Disclaimer: I acknowledge that Disney Fairies & associated content are owned by Walt Disney Company. I am not interested in profiting from this document. It is for the enjoyment of fans only.

Author's Note: Here's my my third TBell story. I needed to include all the fast-flyers in this one. Information on Vidia & Wisp is good. For Leeta, it's minimal. But for Elwood & Tizzywing, it's sketchy. The rest, I made up. I'll have to rate this story as "T", because (spoiler alert) someone gets injured.

Caution: This story contains technical content, which may cause drowsiness in some readers. Do not operate vehicles or heavy equipment while reading this story.

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Vidia Captures the Hawk - Chapter 1 - Raptor Phobia

"Hawk!" came the dreaded call, for the third time that morning.

Queen Clarion's pen hand flinched, spoiling the word she had just written in her personal journal. She lifted her head, and frowned in concern at the alarm horns and shouts from outside. Something had changed. Clarion closed her journal, stood and glided toward the door.

The door opened unexpectedly, and Clarion's Ministers of Summer, Autumn, and Winter glided-in unannounced.

"Forgive us, Highness," began the Minister of Autumn, "but we have an urgent..."

"Something must be done about the hawk!" interrupted the Minister of Winter. The other two Ministers stared at her in shock, as she gave Clarion her best icy gaze.

"I know." Clarion responded. She looked past them to her summoning-talent in the doorway. "Viola, could you call-in Fairy Mary, Beck, and Baden?"

"As quick as I can, My Lady." Viola turned and raced off.

"I think you all know why we're here." began Clarion. She turned to Beck, one of her top animal-talents. "Beck, is this a Neverland hawk?"

"No, Queen Clarion. I've never seen this hawk before." Beck answered, shyly. The Ministers exchanged puzzled looks.

"As I suspected." stated Clarion.

"Where could it have come from?" asked the Minister of Autumn.

"I think you'll find that our mainland fairies are missing a hawk." responded Clarion.

"You mean..." suggested the Minister of Summer, "This hawk followed some of our fairies to Neverland?"

"Exactly." Clarion glanced at them all. "Someone was careless." She turned to the scout-talent, "Baden, is there anything else you can tell us about this hawk?"

"Your Highness, we're not sure yet where... she?..." glancing at Beck, who nodded, "...is hiding at night. Also, I've seen this hawk fly over dairy-mice to chase fairies." The group gasped in shock. Dairy-mice would be fat, easy prey for a hawk.

"So." broke Clarion. "A mainland hawk, with a vendetta for fairies." This was worse than any of them had imagined. "What can we do about her?"

"She must be killed." declared the Minister of Winter. Baden nodded agreement, while Beck looked close to tears.

Clarion viewed the Minister with disapproval. "That is not the fairy way."

"What then? Talk to the hawk?"

"That may be possible," Beck reflected "If we had an opportunity."

Clarion turned to Fairy Mary. "Is there any way we could... capture her?" There were several grumbles of disagreement.

Fairy Mary turned a bit pale, and put a hand to her collar. "Capture the hawk! I-I don't know. Perhaps Tinker Bell may have some ideas..."

"Very well then." Clarion announced. "We all meet here again in 24 hours. Everyone try to think of ways to capture, or at least defend against the hawk." As they rose to leave, Clarion held up a hand. "Oh, and I want all fairies, work-mice, and dairy-mice dressed in Neverland camouflage. No exceptions."

Clarion then turned to her nearest assistant, dictating an urgent message for mainland scouts and animal-talents.

"This is intolerable!" declared Rosetta. "I just picked up my new summer dress yesterday, and we're forced into dingy old camo-outfits? How's a garden-talent supposed to set an example for her blooms?" She took an annoyed chomp out of her poppy-puff roll.

Tinker Bell giggled. "It's either Never-camo, or you can be hawk-bait." She sipped at her tea.

