Okay, so I'm making ANOTHER fanfic because the last one was…
So anyway this is probably my third one so far and hope you guys enjoy.
A short, cranky old man stumbled along the cobblestone path, drunk. He was old, really old, and had a moustache curling beneath his nose and a fairly round face, he was nearly bald with some white hair on the edges with grouchy eyes. He was wearing an orange jacket, white t-shirt, and orange pants, along with some sort of jester hat that was blue and orange. His white t-shirt had an odd symbol on it, a kind of mark… er- sort of.
Anyway, the man sighed and flashed back to what happened a few years ago.
5 years ago…
From a distance, a certain guild was bouncing up and down from the town of Magnolia. That certain guild was Fairy Tail, they were the #1 guild in all of Fiore. Though, at first glance, you wouldn't really think that.
Anyway, inside the guild hall was broken tables, dust clouds with arms, legs, and heads poking out, fights, more broken chairs, and more broken stuff. In the middle of the guild was the old man, crying and holding a paper that said "BILLS," and it was a very long piece of paper.
All of a sudden, the guild hall doors opened with a very loud THUD!, and at the entrance stood a young blonde with flowing hair. She was wearing a dress and had some sort of angel wing on her hair. She also had no shoes and was barefoot.
Everyone looked at her in surprise, and stopped fighting. The old man stared at her in disbelief and shock.
SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENCCCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEEE…
Then everyone went back to doing whatever they're doing without a care in the world.
The old man grew a huge tick mark and turned into an angry titan, "SHOW THE FIRST SOME RESPECT, YOU BRATS!"
"HAI!" They all started bowing to her.
The First stood there and with a serious look and walked up to the old man.
Whispers gathered across the guild as the First as she stared back at them.
"Is that the First?"
"Who is she?"
"She created the guild!"
"I think her name is Mavis."
"She looks so young."
The old man almost started crying because it was the First, the one who created the guild and made the Three Fairy Spells.
Mavis stood about a foot away and stared down with blank eyes. Something was wrong.
"Makarov, I commend you for you being the 3rd master of this guild, and for your services I force you to resign the guild. Because here forth, the guild is disbanded. You all have 5 minutes to get out of the guild before I erase it That is all."
Then the young blonde walked out of the guild like nothing happened in stood in front of the it.
"4 minutes and 34 seconds and counting…"
It took them a few minutes to soak in what just happened and then reality slapped them in the face.
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATT?!"
The First just stood there unblinking, "1 minute and 6 seconds…"
Everyone stampeded through the door yelling, screaming, and running for their life. As a result the door was jammed with people.
"MOVE OUT OF THE WAY YOU IDIOTS!" as a giant hand pushed them out and flying when they heard the booming voice.
Makarov run toward the First as she said, "3…2…1….0."
"First, please!" Makarov pleaded, but as he tried to grab her his hand went through and he went pale.
Makarov looked up to the First and it dawned on him.
But before anything else, the two words of a powerful spell were spoken.
"Fairy Glitter."
A huge tattoo appeared on her right arm as she raised and aimed it at the center of the guild. Then a huge ring surrounded it and closed in on the guild. Then after a few seconds, the earth started rumbling and shaking. All of a sudden a huge beam of light erupted from the center as it annihilated the guild from existence. As it the light started to fade, a huge crater was formed where the guild used to be.
Everyone stared at the First in awe and shock, but mostly in fear.
She turned around and put on a smile and said, "Have a nice day."
Then the First brushed past the crowd and walked out of sight, far from the guild.
Present…
Makarov sat down and stared at the crater, he picked up the almost empty bottle of beer and swirled it around. He hiccupped and tears welled up in his eyes, remembering the guild he loved like his own, eradicated ironically by one of his own.
Pondering in the thoughts of depression, he kept thinking why the First would do that, since that is the complete opposite of what the First would do.
As he gulped down the last portion and sighed, as he threw his bottle down in the middle of the crater and broken into what seemed like a million pieces.
Then he got up and stumbled back down on the cobblestone path. While walking down, he tripped on a broken part of the cobblestone and fell down face first.
Makarov started to get up, then stumbled backward into an alley, knocking over a trash can. He brushed off the dirt on him and shook his head, then he heard a growl.
He saw two red dots stare back at him as it bared yellow teeth/fangs. Then fire erupted from the best and lashed out from the dark.
As it got closer and more lit up, he saw that it was a young boy, no more than 10, 11 years old. He had spiky pink hair, though long and dirty, torn up and small clothes, and a clean white scarf, looking like it's made from scales.
The boy was skinny from hunger and eyes bagged from fatigue. Then what struck Makarov was that the boy himself was on fire, but looked unharmed. He looked like he was about to kill, in his eyes it looked like he was protecting something.
Makarov saw it, a small, tiny blue cat sleeping in an egg shell with strange blue markings. He forgot that the boy was even there. Bad mistake.
"Roar…OF THE FIRE DRAGON!" A large stream of flames erupted from the boy's mouth as it filled up the alley and it was too late to dodge.
Makarov immediately sobered up and enlarged his hands to block the incoming attack. The flames attacked his hands as he cringed in pain.
Finally, it stopped and he shrunk his hands as he fell to a kneel. Steam was rising from his hands, cooking from the flames.
Makarov looked up and saw the pink-haired boy fall over from the magic energy he released. Makarov quickly caught him before he fell and slowly laid him down.
The boy started snoring softly and was knocked out.
Makarov stared at him in concern, thinking about what he just experienced, Is this kid a dragon slayer?
Then he heard a shuffling noise as he saw the tiny cat, slowly rise on its hind legs and walk over to Natsu and curled up next to him and slept, mumbling, "Natsu…"
The old man stared in horror at the cat and the boy, IS THAT EVEN A CAT?
Hope you enjoyed.
Next Chapter: The Demon Girl
Laters.