorry that I have not updated in so long but, this summer is honestly the worst summer I have had in a while and life really got in the way. Anyways, since I haven't updated in a while I decided that I will also post another chapter to this story some time tomorrow.**

**On another related topic, I have finally decided to make a sequel to my Return of Dark Bloom. See my profile page for the summary and the date that it will come out. Now I'll let you get to the story.**

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**"The best kind of friends are the ones that you can sit on a porch swing with, never say a word, and walk away feeling like it is the best conversation you've ever had."**

**-Unknown**

The first thing I noticed when I came to was the smell. The pungent odor wafted its way into my nose and refused to leave. Most people will tell you that after about a minute the smell will go unnoticed by your nose and that your brain would no longer recognize it. Well, someone should tell my brain that it is functioning wrong. It was like a twenty year old dumpster had a baby with a rotting food cellar. I really wanted to puke but, I was too focused on the odd sense of blood rushing to my head. I couldn't think clearly. My head was pounding with a growing headache making my vision going red and blurry. Nothing made sense to me anymore, I didn't know which direction was which.

Light pooled into the center of the room in a brilliant haze. A small plant grew out towards the light from a large crack in the ground. It was a purple thorn rose with thorns produced from the ends all the way to the bottom of the plant making it near the impossible to pick it from its rooted spot.

A thin stretch of wall was covered in a stain glass window to the left of the room. Cold air rushed in through a hole in the roof and through it I could see the outlines of trees peering in, their branches ever looming over each one trying to get the most sun. The sun was set lower in the sky making the white light warmer than usual so I knew it had to be around the late afternoon.

I suck in a deep breath and focus. I focus on all of my senses and... I hear footsteps... most likely high heels... They clinked down a long dirt ridden hallway into the room. I jerk my head to the now opening doorway and am met with a familiar face staring down at me. It was Ruth and she wasn't alone beside her were two other people. Both of them were cloaked in dark blue robes and masks so I couldn't see who they were, though I could sense a large amount of power surging out from them. It was a dangerous kind of power that many teachers at Alfea labeled as dark magic... Witch magic. Ruth smiled down at me warmly from my hanging position.

"Let me go!" I shout to her. She doesn't even acknowledge my outburst as she walks in a full circle around me. The other two stand in the same spot as when they came in not moving an inch. The three of them all seemed to be observing me. For whatever reason I didn't know. I wriggled against the chains holding me to the wall ignoring the pounding in my head from the blood draining into it. I didn't do me good all it did was get me in a more uncomfortable position where the chains cut into my skin.

"It's no use struggling Bloom. We're not going to hurt you. We're here to help you." The two cloaked figures mutter out from behind their veils. Their voices sound familiar but, distant to me. I turn my head to try to catch a glimpse of these people's faces. My shoulders fall limp as they can while trapped in these chains when I find no sign of any facial features. For all I knew they probably weren't human.

"What?" I ask, "Why?"

"We're sick of the way the people in Magix treat us. The ones who use dark magic. What most don't realize is that while they think its dark vs. light it's really just magic and nothing else." Ruth whispered into my ear before I heard a loud thunk.

My limp body fell on the floor in a heap. If my heard hurt before it was certainly more painful now, the dull throb turned into a large head-splitting blood pounding ache. I swear my head was failing from my shoulders.. The headache got stronger and the blood rushed out of my head and back into my arms so they didn't feel as numb as before but, they still tingled a little. In a few minutes I felt the needle pain that always comes after your arm wakes from its slumber.

"Who and what are you?" I ask looking back and forth between the three beings in the room. Each more terrifying the longer I stared. That's when I felt it. The whole world changed and I could feel the darkness form in me and grasp upon my heart. I had people here to help me and I was going to use that to my advantage.

"All will be revealed in time." The first one said in a feminine voice, or was that my imagination? I have no idea and at the moment I'm far too excited now.

"Now all we have to do is find your master, Bloom." The second one said as the two came over to lift me up by my arms.

