His hand found its way to her face, the blow stinging, sure to 表示する in black and blue the 次 day.
“Useless. Helpless. Troublesome child.” The man snarled as he looked down at his daughter trembling in the corner. Her head buried in her hands—in an ineffective attempt to child herself from the man’s hard fists. Of course when he couldn’t strike her face he settled for a 迅速, スウィフト kick to her ribs cage. A kick just hard enough to lay her face down on the floor. She wouldn’t cry this time.
Another kick, this time to the head. “Weak, pathetic, waste of space.” He bellowed words slurred によって his clear intoxication. Her father kicked her again, she was used to him beating her in his drunken rage. It happened near daily. She always assumed it was his way of coping with the death of his wife two years prior, when the girl herself was only six. “Come on! Defend yourself.” He hollered. He lifted the girl off the ground によって the 襟, 首輪 of her ティール t-shirt. Another パンチ to the face. “Too weak to fight back. You’ll always be helpless. You’ll never be anything もっと見る than the powerless little girl あなた are now.” He paused and resumed only to repeat himself “Never be nothing もっと見る than…than uuuusless.” によって the end his voice was a muffled slur. Too drunk to even get the words out right. “Damn useless piece of…” He trailed of giving the child a violent shake. A shake that bought her surprised tears forth as she looked into her father’s eyes. His face twisted into a scowl もっと見る demonic than human. Angry wrinkles creasing the man’s brow and lining his forehead. He threw her to the ground, a sickly thud signaled her head meeting the hardwood floor. She cried out, as small and helpless sound. He rested his foot on her stomach and glared down at her. “This is and will always be your place…conquered, defeated, and powerless.”
She’d prove him wrong one day…
One day…
Her feet pounded on the pavement a long six years (not unfilled with abuse and suffering) later, frigid blood—still fresh and leaking from the gash on her forehead into her eyes and down her pale cheek. She had no clue where she’d go, but she’d rather lead a 通り, ストリート rat’s life out there in the piercing cold, than live another 日 with the demon she once called “daddy.” When she felt that she was at a 安全, 安全です distance from what was once her home, the young woman collapsed onto the snowy ground panting quite heavily. The chill edging up her skin was strangely euphoric as it crept its way over and into her body. It felt somehow very right, righter than anything had ever been. She felt almost connected to the frost numbing her fingers from the very tip down. She let out a soft sigh of pleasure and pressed her cheek deeper into the snow. Things would change today, she didn’t know how, but she knew they would. Only three moons later a woman with a noticeably pointed nose, wearing robes of the deepest purple took her によって the hand with promises of a place to stay and magic to learn. A place that offered lessons that would surely insure she’d never feel defenseless again. She would master the spells (of the darkest nature). She’d perfect them. She’d use them to conquer. She owed it to herself. Looking up at the woman named Griffin, she got to her feet and followed her into a portal that had just opened.
Seven years had been good to the woman as she loomed over the freshman, a rush of power and adrenalin pushing her on. Years of magic practice—one on one with the head mistress and when she was old enough, in a classroom—deserved to be shown off and bragged about. She was stronger than any other student in the school, she knew it…she thrived on it. A large crowd of witches had gathered around, pressuring her onward. They always seemed to enjoy the shows she put on. She nudged Mirta with the toe of her boot. The slight whimper 与えられた took her back to a time she never wished to recall, she almost changed her mind about provoking the victim any further. But better than anyone else crowded in that hallway, she knew it was victimize または be victimized. And she’d be the victim no more. “You were wrong father” she whispered bitterly to herself. “I know where the flame is. I’ll have it and be もっと見る powerful than I am even now.” With that she, continued pushing the younger witch around as if her father could see and eat his words.
Never again would Icy let herself be conquered.
“Useless. Helpless. Troublesome child.” The man snarled as he looked down at his daughter trembling in the corner. Her head buried in her hands—in an ineffective attempt to child herself from the man’s hard fists. Of course when he couldn’t strike her face he settled for a 迅速, スウィフト kick to her ribs cage. A kick just hard enough to lay her face down on the floor. She wouldn’t cry this time.
Another kick, this time to the head. “Weak, pathetic, waste of space.” He bellowed words slurred によって his clear intoxication. Her father kicked her again, she was used to him beating her in his drunken rage. It happened near daily. She always assumed it was his way of coping with the death of his wife two years prior, when the girl herself was only six. “Come on! Defend yourself.” He hollered. He lifted the girl off the ground によって the 襟, 首輪 of her ティール t-shirt. Another パンチ to the face. “Too weak to fight back. You’ll always be helpless. You’ll never be anything もっと見る than the powerless little girl あなた are now.” He paused and resumed only to repeat himself “Never be nothing もっと見る than…than uuuusless.” によって the end his voice was a muffled slur. Too drunk to even get the words out right. “Damn useless piece of…” He trailed of giving the child a violent shake. A shake that bought her surprised tears forth as she looked into her father’s eyes. His face twisted into a scowl もっと見る demonic than human. Angry wrinkles creasing the man’s brow and lining his forehead. He threw her to the ground, a sickly thud signaled her head meeting the hardwood floor. She cried out, as small and helpless sound. He rested his foot on her stomach and glared down at her. “This is and will always be your place…conquered, defeated, and powerless.”
