So I know that I have another story that I should be updating but I had a little idea pop into my head. There is no magic used by the Winx while on Earth but the personality traits are the same for each character. Also, the Trix and Baltor are like forever youthful, if you get what I mean. Oh well, on with this maybe story.

A man in a light brown jacket walked down the harbor where boats carrying cargo were parked for the night. He walked briskly on the night with his hands in his pockets and his boots sloshing in the puddles that were left from the afternoon rain that had fallen. The man had walked a few extra miles and heard some banging on the crates however, he dismissed it and kept on walking thinking that it was just an animal of the night.

"Be quiet! Can you not shut her up!?" the man heard a man saying in the distance and heard a faint cry that sounded of an infant.

"Sorry, but she will not be quiet." A woman said in the distance in response to the man. Curiosity took over the man in the brown jacket and he walked towards the sound. He walked into the maze of the cargo carriers and he stopped and ran around the corner of a red carrier. The man in the brown jacket saw a man with long blonde hair wearing a red coat, black pants and boots, and a white shirt. He then looked to his right and saw a woman with ice blonde hair in a ponytail and wearing a blue, skin-tight suit with matching blue boots. In her hands was an infant wrapped in a blanket and the only thing that the man could make out was a strand of bright orange hair. The man in the brown jacket knew that something was not right and quickly turned around but in turn knocked down a barrel.

"Who is it?" The blonde man yelled. The man in the brown jacket was frightened and started to breathe heavily and didn't move a muscle. Soon the blonde man held out his hand and then blasted away the crate. "Well, well, what do we have here?" the blonde man said with a smirk on his face.

"I think we have a little friend." The blonde woman said sarcastically and a smirk grew on her face as she moved closer to the blonde man. The man in brown jacket was frozen with fear and sweat started to pour down his face. "What should we do with him?" the blond woman asked.

"I know," the blonde man looked at the woman and then back at the scared human in front of him, "this is the part where you may want to run." The blonde man whispered to the man in the brown jacket. The man in the brown jacket started to breathe even more and stumbled as he started to run away from the blonde man. The blonde man stood there and laughed along with the woman. "In 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,…" the blonde man counted down and held out his hand once more and shot a spell to the man in the brown jacket and the man fell lifeless onto the cold and damp pavement.

"Come on, let's get out of here." The woman said.

"Gladly." The blonde man said and with that the couple flew away into the distance carrying with them the little baby with the fiery red hair.

So I guess we can call that the prologue or preview. Yeah it is 1 am and a story just popped in my head. We will see where it goes.