The Shard P2

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A golden energy washed through the opened balcony doors as I opened the drawer to my desk. There it was a pink mirror shard blinking in the dorm light. This had to be the answer. The Gorgons couldn't protect the secret of their reflection. No one could protect their own reflection.

Rosella and Bloom had joined the other fairies in the fight. I gasped it was hard not seeing Rosella's bright red hair anymore. It disturbed me.

"Frieda I'm sorry I didn't tell you what was going on," spoke Bloom. "I was afraid."

"Afraid of what I would think, I know Bloom but you're my friend I trust you."

"I'm sorry Bloom Flora," Aisha spoke. "I owe you both an apology I wasn't being a proper Alfea Fairy when I disagreeded with the two of you about the Trix."

"Girls!" I shouted. "I know the answer. Mirta it is up to you. Your powers are about to be boosted. You have to make a mirror shield out of this. I know you can do it Mirta. The moon is on our side tonight because you earned your Enchantix just a few hours ago."

"Stella where did you find that fragment?" asked Mirta.

"In Shadowhaunt, the same thing that gave my brain a headache before summer classes started." I responded. "What I'm addicted or attracted to things that shine and sparkle. I can't help it."

Mirta took the shard in her hands.

"Mirrorus in my hands enlargus shines reflectus backus on Monster of the Swamp!"

A incredible red light glowed out of her. A mirror shield hung in mid air behind us.

"Now!" Prisma said. "Let's converge again all together together."

"Huh?" gasped Flora. "That energy. It is so pure."

"Eraklyon's Light!" In the flash of white light I saw a man with a more noble hearted will then Fake Professor Avalon.

Fairies, heroes mermaids or wizards are measured not by their powers strength but their ability to put themselves behind others.
Somes you must being willing to let go for others to hold on for you. And there are times to hold on when others shall let go.

Your darkest of journeys has not begun Alfea Fairies." Perseus spoke aloud as the Gorgons fled from Alfea, Red Fountain and Magix city.

"Do you understanding me now Bloom?" He asked. She nodded.

"I do. I will try to remember that my friends know how to handle themselves and I don't always have to play hero."

Perseus nods.

"We may yet again cross paths Winx. Mystics you're courage and loyalty runs deep and strong just like the Winx but challenges still await you."

Then as quickly as he came he vanished. The mirror shield returned to the shard into my hands the pink color completely gone.

I heard his voice speak to me. "Keep it close you may just need it in the future Princess of the Sun and Moon."

I looked disturbed. And I knew it. My friends stared at me in shock. I probably looked like I just ate a lemon drop. No one heard what he said to me but I knew now the long history of the Elders' of Eraklyon. Perseus was the Great Grandfather of Herakles the first hero and King of Eraklyon the home or should I saw Realm of the Brave Warriors.

Author's Note:

Greek Mythology usage here and yes Perseus came before Herakles and they're are related. 

Perseus knew exactly what should never be in a King greed, envy, hatred, anger and vegeance. He didn't like those things.

He believed in putting others before himself and he hoped others would follow after him. Enjoyed it did you? Hope you did!

What about Bloom not being able to fight till after Rosella saved her? And what about her statements?

This is certainly not the Bloom we're use to are we? I didn't think so. See ya later Sundrops. It is bedtime for me. So Goodnight.

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