"Don't worry, my child. You will soon see the light of day..."

That voice, those words.

They constantly echoed in the blonde's head for some time now, as if begging to tell her something, trying to get her remember a past memory that she had long forgotten like the rest. It was strange, she woke up out of the blue one day, with no idea who she was or how she got there. All she recalled was her name and her abilities that she soon discovered. Every single night where she managed to catch a few hours of peaceful slumber, the voice latched onto her, repeating itself over and over. Who ever it was, was trying to communicate to her, however leaving no sort of context as to who or what it was.

This is the story of the rogue mage named Freya who, unknown to her, holds a dark secret about her past which she will soon uncover.

Morning came by as quickly as ever. The sun rose in the far distance, casting shadows and light over everything created and forged by man and nature. Many would have probably missed this magnificent view every time dawn awaited it's turn to shine, however it wasn't anything that Freya would miss out on.

The young lady was slim in structure, with lovely golden blonde locks of hair that flowed down her back and over her shoulders, bright green eyes the color of sphenes longingly awaiting to finally see the light of day once again. Her skin was rather pale, paler than most but otherwise, she was a healthy being.

Although there is one thing about her that others, especially dark guilds have gladly attempted to take advantage of…

She had amnesia…

Sure, it was only a minor case that would possibly never happen again. In a sense, it was only her past that was long gone from her and it wasn't as if she couldn't just make new memories. But it made her wonder. What was her childhood like? Did she have a family and siblings? Surely they must have been powerful mages if she could perform dark matter magic. She had so many questions whizzing around in her head, so much that she couldn't keep track.

But she never allowed her hopes to rise. Despite being hunted down by both the council and guilds who were trying to trick her into joining, she enjoyed her life. It was peaceful at the best of times and she could do whatever she wanted. Within reason, of course…

Otherwise, she found no need for her destructive magic. Not until today…

For the last few days, she had made herself home within a forest nearby to the city of Magnolia. It was perfect location. She could get her peace and quiet, whilst having some place to go for small, simple jobs and supplies that would keep her going.
But today, the forest wasn't so peaceful. She had fully awakened by the sound of explosions nearby, dark grey clouds of smoke arising, flaying out as soon as it reached the top of the trees.

At first, she considered it to be some sort of trap to lure her out into the open. She knew dark guilds would use techniques like that to get what they want, no matter how much destruction and chaos they would cause.

Did they really think that she was that stupid to simply let her curiosity get the best of her?

That's what she thought at first. She simply brushed it off as a failed plan and was about to move on to another area away from the danger.

That was until another explosion came, but in a different location, but still not too far from her current position. And then another one came, just like the last two. It was almost like a battle field, blinded by fury and fire.

There was a battle going on, but by who? And for what reason? Sure, there was a well known guild, two even, but surely they wouldn't have gone to the troubles to go out of town just to start a fight. Then she thought about it.

"Yeah, maybe they would..." She said to herself, sighing in defeat. No matter what it was, her curiosity would always get her into trouble, but this time, she was more intrigued than ever to discover the truth...

As she had secondly suspected. There was a fight going on between two guilds, Fairy Tail and another that she didn't recognize. Maybe they were just a small guild that was just up to mischief and causing trouble. It wouldn't of been the first time.

However, it seemed that whoever had caused the first explosion had dispersed some place else.

Wait…

No, there was someone there, laying in the shrubbery, his back against the tree giving him an upright position. Small droplets of blood dropped off the leaves, turning the environment around him red. At first, she thought that the human was dead, was killed in a battle and judging by the surrounding area that was completely annihilated, she could tell it was a violent one at best.

"Oh no..." She whispered upon witnessing this sight, moving the fauna out of the way to proceed forward cautiously in the open area.
She crept up on the still body, slowly kneeling down to him. The mystery man had a rather attractive face. White skin, raven black hair to which the fringe was stuck down on his forehead by sweat. As well as that, he had a tough skinned physique, abs ripping down his stomach. Other than a pair of pants, shoes and a piece of silver jewelry around his neck, he didn't seem to have anything else on him. But what really caught her eye was the mark on the right side of his chest.

