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Chapter 1: Andros

- I told you that when you talk to me, you need to shut up!

Their hideout on Andros had become decidedly cramped for all three of them and Icy was starting to hate it. She sat uncomfortably on a rock smoothed by the waves, holding her head in her hands and staring at the rocky floor, trying not to listen to her sisters who had been arguing for hours.

- Oh ancestors, can you at least form a sentence? - Darcy seemed furious, but Stormy, who was clenching her fists, looked like she had completely lost control. The electricity in the room made their hair stand on end.

- Are you done?

Icy's icy voice echoed in the cave, bringing silence.

She sighed, massaging her temples. She had been silent throughout the argument, to the point where the others had forgotten she was there.

After Valtor's fall, they had gone into hiding and returned to their old refuge. He would never have allowed such chaos and in a normal situation, neither would she, but she was tired. They had lost again. Those damn Winx and their Enchantix...

- Icy is right, you should stop, Stormy, you’re behaving like a child.

Stormy's furious growl filled the cave.

- Okay, that's enough, I've had it.- Icy got up and headed for the hideout exit. Her ice-blue outfit made her easily recognizable, but at that moment she didn't care. She needed to leave that damned cave.

- Where are you going? Icy!

She teleported to a nearby beach and sat down on the sand. She could see the portal to the Omega dimension in the middle of the sea, and memories hit her like a spell straight to the chest.

Her magic freeing Valtor from his eternal prison, their escape from the Omega dimension.

"...I like your style."

"Yours isn't bad either, Valtor."

Their glances at Cloud Tower, when he favored her sisters, challenging her with his gaze, only to brush her hips when they weren't looking.

Then...

"All three of you are my girls."

Fury, hatred, shame.

She felt a cold shiver on the back of her neck. Someone had materialized behind her, but she didn't move. She knew Darcy and Stormy so well that she could distinguish them by the vibrations they emitted.

Darcy sat next to her, trying not to get too dirty with the sand. Icy raised an eyebrow as she saw her swearing while removing those tiny golden grains from her pants.

- Couldn't you sit in a bar... What a mess.

- If it bothers you so much, you can go back to the cave. I certainly didn't invite you to sit. - Icy replied, continuing to look ahead.

- Oh, I'm not even thinking about it. Let's leave that madwoman to cool down on her own.

Stormy had always been the most impulsive, never good at controlling her anger. The fact that they couldn't go out was driving them all crazy, but it had a particularly detrimental effect on her.

- We should let her out to get some air every now and then. She's been locked in there for a week.

- You talk about her as if she were a dog, - Darcy muttered distractedly, who in the meantime had picked up a stick and started drawing swirls in the sand - and it's not that I don't want her to go out, but you know how she is: taking her out is like bringing a bull into a china shop, she causes too much damage.

Icy let out a amused chuckle but said nothing. Indeed, she was right; Stormy found great satisfaction in destroying things.

- For starters, you could stop provoking her - she suggested after a few minutes of silence.

Darcy sighed, throwing the stick far away. She had lost interest in the sand and was now sitting with her legs stretched out in front, supporting herself with her arms while staring at the perfectly clear sky.

Icy, on her part, kept her legs close to her chest, slightly rocking while wrapping her knees with both arms.

- I'm just bored. How the hell did we end up in this situation?

Darcy's question brought back other memories, other pain.

"Valtor will never win!!!"

With that last sentence, Bloom had begun her first transformation into Enchantix, the beginning of the end.

Icy let out a sound similar to a growl at the mere thought.

- Forget the question, - Darcy sighed, - this light is giving me a headache.

The day was coming to an end, the sun setting gently into the ocean. She remembered the time they spent at Lightrock, they weren’t living a much different moment now. But this time, they just had to regain their strength, they weren't trapped in the Valley of Happiness. They had managed to separate from the templars at the portal to Lightrock. Icy had grabbed her sisters by the arm and teleported them there.

Darcy seemed to read her mind, - Do you think we can beat them? I mean... Valtor lost, we lost... again.

- I thought you wanted to change the subject.

- Icy, we need to talk about it. We've been hiding for days, acting like nothing happened!

- The only time we worked alone and stayed united, we got what we wanted. Sure, we couldn't foresee Bloom recovering the Dragon's Flame, but we did it - Icy met her sister's gaze - We can be united again; no more men holding us back, we don’t need any one else.

The alliance with Valtor had given them new powers; they were definitely much stronger, but they hadn't been united. They had split the moment they met the sorcerer's gaze.

