AN: Wow, I actually updated this faster than I expected. (And considering the state I was in for the past few days.) I was really happy that so many people liked the second chapter, and I'm glad I improved on writing out certain characters. So, keep up the reviews and constructive comments readers! Enjoy this chapter.
Faragonda had given the five girls traveling to Earth (Midna, Alysa, Glitter, Angela and Rochelle.) specific instructions on how to find the Winx, and how to successfully bring their human spies into the school:
She had instructed them that they would be meeting the Winx in the city known as London, in the country of England. Once they found each other, the Winx would take them to the headquarters which was found in the Thames House. Once inside, they would explain their situation to the boss whom Faragonda said was called Harry Pearce.
Seems easy enough right? But for a group of teenage girls who have never been to Earth and aren't accustom to their culture, it was going to be a bit difficult or even maybe a drag.
The group of five was listening to the instructions once again at the moment, before leaving by portal. "So, I've gone over this plan enough--do you all understand what's going on?" Faragonda gave them all stern looks and each girl nodded 'yes' quickly. "Good, once you've met up with the Winx, just leave the talking to them."
"Wait, how do they know about the problem?" Rochelle snapped, Faragonda sighing. "I've already told them about this idea a few weeks ago, and only now did I find it absolutely necessary that we put it into action."
"So, off you go; you five need all the time you can get." Faragonda gave them all a curt nod and the five soon disappeared into a portal in front of them: entering the world on humans from London.
When the five soon landed on solid ground, they frankly couldn't believe what they were seeing: an enormous city with tall buildings that seemed to reach the sky. Hundreds of people and cars crammed up the streets and walkways, and the noise of all of this just never ended.
"So this is London, hm? Not too bad for non-magical folk." Rochelle said, walking up and out of the shadows. "Rochelle, we don't even know where the Winx are! Get back over here!" Glitter hissed, Rochelle rolling her eyes. "Oh come on Glitter, what's the worst that could happen?"
"Well bumping into the wrong kind of person could cause a few serious problems." A voice said from behind Rochelle. Rochelle whirled around to come face-to-face with none other than Layla. "But--how--?" Layla smiled and the rest of the infamous Winx Club soon appeared in all their glory.
"So you five must be the ones Faragonda was talking about." Flora said kindly, Alysa nodding. "Yes, we were instructed by her to come and fetch you all to lead you to the Thames House." Tecna said curtly, Stella rolling her eyes. "Do we really need to get this done at this very moment? We could at least get to learn their names." She pouted, most of the girls sighing. "Fine Stella... what are you names?" Musa asked, Rochelle stepping up first.
"I'm Rochelle. And over there is Glitter, Midna, Angela and Alysa." All the others waved awkwardly at the Winx and Flora waved back happily. "It's a pleasure to meet you all, now, if we can get to business?" Bloom said, her voice kind yet firm. "If you insist." Stella pouted, earning yet another round of eye rolling.
The Winx led the group of five through twisting roads and alleys, soon arriving upon a large white building. "Wow, this is the Thames House?" Glitter asked in shock. Tecna nodded, "Yes, this is it. Now, Miss Faragonda probably told you all that we would be doing the talking, am I correct?" The group nodded 'yes' skittishly. "Are you saying that we're going to have to tell this Harry guy why we're all here?" Alysa asked, jumping slightly. "Not really; two or three of us will be in there with you." Layla told them, slightly easing their moods. "Why wouldn't the rest come?" Midna inquired. "Because some of us have more important things to do for the headmistress at the moment." Layla explained.
"So--Tecna, Musa and I will go with them. The rest of you, stay put okay?" Flora nodded 'yes' as did Stella and Layla and Bloom nudged her head in the direction of the door. "Better get this over with..." Angela muttered.
Jo Portman made her way through the halls of the Thames House, her short blond hair swaying to her movements and her heels clicking on the stone floor. She had received a message from Harry that they would be getting guests to come and talk to their group. She had been told to wait for them by the entrance of MI-5's headquarters and show them "the way" once they had arrived. She certainly hoped that they arrived soon: she had more important matters to deal with than leading some visitors to Harry.