"I know just where he is." I say confidently to them. They led me out of the breezy room and into an even colder hallway of some sort. We walked for a long time occasionally stumbling over heavy rocks or a shift in the dirt path. Eventually though we ended up at the mouth of a cave that overlooked the valley. In the far distance I could see Alfea. A few inches in front of it was our destination, the clearing. It would take us all night to get there but, in the morning I would become the queen of the universe.


	7. Chapter 7: Love That Belongs

**Here it is as promised, the next chapter. Chapter 8 will be up sometime next week so stayed tuned for it.**

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**"I Cannot teach you violence as I do not myself believe in it. I can only teach you not to bow your heads before anyone even at the cost of your life."**

**\- Gandhi**

The dirt crunched beneath my boots from the harsh gravel on our dirt 'path'. The sun was just setting itself on top of the hill, it was preparing for its long day of work warming up mortal people.I preferred the moon with its cold and unforgiving grasp. It gives off no warmth, that's the part I hate the most though. The moon has to depend on the sun to even be seen by these people. I see that as weak, maybe if the moon actually wanted to it could give up its retirement and outshine this dimension.

Trees nearby the 'path' jut out in random places and crack the dirt ridden ground. The air here is very unlike Magix's it's cleaner and fresh as some might say. Magix doesn't have many tree's but, it did once just in the beginning back when the ancestral fairies just began to build the large city. We learned all of this in Griselda's history of magic class. Out of all the fairies that were told this Flora was the only one who had a giant nervous breakdown. After that we didn't have to go to that class for two weeks. It was like an early summer vacation.

"The clearings only a few minutes from here." Ruth shouted from up ahead. At first when we began our walk down the large cliff side I didn't trust her really well, after all she did tie me upside down. I'm still a little surprised that I found little helpers.

I was the last one in the group traveling just a few feet from them. Masked being number one was behind Ruth and behind her was masked being number two. When we started walking and when I was avoiding Ruth I tried to create small talk with the two beings. Neither of them spoke much at all and the small talk eventually died down.

Apparently the two were born here in Magix and neither of them had never left this place on the exception eighteen years ago when they traveled in a large group on a mission towards a classified position. They were very well educated in dark magic and its philosophy. They worked at a place well known by many, anything else they could have told me they decided not to. It made me mad really, I thought I would get a little more information than that though they told me that I could figure it all out just by what they already told me if I thought hard enough about it.

Puffing out a sigh I try to remain focused on my mission. Although I found it hard to to focus on my mission the longer I tried to keep thinking about it. Why did I even want to meet 'him' again? He left me in Realix with those people I called friends. He left me there to defend myself.

"How could he!" I yell out loud before punching a gaping hole in an innocent tree. My outburst caused the other three people in my presence to stop and look at me. At least I think the other two were looking at me, it was kind of hard to tell with the masks and hoods. "Sorry." I say in hopes that we will continue walking.

Luck was on my side, either it was that or the others caught the awkwardness in my voice and decided to just keep going. There was a large hill before us and it wouldn't make it very easy if we were to have an argument based upon my sanity which I think that I'm lacking.

Sometimes, I swear I can hear the voices that don't belong to our world. Perhaps it is because of the darkness that lies in my heart. Like many other things in my life it must be based on the scale in which my heart leans in on. The balance between the good and the bad. I don't know anymore, sometimes I still wonder if I made the right choice just like how I wonder if it was really me that destroyed that tower back at Alfea. Was it really me that hurt Mrs. Faragonda? It's the deep questions that are too hard for me sometimes. I just go with the flow so to speak.

"We're here!" Ruth shouted to us. The clearing looked like every other clearing at any other part of the forest. One thing however, was off about this one. The trees were a dull single colored green. Most of the leaves from the trees were on the ground crumpled in a heap even though it was spring.

A thick void of air was in this clearing. It was taking all the oxygen in large gulps and killing off the trees. Leaves crunched under the weight of three pairs of feet as they made their way to the center of the circle.

