"There's a glow of a distant light,
Calling you to come outside,
To feel the wind on your face and your skin,
And it's here I begin my story." -Madonna
~*~*~*~
Snow. To everyone, it has a different meaning. To some, it signals the first sign of winter, and the time to pull out all those winter coats and mittens; to others, it means Christmas has come and it is the time to get together with family and celebrate; and to others, it is just a nuisance that signals an impending doom. Snow? Hmph. Why can't water just stay in its liquid state? So much less annoying and sticky and...witch bringing.
There she stood, the wind stinging her face and the snow blinding her eyes, as she tried desperately to keep her footing and keep a tight grip on her presents. Why did Bloom have to invite us on such a horrible night? 'Christmas spirit', eh? Is it really worth me freezing to death?! Her teeth chattered and her short, purple, pixie cut bangs fluttered furiously and sparraticaly in the wind; whacking her nose, eyes and forehead. She shivered, her body trembling as the blizzard picked up speed. But, she couldn't just stand here, still. She needed to move; she needed to conserve her body heat...she needed to make it to Bloom's house.
There was a shrill noise echoing throughout the storm, something that did not sound like wind at all. It was cold, fierce and piercingly deadly...nothing an ordinary storm could produce (No matter how ironic that might sound). It resonated through the chilly air, chilling the bones of anything that dare hear it. It was a horrible noise, that was evil to the core and colder than anything on this Earth.
Tecna tried shielding her eyes from the oncoming wave of snow, her eyes stinging and tears trailing down her face as they hit the sensitive part of her eyes. This is no ordinary blizzard...in all my years of researching this planet, never have I come across any records that state such terrible yet perfect conditions for such a powerful storm... Her legs wobbled as if they were made of jello. She had to move...
A sudden powerful gust of wind knocked her off of her feet, sending her crashing to the hard, icy pavement. Tecna let out a shout of anguish, as pain shot of her spine. She could feel her body beginning to shut down. "N-no..." She shattered out. "It can't end this way! I am T-Tecna, fairy of--" She shuttered as another shill ran down her spine. The shrill noise filled her ears again, but this time, she could make it out. It didn't sound like some omnipotent being, it sounded...human...it sounded--female.
"You're certainly a fairy...Popsicle, that is." The voice said, a numbness traveling through Tecna's body as she realized who it was. She must be the cause of the storm...she's the cause of all my anguish, my pain...my hatred for this weather. And how do you get rid of a problem? You have to get rid of its source. She looked up and saw her hovering there, her eyes as cold as the air and hair as white as the snow billowing around them. "Well well, look who finally came to." She sneered, Tecna glaring up at the witch. "Icy..." Tecna hissed.
Icy smirked back down at her. "That's my name, honey, don't wear it out." Tecna growled, and tried standing up, only to have a fierce wind and chill bring her to her knees. "W-what are you doing here?" She snapped, Icy laughing. "It's so funny seeing you so vulnerable. Not so high and mighty now without your pixie friends to back you up, hmm? Not to mention, I am in my element here." Tecna shivered, but she could not look weak; looking subordinate in front of Icy was probably the last thing you should ever do. "You didn't answer my question."
Icy huffed, checking her long blue nails. "I'm having some fun. I know how these Earth people love snow so much, so I decided to just freeze em all. Then they'd be frozen in their own winter wonderland." Tecna snarled. "Why do you always have to torment these poor people? And for that matter, why can't you ever leave us a lone? We can never have a moment of peace!" Icy let out a harsh laugh. "Ever since I fist laid eyes on you Winx, I have always had the vision of destroying you. Of plucking off your wings--one by one--making you suffer in agony, like I did; when your precious little Bloom blew me off of Alfea, or when you sent me to that insufferable Light Haven. I have been pushed down, shoved to the side too many times by you pesky pixies. But no more." Icy raised her hands above her head, a strong wind blowing Tecna back several feet; ice and snow racing towards her at extremely high speeds.
No! She thought, feeling the magic pump through her veins as adrenaline rushed through her body; her brain sending her messages that she was in danger and needed to do something. "Digital Net!" She shouted, a green, computer-web surrounding her from the attack. Icy growled in anger. "Damn you fairies and your sparkly magic! I'm going to freeze you in there. Then we'll see who's the fly in the web." She snarled, spinning around and causing a funnel made of ice and heavy snow to surround Tecna, encasing her inside. Tecna gasped, looking around her as the oxygen was slowly bled dry from the snow. She began coughing, the air rising around her and her mind reeling to try and find a way out of this.
