Dear readers – to anyone who read my previous story, Children of Fate, this is somewhat of an updated version of that; I wasn't at all happy with where it was going and decided to discontinue it. Sorry. Hopefully this will be a lot better, and if you're a new reader, I hope you enjoy what is kind-of-but-not-really my first ever Fanfiction. (-;
Chapter 1 – A gap in time
Will woke with a start. One minute ago, he had been fighting demons under a blackened sky, and yet now the gorgeous summer sun shone down on him and illuminated the vibrant forest surrounding him. Cautiously, he stood up, and realised that his white armour was no longer dented and scratched, and instead reflected the sunlight, casting rainbows on the ground around him. His hair, which was blonde with a shock of red running down the center, was no longer bloody and matted, and most peculiarly of all, he felt magic power running through his veins, having been almost drained of energy just a short time ago.
Being the strong and confident teen that he was, he immediately set out to find the cause of his rejuvenation and change of scenery; he also knew in the back of his mind that he must also find his friends, who may or may not have also been removed from their losing battle. Will Fernandez had always been the natural leader in his team, always standing up for those weaker than him (which was pretty much anyone and everyone), but nothing could have prepared him for the heart-wrenching scene he laid hi crystal blue eyes upon next.
Upon rising to the top of a small hill, he saw below him none other than his once formidable guild, in all its glory. Erza was shouting at Natsu and Gray for fighting one another whilst Lucy giggled nearby and Juvia cheered for Gray from afar. It seemed like they were having some kind of barbecue that day, as everyone was outside, causing havoc as usual. Mira chatted with Laxus and the Thunder Legion near to the buffet, and Wendy played with Asuna amongst some flowers. All of them were having a great time, laughing, singing and making merriment.
A tear rolled down the usually stoic Will's cheek. "How is this possible?" he whispered under his breath. "They all died." Without warning his feet started moving on their own accord, taking him down the side of the hill at a quickening pace to where the wizards were partying down below. Gradually, the noise died down as more of them noticed the intruder.
"Who are you?" someone asked loudly, in a voice that sounded drunk. Will could barely speak from the shock of it all. He was probably more powerful than anyone here, and yet he practically quailed at the sight of them.
"My name is Will," he finally managed. "What…what year is this?" he spat out with a sudden haste.
"It is the year X792. Now are you quite alright?" asked Erza, now the guildmaster of Fairy Tail. Hearing this nearly makes Will faint, but he holds his nerve long enough to speak again.
"I…see...I don't know how to say this other than just putting it bluntly. Erza, or should I say mother, I am from the year X722, and although I don't know how or why I arrived here, I shall say that it is good to be home." A moment of silence followed this speech, but it was understandably short lived. And so the tirade of questions began…
Good? Not good? To be honest, I don't know what I'm doing with Fanfiction but if you enjoyed this, great! Expect more soon! (-;