A beautiful, powerful man... Perhaps the most powerful. He had a magnetic effect on all three of them. Icy wasn’t sure what attracted her, whether it was him or the power he emanated, perhaps both. She hadn't even talked to Darcy and Stormy about that.

- Maybe, but as it stands, we won't get very far. - Darcy noted, she didn’t seem convinced.

- I didn't think you were so pessimistic. We will destroy those fairies once and for all, and Bloom will be the first to pay.

- I've heard that before... - the other murmured, disheartened.

They stayed there watching the sun set for what seemed like an eternity.

- I'm bored to death, let's go back and check if Stormy has left us a place to sleep. - Icy got up and started to brush the sand off her bare legs and skirt, but she felt Darcy's uneasy gaze on her back, she hadn’t moved. - Speak.

She knew Darcy well enough to know when she wanted to say something, but her calculating mind waited for the "right moment." Indeed, she sighed behind her but didn't get up.

- Listen, I want to know what was between you and Valtor.

There it was, the question Icy hoped they would never ask her. She didn't want to face this topic, especially because she didn't want to know what was between him and them. Her pride had already taken quite a beating in recent days.

- What do you mean?

Darcy rolled her eyes, - You know what I mean.

- Nothing... - she muttered more to herself than to her sister, freezing a small tree a few meters away from them. Then she shattered it into a thousand pieces - absolutely nothing.

- Very mature of you, you sound like Stormy. - Darcy commented, leaning over her legs to observe the remains of the tree. - Do you want to get caught by any chance?

Icy let out an exasperated sound.

- I just want us to close this matter and then leave everything behind. We can't live together if you look at us with suspicion and don’t talk to us. - Darcy replied impatiently.

She probably hadn’t even realized it; the disappointment of the defeat and the desire for revenge had occupied her thoughts and dreams lately, but she hadn't opened her mind to them. She had been apart, alone, more glacial than ever.

- Nothing different from what was between you, okay?

- Look sweetie, there was absolutely nothing between us. - Darcy looked extremely amused, then realized: - Oh my God, Icy, is that why you weren't talking to me?

Icy looked at her confused while Darcy laughed heartily, now lying in the sand.

- Yes, go ahead and laugh. But if you bring sand into the cave, I swear I'll make you eat it. - she muttered, trying to hide the slight blush that had appeared on her cheeks

Stormy sat with her back against the rocky wall of the cave, turning to shoot a resentful glance at the other two when they returned.

-Cut it out, Stormy. - Icy sat down, leaning her back against the pillar in front of her. - We need to talk. - she muttered, motioning for Darcy to sit beside her.

- What's going on? - Stormy asked, slightly alarmed. - Were we seen?

- No. - Icy replied. - But I'm tired of living here, in this damn cave. We need to find a way out of this damp hole.

- You're right, we've been through too much to end up living inside a damn rock! - Stormy threw a lightning bolt at a boulder, causing the entire cave to tremble.

- STORMY! - Darcy jumped to her feet, trying to contain the damage with magic. - Do you always have to act like a child? Do you want this damn ceiling to collapse on our heads?

Icy just sighed, perhaps Stormy's reaction was childish, but she wasn't wrong. She didn't know what to say to the other two. There was no plan, no ideas to get them out of this situation.

- The Winx are probably enjoying their summer, ignoring our escape; they probably think we're too weak to do anything. - Stormy growled, glaring at Darcy with a resentful expression.

- Well, they're not entirely wrong, actually. - Darcy muttered as she slowly sat back down. - Honestly, I don't have great ambitions at the moment; maybe it's just not meant to be.

Stormy looked at her sister as if she had just suggested adopting a rainbow unicorn foal.

- Are you kidding, Darcy? After everything we've done, you want to give up?

- Well, I wouldn't call it giving up, more like a realization.

Icy listened to them without saying anything, as she had been doing for weeks now. Maybe Darcy was right: Bloom was too strong, destined to protect the magical dimension, and she was doing just that, with one stroke of luck after another. Meanwhile, they kept failing and at the moment they didn't even have a big ambition to drive them.

The only thing that could stir them was the feeling of revenge against the fairies, but maybe they were too tired even for that, or at least, Icy was.

- I'm sorry if I haven't been cooperative. This whole situation has put me in a difficult spot, I have to admit.

- Maybe we should take a break, Icy. - Darcy looked her in the eyes. - I'm serious. We need to figure out what we want and regain our unity because this way, we won't get anywhere.

