Fate: The Winx Saga

No sleep around here.

Feckin' sheep!

Seventeen, 18, 19, 20…

Feckin' sheep.

What's wrong with ya?

Where's your mate?

Hmm?

Out there?

Oh shit!

Huh?

Wow. You are so lost.

I'm impressed with your confidence in the face of complete ignorance.

Issue is, you're overcommitted. I mean, you're essentially running.

And now that I'm here, you can't give me the satisfaction of turning around...

I don't need help, but thanks.

I don't remember offering it.

So presumptuous.

You must be a fairy.

I am a fairy.

Sorry, that's just something I never thought I would say.

It's an odd thing,

considering you're standing in a courtyard of a college for fairies.

We don't have a lot of those where I'm from.

And what realm are you from?

California.

- Oh, you're not from the Otherworld? - I'm not.

If you want your mind blown, three months ago,

I didn't even know the Otherworld existed.

Um…

If you are lost, which I'm not saying you are,

and you need help, which I'm not saying I'm offering…

This is the Specialist Hall.

The Fairy Hall is that way.

Oh, the Specialist Hall. Obviously.

Hm.

And I definitely know what a Specialist is!

- Right. Sorry, I'd be happy to... - Mansplain it?

- No. - Sure.

Kinda seems like your thing.

Quit perving on the first years.

- Riv, just give me one second. Yeah? - Why? You gonna chase her?

Nope.

How are you, man?

- Bloom. - Yeah. You must be Stella.

Hi.

I was… waiting. I just… I got impatient.

How very American of you. Shall we?

Miss Dowling tells me this is your first time in the Otherworld.

I hope your trip was painless.

Miss Dowling gave me a time and location where there'd be a gateway.

It was in the middle of nowhere, so it wasn't convenient.

The headmistress likes to do things by the book,

and keeping your world a secret from ours is chapter one,

no matter how inconvenient it may be.

But if you ever want to go back…

That's a whole lot of ring.

Family heirloom. Gateway ring.

The only thing that keeps you sane in this place is the ability to leave it.

Your world may not always be thrilling, but it beats this one.

There are seven realms in the Otherworld, each a different kind of boring.

Think of Alfea as your new home.

I'm sure it must be overwhelming, an entirely new world.

And yet I saw no less than three people updating their Insta stories.

I was half-expecting a school full of Tinkerbells zipping around.

Disappointed?

Just kinda bummed I didn't see a single pair of wings.

Hm. Well, we had wings in the past.

As we've evolved, transformation magic has been lost.

Also, Tink was an air fairy.

You're a fire fairy.

Yeah, that much I know.

- So, when do we… we start? - Classes begin tomorrow.

You'll start with the basics. Learn to use your magic slowly but safely.

When you say… slowly…

I mean it.

Magic can be dangerous,

as you well know.

Our curriculum is designed with that in mind.

Trust the process.

The slow process.

Alfea's graduates have ruled realms and led armies.

They've forged powerful relics…

and rediscovered long-lost magic.

They shape the Otherworld.

If you succeed here,

you will too.

Well, this place, the Otherworld, uh… Alfea,

it seems amazing. It…

This isn't my home.

I don't need to rule a realm or lead an army and…

I'm here because you promised you'd teach me control.

No, Bloom.

You're here because you knew you had no other choice.

How was your flight?

Good. You know, long.

- Well, the room looks nice. - It is.

- It's big. - Roommates?

Friends?

It's literally hour one of day one, Mom.

Don't glare.

You can learn a lot about people on their first day.

Everyone seems… cool, I guess.

I mean, it's five girls in an enclosed space,

so it's a matter of time before we descend into a Lord of the Flies situation and…

kill each other.

Lady of the Flies, sweetie. Don't be sexist.

Could you at least make an effort to be social, Bloom?

I know how you are. This is a fresh start.

- Don't just sit in your room... - Got it, Mom. Thank you.

Hey, I see a window. Do you have a nice view?

No, the first years have crap views.

Well, I bet the worst view of the Alps is better than the best view of Gardenia.

What time is it there, by the way? It seems bright.

Oh…

Yeah, actually, um, it…

- All right. - It's… It's…

- Lights out. Phones off. - Uh, gotta go, guys.

- I love you. - Love you too, sweetie.

You're a lifesaver.

I'll answer to that.

Or to Aisha.

Just wanted to get in your good graces so you don't go Lady of the Flies on me.

Do I wanna know why they think you're in the Alps?

My… parents are both human.

So they think that Alfea is an international boarding school

in Switzerland.

Human parents, fairy daughter?

Mm-hmm.

Miss Dowling said there's, um, a fairy somewhere in my family tree,

like a long-dormant magical bloodline.

One of these days, I'm gonna get used to how absolutely ridiculous this all sounds.

Oh my God.

Are you the one person in the universe who's never read Harry Potter?

Please. If you knew how many hours I have wasted taking Sorting Hat quizzes…

Ravenclaw?

Sometimes Slytherin, yeah.

That explains the lies then.

Hm. Let me guess. Gryffindor.

Explains the judgment.

May I help you?

Are you changing?

I am.

I thought the orientation party was a casual thing.

It is.

So, a casual thing you're changing for?

People have seen me in this outfit already.

They'll expect something different.

People expect you to wear multiple outfits a day?

People expect me to care how I look.

Something else?

That light, that's… magic.

How exactly do you...

I'm a mentor, not a tutor.

Look, this is something you'll learn on your first day in class,

but fairy magic is linked to emotion.

It could be good thoughts, could be bad.

Love. Hatred. Fear.

The stronger the emotion, the stronger the magic.

So, do you… …do you hate me or do you fear me?

You were just looking at me when you did the… spell.

I'm pretty sure you don't love me, so…

Well, I don't know you.

But I'm sure once I do, I'll find…

something to love.

Yeah.

Shared space, Terra.

Everyone loved The Secret Garden because it was a secret.

Actually, that's not quite the message of The Secret Garden.

It's a story about how when things are kept private

their benefits aren't fully appreciated.

OK.

Well, she seems lovely.

She's just having fun.

I know it's a lot. Shocker. Earth fairy called Terra likes plants.

It's a family thing. I've got this cousin called Flora,

my mum's Rose, and my dad works in the greenhouse here.

That's why I know a load of second years. I grew up around Alfea, so…

Stella's a second year? Why is she in a suite with first years?

Oh yeah! Um…

Uh, I dunno, uh, really.

Uh, an administrative thing…

Also, sorry, I just wouldn't bring it up with her.

You know? Um, let's all of us just blanket statement, "Who cares?"

Do you want a succulent?

They're really hip, low maintenance, very you.

- Sorry. Not that I know you. - If I take it, will you stop talking?

- Terra, I'm just having fun. - OK.

Thank you.

Actually, this one might be…

Musa?

- Did you say you grew up at Alfea? - I did.

Weird childhood, let me tell you. But...