Hundreds of pairs of eyes glanced at her. Her breath was held in her throat and no matter how hard she tried it would not release. It felt like someone was grasping at her throat and squeezing. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach making twists and knots in her intestine. She had touched the many orbs of magic that lay in the half-circle each one disapating before her finger could lay upon it. To say she was confused was an understatement and by the look on the others in the room this odd event was not supposed to happen.

Her thoughts on this subject were interupted by a strange golden globe that shot by her so fast that if she had blinked she would have missed it. Dozens of the same shape and color orbs flew past her all of them gathering at the center of the room. The light increased until everything was a blinding whiteness and only then in a burst of warmth did it slowly shimmer away to reveal five taller fairies. The five fairies floated to the ground in front of the young fairy making her take a step back nervously the butterflies in her stomach increasing to a faster rate.

"Welcome to Pixie Hollow!" They shouted in unison. The sound was almost defening to the new youthful fairies ears and she covered them immediatly in pain her eyes scrunching as ringing of a dull nature appeared in her head. After a few seconds she opened her eyes and stumbled back making her trip on her own dress and fall.

There in front of her stood a woman drapped in gold her hand held out to help the youth stand back up. "So," The woman asked, "what is our new fairies talent?" Her back turned away from the youth. The woman had a sense of dread when her eyes fell back upon the fairies fore before she had not realized that the fairy was different. In her minds eye she saw the fairy in new light just as the four others behind her all with look of pure astonsihment.

Unexplained laughter shook the hearts of many in the circle as they faced their queen with unheard of news. The golden woman turned to face the ones laughing when her face passed the dusty toadstools and not one of them had an artifact lying upon its surface. Normally a fairy born in Pixie Hollow was already assigned a talent and knew their position and sometimes they would have to use artifacts from other groups to find particular fairy talents. Later the group of purple fairies that had been laughing would explain that it was funny because she was different and a complete reject. She looked diffferent from a 'normal' warm fairy.

They were kind of right though because this new fairy had hair as white as snow like a winter fairy, but her skin was tanner like an animal fairy. She had stormy grey eyes that were cloudy like a rainy day. Her wings were black as the night sky and specks of sliver sparkled like stars. She was different all right

"She has no talent Queen Clarion." An older voice mumbled from the Tnkers side of the room. Stepping into the light revealed a tinker with honey-blond hair tied tightly into a bun worn with a short green dress, her shoes were the most unique shoes that the new fairy had ever seen in her few moments of this new life as they were decorated with little balls of white fluff on the tips.

"No talens? Not one?" Queen Clarion asked her face turning to meet all the groups in the room. Her eyes held cofusion and a little bit of horror at the news. She had no idea how to handle this news because never before in the recorded history had there been a talentless fairy. The queen was afraid, terrified even at the thought. The room was silent and not a sound was made all that was heard was the heightened breathing of the small fairy in front of Clarion.

"Stop staring it's creeping me out. I-is there something wrong with my outfit?" The fairy asked as Clarion continued to stare at the nervouse fairy who's nimble fingers were twirling a small piece of lace in a circular pattern. Clarion smiled and let out a little laugh at the bold question.

"Do you have a name?" A sweet light voice asked from the water-talents side of the room. The new fairy looked up to see a sheepish black haired pale fairy staring at her. All pairs of eyes looked to the girl before a blush crept up on her pale cheeks. "What I was just asking." She said nervously twirling her hair in her fingers.

"My name?" The fairy asked. The water fairy nodded her head with a large smile on her face. "Well, um I really haven't got a name. Mother Dove didn' tell me much before sending a breeze to carry me here."

"Did Mother Dove really send you?" A man colored in flowers asked from the group of four behind the queen asked seeing the odd fairy in a different light than to what he saw before. 'That would explain the wings.' He though numbly to himself.

"Yes she did. In fact I have a letter from her." The fairy said before reaching into a fold in her dress that caused all the fairies who watched to blush. She pulled out a green envelope and handed it to what she presumed to be the Queen. She certainly was beautiful enough.

The Queen took the letter from the little fairy and formed it into a small ball of light before sending it off on its way to her room she would read this letter later in privacy. For a moment Clarion was silent before she turned to their audience and clapping her hands together she said, "You may all leave now." Though it sounded like a suggestion it wasn't, that was a command and they all knew it. All the fairies got up and left knowing better than to upset their Queen.

"We all have much to discuss." Clarion said turning to face the ministers and the other fairy. "We also have to give this young one a name." And so the meeting commenced soon One of the queens guards came and took the new fairy out into the hall where she sat for most of the night listening to the ministers arguments. Almost all of them were about her, none of them were however compliments.

"She is nothing but, a bad omen!" A voice shouted. The her it sounded a lot like that funny looking 'dude' with all the flowers and long brown hair. She had no idea what to think about the ministers but, from what she could tell he wasn't the most chipper person in the world or maybe he was just bad with impressions.

"Mother Dove sent her so therefore she must have a reason for being here!" Another voice argued back. This one in particular sounded like the leaf guy, The Minister of Autumn. "That's odd." She mumbled to herself his voice sounded oddly familiar it felt like she had heard it from somewhere. The only question was where had she heard it.

"She doesn't even know her own name." The flower dude shouted back.

This made the new fairy angry and she had no idea why it had surprised. 'Is this what anger feels like?' She questioned herself. She jumped up from her seat on the floor and marched into the room. "My name is Thalia!" She yelled back at the guy who had been saying such rude things.

"I don't know who you are little girl but, you will not speak to me in such a manner." The man said.

"I already told you that my name is Thalia and I expect you to use it and oh yeah I could care less about who you are. I just met you and I can already tell that you're not a very nice person. Jingles! If you have nothing but negative comments then... Then you are not worthy of my knowing who you are. The way you are acting tells me that you are of no importance to me." She said before crossing her arms over her chest.

The Minister of spring was about to yell back when Thalia's wings began to glow a brilliant blue. She turned her head in amazement as a brilliant flash hit the air with a loud 'BANG!'