WinX Club Porno Story: Milky – Chapter 16

WinX Club Porno Story: Milky – Chapter 16

Time for a little
magic

Layla
fired an energy blast which ricochet off the door and across the
room. The fairies hit the deck while the sphere bounced off the wall,
onto the floor, against the ceiling and destroyed a cart filled with
medical equipment.

Layla!!!
They cried as one.

Getting
up, the princess of Tides turned to face her friends with a defiant
look. Well at least Im trying to get us out of here. What have
you guys done but huddle in the dark and whimper?

A
key part of escaping, Bloom started. Is getting out in one
piece. We cant do that trying to blow up everything that gets in
our way.

Then
you do something.

Bloom
picked herself up off the floor, glaring at Layla who seemed to be
getting on everyones nerves. Im thinking.

What
are Stella and Tecna thinking? Musa appeared from behind a bed
where she had taken cover to avoid Laylas energy blast. Did
something happen to them?

Layla
rolled her eyes. Knowing Stella she probably tripped on the
controls to the door and sealed us in.

All
we know is, Bloom approached the door. That we all received a
communication from Tecna that led us to this room. If thats the
case and we can no longer get in contact with them, then that means
something must have gone wrong and that we have to get up there to
make sure theyre all right.

First
things first: the door. Layla tapped the metal exterior with an
open palm. How do we get out of here?

Bloom
placed her hand on the door as well. Magic doesnt seem to work.
If Stella were here shed be able to transport us out of here using
her ring.

Well
Miss Sunshine isnt here so lets think of something else.

Glowering,
Bloom turned away and raised a hand to her chin, deliberating. There
has to be some way out of this room. Maybe if we look around we can
find some other exit.

Mean
like a vent? Musa asked.

Bloom
nodded.

The
girls began looking around for one and Musa was the first to spot it.
Check it! The blue-haired fairy pointed to vent, just above the
capsule where Helia was recuperating, that was just big enough for a
human being to crawl through. Wasting no time, Musa flew up to the
vent and pried it open. Hows it look? she heard Bloom ask.
Kind of tight. She answered. But it looks like we can fit
through it.

Go
for help. Flora said. Ill stay here and keep an eye on
Helia.

Youre
boyfriends fine, Flora. Layla said. Hell hes safer here
than anywhere else.

Shes
right. Bloom added. We might need your help.

I
dont know.

Maybe
we should split up. Musa offered.

Bloom
shook her head, falling into her customary role as leader of the Winx
Club. No. We stick together. I dont want anyone of us being
alone until we secure this ship.

Why
does it have to be what you want? Musa turned on her.

And
why is it okay to leave Helia alone? Flora stepped up to Bloom,
hands on hips. Just because hes not your guy doesnt make him
any less important.

Fine!
Bloom growled. Layla, you stay here with Flora. Musa and I will

Why
do I have to stay? I want to kick some ass.

I
dont need her protection, Bloom. Flora crossed her arms.

Why
dont you stay? Layla pressed the redhead. Musa and I can
take care of ourselves without you trying to bail us out.

I
have to go because Im,

What?
The strongest. Look at Miss Thing. Layla wisecracked.

The
two fairies seemed ready to find out just who was the strongest at
that moment. Musa shook her head in frustration. While you two
decide whos got the bigger ovaries, Im getting out of here.
Musa tried to squeeze herself in, and squeeze she did, for it was
very tight. Her lithe frame managed to compensate and she slowly
crawled inside the vent. She made it a few feet when she saw
something: a movement just ahead of her followed by a low growl.
Um

Musa,
move your butt. Bloom prodded her from behind.

Theres
something here.

What?
Bloom didnt hear her right.

The
thing approached and Musa struggled to get out. Get back!

Musa?

Ah!
the fairy shot out of the vent and into Bloom who was hovering just
behind her. They crashed onto Helias capsule and Flora screeched
thinking they may have damaged the thing. Luckily, no cracks appeared
and the two girls just sprawled over one another on the floor. Layla
suppressed a chuckle but stopped when she saw something come out of
the vent. What the hell?

