Hello, people of the earth! I'm back after a super-long absence from fanfic writing. Over a year ago, I deleted all of my stories due to a bunch of reasons. (Harsh criticism, lack of confidence, Social Anxiety, etc.) But now I'm back because I realized I've been missing it! Fanfics are so much fun to read and write. So I'm re-posting some of my old works. I could only find 2 that hadn't been thrown out, so this really feels like a fresh start.

This is the very first story I ever shared with anyone. I'm a big Disney Fairies fan, and Vidia is my favorite due to her sassiness and attitude. Makes for a great character to write about. This story turned out to be a very inspiring tale and I'm very proud of it. I hope you enjoy reading!

Ripped Apart: A Tinkerbell Fanfic

Chapter One: The Attack

Surely nothing was as glorious as flying! The weightlessness, the rush of wind across your skin, the excitement, the feeling of freedom it gave her was indescribable.

She was enjoying a carefree morning, flying at top speed with wings a blur and pixie dust trailing in her wake. She was full of adrenaline, heart pumping with glee. Beads of sweat had gathered on her face. Every muscle was focused as she twisted and turned through the branches. The close-grown trees created challenges when it came to steering.

Earlier, Vidia had done a chore of helping to scatter seeds in a flower field. Now she had the rest of the morning all to herself. Then was nothing she loved more than a fast-paced flight across a challenging course. The forest was full of animal talents; she spotted some fairies playing with young squirrels on a branch—but only briefly since she was going too fast they appeared no more than blurs.

She ignored any yelps of surprise. A few shouts of, "Hey, watch it!" barely registered. A whole team of fairies scattered in a cloud of pixie dust as she barreled on through.

Vidia glanced over her shoulder and smirked in amusement at their annoyed faces. What fun! Ignoring the angry shouts, she zipped back into the branches; time to practice her maneuvering skills. It was tough; some gaps between the leaves were barely big enough to fly through. Vidia was also quite tall for a fairy, but she only viewed this as another test for twisting through the branches. She had gotten so good at this exercise that she emerged in the canopy completely unscathed.

"Yes!" she congratulated herself. "Not a scratch! Oh, if only someone were around to see that." Sometimes, it was fun to show off in front of an audience.

She tidied her tangled ponytail and smoothed the feathers of her skirt. It was a habit done after a reckless flight. There was really no point to it right now, since she was far too happy to stop. Maybe she would try a free-fall…they were dangerous stunts, but oh so exhilarating. Normally her face was in a scowl, but at this moment, it was lit up in sheer joy.

She sped up through the canopy, past more fairies at work. Some were tinkers, loading up breakable pinecones onto pulley systems to be lowered down to the forest floor. More animal talents were here, too, chatting happily or shooing off any squirrels trying to disrupt the morning chores. Vidia smirked her familiar smirk and shook her head. How boring some of the talents seemed; hardly any excitement seemed to happen.

She found a nice open clearing for her free-fall. The forest floor was at least a hundred feet down. She took a deep, long breath, somersaulted in mid-air, and careened head first in a dive. She pulled in her wings so they lay motionless against her body. Her hands were clenched and her heart pounded almost painfully from the adrenaline. She was falling so fast that the wind became a whistle. The leaf-strewn forest floor grew closer…closer…at the very last second, she created a huge gust of wind that swept her up a few inches. She performed an elegant twirl to break the fall. Pixie dust swirled to gather on her outstretched wings, and the ordeal left her quit winded.

All the adrenaline had left Vidia a bit drained, so she fluttered down to an old log to rest and catch her breath. Overhead, the tinkers were still lowering bushels of nuts and pinecones. What could they be using them for, anyway? She chuckled. "Tinkers…what a life!"

"Miss Vidia! Miss Vidia!" an accented voice called down. "Are you hurt at all, lass?"

A scrawny tinker dressed in leafy green clothes and dew drop spectacles, dropped down on the log and came running over. A larger tinker landed with a 'THUD' not far behind. Tinkerbell was seen the distance, struggling to catch up due to an armful of acorns that she refused to let anyone else have.

Clank and Bobble. Ugh! Vidia thought to herself. She got along with all of her friends well enough, but these two could be quite annoying at times. She stood up, ready to take off again and not willing to wait for Tinkerbell to catch up.

"Wait, Miss Vidia! We saw you free-fall! That's an incredibly dangerous stunt, you know."

"Yeah! You didn't, you know, hit your head or anything, did you?" Clank scratched his ear, wondering how the fast-flyer was unharmed after such a feat.

"For your information, I fell on purpose!"

"What'd you wanna do that for?" Clank puzzled. "Falling sounds like an awfully scary business."

"That's why I do it, Clank. For the thrill of it! It's no trouble if you know what you're doing."

Bobble rumpled his naturally messy red hair. "Well, it still sounds risky. Please be careful. It's be terrible if anything bad happened."

"Did you two not hear me? I said I know what I'm doing!" she flew off in a huff. Couldn't they mind their own business? Now her wonderful mood was spoiled.

Tinkerbell finally reached Clank and Bobble, with the armful of acorns in tow. "What was that all about? I didn't even get to say 'Hi." Her friends merely shrugged, knowing that Vidia was a bit temperamental at times.

Back in the air, Vidia made another practice of aerial twists and turns in the higher branches. Leaves rustled or broke from the trees entirely as she passed. A large spider web nearly stopped her, but she flattened her wings and shot through a space easily. The spider didn't even notice. To lighten her mood, she flipped, and spun gracefully like a dancer. The ground went farther and farther away, until finally Vidia broke out into open sky. Sunshine beat down to make her wings glitter beautifully.

