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Rise from the Ashes. Chapter 2
🕑 Added 2023-12-15 16:05:03 +0000 UTCPlanet Omega.
Icy opened her blue eyes slowly. Much too content in the cocoon of warmth she was enveloped in.
No sunlight or anything of the kind was present to indicate what time of day it was, confusing her for a second. Only flames the colour of blue floated in the air, softly illuminating the tent.
Only for memories to return, their incarceration on the Omega Planet. A frozen wasteland so far away from a sun it was perpetually covered in a thick sheen of ice. A planet so cold the air was biting and even overpowering her resistance to cold. After that came the meeting with the strange and powerful wizard. Not to mention him making them his servants, or something.
Now her eyes snapped wide open, remembering that she laid naked in a bed and atop of the man's chest. Not out of any romantic interest or the like. No, it was done to share body heat. Her sisters were also present under the blanket. Though, they weren't related by blood. They simply referred to each other as sisters because they belonged to the same coven, the Trix. Growing up together also saw them as close as sisters.
The witch clearly felt a hardness lying on her ass, trapped between her legs and held tightly. Normally she would've jumped away and out of bed, but her clothes were frozen stiff and useless. Not that she could actually spot them anywhere in the tent. To face the freezing air was not something she wanted to do. Even for a moment. The blue flames in the air did only so much.
Her gaze fell onto the sleeping features of Harry, as he called himself. Oh, how she wanted to wring his neck, freeze him solid or do all kinds of torture on him. However, she couldn't, the symbol on her stomach prevented that. To confirm that again her fingers traced his rugged features going further south to his neck. As soon as her hands clamped down on it the strength left her limbs and she slumped onto his chest, only causing her to sink lower and putting more pressure on his cock. 'He really needs a shave and get a haircut.' she thought at the back of her mind.
Yesterday, he had explained that they couldn't harm him and vice versa. Done to ensure so nobody betrayed the other party. To force her thoughts elsewhere, away from his erection and onto other topics she tried to move and managed it marginally. Though, judging by the mobility of her feet he healed that after she went unconscious. Pleasantly surprised that she could stretch her Achilles heel fully again.
Icy didn't know why, but she also felt stronger magically. As if Harry bleed some of his magic to their own through the mark. It felt eerily similar to Darkar's own magic, but different. Instead of a dark void that hungered to devour all it could, it felt more gentle. She couldn't put it into words. It was best described as the twilight before the night or the break of dawn. As if shadow and light were in harmony. Icy grew truly intrigued when she felt the Dragon's Flame inside him. Her white eyebrows climbing above her hairline. 'Now THAT is interesting!'
It took a little for the rest to wake up. Stormy was especially frustrated, considering her go-to method was violence. Though, the blush told a different story. Darcy was her typical smug self, appearing in total control and content.
Thankfully, Harry wasn't awake to witness the conversation. His breathing even and calm, eyes closed.
“Can you believe this?!” Stormy ground out through clenched teeth, lying on Harry's right. Reluctantly keeping his arm between her breasts to keep the cold at bay. Clinging to him in such a way that his hand was dangerously close to her privates.
Completely unconcerned Darcy replied, snuggling a little closer to Harry's left. “Can I believe that we made such a good catch?” rhetorically tapping her chin she finally said. “No, I can't.”
Seeing an argument coming, Icy intervened in a rare show of leadership. “Shut up, both of you!” it was mumbled, but nonetheless effective. Raising her head she explained. “Don't you feel that?”
“Feel what?” Stormy asked irritated, a glare directed at Darcy. She had never been one for the subtler aspects of magic.
Darcy closed her eyes and felt for the man's magic. She promptly gasped out loud. “Oh my! It's the Dragon's Flame! And Darkar's Magic!”
Icy nodded her head, a malicious smile on her face. “Indeed. You know what that means.”
Now wide-eyed, Stormy exclaimed exited. “We can access the Realm of Relix and get the Crystal of Power!”