Stormy looked at them puzzled, glanced from one to the other, then sighed. - Yeah, maybe if we hadn't been so messed up, we wouldn't have let ourselves be seduced by someone like Valtor to the point of fighting amongst ourselves, putting sticks in each other's wheels. Damn, we even got to the point of literally fighting...

Icy stood still, her eyes on the floor. She remembered well how it had started, he had taken her aside, they had talked and then he had chained her to him. It was all about power after all.

He had lifted her chin with his hand and taken her lower lip between his perfect teeth, and shortly thereafter she found herself in his bed.

His hands on her hips, on her breasts, then between her legs

“You are better than them, you are the only one capable of sharing part of the powers I have accumulated” he whispered in her ear as he pulled aside her midnight blue underwear and caressed her between her thighs.

He didn't care about her, he just wanted to increase the power he had over her mind, to divide their trio so they couldn't rebel against him, and she knew it, she knew it very well, as if it mattered…

One finger, two… all the while he was leaving a trail of searing bites on her neck. Of her He felt her heat expanding from the marks he left on her skin and from her lower abdomen, he ran his fingers in and out of her while he stimulated her externally with his thumb. A moan escaped her lips and he bit her harder.

She remembered kneeling at his feet, his expression satisfied and full of pride at seeing her like that, bent to his will. He had undone his trousers and placed a hand on her head to bring her closer to his now exposed member, she had welcomed him between her lips without hesitation, passing her tongue over the tip as she ran her hand over his length. Icy heard a dangerous hiss escape from Valtor's lips, his grip on her hair became painful for a moment, perhaps she had caught him off guard? Did he perhaps believe that Icy was a pure fairy?

No, she would prove to him very quickly that she knew exactly what to do, she certainly didn't need lessons from him.

She continued to stimulate him with her tongue while slowly pumping the base with her hand, until he pushed her away.

He had an expression Icy had seen many times before, the exhilaration of stealing a new spell, the excitement of feeling more powerful than ever.

He pushed her making her end up on her back on the bed, then he got on all fours on top of her, he was only wearing his shirt half open, while she was still wearing her underwear.

I moved her panties to the side without even bothering to take them off and entered her with a poorly restrained growl. He held her wrists above her head with his left hand, while with the other he squeezed her breasts and pushed firmly between her legs.

Icy tried to hold back her moans since she didn't want to be heard, but it was difficult, his thrusts sent her to another universe, the way he squeezed her wrists excited her and his hand moving over her body squeezing her with strength sent her into ecstasy. Then Valtor had moved his hand to her face, he had pressed his thumb on her lips, moving closer to look her in the eyes, the thrusts had become faster and that forced eye contact was taking her mind away. She found herself pressing her face against the man's chest in an attempt to stifle the orgasm that overwhelmed her.

- Icy are you there? - Darcy snapped her fingers in front of her face a couple of times, she was completely lost in her thoughts.

Icy cleared her throat and met her sister's gaze.

- Um I…

- Listen, it doesn't matter what happened before anymore. It doesn't matter what happened with Valtor, I'm sorry that the situation upset you but you have to react, okay?

Darcy had always been the sharpest, nothing could be hidden from her, Stormy on the other hand looked at them uncertainly, moving her eyes from one to the other without understanding.

- What do you mean? What happened with Valtor? - she asked, moving closer.

- It's none of your business, don't get in the way.- Darcy replied, giving her a nudge.

- But it's unfair! Why do you know and I don't? We are sisters, we have always shared everything!

Icy sighed and glared at Darcy, this situation was her fault.

- She's referring to me and Valtor, the matter doesn't concern you Stormy, and to be honest it doesn't concern her either!

- Y...you and Valtor? You don't want to tell me that... - Stormy had wide eyes.

- Oh and stop it.- Icy replied, - Yes, we fucked, okay?

- Damn it, I knew he preferred you.- Stormy murmured, pouting.

There was a few seconds of silence, then all three found themselves laughing, they hadn't laughed together for so long that Icy had forgotten how beautiful it was to do so.

They remained silent for a few minutes to recover from the laughter, all three were lying on the ground, there was a sense of freedom in that situation.

- Sisters, what if we went to live on earth? - at Darcy's words both sisters sat up. - It's the only world where we aren't wanted, we can mind our own business for a while.

- Maybe you're not completely wrong, in the end there's no point in staying here. We can do what we're doing now but in a comfortable home instead of a damp, slimy cave.- Icy agreed.

- Okay, but I won't work.- Stormy exclaimed, standing up.

- Oh yes, you will work. - the others replied in unison.