She heard the clicking of heels and turned to the right to find a colleague of hers, Ros Myers. "Hey Ros." She said smiling lightly. Ros smiled back lightly, but raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing standing out here Jo?"
"Harry told me that some people are coming to ask him a few questions. He told me to "lead them" into the base once they have arrived." Ros just chuckled. "Are you sure these "visitors" are even worth are valuable time? For all we know they could just be some blabber mouth Americans." Jo chuckled and leaned again the wall. "I sincerely hope that's not the case--" She then heard it: the tapping of many footsteps, chatting and some nervous laughing. "Well I guess they've arrived." Ros said smirking.
When Jo and Ros finally saw the "mystery people" Harry was supposed to meet, they almost laughed. Here they were, waiting for nine teenage girls when they could have been doing something more productive. "So, you're really
the people Harry's asked me to escort?" Jo said, biting her lip. One of the girls--White skinned with red hair--nodded 'yes'. "We have to talk to your boss, Harry Pearce."
"Oh look she knows his name." Ros teased, earning a look from the red-head. Jo smirked and opened a door. "If you all would follow me please," She lead them through two hallways before coming upon a clear glass door. She stepped towards it and it opened instantly, Jo soon pointing in the direction of an office. "That's Harry's office. Have any questions, just ask one of use." She then gave them a nod and walked off.
"This place is weird." Midna mumbled, most of them nodding in agreement. "It's not that bad girls." Musa told them gently, following Bloom's lead towards Harry's office. "That one blond lady was rude." Angela hissed under her breath. "Which one?" Rochelle moaned, causing the girls to giggle. Bloom knocked on the door of Harry's office when they arrived, and heard a stern, "Come." signaling their permission to come in.
The three Winx members entered first, and than Midna, Alysa, Angela, Rochelle and Glitter followed suit. When Harry looked up, he had a slight look of surprise on his face. "So you are the people that this letter instructed me to meet?" He asked, rather skeptical. "Please sir, the matter that we came here to discuss is far more serious than you might think due to our outward appearance." Musa and Bloom smirked: leave it to Tecna to help convince the superior to listen.
"Well then, I'm listening." Musa nudged Glitter's arm and she jumped. "What?" She hissed back. "Explain to Mister Pierce as to why we have come." Glitter nodded 'yes' rather quickly and stepped up timidly. "Well you see sir, our headmistress has informed us that we have--we are having problems with our security."
"Of course you are, why else would you come to me for help then?" The stopped Glitter from saying anything else and she backed up allowing someone else to take over. It was Midna who stepped forward. "Look sir, we are requesting your help to help protect our school from those who want to destroy it and those in it,"
"You skin is blue?!" Harry asked, full out baffled at this. Midna simply rolled her eyes, this new found bravery welling inside of her. "That has nothing of importance--our school is going to be a target for certain people eventually in the future, and our enemies are far worse than the ones you have here believe me. As are there ways of getting things done. So, we're asking you to send a group to our school to help us our for a couple of weeks."
"Awesome!" Rochelle whispered, grinning. Midna nodded her thanks, and waited for Harry's response. "What is this dire threat you are referring to?" Midna bit her lip: should she tell Harry where they were really from? "Should I tell them?" She whispered to Tecna. "Let Musa." Musa nodded and stepped up, facing Harry.
"Now listen: I know that I might sound a little crazy saying this at the moment but we are not from here. No, in fact, we're not from this planet or even this galaxy!" She emphasized the last few words, leaving Harry very confused. "Is this some kind of joke?" Bloom rolled her eyes and snapped her fingers, a bright orange flame illuminating immediately. "How did you do that?" Harry snapped, entranced by the flame on Bloom's fingers. "Now that's the next big thing; we're fairies. We all have powers and can use them whenever."
Harry looked up at them, a look of shock and disbelief on his face. "Prove it." He challenged. Musa sighed in annoyance and nodded in Tecna's direction. In a bright flash, Tecna was now in her Believix and floating above Harry's desk, fairy dust landing around him. "Believe me now?" She smirked, Harry breathing out and rubbing his forehead. "This is rather incredible--" The door suddenly opened revealing a man and a woman.