Her smile lit up once again. A happy laugh almost escaped her—a sound she rarely made. The only times she did laugh was in solitude; high up above Pixie Hollow, where no one could bother her. She could enjoy doing what she loved most: flying fast and furiously, being the very best at her talent.

A few lookout towers were spotted in the highest pines. Fairies were always posted up here to watch for hawks and other birds of prey. Not a single bird was in sight, though. Vidia took some time to swoop around gleefully before making another dive back into the canopy.

"Morning, Vidia!" a new voice called out.

Vidia stopped mid-flight and made an exasperated face. What now?

It was Fawn, waving from a nearby branch. "C'mon down! I want to show you something! It's amazing!"

It had better be amazing if it has to drag me out of the sky. She didn't feel much like socializing with her friends. Today was one of those days when all she wanted was some time alone.

"Quietly! Don't make a sound." Fawn urged.

"Why not?"

"Shh! C'mere…" the animal fairy crouched slightly and tiptoed along the branch towards the trunk. "It happened early today, I bet. Yesterday I was checking up on them, and knew it wouldn't be long."

"Long until what? I have important things to do, you know."

"Shh! You'll scare them."

Nestled near the trunk was a bird's nest. Fawn was always chipper and happy when it came to the animals, but this time seemed more cautious. She led Vidia over to the nest's brim. Peeking down, the fairies saw four newly hatched birds. Tiny, helpless, wrinkled and featherless; they were so new to the world that they moved their heads about blindly in search of their mother. A pathetic 'peep' emitted from them every other second. "Have you ever seen anything so precious? Springtime is the best time of year—the baby animals always need a bit of help from us. Saffron—she's the mother bird—has been letting me watch over the eggs. She went to go gather some worms for the babies so I get to sit with them! How incredible is this?!"

"Fawn, don't take this the wrong way, but all baby birds look the same to me." Vidia put a hand on her hip.

"But Vidia, you've got to admit—"

"Sure, I'll admit they're cute. But if you don't mind, I've got to be flying. Animals are your thing, sweetheart. Not mine."

Fawn looked a little hurt. But knew Vidia had a mind of her own, so she waved goodbye as the fast flyer took off once again.

"Honestly!" Vidia mumbled to herself. "Maybe I should just head out to the meadows. How can I have any fun if everyone keeps pestering me?"

In a quest for solitude, she sped off into a more remote area of the woods. The trees were thicker and leafier here. A good deal more shade was cast; not as inviting as the glades, so not as many fairies were found. Only a pair of light talents was here, trying to pull a few beams of sunshine down into the shadows. They seemed occupied enough, and wouldn't bother her.

A tall, slender tree caught her attention. This looked like fun. She flew down to its base; how fast could she spiral all the way up to the sky? Only one way to find out…a few seconds later, she exploded through the canopy back into open air. She was dizzy from circling the trunk, but so happy! This time she allowed herself to laugh out loud with joy.

That moment was when it happened.

She didn't even see it coming. Didn't even register the lookouts' warnings; they came too late.

A shadow enveloped her. She felt scaly talons snap around her body; that was when her laughter became a gasp of surprise and pain. The world only existed as a plume of feathers, sharp claws and her own beating heart. No sounds existed except for its shriek of triumph. Its golden eyes pierced into her terrified face.

Vidia had never experienced true terror. When Tinkerbell first arrived in Pixie Hollow, their mishap with another hawk had been nothing compared to this. She struggled against her captor's grip. The talons were like knives, cutting and cleaving into her. Every tear seemed to rip down to the bone. She kept squirming in vain. She tried to scream, but no sound came out…

No! She didn't want to go like this…

The hawk beat his silent winds and began carrying her away. But his prey partly pulled out of his claws. She almost escaped…

Vidia felt her torso being snatched viciously once again as the hawk got a better grip on her. For a moment, she was forced to stare into those petrifying eyes. This was it…she breathed into the pain and waited for it all to end…her face was pale with fear. She didn't realize she was drenched in her own blood…all sounds seemed to grow quieter as this became more surreal.

The hawk used his talons to tear into her again. Oh, the agony was too much! She felt white-hot stinging pain all through her torso, on her arms and face. Warm blood soaked into her clothes. Why didn't the hawk just kill her quickly and get it over with? She went limp with exhaustion. One arm dangled down, blood dripping softly into the woods below…

The hawk then jerked strangely. It did it again with a squawk of surprise. Something was attacking it! Showers of stones and pebbles were pelting it from all angles. A few good shots hit it straight in the face. The hawk was confused; too many lookout fairies were bombarding him. They shouted bravely in his ears. Everyone was armed with a slingshot, ready to fight.

"Aim for the face!" someone ordered. "Don't hit Vidia, whatever you do!"

The hawk took a few hits to the eye. It was enough to release his grip on the semi-conscious fairy. He then flew off in annoyance; there was easier prey to hunt elsewhere.

Vidia was vaguely aware of falling. She fell into the canopy, barely awake, where the branches became another savior. She tumbled sorely into a large crease in the wood and lay still.

It was over.

The lookouts were still shouting after the hawk to drive him off. A few called her name, some having not seen her fall.

The tumble knocked some sense into her. Breathing hard, she pushed herself ever so slowly to her hands and knees. She raised a heavy head to look into the shaft of light through which she had fallen, up to where it had all happened.

Vidia had yet to realize that up there in the glorious sunshine, her life had changed in an instant.

Ahh. It's great to be posting something again. I'll be updating every couple of days, if you want to know what happens next! Please be polite if you feel like reviewing! Thanks! :)