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Today’s “What If Wednesday” question: “What if a magician from Earth gained magic powers?”

First, a confession: this is based on a fanfic. Back before season five premiered, I had an idea for a fanmade season. I probably won’t write it now. The story hasn’t been fleshed yet, and now my transformation name (Dreamix) has been used. 🙁

Anyway, the villain is a famous magician from Gardenia (sorry!) named Mephisto. (Yeah, I know it’s a lame name. Me from eight years ago couldn’t come up with anything better.) His shows used to sell out everywhere he went, but after the Winx brought real magic back to Earth, no one cared about magic tricks anymore. He became jealous of the Winx and hated them for ruining his business.

One of his assistants is a witch who has been living on Earth for decades. Seeing this as a chance to seize control, she turns Mephisto into a wizard. He uses his new power to get revenge on his critics, read and manipulate people’s minds, and — of course — take over the Magic Dimension to become the greatest magician in the universe.

Mephisto doesn’t know the difference between real magic and magic tricks. To him, being a wizard is just a way to make his act more realistic and surpass all other magicians. Of course, his spells end up causing lots of trouble.

Rainbow has already done this type of back story with Selina. She was jealous of Bloom’s popularity and wanted more power, which led to her teaming up with Acheron and becoming a witch. I wish the writers would keep exploring the idea of normal people becoming magic beings. The season four comics had a few interesting stories like that.

Imagine the possibilities. Here’s an example: the leaders of an oppressive government become witches and wizards. What would they do with their new powers? How would the Winx handle the situation?

That’s it for today!

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I really wanted to finish that “Yin and Yang” post, so that’s what I focused on last weekend. That’s why this is so late. “What If Wednesday” will resume next week. Like I said in last week’s post, I’ll talk about the Specialists and Paladins.

Today, here’s chapter 2 of my fanfic “The Storm.” (Click here if you haven’t read the first chapter.) I hope you like it!


“The Storm”

By: The Oblivious Prattler

CHAPTER II

Oya, the recurring storm. How could anyone from Andros forget it?

Aisha remembered the times she snuck out of the palace to visit the farmers. They talked about Oya all the time. Every year, it provided them with enough rain to water their crops all summer. But it also flooded fields, toppled trees, and tore apart buildings.

The storm was a blessing and a curse, but Andros wouldn’t be paradise without it.

While the sun was still shining, Aisha had plenty of time to share this paradise with Nex. Besides, she hadn’t won the bet yet.

She led him along a bay just outside the palace walls. Her parents, Queen Niobe and King Teredor, had brought her here when she was young to meet her underseas family: the mermaids. Nex had never seen one before. If this didn’t make him smile, nothing would.

Near a boulder in the water, a long, lavender fin poked through the surface. Nex jolted.

“Wait, is that a — ?”

“Uh-huh,” Aisha said, grinning. The frown on his face stayed put, but his shaky hand gave away his excitement. Why hadn’t she tried this sooner?

She knew who the mermaid was right away: her cousin Tressa. This time of day, she’d be patrolling the ocean for pirates, but maybe she could spare a few minutes.

“Tressa!”

No response. Tressa’s fin flicked up and down a couple times, then sank back beneath the waves.

Just as Aisha was about to call her name again, the red-haired mermaid burst through the surface, waving her hand wildly. “Cousin Aisha!”

The fairy beamed. “Hey, Tressa! I’ve got someone I want you to meet!”

Three more mermaids popped up next to Tressa. Perfect timing.

“Tala! Nesia! Kalia!” said Aisha. “Hey!”

As the mermaids waved back, an idea flashed into the fairy’s mind. “Stay there! We’ll come to you! Up for a little swim, Nex?”

“Why not?” he said, keeping his expression still.

Aisha stripped down to her swimsuit and charged into the water. It was lukewarm, the perfect temperature. A smile broke across her face as she took in her surroundings: the sand, the breeze, the seashells prodding her heels, the rhythm of the waves. The ocean was her home. It moved her, energized her.

