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.
"You did well," the great dragon spoke with a booming yet calm voice, addressing both Stormy and Electra. "You have successfully broken the curse. You may now enter the trial mini-world. I am counting on you to make amends. Good luck."
Stormy and Electra shared a confident glance and high-fived.
"Let's do this!" Stormy exclaimed with renewed determination.
Electra stood firm, her energy sparking with focus. "Tynix!" she called out. Her transformation was instant, and her voice echoed through the air. "Electra, Fairy of Energy!" Her body shimmered in a burst of light as she miniaturized into her Tynix form.
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Stormy, not wanting to be left behind, also transformed, her own powers activating as she shrank to match Electra's size.
Together, they stepped into the mini-world.
"Whoa..." Electra whispered, her eyes wide as she took in their surroundings. The space was vast yet intimate, filled with towering crystalline structures that flickered with soft blue and white light. Everything about it exuded a mystical atmosphere.
"It kind of reminds me of a courtroom," Stormy observed, her voice hesitant as her eyes scanned the surroundings.
Electra sighed deeply, her mind suddenly weighed down by memories. Stormy picked up on her change in mood.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
Electra hesitated for a moment before answering. "This place reminds me of something... something that still hurts to think about." She swallowed hard. "Back when Nabu died at the hands of Ogron... it was Year 4."
Stormy remained silent, but her eyes reflected a quiet understanding.
Flashback to Season 4, Episode 24:
"Please, Nabu, don't give up!" Aisha sobbed, clutching his limp hand desperately. "Please don't leave me!"
Nabu, though weak, gave her a soft smile, his voice strained but full of love. "I'll never leave you, Aisha... No matter where you are, in any realm, I'll always be with you." He gently wiped a tear from her cheek. "These eyes, Aisha... mustn't cry. I love you." His hand slipped from hers as his body went still.
Aisha cried uncontrollably, her sobs echoing around them.
"The Black Gift!" Bloom's voice cut through the sorrow, her tone urgent. "The last Gift of Destiny! Now's the time to use it!"
Through her tears, Aisha raised her fist toward the sky, pleading with every ounce of strength she had left. "Ethereal Fairies, I beg of you, please! Give me the spell of life!"
As the spell descended from the heavens, shimmering with the power to restore life, Ogron suddenly appeared, snatching it right out of the air.
Electra and Aisha both gasped in shock, fury boiling in their veins.
"Ogron!" Bloom shouted, her voice tinged with both disbelief and growing anger.
Aisha's heart pounded. "Give it back to me NOW!" she demanded, her voice trembling with frustration and heartbreak.
Ogron sneered, his tone mocking. "Oops, how careless of me. I used the last Gift to bring this small flower back to life." He tossed a delicate bloom in Aisha's direction, clearly enjoying the cruelty of the situation.
Aisha's cries became louder, more vehement.
"Such a waste," Ogron added with a shrug. "Oh well."
Electra couldn't hold back her rage any longer. With a shout, she lunged at Ogron, gripping him by the neck with white-hot fury.
"Hey!" Ogron gasped, his voice panicked. "Let me go!"
Electra's voice was a low growl, full of unrestrained anger. "You better listen up, and listen well," she hissed. "If you mess with Aisha, you mess with me. I knew you were lying to us all along. You will pay for what you did to Bloom, but what you did to my cousin... you'll suffer even WORSE for that! AM I CLEAR?!" Her grip tightened for a brief moment before she released him, sending him stumbling to the ground.
Ogron gasped for air, glaring up at her before vanishing into thin air.
Nebula, who had been watching from the sidelines, stepped forward with an offer. "Electra, Aisha," she called out. "You should be on my side. After today, you'll want revenge, won't you?"
Electra's head bowed slightly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I do want revenge," she admitted.
Alysha and Natalie, standing nearby, gasped in shock.
Electra lifted her gaze, her eyes clear but full of determination. "But I won't go into it without a plan. I'm on your side, Aisha, but I won't join the fight without a strategy."
Alysha and Natalie exhaled in relief.
End of Flashback
Electra's voice was somber as she returned to the present. "I shouldn't have demanded revenge so quickly. I was so blinded by anger."
Stormy stepped forward, placing a reassuring hand on her friend's shoulder. "That was then," she said firmly. "But now you have complete Enchantix powers. You've changed. You've grown. The past is the past, Electra."
Electra smiled softly, feeling the weight of her past slip away a little. "You're right, Stormy," she said, her voice steady. "But before we start this trial, there's something I need to say to you." She paused, gathering her thoughts. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything—causing you and your sisters so much pain, for letting things get so bad between us. You've proven today that you're just as redeemable as Icy and Darcy. You deserve to have your hearing back—literally and figuratively."
Stormy blinked in surprise, her eyes softening as Electra's words sunk in. "Thank you, Electra. That means a lot." She took a deep breath. "Now I have to head to the witness stand. The trust trial is about to begin."
Electra gave her an encouraging wave. "Good luck, Stormy. You've got this."
Stormy took a deep breath and stepped forward, ready to face the trial, knowing that with Electra's support, they both had a chance to make things right.
