A Foxes Redemption

by Brenscot1229

He was lost, he is still lost. But now someone has shown him the light, they have shown him family, and he will try his best to keep it. This is not a story about how a man redeems himself. This is a story about a man who will sacrifice anything to keep what he has found. OC-Centric, and slight OOC. Abandoned, might rewrite it later.

1. Meeting the Fox

Hey guys! This is my first fanfic, so please do not judge to harshly. Constructive Criticism is allowed but no flames please, I might have to kill a couple fairies if I see a flame.

Rated T: Suggestive Themes, and Mild Cussing

(Disclaimer: I own nothing, besides my character and the idea)

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Somewhere in Fiore

Date: X791 (A Week Before Crime Sorcière Meets Team Natsu)

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The first thing to hit my eyes was light, bright light. I awoke in a camp ground seeing two figures to my left, laying in sleeping bags. They were lucky enough to just be sleeping under a canopy of trees, while I was unfortunate to lay in a field begging for morning sun.

As my mind was still trying to process the fact I was awake, I lifted my right arm and turned it palm facing up. There I saw my guild mark, Crime Sorcière, the mark itself was the color orange. It was also a reminder of all the evil I have caused, before she found me. I remember how she pulled me out of a dark hole that was only getting bigger, how the only thing I thought to atone for my sins were to simply disappear.

Then she helped me again, she helped by convincing two others, who also hold my eternal gratitude, to join their guild, to join others who were like me. I still remember the happenings like it was yesterday.

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(Flash Back)

Crocus

Date: X788

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It was midnight as I came home, or what an orphan of age 15 could call a home, the abandoned floor of a bar is not the best place to live. I just finished a job, it was to steal a 'priceless' artifact from the national museum. It fairly easy considering my magic can easily be utilized for stealth, though it drains a lot of my Magic Power whenever I use it consistently.

As I reached the door for the bar, I could not help but to notice a couple of drunks catcalling at a woman who, I smirked, this was going to be easy. I snuck up behind the two now worthless men, who were so distracted they probably would not even notice an army of dragons marching right next to them. I saw their wallets sticking out of their back pockets and easily pick-pocketed them, I took out half the jewels of each and discreetly put the wallets back in their pockets. They were still catcalling the woman.

I looked at the number of jewels I now have and scowled, 800. 200 from my job and 600 from the brainless drunks. I stared at the bar door hearing the commotion and shrug, at least I can buy a bowl of Curry, and if I am lucky enough maybe a glass of water.

After my meal I went upstairs to my room to sleep on my bed, or at least a thin sheet of hay. There was a desk in a corner with balls of paper strewn about, a mirror, a nametag, and a brown flute. The paper was notes on my magic that I found from the magic library, and some music notes.

I looked at the mirror and can see an early aged teen with short brown hair, and blue eyes wearing an unzipped red jacket with an orange shirt underneath, for pants the teen wore black jean pants with matching black steel toe boots. Next to the mirror was a nametag, my nametag, I got it from working part time at an ice cream parlor. It read, Kit Silver.

The last thing on the desk was the brown flute, its size is nearly 50 centimeters in length. It has a skull with three eyes on one end, and an oval-like cutout in the skull's brow. On the other end, there are root-like cutouts. I knew what this flute was and what it could do, after all I used it. I used it to kill an abusive orphan matron, that used to beat up the little ones to do her work. I used it to kill guardsman that were just doing their job, just to avoid going to prison. I've used it to harm and kill others with no remorse, the same with my magic.

I went to lay on my bed when I heard a slight noise from outside the door. It was a small creak from the damaged wooden floor, at first, I thought it could have been the bar manager coming for rent, but then I remembered the time, he is usually out at this time, most likely to go to the brothel a block away.