“Race ya!” she said as she dove in. Her arms spun like turbine blades, digging a path through the water. She rolled with the waves, letting them lift her and propel her towards her goal.

Nex’s voice grew louder, closer. She could see the tips of his hair, the spray from his swim strokes. He laughed between breaths. A taunting laugh.

You won’t beat me! She kicked harder and faster. Her lungs sputtered. No stopping. No looking back.

She sighted the boulder. Just three feet away. Two feet. One.

Her palm collided with the cold stone, and she leaned against it as Tressa and her friends applauded. Nex came in seconds after. For a few moments, they floated there and caught their breaths, with the ocean’s roar and their heartbeats as their soundtrack.

It was Aisha who broke the silence between them.

“Is that all you got, sweetie?”

“You had a head start!” Nex snatched her up into his arms and planted a wet, salty kiss near her lips. The fairy dissolved into giggles.

The mermaids crowded around the couple like paparazzi.

“Who is he, Princess?”

“Is he a Specialist?”

“How long have you been dating?”

Typical mermaids. They loved gossip.

As Nex stared at them with a whale-like grin, Aisha giggled again. Had she looked that bug-eyed and full of wonder when she met the mermaids when she was little? Maybe her parents would remember.

Then it hit her. She leaned right up to Nex’s ear. “I win the bet.”

It took a few seconds for him to realize what she meant. As soon as he did, he buried his head in his hands and let out a frustrated sigh mixed with laughter. Aisha threw her arms around his neck and chuckled.

Who cared about a bet? This was all she wanted, the only thing that really mattered. A day alone with her sweetheart.

* * *

When she and Nex returned to the shore, she snapped her fingers. Two beach towels appeared in a flash of glittering light. After wrapping herself up in one, she picked up her pants and fished her cellphone out of her pocket.

A missed call? From Mom?

She couldn’t ignore it. Her mom only called when she had something important to tell her. Aisha mashed the call button, and a hologram of the queen, Niobe, jutted out of the screen.

“Aisha, darling!”

Her breathless voice made Aisha shudder. “Mom? What’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry to interrupt, my dear, but your father and I would like to speak with you.”

Now? Great. This would set the tour back a few hours — maybe the rest of the day. But family came first. Besides, her mom looked worried.

“Okay, Mom. We’ll be back soon.” Aisha looked up at her boyfriend as she slipped the phone back into her pocket. “Nex, I’m sorry, but I — ”

Before she could finish, he grabbed the tips of her towel and scooped her into his arms.

“I know,” he said, laying a kiss on her forehead. “Don’t worry. I just hope it’s nothing serious.”

TO BE CONTINUED

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Winx Club 7X25 - Aisha and Nex HuggingNope, my blog’s not dead. 

Last month, I started writing Winx fanfiction. I wanted to finish this story by Valentine’s Day, but schoolwork — and nervousness — got in the way. Now I’m finally done…with the first chapter. Good grief.

As you can guess from the picture, “The Storm” is about Aisha and Nex. Expect most of my fanfics to be about them. No couple in this series has ever ignited my imagination as much as they do. They’re a treasure-trove of creative ideas waiting to be used to tell thrilling, clever, romantic, and even profound stories.

Let me guess: you think I’m exaggerating, right? Okay then. Give me a chance to show you why this couple’s so unique and powerful together.

My story takes place on Andros between seasons seven and eight, ignoring the comics (they’re not canon, anyway). Read the rest of this post

Today’s “Fanwork Friday” feature is a fan fic by Cupcakedoll: “The Last Princess!” It’s a retelling of Daphne’s death at the hands of the Ancestresses and what happened afterward. Here’s the first half of the story. Read the second half at Fanfiction.net!

If you want your fan art or fan fic featured on the blog, email it to [email protected]!


