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The Winx Falter

With a final secretive nod to the audience, Tecna was pretty reassured herself– they were ready to take this leap of faith. She would trust in their abilities and friendship, knowing that when they combined their strengths, they would always emerge victorious.
The Winx fairies—Aisha-Fairy of Waves, Stella-Fairy of the Shining Sun, Tecna–Fairy of Technology and Musa Fairy of Music enter Pitch's Dark Fear Inducing Woods. The shadows between them whispered their arrival to Pitch Black.
"We know you are here, Pitch Black and we know you have our friend Bloom chained up in your sewer lair tell us where it is!" Aisha demanded. "Or we will clash."
"Easier said then done Fairy of Waves. I'm behind you, Winx fairies. Your Believix powers are no match for my overpowering access to your fears. I don't make deals to have a contract sign. I simply make a web of shadows where none can escape me."
"It was a big mistake coming alone without Bloom, Pitch Black." Tecna said clenching her fists.
"Steady Tecna, we don't want him riled up." Aisha replied.
"I don't have to be riled up your mere delightful presences has already done that to my shadows I wield, Aisha. I know each of your fears and I promise you will fall to the ground on your back against the grass unable to move waiting for a rescue that will never come!"
"Well, I don't believe you." Stella chuckles.
"Then you will see it first, Princess of Solaria!" Pitch snarls at the lemonade blonde haired fairy of the Shining Sun who chuckled at him.
"You come after one us you have to deal with all of us." Musa said aloud.
"Then let's duel, I dueled four on one once before and nearly won the fight. My future chances look pretty shimmery to me, Winx Club especially when you are fighting in my forest filled with all fears imaginable, ladies."
"As you wish, Pitch Black let's duel magically." Aisha accepted his challenge.
Pitch Black's chilling laughter echoed around them, sending shivers down their spines. "Oh, fairies, how naive you are! You think you can escape your fears? I have a unique talent for drawing them out." The shadows writhed around him as if animated by his dark intentions. Stella crossed her arms, her lemonade-blonde hair shining despite the gloom. "You're just full of empty threats! You must be scared if you think you need these shadows to fight us."Tecna's analytical mind raced as she scanned their surroundings. "We need a strategy to counter his powers. We must work together efficiently. Otherwise, he can use our fears against us."
Musa nodded, tapping into her magical connection to music. "Let's turn our fears into something powerful. We can create a melody that counters his darkness."
"Exactly," Aisha affirmed, rallying her friends. "Fear isn't our enemy; it's just a shadow of who we are. We have to transform it!"
Pitch sneered at their unity, his eyes gleaming with malice. "You misunderstand; your friendship won't save you from my shadows. I thrive on your fears. In fact, I really do welcome this challenge!" With that declaration, he unleashed a torrent of shadows that surged toward the Winx Club. Aisha gasped as a wave of fear threatened to overwhelm her confidence, images of losing her friends flooding her mind. Tecna, too, felt a cold grip tightening around her as insecurities about her abilities clawed at her resolve. But in that moment of darkness, a glimmer of light surged from deep within. Aisha steadied herself being the most stubborn of them all she'd be the hardest to beat and make fall down in despair and distress.
Stella summoned a blaze of light from her powers, aiming directly at the swirling shadows. "You're just a blip in our path, Pitch!"
Musa began to sing, her voice rising, infusing their essence with strength. "We won't let fear consume us!"
Yet, despite their encouragement and combined efforts, the shadows thickened, wrapping around them like a serpent tightening its grip. Pitch's laughter ricocheted off the trees, taunting them. "You think your little songs and sparkles can overcome me? Let me show you the depths of your terror!"In an instant, the shadows converged like a storm, overwhelming them. One by one, their individual fears took hold: Aisha struggled with the thought of abandonment, Tecna felt the fear of being left behind by technology, Stella was gripped by insecurities about her own powers, and Musa faced the dread of never being heard.In an instant, the shadows converged like a storm, overwhelming them. Stella was the first to fall, her radiant light dimming as the darkness enveloped her. The shadows constricted around her, immobilizing her and amplifying her insecurities. "No... not like this..." she gasped, the sparkle of her strength fading.
Aisha felt a rush of panic at the sight of her friend faltering. "Stella, don't give in! We can't let him win!"