I grabbed my dagger that was hidden in my right sleeve, it is dull from numerous uses and it has lost its shiny glow, but it will do. I try to see if there is any buildup of magic on the other side of the door, just in case it was a mage. Unfortunately, I am not good when it comes to sensing magic, but I still manage to sense a sliver. It was not necessarily building up for a spell, the person is trying to conceal their Magic Power, yet I still sense enough for a B-Rank mage.

I heard a knock on the door and I held my dagger out, I went to open it, when the person on the other side opened the door first. I froze in terror, for on the other side of the, what used to be closed door, was none other than Jellal Fernandes, a man every dark guild member and Zerif worshiper should fear.

Jellal is a young man whose most prominent features are his blue hair and a red tattoo above and under his right brown eye. his attire now consists of a dark coat, with heart like designs running down the sleeves and sides. Beneath this, he wears plated armor, which covers his abdomen, and dark pants bearing the symbol of Crime Sorcière. On top of all this, he sports a dark, high-collared cloak

As I stared at him his eyes grew wide when they saw me, then they narrowed as he surveyed the room. His eyes widen for a second time as soon as he saw Lullaby. His eyes narrowed into slits as he stares straight at me, for a moment I thought I was going to die.

He pointed to Lullaby, "You better have a good explanation for why a destroyed creation from the book of Zeref is in your room," he spoke in a no-nonsense voice. I gulped as I imagined what he would do once he knows what I did with the flute.

I looked out the window behind Jellal, and stared at the roof of the other building. Then I used my magic.

"Direct Line," I muttered under my breath as I heard Jellal curse. I disappeared in an orange and red flash, and reappeared on the roof in a crouch position. Then I ran, I ran and ran until I thought I lost him. I hid in an alley way, as my heart was racing and my feet hurting, from running for so long. I heard someone coming, but I could not run anymore so I just stood there and waited. I never expected to see a cute pink-haired girl around my age.

She has short, pink hair and bright green eyes. Her outfit after consists of a red dress with a golden trim around a deep neckline that exposes her decent sized cleavage with a short skirt and a belt with a yellow ribbon tied around her waist and black colored stockings and brown boots.

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(End of Flashback)

Somewhere in Fiore

Present Time

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My mind came back from the present, when one of the figures shook me and was yelling my name.

"KIT, ANSWER ME DAMMIT!" The figure screamed, they were probably trying to get an answer out of me for a while if they resorted to yelling. I looked up, just to see the first person I could call friend, and the person I've sworn to myself to protect.

"Yes, Meredy?" I asked with a grin, she glared at me for a moment than she gave me a cute pout, that made me blush.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you? I thought we were friends Kit," she started to sniffle, I sweat dropped at her actions, is she serious right now? I honestly can never tell. Meredy and I still looked the same, she just has bigger, assets, and some brown earmuffs Ultear got for her.

As I looked to my right I saw the other figure snickering at our actions, as she had a certain shine in her eye that spoke of trouble. her outfit consists of little more than a tabard-like garment that exposes her back. The attire is open on both sides of her body except for a small attachment at her waist, and she dons long black boots that leave her upper thighs bare. She also has the Crime Sorcière Guild Mark on her back which, in itself, is surrounded by a rather large X-shaped scar.

"You two do remember this is a stealth mission, yes?" She spoke with a cat-like grin, Meredy turned and smiled at her and nodded, I just shook my head and chuckled at her antics.

"What are we doing here anyway, Ultear?" I asked, trying to sense other magic signatures, which has gotten a lot better than the last three years. My Direct Line magic was still the only kind of magic I know how to use, but I am now the best sensor in Crime Sorcière as well as the best weapons expert, even if I only use two Sharpened steel daggers.

Ultear, with her grin still in place said nine words that made me and Meredy grin in excitement. "We came to destroy your old guild, Black Flame."

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Annnnd done, hope you enjoyed! This took way longer than I thought. Hopfully this starting chapter helps give an idea on how the story is going to progress and how my character will fit in the Fairy Tail world.

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Until next time