So this is the story I came up with for the Gajevy Tumblr project as part of the fuckyeahgajevy blog. It is an AU story of course and I also created two illustrations to go along with this story. They can be found on my DeviantArt page: .com.
Hope you guys enjoy it!
August, X795
Three years have passed since the world that we knew and loved came to an end. How all of this happened and why no one knows for sure. The only thing we know for sure is that in X792 was when the first incident was reported. There was an accident at the Bureau of Magical Development; an explosion occurred which released a strange purple cloud into the air...it spread quickly to nearby cities, killing everyone that came in contact with it. Though it seems to have stopped spreading any further, there were unexpected side effects that no one could have ever foreseen. The deceased, casualties of this mysterious cloud, soon got back up, walking around and completely mindless. They began attacking people, biting them and sometimes...eating them. Anyone bitten by one of these...things, becomes infected with this disease which eventually leads to their death. The victims of these attacks then become like them...
Many people have tried to find out the secret of this cloud and of this "disease" as we have called it, but all have failed. Even mages have even tried to help, but somehow the cloud has hindered all magic. We must use magic sparingly these days...another side effect that we did not expect.
It didn't take long for this plague to spread quickly throughout Fiore, soon it was reaching neighboring countries. Cities fell due to this tragedy as well as most of the magic guilds. The surviving guild members have since rejoined different guilds, combining all their efforts to saving lives and fighting to take back our world. Magnolia is now one of the few remaining large cities that are still left standing. The walls that surround the city have served their usefulness by keeping the infected out. Fairy Tail has now become a headquarters for those trying to fight this madness, a safe haven for survivors who need help.
Although our city has not been hit by this plague, our supplies are limited. We must venture out of the walls in well prepared groups from time to time, looking for much needed supplies and possible survivors. We have lost so many friends and allies since all of this started. So many losses and yet I haven't the tears anymore to shed for our fallen friends. It seems that no matter how well we may be prepared for our ventures, not everyone comes back safely.
And then that day came...that was the day I feared would happen one day.
I will never be able to forget...my dearest Gajeel...