“Be quiet!” Icy snapped as silently as possible. Looking down on Harry to check if he still was sleeping. His breathing didn't change, causing her to sigh in relief.
Darcy shook her head, her hands gliding over Harry's muscular biceps. “We can't, but he can.” her words holding a little dreamy quality to them. “You're also forgetting that we can't attack him either way.” Darcy continued, seemingly not bothered by that fact.
Icy was visibly annoyed by her sister's disregard of their situation. Worse, Icy knew Darcy was right. “Maybe we should work with him then.” the oldest of the Trio proposed reluctantly. The words tasting like bile on her tongue. Though Icy would be lying if she said she wasn't attracted to power, something Harry had in spades.
“Do you think he'd be interested?” Darcy spoke up hopefully, her golden eyes shining with some weird emotion. “Because I'm in agreement of that decision.” the words were practically purred out.
Shrugging her naked shoulders and rolling her eyes in disgust, Icy replied through gritted teeth. “I don't know. We have to ask.”
Stormy had other things on her mind. “But how did he get Darkar's power and the Dragon's Flame?”
“I don't know about the latter, but Darkar was some kind of Phoenix wasn't he? It could be that his powers were transferred to another.” Darcy pondered out loud. He could've gotten the Dragon's Flame through various means. It wasn't as if they didn't were in the possession of it at one point. “Or maybe he got a portion of it from somewhere.” After all a few fragments of the Dragon's Flame were scattered around the Magical Dimension. A bit of it was in the Ring of Solaria, another was in Harry and the biggest part was in that bitch Bloom. So it was entirely possible that the same was the case with Darkar's power.
Neither of the three spoke after that, lost in their thoughts. Two-thirds revolved around getting more power and beating the Winx.
After a few more minutes Harry woke up. Noticing the weight on his chest and being closed off left and right. Instinct kicked in and he tensed, only to relax a little later when the memories came back. 'Right, the three strays I picked up.'
Being polite Harry greeted the three. “Good morning, Icy, Darcy, Stormy.” he freed his arms from their hold and picked Icy up bridal style. Shortly after he sat her down and summoned his clothes and put them on. “Any reason you didn't prepare breakfast or put on clothes while you were awake?”
Still annoyed Icy fired back, crawling back under the blanket to hide her state of undress. “In case you didn't notice our clothes are useless with how frozen they are and we just woke up.”
“If you don't want us to walk around naked some clothes would be nice.” Darcy said, still burrowed under the covers and relishing the leftover warmth. A seductive smile on her lips as she sent him a wink.
Deciding to play along he smiled right back. “The only thing you ever have to wear around me is that smile.”
Stormy rolled her eyes while Icy preferred to glare at Darcy and Harry. Still, they got clothes appropriate for the weather and soon began to eat a modest breakfast.
Being the only one that didn't want to do unspeakable things to Harry, Darcy was tasked to bring up the topic of working together by unspoken decision. “So, Harry. What are your plans after escaping from this place?”
“I guess take a little vacation before going home.” Harry mused aloud. “After that I will get justice.” He hoped the people back home responsible for his current situation were still alive. The Malfoys especially. Though, the rats they were he was sure they were still alive.
“How about we help you with that?” Darcy proposed. Revenge was something she could get behind. “And in exchange you help us get stronger?”
Raising an eyebrow Harry leaned back in his seat. “Stronger in which way? Do you want me to train you or what?”
Darcy shook her head. “No, we know of something that will give you and by extension us unimaginable power.”
Harry couldn't help the slightly derisive chuckle that escaped him “Really?” scepticism clear to hear.
Icy and Stormy didn't seem to appreciate his attitude, but Darcy wasn't bothered by it. “Yes, though we need you specifically.” from then on she explained it the best she could. About the Realm of Relix and what was connected with it.
“Interesting.” Harry commented. To become even stronger was never a bad thing in his opinion. However long he was trapped in this place taught him that much. Being strong meant that he could never be a target for the idiots back home again. He even had an inkling as to where he got the spark of Shadow Phoenix power. The Hallows came to mind quickly enough. “How do we got this Realm of Relix?”
