The story of Electra battling her dark self, the persona of Dark Q, plus some other stories from Season 7 and the first season of WOW.
Book 2 will have stories from the second season of WOW and Season 8.
Electra stepped out of Andros Palace, her mind still racing with thoughts of the strange energy shift she had felt. The warm ocean breeze that usually filled the island had been replaced by a sudden, biting cold wind that whipped her hair around her face. She squinted up at the sky, her hand instinctively gripping the edge of her dress. Something was wrong.
A chilling, ominous laughter echoed from above. Electra's heart skipped a beat as a figure descended from the sky, draped in swirling shadows. Her eyes widened in disbelief. The figure looked exactly like her.
"Huh?" Electra muttered, eyes narrowing. That looks like me, but it's not me. Her pulse quickened as she called out, "Who are you?"
The figure grinned wickedly, her eyes gleaming with malice. "I am your dark clone, but you can call me Dark Q," she said, her voice a chilling mirror of Electra's own. "I was born from the very energy you possess."
Electra's stomach twisted at the revelation. She took a step back, struggling to process what she was seeing. A clone? Of her? "Why are you here?" she demanded, her voice tense.
Dark Q's laughter echoed through the air, sending shivers down Electra's spine. "I'm here to lure you back into your old habits," she sneered. "That hatred of defeat that you've rejected after gaining your complete Enchantix powers. I know deep down, you still crave revenge against your enemies."
Electra's breath caught in her throat, but she forced herself to stand her ground. "No," she said firmly, her voice unwavering. "I may have thought about revenge in the past, but I don't act on it anymore. Revenge is never the answer."
Dark Q smirked, stepping closer, her eyes glinting with dark amusement. "Oh really? If revenge isn't the answer, then why did you hate losing so much? You can't deny it—you demanded revenge the moment you felt that sting of defeat."
Electra clenched her fists, her energy pulsing beneath her skin as memories of past battles flickered through her mind. "Yes," she admitted. "Losing used to mean failure. It meant not being able to protect the people I care about. That sting of defeat pushed me to want revenge. But now, I've changed. I love winning more than I ever hated losing."
Dark Q's smile faltered, but she quickly masked her surprise with a mocking laugh. "Ah, so you did seek revenge at first, but now you claim to love winning more? I don't buy it."
Electra's resolve hardened, her eyes blazing with determination. "Believe what you want. But I know who I am now. And I know the power of my Enchantix isn't about revenge—it's about protecting others." She took a deep breath, summoning her magic. "Enchantix! Electra, fairy of energy!"
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Her transformation washed over her, filling her with strength and light. As she stood tall, facing her dark clone, she was ready. Whatever Dark Q had planned, she wasn't going to fall back into her old ways. Not anymore.