The woman looked rather young and she was fairly tall. She had tan skin and dark brown eyes. Her hair was long and brown.
The man looked slightly older than the woman. He was tall, rather pale and had light blue eyes. He had short black hair.
"Is there something wrong Harry? There was a bright flash." Harry nodded 'no'. "Nothing Jasmine, it's fine. I thank you and Lucas for checking up on me though."
"Harry, I don't think it's fine when you have a teenage girl hovering over your desk without the use of an illusion." The man, Lucas, said chuckling. Harry flushed and narrowed his eyes at Tecna who simply stared back. "Harry--what's going on?" The woman, Jasmine, asked slyly walking up to the desk. Harry sighed deeply and rubbed his face. "You two, North's, could you tell the rest of section D to meet up in the meeting room?"
Jasmine smirked in success and walked back towards the door, Lucas nodding his head in Harry's direction before closing the door with a snap
. Harry himself soon got up and walked towards the door. "Come, we have things to discuss."
From the inside, the girls could hear Lucas and Jasmine shouting the names of those who needed to attend the meeting.
Midna, Glitter, Angela, Alysa and Rochelle all sat uneasily around the large, rectangular table. It seemed that they were the last group to arrive there, because when they did, everyone else was already sitting down and chatting. They stopped abruptly once the Winx and the others entered.
"Everyone, I know I didn't inform you all of this, but you can't blame me--I had only received the letter moments before they arrived. Anyways, before we begin to negotiate anything, why don't we give these ladies a chance to introduce themselves?" Harry smiled lightly in the girls' direction, and waved his arm into the air; inviting them to proceed.
Bloom was the one to step up, clearing he voice she began, "I am Bloom, leader of the three older girls behind me. We are not just a group of three, we have four others waiting outside for us. We are known as the Winx Club, and are very famous in Magixs, not so much here on Earth. The three behind me are Tecna and Musa." Bloom nodded, pleased with her answer, but one of the members rose their hand; the one blond they had met, the one who made Bloom feel slightly stupid.
"Before you ask, the names Ros Myers. I just have one question; where or what is Magix?" She smirked, but Musa just rolled her eyes. "Like I've explained to your boss, it is a planet not even found in this galaxy where magical folks live." Some of the crew began to laugh quietly which made Musa's blood boil. Why would they think she's lying?
"Do we really have to transform again?" Tecna sighed, rubbing the area between her eyes. "Transform?" Asked a voice they hadn't yet heard.
The woman who had spoken seemed to be one of the oldest members of the crew. She was white skinned and had light blue eyes and short brown hair.
"You mean this?" Bloom replied, smirking and soon transforming into Believix, Tecna and Musa soon following. All of the team, (But Harry.) looked at the three girls in awe. "This is incredible..." The blond that led them in said. "Not only that, they also have individual powers and abilities." Harry said rather excitedly. "Really? Show us!" Another male voice said.
This member was the youngest of the group. He had tan skin, deep brown eyes and shabby black hair.
Tecna smirked and created a bubble made up of the web. Bloom created a small ball of flame in her hands and Musa a wave of musical notes. "This is truly amazing." The "rude" blond woman said in astonishment. The girls smirked in triumph and they all unstransformed. "Can we please give the reason as to why are here now?" Tecna inquired. "No, how about giving us your names first?" The brunette, Jasmine, asked casually.
"We already did." Musa snapped back, rather annoyed with their procrastination on asking for their request. "Not you--Them." She pointed her finger at the line of five girls sitting opposite off all the MI-5 members.
Midna was the first to step up, "My name is Midna and before you even ask about the skin--I'll tell you later." She laughed when she saw a few jaws drop at her appearance. "I'm Rochelle, nice to meet you all."
"I'm Glitter..." She said skittishly, and waved awkwardly at the spies. "I'm Alysa."
"And I'm Angela."
"Now it's our turn--" Harry stated, getting up. "That is Jasmine, Lucas, Ruth, Tariq, Jo and Ros." The group nodded, but said nothing else. "Now, why don't we get down to business?" Bloom finally nodded in agreement, and nudged Rochelle with her elbow. "Your turn to explain now." Rochelle gave her a look and Bloom gave her one back. "Fine..." She mumbled, and got up skittishly.