"I don't think it's funny at all." stated Iridessa, picking at her plate. "I've heard this hawk is the reincarnation of Kyto's dead mate. It's out to get Neverland fairies."

"Dessa, it's just a hawk." Tink assured her.

"I don't know, guys." Fawn said between bites. "This hawk is extra-mean. It's not one of ours."

"A new hawk?" Tink raised her eyebrows, "There goes the neighborhood."

Bobble rushed into Dulsie's tearoom, scanned the place, and quickly approached. "Tinker Bell!" he cried, "Fairy Mary needs to see you right away!"

"Oo-oo-oo." the girls all said.

Tink groaned as she got to her feet. "I'm not in trouble again, am I?" she asked Bobble, hoping for a clue to build an "explanation".

"She didn't say." The pair fluttered out.

"Well, did she look angry?" was the last thing the girls heard.

"They want to capture the hawk?" Tink combed the fingers of one hand through her side-bangs repeatedly, as she gazed at the empty tinker worktable. "Clattering kettles, they sure can pick some tough jobs for us, can't they?" She glanced at Fairy Mary, sitting beside her.

"Perhaps a net of some sort." suggested Mary.

"That's a good idea, but how to use it? Hawks aren't stupid, and they're fast. It'll need to be led to the net, which means..."

"Someone must lead the hawk to the net." Fairy Mary blanched at the thought.

"Only fast-flyers would stand a chance of surviving that task." Tink twirled her bangs in her fingers, and gave them light pulls. "They could use help. Anything we could come up with."

"I'll ask the scouts and animal-talents about possible trap locations," decided Mary, "And get our tinkers to work on nets."

"I'll be in the library." Tink rose.

"Remember Tinker Bell," Mary called after her, "We need plans by tomorrow morning."

Tink went first to the fairy books, looking for any information on hawks. She was disappointed to find only descriptions & diagrams of different hawks, and logs on how many have been in Neverland over the centuries. Most depressing, were the records of fairies injured or "taken" by the hawks.

"Not that it would do a hawk any good." thought Tink grimly. "Fairies turn into a pile of pixie dust when they're killed."

Tink turned next to the newest extension of the fairy library, which contained human "books". Tinker Bell herself had started this section, with a few real human books. She quickly realized that human books were unnecessarily enormous, by fairy standards.

Years ago, Tink had talked Queen Clarion into assigning a number of scout-talents to special duties: Gathering information that might be of interest to fairies, from human sources. Tinker Bell had helped German engineering companies design & build a limited quantity of compact film cameras. Tink had trained the scouts in their use, and the film was purchased & developed anonymously on the mainland, all paid for with pirates' gold.

So the scouts went forth, into human public libraries, universities, manufacturing companies, and even military bases, copying information for the Pixie Hollow library. There were tens of thousands of books on "microfilm", and it was time for the efforts to pay-off.

Tink found much more information on hawks, including a bit about their flying abilities. This pointed her toward physics textbooks, where she learned what humans knew of the principles of air pressure, air movement, and flight.

"This is fascinating." thought Tink. "Those humans are so clever." She next looked into aircraft design, construction, and flight manuals. Ideas were cooking in her head as she continued.

Tinker Bell realized it was very late, when she caught herself yawning every minute. "Must get some sleep," she croaked to herself, "If I want to function tomorrow." She witnessed nothing during her short flight home, as her mind churned with plans.

"Tinker Bell!" Fairy Mary was pounding on her cottage door. "Tinker Bell! It's almost time for the meeting!" Tink opened the door, half awake.

"Come, Tinker Bell." ordered Mary, "The meeting starts any moment." She eyed the dopey tinker with concern.

"Meeting?"

"About capturing the hawk!"

"Hawk?" suddenly Tink was fully awake. "Yes, the hawk!"

As Tink & Fairy Mary raced to the Pixie Dust Tree, Mary asked "Did you manage to come up with anything?"