"Rely on your Believix!" Tecna shouted, her voice urgent, but it was swallowed by the tide of shadows washing over them. Musa's song faltered as Pitch's power poured over them, twisting her melodies into despair.
"We can't... let fear..." she whispered, her voice losing its strength. As the darkness closed in around them, Aisha stood firm, defiance burning in her heart. "No! We won't be defeated!"
But the shadows pressed harder, and soon the surrounding darkness began to seep into her mind, tugging at her resolve. Tecna felt the grip of fear as her fears of inadequacy began to overwhelm her. "We need... to fight back... together!" she shouted, trying to rally her friends. Yet one by one, they fell to Pitch's relentless assault. Musa succumbed next, her voice fading into silence, a shadow snuffing out her passion. Finally, it was Aisha's turn. Despite her stubborn spirit, the shadows engulfed her as despair began to seep into her heart. Each breath became heavier, each thought invaded by visions of loss. "No... not like this..." she murmured, echoing Stella's earlier desperation. With a final blast of darkness, Pitch Black stood triumphant.
"You thought you could resist me? You are nothing but prey in my shadows. And I am going to relish these moments you are suffocating and watch you struggle as I taunt you while you've been knocked down, Winx." Pitch laughed so sinisterly. "
With a final, mocking flourish, Pitch drew closer, his shadows wrapping around them in a dark heavy light glowing coat as heavy as a layer of a hundred bricks around their bodies.
"You think you fight together, but this is just the beginning. It was a mistake coming here, Winx. Without another team backing you up." He told them all.
"I came here without my captive because if I did bring Bloom along, you would have had leverage against me, naive fairies," Pitch taunted, his voice dripping with malice as he surveyed the fallen Winx Club. They lay on the brown, dying grass, their bodies ensnared in a black glow that felt like the heavy weight of fear itself, pinning them down. He strolled leisurely among them, a predatory gleam in his eye. "For a strategist of the group, Tecna, your data must have been overloaded with anger and disgust for you not to realize that. Feel and embrace your fears, Winx! You won't leave anytime soon, and I'd like to see you struggle to stand up again." The Winx club groaned, the oppressive shadows weighing heavily on their chests, making even the simplest movements feel unbearable. Aisha, her determination still flickering, summoned what strength she could muster. "We won't give up... We can fight this!"But Pitch only chuckled, his shadows intertwining around them like serpents. "Oh, but you already have! Every moment you spend struggling is just another moment that fear has wrapped its icy tendrils around your hearts. You think your Believix powers can save you? Look around—your strength is nothing but a whisper in the face of my darkness."
Stella's normally bright spirit flickered, her mind bombarded by the manifest fears that Pitch had conjured. "We... we are stronger together," she stammered, but her voice lacked conviction. Tecna, trying to access her analytical skills under the weight of Pitch's spell, felt frustration surging through her. "We need to focus! We can—"
"Ah, but focusing is impossible when you're buried under the bricks of despair I've laid upon you," Pitch interrupted, his glee palpable. "You can't fight what you cannot even see! Every negative thought, every fear you possess is now amplified, and there's nothing you can do to escape it."
Musa felt her creativity stifled clawed at the surface of her mind for a melody, something to drown out Pitch's taunts. "We won't let you win..." she whispered hoarsely, the shadows sucking the life out of her song.
With each attempt to rise, the mental disadvantage Pitch had gifted them pressed down harder, as if they were trapped beneath layers of heavy stone. Each fairy felt the hopelessness threatening to smother them, dimming their flames of hope. Aisha ground her teeth, her resolve unyielding despite the onslaught. "We must remember what we stand for! Bloom needs us! We can't let fear claim us!"
"Ah, but that's just it," Pitch sneered, leaning closer, his shadows swirling with sinister intent. "You're more worried about your friend than your own survival. That's the beauty of it! I can sense your loyalty unraveling before my eyes. Maybe it's time you understand that there are some battles you cannot win."
The darkness deepened, and despite their unity, they faltered under the weight of Pitch's shadows. Their powers dimmed as they found themselves unable to summon the strength needed to push back.
"Maybe I was being lacking strategy talent on purpose, Pitch Black?" announced Tecna.
"What?!" The other girls shouted. "You wanted us to be defeated?!" Musa & Stella snapped at their friend because they did not understand she kept the plan a secret from them all including Aisha too.
"What game are you playing here Tecna?" Aisha asked.
