The hurricane was passing over the magical protection barrier. It was awfully loud, even when Tink and the gang stuffed cotton balls into their ears to help block out the noise. They couldn't hear each other even if they shouted. But stuffing the cotton in their ears kept the fairies from going deaf. The force field luckily worked, though none of the girls knew how long it would hold out for. Strangely, Vidia was enjoying the passing storm. But there was a good reason why- she was a fast-flyer and created tornados and winds so strong, they were like storms. She wasn't a storm-talent, so Vidia couldn't create lightning or thunder. She still had a connection to weather because of her talent, and she had always wondered what a hurricane would look like from the inside. A fairy (and any other creature) would easily been swept away from the storm. Not even the combined talents of every talent related to weather could stop a hurricane, even if they were as numerous as the other talent guilds. This was Vidia's once-in-a-lifetime chance of seeing a storm like this on the inside. Though the winds of a hurricane are not strong in the center, not even Vidia would dare fly into the eye of the storm.

Clarion was ten times as scared as the fairies that were holding a magical protection barrier not far away from her (though she didn't know that they were there). She hoped that Cumula and the other fairies were okay. She remembered their argument and was worried that Cumula was still upset. Even worse, Clarion believed that she had caused this for not heeding her friend's warning about the full moon. If she had been more cautious, this wouldn't have happened. Hurricanes were rare in Never Land and unusual occurrences always came before them. For example, long after the Pixie Dust Tree era, an unusual fairy named Prilla arrived in Pixie Hollow. Her talent was like no other. Just before Mother Dove, a magical bird, molted her feathers, there was a devastating hurricane that changed everything. So if this hurricane was Clarion's fault, then she was the one responsible if her home and friends were completely demolished.

After the hurricane was over, the protection barriers disappeared and the fairies came out of hiding. Clarion immediately started flying towards her home and began to call out Cumula's name.

"Come on," said Tink. "We'd better go after her." The fairies went after Clarion, but it was hard to keep up with her because they kept looking at all the damage the hurricane had caused. It really was a harsh one.

Clarion was distraught by all the damage that had been done and it was all her fault. "CUMULA!" she cried. No one answered. There were pieces of homes scattered all over the place. She decided to go to her home, or rather, where her home used to be. Clarion looked through all the rubble to see what she could find. All but one of her possessions was destroyed. Underneath the pieces of a desk, Clarion found her necklace with a butterfly pendant. It was her most valued possession, because Cumula had given it to her on her arrival day. It held the power to keep the wearer safe from danger. Cumula had a talent for protection spells, even though she was a weather fairy.

What worried Clarion even more was that she saw the dead bodies of fairies all over the place. She found Cumula's body lying underneath a tree branch. "No…" Clarion trailed off. Her eyes were stained with tears. "Oh Cumula… I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. If only I had done something to help."

Tinker Bell watched sadly, wishing to comfort Clarion. She had experiences with having to leave a friend behind forever in her past, but always reunited and reconciled. Tink had never before witnessed the death of an entire population.

Iridessa said, "Why do we always have to watch some sad event? Seems like the queen's past is much darker than I could have ever imagined."

"I know, right?" Rosetta replied.

A paper landed in front of Clarion. It was a note from Cumula. She read aloud:

To my dearest friend, Clarion,

I am writing this just as the hurricane is drawing near. I'm sorry I couldn't do anything to help. I couldn't make a protection spell big enough to cover Fairy Meadow. I just want to say that I forgive you for the argument and I have no hard feelings. I'm also sorry that you are probably the last living fairy in Never Land. Just remember that we are best friends forever, no matter what. I wish you the best and believe that you can start anew. And if you get lonely and need advice, wish upon the first star you see at night. You're wishes are sure to come true, because you hold the purest heart and you are always loving to everyone. Clarion, you must know that you have a rare talent and you are destined for great things. I've known that ever since you arrived in Fairy Meadow.