Loud gasps escaped the two cloaked figures when their eyes laid upon 'him'. He turned around on the spot a large smile growing onto his metal features. "The rumors are true." Masked being number one gasped out loudly.

"Lord Darkar has returned." The second masked being said finishing up the other one's sentence. Darkar leaned forward and stretched out his hand to me and I took it gingerly. A warm feeling filled me and left all thoughts of any doubts I had before wash away from me.

"Yes, I have indeed returned to the world of the living you traitorous fools," He said while pausing to catch the reactions of the two masked ones. "You and your employer would both know how to be traitors, Ediltrude and Zarathrustra."

I was shocked when the cloaks and masks fell off to reveal the two sisters of Cloudtower in the flesh. There was shock on his face was evident. "And you Adriana, Welcome back." He said to Ruth who looked at him stone-faced.

"Donovan." She replied, "It's been a long time."


	8. Chapter 8: Memory

**Progress is impossible without change, and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.**

**-George Bernard Shaw**

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Do you ever get that feeling? The one that tells you that this particular scene has happened before and that you knew what was going to happen? That was what this moment was like for me. I got this feeling deep under my ribcage that told me something was wrong. That I had to get out of there and fast. Yes, I was totally and hopelessly in love with a man who could never truly love another thing. I however didn't care but, now all those odd little pieces of Griselda's story all began to piece together in this woven fabric filled with desire, hatred, and agony.

To say in the least this knowledge felt unbearable I mean, how could she have been alive? I thought Dar-Donovan destroyed her and that Griselda was there when it happened. Why would she lie to me? She couldn't have known. Perhaps, it was her sister that she saw in me perhaps she was trying to save me. Maybe when she said that her sister was destroyed she meant on the inside.

It was all coming so clearly. I remember that sad look in her eyes, the way her eyes watered and her lip trembled, she wasn't upset about her sister. It was that she knew that I had no chance. Maybe I do But, perhaps I can escape, maybe it's not too late.

Without my acknowledgement Darkar raised his clawed hand, "Come Bloom we have much to discuss." And so like a fool I took my lead beside him and the threads of rebellion began to weave its way into my heart. Like a seed it would soon sprout.

~X~

Back at Alfea Griselda sat down lightly onto the first steps that bled out into the courtyard. The moon was up and her shadow drifted along the pavement following her every she found that her mind was restless and that no peace could come to her mind.  
She hadn't told Bloom the whole truth… Not really anyways. Her sister was gone and she was dead to her in her mind

_ "I'm scared Kylie. I don't want to do this anymore! What if he finds us? I don't want to be punished again!" _A little girl of five whispered to the other child standing before her. This child was what one would say around the age of eight and already her mind was far beyond the intelligence of a ten year old child.

_"Don't be Ari, I promise no harm , may come to you so long as you are within my grasp." _The child whispered to Ari. The children stood upon the very top of a small tower. The wind whipped her face, the fruitlessly dry wind fumbled their hair making the soft curls fall limp and frizzy. Clothed in rags they had made the journey through the Grand Forest of Magix and were struggling to walk towards their only hope, Alfea.

Of course back then it wasn't called Alfea and it wasn't a school. It was an orphanage for magical children who were being hunted by the man who was masked in shadows flame. The school was rebuilt over the orphanage when it closed down due to a large amount of strange deaths.

The children that stand upon the mountaintop were once unnamed and for many a long year were they unloved. A child of eight and one of five, sisters to every ounce of blood, were in dire need of help. Their names were Griselda and Adrianna.

Over the course of ten years they had become well known in Magix as very powerful fairies. That;s when Adriana first met him.

_"Oh, Griselda! His hair shone like the moon and his eyes sparkled like the sun. His smile! Oh, his smile." _Adriana cried out to Griselda one night.

_"Adriana! You don't even know his name!" _Griselda would hiss at her sister. It would be fair to most to say that she was the more logical of the two and cared deeply for her sister. Many a time would Adriana run off with some Red-Fountain guy and come back to the dorm bawling her eyes out. To say in the least her sister was very gullible.