Okay...okay...think. You're loosing oxygen fast, you need a way out of this. You need to melt the snow! Or, at least change the structure of the water molecules...wait, you can do that? She shook her head, the lack of breathable air starting to get the better of her. Okay focus! You don't have long... She swallowed, and raised her hand. She only had one shot at this...and she better had made it count. "Techno Punch!" She shouts, shooting a green ball at the snow--causing a gaping hole to form in the fortress; air filling it as well as snow. Tecna gasped, smirking at her success.
"Actually Icy, you're the one who's become trapped in their own web--Winx, Sirenix!" She shouts, transforming into her Sirenix and busting through her prison in a bright, green light. She glared at Icy, who was practically fuming at the moment (Well, as much as an ice witch could). "You little brats always get your way, don't you? Well that's about to change! Icicle Barrage!" She shouted, tiny shards of ice aiming towards Tecna's feet. "Techno Kick!" Tecna shouted, smashing the attack into snow flakes. "Ice Wave!" Icy hissed, a large arc of sharped ice heading straight for Tecna. "Neon Splice!" Tecna hissed, the ice smashing, or even rebounding on her shield, Icy being hit by a few of her attacks.
"You brat! I'll make sure that you don't get to your friends...I'll make sure you don't have a, merry Christmas." Icy said, the last line coming out sweet and false. "I've had just about enough of you, Icy." Tecna snarled. It's time to get rid of her once and for all... "Digital Net!" She shouted, trapping the angry witch inside of her own technological prison. Tecna flew over, her wings fluttering in the soft breeze, for you see, when she trapped Icy inside, the weather had instantly calmed; a simple and soft snowfall the only thing disturbing the atmosphere now.
Icy growled, blasting at the shield and kicking at it, but she earned no response from her cell. Tecna smirked at her. "Bye bye, Icy." She said, clapping her hands, causing the cage to disappear in a flash of bright green light. When all was said and done, Tecna let out a sigh of relief, her Sirenix form vanishing as she landed on the ground, slightly exhausted. "Well that was certainly exciting." She said, shaking off the final cold sweats that threatened her demeanor. She looked up at the sky and let a small smile cross her face. "Maybe snow isn't so bad...well, at least when it's like this." She said, immediately remembering the bags of presents she had had with her. "Oh no! My gifts!" She gasped, looking around, trying to find them. After several minutes, she eventually found the soaked clothes; torn books; rusted flute; withered rose and scattered shoes. She huffed. "These are ruined..." She said, mentally slapping herself afterwards. "Why am I complaining? I'm a fairy!" She said, snapping her fingers. In a second, all the gifts were as good as new. "Magic...what would I do without it?"
Finally...she had arrived at Bloom's house. She glanced at the window and noticed that everyone else had arrived. There was a fire going, presents being passed around and warm glow from the trees light just seemed to entice anyone that might pass by. She took a deep breath before knocking on the door. Oh I hope they're not mad at me being so late...I'm usually so punctual! What will I say to them? Will they ask where I've been? Will they--
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when the door opened, Bloom standing there, wearing a tacky sweater and holding a cup of hot cocoa in her hands. "Tecna there you are! We were starting to get worried! I'm so happy that you could make it!" She said, smiling. Tecna gave her friend a smile back. "I'm happy that I could come as well." She said, walking inside. "Hey look who finally came!" Musa said, all the Winx waving hello to their friend. "Tecna finally! Where have you been, what took you so long?" Stella gasped. Tecna frowned. She debated on whether or not she should account to her friends what took place between her and Icy. But...it was the holidays; it was Christmas. She shouldn't be lingering on the past, she should be celebrating what was going on now, with her friends; with those she loved. She let out a happy laugh. "Oh nothing much Stella. You know, just the Christmas rush..."