Your BFFF, Cumula

This letter made Clarion cry. Not entirely of sadness, but happiness. Cumula really believed in her. She was touched, knowing she was special and that her friend still loved her.

But later that night, Clarion felt lonely. All of her friends had died, even her animal friends. She cried again and looked up when she saw starlight shining on her face. She remembered what Cumula said about the stars. Everyone in Never Land and on the mainland would wish on the Second Star to the Right. That star and its neighbor next to it were ever-present, even in daylight.

Clarion wiped away her tears and said, "Second Star to the Right, please help me start anew. I'm really lonely here so please let my wish come true."

The star twinkled brightly and a shimmering figure flew down from it. It was a beautiful fairy. Her dress was shimmery, flowing, and white ending in pink and blue. The fairy's hair flowed and was platinum blond. Her eyes were crystal blue and she was barefoot. She carried a wand and her wings completely blew Clarion's mind. "I hear your wish, Clarion," the fairy said.

"Who are you?" Clarion asked in awe. "And how do you know my name?"

"My name is Nebula. I'm a star fairy. I'm a very special kind because I'm bonded with a star. So I will live as long as my star lives. Another reason of why my kind is special is because we look on the world and grant the wishes of children who believe and have a pure heart."

Clarion asked, "So can you help me? Everyone here has died from a terrible hurricane. I have nothing left."

"Everything will be alright," Nebula said. "The trees will grow back and there will be animals all over this island soon enough. Fairies will continue to arrive in this world."

"But I thought that things never grew on this island."

"But you see, Never Land is a magical island with a mind of its own. It especially loves believers. It is well aware of the damage that has been done. The island will use its all of its magic to return things to normal, so I'm afraid that means that you might age a little."

Clarion was still worried. "But where will I go? What will I do? What's the point of living if there's no one to share it with?"

Nebula simply responded, "You have a pure heart, so your wish will be granted. And here is something to start with." She waved her wand, and a seed appeared in her hand. "Plant this in the center of your home, and it will grow into a tree that produces magical sap, also known as pixie dust. Will you accept your role as caretaker of this tree, the seasons on the mainland, and the ruler of your kingdom?"

"I will," Clarion said. "My best friend always said that I'd do great things, and it seems like this is it."

When she said this, a light swirled around her, and it changed her appearance. When the light faded, Clarion was wearing a dress made of pixie dust. Her wings were larger and more sparkly and her hair was in a bun. She even had a gold tiara. "Woah, thank you, Nebula!"

Nebula shook her head. "It wasn't I, Clarion. You were the one who accepted your destiny. Not many people are capable of that. They want to forge their own path. For that, I honor you, Queen Clarion." She was about to go, but then remembered something. "Oh, I almost forgot. Time is in your hands, but be careful. This will control the balance of time. And then there is a source of magic that will control the existence of fairies. Should anything happen to it, the fairies in your world will fade, oldest to youngest. It is hidden deep in the heart of that seed I gave you. All I can say is, good luck. Should you ever need something, you can wish upon my star." Nebula handed the very time machine that Tinker Bell was holding at the moment.

The star fairy returned to her star, and Queen Clarion planted that seed. And that's how Pixie Hollow began.

Tink returned to the present and said, "Now we know the reason why Queen Clarion is dying. Something's happened to the Pixie Dust Tree. We just need to figure out what."

"Sounds like a plan," said Fawn.

"What are we waiting for, then?" asked Zarina. "Let's go!"

The fairies were on the mainland for some strange reason, so it would take longer to get to Pixie Hollow. They started to head towards the Second Star, but Tink and Silvermist were flying much more slowly, though they did their best to keep up. They accidentally collided with a tree, but the others were far ahead.

"Guys!" they both shouted at the same time. But they others were too far away to hear. Tink accidentally dropped the time machine. It shattered, and a shudder went throughout the mainland. The fairies in Pixie Hollow could feel it, too.

"Tinker Bell!" cried Silvermist. "What have you done!?"

Tink looked down and saw the broken time machine. "No…" she whispered.