“We got there through the Codex, which was made up of four pieces.” Darcy explained. “But they were used up as far as I know.”
Stormy spoke up next, crossing her arms. “These bothersome fairies also somehow got access to it, but I doubt they'd tell us how they did it.”
“You forget a little detail, sisters.” Icy said smugly. “The Paladins from the Fortress of Light have access to it through their specialized ships. Or did you forget them apprehending us after the Realm of Relix was even more of a ruin.” how else would they have been taken prisoner?
Stormy scowled at that fact. She, like Darcy, had only hazy memories of their time as the Mega Trix. Usually Icy had more control in that situation due to being the eldest. The Witch of Storms also knew that the Fortress of Light was responsible for the Planet Omega and would be alerted to their escape and said as much.
Harry hatched a plan soon after. “How about we let ourselves be captured by these Paladins? Once there we can look for a way to the Realm of Relix.”
“What?!” Stormy exclaimed loudly, shouting for the whole frozen planet to hear. “I won't go back to that monastery!” she hated to have her emotions suppressed, being forced to feel things she didn't truly feel. Why teach witches to corrupt and destroy at Cloud Tower only for them to be hunted down? It made no sense. It never did.
Harry didn't react to the outburst. “Are you finished?” his emerald eyes boring into the cloud-haired girl. “I didn't mean that as literally as you think. We'd simply use a copy and hitch-hike a ride in another form to that Fortress of Light.” to demonstrate he summoned Valtor's corpse. “Inferius!” he cast, a black light leaving his hands and flowing into the corpse.
Valtor rose again, staggering to his feet. Dead and empty eyes the only real difference to before.
All three sisters seemed to be disturbed and gleeful at the same time. “You're a Necromancer!” Icy breathed out, her eyes gaining a greedy gleam as she shot him a hungry gaze. The Council of Light had forbidden that knowledge long ago and burned all the texts.
“One of the many things I know, yes.” It wasn't surprising that he was adept at the so called Dark Magic after so much time in this place. Though he even knew equally as many Light Magic spells. As it turned out there were many innocent people here as well. 'It seems people aren't much different from where the Trix come.' There were innocents here just like in Azkaban. Political enemies or just people that knew too much. Things Harry now knew.
Another spell saw Valtor covered in an illusion to conceal his undead status. “There, he will be the scapegoat while we hide on their ride and go to their base.”
Darcy summed it up. “So, we escape, the Paladins arrive after they get notified of our escape, but only see Valtor. We let them capture him, infiltrate their base, cause chaos and steal a ride to Relix. Did I forget anything?”
“That's pretty much it.” Harry confirmed with a nod.
“I like your style.” Icy complimented, her opinion of him rapidly changing. She got the agreement of her sisters quick enough. Mayhem, destruction and power were like an aphrodisiac to them.
Harry didn't say anything immediately, not yet knowing them good enough to judge if that was a good thing or not. He went with. “Well, we first have to get out of this place.”
It took a about a week for them to arrive at the portal. It was embedded deep into the planet's frozen core. Where prisoners that somehow got free didn't venture under any circumstance, lest they be frozen solid once more. The air was so cold that it nearly felt like a solid wall.
Progress was slow at first, but determination, willpower and magic saw them finally arrive at the portal. Zombie in tow.
“There it is.” Harry called out, inspecting the portal and how it might work. His outfit was a little different. He still wore his armour, but this time he had a shimmering silver cloak around himself, held together by a stone as black as midnight and the hood up.
“Looks sturdy.” Icy commented, the back of her left hand on her hip. Icy's outfit had changed as well. She now wore a thigh-length dark blue top with elbow-length large hanging sleeves, blue graves over light grey tights and and a black belt and black shoes with no heels. She had her hair in a ponytail held together by a long, blue tube-piece.
Stormy spoke up. “Also looks like it is closed.” Her outfit had also changed. It consisted of a maroon top with elbow-length large hanging sleeves, baggy trousers and a tube-top, belts and boots in black. Her hair was made up into a ponytail held with a maroon tube-like piece while her light purple bangs hang down in the front.