The
remaining fairies looked up and saw it. A creature so vague it
appeared like a shadow; its midnight-black skin pulsating with dark
energy. The front of the body was shaped like an empanada, bulging in
the middle but thinning out along the edges. The rest of it was
elongated like a serpents frame, wriggling out of the vent like
some predator defending its lair. So large was the head that it could
have squashed two fairies beneath its bulk. At the forefront sat five
golden eyes, beaming with angry fire. Like a jellyfish, the head
expanded and contracted as if that what was pulling the large mass
across the ceiling, for it was indeed hanging from the ceiling with
no apparent legs. The strange creature eyed the four fairies and
slowly began to descend.

Flora,
Musa, Layla and Bloom huddled together in a group. They stared at the
creature in pure shock at first, fear the next, but it was the most
docile member of the group who broke them out of it when she saw her
lover in danger. Helia!

The
things black coil of a body touched the surface of Helias
capsule and Flora feared that it would break, crushing Helia inside.
Get away from him! Flora fired emerald blasts of magic at the
creature who absorbed it as easily as a sponge would water. She cried
out before taking a step backward. Oh no!

Step
back! Now it was Musas turn. She raised her hands and emitted a
strong sonic wave which hit the creature head on. It writhed at
first, a smile crossing Musas thin lips, and was slammed back
against the far wall. But the creature was not the only thing who
felt the effects of the blast. The sound wave was so strong that it
shattered the glass encasing Helia. Even the powerful wave was
drowned out by Floras scream. No! Musa cried out and ceased
the attack which was all the creature needed to begin its own.

It
fired some dark energy web that entrapped the fairies within.

This
is not good! Layla pulled and tugged with all her might but the
web stayed firm.

Bloom,
do something. Flora cried. She wanted to see if Helia was alright
but the web held her in check. Cant you burn this?

Ill
try. The Earth girl touched the surface of the web and
concentrated. Flames encircled her hands and she grabbed on tight. At
first it seemed to be working but then they died out. No!

Let
me try something. Layla tried using her infamous magical dome to
push the web off of them. The dome grew to about just her size before
dying down. Its like all our magic is being drained.

Bloom
cursed out something in the Terran language. The others followed
suit, using terms from their native tongues while the creature slowly
approached them. Stay back! Bloom yelled. Dont come any
closer.

This
cant be it. Musa said, tears welling in her eyes. Riven

Helia!
Flora screamed. No!

Back
off you son of a bitch! Layla was in no position to threaten but
the princess would no go quietly.

Bloom
watched it approach, the head holding position just above them. While
it had no mouth, the girls pretty much figured what it had planned to
do with them. They were, afterall, flies caught in the spiders
web.

Stop!

The
dark jellyfish-snake and the fairies turned towards the originator of
the voice. Cut from all the shattered glass and breathing heavily,
Helia stood up for the first time in hours. He was still weak from
the prolonged inactivity and shock of his near-death experience, but
his eyes shone with a terrible resolve.

All
human eyes, Floras in particular, lit up.

The
creature turned to Helia, its golden eyes narrowing on his blue. He
stood his ground, however shaky that may be at the moment. Dont
harm them.

Helia!
Flora cried.

Be
careful! Bloom said while Musa and Layla looked on in worry.

The
creature pressed its head just inches from Helias face as if
trying to make sense of him. Who was this little creature who had
stopped it from enjoying its meal?

Helia
stared back, unafraid. Dont. He said. I know you mean us
no harm.

After
tending to Timmys wounds, Prince Skye returned to the mouth of the
cave where the storm rained down upon them with a vengeance. How
bad is it?

Brandon
turned to him, as serious as face as ever the prince seen his friend
wear. Any one of us would be hard-pressed climbing back down.
Carrying Timmy would be downright suicidal. Those winds are strong
enough to lift a grown man off any surface. And Skye, Brandon
sighed. We have a limited window if we want to get back out into
space. The clouds are moving in and pretty soon well be stuck. It
could be hours, even days before we get another chance to lift off
again.

