Fate: your own story ( winx)

Dowling looked at Silva with a tired smile. "Thank you."

He winked back. "Of course." With that, he turned to fend off another Burned One while Dowling shook her head and went to assist Anya.

Dowling noticed a Burned One coming up behind Anya's back. She waved her hand, and the Burned One went flying. Farah knelt beside Anya and whispered calmly and firmly in her ear. "I know who taught you. Don't even try to deny it. Get back to the school right now. I can't afford to have you here when your previous training was far from sufficient and potentially dangerous."

Eve finally had recovered enough to maintain a slow jog as she headed in the same direction Anya had. With her long legs, she got there quickly.

Farah shoved a Burned One away again and took a quick inventory. Of the five, they'd killed three. She turned back to Anya. "I need you to leave. Now." Her eyes lifted to see Eve coming towards them. She swore under her breath. "And you brought my daughter?"

The Headmistress' eyes were set. "Go back. And take Eve with you." Her tone left no room for questioning.

"Farah," Saul called as the two Burned Ones approached him. "I could use some fairy magic right about now."

Quickly, Farah rose and used her magic to throw the Burned Ones in opposite directions. "Now," she ordered Anya as she headed toward the Burned One she'd throw towards the woods while Saul headed for the opposite one.

Eve caught Anya in her arms. "Slow down," she urged. "You're hotter than hell right now. What's going on?"

Panic seized Eve. "Too many? What in the Otherworld do you mean? How many are there?" she demanded, looking back at where she'd seen Anya come from. She couldn't see her parents.

"How many, Anya?" Eve asked. She was panting for breath, and it wasn't because of her jog.

"Twelve?!" Eve cried. She swiftly side-stepped Anya and bolted towards the forest where she saw spits of her mother's magic flash between the trees.

Eve ignored her and ran faster. Twelve Burned Ones? What was Dowling thinking?

Eve scrambled to a stop, seeing her parents back-to-back, battling Burned Ones. They were both exhausted, but they fought hard all the same.

Eve looked back at Anya. "A barrier?" she asked.

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Meanwhile, Dowling and Silva's strengths were beginning to fade.

"Darling," Saul murmured, feeling Farah leaning heavily against his back. "Are you alright?"

"No," she replied, and he could hear the wear in her tone. As the Burned Ones surrounded them, snarling and growling, Saul slipped his hand into Farah's and squeezed.

"I love you," he murmured.

"I love you too."

Eve extended her hands and channeled a flow of magic up from the ground to create a barrier around her parents while Anya went to work destroying the Burned Ones.

Farah and Saul's eyes went wide, and they watched as the Burned Ones shrieked and swung at Anya.

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Eve let the temporary barrier drop and leaned against a tree, drained.

Saul ran to Eve while Farah knelt by Anya. "Are you alright?" she asked the girl worriedly.

Farah looked hesitant to speak, but she nodded slowly. "Thank you," she whispered, looking past Anya to where the Burned Ones had fled.

Farah scooped Anya up and carried her over to Saul and Eve. Seeing her partner in her mother's arms, Eve straightened up and reached for Anya's hand. "Anya?" she whispered.