Meanwhile, in Alfea College...
"Okay, red for determination," Isabela began. "Orange for Bravery. Justice, yellow. Kindness, green. Blue, Patience. Indigo or dark blue, Integrity. Purple, uh... snap."
She began snapping her fingers as she tried to memorize. "Oh come on, Isabela. You just made some research and now you forget? Jeez, sometimes I wonder how I manage to do paperwork about bioweapons. Oh wait, I type them into a document. Ha, at least I'm using my brain."
Just recently, she had went through a rough adventure. Meeting Chris Redfield and Sheva Alomar, she was gone for three days in Africa to stop a villain named Albert Wesker, a man who began the Bio-Organic Weapon war. History may not have it, but it was true that this man created many kinds of bioweapons to reach his goal: recreate the world. For a moment, Isabela had thought if she'd go crazy. After all, the last thing she checked, all that was a video game.
"'Philosopher's stone,' 'A new Genesis,' that's just bullcrap! Yeah, like what Chris said." Isabela recalled. "Wait, how did I get into that topic while memorizing the seven prime virtues? Oh man... it's official. I'm stressed. And probably going insane. Haha."
Knock knock! The sound of wood was echoing through her room. The raven jumped, alarmed.
"Friezus. At least it's better than being in that weird... what do you call that place? A ship? Whatever it was, it was about to explode!" Isabela continued ranting. "And to top it off, we had to face Majinis here and there and... oh glob... those things..."
Shaking her head at the gross memory of mutant bugs, she went to answer the door of her lone room. "Sino sila? (Who's there?)" She asked in her own native language.
In front stood a student four years older than her. She had brown hair with a shade of red, matched with red eyes which shone of determination, well at least for Isabela. She wore a light red vest with a frilly zipper over a blouse with sleeves that went to her elbow. The sleeves had frills as well. She also had blue high-waist pants which were tight in the thighs but as it goes to the legs, it becomes more flowy, making her look stylish.
"Isabela, you're being called." The brunette stated.
"What? What for?" Isabela quizzed. "Most importantly, who called?"
"Professor Wizgiz." The other stated. "You're late."
Those two last words caused the young fairy to widen her eyes. She scurried for her small bag with everything she needed. Puzzled, the other could only watch in utter amusement and confusion. Why does she need to pack up? She wondered. She could snap her fingers to summon her notebook, right? Well, she isn't a full-fledged fairy, so maybe that explains it.
Isabela finished taking her things and got ready to leave. "I am ready to be shamed." She joked, hoping it would be that way.
"Come on, let's go." The elder fairy stated, with Isabela following her to the classroom.
The trip was rather silent and awkward. Isabela never usually talked to other fairies, since she was only familiar with the Winx and a few more, considering she had watched Winx Club since second grade. She could recognize Alice, Clarissa, Amaryl and Nova, but the person she was with was different.
The school's large, she thought to herself. Of course there's more students here. I am such an idiot, even Flowey could agree.
"So, what were you doing in your room?" The student with her asked, popping a conversation. "I heard you ranting to yourself about random things."
Isabela stopped dead on her tracks and said, "What things?"
"About... bullcrap and stuff." The other fairy answered. Isabela rubbed her hands on her face, mumbling to herself about how stupid she is for loudly ranting. After that she laughs nervously, and then stops. "I'm just stressed."
"What do you mean?" The other fairy quizzes. The raven sighs, then answers. "I don't know, I mean, I'm informative support for the Winx's mission since I know what they'll face."
"Well, you should take it easy, then." The elder advises. The younger nodded, sighing.
Silence fell once again. For a moment, it felt awkward for Isabela.
"I'm Isabela, keeper of the Sun Flame." She began introducing herself. "I just got into the school to learn how to use my powers correctly."
"And so I've heard," the elder chuckled. "You found that Amulet on Earth?"
Isabela was nevertheless shocked. Sure, Miss Faragonda told that to everyone in the whole school, but it still felt new to her. It's like the day when she first entered the Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance. Again.
She remembered the time when everybody thought she was a threat. She trained under Chris Redfield, one of the Original 11. The girl, though young, was trained to be a soldier to fight against bioterrorism and other evil she could ever face. The struggle was real, as she had to prove herself to the everyone. She even had initial training with Aisha sometimes. Even her own identity was hidden as a fairy, until she could prove herself trustworthy.
"I will prove myself! I'm in your side, and I'm not a bioweapon! I just earned my powers somehow!" She once said. Now, it's just a memory she could either cringe or laugh about.
"Y-yeah," the raven shyly scratched her nape. "But it's more like this-person-found-a-falling-star-and-it-turned-out-to-be-an-amulet-so-she-decided-to-sell-it instead. Well, even so, if it was that way, it could have been taken by someone else who clearly doesn't believe in magic. The Amulet was bought by me."
The elder nodded. "I see. Maybe you're fated to have it after all."
"Haha, I can see that." Isabela replied. "Hey, I didn't get your name."
The elder laughed awkwardly. "Silly me, where are my manners? I'm Kaye. Kaye Felton."
"Earth?"
"Yes."
"Element?"
"I'm not really a fairy."
Isabela blinked in disbelief. "What? How'd you get in? What are you, really?"
"I'm more of a sorceress," Kaye stated. "I told Miss Faragonda that my intention was to study Fairy Magic further to understand how it works. It may be similar to Arcane Magic but it also has its differences."
Isabela's head seemed to have spun. "Okay, this sounds like another video game I've seen, or the fanmade Winx story by Alexesx3 on YouTube--the Arcanix Acts. Well, whatever. Or Diablo II or Diablo III. But then, I'm living a fantasy world. Whatever. I get too influenced by the things I like or love."
The other laughed at Isabela's sense of humor. She sure knows a lot.
They neared the classroom. Isabela gulped, straightened herself and stood guard. "I am still ready to be shamed. I stand corrected for being late."
Kaye opened the door. Professor Wizgiz was about to begin.
"Girls! What took you so long?" Asked the dwarf as he eyed the human-fairy in polka dots. Isabela breathed and explained, "We decided to talk along the way, and, well, before that I was trying to be informative support for the Winx and their mission."
Wizgiz sighed. Tecna could have been informative support, but with her being in the mission itself, there had to be another student. Unfortunately, not a single student in the school knows about Mt. Ebott and the rest of the situation well other than Isabela. Sometimes the teacher wondered how the younger one handled the stress in the first place.
Isabela was asking herself the same question as well.
"You are excused, but next time, you will have to face the consequences." The professor announced. "Is that clear, Isabela?"
The raven nodded. "Clear as crystal glass."
"You may sit." Wizgiz motioned for the two students to sit down with the rest.
I have a feeling that this will be a long day. Isabela had thought, preparing herself for the discussion ahead.