Authors Note - I am not stopping the Personality. I will continue to write that one, however, something fresh came to me and I had to write it down and share it with you. This is an intense story not really meant for a younger audeince.

Prologue
The Wilthed Rose


Layla fet nothing but hatred. Her body shook voilently. Never in her life would she be able to remove the image of Flora and Musa from her head. Never will she be able to forget two of her best Friends lying down slowly, never to wake up again. She was determind now, determeind to make them all pay . . .

Helia kept playing the scene over and over again in his head Helia, I Amore te . . . He heard Flora's voice in his head. He fell to his knees. He felt his eyes began to sting and he clenched his fist. His breathing suddenly became ragged. He felt somthing bubbling up inside of him. It took him only a secondo to understand, he felt hatred for the first time of his life.

Riven couldn't comprehend what had just happened in front of him. He felt live his cuore had just been shattered into a million little peices. He felt life he was going to exploded. He punched the bacheca closes to him making th biggest dent possible da pure rage and hatred only. He only then realized what had happened. Only then did he realize his Amore was gone.

Bloom couldn't breathe. She felt wetness quickly falling down her face. She knew that one giorno something was going to happened. But, at the same time she felt like her world had just fallen part.

Stella was full of rage. She couldn't control herself. Why them? she thought. Stella, the Princess of Soloria, for once in her life didn't care how she looked, o acted, all she cared about was avenging Musa and Flora . . .

Brandon was slow to take in the scene in front of him. But when he finally did make sense of it, he felt himself brake down. He could tell he was on the verge to tears. He watched as Helia dropped to his knees and cried out "Flora!" He watched as Riven punched the bacheca harder then he thought possible. He watched as Layla stood there greive strucken, hatred in her eyes. As Bloom sat down not really thinking about it staring off into space. He watched as Stella turned red and tears dripped down her face. He watched to confort her, but what was he suppose to say, Sorry Flora and Musa are dead? Then, and only then did it come to realization what had really just ahppened. They had just Lost two of their closest friends.

Sky folded his arms across his crest. He felt weak powerless. He could just sit and stare. he couldn't do anything else. He replayed the scene in his head. He couldn't make sense of it, it couldn't be true.

Nabu saw Layla shaking. He knew that what was to happen after this was not going to be good. He knew that what had just happened was going to lead to the biggest fight in the Magic Dimensions history.

Timmy and Tenca held on to each other, yet neither of them cried. Tecna knew what was happing, she was fully aware that two of her best Friends were dead, however she couldn't brong herself to cry. It was as if she was all out of tears. Instead se just held to Timmy with all her might.

Timmy, while full of many mix emotions like rage, hatred and amaro sadness, knew that he couldn't let himself cry. He couldn't let the enemy win like this. He had to be strong. The enemy wanted to weaken them but wasn't going to let them.

In the tiny room full of the Winx and Speacilist, the feelings were mixed, disbelif, rage, amaro sadness. Yet the strongest feeling was Hatred. In fact there was enough hatred in this one tiny room to fill the entire world.


Another Authors Note - I don't really want to contunie this if people don't want to read this. I will explain any domanda that people may have in future articles. Please, if te like this articolo please become a fan of it. It insprises me too write. Thanks!