A/N: Hi people! So this is an AU story about Clarion and Milori. Here's the gist: Clarion's born blind and her Talent is to be the Queen of Pixie Hollow. The Ministers and the current Queen don't want her to be the future Queen, so they try to make renounce her Talent – or else. Milori becomes Clarion's friend when she stumbles upon the border one day and the two grow close. The rest you'll read about.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Tinker Bell, just the plot.


Chapter One: Born Blind

"What's happening? Have I done something wrong? Why can't I see anything?"

"Y-you're blind…"


Darkness. A shooting star. Darkness once more. That's all what Clarion saw when she blinked her eyes open for the first time and raised her head. She felt her long hair flow down past her shoulders and stop at her mid-back, and she felt the wooden tree she was sitting on quiver with life beneath her. Inhaling, she caught a sweet and musty smell that drifted along the breeze and she felt, rather than saw, eyes watching her back. As she stood up, her fingers brushed along the dress she was wearing and she noticed that it was very soft, but she had no idea what color it was because everything around her was completely black. Odd, Clarion thought. Why can't I see anything? Maybe it's just night time and it's very dark. But as soon as Clarion turned around, she felt sunshine caress her skin and knew that it was daytime and was supposed to be light outside. Why can't I see anything?

A shriek issued in front of her and Clarion felt panic and unease ripple in the crowd – which she guessed must have been small. "What's wrong with her eyes?" a female voice asked.

"Why are they so clouded over?" Another said.

"Why are they so distant? No fairy eyes are supposed to be like that!" A male voice exclaimed.

So I'm a fairy then? Clarion wondered and reached behind her back to see if she had wings. Sure enough, she felt the delicate attachments and smiled inside. "Hello?" she asked. "Where are you all?"

Gasps echoed across the tree and set another wave of panic in motion. "She can't see!" Everyone all but shouted.

Before anything could erupt into chaos, a female voice of authority boomed behind Clarion, "What is the meaning of this? You're going to scare the newcomer!"

"No disrespect intended, Your Majesty, but maybe you should take a look at her eyes. They're so strange," the same male voice spoke up.

Clarion cringed at the comment and felt anticipation fog the place. They can't be that bad, can they? She thought and closed her eyes, the darkness never changing. When she did, she felt relief of some sort flood through the crowd, but the anticipation for, what Clarion thought was, the Queen's reaction was still there. A small swooshing sound was made as the Queen flew in front of her. She felt a soft hand land on her shoulder a few seconds later and felt a gaze rest on her face. "Open your eyes," the Queen commanded gently.

Clarion did what she was told and looked where she hoped the Queen's eyes would be. After a moment, shock bounced off of the Queen and Clarion heard her gasp, the hand that was on her shoulder leaving her. Silence stretched out for endless seconds afterward and Clarion finally asked, "What's happening? Have I done something wrong? Why can't I see anything?"

"Y-you're blind…" the Queen's voice trailed off and the crowd in front of Clarion rippled horror, fear, and uneasiness.

"I'm what?"

"You're blind, but that doesn't matter. Let us find your talent now," the Queen said gently guiding Clarion toward a circle of stumps where various Talent Symbols lay. "Just step inside, and your talent will be revealed."

Clarion nodded and stepped in. It took no more than five seconds before she felt warmth flow from all around her. She blinked in confusion and asked, looking at the Queen's general direction, "Like this?"

Hesitation stormed before an answer came, "Er – yes."

"Are they supposed to emit warmth?"

"No, they do not emit warmth. Only one of them is supposed to glow."

"Really? I feel like all of them are alive." Clarion plainly said.

"That's because they are all glowing," the Queen rigidly explained. Clarion sensed anger coming off of her.

"What does that mean?"

The Queen didn't answer and turned to the crowd and called out, "It appears we have a successor for the throne of Pixie Hollow! Princess Clarion!" Clarion picked up a sneer on the word "Princess".

The crowd remained silent, frozen in surprise, before giving a silent clap out of respect. Not one Clarion sensed was joy, and it made her heart sink. Do they not want me here? She thought dejectedly.

"Come Clarion, we have important matters to discuss concerning your…Talent," the Queen said guiding Clarion out of the circle and away from the dispersing throng of fairies.

Somehow Clarion knew it wasn't going to be pleasant.