Timmys
needs medical attention. I have no idea what that worm-thing did to
him but hes getting sick.

Probably
injected him with something to make him easier to digest. Brandon
felt sick at the prospect. He truly hoped his friend would be okay
but things were not looking good. After clawing their way out of the
rubble and out of the shaft, the boys paused briefly to have a look
at Timmy. His face turned white and his pulse had weakened. Most
likely it was due to some paralyzing agent the worm used to keep him
from fighting back. If that wasnt enough, his temperature had gone
up in the past few minutes and he was running a fever. The medical
supplies they brought werent enough to bring him back to full
health. They needed the resources of the Sparx and its medical
bay if they wanted to save him. The problem was that the planet had
other ideas. The winds were so strong that any one of them would have
been blown clear off the mountain had he attempted the climb. Whats
worse, they couldnt contact the ship through the atmospheric
inference. To put it simply, they were up shits creak without a
paddle.

Yeah.
Skye ran a hand through his blonde hair, cursing this entire mission.

Well
get him back. Brandon reassured. Nothings going to stop us
from saving him so dont start doubting yourself now.

The
voice of encouragement seemed to settle him. Youre right. Its
justits just hard sometimes, you know?

Leaders
have to make tough calls, bro. Thats why Im just the muscle and
youre the brains.

Dont
sell yourself short. Youre plenty smartwhen you want to be.

ThanksI
think.

Skye
padded him on the shoulder. Now why dont you use those brains
and see if you can come up with a way to get us out of here. Im
going to check up on Timmy. The prince left his friend and
returned to the interior. Timmy was resting comfortably inside an
insulated sleeping back. Though comfortably probably wasnt
the right word for it. Checking his thermometer, Skye found Timmys
fever exceeding a hundred and eight. He was getting worse. Timmys
head shifted from side to side and he began to mumble.

He
started doing that a minute ago. Riven came up to them and knelt
down, placing a wet rag on the boys burning forehead. Cant
make heads or tails of it.

Delirium.
Skye said. One of the sure signs of Hypothermia. He wont last
much longer.

Riven
raised an eyebrow. Giving up?

Never.
Skye turned stern. Just being realistic.

Or
pessimistic. Riven stood up. In case you dont know thats
my job. Youre job is to lie to everyone by saying everything is
going to be okay and pretend like you know what youre doing.
Riven walked back towards where they had all their stuff. His words
stayed in Skyes ears and gave him something to think about. A
leader was supposed to ensure his subordinates even when he believed
their chances of survival were nil. He had to be strong in the face
of opposition else his comrades lose faith. Skye wondered if all his
friends thought of him in that way: look tough even when youre
scared.

But
when the odds were so stacked against you, even a leaders resolve
began to wane. How long could he hold out? This would be a true test
of his spirit. Timmy groaned and began to mutter something. Skye
leaned in and could make out the name Tecna being said over and
over again. Poor guy. A girlfriend would be good right about now.

Mister
Icaran whirled his chair around to face the two unconscious fairies.
He fancied the blonde one more, having a thing for flaxen-haired
young women. Particularly those of the royal variety. Icaran looked
up some of the personnel files while skimming through the ships
onboard computer system and he was delighted to discovery the true
identity of the tanned-skin, golden maned fairy. She was Princess
Stella of Solaria and how beautiful she was. Sitting there, all tied
up with her arms bound behind her back with special metal coils that
prevented her from using her winx, Icaran could not help but admire
her. Not one for S&M, he wouldnt dream of taking advantage of
the girl while she sleptoh no!Mister Icaran was not that kind
of man.

How
he wished he was thirty years younger and still had his legs. She and
everyone aboard this ship would be singing a different tune had they
known him then.

He
swiveled around to the other fairy that, despite her mundane
appearance, was quite attractive herself. She may have lacked the
princess exotic coloring and hair, but her pale skin shone like an
alabaster stone. Her pinkish hair was cut short and stuck out from
beneath the cowl of her winx outfit. It gave her an almost tomboyish
look but that didnt take away from her features; the way her
skin-tight body suit hugged her curves, rolled over her hips and
treaded down her long legs. Tecna was her name, according to the
computer, and she was the most brilliant student at Alfea.