"Yes." confirmed Tink, "But we'll have to "sell it". It's a bit involved; you'll catch-on as I present it, but it may give the fast-flyers their best chance."

The only other ideas submitted involved rocks & sticks, water-bombs, and bees. None of them got around to actually capturing the hawk. Then Fairy Mary put forth her "net" idea, which was well received, until they realized the hawk must be led into the net. That's when Tinker Bell took the floor.

It was an up-hill battle, but Tink described her plans in detail, answered all questions, and covered fears with reassurances. Eventually Queen Clarion admitted the plans, although unorthodox, could give her fast-flyers a good chance of success.

"How soon can we capture the hawk?" someone asked.

"I'll need a few days for preparation." explained Tink.

"The sooner this is over, the better." said Clarion. "I'll authorize any resources you need, but I cannot order the fast-flyers to risk their lives. I'll summon them and ask for their participation."

In the Main Hall, Tink watched from aside as the fast-flyers assembled before Queen Clarion and her Ministers. Wisp was front & center of the group, Elwood and Aura stood beside her, with Leeta, Hermes, Tizzywing and Zephyr behind. Vidia herself stood apart from the group, scowling and arms crossed, where she could scrutinize everyone.

"I'm sure you know why I've summoned you..." Clarion started.

"It's the hawk." interrupted Wisp, with confidence.

"You want us to chase it away?" asked another of the fast-flyers.

"I don't think that would work for long." Clarion pointed out. "This hawk is unusually aggressive. We need to know why." She glanced at Tink. "The tinkers are building nets." Vidia exhaled loudly, and narrowed her eyes. "How do you feel about capturing the hawk?"

Vidia moved not a muscle, not a wing, but her eyes flicked between Clarion, the fast-flyers, and Tinker Bell. The fast-flyers were momentarily stunned.

"I've never, never, ever heard of fairies capturing a hawk. Nope. Not ever." babbled Elwood.

The fast-flyers glanced at each other. It was a frightening challenge, but none of them wanted to shy away from it before their fellow talents, their Queen, and her Ministers. With a mixture of fear and pride, silent assent passed between their eyes.

Wisp turned to Clarion, "We'll do it." she spoke quietly.

"There is another requirement." Clarion added. "While it will take several days to set up the traps, I want you all to attend special training from Tinker Bell."

"Tinker Bell?" several of the flyers scoffed.

"What would a tinker know about fast-flying?" Wisp demanded, with mild contempt. The group snorted and smirked.

"Tinker Bell has presented an outline to me," Clarion asserted "And I think you'll be surprised. I'm convinced she can show you how to prevail against the hawk."

"Well... " Wisp responded, "Anything to keep from going stir-crazy over the next few days." The group grumbled. Clarion beckoned to Tinker Bell, who fluttered over to the group.

"I'm still setting things up," explained Tink "But special training should begin tomorrow morning. I just need to find a location. We'll let you know before the day is out."

Tinker Bell flew first to the tinker shop. Production of 6 large nets was going well, but would still take days. She started some of the tinkers on another project, to be ready for the next day.

Tink's next stop was to speak with Beck and her animal-talents. Tink described an unusual project for them. They were hesitant at first, but grew excited as they thought about it more.

The remainder of the afternoon, Tinker Bell spent cruising the skies around Pixie Hollow, looking for the right place to do her fast-flyer training. Eventually she found the location she wanted. It was under a good-sized tree with sturdy low branches. Close-by was a thicket of dense brush.

Tink returned to the site after a quick visit to the garden-talents. She had two of them remove some plants from the center of the brush thicket, and take out enough to make a concealed passage to the new clearing, but not enough to make the bare section visible from outside the thicket. Then she had them recondition the ground, so that it looked like a natural miniature clearing in the thicket.

When the garden-talents left, Tink stood inside the thicket. Through the twigs and leaves, she had a reasonable view of the clear area under the tree. "Excellent." she thought.

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Tinker Bell's plans are revealed in Chapter 2.