Disclaimer: All characters except the ones I invent myself belong to Hiro Mashima.

I've always loved Fairy Tail a great deal—it's my favourite anime. I wondered if instead of Lucy, if a different girl was to join Fairy Tail; how the story would play out.

Thus, this OC fic.

This story will cover all the main arcs of the anime, with a little tweaking here and there.

This will eventually turn into a romance—but I'm not telling any names yet!

Please do review and let me know how you like the new characters, reviews are love and they mean a lot!

CHAPTER ONE- THE BOY ON THE TRAIN

The boy is breaking my concentration.

As is his cat.

I glance up from my book as the train's lurching movement elicits a pained groan from the boy sprawled over the seat next to mine.

"Natsuuuuu," The blue cat whines.

I blink in surprise.

A talking cat.

Well, anything's possible in a land of magic.

"Pull yourself together," The cat demands.

"This is embarrassing!"

The boy only gives another groan in reply.

I eye the noisy pair with suspicion.

The boy—Natsu, as the cat calls him—has spiky hair the colour of cherry blossoms and a large white scarf wrapped around his neck that he clutches tightly.

For comfort, I suppose.

Lean, lightly tanned and well-muscled, he would have been handsome.

If not for the fact that his complexion resembles a toad feeling under the weather.

"I hate trains," He mutters almost unintelligibly, turning an impossible shade of sickly green.

The cat and I roll my eyes at the same time.

I attempt to return to reading my book, doing my best to ignore the unusual duo.

By the time the boy rolls onto the floor and turns from green to an alarming shade of puce, I give up.

It is impossible to read with the constant sound of his groaning, and besides...

The boy looks too miserable for me to leave him be.

I clear my throat.

"Excuse me," I say warily.

The cat turns to look at me.

The boy doesn't even move a muscle.

Since neither of them seem inclined to reply, I continue speaking.

"I couldn't help but notice that your friend seems rather sick," I tell the cat.

"I could heal him, if you like," I offer, a little hesitant.

The cat's eyes grow round.

"Really?" He chirps. "You can cure Natsu's motion sickness?"

Oh so that's what it was, I think.

"Well not permanently, but for the time being I can cast a spell that'll help him feel better," I answer, slightly amused at the cat's excitement.

"Natsuuu," The cat bats at his face.

"Look, this nice lady says she can heal you!"

The boy raises his head a fraction and eyes me blearily.

He mumbles something indistinct.

"I think that's a yes," The cat says. "Go ahead!"

"Okay," I crouch down on the floor next to the boy, placing my hand an inch above his unruly pink hair.

"Percuro," I mutter, watching as pale golden light from my palm washes over the boy's head.

I withdraw once the light fades, going back to my seat.

The effect is instantaneous.

The boy springs to his feet with a triumphant yell.

"It's gone, I don't feel sick anymore!" He exclaims, picking up the cat and whirling it around in excitement.

"Aye, sir!" The cat cheers.

He then turns around to look at me.

His eyes widen a fraction as he stares at my face, before moving away.

I blink as he sticks out his hand.

"Guess I got you to thank you for healing me, eh?"

I smile slightly as I shake his warm, calloused hand.

"It was nothing, really. You're welcome."

He grins at me easily, as if I'm not someone he just met, and I realize I'm right—without the sickly green complexion; he really is handsome.

"I'm Natsu, and I'm a wizard!"

"And I'm Happy, and I can fly!" The cat says, unfurling a pair of white wings and soaring over Natsu's head.

I repress a chuckle.

"I'm Amaya Tsukino. I'm a wizard too."

" Cool," Natsu says as he sits facing me.

"Are you part of a guild?"

"Ah, no," I reply. "I'm actually travelling to Magnolia to join one."

Natsu's eyes suddenly sharpen.

"Fairy Tail is the only guild in Magnolia. Is that where you're going?"

"Yeah," I say, perplexed as both he and the cat grin at me again.

"That's awesome, Amaya," Natsu beams at me.

Then he shows me his shoulder.

I freeze as I see the sigil of Fairy Tail stamped in red onto his skin.

"You're a part of the guild too," I note.

"Yup, and I can take you there!"

"Aye," Happy echoes.

My smile grows a little wider as the train stops.

"Thank you," I say, as we jump down.

I carry my luggage with ease as Natsu points out all his favorite places in Magnolia, occasionally interrupted by Happy, as he mentions his own as well.

(They all seem to be fish shops.)

"So, Natsu," I say as we keep walking.

"What kind of magic do you use?"

"My magic is the coolest!" Natsu visibly gets more animated.

"I'm a Fire Dragon Slayer!"

Dragon Slayer.

I stiffen, stopping dead in my tracks.

I thought there were no others...

Natsu cocks his head at me quizzically.

"Eh, Amaya? We need to reach the guild soon, ya know. I'm hungry and Mira makes the best food!"

"Uh, right." I nod, hurriedly walking up to his side as my mind reels.

And then he asks the dreaded question.

"What about you? What's your magic?"

My mouth levels into a hard line as I consider my options.

If I tell him the truth, will he turn me away in fear and repulsion like all the others?

Can I, should I, lie to him?

But somehow, as I look at his open face, I cannot bring myself to don another web of pretense.

It slips out of my lips before my mind can stop me.

"Dark Dragon Slayer."

Natsu and Happy's faces form an identical 'O' of shock.

In other circumstances, I would have found it funny.

"You're a Dragon Slayer too, that's amazing!" Happy glides over my head.

Natsu stares at me.

"Huh." He says, a slight crease between his brows.

And then his expression clears and he smiles at me.

"Well, that's awesome! We're going to have so much to talk about. But first, I need food. Come on, we have to hurry!"

And with that, he grabs my arm and drags me off at a near run.

Who is this boy? I wonder.

Does he not fear Dark Magic?

Does he not know all that it means?

Perhaps not.

But maybe...

Maybe he, like his guild; is different.

When I look at the guild hall that represents so much of what I have lost, despite all logic, I cannot help it.

I cannot help but hope.

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