Alfeahed
heard of the infamous school for fairies. Having never been to Magix
itself, Icaran wondered what it would have been to walk along the
marvelous boulevards of that great city. The three schools of Magix
were infamous throughout the realms. Hed heard tell that only the
finest were accepted and the curriculum was very high profile. Icaran
imagined the teachers were quite uppity as well. Places like that
only bred the most arrogant and obnoxiously imperialistic people in
the universe. Its people like that that forced Icaran into the
life he was in today.

One
more look at Tecna and he wondered was she any different? Probably
not, he told himself. Had she not, Tecna would have done a better job
of securing the most vital part of the entire ship. Only a truly
overconfident individual would take menial precautions simply because
they felt they were unassailable. Got an education today, didnt
you love? He said in his rasp-filled voice. Pulling out a
cigarette, Icaran took one big whiff before sending the trail flowing
into Tecnas face.

The
fairy coughed.

Ah.
Awake, are we? He cracked a smile before pulling out the
cigarette, dumping part of the refuse on the floor. How ya
feeling?

Tecna
coughed some more. Her eyes were watery from all the smoke and her
head ached from the unwelcome sleep Icaran forced upon her. She
thinks she may have hit the ground pretty hard too so that must also
be a part of it. Once her pupils focused, she found herself looking
at a very distasteful man. You.

Welcome
back. Icaran said, putting the cigarette back. Trust you had a
fine rest?

Despite
being weak and bound, Tecna forced a scowl. You bastard.
Her accent made the word sound very sexy. How did you get out of
your cage?

Last
I checked, it was called a brig. He puffed aloud. And thats
my trade secret, lass.

Tecna
saw Stella still out cold several feet to her left. Stella. She
turned to Icaran. Is she all right? What have you done to her?

The
girls fine. Very fine. He winked.

A
disgusting bile crept up Tecnas mouth and it wasnt due to any
internal illness. You sick freak.

Most
would take that as an insult. Not me, though. I rather like it. Makes
one stand out in a crowd full of no ones, wouldnt you say?

You
know what Id say, She began. Piss off.

Dirty
mouth you have. I love it. Icaran turned back to the main console
of the bridge. Up on the screen was a list of the ships main
systems, cargo manifest, reparation schedules and crew listings.
Quite a party youve assembled aboard this fine vessel. All from
Magix, hm? What brings you out to this neck of the woods?

The
fairy refused to answer any of his questions. Instead she focused on
the main screen. On the lower right-hand side, there was a video feed
from the ships working cameras. Several images flashed by after a
few seconds and she didnt see her friends on any of them. Icaran
looked over his shoulder. Problem?

She
turned away.

He
really liked this one. Defiant women always fascinated Icaranhow
they thought their little attitudes would get them anywhere. He
enjoyed breaking them. If just to see them crumble to their knees and
cry. He enjoyed breaking men too but they just didnt sound as fun
when they were wailing from their defeat. Hows about you and I
have a little drink?

Tecna
looked as if hed just asked her to bear his children. What?!

A
drink. Shot. Pint. Larger. Do I need to spell it out for you? I
thought you were the smart one.

Icaran
pulled out a bottle filled with some kind of clear, red beverage from
where he sat. Where he had it, she did not want to know, but two
vintage glasses appeared in his other hand as he approached Tecna.
Come now. Just because Ive succeeded in a hostile takeover of
your ship doesnt mean we cant be friends now.

Youre
mad. Do you know that?

Very
well, my lady, very well. Icaran laughed as he poured her a drink.

I
refuse. She said bluntly.

I
insist.

Tecna
growled. You can forget it. I will not get cozy with a man like
yourself. My sanity would come into question if I did so.

Your
well-being will too if you dont. Icaran spoke friendly but
behind it was the hint of a threat. Apparently he was not the kind of
man who took kindly to refusals. He finished pouring the wine into
the other cup and put the bottle back in his chair before extending
one to Tecna. Here.