In response to their stating the obvious Darcy rolled her eyes and said sarcastically. “What ever gave you both that idea?” Like her sisters she too had a change in outfit. Hers consisted of a purple top with openings on her shoulders and large sleeves that open up at the elbow and flow down to her knees, a deep-purple plate of armour that covers her chest and forms into a belt over lavender-coloured section of her top, baggy purple trousers and deep-purple ankle-high boots.
Something they all had in common now was that they forewent the usual excessive make-up, as well as using boots without heels. Though, while still on the more revealing side Harry's magic inside them kept them warm for some reason and made them as immune to the cold atmosphere as he was.
Seeing a fight coming, Harry intervened out of habit. A week of constant bickering was grating on his nerves a little. “Girls, no fighting!” He commanded. After so much time surviving, fighting and killing Harry's voice carried a certain amount of authority. “We just need to put a crack in it to get something to work with.”
“Say no more.” Icy eager to get out and look good was the first to walk towards the portal and beckoned her sisters to follow. “Ladies!”
Curious to see their abilities Harry held back and watched.
The three attacked as one, firing an orb of combined magic at the centre of the structure. The smell of ozone was in the air as the bolt of magic was stopped in its tracks. A second later a flash of light emanated from the gate and their attack was repelled. “Oh no!” Too shocked to evade or defend it promptly exploded in the Trix' faces, causing them to fly back.
Harry caught Stormy, who flew directly at him, in his arms. Icy and Darcy he prevented from crashing into the ground by catching them with a Levitation Charm. A moment later he lowered them all gently to the ground. “The gate is reinforced with magic.” he annotated casually, a small smile on his lips as he chuckled.
Unwilling to give up Icy responded. “I think I know how to overcome that.” she turned to Harry and suggested. “It should be enough when we all attack it together.”
Seeing nothing wrong with that, Harry agreed. They surrounded the circular portal with Icy standing in the northern direction, Darcy in the West, Stormy in the South and Harry in the East. “On three!” Harry called out, preparing his attack, a Reductor Curse of monumental strength.
“1...2...3.”
All four unleashed their attacks at the same time, concentrating it at the middle of the portal. A few seconds later the magical protection was overloaded and shattered.
Done with that Harry jumped down and laid his hand on the crack and established a connection to the other side, preparing to throw the portal wide open.
“That should get us noticed in no time.” He said, knowing from the Trix that these Paladins would come to seal the portal and put them back in prison. A blueish flame engulfed them all in an instant, transporting them away from the desolate and frozen wasteland known as Planet Omega.
With that they were whisked away together with their undead minion.
Planet Andros.
On the other side was an inverted replica of the portal.
As soon as they arrived Harry and Darcy worked together to make them invisible, only showing their thrall to the world. Though, the minion was masked by an illusion to hide his status as an undead.
“What now?” Icy inquired, looking around. Andros was pretty boring with 90% of the planet being covered by water. She itched for some mayhem and knew her sisters were the same. On every world it was like an instinct, an urge, to spread chaos and destruction. It was like an itch that needed scratching, as if something was wrong and destruction could fix it. She didn't know why that was and neither did the witch bother to find out.
Taking in the stormy sea and breathing the air of freedom, Harry smiled. “Now we wait.” his eyes fell on the armoured mermaids in the water. “But why shouldn't we have some entertainment?” with that he commanded his minion. “Attack the mermaids, but don't kill them.”
Inferi were vulnerable against fire, but this was an Ocean World and therefore perfect for the undead. Soon enough the corpse was engaged in combat, easily dominating the mermaids with his superior speed that came from not feeling pain or having limiters on his muscles. However, Harry made him attack with some simple bolts of magic this Inferi was capable of.