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Acknowledgements:
Plot: XxLalasaysxX
Mottos: lovebaltor
Title: MissAngelPaws
Image: XxLalasaysxX
Writer: lovebaltor
Calling you to come outside,
To feel the wind on your face and your skin,
And it's here I begin my story." -Madonna
~*~*~*~
Snow. To everyone, it has a different meaning. To some, it signals the first sign of winter, and the time to pull out all those winter coats and mittens; to others, it means Christmas has come and it is the time to get together with family and celebrate; and to others, it is just a nuisance that signals an impending doom. Snow? Hmph. Why can't water just stay in its liquid state? So much less annoying and sticky and...witch bringing.
There she stood, the wind stinging her face and the snow blinding her eyes, as she tried desperately to keep her footing and keep a tight grip on her presents. Why did Bloom have to invite us on such a horrible night? 'Christmas spirit', eh? Is it really worth me freezing to death?! Her teeth chattered and her short, purple, pixie cut bangs fluttered furiously and sparraticaly in the wind; whacking her nose, eyes and forehead. She shivered, her body trembling as the blizzard picked up speed. But, she couldn't just stand here, still. She needed to move; she needed to conserve her body heat...she needed to make it to Bloom's house.
There was a shrill noise echoing throughout the storm, something that did not sound like wind at all. It was cold, fierce and piercingly deadly...nothing an ordinary storm could produce (No matter how ironic that might sound). It resonated through the chilly air, chilling the bones of anything that dare hear it. It was a horrible noise, that was evil to the core and colder than anything on this Earth.
Tecna tried shielding her eyes from the oncoming wave of snow, her eyes stinging and tears trailing down her face as they hit the sensitive part of her eyes. This is no ordinary blizzard...in all my years of researching this planet, never have I come across any records that state such terrible yet perfect conditions for such a powerful storm... Her legs wobbled as if they were made of jello. She had to move...
A sudden powerful gust of wind knocked her off of her feet, sending her crashing to the hard, icy pavement. Tecna let out a shout of anguish, as pain shot of her spine. She could feel her body beginning to shut down. "N-no..." She shattered out. "It can't end this way! I am T-Tecna, fairy of--" She shuttered as another shill ran down her spine. The shrill noise filled her ears again, but this time, she could make it out. It didn't sound like some omnipotent being, it sounded...human...it sounded--female.
"You're certainly a fairy...Popsicle, that is." The voice said, a numbness traveling through Tecna's body as she realized who it was. She must be the cause of the storm...she's the cause of all my anguish, my pain...my hatred for this weather. And how do you get rid of a problem? You have to get rid of its source. She looked up and saw her hovering there, her eyes as cold as the air and hair as white as the snow billowing around them. "Well well, look who finally came to." She sneered, Tecna glaring up at the witch. "Icy..." Tecna hissed.
Icy smirked back down at her. "That's my name, honey, don't wear it out." Tecna growled, and tried standing up, only to have a fierce wind and chill bring her to her knees. "W-what are you doing here?" She snapped, Icy laughing. "It's so funny seeing you so vulnerable. Not so high and mighty now without your pixie friends to back you up, hmm? Not to mention, I am in my element here." Tecna shivered, but she could not look weak; looking subordinate in front of Icy was probably the last thing you should ever do. "You didn't answer my question."
Icy huffed, checking her long blue nails. "I'm having some fun. I know how these Earth people love snow so much, so I decided to just freeze em all. Then they'd be frozen in their own winter wonderland." Tecna snarled. "Why do you always have to torment these poor people? And for that matter, why can't you ever leave us a lone? We can never have a moment of peace!" Icy let out a harsh laugh. "Ever since I fist laid eyes on you Winx, I have always had the vision of destroying you. Of plucking off your wings--one by one--making you suffer in agony, like I did; when your precious little Bloom blew me off of Alfea, or when you sent me to that insufferable Light Haven. I have been pushed down, shoved to the side too many times by you pesky pixies. But no more." Icy raised her hands above her head, a strong wind blowing Tecna back several feet; ice and snow racing towards her at extremely high speeds.
No! She thought, feeling the magic pump through her veins as adrenaline rushed through her body; her brain sending her messages that she was in danger and needed to do something. "Digital Net!" She shouted, a green, computer-web surrounding her from the attack. Icy growled in anger. "Damn you fairies and your sparkly magic! I'm going to freeze you in there. Then we'll see who's the fly in the web." She snarled, spinning around and causing a funnel made of ice and heavy snow to surround Tecna, encasing her inside. Tecna gasped, looking around her as the oxygen was slowly bled dry from the snow. She began coughing, the air rising around her and her mind reeling to try and find a way out of this.