"The only game, Aisha, a war that requires the extreme risk taking." Tecna answered her leader.
Pitch Black tilted his head, intrigued. "Oh? And what do you hope to gain from this reckless admission? More suffering? Tell me all of your plan, Miss Tecna!" He fiercely demanded.
"You were right I am angry and disgusted at you Pitch Black. But not even enough to overload my data circuits. You have to make me angrier to get me to spill the beans you want to know. The other three never knew my plan I purposely didn't tell them! Their brains bend more easily than mine will to fear!" Tecna hollered at him.
"Explain yourself, Fairy of Technology!"
"Winx insult me please say something you don't like about me!" Tecna gave them permission to do it. "I need the fear in me to build!"
"I can't believe we're doing this." stated Musa. "I won't insult my best friend."
"We're not friends." Tecna lies but follows it with a truthful statement. "We're birth sisters!"
"I hate that you always talk technical jargon instead of English."
"What about you Aisha? Any comment about your friend's dishonesty?" asked Pitch Black.
"Certainly," She answered.
"Then say it aloud so she can hear your clear opinion of her."
"I hate it that you always wish to follow every rule even the dumb ones, Tecna!"
"Good girls, you are. I bet those truthful thoughts did actually stab you in the back." Pitch laughs. "Your brain must be finally overloaded now. Now embrace your fear too Fairy of Technology."
Tecna felt the weight of those words heavy upon her, but instead of crumbling under Pitch's gleeful taunts, she focused inward. "You think your manipulation can break me? It won't work. My friends' words may sting, but they also fuel me. I know who I am, and I know our strength is in our bond!"
"Ah, very clever," Pitch said, but there was an edge to his voice that betrayed his frustration. "But I wonder how long that resolve will last once I unleash the full measure of your fears!"
Straining against the deep shadows, Tecna prepared to summon every ounce of her technological prowess and the familiarity of the love she shared with her friends. "We are not just fairies of a single element, Pitch. We are an entire force together—a system designed to overcome darkness. Whatever you throw at us, we'll adapt and rise." As she spoke, Tecna felt the spark of hope ignite amidst the shadows. She would not allow Pitch Black to dictate their fate—to hold them captive through fear. Even as the shadows swirled around them, she focused on the beacon her friends provided, their voices and strengths merging into a chorus of resilience. The Winx would not stay defeated. They would fight back against the darkness, together. Tecna's declaration was just the beginning of their pushback against Pitch's manipulation, and she was prepared to lead the charge, fueled by the very fears he sought to exploit. But she had also made Aisha say the code phrase for the students she had previously prepared to come to their aid and unleash the second wave of a fight on Pitch.
"Alice, Aisha just said Tecna's code phrase," Marzia said. "'you always wish to follow every rule even the dumb ones."
"That means Operation Misdirection is a go, Marzia." Alice announced. "Are you ready bestie?"
"Yes." Marzia answered. The show down in Pitch's Black Dark Fear Inducing Forest near his home on Earth between him Alice and Marzia only was about to begin. This was not a their time of victory but it did prepare them for the future. Bloom's apprentice, Pitch Black truest threat, showed up to save her alumni armed with the belief of the Guardians and the knowledge that she was the Guardian of Earth. She fought Pitch one on one succeeding where the others failed to stand. Pitch never thought her being capable of a worthy threat she had kept her vast powerful abilities well hidden from his sight both the ring of Earth flames and her bond with the Fauna of Nature everywhere gave her much of a leg up. It was a gruesome fight but it was the Earth fairy born on earth who would be the secret fairy to get to defeat and vanquish Pitch into the vast unknowns of uncharted stories and space. "Keep away from our Professors, Pitch Black." snapped Marzia the Fairy of Playfulness stepping out of the shadows.

"This again. Must we go through this you youngsters can't possibly beat me alone!" exclaimed Pitch Black.
"Showering Fanfare !" Alice conjured. Then she chuckled. "Whoever said she was alone?! I am her teammate and we're here to help beat you right out of the park Pitch Black."
They were doing this to hide Flora's rescue operation with Jack Frost getting to Bloom and keep it from Pitch."The Fairy of Playfulness and the Fairy of White Noises students of the Winx most of all students who created a huge stir of assumed chaos in your school. So you want to start the magic duel between the three of us. Well, why not?! This is going to be too much fun, little girls, bring it on!" Pitch Black bellowed.