_"I do to." _Adriana would whisper back under the moonlight that shone through their dorm room window.

_"Then what is it?"_

_"Donovan, his name is Donovan. He's is the most sweetest kindest person ever!" _She would pause, _"Plus he's a really good kisser."_

That day when Ariana had left was the hardest day for Griselda. That day she really did lose her sister. She was trying to save bloom from the same fate as her sister, but it seems that history truly does repeat itself and that nothing could prevent Bloom from her destiny.

Sighing Griselda made to stand up and return inside Alfea. It was then something brilliant flashed out the corner of her eye. Griselda turned her head towards the flash. The light was almost blinking through the trees now and all other lights seemed to go out.

Griselda walked into the thicket and found herself immersed in a brilliant light it almost blinded her. A feeling of uneasiness dug deep below her breast-bone never leaving and ever boding. She walked through the light and soon it dimmed ever lower.

The world of which she had never seen was laid out before her. Thick healthy trees grew in a perfect circle in the underbrush lay several animals. A dirt path sat and the bottom creating a crevice of brown mineral rich Earth.

Something, however rested in the middle of the circle. A body was placed in the middle of the circle perfectly. Griselda ran towards the body, but no matter how hard she had run it still wasn't enough and the farther the person got from her help.

With a large tremble the ground gave way and sent Griselda tumbling down into darkness. For how long she did not know.


	9. Chapter 9: The Hunt

**A/N: So sorry that updates have been slow lately school has gotten hectic and I am finding it harder and harder to write, I promise to try to update at least once a month as of the moment until the homework piles go down. Anyways I hope you are all feeling well and happy holidays!**

**"When I was a little girl I used to read fairy tales. In fairy tales you meet Prince Charming and he's everything you ever wanted. In fairy tales the bad guy is very easy to spot. The bad guy is always wearing a black cape so you always know who he is. Then you grow up and you realize that Prince Charming is not as easy to find as you thought. You realize the bad guy is not wearing a black cape and he's not easy to spot; he's really funny, and he makes you laugh, and he has perfect hair." **

**-Taylor Swift**

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Every fairytale begins the same what with a young woman who has no life is a slave to duty and cannot hold her own even if the whole world was poorer than she. By the end the girl has met friends a "handsome" rich prince and is soon wed making all her problems to be solved with a happy ending. THis story is not that. This story is much like real life and in real life people fail, they get hurt, and they die.

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Falling… Airs whipping through the darkness like an arrow in battle. No piece of skin was left unpierced by the frigid air that engulfed her skin. She must have been falling for days by now and lightly she wondered if anyone had noticed her absence. A smile crossed her features that once everyone thought were stone. It wasn't a happy smile, or a sad smile, it was one that showed across those that had given up. The ones that hope had left.

For the past twenty years she was giving up and it wasn't until she first heard of Darkar's return that she remained hopeful. She could only believe that her sister was safe and that no harm could possibly happen to her. Her sister could be saved; she could return to the light.

When ages had passed Griselda fell onto a stone ground. She could feel through the darkness and felt the cracks on the open ground. They were long and harsh scratches of a beast the size of Alfea's front doors. The floor had a dungeon like feel to it with the damp air and soundless dripping coming not too far out in the corner.

She made way to move to the outer walls looking for an edge or corner to determine if there were any corners in the room. She felt along a wall piece to her left and shivered at the touch. Just like the floor it was freezing to the touch, weeds sprouted out in the scratches on the wall. Some were little flowers that glowed slightly.

As Griselda continued to walk she found a corner and ran into a floor full of glowing fungi. With her pathway lit she excitedly walked forward. Left, right, right, and right again; Griselda felt like she was going in circles that never had an exit. If she didn't know better she would have said that this place was playing tricks on her mind and purposefully playing with the pathway. Sighing she realized that for now she was trapped with the beast's claws and no way out.

No lights would show her the pathway out of this horrid place and for now she would have to rely on the tracking skills she picked up when she was a student at Alfea. Redfountain would have been proud.