“The Last Princess”
~ by Cupcakedoll ~

The temple of the Dragon’s Flame rose slim and golden from the bluff. It was a tall building, all spires and pillars and butter-pale marble. The great doors were thrown open to greet the dawn, and welcome any who wanted to visit the sanctuary. But only the priestess stood there today. Daphne had composed herself, straightened her hair and the fall of her golden robe, and made sure the expression on her face visible under her mask showed only the calm confidence of one who watched the universe for the Great Dragon.

Seeing nobody waiting she sagged a little, her young face growing somber.

It had been nearly a week since the creatures who called themselves the Ancestors of All Witches began attacking realms across the universe. At first everyone had gathered at the palace and the temple, to see what they could send to help, to hear the latest news and share the fear: could the Ancestors be stopped? Would the Ancestors come to Domino? What would happen then? They needed the comfort of seeing that the sacred flame still burned in its crystal bowl and the nymphs carved high on the wall still looked down peacefully. Eight now, the ninth had faded last year.

Even the nymphs with whatever power their existence beyond death gave them, hadn’t been able to stop the Ancestors. Maybe they hadn’t even tried, Daphne thought traitorously. She shook herself and started singing to keep her spirits up as she swept the floor and seats and cleaned out the vases for flower offerings, taking the droopy ones to the compost heap out back. She was glad to have the quiet time, alone with the daily tasks.

She’d told Shayna and Politea to sleep late this morning. She’d looked so tired, after days of emergency after emergency.

The Ancestors were coming. They would come to destroy the power of the Dragon Fire, because they could never rule the universe while the flame burned. And Daphne’s family would be the ones fighting them. Mom and Dad and her Aunties and Uncles. And if they failed, Daphne and Politea would have to defend the realm. They were probably the most powerful fairies on Domino, except for Mom and Aunt Faragonda, and the only sirenix fairies.

It had been a hard quest, finding the gems of loyalty and mercy, and Mom pregnant so she couldn’t help, and Dad freaking out because both his girls were doing hard things and he couldn’t help either one. It had been scary, but now with the threat of the Ancestor Witches looming over them all, every past quest seemed easy. And it had turned out fine. Daphne and Polli had gotten their sirenix powers with days to spare and baby Bloom had been born healthy and beautiful. Daphne had loved her sister from the first moment the baby looked up at her with those big blue eyes.

Luckily her teachers understood—well, some of her teachers were her aunties, and her other teachers said part of being a priestess meant heeding your own inner voice. And Daphne’s inner voice just wanted to help take care of her sister. So she’d babysat while Mom did Important Queen Things, and then while Mom and Dad did Important Company of Light Things. Princess Bloom learned to sleep through the temple noises, the chanting of spells or the hubbub of crowds when a lot of people came seeking healing or wisdom all at once.

It didn’t feel right, leaving Bloom alone now. Even if she was with Mom and Dad and the entire palace guard. But someone had to open the temple and her friends really needed a break. Shayna would come in later and then if nothing else had gone wrong Daphne could go home. Where Dad and Uncle Hagan would be arguing over how much aid they could send to the worlds the Ancestors had attacked and Auntie Griffin would be trying to convince other witches to fight against the Ancestors.

The fire flared suddenly, and Daphne’s shadow jumped bold and dark on the wall. She spun, dropping the broom. The low flame had become a pillar of blue edged in white, stretching up through the ceiling. Daphne gaped. The flame had never looked like this before. It outshone the morning sun.

Something had gone horribly wrong.

Daphne took a deep steadying breath, stepped forward, and pushed her hands into the column of fire.

Images poured into her mind. The Ancestors were in the Infinite Ocean. They hovered around the Pillar of Balance, their presence fouling the water. Creatures fled in terror, all calling alarm, their voices overlapping into noisy chaos.

Daphne yanked her hands back, pulled free from the din.

“Sirenix box! Guardian, wake Polli, tell her what’s going on!”

