Team Spirit (Winx Club Fanfiction)

Question of Trust

Ace's POV

"Ace, what did you want to talk to me about?" asked Faragonda she had stopped outside the gate with him and went into the woods.

"Faragonda how do you know that's the real Professor Avalon?" asks Ace. Faragonda drop's her mouth open at that. "There is a letter I sent to him."

"And has been shown to you?"
inquires Ace.

"No, it has not. Why do you ask, Ace?"

"Because I just called the teacher assistant of Malacoy Academy and they said he went off radar 3 months ago." spoke Ace.

Faragonda hugs Ace.

"It is good have another wizard around. I was heart broken when Marian and Oritell were both taken by those witches. They were some of my best friends. Oritell would like you a lot."

In a flash Ace saw domino and a hill. And Bloom's parents appear out of the crowd.

"Your day of wickedness is done Ancestral Witches!" King Oritell shouts.

"Oritell so you managed to sneak out of that fight," whispered Tharma.

"Keep your trap shut Tharma and scoot out of home and leave our friends and people alone!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! We see Valtor weakened you Queen Marian. Harmony may have paid the ultimate price for it but that spell he trapped you in did its job after all."

"They are not fighting alone," spoke a solider. "Sparkia are we going to let this village be enslaved by these stupid witches?"

The croud of villagers shouted. "No way!"
This is town this village trusted their King and Queen. The figure who spoke had his visor down his sword ready. A woman took his hand in her she was wearing a black robe.

"To the King!" She called.

🎵Witchttix
Red dawn is approaching now
Mystery delving deeper into
The mind
Devious foes around
I look ahead
You will remember
My name
And my face
Cause it is not so easy to forget
Family
Especially when they were never there
To welcome you back in.
It's the magic
The uncorrupt light of Cloudtower
It's the spirit of Witchttix
Flowing up from deep down in my heart. Witchttix!🎵

Black hair fell onto her back long straight and beautiful. Her eyes were a singed red. She had the stern look of someone who had been scarred for life. Her dress was half fire red and black. She wore no cape nor hat.

"Cousin you disappoint us!"

"Oh Belladonna not happy to see me huh?" She asked. "Obsidian's embrace! You will get never get the Dragon Flame. It was Valtor's burden to always share with Bloom."

"Don't you dare meant her name!" shouts Lysslis.

The young witch just cackled with a joyful heart.

"Your fight today is with me and the magic heart of Cloudtower."

"Hmmm that sounds a real fight your the Witch of Cloudertower huh?" asked Tharma. "Bring it on cousin."

"Certainly," She answered.

The horn sounded.

"You better go," said Faragonda. "It sounds like they are about to start. Ace keep yoiur eyes open. You made it clear to me I cannot trust with my deepest secrets."

Ace nodded.

"Thank you for listening Faragonda."

He rejoined others specialists at the gate.