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Darkar led bloom forward into Shadow Haunt. Her eyes had been blind folded by Adriana. For the past several hours she had been half walking and half stumbling her way through the forest and as they enter the birds nest she felt the shift in the magical energy. This place reeked of bad guys and evils depressing spells. It made her think of how Adriana smelled, like unshed tears and sorrow, it wasn't natural.

She knew that she had entered a building because of the sounds of her footsteps clacking against the tile… Stone… or whatever it was. After a few hours of having a blind fold on Bloom found that her senses seemed to be heightened.

Bloom made to walk forward when a hand lightly touched her shoulder. She felt a presence standing behind her and soon felt the knots that held the blind fold together slip away. Laid out before her were two thrones made of ember. One was drastically larger than the other one and had an obvious masculine air about it. However, that smaller one seemed more delicately carved with perfect curves and a slimmer seating arrangement.

"I hope it is to your liking my dear." Darkar's voice hushed out to her. She made to turn around and found soon that he stood behind her, his red eyes ever gleaming. His smile wasn't really genuine and Bloom felt the need to run as far and fast as she could. _Maybe it's not too late to leave. I can save myself from this nightmare._

As if she somehow knew what Bloom had been thinking Adriana grabbed her arms and pinned them to her sides. She leaned close and whispered, "You cannot run from destiny," she paused, "Bloom."

Bloom feigned innocence and hissed back in an equally threatening voice, "I do not plan to."

It was then that Bloom used all the force she had contained within and threw Adriana to the ground before running out onto the bridge and out of the halls of Shadow Haunt. _I need to get out! I need to leave._

Darkar stood in the corner of the room and watched his beloved flee from him. "Get her you fools!" He shouted out to Adriana who was still busy with picking herself up. And so the chase began.


	10. Chapter 10: The End

Like petals to the wind that drift so aimlessly into the fog and vanishes forever, dreams do that often as well as day dreams, they are a peaceful kind of relaxation with little awareness to the true facts of life. I imagine that this must be what birds feel like when they soar so ever on and on into the deep blue sky going where they wish, free to make their own decisions.

Birds fly solo just as I wish I could. Oh, how I wish I could just pick up my suitcase and fly away from these memories lying in the misty fog or the shiny rays of a newborn sun. The woods that surround this beautiful school grow higher and higher until only the bottoms of the trees could be seen whilst the tops lay in the clouds. The trees are the most emerald of greens with murky chocolate browns for the branches. I have walked amongst these trees for so long I no longer remember why I am here and then the angelic pink hazy school reminds me of who I am and why I am here. It is my punishment they had said, it was my fault that I was here and for the rest of eternity I would not be able to sleep peaceful and that I was only allowed to wander this beautiful land.

But, beautiful forests and angelic schools get boring and bland after a while. I try to focus on the patterns of the sky like I had done when I was so young. That was back when I thought magical creatures flew to the stars at night and brought forth the sun so that the sodden earth might grow strong, I had thought that they pulled the sun here and began to draw shapes in the sky because they were bored and those became the clouds that looked like animals, plants, and people we might have known at one point but, alas that is in my past and now I sit here in this cold dark and unknown grave.

Six feet underground it is cold so sometimes I let my restless spirit go to find the warmth of my once called home and now my friends have gone and left. The world has forgotten me but, I have not forgotten them. My mission was to find the girl and so I did but, what I have come to find within the few hours that I had known the girl I did not find her to be what they described for you see she was polite and her heart was brilliant with a never ending flame that flickered in the dark compared to the man who sat beside her with nothing but, envy.

Envy isn't a good thing to feel, I should know that myself. Envy eats away at you soul to leave you nothing but, a cold lifeless shadow that sweeps unnoticed across the floor making no noise and no gestures to alert you to its presence. I remember a time back when I was young and naïve, back when I so in love with the mere thought of love that it sent me to my knees.

I chased after the redhead into the caves of Shadowhaunt. The smells of mothballs and dust found their way into my nose. It was gross here and the sound of running water hits my eardrums with a numb sensation. I was lost in my thoughts when my body smashed into another's body. Immediately my hand went out to grab the person thinking that it was the red-head.