Okay...okay...think. You're loosing oxygen fast, you need a way out of this. You need to melt the snow! Or, at least change the structure of the water molecules...wait, you can do that? She shook her head, the lack of breathable air starting to get the better of her. Okay focus! You don't have long... She swallowed, and raised her hand. She only had one shot at this...and she better had made it count. "Techno Punch!" She shouts, shooting a green ball at the snow--causing a gaping hole to form in the fortress; air filling it as well as snow. Tecna gasped, smirking at her success.
"Actually Icy, you're the one who's become trapped in their own web--Winx, Sirenix!" She shouts, transforming into her Sirenix and busting through her prison in a bright, green light. She glared at Icy, who was practically fuming at the moment (Well, as much as an ice witch could). "You little brats always get your way, don't you? Well that's about to change! Icicle Barrage!" She shouted, tiny shards of ice aiming towards Tecna's feet. "Techno Kick!" Tecna shouted, smashing the attack into snow flakes. "Ice Wave!" Icy hissed, a large arc of sharped ice heading straight for Tecna. "Neon Splice!" Tecna hissed, the ice smashing, or even rebounding on her shield, Icy being hit by a few of her attacks.
"You brat! I'll make sure that you don't get to your friends...I'll make sure you don't have a, merry Christmas." Icy said, the last line coming out sweet and false. "I've had just about enough of you, Icy." Tecna snarled. It's time to get rid of her once and for all... "Digital Net!" She shouted, trapping the angry witch inside of her own technological prison. Tecna flew over, her wings fluttering in the soft breeze, for you see, when she trapped Icy inside, the weather had instantly calmed; a simple and soft snowfall the only thing disturbing the atmosphere now.
Icy growled, blasting at the shield and kicking at it, but she earned no response from her cell. Tecna smirked at her. "Bye bye, Icy." She said, clapping her hands, causing the cage to disappear in a flash of bright green light. When all was said and done, Tecna let out a sigh of relief, her Sirenix form vanishing as she landed on the ground, slightly exhausted. "Well that was certainly exciting." She said, shaking off the final cold sweats that threatened her demeanor. She looked up at the sky and let a small smile cross her face. "Maybe snow isn't so bad...well, at least when it's like this." She said, immediately remembering the bags of presents she had had with her. "Oh no! My gifts!" She gasped, looking around, trying to find them. After several minutes, she eventually found the soaked clothes; torn books; rusted flute; withered rose and scattered shoes. She huffed. "These are ruined..." She said, mentally slapping herself afterwards. "Why am I complaining? I'm a fairy!" She said, snapping her fingers. In a second, all the gifts were as good as new. "Magic...what would I do without it?"
Finally...she had arrived at Bloom's house. She glanced at the window and noticed that everyone else had arrived. There was a fire going, presents being passed around and warm glow from the trees light just seemed to entice anyone that might pass by. She took a deep breath before knocking on the door. Oh I hope they're not mad at me being so late...I'm usually so punctual! What will I say to them? Will they ask where I've been? Will they--
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when the door opened, Bloom standing there, wearing a tacky sweater and holding a cup of hot cocoa in her hands. "Tecna there you are! We were starting to get worried! I'm so happy that you could make it!" She said, smiling. Tecna gave her friend a smile back. "I'm happy that I could come as well." She said, walking inside. "Hey look who finally came!" Musa said, all the Winx waving hello to their friend. "Tecna finally! Where have you been, what took you so long?" Stella gasped. Tecna frowned. She debated on whether or not she should account to her friends what took place between her and Icy. But...it was the holidays; it was Christmas. She shouldn't be lingering on the past, she should be celebrating what was going on now, with her friends; with those she loved. She let out a happy laugh. "Oh nothing much Stella. You know, just the Christmas rush..."
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Acknowledgements:
Plot: XxLalasaysxX
Mottos: lovebaltor
Title: MissAngelPaws
Image: XxLalasaysxX
Writer: lovebaltor
"Come wind, come snow, come winterland..." -Kamelot
