The Vampire Fairy•Sky of Eraklyon

7

They waited far too long.

Stella was the first to return to the campus, a strange feeling twisted Talia's gut at the sight of her alone.

She rushed to Sky, streaks across her cheeks from drying tears.

"Where have you been?"

Sky demanded, as Stella desperately hugged him.

"I tried to get my ring, but that thing got loose."

She gasped out.

Talia gaped.

"You let it out?!"

She hissed, her horror growing by the lack of winx suite residents with her.

"What? Are they okay?"

Sky asked, clutching Stella's arms.

The self absorbed princess simply fixed him with an irritated stare.

Sky softened.

"How are you?"

He added.

"Fuck her, she's clearly fine, where are Bloom and Terra?"

Talia demanded, her hands clutched into fists, her stress causing shadows to leak from her grip.

"I got lost. Then my magic wouldn't work-"

Stella mumbled, pressing herself into Sky once more.

Talia looked away, the sight of them causing her stomach to churn.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey."

Sky said comfortingly embracing her

"You're back now. Tell me everything that happened."

He pressed, shooting Talia an urgent look.

His eyes seemed to tell her that if the others weren't back soon, they'd be going after them.

The group looked up as a cluster of people staggered into the room below them.

"Is that Silva?"

Sky exclaimed, releasing Stella from his arms.

"Why didn't you say something?!"

Talia demanded from Stella incredulously, chasing after Sky down the stairs.

"I need a med kit from the Bastion!"

Terra called, as she and Musa supported Silva across the room.

"I'll get the headmistress."

Beatrix promised, dashing in the direction of Dowlings office.

"Dane, help us carry him to the greenhouse."

Terra ordered the specialist.

Talia's mind spun at the insanity that had been their first few days of school.

What else could even get fucked up at this point?

"Nearly there, Mr. Silva."

Musa promised, as Dane took her place supporting the man.

"Sam, go and get Dad."

Terra ordered a boy nearby, earning a shocked look from Musa.

"Dad?"

"He's my brother."

Shadows poured from Talia's hands as she reached the group, forming a thick pillow like cloud in front of them.

"Put him down on it."

She ordered, solidifying the hovering darkness.

They looked unsure and she scoffed impatiently.