Her guardian appeared long enough to nod, then vanished again. Daphne opened her phone. “Mom? They’re in the Infinite Ocean. I have to go.”

Marion gasped. “Sweetie!”

“I’ll be all right. We have to defend the pillar.”

“Yes. Of course you do. We’ll be waiting when you get back.”

Daphne closed her phone before her mother could hear her sob . She didn’t want Marion to
know how scared she was. They were sirenix fairies, with the mighty power of the ocean. They might not be able to defeat the Ancestors, but they could chase them away from the pillar.

And out of the Infinite Ocean?

How had they entered the Infinite Ocean? Witches could earn sirenix, but the Ancestors weren’t ordinary witches. Not anymore. They shouldn’t be able to reach the Infinite Ocean.

Daphne’s guardian reappeared. She said, “Please hurry, Princess Daphne. The Pillar of balance is in danger.”

Politea projected her voice into the room. “Ready.”

“Did you call your parents?” Daphne replied through the spell. They had to hurry, but some things were more important.

“Let’s just go.” Politea said, and magic flared as she teleported.

It wasn’t like Politea, to be so terse. She must be really scared. Of course she was. But as
Uncle Hagan said, was not to let fear make you useless. Daphne looked at the angry fire. “Fairy magic! Sirenix!”

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And for a few moments she caught handfuls of magic and pulled it around herself like a cloak and felt all her strength and wasn’t afraid at all.

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Here’s the final round of “Ask OP” answers. Thanks, everyone, for your questions!

“You said you have your own Winx characters, will we see them anytime soon?”

Absolutely! That’s why I started a dA account. I’m gonna use my Roxy model as a base to draw those characters. I’ll probably model them, too. 🙂

“What’s your favorite dub? Your favorite season?”

Favorite season: three. Hands down. I loved Enchantix, and I loved seeing so many new realms!

Favorite dub? That’s tough. The 4Kids dub got me into the show, but I abandoned it when I discovered the RAI English dub. But to me, the RAI voice acting is too hit-and-miss. I also hate it that they reused actors for key roles (like Daphne and Tecna).

The Nick dub is great, but the dialogue this season has been…hard to listen to. That’s not the actors’ fault, though. They’re doing the best they can with what they’ve been given.

My ideal dub would be Nick’s voices with RAI’s scripts.

“Do you read or write Winx Club fanfiction and if so, do you have any favourite authors or stories?”

I don’t read much fanfiction at all. But so many people talk about it, it’s made me curious. Any recommendations? 🙂

“Do you own any Winx DVDs?”

Yep! 🙂 I have the first-season 4Kids dub DVDs. I never bought the rest, but I meant to. And now I have Nick’s Secret of the Lost Kingdom (I think it was done well) and the DVD that came with Target’s “Good vs. Evil” 4-pack.

“They’re bringing back the Pixies in season 6, but during Pop Pixie, they changed Digit, and some others, to a boy. How do you think that will turn out?”

I think all the pixies will be girls in season six, since Pop Pixie takes place in an alternate universe. At least I hope so. 😛

“At one point you were feeling bummed and thought about closing your fan site down. A lot has happened since then and your site is doing exceptionally well, of which I’m very happy to see. 
What made you decide to stick with it and keep your fan site going? What advice can you give others who might be feeling the same thing you went through?”

It’s true. I did consider closing down Una di Noi Winx. I felt like I had nothing to offer. I rarely find the “big” news before everyone else, and I don’t have contacts within Rainbow and JAKKS like some fans do.

But I kept the blog because I love interacting with you and reading your comments and opinions. I didn’t wanna give that up. 🙂

My advice to others is to go back to your roots. I didn’t start Una di Noi Winx because I wanted to be “the #1 Winx fan blog.” I just loved talking about the show, and I knew other people in cyberspace did, too. I wanted to find them!

I love the Winx Club fanbase! You’re one of the most creative, diverse, and interesting groups I’ve ever been a part of. That’s why I plan to run this blog as long as I can!