She’d prove him wrong one day…
One day…
Her feet pounded on the pavement a long six years (not unfilled with abuse and suffering) later, frigid blood—still fresh and leaking from the gash on her forehead into her eyes and down her pale cheek. She had no clue where she’d go, but she’d rather lead a 通り, ストリート rat’s life out there in the piercing cold, than live another 日 with the demon she once called “daddy.” When she felt that she was at a 安全, 安全です distance from what was once her home, the young woman collapsed onto the snowy ground panting quite heavily. The chill edging up her skin was strangely euphoric as it crept its way over and into her body. It felt somehow very right, righter than anything had ever been. She felt almost connected to the frost numbing her fingers from the very tip down. She let out a soft sigh of pleasure and pressed her cheek deeper into the snow. Things would change today, she didn’t know how, but she knew they would. Only three moons later a woman with a noticeably pointed nose, wearing robes of the deepest purple took her によって the hand with promises of a place to stay and magic to learn. A place that offered lessons that would surely insure she’d never feel defenseless again. She would master the spells (of the darkest nature). She’d perfect them. She’d use them to conquer. She owed it to herself. Looking up at the woman named Griffin, she got to her feet and followed her into a portal that had just opened.
Seven years had been good to the woman as she loomed over the freshman, a rush of power and adrenalin pushing her on. Years of magic practice—one on one with the head mistress and when she was old enough, in a classroom—deserved to be shown off and bragged about. She was stronger than any other student in the school, she knew it…she thrived on it. A large crowd of witches had gathered around, pressuring her onward. They always seemed to enjoy the shows she put on. She nudged Mirta with the toe of her boot. The slight whimper 与えられた took her back to a time she never wished to recall, she almost changed her mind about provoking the victim any further. But better than anyone else crowded in that hallway, she knew it was victimize または be victimized. And she’d be the victim no more. “You were wrong father” she whispered bitterly to herself. “I know where the flame is. I’ll have it and be もっと見る powerful than I am even now.” With that she, continued pushing the younger witch around as if her father could see and eat his words.
Never again would Icy let herself be conquered.
Get your sky high hands up!
It's the Winx girls - what's up?
Wild, winged and wonderful
あなた turn our sparkle on - your power makes us strong
あなた keep us where we belong
~Chorus~
Tod-a-a-a-a-y
We gonna celebra-a-a-te
And shout "heyyy he-e-e-e-y"
Because あなた believed it
We are the ma-a-a-gic
We.... are Believix!
We are Believix!!
We're the sound of wonder
Hear our 虹 thunder
Feeling fairy powerful
We'll turn your smile up loud - we're flying high and proud
Like we're a sunshine through the clouds
~Chorus~
Tod-a-a-a-a-y
We gonna celebra-a-ate
And shout "heyyyy h-e-e-y
Because あなた believed it
We are the ma-a-gic
We.. are Believix!
We are Believix!
We're fast on the magic track!
Making shimmy, shimmy snap!
Yeah we got it back
And we never give in
Hands up!
And aw-a-ay we go!
This isn't Trix stuff, and illusion, no!!
Cause あなた believed us!
あなた believed us.
<repeat chorus>
We are Believix!
We are Believix!!
We are Believix!!!!!
It's the Winx girls - what's up?
Wild, winged and wonderful
あなた turn our sparkle on - your power makes us strong
あなた keep us where we belong
~Chorus~
Tod-a-a-a-a-y
We gonna celebra-a-a-te
And shout "heyyy he-e-e-e-y"
Because あなた believed it
We are the ma-a-a-gic
We.... are Believix!
We are Believix!!
We're the sound of wonder
Hear our 虹 thunder
Feeling fairy powerful
We'll turn your smile up loud - we're flying high and proud
Like we're a sunshine through the clouds
~Chorus~
Tod-a-a-a-a-y
We gonna celebra-a-ate
And shout "heyyyy h-e-e-y
Because あなた believed it
We are the ma-a-gic
We.. are Believix!
We are Believix!
We're fast on the magic track!
Making shimmy, shimmy snap!
Yeah we got it back
And we never give in
Hands up!
And aw-a-ay we go!
This isn't Trix stuff, and illusion, no!!
Cause あなた believed us!
あなた believed us.
<repeat chorus>
We are Believix!
We are Believix!!
We are Believix!!!!!
Layla: Whoa, is that Timmy?
Flora: I think it is.
Tecna was in shock and not to mention heartbroken. She starts to get a tear in her eye.
Musa: Oh Tecna.
Musa moves over to her and gives her a small hug.
Brandon: There’s got to be a reason for this.
Musa: Well there’s only one solution.
Sky: And whats that?
Musa: The direct approach.
Musa gets up and makes her way over to Timmy. As she makes her way over there, she faintly hears Timmy say:
Timmy: I 愛 you. See あなた tomorrow.
Then the girl walks off. Musa moves over to Timmy and screams in his face:
Musa: WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT!
Timmy: What, what do あなた mean?
Musa: That girl! Who is she? Why did あなた just say I 愛 あなた to her.
Suddenly Musa starts to get tears in her eyes.
Musa: How could あなた hurt Tecna like that?
Musa, than walks off, wiping away her tears.
Tecna: Come on guys, I think it’s best if we go back to Alfea.
To be contd...
Flora: I think it is.
Tecna was in shock and not to mention heartbroken. She starts to get a tear in her eye.
Musa: Oh Tecna.
Musa moves over to her and gives her a small hug.
Brandon: There’s got to be a reason for this.
Musa: Well there’s only one solution.
Sky: And whats that?
Musa: The direct approach.
Musa gets up and makes her way over to Timmy. As she makes her way over there, she faintly hears Timmy say:
Timmy: I 愛 you. See あなた tomorrow.
Then the girl walks off. Musa moves over to Timmy and screams in his face:
Musa: WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT!
Timmy: What, what do あなた mean?
Musa: That girl! Who is she? Why did あなた just say I 愛 あなた to her.
Suddenly Musa starts to get tears in her eyes.
Musa: How could あなた hurt Tecna like that?
Musa, than walks off, wiping away her tears.
Tecna: Come on guys, I think it’s best if we go back to Alfea.
To be contd...