A loud "oof" sounded from their lips, the light from the rising sun had found its way to the back of the cave illuminating it dimly. The persons face made me freeze. It was as if I was looking straight into a mirror except this mirror was older and had a different hair color. Equally identical eyes met mine and I realized I was looking into the face of my beloved sister.

Many years of held back feelings and old conversations of absolutely nothing all wash over me and I feel the love that I have always felt for my sister. We grew up together in a small house made up of only three rooms, it was small but it was still comfortable enough for us to play by the flowing pastel blue river that washed in the trees nearby. Before my sister can speak I wrap my ghostly arms around her and squeeze her tight.

Her sister in which she had not seen in years, now stood before her and all that she managed to say came out in an eep kind of noise. In the dense land that smelled of rot and decaying earth her sister sat there smelling of flowers and pine, she smelled of home.

The hug only lasted a moment before the rough calloused hands pushed her off leaving her body to tumble onto the floor. Thought Griselda's face never showed the hurt that she carried as a deep wound her eyes screamed it.

"Selda, listen I'm sorr-" I began but she cut me off.

"Save it." Griselda hissed.

Memories are who we are, they can build us and they can destroy us. It is in our moment of weakness that we turn to our memories for a safe haven but sometimes the nightmares come to us before the good things can and we are defeated.

In this story something similar happened, Griselda's eyes met those of her sisters and just like that the memories from happier times appeared. Those times were gone now in the face of the enemy and destroyed by a man who was once called a friend.

Griselda and Adriana faced off against each other sending magic towards each other and doging it every time. They fought until the ground was burned ashen. All magic power was near drained and that's when the tables turned and the bridge they found themselves on collapsed and they were sent tumbling down the waterfalls.

Meanwhile Darkar was getting very very impatient and decided to fetch the girl himself. He'd always been a man who refused help even though it was greatly appreciated. He used to be a good man until he met her and that's when he'd do anything for her and so he searched the world for a magic that he could give to her that was so powerful.

Naturally he was successful. He found the biggest powersource in all of the magical universe, the only problem was the fact that it was already corrupted and it took over his body. He was not nor ever would be the man that his friends knew.

He found himself in a clearing at the same time a scared redhead did. They, just as the sisters did, began to battle. Magical aura's swirled around their bodies trying to take over the other but they were an even match.

A large hunk of rock came flying from nowhere and landed in some trees sending two women who were trying to strangle the other soaring through the sky. "How could you? You were my sister!" Griselda screamed out to Adriana.

"It's not like you cared anyways." Adriana bit back.

"Both of you just stop!" All eyes turned to a panting redhead. "Do you guys even know why you're fighting anymore? Shouldn't you just forgive and forget. I mean seriously Ms. Griselda, you should be happy your sister is alive."

"Bloom, you don't understand. That thing right there isn't my sister, not anymore that is. For all I know my sister died the day that power hungry idiot seduced her. " Griselda spoke angrily her words coming out in fast blurts. Tears burned at the end of her vision and her hands shook in fists at her sides.

"Selda, is that how you truly feel about me? This whole time all I did was for you. For so many years I fought this power so that I could tell you one last time that I love you. Selda, I'm dying, I've always been dying and I just don't have the strength anymore to fight this off." Adriana whispered and reached out to hug her sister in which Griselda was so shocked that she allowed it and tried to process this information. The woman she had hated for so long for leaving her was now returning. Nothing made sense. Perhaps, this was all some whacked out dream like when that Alice girl fell down a well.

Raising her hands up Griselda hugged her sister tightly and she disappeared into the rising sun with her soul free to fly into the air. There was still one thing left, Dakar was still standing there with a glare on his face. "You just took away my one in command." He hissed.

"Come on Bloom let's beat him together and banish him once and for all." Together they raised their hands and sent him into oblivion and so ends our story as it was meant to be for all stories are meant to end at one point and who knows, maybe it will be rewritten sometime in the future.


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