Oh Sweet Revenge

Chapter 1: Screams of pain

Rosalind is dead. Killed by Saul Silva and Farah Dowlig after coming back from the dead herself. Also is Andreas' only son, Sky. He died on the same day as his mentor. Was infected by one of the burned ones and couldn't be saved in time. Died in Bloom's arms, his clothes soaked with his blood and her tears and the area around them burning from the huge flame coming out of her as she cried and screamed over the loss of her boyfriend.
Andreas saw it all happening. Everything.
He saw how Rosalind approached Alfea and went into the headmistresses office.Then he saw the utter shock on the beautiful face of the beautiful lady sitting behind the desk. He saw how her eyes began to glow while the beauty tried to fight against Rosalind but failed within one minute, giving her attacker power over her body and a few seconds later finding herself lying on the floor unconscious. Then he saw Rosalind going through the school, smiling at every student as she made her way to the front gates to let the burned ones in. Just within moments, the whole school was there to defend it. Andreas followed the tragic battle until the moment his mentor stopped breathing and exploded from whatever kind of magic Farah and Saul combined to kill her.

Screams of pain fled his throat as the telepathy spell broke off with the last heartbeat of his beloved mentor. He felt the pain of death, his loved one had to suffer, like a million stings of lightnings crashing into his heart and soul without sign of stopping. But the pain was gone as fast as it came. Instead, he felt somewhat stronger. A strong force or power whatsoever pulsing through his veins, giving his vision a slight silver blur. He could feel the magic that fled from its previous master building up in him and giving him more strength. His mentor and love was never going to leave him and he finally knew that, and he admired it. Andreas closed his eyes and went through his mind, sorting all of his thoughts and slowly getting a hang of how to actually use Rosalind's magic. Filled with delight, he discovered his new powers. And with those powers occurred countless new possibilities for revenge.

Rosalind was dead.
But Andreas lived, and he was going to take some sweet old revenge on the two people he thought were his friends and family for as long as forever. But seeing his old best friend and partner taking his son away from him, letting him die while fighting Rosalind and seeing that same man having won the fight over who gets to have Farah - still a gorgeous and graceful little brat - by his side, he builds up a huge flame of hatred and despise that just grew and grew to someday burst out and destroy everything in its way. His future actions were clear.
He was to destroy Saul - by taking what he loved the most. Oh how excited he was for her screams and sobs, as well as for her gorgeous body finally being his. And for the fear in his eyes and his devastated cries while watching him having fun with his fairy.
Rosalind planned it all. She planned on the revenge for him and gave im her powers in just a split second as she knew she would die.

Normally, Andreas was that kind of guy to immediately take action. But his plan needed careful brewing in order to satisfy him. The fairies and specialists at Alfea needed to feel safe and relaxed for his plan to work. He needed them to think that everything was over and that they could finally live in peace and be vulnerable.
He spent a few weeks in his hideout, where he and Rosalind had lived together with the three children that helped bring Rosalind back, all three of them having died. Either through the filthy hands of Solarias' queen or just for complete incompetence while fighting against a burned one.
Sadness to the side, Andreas prepared their hideout for his two prisoners. He set up the most beautiful torture devices he had ever seen. He pushed them around and changed everything over and over until he was completely and a thousand percent satisfied with the outcome. And with every day gone by and every device more in place, the excitement for his revenge grew and grew.
And then, weeks later, he finally got into the big black van and started the ten hours long journey to Alfea to finally pursue his long dreams and cravings.