"You're just messing with us like आप always do aren't you?" Bloom accused.
"Look at the files." Icy shrugged.
The fairy looked to the papers that like at Tecna's feet;
Iciel Grace Blackthorn
The सेकंड eldest child of Francis and Vernilla.
तारीख, दिनांक of Birth: December 18th 1674
Age of Death: 18
तारीख, दिनांक of Death: December 18th 1692
Manner of Death: House fire--execution
Linda Darcy Blackthorn
The third eldest child of Francis and Vernilla.
तारीख, दिनांक of Birth: August 23th 1675
Age of Death: 17
तारीख, दिनांक of Death: December 18th 1692
Manner of Death: House fire--execution
Vanessa Stormy Blackthorn
The सेकंड youngest child of Francis and Vernilla.
तारीख, दिनांक of Birth: July 21st 1677
Age of Death: 15
तारीख, दिनांक of Death: December 16th 1692
Manner of Death: Pneumonia
"You're name isn't Iciel." Bloom denied.
"Go ahead Bloom, tell me और about me. I'm dying to know what a fairy who didn't even know of her own identity--until I told her of it--knows about me." Icy paused. "Darcy and Stormy go द्वारा their middle names. I go द्वारा an alias. A nickname आप could say."
"If any of this were true आप couldn't have aged and आप couldn't possibly have gone to बादल Tower या have gotten hurt in the Battle of Magix..." Tecna tried.
"You all are painfully good with denial, I must give आप credit." Icy rolled her eyes. "I haven't aged a day. I can go wherever I damn well please, and I didn't get hurt in that battle--only Ibinu can hurt me. If I did I would have been dead. How ironic, if I had been alive then I would have died in a आग anyways."
"Liar." Bloom pressed.
Icy's expression twisted to a smirk. She strode towards the Winx and when she reached the center of the room implied herself upon a large spike of ice. Not a drop of blood hit the floor, not a cry of pain. She melted the spike away. "I'm already dead."
"Then why are we here?" Musa asked.
"Because Darcy and Stormy still think they're alive. They were 'afraid of the ghosts and wanted them gone'. We are the ghosts. Do आप see the problem?" Icy muttered. "And the last thing I want is for आप to come in here and get rid of the five of us. Leave my brother to his games in the forest, leave me to do what ever I choose to do, and don't आप dare tell the other two that they're already dead."
"Why shouldn't we?" Layla questioned.
"Because they'll want to पार करना, क्रॉस over. And they can't. They can't because Ibinu is a spiritual cockblock!" Icy growled.
"Well I think they have the right to know." Flora कहा softly.
"No. आप have no clue what it's like to know that you're dead and unable to cross." Icy snapped. "Ignorance is bliss, I keep telling आप that. Simone didn't start his nightly burning ritual until he found out that he died in a fire. Jyne didn't start decaying until she found out she was dead..." she trailed off. "Knowing you're dead is और painful than believing you're alive. So either help me get rid of Ibinu या get the hell out of here."
"Jyne is decaying and Simone is reliving his death over and over again. What's happening to you." Musa asked.
Icy glanced up, meeting the fairy's eyes. "I sacrificed myself to Ibinu to prevent him from claiming Darcy. The longer आप wait the closer I am to becoming one of his kind."
"How long have आप been stuck here." Flora asked sympathy dripping in her tone.
"Save the pity for Jyne, she's been here the longest. Darcy, Stormy and I, we've only been here for a little while, group of बादल Tower students came for a tour of the place a while back. Despite what Griffin said, they summoned us anyways." She began to fade away. "You can take those files back to the census building."
"She's been dead this whole time." Bloom whispered to herself as her every encounter with the spirit-witch replayed in her mind. It sure explained a lot.
She almost felt bad for the woman. Dead, and forced to stay on Earth forever.
Burned alive. And on her own birthday too.
"Look at the files." Icy shrugged.
The fairy looked to the papers that like at Tecna's feet;
Iciel Grace Blackthorn
The सेकंड eldest child of Francis and Vernilla.
तारीख, दिनांक of Birth: December 18th 1674
Age of Death: 18
तारीख, दिनांक of Death: December 18th 1692
Manner of Death: House fire--execution
Linda Darcy Blackthorn
The third eldest child of Francis and Vernilla.
तारीख, दिनांक of Birth: August 23th 1675
Age of Death: 17
तारीख, दिनांक of Death: December 18th 1692
Manner of Death: House fire--execution
Vanessa Stormy Blackthorn
The सेकंड youngest child of Francis and Vernilla.
तारीख, दिनांक of Birth: July 21st 1677
Age of Death: 15
तारीख, दिनांक of Death: December 16th 1692
Manner of Death: Pneumonia
"You're name isn't Iciel." Bloom denied.
"Go ahead Bloom, tell me और about me. I'm dying to know what a fairy who didn't even know of her own identity--until I told her of it--knows about me." Icy paused. "Darcy and Stormy go द्वारा their middle names. I go द्वारा an alias. A nickname आप could say."
"If any of this were true आप couldn't have aged and आप couldn't possibly have gone to बादल Tower या have gotten hurt in the Battle of Magix..." Tecna tried.
"You all are painfully good with denial, I must give आप credit." Icy rolled her eyes. "I haven't aged a day. I can go wherever I damn well please, and I didn't get hurt in that battle--only Ibinu can hurt me. If I did I would have been dead. How ironic, if I had been alive then I would have died in a आग anyways."
"Liar." Bloom pressed.
Icy's expression twisted to a smirk. She strode towards the Winx and when she reached the center of the room implied herself upon a large spike of ice. Not a drop of blood hit the floor, not a cry of pain. She melted the spike away. "I'm already dead."
"Then why are we here?" Musa asked.
"Because Darcy and Stormy still think they're alive. They were 'afraid of the ghosts and wanted them gone'. We are the ghosts. Do आप see the problem?" Icy muttered. "And the last thing I want is for आप to come in here and get rid of the five of us. Leave my brother to his games in the forest, leave me to do what ever I choose to do, and don't आप dare tell the other two that they're already dead."
"Why shouldn't we?" Layla questioned.
"Because they'll want to पार करना, क्रॉस over. And they can't. They can't because Ibinu is a spiritual cockblock!" Icy growled.
"Well I think they have the right to know." Flora कहा softly.
"No. आप have no clue what it's like to know that you're dead and unable to cross." Icy snapped. "Ignorance is bliss, I keep telling आप that. Simone didn't start his nightly burning ritual until he found out that he died in a fire. Jyne didn't start decaying until she found out she was dead..." she trailed off. "Knowing you're dead is और painful than believing you're alive. So either help me get rid of Ibinu या get the hell out of here."
"Jyne is decaying and Simone is reliving his death over and over again. What's happening to you." Musa asked.
Icy glanced up, meeting the fairy's eyes. "I sacrificed myself to Ibinu to prevent him from claiming Darcy. The longer आप wait the closer I am to becoming one of his kind."
"How long have आप been stuck here." Flora asked sympathy dripping in her tone.
"Save the pity for Jyne, she's been here the longest. Darcy, Stormy and I, we've only been here for a little while, group of बादल Tower students came for a tour of the place a while back. Despite what Griffin said, they summoned us anyways." She began to fade away. "You can take those files back to the census building."
"She's been dead this whole time." Bloom whispered to herself as her every encounter with the spirit-witch replayed in her mind. It sure explained a lot.
She almost felt bad for the woman. Dead, and forced to stay on Earth forever.
Burned alive. And on her own birthday too.
