The halls of Alfea shimmered under morning light, but something in the air felt different—charged, electric. Bloom and Iris could feel it in their bones, the way the air prickled along their skin. Ever since their first real confrontation with the Trix and their transformation into fairies, nothing had been the same.
They now understood what they were. Fairies—real ones—with power linked to something deeper than either of them had ever imagined. The Dragon Flame burned inside them both, twin fires in two very different forms.
Yet with each passing day, more questions bloomed. And they weren't the only ones looking for answers.
Mystery in Magix
The day's lesson was interrupted when Griselda marched into the classroom with her usual authority, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. "Students, we've received reports of magical imbalances near downtown Magix. Miss Faragonda has approved a supervised investigation. Senior witches have been seen prowling near ancient ruins."
All heads turned.
Stella leaned over. "I'd bet my entire wardrobe this has something to do with those three witchy psychos."
"You mean the Trix," Tecna said. "They were clearly searching for something during the swamp attack."
Flora nodded. "They're up to something."
"Let's find out what," Bloom said, her voice steady, eyes flicking to Iris. Her sister returned the look with a nod.
Their bond had only grown stronger since the battle at Lake Roccaluce. They could feel one another's energy now—like an emotional and magical tether.
A City Beneath the City
Downtown Magix was a wonder—towers that sparkled with enchantments, vendors selling flying sweets, sky-trams drifting on magical currents. But beneath the glamour, an older magic slept.
The Winx girls followed Professor Wizgiz down into an ancient underground cavern beneath the city—once a magical library, long sealed after the Great Spell War.
Their task was simple: document magical readings and remain alert. But nothing at Alfea was ever just a school project.
"This place gives me the creeps," Musa muttered, rubbing her arms.
"Unstable magical echoes," Tecna explained, scanning the walls with a glowing cube. "This area was flooded with raw mana centuries ago. The stone still resonates."
Iris touched the wall and flinched. Her magic flared instinctively. "It's like… something's pulling."
Bloom looked at her sharply. "You feel it too?"
Then, without warning—a pulse of dark magic rippled through the chamber.
Stella screamed as the floor cracked beneath her feet.
"Watch out!" Flora shouted, vines erupting to catch her mid-fall.
But it was too late. The ceiling split, and from the shadows above—Icy, Darcy, and Stormy descended like vultures.
"Well, well," Icy sneered. "If it isn't the twin firecrackers."
Bloom and Iris stood back to back, their palms already alight with red and blue flame. The other Winx girls flanked them.
"Looking for a rematch?" Bloom growled.
Icy's lips curled. "Oh, sweetie. Last time was just a taste. We want the whole flame."
The Battle Below
The cavern erupted in chaos.
Darcy unleashed a wave of shadow tendrils, slithering through the air like vipers. Tecna countered with sharp prisms of digital energy, slicing the darkness apart.
Musa channeled sonic magic into piercing sound waves. "Back off, witch!"
Stormy snarled and launched a whirlwind straight at her, crackling with electricity. Musa flipped mid-air, evading, then slammed her palms together, unleashing a pulsing beat that disrupted Stormy's storm into scattered sparks.
But the real battle was between the twins and Icy.
Icy flew into the air, summoning a storm of frost spears that hovered like a deadly halo around her.
"Let's see if your fire still burns, Bloomie."
Bloom didn't wait—she surged forward, fire trailing from her hands, her wings blazing with ember hues. She spun midair, slashing through the ice with a fiery arc.
Icy screamed and retaliated with a glacial wall.
But Iris—silent and focused—appeared behind Icy in a blink of blue light. Her hands glowed with a cold sapphire flame, her eyes like frozen stars.
"You forgot I'm here too."
She threw her palms forward, and the blue Dragon Flame surged like a winter cyclone. Icy cried out as the cold fire wrapped around her magic, absorbing it instead of melting it.
"Iris's flame doesn't just burn," Bloom shouted. "It counters!"
The twin firestorms danced around each other—red and blue, sun and moon. Their synergy overwhelmed Icy's defenses.
Flora summoned thick roots from the ground to trap Darcy, who tried to vanish into shadows. Stella blinded her with a solar flare, and Tecna sealed her in a digital prism.
Stormy summoned a bolt of lightning, but Musa deflected it with a sonic shield, grinning. "We're not noobs anymore."
Power Unleashed
Then it happened.
Bloom and Iris, rising together in midair, their wings glowing like twin stars, summoned their full strength.
In perfect unison, they shouted: "Dragon Flame Fusion!"
A sphere of flame erupted between them—swirling with red and blue fire, radiant, wild, and divine. The cavern walls shook, ancient glyphs lighting up in response to their magic.
The Trix screamed as the fusion magic blasted them backward, tearing through their spells like parchment.
Cracks split the ground beneath them, and the witches vanished in a cloud of smoke, retreating through a summoned portal with curses trailing their lips.
The light faded.
Silence returned.
Aftermath
Professor Wizgiz peered from behind a broken pillar. "Well. That escalated."
The Winx girls laughed breathlessly.
"That was insane," Musa said, clutching her side.
"But amazing," Flora added.
Bloom and Iris landed gently. Their wings folded behind them like silken veils.
"You okay?" Bloom asked her sister.
Iris nodded, brushing frost from her fingertips. "Better than okay. That felt… right."
"I saw something in the flame," Bloom whispered. "A memory. A face. A woman with wings like fire and a voice like thunder."
Iris paled slightly. "I saw it too."
The twins exchanged a look. The Dragon Flame wasn't just power. It was a legacy—one that had only just begun to reveal itself.
Back at Alfea
Faragonda listened intently as the girls explained what had happened beneath Magix.
"Two Dragon Flames, bonded by blood," she murmured. "The Trix are hunting for more than magic—they're seeking the ancient source."
Bloom frowned. "Do you know where it came from? The flame?"
Faragonda hesitated. "The answers lie in Domino. Your true home."
The room fell quiet.
"Our… what?" Iris said softly.
Faragonda looked at the twins with a mixture of sorrow and pride. "The time has come for truths to be unveiled. You are more than fairies. You are princesses of a lost kingdom… and your destiny has only just begun."
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