Here
what? Im tied up, you buffoon.

Drink.

She
was taken aback. You want me to sip it from your hand like some
stray dog? as if tying her up wasnt bad enough, Icaran was
stripping her of her dignity. He was a puzzle to the fairy. One
moment he took control of the ship and the next he was offering her
something to drink. Most men were easy to read but this one took
unpredictability to a whole new level. No. she said.

Icaran
smiled. Please.

Release
me at once.

Or
he let the question hang.

Or?
Or what? The braggarts got me in a corner and theres no way out
except

What
if she played his game? Normally Tecna wasnt one for flirting
with the enemy but the situation was out of her control and she
needed to regain it. Icaran did seem interested in her, albeit for
fraternizing purposes only. Perhaps she could buy some time. Maybe
shed learn what exactly it was he was up to and that knowledge
could help her regain control of the ship. A side glance at Stella
and she knew she was on her own. Too bad Icaran didnt wake her up
first. Something told Tecna that her blonde-haired friend would be
much better at this than her.

Here
goes

Tecna
put on her best smile. All right. Just a sip. She pursed her
lips toward the tip of the cup and Icaran quenched her thirst. It was
a tasty vintage; sweet, a little sour, but smelling of the finest
grapes Tecna had ever known. Mm. Wonderful.

Icaran
smiled. Only the best. He drank his next.

So
tell me, Tecna began with her most voluptuous voice. What are
you planning to do with our ship?

Simple.
Icaran said. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and Tecna had to keep
from gagging. Get rich.

How
so?

Trade.

Trade
what?

Resources.

For?

Money.

Stella
was definitely better at this.

But
surely a man like yourself doesnt need to rob a few kids to obtain
the wealth he seeks?

Most
kids dont have a ship like this.

True.

And
most kids arent the Prince of Eraklyon or the Princess of
Solaria.

Granted.

And,
Icaran raised a finger. Most kids dont just stumble on to the
greatest profit margin in the universe.

Tecna
raised an eyebrow. Profit margin? Here?

Think
now, girl. The universe is a dangerous place. What more could people
want than the means to protect themselves?

She
thought about it. The oblivium. You want to sell it? He nodded.
And you can carry great amounts thanks to our ships cargo
capacity.

Icaran
chuckled. Brighter than you look, girl.

She
ignored him. But the pirates who mine the obliviumtheyre not
just going to let you get a bigger share of the profits without
benefiting themselves. Whats to stop them from attacking us and
taking the Sparx for their own?

Simple.
Icaran said. They cant.

The
young woman shook her head. I dont understand.

They
cant attack usbecause theyre all dead.

I
know you mean us no harm.

For
a moment, the fairies thought they had misheard the specialist as the
dark, serpentine creature loomed over him. But that was not so. Helia
showed no fear as the massive black head pressed itself closer, five
golden orbs of hellish fire boring in. Despite the numerous cuts from
the broken dura-glass when the capsule exterior had shattered, Helia
was the picture of health and vigor. His breathing had slowed to a
normal pace and he met this foe as any warrior would: strong,
defiant, and not the last bit afraid.

But
what of those who feared death in his stake?

Helia,
dont! Flora yelled. She and the fairies were still trapped
within the dark web of magic-sapping energy the creature spat
on them. Neither her, Bloom, Layla or Musa could use their winx to
break out of the seemingly impenetrable goo, and they were as
helpless as mice caught in a snakes coil. Terrified for their
lives, the girls pretty much felt this was it for them, that they
were about to meet their respective makers, when Helia arose from the
medical capsule and called the monsters attention to him.

Now
eye-to-eye-to-eye-to-eye-to-eye-to-eye-to-eye, the combatants squared
off. Helia held no apparent weapon other than his sharp mind. Did he
plan to defeat this abomination with riddles? A witty joke? A heated
conversation detailing the reasons behind the economic boom of the
Wallestreet Dimension? Just what was he thinking going toe-to-tail
with a creature that overpowered four Alfea fairies without so much
as a kitchen knife?

