Nova was a cute little baby. She had a little birth mark on her hip, it was rather odd one. A little broken pink heart. Broken for the love her parents didn't truly have and pink for the pink fairy. The little girl was a good girl in some ways but also had a dark patch following her holding her. Nova cried and moaned for attention like a normal baby and when ever she did all she had was a midwife care for the child, to feed to, protect her until it was time for the little Nova to grow up into her destiny.

For fairies they grow fast until a certain age where they are to bring love and happiness to the world. Nova never saw the world below, she was raised on a cloud taught the basics. To walk, talk and fly when she was a little baby girl. In the fairy world they wasn't many little fairies it was rare as fairies never died. They where only able to die by being murdered by dark magic or a mortal that doesn't believe in there fairy godmother anymore.

"Momma" she giggled a little as watching around her perfect cloud.

"Little Nova come here" the midwife would say. Since the little girl started to crawl she would wander anywhere. "Don't go any further Forward." She would cry out.

"ARGH" Nova would scream as she fell off her cloud.

Nova fell towards the ground, and when the little fairy couldn't fly she would fall and be caught by none other than Bleu. Let Bleu didn't wish to let her know she was Nova's mother, she loved her daughter very much and would protect her to the end of the earth. Flying toddler Nova back to the cloud where she was looked after and raised by the midwife whom brought her into this world.

"Missy missy" she giggled as flying with Bleu. Bleu herself would never talk back to Nova, she never knew what to say. She had never spoke of the secret it wasn't time, Nova wasn't safe to know about her parents.

Each time Nova flew back with Bleu she use to watch her carefully, the beauty in her face and elegant in flying softly with no problems. She would giggle touching her face "pretty missy" she'd say.

"Missy momma" she giggled as being placed on her cloud watching Bleu disappear. Every single day Nova did this, fall off her cloud until the day she learnt to walk. She loved getting Bleu's attention.

Nova loved her little cloud and by the age of two, which took a year in normal human time, the little fairy would walk and talk. The next task for the little one was her fairy upbringing. Time to learn about the powers of a fairy, how'd she could bring good to the world.

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Back down in the enchanted Forest the dark man sat in his tiny dirty hut thinking how to get his child and turn her into the dark fairy she could be. The next black fairy.

"Little Nova.. The fairy of good.. The child has darkness in her. Make it show.. Make it help her fight the goodness the fairies will show her... Help her know she is both until picked of one. And I shall make sure for darkness it will be" the old looking man said over a dark pot, when it went bomb a dark cloud left and travelled to find Nova and to live within her.

"The curse shall hold. You shall be the dark princess" the old man said as he pulled down his hood... "No one can hide from the dark one" he laughed.