AN: I basically got the idea for this as I watched a certain part of an arc. You will understand soon ;)
Somewhere in the land of Fiore
Third Person POV
A young man of about 19 years of age walked along a forest path. The young traveler didn't have much on his person, at least not much that was visible. He wore a black cloak that had silver accents and a dragon on his back. The cloak also came with a hood, the same hood covered his face only exposing his mouth and the tips of silver hair. He also carried a large pack around.
Not to far away from the traveler, waiting in the bushes and trees by the path, were an experienced group of bandits who had been causing trouble for both travelers and the army alike. The silver haired traveler seemed to have no idea of what awaited him.
When the traveler reached a certain point in the road was when the bandits sprung their trap. They jumped from the bushes and trees, making sure to quickly surround the traveler. This was their usual routine, no matter who was coming along the path. Some people would call it paranoia. They called it staying alive.
The bandits were all lightly armed, having swords and farming tools as weapons, the rare battle axe being handled here or there. Each of the weapons were in poor condition however, each weapon having rust or knicks in the blade. Each bandit only had a light leather or hide armor, the armor having patches in some places.
Eventually a man, presumably the leader, stepped up to confront the traveler. The leader had a cocky smirk on his face as he stepped up, "Well well well boys, looks like another fool decided to come down our path!" The other bandits all roared with laughter at the poor travelers apparent poor fortune. The leader then turned to the traveler, "Well boy, I'll give you two options. You can either hand over all your jewels and posessions and leave in one piece -with all your clothes no less!- or you can try and resist and we will take what you have by force, and leave you stripped and in pain!"
The bandits roared with laughter once more as the traveler stayed silent. At first they thought this meant he would do as they had commanded. That is, until he smirked, "Time for another group of bandits to meet its end.."
Before the bandits could think of what hr meant, a bright silver light erupted from the mans mouth. The light bathed the area in silver, eventually enveloping the bandits completely.
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The traveler took all of the bandits jewels as well as any possesions that would sell for a high price. Even if they were stolen items it wasn't like they would make it back to their owners, they would be used as evidence against the bandits and that would be a waste.
Eventually he nodded in satisfaction, a small smile forming on his lips, "What a bunch of idiots. The army shouldn't be too far off now, so these guys will get what they deserve."
The man pocketed all the cash and small items before he began walking away from the bandits unconscious and badly burned bodies.
An hour later the army arrived and took all the bandits into custody, only able to wonder if the person who dealt with these bandits was the same person who had been taking out the others.
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The traveler had set up a campire in the middle of the woods, away from the main path. He was close to reaching his destination, a place his mother had told him to go if she was gone.
He hadn't tried to reach it right away, deciding to take out bandits, murderers, rapists, pedophiles, a strange group called the butt jiggle gang who wanted to worship him as a god for his power. He still had nightmares about their cruel and unsual ways to punish people...
He brought his hood down, sighing as he thought, 'Soon. Soon I'll join that guild that mother told me about. I'll make her proud...'
He sighed as he put out the fire and laid his pack down behind him, he laid his head down on the pack and promptly fell asleep.
Time-skip next day
Outskirts of the forest, near Magnolia
Third Person POV
The silver haired traveler sighed in relief as the town of Magnolia came into view. This part of his journey has finally come to a close. It would open the way for a new adventure.
He walked down the streets of Magnolia, the citizens each giving him a strange look. Whenever strangers came around Magnolia it never ended well. Like when Phantom Lord had come knocking.
So the citizens watched, making sure that they all kept their distance from the newcomer. Some of them realized that he was heading in the direction of a guild. The pride and joy of Magnolia. The very guild that put Magnolia on the map and brought tourists from all across Fiore.
The Fairy Tail guild. The strongest, strangest, most famed guild in all of Fiore.
The silver haired man couldn't help but smile. He had finally arrived at his destination after so long.
He didn't stay outside so that he could go and admire the guild hall however. He could tell from the loud noises inside that the guild was having another one of their famed, over the top brawls.
The man, tired from all of his travels, walked past the fighting Fairy Tail mages. He noticed a women with scarlet red hair who was enjoying a strawberry cake.
Another women sat with a barrel full of alcohol. Quite honestly she should be dead, but Fairy Tail mages always seemed to defy all logic.
The loudest of the bunch seemed to be a fire mage and an ice mage. The scent of the fire mage made him stop however.
'A dragon slayer... a flame one by the smell of him. I wasn't aware this guild had other dragon slayers. Theres lightning, Iron, and Sky too... at least I'm not alone.'
He shook his head and kept walking, noticing how all the other dragon slayers were now staring at him.
He made his way up to the bar at long last, standing behind a short old man with white hair and a funny white beard. The man smelled like alcohol.
The weary traveler coughed into his hand to get the attention of the old man, "Excuse me, you wouldn't happen to be the master of this guild, would you?"
The old man turned around, a wide smile on his face and a warm look in his eyes, "Why indeed I am young man, I am the third and sixth master of Fairy Tail Makarov Dreyer, now who might you me?"
The traveler brought his hood down and smiled back at Makarov, a twinkle in his eyes, "My name is Plasmatus but you can call me Plas."
Makarov nodded, "Alright Plas, why have you come to Fairy Tail? Do you need a job done?"
Plasmatus just shook his head, "No, I wish to join your guild and become a fellow mage of Fairy Tail."
Makarov nodded again, seemingly unsurprised by this, "Hmm, alright. Well can you tell me what type of magic you use?"
Plas nodded, "Yeah of course, I'm a third generation dragon slayer and I use Plasma dragon slaying magic."
The guild hall instantly became quiet at what he said. Soon after a glass dropped and broke, breaking everyone out of their shock...
Yep, the plasma dragon slayer. I got the idea when I was watching the gmg arc, when the adamantine dragon slayer came about. It made me think more until I eventually came upon plasma. I just couldn't resist! hope you all like it, rememver to review, follow, and favorite!