"Fairy Tail, huh?" She mumbled to herself. As she usually was with other guilds, she was rather cautious with helping. After all, she practically knew next to nothing about this guild, expect from how powerful it was, and the damage that they had down all around Magnolia alone, let alone the other towns all around Fiore. The thought alone was enough to bring a subtle yet humorous smile to her face.

She was nervous to get much closer to him to check on him. However to her relief, the male was still breathing as emphasized by his chest moving at a steady rate. He was merely unconscious, despite the alarming wound that continuously bled without showing much signs of stopping.

As someone who has survived all this time on her own, she gained some basic yet average skills, first aid being one of them. She ripped off a piece of her own shirt, exposing her own stomach in the process.

Sure, she didn't have any fresh water on her to disinfect the wound, and she admits her clothing wasn't as fresh either, but at least it would slow down the bleeding long enough for her to get him to safety or even back to his guild for proper treatment.
With lightly pushing his back up to get the makeshift bandage around his waist, the man cringed, awakening him a little more from his slumber. She couldn't imagine the pain that he was in, let alone being forced to move whilst in that state.

No matter… Just a little longer…

Just as she was tying a tight knot around the cloth, his breathing quietened down rather quickly, his chest not moving in the same fashion as before. Immediately after, Freya looked down to his face and noticed that his dark blue eyes were opening, despite seeming like a forceful action.

He groaned, coughing a little to get oxygen back into his system once again. His vision was a little fuzzy, but he gradually made out the figure looming above him.

"Who…?"

Freya gave a sort of softened look as if to show that she meant no harm, although as the male could see, her body didn't give the same message. He could tell that she was scared and cautious like any other frail creature out in the wild.

"Who are you?" He asked suspiciously. Judging by her appearance alone, let aside the fact that he couldn't see any sort of guild mark on her person from the amount of skin was shown, he presumed for her to just be another citizen who was passing by. He had thought up other anomalies, especially from the fact that he didn't expect any strangers to come by when there was a series of dangerous fights going on. Then again, he didn't want to say anything to question her. Perhaps he was mistaken and there was an insignia underneath her clothing, hidden away from view.

"Just a girl who wants to help out… I can assure you that I mean no harm to you or to anyone else..."

That wasn't true. She was a pacifist by heart, but that didn't mean that she would never fight to defend herself, and if she had any, family, friends and allies.

That made the male even more curious about this mysterious being, however she didn't seem hostile. He would have to check with Makarov as soon as he got back to the guild.

But first…

Using his ice make magic, he froze the area where the wound was inflicted, freezing the blood in place for now so that he wouldn't pass out again if there was another fight. As well as not wanting to risk his own life, he didn't want to risk the human girl by him, who he came to assume that she was just another normal human who's gotten lost in the middle of the fight.

He pulled himself up onto his feet, his teeth clenched together tightly to stop his face from crinkling up in a cringe filled expression. A couple of grunts escaped, however Freya tried to make things a little more easier for him by helping him up.

"Thanks..." He mumbled between his hidden teeth, nodding in appreciation to the friendly help.

"Will you be okay to walk?"

The raven haired male nodded once again as his response, his expression quite serious. It seemed to be that he was cool headed type, which very much so fitted in contrast with the magic style. Although as rumors went by, she had heard about a fire dragon slayer in the same guild.

He surely must have been full of energy and hot-headed…

The green eyed maiden's thoughts quickly became adjusted to the boy that she had just helped.

"I'm Gray… Gray Fullbuster. Even if you don't give me your name, I won't force you to tell me it..."

That alone struck her with the feeling of guilt. Not precisely because of the fact that she wished to remain a complete mystery to him and the world, but more so that he didn't seem to think that she was the type to up and leave all of a sudden. She wasn't like that at all…

Just as he was about to leave the area, he stopped upon hearing a soft, yet just audible voice behind him.

"Freya..."

Gray turned to her, confusion evident in his expression. "Hm, you say something?"

"Freya… My name is Freya Rosenfeld..."

After that point, the two switched glances, as if to mentally say that they were going to get on just fine, even if it was a one time encounter.