What
is he doing? Layla asked. She could not believe the boy was stupid
enough to think hed be a match for the creature on his own. It
took them out easily enough and they had magic. What did Helia have?
Apparently not common sense. Does he want to get killed?

Bloom
wasnt sure of his chanceshell, he was a goner. But she kept her
negativity to herself. It must be hard, she imagined, for Flora to
watch her lover attempt a suicidal strategy while she was unable to
do anything to help. Seeing Helia standing alone against the monster
was nothing short of imbecilic, if not courageousand she wished
for more than anything that itd be her out there instead of him.
Helia almost gave his life so that Bloom would live. Now hed just
come out of a coma only to face death yet again. Fate, it seemed, had
a very twisted sense of humor.

Dont.
They heard Helia say.

Is
he trying to reason with it?!
Blooms mind screamed. That
conduit explosion must have done more damage than they previously
thought. Since when did prey reason with the predator? Bloom recalled
a fable her mother once read to her about the lion and the mouse. The
mouse, fearing for its life, convinced the lion to let it go stating
that he would help the lion one day should the need arise. The lion,
amused at the tiny creatures statement, decided to let him go.
When the lion was captured in a net set by the most dangerous
predator in the world, man, the mouse arrived and nibbled away at the
ropes until the lion was set free. An ironic twist, but one with a
very enlightening lesson to teach. Help can come in the most unlikely
forms and everyone needs help once in a while.

But
Helia was no mouse and the serpent-thing was no lion. Whatever Helia
had in mind had better be quick and to the point for the creature
didnt look like it was about hold back any longer

Helias
hand reached out to touch it.

Hes
lost his damned mind!

Helia!
Flora wailed again.

The
boys crazy! Musa said.

Dammit!
Bloom tried once again to burn her way out of the net but her fire
was too weak and too small to do anything. Whatever happened now,
Helia was on his own.

The
boy from Red Fountain stood his ground. His outstretched hand was
fully extended. The creature watched him with its five eyes, trying
to decipher the food-things incalculable behavior. Their eyes met
yet again. Something about the way Helia looked at it stirred the
creature in a most unusual way. It had senses that were beyond human
comprehension and saw the world in a much different light. Its home
had been one of complete and utter darkness where the only light had
been emitted by phosphorent moss that grew along the cave walls. It
also had the unique ability to see more than just physical matter. In
a world of shadows, it was keen to survival to see the essence of a
potential threat. It was like looking into the soul of something else
and learning whether or not it posed a danger to you.

This
onedid not.

Shocking
the fairies, the serpent-thing lowered its head to Helias hand.
They made contact and the specialist smiled. I knew you were
good.

Gawking,
Bloom was the first to speak out. What just happened?

Flos
boy made good with the snake. Musa said in her street lingo.

Helia
gave the creature a friendly pat before regarding the confused
fairies. Its alright. He wont hurt us.

He?
Bloom asked.

Its
a boy. He stated. He told me, himself.

Flora
could not believe her eyesor her ears. But all her doubts vanished
in an instant. Helia, youre okay.

Couldnt
be better. He chuckled as the monster rubbed his great head
against his side andcooed?

Glad
to see youre feeling better. Came Laylas agitated voice.
Now would you kindly ask your new friend to let us out of this
thing? My skins starting to chaff.

Helia
seemed to impart a mental note to the creature who eagerly complied.
It, or rather he, moved toward the fairies who cringed at his
approach. The dark serpents eyes glowed, and the black net melted
away into nothingness.

Yeah!
Musa exclaimed and Flora rushed to embrace Helia. As the lovers
hugged, the fairies of Alfea took time to study the giant serpent.
Guess he aint such a bad guy afterall. Musa said.

But
Layla and Bloom werent too sure. Musa, Layla began. It
just tried to eat us.

