Fate: your own story ( winx)

Farah and Saul exchanged a look. “This is something I have to do many myself. Besides, Rosalind is immensely powerful.”

“You are not coming,” Farah ordered. Her tone was final. “She trained me too.”

Farah nodded determinedly.

Beside Anya, Eve tensed.

Farah looked at Saul and spoke softly. "Keep them here. I can handle her."

Saul nodded back. "Stay safe, Farah," he murmured.

Farah turned and left, presumably to find and face Rosalind.

"Dad," Eve spoke up.

Saul lifted his tired gaze to her and Anya. "Yes, my darling?"

"We're going to go back to our rooms," she said. "If that's okay."

He nodded. "Of course."

Once they were out of the office's earshot, Eve sighed. "I'm worried," was all she had to say.

"The visions… I saw my mother die," she whispered. "Rosalind is powerful. What if…?"

Eve hugged her back tightly. "I can't stop seeing it," she whimpered. "I can't loose her. Alfea can't loose her."

Eve trembled. "Okay…"

Eve nodded, relaxing against Anya. "Okay," she repeated. "Okay."

Eve laid back among the sheets and sighed. "Would it be too much for me to feel out for her?"

–

Farah made her way to the Stone Circle. Upon first sight, it looked empty, but as she'd learned in dealing with Rosalind, nothing was as it seemed upon first sight. She stepped into the circle and looked around with a narrowed, glowing gaze. "I know you're here," she called as her eyes turned silver-blue from their natural brown.

A few seconds passed, and still Farah didn't leave. Eventually, a shimmer appeared at the opposite side of the circle at the very edge as an older fairy waved away the light magic that had made her invisible. A wicked smile donned on her lips as she took a few steps into the center of the stones. "Hello, Farah."

Eve looked at her meaningfully. "I'll try, but that's not something I can control right now." Still, she let her eyes glow with the use of her powers and tried to recognize her mother's familiar emotions.

–

Farah stiffened at the sight of her old mentor. "Rosalind." She bit out her name. "Stay away from my school."

Rosalind's expression was sweet but venomous. "Oh, don't tell me you're the headmistress of Alfea now. How disappointing. Let me guess… Saul is the Specialist headmaster then?" Farah exhaled swiftly through her nose, telling Rosalind everything she wanted to know, and her eyes glittered with the knowledge. "Ah, I see. And… doesn't my daughter attend 'your school' now?" She used the words "your school" mockingly.

Alarm flashed through Farah's eyes, but she refused to act on it. Momentarily. "Your daughter?"

Rosalind smiled easily. "Anya. I practically raised her after all."

Eve winced slightly, still searching. Suddenly, she got a read. "I think I found her!"

–

"That doesn't make her your daughter," Farah replied sharply. "Stop twisting the truth, Rosalind."

"Well, she's nearly as powerful as me, don't you think?" Rosalind innocently questioned. "I think so. Especially after seeing her save you and Saul from those Burned Ones. Quite an impressive display. And… she was with someone else. Another powerful fairy." Her eyes widened. "Your daughter."

Farah's heart began to race. "Stay away from her."

"Or what?" Rosalind asked quickly. "Am I wrong? Your daughter has strength unlike anything the Otherworld has ever seen. Not like she'd know it from how you keep her monitored on your little leash. You and Saul… a daughter. What's her name? No, wait. I know it. Eve, right?"

Panic seized Farah. She was never this emotionally vulnerable unless someone threatened her daughter, which Rosalind was blatantly doing now. "Stop."

–

Farah's bolt of panic chased by cold fear ripped through Eve with starting force. She gasped, clutching her chest and panting suddenly.

Eve struggled to draw a breath. "She's… She's panicking. I think she found Rosalind. But I don't know why she would be so scared."

–

"You're so protective of your daughter because you're afraid of what she'll become without your guidance," Rosalind predicted, very accurately. "You're afraid that when she discovers the extent of her abilities, you may never get her back."

Farah's eyes narrowed. "That's not true."

"You're terrified of your own power, and now you've imprinted that fear on your daughter. And mine. Eve and Anya together have the power to change the Otherworld as we know it!" Rosalind exclaimed. "And you refuse to see it!"

“No,” Farah corrected. Her eyes blazed as she stared down her former mentor. “I refuse to allow you to manipulate them into doing whatever it is you have planned for them. You won’t lay a finger on Anya or my daughter."

"No," Eve said, looking into Anya's eyes. "I know what adrenaline feels like. This isn't it. She's terrified."

–

Rosalind tilted her head to the side and smirked. "We'll just have to see about that, now won't we, dear Farah." She glanced and nodded at someone off to the side, at the edge of the Stone Circle who had been concealed in the shadows.

Farah looked over as well, and her eyes widened at who she saw.

(Either Andreas or Anya's dad. If you want it to be Anya's dad, you can do him. If it's Andreas, I can write him nbd)