"Well, like before, I'm Rochelle... uh hi?" She could see that this groups patience was wearing. "We're full aware that that is your name. We aren't going to stay here for a social hour so I suggest that you get to the point already." Ros hissed, causing Rochelle to flinch. She needed to try another approach.
"Um, well, you see we're fairies and like everything else on this planet, we're not perfect and we eventually made enemies. And whether or not the children of those enemies want to believe the reasons to hate fairies like their parents, is there choice and choice a lone. Our "enemies" as we like to call them, are known as witches,"
"And not like the ones you know." Bloom added. "What do you mean?" Ruth inquired. "Our witches can fly without brooms, are moth goth and wear mainly heels. They know terrible dark spells and most attend a high school known as Cloudtower." Tecna informed the rest.
"Yes--anyways, those witches are the ones we have a problem with, but don't necessarily also. I've been a student at Alfea for three years, and though many have warned us about witches coming down and attacking the school, something of that severity has yet to occur. Though fairies and witches hate each other, they would never forcefully and willingly attack schools."
"What's your point?" Lucas snarled, Rochelle swallowing at his harsh tone. "My point is--though the witches may be a problem, their might be bigger problems out there that most people overlook. And those are the problems that could really cost us. But, with you all wonderful spies
, I'm sure such catastrophes could be avoided." She took a deep breath and than sat down, pleased with herself. "Good job Rochelle." Glitter said smiling.
"If you don't mind me asking--do you all have any idea what your school could be in danger of?" Jo asked, looking rather skeptical about this whole idea. "Well, not really but we do have a feeling that something big is out there and waiting for the right time to strike." Midna replied, Jo only rolling her eyes. "Simple biases and thoughts, no facts. Our agencies replies on facts Miss, and if we are to accompany you all back to this Magixs than we're going to need proof." Jasmine scoffed, folding her arms to her chest.
"Oh come on, I know you all have had a threat that you weren't sure about." Glitter snapped, standing up. "Excuse me?" Ros asked. "Well--have you? Because if your agency is so good well than I'm sure you've had a few close calls made were based on thought and intuition." Glitter suddenly felt very brave; she was actually getting quite sick of these people and didn't know why it was taking so long for them to just say yes and get on with their assigned jobs from Miss Faragonda.
There was a silence in the room that was only interrupted by the sipping of water or the slight movement of a chair. Than, Harry spoke, "She's right. We've made a lot of decisions based on intuition as well--us saying that we need facts during something is rather hypocritical. These woman need help and frankly, I want to help them. If you all don't, then I'll just chose another section."
"No." Ros said immediately standing up. "We'll do it, won't we?" She said sternly, giving eye-contact to all of her colleagues. Some gave her looks, some sighed in annoyance, but eventually everyone had agreed to go. "Excellent. So, get everything you all need. We'll meet back outside the Thames in three hours." Harry gave them all a nod and left the room, the rest of the section following, quickly leaving to prepare their journey.
"Well done Rochelle." Musa said kindly, patting Rochelle's shoulder. "Thanks Musa, but Glitter helped me out back there." Glitter smiled awkwardly and blushed slightly. "Aw it was nothing Rochelle. You needed help and I gave it."
"Those people were scary." Angela whispered, in fear one of them might here them. "They weren't scary, they were just rude." Alysa snapped, folding her arms to her chest. "You guys should keep quiet: though they have left, who knows who or what might still be watching us." Midna said eerily making Alysa and Angela's eyes dart around the room.
Bloom rolled hers. "Come on you five--I think we should go find the other girls before those spies get done packing." The girls quickly nodded in agreement: all out happy to go and find the rest of the Winx than stay in the Thames House.
AN #2: So first off I'll start by saying that I'm terribly sorry that all of the girls aren't in this chapter. The way I planned it out--I really couldn't fit them in. I promise that they will ALL be in the next part. Second, all the members of MI-5 were created BBC and Kudos for their show "Spooks". I did not create them. (I'm not that creative.) The only member who is mine is Jasmine. (The image is of Mila Kunis by the way.) I just added this second note to let you know this extra information. I hoped you enjoyed this chapter!