Hi. The name is Earthmist, through I like to be called Misty. Today is the biggest day of my life ever since I came to the clan. The Sierra Travelers Clan has been a great home for me for I had been a orphan all my life. I never knew my parents, and the relatives were either too far on the other side of the world or dead. The only thing that kept me happy in the orphanage was having tv and books. I fell in love with Peter Pan the movies, but there was one I greatly wanted to have to be my mother, and that was Tinkerbell. I was happy when I heard about her origin movie and the movies afterwards. I loved her friends, enjoyed her adventures, and some surprises as well.

Being a fairy sounds fantastic, I mean, finding your talent, flying all you want, helping everywhere, and seeing new places wherever you go. If I would be at Pixie Hollow, I would love it for sure, through I don't know my talent. True that I have tried Talent Finder games, but I still don't know what I am truly to do. Plus are they somehow know my name so I can keep it or do I have a alter name?

Anyhow, my day began on a cool, pristine clear morning, and I was wearing a rose/autumn short sleeved shirt, with a light blue vest, a muted yellow belt, and lavender camo khakis, and mint green flats. I had my shoulder-high black hair pinned up Tinkerbell style, and my dark green eyes had a hint of brown mascara. My totem necklace is secured and well on myself. Below the sleeve on my left arm, was my beloved tattoo, which showed a Grey Heron. It was a mark of my success under the training of a past warrior, Clawheart. I was skipping in excitement for I can't wait to be a fairy!

I headed down to HQ that's below under Upworld House. I was a apprentice but now I had been a fresh warrior for a few months already. I used the elevator, zooming down. I looked around to see a few clanmates talking or discussing their duties of the clan. The others I knew must be having a late breakfast or out doing their part to protect the clan.

I saw Sunrise talking with one of the warriors, and she peeked at me, signed something I knew to recognize, and I nodded to gesture that I understood. I kept walking to my room, which is #41. All my Disney Fairy Plushies and dolls has been sold off and my bed remained. I stepped in, the floor sour plumwood, with the walls painted. The North wall is a accented mint green/rose pink wall with shelves. The West wall is of a medium-sized waterfall around a small valley that contained every possible woodland animal. The East wall is of a spectacular sunset that seemed to make The Pixie Dust Tree glow in all its beauty and age. The ceiling contains a piece from every adventure in the movies I had seen so far. The Tinker hammer from the first movie, Blaze the firefly from the second movie, the book of fairies from the third movie, the insignia of the Pixie Hollow Games in the fourth movie, a snowflake from the fifth movie, a sword/pirate hat from the sixth movie, and finally for now, Gruff the Neverbeast from the seventh movie.

I changed my belt to a a black/gray color, and I put a faux violet rose in my hair. Ready and satisfied, I walked out, grabbing a piece of watermelon from the kitchens, finishing it up as I walked into the portal room. To surprise me, everybody was literally wearing harnessed fairy wings, and garb from every guild of the movies in modern style, of course. I was so impressed and overwhelmed that my eyes was about to cry but I held back gratefully.

Sunrise remarkably has Queen Clarion's golden wings in a harness, somehow made so well that I swore that she was literally a fairy. I smiled at her and she nodded, stepping back from the portal that is on at the moment, the usual rainbow colors through I could see them glow more brighter than normal. I spoke the fairy farewell and everybody echoed it back to me. I turned and took a deep breath, and walked in. The tunnel was alight with pixie dust, literally different kinds of pixie dust, and they were dashing around me like meteors.

A jolly and merry-like laugh, "About time you got here, Sis!". I turned around to see a child, a young boy at that, and he was flying by assistance of the pixie dust. His walnut-brown eyes sparkled at me as his face grew into a smile, his coal-black hair messy, up in every direction, and he has peach tan skin. He is assembled in a speckled flannel shirt, parted to show a dark green tank top with a picture I didn't recognize, and blue shorts, and barefoot.

I was confused yet curious for he seems a bit similar like me. "Could you care to explain who you are?". The boy chuckled and landed gracefully.

"Sure! I am your brother, well, technically half-brother, but who cares?". the boy casually spoke like he was just happy to see me.

I widened my eyes, "What did you say?".

The boy scoffed, "Okay, I admit it was so long ago, but don't we look alike just a bit?". I took a closer look, and I gasped silently for he has the same cheekbones and his hair was in the same color, apart of a shade, but nonetheless, we certainly looked the same a bit.

"But I never met you before!". I spoke in surprise. The boy frowned, "We did met once for a few moments, but our father... Your mama loved you yet Dad never did. He sneaked behind her back, and met another woman, and bam, I was born almost a year later! My mom loved me and your mama seemed to love me too. Our dad only noticed me as someone that has his bloodline in myself. However, everything changed. I found out that you were left at a orphanage by him, and Mom, Mama was furious, yelled at Dad once he got home."

"I was in the closet, and somehow out of nowhere, probably a secret spot, but Dad had a gun on him, and he shot Mama. I was scared so fast, watching everything. Mom came at him, and Dad hit her, Mom hit her head on a sharp corner of the dining table, and was gone.. I couldn't stop sobbing in fear, and..he opened the door, his eyes gone of his brown color, now dark with evil inside him. Last thing I knew, the gun blasted, and I only had a memory of you when I was shot in the head, then I felt nothing. Suddenly, I was home in Heaven.". The boy exhaled, a burden seeming to lift off his shoulders.

"What were our names?". I whispered in awe. The boy smiled, "Mama called you Bonita Marie. Mom called me Tristan Enrique. You called me Tisa for you couldn't get your 'r's and 'n's just yet at your age. I called you Bonna, for it seems to make you laugh.". I chuckled at that. Tristan grinned at me.

He sighed, "You are not alone, sis.". then smirked, "I like your warrior name. Misty certainly rings a bell.". I glared half-heartedly, messed with his hair.

"Oi, not the hair!". He whined at me.

I shrugged sheepishly, "Had to get back at you.". Tristan chuckled at that, "Fair enough. I gotta go. I have a job to do back in heaven. I love you, sis, and you have fun, all right. Fly with you later!". He gave a last grin as a white beam enveloped him and he disappeared. I smiled, happy in my heart that I have family waiting for me in Heaven once I finish my life at Pixie Hollow, hopefully. I looked at the end of the tunnel and the picture of Pixie Hollow is flashing in and out.

I came into contact with pixie dust, wanting to fly human style before I become a fairy soon, I hope. Happy thoughts, then whoosh, I'm up and flying. I was giggling and laughing as I flew, loving the experience and novelty of it. I then went into a fast flight toward the picture, then nothing as I blacked out, faintly hearing a baby's laugh.