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Prologue:

"Papa!" I watched as the girl before me screamed at a dark form moving into the flames surrounding their small home. "PAPA!"

"It's okay Hana," a man smiled at her from beside the figure. "I'll be fine. I can use magic, remember?"

NO! I screamed Don't go! But I was ignored.

The little girl's violet hair burned pink in the light. "Papa," she whispered. "Don't go. DON'T LEAVE! PAPA!"

Her father smiled a bit sadly. "Stay with Gray. He'll keep you safe."

"Gray's already gone Papa, remember? He got hit." The man continued toward the looming monster that was Deliora. "PAPA!" she screamed as he closed his hands together in prayer form. "Begone demon from the innermost depths of hell, for there is no pain for you here!" A giant flash of white light encompassed them both, and when it faded, they were gone.

The girl curled herself into a ball as I watched it all. I knew this dream, this memory, well. She would stay like this, a tiny child of seven losing her whole village to the monster, Deliora. The next morning she would get up, find and bury her mother's body, and leave the village forever.

That night she'd lost her family, her friend, and all but one link she had to he past; her father's flute, which she held clutched in her tiny hands.

I awoke from my nightmare with a start, as always, and with sweat seeping through my clothes. "Hana Airweaver, you have a customer!" called my mistress, Madame- yeah, "Madame"- Angel Lillian, "Get down here! Immediately!"

I sighed, yelling down "I'll be right there, miss!" I jumped out of bed and ran my fingers through my short purple hair. This woman has no respect, I thought as I grabbed my flute. I need time to recover my strength after jobs. Especially this last one.

My last job had been killing some giant serpent demon that had ravaged a city in the south. Turns out, the guy who sent me on the job had summoned it because I, quote "made [his] mommy mad," unquote. I put up with a lot of crap like that since I don't have a guild. It's frustrating, but worth it for my privacy.

I jumped off the railing of the staircase and landed on the balls of my feet. A sharp pain shot up through my leg where the serpent had taken a bite. It still wasn't fully healed. Along with my leg, I also had a white scar running along the left side of my jaw, large, bulky scar tissue on my right shoulder, and one of my eyes had been drained of all its deep brown coloring by some type of weird magic.

I walked into the conference room across the hall with a hitch in my step, and I hoped the client wouldn't notice. I tried not to wince and muttered under my breath to make a little cushion of air appear under my foot so that it was less obvious.

It was two clients; one was an older man, short, and wearing a strange jester costume. The other was a teenaged girl, a few years older than myself, wearing a knights costume. So they want me in a play? I frowned Usually I get more... difficult jobs, but it may be good for my leg not to overexert itself. Of course, I'm in no place to comment on my customers. As long as they pay.

"What can I do for you?" I tried to smile through the pain I was feeling and bit my tongue to stop the stream of curses from flowing towards Madame.

"Actually," the man smiled. "It's what we can do for you." I glanced at the Madame, who was staring at him in shock. Her blue eyes were as wide as I'd ever seen them, even wider that when I came back nearly missing my arm.

"Well that's refreshing," I grinned. "usually the crazies want me to fish out a sock from their ex-wife's house or something. I'm glad to know you guys are still together." The man turned bright red and the girl began to sputter, "We're- we aren't"

I kept grinning. "So you're engaged then? How romantic!" I stood and turned, glancing at them one more time with my white eye. "I'm not interested in buying any magic enhancing products, thanks. I suggest you go try that guild across the road- Fox Tail? something like that- they're full of people dumb enough to buy whatever it is."

Well, that sure shifted the mood. It felt like a black fog descended over the two. "D-dumb?" the girl loomed over me. "How dare you- a loner upstart- call Fairy Tail dumb!? Master, allow me to teach this girl a lesson that she won't soon forget!" The old man nodded and a sword appeared in her hands.

"Ah!" I cut my grin, "Requip magic. Haven't been up against that in a while. Refreshing." She said nothing and showed no emotion but anger, as she walked toward me with her sword at her side. "Do you really want to do that? Yes? Alright then."

And thus the fight began

Cliffhanger! Plz comment & say if you like it! THX :)

And it's short, I know, but for me, that's how prologues are supposed to be.