Winx Club - Flora's in Trouble! | [COMPLETED]

Chapter 11

Flora POV

I've been trying as hard as possible to keep track of time, but it's a lot harder than it seems. Especially since we can't tell when it's day or night. All we can really guess how long we've been here is by when we're tired.

So, based on that, we've been here for about four days. I've been constantly looking for ways to escape, spare pins in my hair to pick the locks of my chains but so far, nothing.

The Wizards have been "testing" me for the past while. I'm not sure why, but I think it has something to do with my magic. They still haven't extracted the magic of the Winx and they haven't done any tests on them yet. Hopefully it stays that way.

I'm not sure why they haven't turned me into my "Dark Flora" form yet but I'm just grateful to be alive and aware in my own head. It was only a matter of time though, before they changed me and made me hate everything I looked at. It was a horrible feeling and I never wanted to experience it again. I was still there in my heart, but I couldn't control my body. I felt trapped.

I never really believed much in hate, it's such a strong emotion, although now I can definitely say that I hate the Wizards of the Black Circle. I also hate that they've driven me to such emotions. Hate, it was never something I expected to feel.

"I'm not sure how much longer I can take this," I hear Stella say sadly.

"Stella, we know. We can't give up just yet," Bloom tries to cheer her up.

"Yeah. It won't be long before we get out," Aisha joins in.

"If we get out," Stella sighs.

"We will," Bloom promises her.

"Anyone got any ideas?" Musa asks, "I mean, I know we've had this conversation fifty times already but it can't hurt to try again."

I suddenly realise the clip that must have fallen out my hair is on the table beside me. Perfect for picking locks. How did I not see that before? I was thinking about trying that, too!

I slowly move my hand, trying to warm it up as I reach for the clip. The tight chains twist the skin on my wrists. I try my hardest to ignore the pain as I carefully unlock them.

"Yes!" I exclaim, the chains falls to the ground and one of my wrists are free.

"What?" The girls ask.

"I found this," I hold up the clip with my free hand, "strangely enough, it can pick the locks!"

"Flora! That's brilliant!" Bloom gasps excitedly.

I unlock the rest of my chains. I quickly stand up, trying not to feel too dizzy. One by one I unlock everyone's chains.

I am so glad do be free of those things, I rub my wrists a little where they have red marks.

"What now?" Tecna asks, looking around the room. By now my eyes had completely adjusted and so had the other girls'.

"The door," I say and nod toward the black door in the wall.

"Wait," Tecna puts a hand on my shoulder.

"What is it?" I turn around to face her and she pulls away her hand.

"Do we really want to leave? I mean, we're in the Omega dimension," she says and I know she's right, "we could get hypothermia from the cold or something like that which wouldn't be good. We're in our pyjamas!"

It would be even colder than it is in here. I actually forgot how cold I was, I thought to myself.

"You're right, Tecna," I nod and we all sit back down in defeat.

We hear faint chatter and begin to panic. The wizards enter the room and look a little surprised to see us free.

"Magic Winx!" Bloom shouts, trying to get us all to transform.

I am able to transform. None of the others can, but I don't feel right.

"Winx," I breathe out.

I can read their expressions. We all know something is wrong. I recognise this feeling and I think they put something in my system when they were "testing" me.

"What did you do?" I ask the wizards, though I can't focus on their faces from my dizziness.

"What do you mean?" Duman asks in an innocent voice yet smirks.

"What did you do to me?" I repeat, louder this time.

"Calm down now Flora, it's only a little spell," Ogron smirks and folds his arms, "it won't hurt."

"Undo whatever it is now!" I demand and the Wizards only laugh. This causes me to growl quietly.

I use my magic to try and hit him. He takes a few steps back due to the intensity of my spell. This just makes him angry.

He pushes us back with a dark spell, making us bash against the cold, stone wall. The last thing I remember is a blurry figure approaching me and a hand waving over my face, causing me to fall asleep.

I wake up in a dark room and slowly stand up. My entire body is stiff and sore. I trace the walls until I find a door handle which I pull to open the door.

I am blinded by the light for a few seconds, even though it is dim. There are small ceiling lights and a row of tall, wooden doors.

I look and see that my door matches all the others, but the lock seems busted. That's probably how I got out.

I slide the lock on one door and open it. Light fills the room and I hear a gasp. Aisha stands up and hugs me. Thank goodness you're alive, I thought.

"Let's get everyone else out," she suggests and I nod.

One by one we slide the lock on each of the remaining doors, to find a relieved fairy on the other side. We all link arms and walk down the wide hallway. It is dark and silent. It doesn't last long.

We hear footsteps behind us and look. The wizards look different. Angry. Very angry.

"Welcome to our world, fairies," Ogron mutters coldly.

"And where is that?" Bloom folds her arms and glares at the four.

I gasp as I realise, "The Black Circle."