The Collector ~ a winx club fanfic

Chapter 17

"Helia, what on earth are you doing here? Didn't Flora wake up last night?" Saladine asked as he entered the hangar where Helia, Brandon, Timmy, and Roy were working on polishing some of the artillery for the ships.

"What the shit?! Flora woke up?" Roy yelled and stopped polishing his radiator.

"...Yeah" Helia replied and without looking up, continued to clean some oil off a gear.

"When were you gonna tell us asshole?" Brandon growled and threw his towel at Helia.

"yeah and why aren't you with her? we could have handled this scrap without ya." Roy countered.

Helia said nothing and still refused to look at anyone, focusing intently on a smudge of oil that just wouldn't come clean.

Roy and Brandon exchanged an uneasy look before Brandon asked "are you bailing on Flora right now because of the whole baby thing?"

"Baby thing? what baby thing?" Timmy asked startled and looking between the three of them for some clarification.

Slamming his tools down, Helia yelled at his friends "Its none of your god damn business!"

"Calm down Helia. It is our business." said Brandon "I get it your pissed but I'm sure Flora is really confused right now and she probably shouldn't be by herself."

"Yeah fuck this, Ima go yank Riven and Musa outta their love nest and were all gonna go see Flora." Roy said and turned to leave.

"Just stay out of it Roy!" Helia yelled and grabbed Roy's arm.

"No fuck you Helia! Flora is my friend ima go see her, you can man up and come with me if you want, but you arent gonna stop me." Roy said icily as he yanked his arm free.

"Boys! stop this nonsense right now." Saladine interrupted "this is not how friends should act. Helia can i speak with you in the hallway please."

"No thank you headmaster, i don't need your advice." Helia said.

Saladine sighed and then looked at his grandson lovingly "Just here me out grandson. please." he paused and no one said anything further until Helia had turned and left the room, with Saladine on his heels.

"For the love of goddess will someone explain to me what baby thing your talking about?!" Timmy exclaimed to Roy and Brandon.

"just finish up these tools here then well explain Tim-ster." Brandon ordered and began cleaning another part.

"you guys never tell me anything you assholes." Timmy muttered and turned red.

"I HEARD IT! WE ALL HEARD IT!" Roy exclaimed. "the Ginger said something mean! i knew you guys were heartless!"

"i thought the expression was souless?" Brandon jeered

"Or Ball-less in Timmy's case." Roy laughed and then leaned in to mock whisper, "Tecna keeps his in a jar."

Roy and Brandon roared with laughter and Timmy began throwing parts at them.

Flora was somewhere that she didn't recognize. It was dark and it smelled like something had shit itself or died, or maybe even both. Getting up Flora brushed herself off and began walking in any direction. for a long while everything remained dark, until a little light appeared far away and straight in front of her. Flora began to run towards it and it appeared that the light was doing the same, it was growing bigger as she moved towards it; running faster and faster. Soon it was big enough for Flora to see shape in the light, see details. Flora stopped running and starred in horror as she recognized stone soldiers headed straight towards her. Screaming Flora ran the other direction as fast as she could. Her feet pounded the dark pavement and her breath was coming in ragged gasps but still the soldiers were gaining on her. She tried in vain to transform but her body wouldn't listen she couldn't feel any of her magic anymore and the earth wouldn't respond to her commands. Flora was so scared,tears were streaming down her face, she had no options. It was dark, she was alone, and she couldn't transform. Tripping and falling on her face, she did not get back up. Crying into the ground and screaming for someone to help her, all she heard was laughter, King Mikahl was laughing, and when Flora turned to meet her assailants, there he was in the midst of his soldiers, grinning as they overtook her. they slashed at her stomach with swords and she screamed in terror as King Mikahl ripped her baby boy from her open stomach and snapped its neck.