This is my first Fairy Tail story...
Happens during chapter 449 of the manga.
Because you know, while we have a nice flashback and all, Mavis is narrating in the guild hall.
No one checked the grammar, so there's probably some awkward wording here and there. Imma French you see.
I hope you enjoy~
ZERVIS FOREVER!
Fairy Tail doesn't belong to me, because if it did, Zeref and Mavis would already be dating.
"The time has finally come for me to tell all. This is the story of a cursed boy and a cursed girl."
All surprised and sarcastic hushes were promptly silenced by Erza's glare.
"It was over a hundred years ago. Just before the founding of Fairy Tail."
All the eyes were on the small, ghostly form of the First Master. The entire guild was eager to finally know.
"We met… By chance."
Mavis drew a breath before continuing.
"He was suffering from the Curse of Ankhseram. A curse by which one would unintentionally take the lives of others."
"Who's she talking about?" asked someone before a whacking sound cut short any other question.
"But I was drawn to him."
Erza let escape a very low "Aww" and Mirajane smirked, but no one paid attention to either, engrossed by the story.
"I had him teach me many things about magic. At the time, Magnolia was under the rule of a Dark Guild. We all learned magic in order to free Magnolia."
"How man-" Elfman interjected before another whacking sound shut him up.
"And in the midst of our fight…"
She paused second to maintain the suspense and Makarov sighed a little.
"I used an incomplete black magic and managed to claim victory." Declared the minuscule girl, abandoning her seriousness a second to adopt a victorious stance.
This announce caused an eruption of shocked comments.
"The first knows Black Magic?"
"What do you mean, incomplete?"
"The guy from before taught it to you, didn't he?"
"Did you end up dating him?"
"LET HER SPEAK!" shouted Makarov, visibly upset.
The First nodded in thanks before continuing her story.
"…And I paid a heavy price."
"Black Arts Tax –whack- Hey!"
"My body was no longer able to grow or mature."
I understand your pain, First, thought Wendy, in tears. At least I have hope but you...
So that's why she looks like a moe loli… thought the rest of the guild.
"At the time, however, I thought nothing of it."
"Year X686, April, founding of Fairy Tail."
"Shortly thereafter, a struggle over trading rights raged between several different feudal lords. That was the year the second trade war began. Eventually, Mage Guilds, as mercenaries, got dragged into their scuffle."
Her tone reminded one more of a story book than a first-hand witness, but in her eyes the members could see her reliving all those painful, violent moments.
No one interrupted her.
"That is when I received the nickname of Fairy Tactician. I was around thirteen years old," she then commented.
The guild members were honestly beginning to feel sorry for their first master.
A young girl, around Wendy's age, dragged in a war as strategist? Thought Mest, saddened.
"Year X690, the Second Trade War comes to a close. The death toll was over ten times that of the First Trade War. This was said to be due to the introduction of mages and magic to the fighting. The magic world, in light of this, unanimously entered into the Inter-Guild Dispute Interdiction Treaty and so the magic world was blessed with temporary peace."
Her attitude suddenly changed to a slightly more cheerful one.
"Six years later, year X696, I, once again by chance, ran into him."
"But who is hi- whack- that hurts Erza!"
Noticing that Mavis had stopped talking, the guild members focused their gaze on her slight blush. What happened back then?
"I am sorry, First, but that is an important part of your story…"
Her blush grew deeper, but Erza's whacking menace suppressed almost all snickering. Makarov's glare was enough to hush Laxus, though, leaving only Mira's enthusiastic grin and low satanic laugh.
"I… Hmm…"
Did she walk on him taking a bath? Wondered Lucy, but her reflections were cut short by Mavis continuing her speech.
"I did not know his name, so I called him "Mr. Black Wizard". We recognized each other right away, since neither of us had aged a day."
As she did not whack herself, everyone could hear Erza's eager questioning.
"What happened afterwards?"
"He… didn't want me to approach him, with his curse and all, but I still thanked him for helping us back then."
Mavis was somewhat too red-cheeked for this to be an entirely accurate statement, but no one pried further.
"We chatted a little. That is when I learned his identity."
The entire guild held her breath, waiting for the suspense to end.
"So did you end up dat-whack- Erza, you want to know too!"
Makarov sighed and mumbled something about childish behavior.
"He was the infamous black mage… Zeref."
Erza was caught off-guard, giving her victim time to escape, while this simple statement caused a heated eruption of questions, which in turn caused the ghost to take a step back, intimidated.
"ZEREF?"
"Are we talking about that Zeref?"
"Why would he even help you?"
"What did that ****** doing near Magnolia anyw-whack- why me?"
"Language Gray!"
"That bastard was your teacher?!"
"He taught you black magic?"
"Zeref taught the guild founders magic?"
"The same Zeref bastard who tried to kill Gramps?!"
"WON'T YOU LET HER FINISH?!" roared Makarov, and silence blessed the guild hall once again.
Mavis didn't spare the eighth a glance and firmly continued her story- although the pink hadn't left her cheeks.
"He was nothing like what the rumors pretended, although he denied it."
She received a few disbelieving looks.
"You should have seen him! As sweet as a cinnamon roll!" defended the former guild master, losing her serious demeanor again.
More disbelieving looks.
"Erm, well. Whatever. We continued to chat a bit, about the Eight's birth actually…"
"Wait, it was that long ago?"
"I'm not as old as you think I am, Natsu…" sighed Makarov.
"And he asked me why I hadn't grown up. I told him that because I used Law, my growth was stunted and… I… He… Uuuhh..."
Her light blush from before had evolved into a luminescent one and now overtook her whole face, up to her ears, with an adorable red hue.
"Hmmm… H-He told me that I had the same curse as him… Uuuuhh…" she said, hesitant and avoiding her guildmates' eyes.
There's not enough Gray-sama in this story… thought Juvia.
The same curse as Zeref?! Wondered everyone else, stunned by the revelation.
"Aren't you leaving things out?" asked Gray, who had been "mostly" silent up until now.
The blush grew deeper, if possible.
"Wedidn'tdotheforeheadtouchthingatallwhatareyoutalkingaboutnopenopenopeandIdidn'tthinkhewasgonnakissmeforaminutenopenopenopenotatallandhedidn'tmakemecrynopeIdidn'tcryataaaall"
Mavis suddenly ran away crying. Surprised by the outburst, it took a minute for the members to realize they needed to chase and her and they proceeded to look for the first.
"That's… Quite a story." said Lucy once the noise calmed down.
Only Makarov, Happy, Natsu and her remained in the hall, the others having left to find the First.
"Hmm, cinnamon rolls." Said Natsu, dreamy.
"You like cinnamon?" asked Lucy, not expecting him to drool about a non-fiery food.
"Not really… But it reminds me of something I like… Or someone… It's an old memory, before Igneel found me, I think. I'm not sure."
Makarov stared darkly at them and walked out, joining the search party.
Happy could no longer restrain himself and yelled "SHE LIIIIIIIIKES ZEREF" before flying away, chasing Carla.
Lucy could do nothing but stare.
"Like Zeref..? Do you think it's possible, Natsu?"
He shrugged, still drooling absentmindedly and paying no attention to her words.
Lucy sighed and left as well, leaving only the pink-haired boy in the, for now, empty room.
"Who was it? Who does that remind me off…? It's annoying, I can't remember… " He asked to no one in particular, uncharacteristically calm. "Was it…"
He paused for a couple of seconds, thinking hard- an unusual behavior for the resident flame-brain. It gave him a funny expression.
"Nii-chan?"