Harry had expected to wait a day or two, but surprisingly it took maybe an hour for a fairy to arrive. The first fairy he saw in his life. She had dark skinned and looked fairly beautiful. The fairy woreasparkly green one-shoulder top, a sparkly green mini skirt atop green mini shorts, and green calf-high boots. There was a green sash connecting her top and skirt, and several silver rings around her outfit and on her arms. Her wings are sky blue with mauve tips.
All in all, too much sparkle for his tastes.
“Aisha!” Stormy growled out, instinctively preparing to throw a lightning bolt her way.
“Stop it, you idiot!” Icy snarled out, slapping her sister's hand and stopping the attack from firing. “Do you want us to be discovered?”
Harry silenced them by clenching his fist, forcing their voices to vanish with the help of his mark on them. It was a clear warning to them and in response they just nodded their heads.
Aisha was overwhelmed by the undead after some time. She had the advantage of flight, but had to protect the mermaids as well.
Then, as if called, the Paladins arrived out of a wormhole in some kind of futuristic vehicle.
From then on it was over quickly. The weak magic of their puppet couldn't overcome the resistance of the Paladins and was subdued as a result.
Flying over towards the ship and entering unnoticed Harry's group overheard one of the Paladins say. “Don't you think this was too easy?”
The other wasn't nearly as interested in that and simply shrugged in his heavy armour. “He was most likely weakened by the Omega Planet's coldness. Breaking through the portal surely didn't help. Not to mention our resistance to magic.” he tried to rationalize and did a pretty good job too.
Still unsure the first had frown on his face as he took in the prisoner. He was glaring at him in hatred from behind the bars. “You're probably right.” he finally admitted reluctantly.
Patting his colleague on the shoulder, the second one tried to cheer him up. “Don't be so glum. We captured Valtor. I bet the fairies will be all over us for that.” he said with a jolly laugh.
It only made his partner blush, obviously the junior of the two.
Disguised and stored away on board the quartet waited for the right time to strike. A time which came not long after.
Fortress of Light.
The sacred temple of the Fortress of Light is located on a huge rocky mountain immersed in the clouds. It's exact location is known only to a select few. The Fortress could only be reached by travelling through dimensions; something that requires those seeking to go there to be very well versed in magic or use the vehicles of the Red Fountain.
The temple maintained a stately and imposing appearance with its magnificent exterior walls. It also held a large purification cell inside for those who have committed serious crimes, which seeks to prime the prisoners into redemption, rather than punishing them for the extent of their crimes.
The Knights of the Fortress of Light also lived there as the guardians of the temple.
The Trix were obviously unease being here and glared and sneered at anything they saw.
As soon as they landed Harry and Stormy crept behind the two Paladins with ease. Stormy knocked hers out while Harry cast. “Imperio.” taking over the man's mind with ease. Next he ripped the Paladins' gems off and overloaded them with as much magical energy as he could, which was a lot. It caused them to cackle with electricity and crack fast as they grew completely unstable.
They then freed their minion, stuffed the crystals inside and set him loose. Casting the Mark of Valtor into the sky similar to the Dark Mark of Voldemort Harry put all the blame on a dead man. Harry knew from the wizard's memories that he hated the Company of Light and everything associated with them, making this all the easier.
Next Harry stood on the ramp, cast the Sonorous Charm on himself and imitated Valtor's voice with a spell. “I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE! RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!” a second later he attacked with much more dangerous spells than before, enhanced by the crystals and taking down Paladins by the dozens.
While their minion caused chaos and distraction Harry commanded his new Thrall. “Give in the coordinates for the Realm of Relix.” his mind-slave promptly did so quickly and efficiently. “Good, now wait on my mark and then get us there.”
Harry looked outside and noted that his minion was nearly finished one way or the other. Either he was overwhelmed by the Paladins or he exploded from the unstable crystals. The latter was the case, causing a devastating explosion to erupt, blasting away everyone in the vicinity with its brilliance and power.
“Go!” The wizard commanded, using the noise and smoke from the explosion before them as cover to escape unseen.
His new thrall punched the button, erecting a wormhole and flew straight through.
The witches smiled gleefully.
Destination: Relix.