"Playful Gust!" Marzia conjured protecting Alice the wind drove the shadow mare back. "You'll pay for that." growled Pitch Black.
"You'll have to catch us first!" taunts Alice. "We need to protect, Aisha, Stella, Musa and Tecna for as long a time as we can possibly muster. Noiseburst!" She conjures as the Fairy of White Noise not because she was mischievous but because she protected her friend who was a friend in need indeed from Pitch the Boogeyman as well as her teachers casting her own confusing noisy spells driving him towards her and her mischief prone teammate..
"Come on play Marco Polo with us in the forest, Pitch Black!" Alice taunts him to follow her again.
"Be careful, girls!" Stella called out. "He's quite tricky!" Even weak tired and helpless on the ground Stella could use her voice to advise the young fairy students of theirs far away they all were from Alfea in the Dark Forest Belly of the Beast that was Pitch's home where his sewer lair was deeply well hidden shrouded in the darkness."No more tips, Winx let's see them how many lessons they did learn by your influence!" Pitch Black shouted directly at Stella.
"Someone here has to fix his anger management issues, must be the Dark Forest around us." Stella muttered. "Shut it Sunshine Fairy!" He snapped again. Pitch Black Black was furious she was figuring out what the woods of his home had done to them. "Don't say another word, Princess of Solaria!" He scolded.
"Jovial Jinx!" Marzia made pine needles drop into Pitch's shirt causing him to scream. "Gotcha!"
"Shadow whip!" He grabbed her with it and dragged her to his side. "That was clever I'll admit but lame child very lame!"
"If it was lame it was meant to be lame it gets you to pay less attention to the other player. You'll get easily fooled by misdirection, Pitch Black." Marzia replied.
"Flarefusion Symphony!" Alice clapped her hands right in his ears. He resisted the pain but the sting of the pure dragonfire stung a bit. He bent over and slammed his fist to the ground and shadows crept up like vines. "That is enough sneak attacks little children! I have had it with you both and your mentors! Alice, how about that you failed your mentor the one who trusted you with the powers of the pure Dragonflame? That makes you miserable doesn't it?"
"Ah! Oww!" Alice admitted absentmindedly. "I am afraid of failure not being good enough not being perfect enough. I don't want to be framed again for something I didn't do. "
"Yes, that's right stop struggling accept your shadow cage, Alice. This forest is clouded and drench in my fear inducing powers courage and strength slip away like sand through your fingers." He started roasting them both with disgusting taunte. "And, You Marzia should do the same. Give into the shame and guilt of your past, let your insecurities be loosed for chaos. Show me your fearful stubbornness of your societal rules, your fear of inflexibility too towards your family, your pride reigns strong too strong in your heart, your fear of commitment to the society rules you were born into when chaos dominates every native family every day. Oversimplications of your miserable puny life are a dime a dozen, Exaggeration easily makes rumors flow and grow. Insensitivity makes one deaf to truth. Over competitiveness is the only way to win. Be aggressive my dearest! Follow the Elitism of Marsayalaw it's Obsession and Fatalism rules to be obeyed they are without question. Do them perfectly with every single step and act and don't fuss when you get punished harshly for your mistakes. Let all these ideas and concepts being hammered into your head for the future and don't ever think your family was wrong!" His Shadowy Vines had tied them down to two huge twin oaks dying and decaying thanks to Pitch's hold on this forest. While Pitch's fear persuassion seemed to work on Alice he had to go deeper with Marzia unlocking multiple of her fears all at once in an overwhelming pace.
"Still think you can break that vine and fight me without your friend who is giving into me so quickly?! It's time for me to make the Winx members give in too. Clearly you all hate being a part from your next best fairy friend!"
"Enchanted Cloak!"

A purply green shielding green solid cloak appeared over the Winx's vicinity where Musa, Aisha, Tecna and Stella lay exhausted cutting the trap on Alice and Marzia where they had been tied up in by Pitch. But now they were blocked from the final battle as a heroic feminine voice rang out right through the shadows with a determined serious thrill for victory on his side of the shield that made Pitch quiver.  "Step Away from my classmates and Teachers, Pitch Black!"

"Do you know this voice is?!" Skylights! This is your sneak peak into the final chapters of Problems of Negativix.