Eat
your energy most likely. Helia said when Flora allowed him the
space to talk. Never has she held him so tightly before. Not that he
was complaining, mind you. Ive read something about his species
before. They are from the Dark Dimension. They dont have physical
forms parse, so they look to other ways to find sustenance. His kind
traps their prey in black webs that slowly absorb their energy; then,
they consume the energy stored in the nets before moving on. He
scratched the back of his head nervously. Actually you werent
in any real danger. You see they dont eat all of the
energy. Just enough so that are filled which is quite easily. They
leave just enough so that their prey doesnt die, rather falls into
a deep sleep. I have a feeling he was about to do the same to you.

Oh
that makes me feel much better. The sarcasm in Laylas
voice was dripping at the mouth.

Bloom
kept a cautious eye on the snake while regarding Helia. Helia, how
are you able to communicate with him? Is he telepathic?

Not
sure. Its like we can see into each others soul. Kind of like
speaking through the spirit.

Like
me and my plants. Flora said. I speak to them all the time
though no words are exchanged.

Musa
scratched her head. Uhthat doesnt make a whole lot of
sense.

Flora
turned to her. Sure it does. On some worlds, druids use this same
technique to speak to the trees and animals. They each have their own
language and it would be impossible to learn them all, but with
heart-speech, as some have come to all it, they can communicate
simply with feeling. She nestled herself onto Helias arm. Kind
of like two people in love do all the time. Helia blushed a bit at
her very public affection.

Bloom
looked back at the serpent. So you knew it wasnt going to do us
any harm because you felt it?

No.
All eyes fell on Helia.

Then
how? The redheaded fairy came to ask.

I
knew it wouldnt hurt us because it saved us, Bloom. He gently
removed Flora from his arm and approached Bloom. Once beside her, he
turned to look at the great black serpent. Their eyes met again.
Back in the corridor, when the conduit exploded, I tried to save
your life even though I knew it would be hopeless. I knew wed be
burned alive by the hot steam. Before it hit, however, something
saved us. This, he searched for the right words. being, jumped
in and shielded us from the steam. Had it not been for him, you and I
would be dead right now.

Shocked,
Bloom rotated to him. What? You mean it wasnt you that,

No.
He answered before she could finish. Try as I might, I was
completely helpless. The blast from the conduit was enough to knock
me out cold but before I passed out, I saw him rise up before us. In
that brief instant, I felt his intentions. He knew we were in danger
and jumped in to help. We owe him our lives, Bloom.

All
this time I thought youd erected some kind of barrier to protect
us. I thought you were a wizard.

Helia
could not help but chuckle. I may be the nephew of Professor
Saladin, but some family traits skip a generation or two. Im just
an artist who on the side happens to be a capable fighter. This guys
the true hero. Helia padded him again and again it cooed.

Hold
up. Layla stepped forward, not willing to let this go. Lets
not forget that we were led into a trap and that were still stuck
inside this room. Tecna told us to come here and then locks the door.
Did she know thisthing, would be here waiting for us? Did she do
this on purpose?

Laylas
right. We have to get to the bottom of this. Musa regarded the
sealed doors. How do we get out of here?

Blasting
our way out wont work. Bloom said. But Skye should be back
real soon. He and the boys will,

Im
not waiting here to be rescued like some pathetic damsel in distress.
Those wannabe heroes, she paused. No offense. She bowed to
Helia who took none. May not get here in time anyway. So lets
put our heads together and find a way out of this like real fairies.

Im
with ya. Musa agreed.

Wait
a minute, Helia began. Skyes gone?

On
a mission. Bloom told him. He and the guys went to scout out
the mining facility on the planet.

And
Tecnas,

On
the bridge with Stella. Musa thought a moment. At least, we
think so.

But
shes the one who led you all in here?

And
were trapped. Apparently. Bloom sighed.

Helia
glanced at each fairyhis head spinning. Okay, he massaged
his cranium. Why dont you tell me everything thats happened?
I have a feeling I should have stayed in a coma.

I did this chapter
in segments. I rewrote the Tecna part over and over and over until
finally it just clicked. Watch as she tries to uncover the whole
story from Mister Icaran in the next chapter. Things are not as they
seem as the team makes an unlikely friend in the black serpent and
Helia finally rejoins the group. Buckle in because things are about
to get much, much worse.

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