Hello fellow Fairy Tail fans! This marks the beginning of my very first Fairy Tail fanfic. This will be in the form of a oneshot series. Each part will be short to medium length. This will be a whole arc of my fanatical concoction set sometime in the future from the present place in the manga (the Avatar arc) in which Natsu has succeeded in reforming Fairy Tail. It will read like its set sometime before the Tartarus arc, so keep in mind that this is after all that tear jerking stuff. A lot won't make sense in the beginning, so I hope you'll stick around for when it gets good. In a nutshell, this will be about the dragon slayers and the characters of Fairy Tail by Hiro Mashima finally defeating Acnologia. It's a bit complex, but it will involve all of your favorite Fairy Tail characters, some of my OCs and lots and lots of dragons. Yes, dragons. But I've already said too much. So, without further commentary, here's the first installment: Stranger
He wore a white, sleeveless garb that reached down to almost his knees with gold trimming and a light gray, long-sleeved, fitting shirt underneath. Wrapped around his waist was a wide, golden obi sash with tails that trailed out at least three feet behind him. He looked like a two tailed fox wearing the sash. His pants were white as well with gold around the rim of the pant legs which hugged his calves. On his feet were gray, flat, cloth shoes. He wore storm cloud gray, fingerless gloves. And around his shoulders and trailing down his back was a gray coat with white lining and gold wings embroidered on the back. The tail of the coat fluttered out behind him in the wind
Besides his garb, his eyes and hair attracted the stares of almost every citizen of Magnolia that he passed on his trek down the main street. His eyes were pale blue—so much so that you could probably see straight through them if you stared hard and long enough. His hair was pale blonde with streaks of at least a dozen different colors sliding through his hair. Each single streak was a different color. It was short in the back and long in the front with strands in his eyes and longer pikes trailing down his face to his shoulders on either side. It flew like feathers in the early spring breeze.
He trudged down the main street slumped over nearly in half, his face twisted in discomfort. He carried bags and a stuffed pack on his back like a pack mule.
"Who is he?"
"Don't know. Never seen him before."
"Is he new?"
"He's heading towards the guild hall. Maybe he's a wizard?"
The young man paid them no mind, or rather he didn't realize they were talking about him as he continued up the last stretch of pavement to enter the courtyard. His lowered head lifted up to gaze up at the towering building, the guild's insignia imprinted and posted on tapestries that hung from the walls of the building.
"Finally… I've finally made it…" The young man said to himself in a voice soothing like honey in tea.
He shuffled forward and pushed open the double doors to the guild hall.
"What did you say!?"
A rough male voice roared from the middle of the enormous guild hall. In the center, a pink haired male and a black haired male were glaring eyes of death at each other, their fists raised and their foreheads shoving against one another.
"Come say that to my face, Popsicle!"
"You heard me, Cinder Breath! And I just did! Or are you as blind as you are dense!?" The black haired male roared back.
"I dare you to say that again!" The pink one grinded his forehead into the black one.
From the bar on the right side of the room, a blonde with pigtails in a tube top and a short skirt sighed, saying, "Another day in the life of a Fairy Tail wizard."
On top of the bar stood a white cat wearing a pink dress. "Can't they stop fighting and give us at least a day of peace and quiet?"
"They can't even last five minutes though," a young girl with long dark blue hair in an orange dress giggled.
The young man by the door groaned, too tired and exhausted to take in the scene of the Fairy Tail guild hall. He fell forward and landed smack on his face on the floor.
Meanwhile, a red head woman dressed in armor grabbed the two bickering boys' heads and shoved them apart, her expression none too pleased.
"That's enough fighting from you two for today! Can't you see we have a guest!?"
At the woman's words, every wizard in the guild hall turned to look towards the front at the man collapsed on the floor. In the blink of an eye, there were at least a dozen wizards surrounding him.
"Hey, buddy, you alive down there?" Pinky asked, his arms crossed, looking down at him curiously.
The blonde girl flinched and gave Pinky a distressed look. "Don't jinx it Natsu! I'd rather not have any trouble today!"
The blue haired girl knelt beside him. "Don't worry. I'll heal him."
"Be careful Wendy!" The white cat warned her. "We don't know if he's friend or foe!"
The girl brushed off the cat's concern, however before she could put her hands over the stranger, a loud, monstrous growl radiated from his stomach. Some of the people rolled their eyes while other laughed.
"Well, at least we know he's not dead," Black grinned.
This one is short and it doesn't have names. It's just an intro.