Alethea is a kind-hearted girl carrying the weight of the Magic Dimension on her shoulders. Read as she tries to find her place in a world full of chaos, while she herself is anything but. Adjusting to a life filled with danger when all she wants is...
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Alethea's POV:
I held my gloved hand out, our fingers brushing as I tried to grasp her hand, but she slipped away again, the rain pouring down, making everything slick and cold. The droplets soaked me through, weakening me with each icy touch.
"Stella!" I called, my voice straining as I flew faster, desperate to catch her. "Girls, help me!" Bloom, Flora, Musa and Tecna responded immediately, casting a spell around us. I used the last bit of my strength to grab Stella's hand again, and together we guided her to the ground, forming a circle around her as we landed safely.
As we touched down, I extended my hand, letting the rain gather in my palm. "This rain... it feels like it's draining our magic."
"It weakened our spells and our strength," Tecna added, her expression serious. "But luckily, we still had enough Winx left to save Stella."
Stella sighed heavily, looking down at herself in dismay. "The way I look... I'd probably be better off if you hadn't saved me."
"Don't say that," Bloom reassured her, stepping closer. "We'll find a way to change you back, Stella."
I wrapped my arms around her gently, pulling her into a hug. "I think you're still beautiful," I said with a soft smile.
Flora joined in with a gentle laugh. "Or maybe you're just extra cuddly right now. Like a cross between a frog and a teddy bear."
Stella's eyes welled up, and she hugged me tighter. "I'm green, I'm hideous, and I've given a whole new meaning to the term 'bloated.'"
I pulled back slightly, looking her in the eyes. "It's just a spell, Stella. Spells can be broken, and we'll break this one."
Before the conversation could continue, the boys appeared, rushing towards us with concern written all over their faces. "Alethea, Bloom, Stella—are you alright?" Sky's voice was filled with worry as his gaze darted between us and the scene of the explosion.
Stella quickly hid behind a tree. "I can't let Brandon see me like this!" she whispered frantically.
Sky continued, "We saw the explosions. What happened?"
Tecna tried to downplay the situation. "Just a fire spell backdraft, nothing major."
But Bloom, in her honesty, blurted out, "The guards fired at Stella and knocked her off the roof!" Realizing her mistake, she glanced at me apologetically as I gave her a gentle nudge.
Brandon looked alarmed. "Then where is she?"
I quickly replied, "She's scouting for an escape route, somewhere the guards wouldn't know about."
Flora caught on and added, "It might take her a while, but we'll catch up with her soon."
Sky frowned slightly, his gaze skeptical. "That doesn't sound right."
